Wear carefully selected clothes and make complete preparations, Yuki Kyono traveled as promised.

Waiting for a while at the intersection of the pedestrian street, I saw Ai Sakurajima.

She is tall among girls, wearing a blue and white shirt and pleated skirt, a pair of slender legs, wrapped in black pantyhose, and elegant makeup. She is still so beautiful that it makes people feel like spring breeze.

"Kyono classmate, you came early."

"Fortunately, I haven't been there for a long time."

"That's right, but my butler didn't tell me that. He said he had seen you half an hour ago."

Behind his hands, Ai Sakurajima bent down with a smile and approached Yuki Kyono, smiling and revealing his lies.

"Well, isn't this very gentlemanly?"

Yuki Kyono also responded with a smile:

"So, let's go. The weather is very sunny today. It's a good day for walking on the pedestrian street."

Looking up at the sky, the white clouds were floating soothingly.

After Kyono Yuki waved to Ai Sakurashima, he turned his head and walked towards the entrance of the commercial street behind him.

This is a long commercial block with roadblocks in two rows that prevent vehicles from entering.

Pedestrians walking around, leisurely browsing the dazzling array of goods, and chatting happily with each other, and you can see couples holding hands or hugging each other at any time.

Yuki Kyono couldn't help but look at him. Ai Sakurajima followed him step by step, and a distance of one step, pressing his skirt quietly with his hands, and matching his simple face, he was really a heart-pounding lady.

...Is this the demeanor of a young lady?

But for some reason, Kyono Yuki remembered another young lady, Mitsuki Shirakawa's figure. She seemed to be so upright in sitting and standing posture, polite to everyone and very ladylike.

However, being polite to everyone is actually not truly respectful.

Just like, having a sincere relationship with everyone, but not entrusting your sincerity to anyone.

"Class Kyono?"

"kindness?"

When he came to his senses, he saw Ai Sakurajima walking to his right side at some point, just like him, and looking at him with his head tilted.

Ah, he looks cute with his head tilted.

"What's wrong?"

"Kyono classmate, were you thinking about other women just now?"

"No, I'm on a date with you, my dear Aiyi."

Ai Sakurajima turned her gaze, as if she was looking into the distance:

"Yes, this is my first official date."

"First time?"

"Maybe you are not?"

"No, it's my first time, I'm so happy."

Yuki Kyono was a little happy. The girl Ai Sakurajima did not regard today's date as a deal.

Ai Sakurajima tilted her cute head slightly again:

"So, don't think of other girls~, Kyono classmate, the sixth sense of women is very sensitive."

She stretched out a finger and swayed back and forth in front of Kyono Yuki, emphasizing the prohibition.

"This is natural, I only have you, Sakurajima, in my heart."

Kyono Yuki smiled gently, thinking about the "sixth sense of women" in his heart, which is nothing but nonsense.

However, the coincidence just now was a coincidence... Ai Sakurajima Ai is also a student of the Middle School affiliated to Kotoshi University. Could it be a kind of ability?

However, Sakurajima's fingers were as tender as green onions that had faded their skin.

The admiring Yuki Kyono found the wound.

"School of Sakurajima, is your palm hurt?"

Yuki Kyono reached out to hold it, but Ai Sakurajima retreated back to that hand.

"It's not a big deal, just a little injury."

Ai Sakurajima put her hands behind her back.

"Well, my ability is healing ability. It can help you heal your wounds. It must be very painful."

Although the wound on the palm of the palm was dim and not obvious, it almost spanned the entire palm.

As a girl, Ai Sakurajima must have endured the pain very reluctantly.

"I know, I just browsed all the information about Kyono last night."

Ai Sakurajima smiled and said something dangerous:

"But, in fact, you're just an excuse, your real purpose..."

Kyono Yuki's heart beat slightly faster: "...the real purpose?"

Ai Sakurajima's smile bloomed slightly:

"Do you want to hold my hand?"

Yuki Kyono, whose heartbeat failed to recover, responded blankly:

"No, my ability can heal the injury, but it needs to touch the patient."

"Yes, then I won't let you hold hands."

Ai Sakurajima no longer looked at Yuki Kyono and walked forward first.

The hair that floats when turning around brings a faint fragrance.

When Kyono Yuki smelled the fragrance of flowers, he secretly pointed at himself: Kyono Yuki! You must be a qualified gentleman! You can always win the favor of a girl!

Otherwise, the paradise plan and other jokes... are just jokes about the moon in the well and the flowers in the mirror.

Kyono Yuki catches up with Ai Sakurashima:

"Class Aiyi!"

Then, like a gentleman at a dance party, half bent down, one hand behind, the other hand stretched out, and the palm facing up.

"Beautiful Miss Aiyi, please let me hold your hand. I will definitely not let go this time."

Saying inexplicable love words, it turned out to be the focus of the surrounding passers-by.

Fortunately, unlike last time, there is no second girl like Riko Naito. There are many young couples among the pedestrians around, and many girls even look at this romantic scene with envious eyes.

Yuki Kyono raised his eyes slightly and looked at Ai Sakurashima's white and tender face.

Sure enough... the pink color slowly spread onto the girl's face.

The biggest weakness of the girl Ai Sakurajima is that she cares too much about the eyes of others. When everyone looks over, she will be shy unexpectedly.

"Okay~"

The voice is very small, but it is shy.

Ai Sakurajima put her hand on Yuki Kyono's hand, and then the two continued to walk side by side on the pedestrian street.

The healing power slowly penetrated into Ai Sakurashima's body.

The palms, which serve as direct contact points, the wounds heal quickly.

The faint, tickling feeling spread from the palm, spreading into Ai Sakurajima's heart, and the pink color climbed up the girl's cheeks again.

"Sure enough, it's a ability worthy of Mitsuki Shirakawa's attention..."

Ai Sakurajima looked down and her face turned slightly red, muttering to herself like this.

But Yuki Kyono on the side couldn't hear it clearly.

Yuki Kyono browsed the bustling shops along the street, thinking about the next step of the date. Where should I go?
Chapter completed!