Self-Esteem War

　　[The feeling of being called senior by a beautiful girl is really great. —— Asada Shinichi]

　　At this time, another famous saying was born from Shinichi's heart.

　　Back on topic.

　　After their initial acquaintance, the two chatted about the Student Council and Shirogane Miyuki, and things gradually became harmonious.

　　After all, the other party was Shirogane's younger sister, so Shinichi deliberately said a few more good things about him, and although Kei didn't really care on the surface, the other party said one or two things that happened to her older brother, but she listened comfortably.

　　Even with that, Shinichi also found that his demeanor gradually changed, becoming more relaxed and comfortable.

　　Thinking of this, Shinichi couldn't hold back his laughter, making Kei tilt her head in doubt.

He didn't know if it was because of a pickpocket or Shirogane, Shinichi found that his first impression on Kei's heart seemed to be quite good. If he continued to develop and needed to borrow some information or contacts from the junior high school in the future maybe he could with her...

　　Although basically useless.

　　After chatting for a while, Kei remembered the main purpose of keeping Shinichi here, put her hands on her knees and bowed her head to him.

　　"Senpai, I'm really sorry for staining your clothes just now!"

　　Shinichi looked at the water stains that were wet on his clothes, and shrugged his shoulders casually.

　　"It's okay, I'll go back and wash it..." He stretched out his hand to stop the other party from taking out the wallet.

　　"I haven't done my laundry outside since the cleaner broke the washing machine five years ago. So don't pay for the laundry, it's useless."

　　This is of course nonsense, Shinichi has no interest in taking money from his juniors for such trivial matters, and he also knows that Shirogane's family is not rich, so a small amount of money can become Shirogane Miyuki's lunch.

　　Asking the other party to buy a drink to end this favor was the best outcome for Shinichi, and there was no need to add to the trouble.

　　"But..." Kei wanted to say something, but Shinichi didn't give her the chance to continue.

　　"It's time for me to go. Where is your friend? Call her and don't leave her again."

　　Sucking the apple juice in one gulp, he stood up, Kei took out a silver handkerchief, raised her head and said to him.

　　"Then at least let me dry it. If I don't take responsibility for what I did wrong, the name of Shuchi'in Academy's Student Council cadre will be bad."

　　Pride.

　　Only children who are not responsible for the mistakes they make, that is, those who avoid mistakes are children! A true adult will face mistakes calmly to maintain it dignity, and try it best to make amends.

　　It is conceivable that Kei, who is 14 years old this year and no longer wants to be thought of as a child, is trying to prove her maturity in this way!

　　Her very persistent appearance bothered Shinichi a bit, and waved his hand.

　　"No, you don't mean it, do you? Drinks are enough to offset this incident, so don't worry too much about it."

　　Pride.

　　Needless to say, Shinichi's masculine pride will never allow a girl he meets for the first time to erase any stains on his body, no matter what the reason is!

　　"Asada Senpai, I also just said that." Kei's voice was a little serious, "Just now it was a thank you reward! It's fine if you don't let me take responsibility for the laundry fee, should you at least accommodate this kind of trivial matter? Please let me be worthy on the basis of my morals!"

　　Pride--

　　"I also said it just now." Shinichi smiled kindly, but his attitude became stiff, "You changed your mind?"

　　Pride--

　　"Why are you so stubborn? Just wipe and clean the stain I made!"

　　Kai was starting to get restless.

　　Pride!

　　"You're the stubborn one, right? If you really want to say it, I'm the one who finished half of the ice cream you ate. Should I pay you for a new one?"

　　Shinichi was getting impatient.

　　Pride!

　　"You are too unreasonable!"

　　Pride--!

　　"I got right."

　　Pride--!

　　At this moment, amidst this completely inexplicable dispute, two people whose pride had been raised up from the bench, stood facing each other, and looked at each other.

　　Even in front of her was a senior she knew not long ago, Kei didn't back down in the slightest.

　　Holding the handkerchief tightly in her hand, she stared at the stains on Shinichi's clothes.

　　Shinichi stared at her, a smirk slowly appearing on his face.

　　"It seems that if I don't let you give up, it will be difficult for me to get out of this shrine…"

　　Kei answered without hesitation: "No, no matter what happens, I can't do anything to Senpai, that would be a crime."

　　(Tsk, it's not funny at all making nonsense like that.)

　　Shinichi clicked his tongue. If he didn't cooperate, it would be too embarrassing for him to role-play himself. He touched his pocket, and found nothing he wanted, then looked around, there happened to be a piece of advertising paper in the alley at the corner.

　　So, under Kei's suspicious gaze, Shinichi walked slowly to the alley, picked up a corner of his clothes that were still wet, and quickly rubbed the corner of the clothes on the advertising paper!

　　(It's not that I don't have hands, even if I don't have a handkerchief with me, can I wipe the water stains off my clothes with advertising paper? It's cute that I need you to serve me)

　　Kei understood her thoughts, and holding her breath against her flat chest, she gritted her teeth.

　　It was just a metaphor just now, but now Shinichi is destroying her pride openly and openly. In such a situation, she couldn't take it anymore!

　　Kei rushed towards Shinichi. Closing the distance, she stretched out her right hand, trying to let the handkerchief touch it before the corner of his shirt rubbed against the advertising paper, even a little bit, it was a victory for her.

　　However, already used to the development of women rushing at him, Shinichi grabbed her right hand with one hand, stopping the handkerchief to the hem of his clothes.

　　At this time, Kei's other hand tightly gripped Shinichi's wrist, obviously only a few centimeters away, the stain was able to be rubbed off, but was stopped by the girl's slender hand which was trembling and could no longer advance an inch.

The atmosphere was tense and dignified, and the two formed a stalemate like this, neither yielding to the other.

　　In this semi-dark alley, Shinichi half leaned against the wall, one hand was Kei's wrist, and the other hand held the corner of the clothes, and was tightly held by Kei's palm.

The two stared at each other.

The breaths of the two parties gradually converged in the alley away from the bustle, as if they were about to kiss each other and a calm and ambiguous atmosphere slowly spread.

　　Although the two of them didn't seem to notice it, their expressions were serious, and they were both thinking about how to make the other party give up their tenacity and achieve their own goals.

　　Yes, it's a war too... A war of pride.

　　But from an outsider's perspective, their current posture was too intimate.

　　*Bang*

　　The sound of something falling to the ground resounded suddenly.

　　Both of them turned to look at where the voice came from before their faces turned red.

　　There, a girl Shinichi knows very well appears.

　　Against the backdrop of a vibrant temple, looking down the alley, the blue-haired girl with a bun on her head covered her mouth in disbelief.

　　Apart from the drawstring bag that fell to the ground, her body swayed slightly, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

　　"A-Asada-san, you—!"