He also didn’t refuse, he simply asked back with a question.
Shen Gu Mirai finally spoke up, her voice low as she said,
"I... have never cared about that kind of thing..."
"Is that so? Then, Mirai, did you also grow out your hair for ?"
"...Yes."
Shen Gu Mirai admitted it.
The ti she had t Beichuan Si was in the winter.
Back then, she had short hair, a neat and tidy short haircut.
But lately, she had seen many comnts online stating that boys tended to prefer long hair—
Although there was no scientific basis, Shen Gu Mirai had decided to try and grow her hair out anyway.
To be honest, the days of growing her hair out had also been quite a struggle for Shen Gu Mirai.
Only girls would understand the hassle of having long hair.
Long hair easily collected dust, and after a shower, it had to be gently combed to smooth it out, otherwise, the hair might split and look a tangled ss.
Plus, Shen Gu Mirai had had short hair her entire life, so growing it out was especially uncomfortable for her.
Now her hair had grown to her shoulders, not extrely long, but it was no longer the short hair she had before.
In order to make herself look presentable, Shen Gu Mirai had invested a lot of effort into her hair.
Thinking about this, Shen Gu Mirai couldn’t help but ask,
"Mr. Temple, do you like it? Long hair."
Beichuan Si did not hesitate much, "It’s beautiful."
He neither said he liked it nor that he disliked it, but this straightforward complint had made Shen Gu Mirai bury her head once again.
Seeing her like this, Beichuan Si fell back into thought.
In fact, if Shen Gu Mirai beca his girlfriend, Beichuan Si would definitely not allow her to enter such dangerous situations again.
At least, Beichuan Si would not permit it.
This ti Beichuan Si pondered even longer than before.
Shen Gu Mirai carefully moved her right hand and found that Beichuan Si was not using much strength, as if he was resting it on her hand to reassure her.
Her face blushed as she covered Beichuan Si’s hand with her other hand.
Just this small gesture already made her very happy.
But Mr. Temple was thinking about a problem.
"I understand now," Beichuan Si suddenly spoke.
He turned his gaze towards Shen Gu Mirai, watching her quietly.
It seed Shen Gu Mirai felt it.
The answer she had always wanted to hear...
Now Beichuan Si was about to tell her.
But what if Beichuan Si rejected her?
The re possibility sent Shen Gu Mirai into a panic.
What to do?!
Could that really happen?
At least from Mr. Temple’s expression, she could not discern anything!
What do I do, what do I do, what do I do, what do I do?!
Although it had been said many tis, it needs to be said again.
All reason had fled from Shen Gu Mirai’s brain, leaving only emotion.
Thinking about the possibility of Beichuan Si rejecting her, she stood up abruptly.
Standing stiffly!
Like a robot that had suddenly been charged with electricity.
She said loudly, "I, I just rembered I have so things to do! Mr. Temple! We can talk about this later!"
After leaving that phrase behind, Shen Gu Mirai didn’t hesitate any longer, not looking at Beichuan Si’s face, she ran to the door, swiftly changed her shoes, and with a slam, she shut the door behind her and fled.
"..." Beichuan Si.
Watching Shen Gu Mirai’s retreating back, Beichuan Si’s expression didn’t change much.
He was silent for a while before shaking his head, "Do we still need ti?"
Speaking these words, he slowly pulled out a neat and tidy form from under the coffee table.
The form read as follows:
"Instructions for filling out this form:"
"Do not use pencil or easily erasable ink."
"Please prepare this application form in advance; it can be submitted on the day of the wedding ceremony or the day you begin living together. It can also be submitted on holidays."
"If the form is submitted to a ward office in Tokyo, then only one application form is needed. (If the form is filled out for other places, please confirm with the local staff when submitting.)"
"If the application form is submitted to an office that is not in the area of residence registration, then a residence booklet or a complete household registration statent is required."
Below that, there were items to be filled out, such as witnesses, signatures, seals, addresses, place of origin, and so on.
This form was accompanied by an application form.
As for what was written on this form—
"It seems we still have plenty of ti, let’s take it slow," Beichuan Si thought about Shen Gu Mirai’s expression just now and calmly put away the two forms, stretching lazily.
By the way...
Beichuan Si looked at the white purse that had fallen onto the couch.
This was the item Shen Gu Mirai had forgotten in her hasty escape.
Beichuan Si held it in his hand and decided it would be better to go out and return the item to Shen Gu Mirai.
He leisurely changed his shoes, exited the door, and walked towards the Shinkai’s house.
...
"Huff, huff, huff..." Shen Gu Mirai had never felt her stamina to be this good.
It seed like in the blink of an eye, she had run from the Beichuan Si’s house to her own.
But she didn’t think that was sothing to be praised for.
On the contrary, she felt that leaving Beichuan Si behind so abruptly was utterly unreasonable.
And moreover—
"I forgot to take my bag too..." Shen Gu Mirai wanted to cry but had no tears.
She wasn’t worried about the little money inside.
But her cell phone was also in there.
It wasn’t that she was worried about Beichuan Si looking through her private stuff, but rather that she wouldn’t be able to answer calls from her parents, which would easily make them worry.
And after all, why did she run away?
If Beichuan Si didn’t like her, he would probably have told her directly, right? He simply wouldn’t bother thinking about it!
After all, she had been with him for such a long ti!!!
Now that she had cald down, Shen Gu Mirai only felt like she had been an idiot and a fool just a mont ago.
If she could handle the situation now, would she have ended up running out of her house?
But... if you ask her to go back to Beichuan Si now, her heart still rejects the idea.
Without any reason.
A girl’s heart doesn’t need any reasons.
If she were to face Beichuan Si again, she would rather go to Rain Hall once more right away.
Shen Gu Mirai entered her ho dejectedly, opened the door to her room, and from the bottom drawer of her desk, she pulled out a pink notebook.
Looking at this notebook filled with a variety of ghost story investigations, Shen Gu Mirai couldn’t help but hug it to her chest and lie down on the bed.
She muttered softly:
"Mr. Temple... Mr. Temple... Mr. Temple..."
Mr. Temple—
It was highly likely that Beichuan Si had feelings for her... this was the conclusion she could reach through calm reasoning.
But even with ninety-nine percent certainty, Shen Gu Mirai felt she lacked the courage to stay by Beichuan Si’s side and hear him say the answer.
Because of that one percent...
That one percent chance of sothing happening was sothing Shen Gu Mirai didn’t want to happen at any cost.
Mouchi Stone... Mirror Apartnt... Xucha High School... Rain Hall...
As Shen Gu Mirai lay on the bed, curled up, tears fell uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes.
"Mr. Temple..."
Knock knock knock.
A tapping sound ca from the balcony outside her room.
The crisp sound made Shen Gu Mirai snap back to reality.
But this was the second floor?!
Was it a thief?
Shen Gu Mirai propped herself up and turned to look towards the balcony.
Beichuan Si was standing outside on the balcony, calmly looking at her.
"Mr. Temple?!"
Shen Gu Mirai was sowhat at a loss.
She hastily got out of bed, slipped on her shoes, and ca to the balcony door, opening it.
"Here’s your bag." Beichuan Si didn’t say anything else but just handed over the small handbag into Shen Gu Mirai’s hands.
Shen Gu Mirai took the handbag in surprise:
"Mr. Temple... did you co all this way to bring my handbag?"
Beichuan Si shook his head and said, "There’s sothing else I wanted to tell you."
"What is it?"
Shen Gu Mirai tensed up and asked instinctively.
She was ntally prepared.
But Beichuan Si just looked at her, knocking on her head expressionlessly and said, "Don’t be too hasty."
Don’t be too hasty?
As Shen Gu Mirai, who was deep in thought, just about to look up to ask again.
She found that the balcony was empty.
Beichuan Si had already left without her knowing.
But...
The aning behind those words just now—
Shen Gu Mirai clutched her bag tightly, feeling as if the worries that had been troubling her were now far away.
Was it a ninety-nine percent chance?
Or—
One hundred percent?
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