for protecting me." "I was happy to do it ..." "Well, really like?You really hurt yourself doing it. "Oh that little scratch ..." She got up from her pose and sat down next to him on the bench. "The team and I will protest that you shouldn't go! And if that doesn't work, we'll come up with something else! "" I know you mean it nicely; but none of this would make any sense anyway. " "And why? "" My father and my brother live in America, my mother really wants to go there too, so three against one. Do not make the effort. " "Oh man. " "What? "" I don't even recognize you! Actually, you never give up so easily! You try to do everything possible to make it the way you want it! "" But this is a completely different matter. I can't go against my whole family, and now I can't go home either .. "" That's no problem, you just come to me!"" What will your parents think then? "" Oh, that won't be stressful. A little late. Don't we want to go already? "She nodded and they both started walking.

Matsuyama quietly opened the door so that no one could hear that he was already there and shooed Yoshiko up and his room. With quick steps she went upstairs and the gentleman right behind her. She walked into the room and, as if to wait, the walls were covered with football stars, cupboards were crammed with trophies and certificates, and his ball was on the bed. "So you will sleep on my bed and I will sleep on the floor, and no talking back!" She smiled at him and said no to his "please". “Well, we already have that, then all that's missing is your pajamas.” “It's not necessary, I can also sleep in my school uniform.” “It doesn't have to be, right?Oh, I'll go to my parents' bedroom, I'm sure I'll find something for you. "As I said, he also disappeared and Yoshiko already made himself comfortable on the bed, lay down and as if by chance she fell asleep. Matsuyama looked at first a little surprised, but then had to show a smile, took a thick woolen blanket out of the closet and put it on top of it. During this time he tried to make himself a bit comfortable on the floor, with a little more blankets and pillows, but then went to sleep.

The night wasn't what Yoshiko had hoped for. She woke up from the land of dreams in a strong thunderstorm and was trembling all over. Actually, she was never really afraid of weather like this; but when you were with someone else it was a completely different situation. She winced when she heard a loud roar outside, tried to interrogate these noises; but it did not work."Are you scared?" Someone suddenly asked. She turned and saw Matsuyama propping his head with his right hand. She nodded slightly and blushed a bit. He lifted his blanket and fought for her to come to him. A really mean trap, she thought to herself; but moved into his arms. He hugged her a little and Yoshiko continued to hold her ears so as not to have to hear all of this. She was still shaking, Hikaru noticed and tried to calm her down with slow crawl movements on her arm. Finally she fell asleep again, calm and satisfied.

Yoshiko tried to feel with her hand whether Matsuyama was still lying next to her. She felt his body, his arms no longer and was visibly deceived, and got up from the floor with quite a headache and back pain, which should actually be a bed. The sun was shining into the room. It was a very hot summer day again and luckily her mood was a bit happy.She stretched and took another closer look around the room. Yes, the whole thing wasn't a dream, it was reality, she thought to herself. One more reason to be in a better mood. Her things were all crumpled up, her whole hairstyle was in the bucket, but she didn't mind, she just wanted to be around Matsuyama again. Slowly she crept out of the room and tried to look around the house with quick glances until she suddenly heard a whistle from below. It was a familiar and pleasant tune. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the notes of this song ... "Well, already up?" Asked a person. She lifted her eyelids again and in front of her stood Hikaru, who gave her a smile. He handed her a tray of tea and smeared buns. "Is that for me?" She asked a little carefully. "For who else? Actually, I wanted to put it in your room and wait until you wake up; but I can see that you get up early as much as I do."" What time is it? "" Just eight. "" Eight already !? ", she screamed startled and let everything that matsuyama had brought for her fall on the beautiful barquet floor. The plate broke into 1000 pieces and so did the mug. She held her hands in front of her ears and tried not to hear the whole noise A few tears rolled down her face, her eyes were closed, she was so sorry for all of this ... "Calm down again. "He took her very gently in his arms and tried to bring Yoshiko back with light crawling movements on her back. A feeling of warmth and lightness spread through her body. She had never seen her" captain "like this, caring, loving ... Actually had he never really had much to do with her, always only talking about his football and only seeing her as a team supervisor, and now?Now he had become a completely different person, no, he showed his true colors .... She pushed him slightly away and washed the tears from her face with the back of her hand. "I didn't mean to do that, Matsuyama." "Hey, that doesn't matter! It can happen to anyone and how do you say: broken pieces bring luck." He winked at her and Yoshiko gave him a smile. "I'll get a bucket quickly. Wait so long," as quickly as he came, he disappeared back downstairs. Fujisawa has been working for so long, picking up a few broken pieces and putting them in a big pile so that it can be done a little faster. Instead, she cut her palm and started bleeding. The wound burned terribly, she dropped to her knees and cried out in pain. The blood kept spreading and drops fell on the floor."I brought bandages with me. I'll be back ..." Matsuyama took bandage out of a small box and slowly and slowly developed it around her hand. During this very romantic moment she looked at him continuously and didn't even notice that she was blushing a bit. "That had to be enough ..." he whispered to her and stroked her hand with light movements. Suddenly he took it and gently kissed the place where you could feel the pain most, closing his eyes and holding his mouth on her hand for a while. Yoshiko looked at him confused, but enjoyed this moment and her head came closer to his, but instead of coming closer as expected, Matsuyama got up, didn't even look at her and disappeared back downstairs.

Yoshiko went down the stairs barefoot and was quite shocked by Hikaru's appearance. Did he feel more than friendship for her?Why did he even do all this? she wondered, looking at her injured hand. You could hear the clink of the plates and the rush of the water. He was sure to be washing the dishes. She went into the kitchen, which was the first thing that surprised her. A huge kitchen with all the trimmings, a table with six chairs in one corner and a very large refrigerator in the other. "What do you want to eat?" Asked Matsuyama and Yoshiko was brought back from her trance state. He didn't even look at her, his expression was still the same, cold and his thoughts elsewhere. She said no to the question and approached him cautiously: “Can I help you?” Finally, finally he turned around and gave her a pained smile. “I am the host, I do the housework and you enjoy the free time.” “I would like to, I still owe you something."Yoshiko grinned at him and then looked embarrassed on the floor. It was an embarrassing situation for you, whether Hikaru felt the same way? He leaned back against the sink and leaned against it with both arms. A natural pose of his." You know what? "" Huh? Yes what? "" I have something important to you ... "" And? "" Well ... "" Man Matsuyama, don’t talk about the bush! ", she said happily and patted him on the shoulder. Ops, she had now destroyed the whole beautiful moment. She clapped her injured palm on her forehead and she was hurt again." Yoshiko, what's going on with you today ? "She didn't answer, but put her hands in front of her face and let the tears flow freely. Not because of the pain of her wound, but because she probably had to leave Matsuyama forever, which she really didn't want at all."No, it's nothing. I'm just a little tired, slept too little." "Then lie down in bed!" She shook her head and made herself comfortable on a chair. "Nah, I think a shower would help a little more now." He nodded and they both smiled at each other. "I'll just get you something to wear. Would you rather have something from me or from my mom?" "I don't really care; but tell me, where are your parents?" "Oh, they are at work. Come back tonight. Get ready. "Yoshiko got up and first had to find the bathroom before she could shower, but Hikaru showed her the way and she went into the toilet. "Here you have a few things. They should actually be enough." She thanked her, put the stuff on the laundry basket and closed the door. Feeling the water on her body was really good, and the heat awakened her condition and she was slowly becoming more awake.Hikaru went to his room to put away the bedding when he noticed a few drops on the pillow. Yoshiko must have cried again, he thought and held it tight to his chest. He didn't want her to go to America any more than she did. He could hardly imagine not seeing her again, her smile, her eyes, her face, all of this has become so important to him, so ... yes, everyday. He had been happy to see her every day on the soccer field and now should it all be over? No, he didn't want to admit it, he didn't want to lose her ...

"I'm done!", Yoshiko yelled from the bathroom and Hikaru heard the footsteps on the stairs, straight to him. He turned around and couldn't help laughing. "Your mother is just a little taller than me," she said and started laughing the same way. Matsuyama watched them and the