Okita stretched his body, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Just now, he had successfully angered Hijikata again, and he was not surprised to see his angry face.

He put on the blindfold and thought about which Hijikata's body he should start counting.

It seemed that he had already counted to 4021.

He tilted his head and was about to lie down on the bed.

At this moment, a loud sound of the door being kicked was heard. Okita pushed up the blindfold helplessly and said slowly, "Hijikata, is your masochism acting up?" However, when he saw who it was, he was slightly stunned.

"Okita Senpai."

A smile appeared on Ando's face, and his tone was gentle.

In contrast, the door lock behind her was shaky.

Okita curled his lips and looked at her calmly with his arms crossed in front of his chest.

She was teased in the morning, and she could not hide the hatred in her eyes. She even called him "Okita Senpai", and now she pretended to be gentle and called him "Okita Senpai".

Even he did not understand Ando's thoughts this time.

"Okita Senpai, you actually care about me a lot, right?"

Ando said casually, turned around and locked the door before walking closer to him.

The dim yellow light added an ambiguous expression to Ando's face. Okita put down his arm and looked at Ando who was getting closer and closer to him. His heart could not help but beat faster.

In the quiet night, in the enclosed space, he and Ando were alone.

"You want to protect the perfect image of Masahiro Ando in my heart? Okita Senpai, are you that afraid of me being sad?"

She stopped less than five centimeters in front of him and looked at his red eyes with a pair of crystal clear black eyes.

Okita felt guilty as if his inner thoughts were exposed, so he looked away.

"You lied to me and told me the truth, but you're telling the truth too, aren't you?" Ando didn't give up and stood in front of him again.

If she played hide and seek with Okita, who expressed his feelings awkwardly, she would definitely be fooled by his treacherous thoughts.

Since that was the case, if they wanted to "defeat" him, they couldn't act within his area of advantage.

"You think too much." Okita simply moved the blindfold over his eyes, no matter how much she shook it in front of his eyes.

"I'm going to sleep. Good night." He lay on the bed and covered himself with the quilt.

"Senior Okita, have you ever heard of this saying?" Ando sat by his bed and said slowly, "When a boy closes his eyes, he wants someone to kiss him."

Okita sat up abruptly, pushed off the blindfold, and stared at her blankly, his handsome cheeks slightly red.

Ando's smile widened. She had guessed correctly. Although he had ways to deal with girls, if the other party was a little more explicit, his performance might not be as good as Shinbachi's.

Ando's guess was well-founded.

Okita didn't treat boys and girls differently. Perhaps in his eyes, people were divided into the strong and the weak, unlike Hijikata and the others who were divided into men and women.

Okita, who had this kind of thinking, not only had he never been in a relationship before, but he was also relatively inexperienced in dealing with this kind of relationship.

Of course, Ando also didn't have any experience in a relationship, but as long as she used the method of a boy chasing a girl to deal with Okita, it should be enough, right?

That was what she thought, and that was how she put it into practice. Reality proved that the effect was pretty good.

"Senior Okita, you're so cute."

While he was in a daze, she leaned towards him and kissed his lips.

A warm and soft feeling entered her brain, and Ando closed her eyes to feel his slightly rapid breathing.

Her brain was a mess, and her heart was beating fast and disorderly.

Although her tone was relaxed, her heart wasn't relaxed at all.

She was actually a little afraid that Okita would take out Kikuichi and cut her in half.

It was Okita who opened his mouth first, but she couldn't help but want to escape.

The only scenario she had in mind was to confess and strengthen the kiss, and after he was stunned, she would succeed. But she actually forgot how to end it after she succeeded.

She opened her eyes.

His eyes were closed, and his slightly raised eyelashes were right in front of her.

Soft chestnut hair touched her forehead, and she couldn't help but raise her hand to touch his head.

It was as soft as she imagined. She closed her eyes again, and enjoyed the intertwining of their lips.

After who knows how long, Okita finally let go of her.

She was a little reluctant to leave his arms, and she licked her lips as she reminisced.

Since she had already taken advantage of him, she wanted to see how he would react.

First kiss, this was her first kiss. As an innocent little boy, Okita -senpai's expression should be quite interesting when he gets angry.

She looked at him with a smile in her eyes, but he wasn't as angry as she thought.

Eh?

Was there something wrong with the script?

She blinked her eyes hard.

"Okita -senpai, aren't you angry that you lost your first kiss?"

"Ando, I couldn't tell that you were so brave."

Okita was indeed Okita. He could quickly find his advantage in an unfamiliar field, and use the best way to counterattack. "Using your first kiss as a bargaining chip to attack me, it seems that I have to return the favor."

He held her waist and pulled her close to his chest. He lowered his head, and the tip of his nose almost touched hers.

His crimson eyes were like a pool of water at this moment, carrying a mysterious power that could bewitch people.

Her eyelashes trembled, and alarm bells rang in her heart. She struggled to escape, but he held her so tightly that she couldn't escape.

For the first time, she deeply understood how to write the word "courting death".

"Go, Okita -senpai."

Ando stuck out her tongue, wanting to lick her lips to relieve the nervousness in her heart, but Okita was too close to her. She was afraid that she would lick him.

No, that wasn't right. What was she afraid of? She was clearly the one who was attacking!

"Ando, do you like me?"

Okita's calm voice had a hint of seriousness. "Didn't I tell you before that liking a country warrior has no future?"

"Okita -senpai might have forgotten that I am also a country warrior." Ando blinked and replied.

Okita let go of her and laughed.

A sorrowful atmosphere suddenly enveloped his entire body. Ando hugged him tightly.

"Okita -senpai, the past can be remembered, the future can be looked forward to, cherish the present."

He gently stroked her back, and said in a tone that she didn't understand, "Don't worry, I'm not Hijikata, that bastard."

It was back to the question at the beginning.

What kind of grudge did he have with Hijikata that made him respect and hate him so much?

Ando naturally didn't dare to ask, she only hoped that she could solve her doubts in the future.

But she still didn't understand, did she succeed in her revenge against Okita?