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But as things developed later, Yukinoshita Yukino gradually gave up this idea.

First it was a classmate, then a dog, then a teacher, then a store staff member, a habitual thief outside the school, and finally a homeless man passing by.

Even after investigation, it was found that these people had no reason to steal the shoes. It seemed that they just suddenly wanted to steal the two pairs of shoes, which was completely illogical.

If the investigation continues like this, Yukinoshita Yukino can't imagine who will steal her shoes in the end.

So she gave up. After all, there was a backup option here. It seemed that as long as the shoes were stolen, that guy could fish them out of the river.

God knows what that weird fish hook is doing underwater.

The first day was crocodiles, followed by Belcher's sea snakes, box jellyfish, embroidered ridge crabs, and sting rays.

The one in front tried hard to identify it, and then he hooked more than a dozen cone snails in succession.

If he didn't recognize her, he would numb himself and ask someone to call the emergency number.

It’s more like experiencing the malice of underwater creatures than fishing.

However, the good thing is that he seems to be immune to poison. Even when he was pierced by the stonefish's sharp spines, he just foamed at the mouth and asked people to call an emergency number.

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Even though he couldn't help showing a sad expression, he could still lie on the cart and say "Fish...did I bring my fish..."

I was very scared at first, but after experiencing it a few times and knowing that he would be fine, my mood gradually changed and I began to find it inexplicably interesting.

Sometimes I even hope that he will catch some poisonous creature today and make me unable to move.

This kind of thing is at least much more vivid than the depression at home.

My mother's mood was visibly getting worse. The calmness and dignity seemed to be collapsing on her face. Her former elegance was gradually disappearing, and her irritability was gradually emerging. Sometimes when I passed by a room, I could even hear her openly scolding some subordinates.

In contrast to her elder sister, she became more and more silent at home. Although she still showed the same smile as before when she was alone with him, Yukinoshita Yukino could feel that she was just deliberately hiding it from him, hiding those frustrated and unspeakable thoughts.

Thinking of these trivial family matters, she finally felt a little depressed.

"Yukino, what do you think of this painting?"

Eriri Sawamura came forward, but she didn't notice the other person's subtle emotions, and just reached out to hand over her painting.

Yukinoshita Yukino took the drawing paper and looked at the colorful painting on it.

The slope is painted green, which means grass, the river is undulating, which means flow, and the half blue in the background is the sky. Three little people are on the slope with different postures.

The boy raised his fishing rod with a smile on his face. The girl with long black hair looked at him quietly beside him. The girl with blonde hair stood beside him and worked hard to move the fishing rod with him.

It's just a simple cartoon, but the expressions and environment are well portrayed.

Her gaze lingered on the two little figures holding the fishing rods together. Yukinoshita Yukino handed the drawing paper back to her and gave her a praising look: "Very well drawn. Eriri has the potential to become a painter."

"Hehe." With the green stain on her face that was accidentally stained while painting, Sawamura Eriri turned her head and lay down on the table in front of her again to start adding to the picture.

There were only three of them in the classroom at the moment, and outside there were thick black clouds and streaking lightning.

"Aren't you leaving yet?"

Nomiyama raised his head from the comic book and looked at the two people sitting next to him, one in front and one behind.

Yukinoshita Yukino turned her head to look out the window and nodded: "It's time to go."

She patted the shoulder of the person sitting at the front table: "Eri, it's time to go home."

Sawamura Eriri looked up blankly and responded, "Oh, okay."

She gathered up her drawing paper and pen, and glanced at him, who was reading a comic book from the side. "Come with me. It looks like it's going to rain heavily."

"No."

Nomiyama refused very quickly, without even looking up. He just turned a page of the comic book and said, "Your car can't fit my fishing rod. I can't leave it in the classroom. I'll go back when the rain stops."

"Oh." Sawamura Eriri looked at the fishing rod placed in the corner in front of the classroom, stopped packing, and took out her painting tools again. "I'll finish this painting first, and then go back."

Is your brain not working well?

Glancing out the window at the dark clouds that almost painted the entire world black, Nomiyama couldn't help but want to say a few more words. He knew that he was a little bit inexplicable, but he didn't want to affect others because of his own reasons.

"Then I'll accompany you." A cold and indifferent voice sounded.

Nomiya was startled and looked at Yukinoshita who was flipping through a paperback beside him.

Yukinoshita Yukino turned a page and noticed his gaze. She tilted her head, thought for a moment, and then showed surprise: "Does Nomiya-san think that I'm talking to you? Does Nomiya-san think that the person I want to accompany is you?"

Turning back, his expression returned to calmness, he turned a page of the book and spoke calmly: "That's really, really..."

His eyelids twitched unconsciously. Nomiya closed the comic book and looked at her with a forced smile.

"Yukinoshita-san, I haven't even said a word, and you've already made such a rich connection?"

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"Sometimes I have to wonder if you have some other feelings for me that would cause you to react so violently."

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Yukinoshita Yukino closed her paperback and looked at him, puzzled: "Other thoughts? What do you mean Nomiyama-san?"

After thinking about it, it suddenly dawned on me: "Ah, Nomiyama-san is talking about love?"

A rejection expression appeared on her face: "Nomiyama-san, I know I'm cute, but we are only eight years old after all. No matter how hard it is for you to control yourself, please wait until you are old enough to think about this."

Finally, she smiled and encouraged: "At least, let's focus on studying first, and then we'll meet at the top in the future."

Nomiyama thought for a moment and tilted his head. "What Yukinoshita-san means is that when we're both older and in better shape, we can think about that together?"

With a hesitant expression, Nomiyama twisted his face and blushed slightly as he spoke: "But Yukinoshita-san, I... I promised the teacher that I would not date or anything like that before graduation..."

He finally looked apologetic, his eyes serious: "I'm so sorry, Yukinoshita-san, you're a good person."

Her expression twisted, Yukinoshita Yukino stood up and kicked the stool away. It seemed that she had to beat him up today.

Nomiyama sneered, stood up as well, kicked the stool away, and said, "I want to see how much you weigh."

The two of them were facing each other. It was almost completely dark inside and outside the classroom. Occasionally, a bright light flashed by, indicating that there was lightning running outside.

"Boom!!!"

A breathtaking thunderclap sounded, and at that moment when the space seemed to be shaking, the two men took a step forward at the same time, trying to take advantage of the terrifying noise to launch an attack in order to seize the initiative.

“Wow!! Mommy!!”

Suddenly there was a shrill scream.

Nomiya stopped moving, lowered his head, and looked at the little blond man who was inexplicably hanging on him.

Yukinoshita Yukino also stopped moving, looked helplessly at the frightened Eriri, and sighed.

Chapter 20: Early Summer, Black Gold and Black

If you understand the triangle, it generally represents stability, firmness, and pressure resistance.

In a sense, it can also be used to replace the relationship between people, especially three people.

Everything changed starting in the early summer of my third grade.

It was a sunny day. Because it was early summer, the world had not yet had time to transform into a scorching high-temperature hell. The cicadas' chirping was still faint and not annoying. The swaying leaves and weeds all took on a new look.

Nomiya opened the door to the rooftop as usual, but this time, there was only one person in his sight.

Looking at her preparing the lunch box, Nomiyama did not take his eyes off her. He just walked over as usual and sat down a body distance away from her.

Because he had nothing in his hands, he could only support his face and stretch out his free fingers: "Where is she?"

Yukinoshita Yukino took her time, not rushing until she had swallowed the food in her mouth before responding, "My classmates held me back, so I guess it'll take a while for them to come over."

"Oh." He responded casually, then Nomiya stood up, leaned on the railing, and stared at his classmates who were slowly walking through the campus downstairs in a daze.

Yukinoshita Yukino quietly processed the lunch box. After a while, she swallowed the last bite of food, then she spoke calmly: "You should prepare your own lunch box. You can't wait for Eriri's lunch box every day. What if she is away for something one day? Will she be hungry?"

Nomiyama shook his head slightly: "The stove at home is a bit high. If I want to use a pot, I need to use a stool. It's too troublesome."

In fact, there is another problem. He lit the last stool in the house to barbecue. Now, there is nothing to put his feet on to increase his height.

Thinking of this, he looked down at the girl sitting there.

She suddenly grew taller this year. I don't know exactly when, but when I looked closely one day, I found that she was taller than Eriri and suddenly almost as tall as me. It seems that girls' puberty comes unexpectedly early.

Yukinoshita Yukino knew he was watching her, but she didn't react. She just closed the lunch box and said calmly, "We should make some preparations. You have a big appetite anyway, so it's always a good idea to prepare some fried noodles and bread. Eriri will be arriving later, so you'll have something to fill your stomach."

As she spoke, she stood up and looked at him with a smile: "It's impossible that Nomiyama-san will not be taller than me due to malnutrition in the future, right?"

Nomiyama leaned over the railing, his chin resting on his arm. "Yukinoshita-san, you can fantasize, but don't put your fantasies into reality."

"I will definitely be taller than you in the future, at least a head taller."

Yukinoshita Yukino nodded: "Yes, I believe it."

Nomiya glanced at her sideways, then turned his gaze back to continue observing his classmates.

No one knew where Yukinoshita had learned to be sarcastic, and she would say something to him openly or covertly from time to time throughout the year.

He ignored her provocation and brought up another matter: "What does your extremely approachable childhood playmate want to do?"

Yukinoshita Yukino didn't follow his lead and crawl onto the fence. Instead, she stood upright, looking down at the students. Her expression was calm. "He probably saw the three of us wandering off from the class, so he wanted to bring us in. In his eyes, we were the ones abandoned by the group, so he wanted to come and help."

"That's a good idea." Nomiyama smiled as he watched a female classmate below scoop up some tap water and throw it at another male classmate who didn't react. "But he can't help me."

"Yeah." Yukinoshita Yukino did not deny this.

The air became quieter, and Nomi-san tilted his head. "But you didn't refuse. It wasn't because of Eriri, but because you were looking forward to living in peace with your classmates."

"Yeah." Yukinoshita Yukino nodded, watching the male classmate get splashed with water on his face, then start shouting and start chasing the female classmate.

"But this is ultimately just my personal expectation. Right now, I don't have the ability to coexist peacefully with my classmates."

Nomiyama looked at her for a moment and sneered, "It's highly likely that you won't have this ability in the future."

Yukinoshita Yukino nodded slightly: "You may be right."

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After this sentence, the two fell silent again.

A while ago, the gentle class monitor, Hayato Hayama, approached the three of them and suggested that there was a choir activity in the class recently and they could join together and make new friends.

Nomiyama turned over a page of the comic and directly refused.

Yukinoshita Yukino closed the paperback, hesitated, and finally nodded slightly.

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Eriri Sawamura's eyes were full of eagerness to try, and she pulled her friend who did not refuse the suggestion towards her classmates.

No one can stop Eriri Sawamura from making new friends, not even the two of them.

Because this is what she expected.

"I say, Yukinoshita."

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"Ah."

"Why aren't you over there?"

"They wanted to play a prank on a classmate this morning, but I stopped them. If it weren't for Hayama, we might have had a few more enemies in our indoor shoes."

"Then you must control your temper. I don't want to beat up my classmates in a couple of days. Mr. Natsume has been saying I'm too violent lately."

"First of all, I have a good personality. Secondly, your violent tendencies are incurable. A few days ago, you beat that classmate so hard that he cried for the entire class."

"You have to be reasonable. That guy is almost drawing a world map on our desks. If I don't beat him up, he might not realize what a fist is. I'm trying to teach him a lesson."

"Ah."

The two were silent again.

Nomiyama reached out and grabbed a fallen leaf that was blown onto the rooftop by the wind. Then he spread his hands and let the wind carry it away. "Yukinoshita, if you have any questions, remember to tell me. After all, we've known each other for over a year. I can help you for free."

Yukinoshita Yukino watched the fallen leaf swirl and fall, and shook her head: "They can't beat me."

Then she turned her head and said with a half-smile: "Ah, is Nomiyama-san worried?"

Putting her hand on her chin, she seemed to be thinking: "Who are you worried about? I'm really curious..."