Yuma's Collections

Although Yuma is a bit cheap, he is the kind of person who has a lustful heart but not a boldness, who is hard to be related with illegal crimes. It is probably not a marijuana or something. It is just to store some things, so Kazuya could try to accept it. But he was a little strange. Should the relationship between him and Shin be better?

He asked Shin: "Shin, why doesn't he put it in your home?"

Just when Shin opened his mouth, Yuma sighed: "I don't have a good relationship with Shin's sister. The year before last, I brought two treasures to Shin's home to share with him, but his sister saw them. She was unreasonably making trouble for me at that time, and I didn't let her go, so I started fighting her..."

Shin was a little annoyed when Yuma spoke before him. He still wanted to talk to Kazuya more, so he interjected without hesitation: "He is lying. At that time, he held his head and buttocks while my sister beat him. He desperately begged for mercy but the pornographic magazines were torn to pieces by her. From then on, he would always call me to ask if my sister was at home. "

Kazuya pondered slightly. Holding your head and your butt while fighting someone? Your fighting style was really unique.

Shin was complaining, and Yuma, who was exposed by his friend, didn't care. He just sighed again: "Matsuoka, I can only ask you! You are the only one of my friends who lives alone."

It sounds like some pornographic magazines and other bad books. Others may be afraid of being discovered by their parents, but Kazuya didn't have this problem.

He was willing to help with the small task of hiding a few books, "Okay, I'll keep them for you. You can send it to my apartment when you have time. The address is..." He gave the address, and Yuma and Shin listened very attentively with writing it down in his mind.

Yuma saw Kazuya agreed and bowed to him repeatedly. It could be seen that he valued his collection very much. "I have stored it at the station. I will take you to pick it up after school. Thank you so much, it really saved my life. This is such a great kindness, I will never forget it!"

As a minor, Yuma isn't punishable by possessing those things, but if he brings them to school, it is considered a serious violation. If he is discovered by the teacher or the disciplinary committee, he will have to shed his skin even if he does not die. 

His score dropped by more than 200 places, so he didn't dare to leave his things at home. He didn't even eat breakfast early in the morning before packing his bag and sneaking away, otherwise his mother must have searched his room today and burned them all.

Kazuya was speechless for a moment. This guy wanted to ask him to be a coolie... Okay, be kind to others. More friends, more paths!

Yuma was not completely idiot. Knowing that he was causing trouble for Kazuya this time, he patted his chest and shouted, "I'm inviting you to lunch, feel free to order whatever you want!"

There was no problem with inviting to eati and drink among friends, so Kazuya was not polite. But just when he was about to nod, Yuma turned around and asked Shin with a shy face: "Shin, lend me some money. My allowance has been deducted."

Kazuya couldn't nod his head. Is it already so miserable?

...

After school in the afternoon, Yuma took Kazuya to the storage room of the station and took out two large boxes of his collection.

Kazuya took out a pen, gave it to Yuma and said angrily: "Write your name on the boxes." He didn't expect there to be so many. Are you selling pornographic books?

Yuma pushed the pen away and winked, "I trust you, and you can look and play with it as you like. Just keep it as storage fee."

As he spoke, he pointed to one box and said, "The upper part of this box is for photo magazines, and the lower part is for DVDs. There are game consoles and game discs in this box, and the rest are some figures toys and so on."

Then he asked worriedly: "I have to go to cram school now. My mother is waiting for me there. Can you take them back?" He didn't mind Kazuya watching or playing with it, but he was afraid of losing it. These were basically his lifeblood. He planned to bring them back home when his academic performance improved.

At this point, Kazuya could only sigh: "Can! Go to your cram school, study hard and move back as soon as possible!"

Favors are things that come and go. Sometimes you refuse because you think others are causing trouble to you. But when you look back if you are in trouble, you will find that you are alone.

He sent Yuma away and spent a lot of effort to transport the two boxes back to the apartment. He wiped the sweat from his head and prepared to ask Yuma next time something happened. It would never let him take advantage.

Before he took out the key, the door of his room opened by itself, revealing Yoko's little head. She saw Kazuya carrying two big boxes and hurried up to help, while Toratoro also stretched out its nose and sniffed. It was disappointed to find they weren't food.

"Yoko, I can do it." Kazuya stopped Yoko, moved the two boxes into the apartment by himself, and stuffed them directly into the closet, "This is what someone left, so don't touch it. Yoko, do you understand?"

Yoko nodded obediently behind him, "I know, Onisan, I won't touch and tell others." But her eyes were full of curiosity. If it wasn't a good thing, what was it? Does Onisan have any secrets that she doesn't know about?

But she is a sensible child, and she also pays special attention to her image in front of Kazuya, for fear of making Kazuya hate her. Her first goal is to be a good sister. She planned to simply not go near that closet and even not take a second look from now on, as if she has completely forgotten this matter. She just greeted Kazuya every day, occasionally asked him for some study questions, and worked hard to create the image of a well-behaved and lovable sister.

The hour hand is ticking, the sun rises and sets, life is calm, Kazuya was immersed in studying. In a blink of an eye, the weekend is here.

For most high shcools, classes are held five and a half days a week, with a half day off on Saturdays and a full day off on Sundays. There is a double break on the third weekend of every month.

Kazuya returned to the apartment after school at noon, had a lunch and sat down at the desk again, while Yoko sneaked in to find him. She just lay on the tatami, picked up a fashion magazine from somewhere, and looked at the beautiful clothes in it with envy, not disturbing his study.

Kazuya had just turned a few pages of the cram school internal material he borrowed from Yuma when he heard his cell phone ringing. He picked it up and saw that it was an email from Haruna: I'm at the park.

Kazuya replied to her, "Wait and don't run around", and then said to Yoko: "Yoko, I'm going out to pick up someone. She wants to come over to study together."

Today was a day off, so Haruka handed Haruna over to him and asked him to help Haruna with tutoring.

Yoko got up and said obediently: "Do you want me to go back first, Onisan?"

"No, she is my good friend. You can stay here." Kazuya smiled and went out, while Yoko thought about it in the apartment and started to go around tidying up the house. Onisan has friends coming to visit, which is a great opportunity to perform.

Kazuya rushed to the park next to the station in the bright sun. When he saw that there was no one at the gate, he wandered around and finally found Haruna in the sand pool. She was playing with some children in the shade of the tree.

"Haruna!" Kazuya greeted her from a distance, but Haruna looked back at him and said goodbye to the children before leaving, as if they were already familiar with each other.

She happily ran to Kazuya and shouted happily: "You're coming!"

She was wearing a bright yellow dress and a white sun-visible straw hat on her head. Under the straw hat, her black hair spread all the way over her shoulders. She tilted her head and smiled like a child, full of playfulness and cuteness. Kazuya was dazzled by her smile. This smile was as pure and sweet as a clear and sweet spring, flowing straight to the bottom of his heart. It seemed that even the irritable heat of the early summer sun could be dissipated.

This girl does look like an angel when she's not acting silly. Kazuya originally wanted to scold her and ask her why she didn't just wait at the gate, but faced with such a smile, he couldn't curse. After a while, he said helplessly: "Let's go!"

It feels like a crime to scold such a girl. He turned around and left first. Haruna jumped up and down beside him with her hands behind her back cheerfully: "Where are we going to play?"

Kazuya glanced at her and said strangely: "What are you talking about? Aren't you going to my apartment for tutoring?"