Chapter 20

She was speechless, her head spinning for several seconds before she realized, "...are you shameless, Amamiya-kun?"

Even if he'd just said something about the beautiful scenery, she'd tolerated it.

"It's romantic, isn't it? Doesn't your game have that plot too? I thought you'd like it, Naoko."

She gave him a speechless expression. "What? You mean you're going to play otome games too? I can't tell."

"It's because of you, Naoko. Shouldn't you look touched right now?" He pondered, "And say 'I do,' or something." "

Touched? What's touching about that?" she snapped. "I think you're the one who's been seriously poisoned by those love games."

They stared at each other for a long moment before Amamiya slowly straightened up.

"Forget it," he chuckled, forcing her towards the Ferris wheel. "Come on, Naoko, there's no need to line up right now."

"You're forcing me!"

The guy had long legs, and she had to jog to keep up with him.

"I can't help it, after all, I'm stronger than you."

There weren't many people around, and occasionally someone would cast a curious glance at them—or rather, at Amemiya.

But they were much more friendly than those at the academy, so Naoko simply lowered her head slightly, feeling uncomfortable.

But the next second, a tall figure swooped in front of her, completely shielding her from view.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

As Amemiya had said, the line for the Ferris wheel was short, and they smoothly entered one of the cars, hand in hand.

"I heard that if you kiss at the highest point, you'll meet again in your next life. What do you think, Nao?"

His leg pressed against Naoko, a faint rub, his gaze fixed on her lower lip.

"I thought you were past the age of fairy tales,"

Amemiya blinked, his deep pupils seeming to draw him in. He spoke softly,

"Sometimes, believing in fairy tales is simply because we're powerless. After all, there are many problems that even Tomie Amemiya can't solve." "

He glanced out the window, the dazzling sunlight hit his face, and that dizzyingly beautiful face seemed strange for a moment.

"Hey, Naoko, we're almost at the highest point, come and kiss." Without waiting for her to ask, he held her face with both hands, and at the same time, he couldn't wait to move closer.

There was really no romance at all.

The car was very quiet, and something was beating rapidly. I don't know if it was her heart or Amemiya's.

Boom boom boom, boom boom boom.

Amemiya's kiss was very gentle, without any erotic meaning. The warm tip of his tongue traced the line of her lips tirelessly, as if to remember every texture of it.

He put his hand against Naoko's forehead, pulled up her hand, and pressed it against his chest.

"It's my heart that's beating. Can Naoko feel it too? "

Rapid and vivid."

She was dizzy from the kiss and only responded softly. In a trance, he seemed to say something else, but she didn't hear it clearly.

But when she asked again, he was no longer willing to answer.

"Didn't you say we were going to ride a roller coaster? Let's go, Naoko."

After riding two roller coasters, she still didn't feel anything, but Amemiya was so weak that he leaned against the wall and vomited violently. His face was pale and it looked like

he was going to faint on the ground in the next second. She patted his back worriedly and whispered, "Hey, if you can't ride it, don't pretend to be rich... I won't make fun of you."

"Ha, Naoko, you really are... a master of making sarcastic remarks." He held her hand in his back and squeezed it, "On the first date, of course we have to be inseparable."

"Is that the word used? "

Hearing this, Amemiya stood up straight, as if ready to scold her, but as soon as he met her bright round eyes, most of his anger was released, and he just snorted coldly.

Naoko patted his back and suggested: "Why don't you go to the bathroom to deal with it."

His face was as white as paper, but he finally forced himself to remind her: "Then you wait for me here, don't go far, okay? Naoko."

Are you treating her like a child again? She waved her hand casually, indicating that she could take care of herself.

In fact, she wanted to ride the roller coaster again. After all, it seemed that there were not many opportunities to come to the amusement park. She didn't want to go out all the time, it was hot and crowded.

But thinking of Amemiya-kun's pitiful appearance, she gave up the idea and took the initiative to buy a bottle of mineral water and a pack of tissues from the small shop next to her.

However, the mineral water in the amusement park is too expensive!

She was dumbfounded and couldn't help but count on her fingers. This small bottle of water actually took her two whole days. pocket money...

Never mind, why not drink this bottle with Amemiya-kun.

After all, they have already kissed, right?

After thinking about it, she still felt reluctant to spend the money. She was planning to save her pocket money to buy that new game.

Otherwise, she would reimburse Amemiya later...

Anyway, he didn't care about such a small amount of money at all.

When Naoko reluctantly returned to the place with the bottle of water, she didn't see Amemiya. She called him several times but no one answered.

Normally, Amemiya wouldn't be like this.

She sent a message:

"Amemiya-kun, are you not feeling well yet? I'll be waiting for you at the door."

About ten minutes later, Amemiya, with disheveled hair, walked out of the bathroom step by step, and the rabbit headband on his head was gone.

His face was pale green, and blood was dripping down his trouser legs.

"Amemiya-kun? You are too slow..." She just started to complain when she was frightened by his bloody arm. She reached out and poked it carefully, "You are bleeding so much! What happened?"

"I met a damn "rat." "Amemiya took the tissue from her hand, wiped it on his arm casually, and cursed fiercely with gritted teeth.

It was all blood.

The bright red blood soaked his white school uniform, outlining his clear muscle contours, but Naoko had no intention of appreciating it at the moment.

"Are you going to call the police? Amemiya-kun, it must be very painful... Are you, are you okay? I'll take you to the hospital now, okay? "

With this amount of bleeding, will...will I die?

Before this, she had never thought about the question of "What if Amamiya-kun died?", but now she suddenly realized that she could not lose Amamiya-kun at all.

Their entire lives before this had been so tightly intertwined that she could not imagine life without him.

She was about to cry.

His eyes moved around her face, and he seemed very satisfied with her attitude. Just before she burst into tears, he chuckled inexplicably.

"Ha, Naoko, you make that expression too?" He casually raised his hand and helped her straighten the devil horns on her head. "Calling the police won't help. It's just a minor injury. It'll heal soon anyway."

"Amamiya-kun, are you okay? How can this be a minor injury?!" Her eyes were red, and she forcefully pulled him a few steps. "I'll take you to the hospital."

Amamiya, who didn't know what he was thinking, chuckled behind her and teased him as usual, "Oh, our Naoko, you can be tough sometimes."

She was angry. "You can still laugh now? You're dying! Can you be serious sometimes? If you die, what will I do?"

This anxious cry left them both stunned.

Naoko came to her senses, her face already red, and she quickly turned away, avoiding his sight.

"Naoko."

She didn't move.

"It's just a minor injury." He stretched out his arms, turned her around, raised his hand, and showed her the coin-sized wound.

"How could such a minor wound bleed so much..." Naoko paused before she could finish her rebuttal.

Because as he said, it was really just a minor wound - even though his arm was covered in blood and even his uniform shirt was soaked.

Amemiya took out two pieces of paper and wiped her tears.

Perhaps trying to comfort Naoko, he changed the subject to a lighter one: "

By the way, I think I should go to the gym. That way, I can protect you, Naoko. Is it too late to start now?"

She was certainly not in the mood to chat with him about these trivial matters at the moment. She looked at his arm back and forth several times in disbelief.

But she didn't find anything unusual.

"How could such a minor wound bleed so much?" she cried anxiously. "Could it be... someone else's? Amemiya-kun, I think we should turn ourselves in. That way, we might get a lighter sentence."

"Huh?" Amemiya was silent for a moment before suddenly wrapping his arms around her neck from behind and tucking her into his embrace, like a flamboyant peacock. "

Are you worried about me, Naoko-chan? You look especially adorable like this."

The smell of blood mixed with his delicate fragrance filled her nostrils, making her want to vomit.

His stilted voice hummed in her mind, and several gloomy images tangled before her eyes. She subconsciously murmured,

"Amemiya-kun, don't die, okay?"

Her heart felt like it was being squeezed, and for a moment, the pain was so severe that she could barely breathe.

Images flashed before her eyes like a kaleidoscope: sometimes a young girl crying, sometimes Amemiya's face submerged in the lake...

Just before she fainted, a sharp snap of fingers rang in her ears, and Naoko snapped awake.

When she turned around, she saw Amemiya's slightly frowning face.

He gently stroked her face with his bloody hand, his expression a little cold: "Can you be distracted at this time?"

She took a few short breaths and shook her head: "I feel a little uncomfortable, Amemiya-kun, can we go home first?"

"Ha, but this is a date."

The bloody smell was still lingering around, and looking at his nonchalant face, Naoko instinctively felt uneasy.

She wanted to escape, to hide Amemiya, anything was fine.