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Dragon of the Root

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Takamiya_Shin · Anime & Comics
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Yotsuba Crying

It was human nature to want to relax after exams, and Naoki didn't plan on going to the library to study.

Go to the arcade hall and play the arcade for a bit.

Eat a bowl of ramen.

Playing basketball for a while is on the to-do list.

But before that, the first thing to do is to clean up the class.

It can't be helped, he's on duty today.

After quickly clearing the classroom, Naoki grabbed his school bag and walked out.

With the end of the final exam, the large teaching building became silent, only the direction of the field was very lively, and many people practiced in the field under the hot sun.

Naoki walked through the corridor and was about to leave the school. As he passed the classroom door, he suddenly stopped, turned around and looked inside the classroom.

In an empty classroom, a young girl was lying at a desk alone, with a green hair accessory on her head quite conspicuous.

"Yotsuba?"

Naoki stepped into the classroom.

The girl lying on the table trembled slightly, raised her head, her eyes were red, and her face was full of tears.

Naoki suddenly frowned: "What's wrong?"

When Yotsuba was eating in the cafeteria at noon, she was still happy and smiling, but now she was lying in class crying with tears all over his face. What happened in the afternoon?

"Asakawa-san..."

The Yotsuba quickly lowered his head.

"Don't hide, I've seen it." Naoki said earnestly, "What are you crying for?"

"I'm not crying."

"Your snot is coming out."

Yotsuba hastily raised his hand, ready to wipe his face.

"Don't wipe it with your hands." Naoki took out a hand towel and handed it over, "Clean your face, then tell me what happened."

"Oh."

Yotsuba snorted, wiped his face clean, then looked lost, and said in a low voice:

"I-I failed the test."

Naoki raised his eyebrows slightly: "Forgot to write your name?"

"No, my name was written right away." Yotsuba bit his lower lip tightly, "While taking the history test in the afternoon, a friend suddenly had a stomach ache and his face was pale and scary. Sensei asked her to go to health care, she seemed to have trouble walking, so I was worried about her, so I went to the infirmary with her on my back…"

"By the time I returned, time was running out."

"Obviously…" Yotsuba bit her lower lip, and there was a mist in her eyes again, "Obviously, Asakawa-san and Miku have mentioned a lot of topics, but I don't have time to write them all…"

"Forgive me." Yotsuba stared at his toes, blaming herself, "I failed to live up to Asakawa-san's expectations."

"I think it's something."

Naoki stretched out his right hand, landed on Yotsuba's head, and gently smoothed his hair, "Fortunately this is just a general exam. If this is the national exam, shouldn't you apologize?"

Yotsuba weakly said: "Also, it's not an exaggeration..."

Naoki said warmly:

"It's fine to take the exam, there is another chance to clear the exam in two days."

"This is different." Yotsuba shook his head, "Father is talking about final exams, not retests."

"Your father is not very old-fashioned." Naoki commented, "If I say it correctly, my leg will break this morning."

Yotsuba shook his head, his expression gloomy, and dhe still couldn't lift his spirits.

Everyone understood the truth, but unfortunately, once it happened to them, many people wouldn't be able to get out.

Naoki saw it in his eyes and realized that comfort alone was not enough, and quickly said:

"follow me."

"Hah?" Yotsuba raised his eyes "Where did Asakawa-san go?"

"Don't ask too many questions, just come with me and you will know."

"Oh."

Yotsuba grabbed his school bag, followed Naoki obediently, and walked out of the classroom.

The two of them left the school and walked towards the train station.

Naoki looked at Yotsuba: "Juice drink or Coke?"

"Juice drink." Yotsuba replied subconsciously, "Don't drink Coke."

"Why?"

"Mom said kids shouldn't drink Coke." Yotsuba complained, "And to this day, I don't know the difference between Coke and Fanta. It tastes exactly the same, how about Asakawa-san?"

Naoki was telling the truth: "I can't tell the difference even if I drink it."

"See, it really is."

The train arrived.

Naoki and Yotsuba got on the train, and immediately came to the entertainment center, and walked straight to the arcade hall on the second floor.

"Hah?" Yotsuba looked curious, "Asakawa-san wants to play a game?"

"Have you ever played Taiko?"

"I played it when I was little."

"Come on let's play Taiko Master."

Wanted to free the Yotsuba from guilt, but verbal comfort was ineffective, so it was better to play games, only for public and private use.

The two of them walked to the drum master area, put in a coin, and waited for the game to start.

"Remember the rules?"

"Remember." Yotsuba nodded, holding drumsticks in both hands, "I remember tapping that little white circle."

Although Taiko Master is very simple, as a classic game that has been popular for decades, it naturally has its popularity. Yotsuba quickly enjoyed it, after playing a few songs, his forehead was slightly sweaty, and his mood value increased greatly.

"Asakawa-san, do you want to compete?" Yotsuba turned to look, and his eyes brightened, "The loser must agree to the conditions for the winner."

Naoki rolled up his sleeves: "You will lose."

"I'm a game expert." Yotsuba raised his chin, "I used to be very good at playing games."

"I remember…" Naoki turned to look, "Miku said that, but she really lost."

"That's right, I brought Miku into the hole." Yotsuba said proudly. "But I was very busy at the time, so I didn't have time to play games, so I put it down."

As she spoke, the Yotsuba's voice fell again.

"I agree." Naoki tapped Yotsuba and chestnut chisel, "The loser promises the other party a wish."

Yotsuba's eyes narrowed: "The game begins!"

10 minutes later.

Yotsuba sweated on his forehead and stopped: "No way, my arm hurts."

Both sides win the game, winners and losers.

Naoki looked at the Yotsuba and suggested, "So victory and defeat cancel each other out?"

"Not." Yotsuba shook his head quickly, "Losing is losing, winning is winning, and the two cannot be equated."

"When did you become so clear?"

Yotsuba said seriously:

"I promised Asakawa-san a wish, and Asakawa-san will also grant my wish."

Hey, I don't see that you are an idiot, but you can actually be careful!

Naoki didn't care: "What do you want me to do?"

"Hmm..." Yotsuba tilted his head "I haven't thought about it, I'll tell Asakawa-san when I think about it."

"Don't play Taiko Master." Yotsuba hit his shoulder "My arm hurts, let's play another game."

The two of them spent a long time in the arcade hall in the afternoon, and in the blink of an eye it was sunset.

"Asakawa-san." Yotsuba gently tugged at the corner of Naoki's clothes, and said softly, "I also have a place I want to visit, let's go together?"