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Luminous Spring Ch 3 -Ai Ore-
Fortunately Mizuki had gained consciousness after a while, and had positioned herself upright on the bed next to Akira, who was fixing her a plate of food. "How long was I out like that?" Her voice was uneasy as she gazed at Akira, whose innocent face glowed happily. However, beneath that innocent surface lurked something far more complex.
"Umm " he muttered, thinking. "I didn't look at the clock, but I'd guess about a half hour maybe." His tone was indifferent as he spoke, handing her the plate carefully. "I reheated it while you slept, so it should be just as tasty as when I had some earlier." He explained, smiling at Mizuki's thoughtful expression.
A long while passed in silence, Mizuki nibbling at the meal and blushing at Akira's gaze. Compared to the thought of his embrace, the chicken seemed uninteresting, although her stomach told her otherwise as it ceased its growls and complaints. She was finished quickly, and set the plate aside.
Leaning forward, she did something he ha
Luminous Spring Ch 1 -Ai Ore-
"Akira-Kun, what are your plans for Spring Vacation? Are you and the rest of Blue Rosen taking a trip to the natural hot spring? I hear they go every year because Momo-Sama's family owns that land. They have a cabin there, right beside the private spring, as well as a sports center, cardio and fitness gym, swimming pool, sauna, massage and makeover center, theatre, a fine arts hall, and a natural winding trail through the mountainside." The girl wore an excited expression as she went on, probably dreaming of the natural spring enviously.
"I haven't heard anything from Mizuki-Chan yet." He replied, resting his forehead in the palm of his hand as he leaned over an outdoor lunch table. "I've been so busy studying at Dankaisan to really have time to talk to her. The band has put off performing until after the vacation period that starts the day after next." He explained, twirling a silky chocolate strand of hair around his nimble finger slowly.
"I see. She's coming this way now, so maybe y
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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