This was the first encounter between Amamiya Souri and Shiraishi Mai. It was not a pleasant experience, but it was also the beginning of a friendship. After solving the bullying incident, they spent a pleasant time, and then parted helplessly.
The memory of the past was a little blurry, and Amamiya Sori's thoughts returned to the present.
It was still Mai Shiraishi's room, and the memory only took a short moment.
Compared to five years ago, the room remained basically unchanged, but Mai Shiraishi looked even more beautiful. On the one hand, as a girl grows up, on the other hand, after becoming an idol, her makeup and outfits become more refined.
Looking at the face so close to her, Amamiya Suga couldn't help but want to reach out and touch her.
Except for the occasional sound of vehicles passing by on the road from the window, the room was so quiet that even turning over seemed violent.
Logically speaking, interacting with the members is a normal thing in Nogizaka.
But this short ten centimeters is like walking on a rugged mountain road with a heavy luggage for Amamiya Shiori.
Stretching out one centimeter is like stepping on dozens of steps. You need to stop, wipe your sweat, and take a rest.
In her eyes, Mai Shiraishi is special.
They are not childhood sweethearts, but they have a closer relationship than other members.
Amamiya Shiori is not a good communicator, nor does she have the energy to have a good relationship with everyone. After work, she is more accustomed to being alone and quiet.
But Mai Shiraishi has the talent to enter Amamiya Shiori's domain anytime, anywhere without any scruples.
She came in and out of Amamiya Shiori's room as casually as she came in and out of her own back garden. She hugged the pillow and sat on Amamiya Shiori's bed, talking about work and anecdotes between the members. She gave her clothes and snacks and cared about her study.
Amamiya Soi does not object to close contact.
Finally, slender fingers slowly caressed Shiraishi Mai's face. Amamiya Sōri pushed her hair back and carefully observed her sleeping face.
The long eyelashes tremble slightly with breathing, and the curved corners of the eyes seem to be smiling; the transparent skin is white and pink, and the mole on the lip is slightly raised.
Mai Shiraishi was defenseless in front of Amamiya Shiori.
Thinking that Shiraishi, who was sometimes cool and sometimes funny, was now as quiet as a sleeping beauty, the corners of Amamiya Shiori's lips curled up slightly.
"Ma Yi, Mai Yang..." He called her name softly, but there was no response.
Amamiya Shiori moved lightly and leaned into Shiraishi Mai's arms. In the fresh fragrance, her mind felt very peaceful and peaceful.
"So sweet..." Mai Shiraishi recalled the sweetness of citrus in her sleep.
Not sure if it was because Amamiya Shiori's movements disturbed her sleep, Shiraishi Mai kicked off the quilt restlessly.
Amamiya Shiori stretched out his hand to pull the quilt. But Mai Shiraishi turned over and half-pressed her underneath her.
"Uh..." Amamiya Sori was a little helpless. Now Shiraishi Mai hugged Amamiya Shiori like a pillow.
The key is that Shiraishi Mai's head is pressed against Amamiya Shiori's neck, and the air of her breath blows on her neck, making Amamiya Shiori feel itchy.
In her sleep, Mai Shiraishi was still mumbling in her sleep, such as "Why hasn't the sugar melted yet?" "I need to eat a lot of ice cream." It took a while before she finally calmed down.
Amemiya glanced at Mai Shiraishi, who was sleeping soundly, as quietly as if nothing had happened just now.
She was still holding the quilt in her hand, but she had no intention of covering Shiraishi Mai with a quilt. Gently plucking Shiraishi's arms and legs, Amamiya Shiori wrapped himself in a quilt, with his back to Shiraishi, as if he wanted to get into the quilt and not come out.
