Six Records of a Floating Life

Chapter 6: Start

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The weather in early spring is always unpredictable.

It was so cold in the morning that his teeth were chattering, but by noon, it was already warm enough to make one want to sleep.

The match ended early because the opponent was unwell, and Shinto Hikaru was dozing and waiting by the large French window in the lounge.

"Slow, they—"

The contemporaneous reunion that had been arranged at the beginning of the new year was postponed due to several chess matches.

Another battle awaits them in the coming months.

… the days when we can get together are really getting fewer and fewer.

The sun is very soft and light on the body, as if it can be shaken off with a wave of the hand.

Another big yawn.

Before the light could wipe away the tears, the door of the lounge was pushed open.

"Eh, is it over? I said—"

Jin Teng's head turned halfway, but the words stopped in mid-air, and there was no more text.

It's bright.

Ta Yaliang also saw the boy lying by the window at a glance, but as if he didn't see it, he walked to the water dispenser and took a glass of water.

"That... bright..." Looking at the other party's face, he changed his name in a low voice, "Taya... The hot water is broken, if you want to drink it, go to the lounge next door—"

"Thank you." Taya seemed to nodded slightly.

It was the only conversation they had in the six months after the breakup.

The afternoon sun was only blown by the cold wind, and the temperature was lost.

It's getting colder.

Light, who was lying on the table and quickly fell asleep, shrank his shoulders inadvertently.

"Don't sleep, Light."

Someone whispered in his ear.

"Well, I'll get up..." He responded casually.

In a daze, there was always a sound flowing in his ears.

who is it? very noisy…

"Get up, light boy, get up quickly!"

"Get up and play chess!"

"Light boy, light boy..."

Ah - it's SAI.

Light frowned, "Shut up!"

Really noisy!

Thinking like this, she unconsciously moved her hand to catch something—

The voice in my ear sank, and then it seemed to surface, and it became clear with a slam.

"Shin, Fuji, Hikari?!"

"Ah?! Yes!" Shinto Mitsuko, who really woke up, opened his eyes, "Ah? Ou... Mr. Ogata?!"

In front of him, holding his glasses in an embarrassed way, and calling his name angrily, was Seiji Ogata, who had won another title since the beginning of spring.

There was a slight redness on the left cheek, a bit like a trace of being beaten by someone.

No... it's me... haha-

The coat that fell on the bare shoulders slipped down at the right moment.

Shinto Hikaru, who was barely holding on to the collar, only then remembered—

It seems... hehe... just now... it did hit someone...

"Since you wake up, get up quickly, your friends are coming out soon."

Ogata did not pursue it, but reminded him coldly.

"Ah? Yes, that, ah—" Shinto Mitsuyuki got up in a hurry, but his right leg was sore and numb from sleeping for too long, and he couldn't stand and leaned to the side.

Ogata, who had not left, took a step forward, and Hikaru just grabbed his arm, barely standing still.

He had a really troubled look on his face, but his tone betrayed his expression, "Be careful."

Shinto Hikaru lowered his waist and rubbed his legs, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ogata."

From last autumn to this spring, something incredible happened, as if the warm current of the South Pacific had also crossed the equator and reached the North Pole with the blessing of the trade winds. The iceberg he thought of, quickly revealed its original appearance.

Yes, Ogata, who used to be called "unapproachable", "terrible", "cold down the spine" and "must escape", is now able to get along so harmoniously, and it has even developed to where to eat at night. Or the topic of what to watch next, you can easily bring it up without any hesitation.

Like an oyster that has been pried open, a man with a strong shell actually has a very soft inside.

That's it, the gentleness shown occasionally in front of his eyes has always left him helpless.

"Don't sleep here next time, let's go." The man who supported his shoulders and covered his coat with his coat made his heart stop for no apparent reason.

Ah - you can't just fall in love with a man like that.

Shinto Hikaru couldn't stop wailing in his heart and was inexplicably depressed, and pushed open the door of the lounge.

And his companion was obviously very surprised by the posture of the two at the moment, the expressions they showed at the moment—

"It's like saying, ah, the little white rabbit fell into the hands of the big fox."

Shinto Hikaru described this, giggling and laughing.

The man on the other side who stopped him from drinking again shook his head, "You drink too much, Jinto."

In order to celebrate the successful promotion of the teenagers in the Beninfang qualifiers, at my repeated request, I came to the VIP suite of this high-end hotel.

The so-called treat, but looking at the boy's current appearance, the person who will pay the final bill is probably only himself.

He knew that he couldn't drink enough, but he didn't realize until now that with just a glass of fruit wine, a young man could throw his reason into the Pacific Ocean.

"Mister... Ogata... Mister..." The boy who was struggling to identify the object from the blurred vision finally wrapped his hands and feet around him, "Do you like me?"

Ogata just wanted to hold his forehead and groan, a plausible answer, or a perfunctory answer, was not applicable to the object in front of him.

A drunk person often only wants the answers that he cares about.

And the answer to the question, he doesn't want to say it yet.

Relationships are not fairy tales where only one party says "I like it" and "I will make you happy" to get a perfect ending.

It requires voluntary giving, tolerance and understanding, and the determination to let go even if it is hurt.

Young people who always say "know" and "understand", but are not so enlightened, will not really understand.

Therefore, before the teenager can't make the final real decision, he will not make any expression that affects his mind.

"Do you like it? Don't you like it. Eh-" The boy seemed to be unable to regain his sense, and his mouth became blurred, "Sir-er-just don't mind... I benefit from you... It's just... How could... uh... like me? …”

If anyone in the know was present, he would have strongly recommended him to be a male star at the National Theatre.

Obviously, Ogata became one of the audience who was convinced.

"...It's not what you think, Shinto..." He hesitated, thinking and choosing his words carefully. Although it's too ridiculous to explain this to a drunk person, it's not impossible to practice for one day in the future, "You A brilliant kid, and no one's around you and isn't attracted to you, so—"

"..." Shinto Hikari opened his half-blind eyes as if to see clearly.

And this time, in response, the man lowered his head, covered his face, and kissed it.

"You?!" The amber eyes shrank in surprise, and then there was a roar, "—what are you doing!!"

"Ping--" Ogata's right cheek was hit harder than the left cheek that suffered in the morning!

I have to say that someone's luck today is really bad, and the sobriety that Shinto Hikaru can persist has just arrived.

Drunk people, of course, can't understand why a man would kiss himself.

The next day, Mitsuko Shinto was sick and couldn't get out of bed.

"Have you caught a cold?" Ogata put his hand on his forehead and probed it. Last night, he just sent him to the guest room as usual, and he was done. If he knew earlier, he should restrain his anger and take more care.

"Uncomfortable... ugh..." Shinto waved his hand away and buried his head deeper into the quilt.

The reason for his current state is the hangover headaches and-

Alcohol allergy.

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't say anything about him, and I didn't say anything about the guilt, and I also suffered a lot of blows.

what-

Why does this man treat himself as a coveted pearl tightly wrapped in an impregnable wall of iron and steel!

Damn!

It's a shame that I still think - I still think... that or something! !

"Er—" A burst of nausea arose, and Shinto Hikari continued to shrink into the depths of the warm bed.

"Get up, eat a little and then go to sleep..." With the cold idea of not wanting people to accuse him of not taking good care of his younger generation, Ogata brought the rice porridge that had been hot on the stove before.

It is sprinkled with chopped green onion egg foam and sugar sesame seeds, and the thick rice porridge is fragrant.

There was no time to get the bowl, and someone who was tempted by the food looked directly at the head and started to eat from the mouth of the pot.

He is so hungry.

Because of the slightly burnt relationship, the rice porridge exudes the smell of burnt fragrance, which is particularly appealing to the appetite.

While shaving the porridge that was cooling down, he smacked his mouth while savoring the aftertaste, "It's so fragrant, so delicious!"

Ogata looked at such a young man, and the corners of his lips twitched unconsciously, revealing a gentle smile.

If the other party can't feel his heart yet, he can only say that it is not yet time.

"...So, Mr. Ogata must be a very gentle lover..."

Without going through their brains, these words blurted out, but when Shindou Mitsu realized what kind of atmosphere the same words were raised in the last time, they were already caught in the exact same situation as at that time—

As if expecting something, Shinto Hikari swallowed hard, and opened his lips slightly, waiting.

Seiji Ogata turned his head to the side and covered his slightly warm palms over the boy's eyes, which were widened in anticipation, "Close it."

A deep, magnetic voice, and the ears of the Direct Teaching Light burned red.

He obeyed and closed his eyes tightly.

And the lips, soon in the second when darkness fell, were covered, and then contained—

"!!!!—"

"Damn!!!"

"Yes, I'm sorry! Mr. Ogata! Hurry... Rinse the cold water!"

As the hot porridge that was too much expected and ignored, now, the whole pot is turned over on the man's shirt.

"Sorry—I… I'll take care of you!"

The boy who lowered his head in such a panic in the hospital showed a mischievous smile from an angle that the helpless man couldn't see.

where--

I've already taken the lead, so hurry up and respond~~~