Playing house in the anime world

In the end, everyone agreed to go to the kendo field together on the weekend to watch the fun, and by the way, they could also visit the dessert shop recommended by Gojo Satoru on the way.

Even Akashi Seijuro came to join in the fun, but Gojo Aiko always felt that he might have actually learned kendo.

The main thing is that he looks like he knows everything.

Moreover, as the eldest son of a wealthy family, it is normal for him to have more skills.

Especially for more traditional large families, they will more or less learn some skills with a long history, such as kendo.

However, although the name "Akagi Seijuro" is very traditional, Gojo Aiko feels that the Akashi Zaibatsu is most likely not a traditional family like the Gojo family, which is rigid and conservative.

Because judging from Akashi Seijuro's usual dress and behavior habits, the environment he lives in should be quite open, or at least he has received an elite education that is more Western-style.

If you think about it from this perspective, perhaps compared to kendo, the specialty he learned is more likely to be... violin, piano, or equestrianism?

Perhaps it was because Gojo Aiko's curious look was too obvious, Akashi Seijuro slowed down and walked side by side with Gojo Aiko.

"Do you have any questions, Gojo-san?"

Gojo Aiko was about to say no, but suddenly she was face to face with Akashi Seijuro at close range, and she suddenly had a strange sense of déjà vu.

"you……"

Gojo Aiko paused.

Deja vu, deja vu... Wait! Alien robots!

The alien robot I met yesterday looked like Akashi Seijuro?!

Could it be that... the Akashi family is secretly researching some kind of artificial intelligence technology? !

Then they used the technology they developed to create a robot based on Akashi Seijuro's appearance?!

This is of course impossible.

Aiko Gojo gave a thumbs up to her own creative thinking.

But getting back to the point, since the two look so similar, maybe...

"Excuse me, does Akashi-kun really have no brothers or sisters?" Gojo Aiko asked seriously.

Akashi Seijuro was about to say that they had clearly discussed this issue before, and of course he had no brothers or sisters.

But seeing Gojo Aiko's serious expression, he began to hesitate.

Isn't the question she asked actually just a superficial one?

what does that mean?

What was the question hinting at, or had she simply forgotten their previous conversation about siblings?

"I... am an only child." Akashi Seijuro answered tentatively.

Then he saw Gojo Aiko looking very disappointed.

"What's wrong?" Akashi Seijuro still couldn't understand why she asked this question.

"Actually... I went to the supermarket yesterday and met a weird guy. He looked like you! But his hair was not red, but pink..."

Gojo Aiko looked at Akashi Seijuro expectantly. If they were not brothers or sisters, they could be ordinary relatives.

Akashi Seijuro thought about it, but unfortunately, there was no one with pink hair among Akashi's relatives. Their family had red hair inherited from their ancestors.

But he looks a lot like him...

Akashi Seijuro remembered something that had long been buried in his memory.

"When I was a child... I once saw a report in the newspaper." Akashi Seijuro stopped, and Gojo Aiko also stopped.

"The story is about a kindergarten kid playing rock-paper-scissors with his teacher... He won hundreds of games in a row. I can't remember exactly how many games he won, but he never lost."

The abnormalities on the part of Akashi Seijuro and Gojo Aiko finally attracted the attention of others.

The people walking in front initially saw Akashi Seijuro chatting with Gojo Aiko and thought they were discussing something important.

But seeing that they kept chatting and even stopped later, everyone couldn't resist their curiosity and wanted to come over to listen to what they were talking about.

As soon as I got there, I heard some explosive news.

“Never lost?”

"Hundreds of games?!"

"real or fake?!"

"How did I not hear it being said?"

Seeing everyone gathered around, Akashi Seijuro said helplessly, "I was very young at that time, and it seemed that this matter was suppressed by someone. There weren't many follow-up reports, so I can't remember the specific details."

"But..." Akashi Seijuro looked at Gojo Aiko, "The reason I remembered this incident is because the little boy in the report looks a lot like me."

"Hey, hey, hey? You're not talking about yourself, are you?" Aomine Daiki felt that Akashi Seijuro looked like the kind of person who could win hundreds of rounds of rock-paper-scissors in a row.

"Ah? What? Akagi can win hundreds of rounds of rock-paper-scissors in a row? I want to try it too." This is Murasakibara Atsushi who was not listening to others carefully.

Akashi Seijuro quickly shook his head: "No, it's really not me. I remember that the little boy in the report was a few years younger than me, but he did look a lot like me. He looked almost exactly like me in the photo, but it seems that... the hair color is a little different."

He couldn't remember the exact color of the boy's hair.

But when he heard Gojo Aiko say that the person who looked very similar to him had pink hair, he subconsciously thought that maybe the rock-paper-scissors prodigy in the report was the same person Gojo Aiko was talking about.

He always felt that the boy in the photo he saw in the newspaper when he was a child might have pink hair, but it had been so long that he couldn't remember the details.

"How magical...by the way, what were you talking about just now?" Momoi Satsuki imagined a Q version of Akashi Seijuro playing rock-paper-scissors with someone, and they played hundreds of rounds until dark, and it seemed that Akashi Seijuro never let his opponent win a single round.

Bah! No, what is Akashi Seijuro? He should be... a genius at rock-paper-scissors?

Are there really people in the world who look exactly the same?

Maybe it exists, but it may be difficult for two people to meet.

So what on earth did Aiko-chan talk about with Akashi-kun that made me think of the magical news I saw when I was a child? !

"I met someone who looked a lot like Akashi-kun, and I thought it was his brother or sister or relative or something like that." Gojo Aiko didn't dare to say that she suspected she met an "alien robot" because she knew the possibility of that was very slim.

"Ah? Could it be the person in the news? Was his name reported in the newspapers that year?" Tao Jing Satsuki suddenly became curious.

"I don't remember it anymore. Even if I did, it would be difficult to find this person based on a name."

And Akashi Seijuro has his own guess about this matter.

He believes that anyone who can win hundreds of rounds of rock-paper-scissors in a row is undoubtedly a genius, as long as he is not doing it on purpose.

However, there was no further news about him afterwards. It is very likely that his family suppressed the news in order to protect him.

Such a genius has remained silent for so many years, which means that his family may hope that he can live a peaceful life like an ordinary person. In this case, it is best not to disturb him.

Anyway, Gojo Aiko was probably just curious about why this person looked so much like him and suspected that she was his relative. It should be enough to satisfy her curiosity to this extent.

Aiko Gojo also felt that her curiosity was indeed satisfied.

If the alien robot is really the child prodigy reported in the newspaper, then there is a reasonable explanation for his unique dress.

Because there is only a fine line between genius and madness, who knows what a smart person is thinking? Maybe he deliberately dressed like this because he likes it.

It is also possible that he is cosplaying as an alien.

But if she has the chance to meet him again next time, Aiko Gojo will definitely rush up to ask for his contact information!

Her intuition told her that it was necessary to do so.

Although she didn't know why.

But I just have an inexplicable feeling that "if I had his contact information in my phone, I would feel at ease."

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