"If I go to your house at this time, will I run into your parents?"
Riding the elevator all the way up, Kurosawa Mitsuru suddenly thought of something and couldn't help asking.
For many boys, visiting a girlfriend's home is an invitation that cannot be refused.
However, this is not entirely a good thing, because it would be embarrassing to think about meeting the parents.
Unlike parents of boys, most of them are happy when they see their sons bring their girlfriends home, parents of girls find it difficult to have a good reaction when they see their daughters bring their boyfriends home.
After all, there is a big difference between the two. The former is that the son has grown up and can finally eat cabbages, while the latter is that the daughter has grown up but is still eaten by a pig.
"My parents are in Hokkaido, not in Tokyo."
Miki Baiyu was holding a small bag, standing with her legs together, and shaking her head slightly.
"Do you live alone?"
Kurosawa Hikaru only read one meaning from her words.
"Uh-huh."
Miki Baiyu raised his hand and stroked his hair, lowering his head, feeling a little embarrassed and nervous.
After receiving this affirmative answer, Kurosawa Mitsuru didn't know whether to be happy or how to react.
From this it seems that she, like herself, went to the capital to study.
This is a very common situation. Leaving home to go to college. In contrast, before college, people usually choose a place not far from home.
For a moment, the elevator was a bit quiet.
Soon, the elevator arrived at the corresponding floor.
"Does the senior live with his parents?"
After walking out of the elevator together, Miki Baiyu continued the previous topic.
"They are in their hometown, and I came to Tokyo to study alone."
"Senior's hometown seems to be in Shizuoka?"
"How do you know where my hometown is?"
Kurosawa Mitsuru glanced sideways. His hometown was no secret, but he had never mentioned it.
In fact, he still had a puzzle that he couldn't solve, which was how Miki Baiyu found his house before.
"Because the senior is very popular among the first graders, I heard it from others."
Miki Baiyu met his gaze, suddenly a little nervous, and explained.
This was not something she specifically looked up, or asked anyone, but she just heard it from someone by accident.
Unlike when boys get together, they talk about a wide range of topics, including astronomy, geography, and international situations. When girls get together, 90% of the topics revolve around men.
Distance creates beauty. Many students in the Faculty of Literature admire and have a good impression of Senior Kurosawa.
"You're also very popular in the second grade."
Seeing her panic, Kurosawa Mitsuru didn't ask any further questions and just smiled.
Although I don't know what means she used to find her home, her address is not a secret place.
Because when she came to him, he had already become famous in the National College Kyudo Competition.
Perhaps his real name is not at the same level as the phenomenal influence of Zero Hour, but given his fame, it is not surprising that some people know his address.
"So, have you heard anyone talk about me?"
During the conversation, Miki Baiyu stopped in front of a door, took the key from her bag, and asked curiously.
"Yes, I have."
When Kurosawa Mitsuru saw her actions, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
Although it wasn't the first time he went to a girl's house... For example, he had been to Chizuru-san and Runa-san's houses.
But the Okamoto 001 he saw this morning left a very strong impression on his young mind, and it is hard to forget.
Maybe they were not going to the hotel now, but following Miki Baiyu home, but he had a feeling of being taken by a girl to get a room.
This was different from the feeling when he first met Yuki and went to a hotel to get a room... because he knew very well at that time that it was just a casual affair.
"What did you hear?"
Miki Baiyu took out the key and opened the door.
"Remember when we first met, I was wondering why you didn't recognize me?"
When asked about this, Kurosawa Hikaru paused for a few seconds and touched his nose.
"Remember."
Recalling the first encounter, Miki Baiyu's lips curled up slightly.
For her, the first few meetings with her senior were all fond memories.
"It's not because I think I'm famous, but a friend of mine told me that Miki from the literature department wanted to go out with me and said that you liked me. So after I met you, I found out that you had no impression of me, which was strange. But after I met you and saw your reaction, I realized that it wasn't true at all, it was all fake."
He was unable to explain this matter at the beginning, but now that he has found the opportunity, Kurosawa Mitsuru is not afraid to speak about it.
After all, this is the fact, and it was not him who did it, it was his friend's fault.
"Although that's not the case, the fact that I like you is not fake."
Miki Baiyu didn't care much about the rumors of others. He just opened the door and looked back with a smile.
"oh… "
Even though Kurosawa Hikaru was used to seeing beautiful women, he still felt moved when he saw her looking back and smiling like this.
Because her white hair was like a fairy's hair, delicate, soft and dense, swaying in the air and filled with fragrance.
The key is her straight ball attack. It makes people happy to be told by a beautiful girl that she likes it.
"Senior, please come in."
"Excuse me."
Kurosawa Hikaru walked into the house first and said something out of politeness.
"There's no one else at home, so don't be so reserved."
At this time, Miki Baiyu closed the door, turned around and came to his side.
"good."
Kurosawa Hikaru is not actually reserved, he just follows the various etiquettes of neon.
Then they took off their shoes, put on slippers without taking off their socks, and walked into the corridor and the living room.
"Please sit down for a moment."
When they arrived at the living room, Miki Baiyu invited him to sit on the sofa, then turned and walked away.
Kurosawa Mitsuru didn't care about this. He just sat on the sofa and looked around the house.
This apartment is quite big, even bigger than the one he rented. It is estimated to have three bedrooms, two bathrooms, a kitchen and a living room. Unlike many people who come to Tokyo and can only live in a one-bedroom apartment,
There is nothing special about the overall decoration, similar to that of an ordinary apartment, but the arrangement of some things is quite personal.
For example, there is a vertical shoe cabinet with several pairs of figure skates on it, ranging in size from small to large. They are obviously the shoes that Miki Baiyu has worn since she was a child, but she did not throw them away, but kept them instead.
There are some posters on the wall, and many photo frames on top of them. They are all photos of Miki Shiraha wearing Costumes in the past. Some are cute, some are beautiful.
The posters on the wall seem to show her growth trajectory.
After a while, Miki Baiyu walked back into the living room with a small tray in his hand, on which were two glasses of ice water, some biscuits and fruits.
When guests come to visit, tea should be prepared in advance no matter what.
If the friend is very good and is very familiar with your home, treating it like his own, and will go and get water when he wants to drink and find food when he is hungry, that is a different matter.
"Did you arrange these?"
Seeing her running to get water, Kurosawa Mitsuru was not surprised. Instead, after making eye contact with her, he asked curiously.
"My parents put it up... I wanted to take it down, but he wouldn't let me."
Miki Baiyu shook his head and walked forward helplessly.
This apartment was not rented but purchased, after all, she used to participate in competitions and needed to travel around.
“Why do you want to tear it down?”
Kurosawa Hikaru was just trying to find a topic to talk about, and was a little confused when he heard this reaction.
"Because there's no going back..."
Miki Baiyu put the tray on the table, turned around and looked at the poster on the wall, feeling a little melancholy.
That used to be her honor, but now even if she tried her best to return to the ice rink, she could not return to the front line because of her leg injury.
"Bai Yu, come here for a moment."
Seeing the look of disappointment on her face, Kurosawa Mitsuru didn't want to make her unhappy, so he thought for a moment and said.
"What's wrong."
Hearing this, Sanmu Baiyu was a little confused, but still walked over.
When she came closer, Kurosawa Mitsuru stretched out his arms, picked her up like a doll, and placed her on his lap to sit sideways.
"!"
This sudden leap into the air startled Miki Shiraha, even though she had been practicing figure skating since she was a child and was already accustomed to all kinds of jumps, she was still caught off guard and was startled.
"Senior, you are so strong."
When she came to her senses, she found herself sitting sideways on his lap, feeling a little surprised and shy.
"You are too light."
Kurosawa Hikaru responded, raising his right arm and placing it on her knees.
This is a fact. He feels that Miki Baiyu weighs only about 80 kilograms at most. No wonder he looks like he will fall down if the wind blows... However, with this body shape, he looks even lighter and more graceful on the ice rink.
Her legs were slender and graceful, with curves that came from dancing. Her skin was as white as jade, not the unhealthy paleness. Instead, it was like mutton-fat jade, and it was very white and attractive under the light.
This sudden action made Sanmu Baiyu's delicate body tense up and she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
Even though they are a couple, this posture and this action are embarrassing.
"What did you mean when you said you couldn't go back?"
Kurosawa Hikaru gently stroked her knee, not thinking he was being naughty, and asked.
In fact, he knew very well that the Miki Baiyu he had known so far was in a low period, like a pearl covered in dust.
She is very sensitive and even has low self-esteem. What's more, she feels that she is not the same person now as she was before.
Even though she still loves figure skating as always, she can't shine like she did in her previous competition videos.
"The competition field... I thought that if I worked hard enough, I could compete again. But that was not the case. Even after several years of recovery, I could not train very intensely because of my old injury. Now I can't even get back to the level before retirement. Players of the same age have completely left me behind."
When it comes to skating and regret, Miki Baiyu looked down and saw him massaging his injured knee. Her shyness was swept away, replaced by a feeling of helplessness and loss that was difficult to let go.
The days when she was ahead of all her peers, even those from skating powerhouses, are over.
She doesn't even have the qualifications to work hard... Even though she likes to go to the skating rink every day, the same is true for the top players.
There will be a figure skating competition soon. It’s a small-scale competition, but even for a small competition, she doesn’t have confidence.
"Do you want to go back?"
Kurosawa Mitsuru saw her with her head down, looking extremely lonely, and after pondering for a moment, he asked.