[Black Basket Akashi] Psycho

The author has something to say: I really can't write about normal human love...

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In a luxurious villa, servants are busy walking around.To welcome their new day.They drew back huge curtains to let light in from the gold-rimmed windows.In the kitchen, hurried servants hurriedly prepared breakfast for the masters of the house.These things have been measured and calculated many times.The hostess walked into the kitchen in a red casual dress to watch the servants.

In another room, a man with red hair and red eyes was sitting at the desk sorting out documents. He was so serious that he even forgot about the golden retriever passing by.He picked up the letter which was lying on the foot of the table.

"Kikuchi-kun," he said.A black-haired serious middle-aged man walked in the door, "Turn him down. My father can't stand these people 'examining' my mother anymore."

"I see." The man took the envelope and looked at the "Charles Thompson (Charles Thompson)" on it

"Sir!" A young man rushed into the red-haired man's study.

"what?"

"He...Master Seijuro, he just..."

"!"

After the burial in the cemetery, the red-haired man walked to the entrance of the cemetery under the leadership of the bodyguards.A foreigner with brown hair stood at the gate of the cemetery.When the foreigner saw the red-haired man, he went up to stop him.

"Wait a minute, I wrote you a month ago and five letters before. Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Charles Thompson. I am a reporter and writer, but I have lived in Japan for many years Yes. Please give me some time."

"..." The red-haired man glanced at Charles, walked around him and was about to ignore him and leave.

"Please wait!" Charles chased after him, "I adore your mother so much! At least tell me something about her."

"There are already several biographies on the market, please don't pester me any more."

"I want to know her real life."

"This is impossible."

"Don't you want everyone to know her past? Or don't you know?"

"..."

The red-haired man left Charles, got into the limousine, and left the cemetery.

Charles just had lunch, and in his spare time, he prefers to read the newspaper.Since he had nothing to do, he picked up today's newspaper and looked at the news waiting for it.

After a while, the doorbell rang, and it was a postman who pressed it.He went downstairs and took the letter.The sender on the letter is Mr. Seishi Akashi. Charles took the letter, hurried upstairs, returned home, and opened the letter...

01

This is a luxurious house.I've never been in such a person's home.They never invite people like me here for parties or chats.

The golden hall looked very luxurious, with only a gleam of light peeking out from the uncovered curtains.The maid saw that I seemed to be concerned about the light, so she ran over and opened the curtains, and then recovered with a tense face, "I'm sorry, the master ordered it."

"It's okay...excuse me, how long do I have to wait?"

"I'll ask again." The maid smiled and bowed, then hurriedly walked to the wing.She must be new here, I guess.

After she left, I just wandered around the room.It includes three huge figure oil paintings hanging beside the stairs, and a total of six landscape and figure oil paintings on both sides of the hall.In the center of the hall, of course, is the portrait of Akashi Seishi.On both sides are portraits of his wife, Ms. Ritsuko, and her son, Mr. Seiki.

As for the three portraits on both sides of the hall, including the portrait of Mr. Akashi Seishi's father, Mr. Akashi Seijuro.

I knew the maid was back when I heard the echo of footsteps.I didn't continue looking at the portrait, turned around, and I smiled, "Why don't you hang the portrait of Mr. Zhengshi's mother?"

"I don't know." The maid bowed, "The master said to take you to the study."

That's right, how would a maid know?

I followed the maid to the side room on the first floor. After she opened the door, she stepped back and left.After opening the door, I found that on the wall facing the door, there was a portrait of Mr. Zheng Shi's mother.

Mrs. Akashi in the portrait has a cold face, not a loving mother at all.She laughs a lot.In Mr. Kurita Hiroki's biography about her, there was such a description.

【She always looks innocuous, but she values ​​her own existence more than anyone else.She laughs a lot, but very rarely when she actually laughs. 】

I've never had a good look at her.On the set, I have seen her appearance several times.But memory is far from the inspiration of portraits and photos.In the painting, the lady is seated in a folding chair with a camera next to her, her legs folded and one hand resting on her chin.The short, white and warm yellow hair did not cover the dark red eyes.

"That's the portrait of my mother painted by the painter Miss Grassland." I could hear Mr. Zhengshi's voice, and turned to look at him quickly.He smiled, walked up to me, and pointed to the painting, "This painting is fictional. It was drawn by Miss Prairie based on her memories. She turned out to be a good friend of my mother."

"I'm sorry to disturb you at this time," I hurriedly exchanged greetings, "Mr. Akashi Seijuro passed away just a month ago, and I came to disturb you. I'm really sorry."

Akashi Seishi, the son of Mr. Akashi Seijuro, has dual nationality of the United States and Japan, and runs Akashi International. One of his most famous things is that he brought down the Yagi consortium and later bought it.He has red hair and red eyes.

"I'm also very sorry. I treated you a little badly that day. Because after my mother died, people who wanted to investigate her flocked. My father was also questioned a few times, but I didn't want him to be pressed. "

Mr. Zhengshi invited me to sit with him on the sofa on the left side of the study.As soon as we sat down, the maid came in with a tray.On the tray are teapots and cups.After she put the things on the table, she turned and left.

Mr. Zhengshi poured tea for me, "My parents lived very comfortably in their later years. That surprised me because, when I was young, I thought they would definitely get divorced. They didn't quarrel...but once, It's very powerful, I think my mother has the urge to divorce."

Mr. Zheng Shi laughed, as if he just laughed off this matter and was not going to talk about it in depth.Perhaps, this incident made him very sad, so he didn't want to face it.

"Thank you." I said.I picked up the tea tray and took a sip of tea, "I think their marriage must be very happy, especially when I saw the two of them walking the red carpet together. They had a lot of smiles."

"Not all." He also picked up the teacup, "My mother is very ambitious. I bet, she didn't even want me. Giving birth to me may be the most painful thing for her, whether it is physical or Psychologically."

What he said was so calm that I doubted my eyes a little bit.As if sensing my surprise, he returned to smiling.

"However, she still loves me very much. She is a very attractive person, especially when she was young." Mr. Zhengshi pushed a notebook in front of me, "This is my father's memoir. After his death, I dared to read it. It's written about him and my mother. Please read it, or if you like, I can tell you."

"...Please tell me, this is a rare opportunity."

"I think father will be angry." He smiled.

"Where's your father?" I asked.

"Ah, he is a very scary person. Hehe, this is what his friends said. In the eyes of outsiders, he is really scary, and no one dares to oppose him. However, my mother said..."

[She is sitting in a rocking chair, reading a novel.Then, she looked up, "What? Seijuro?"

she laughs.

"His eyes can see through everything. I can never lie in front of him, so I am a super troublesome person. But, it is because of this that I dare to trust him."]

I held the teacup in surprise, not daring to put it down or pick it up.

"I've seen your mother's movies," I said tremblingly, "every one. Livealife included."

"I've watched it too, every one of them." He looked regretful, "Because apart from our relationship, she is the person I admire the most in my life, not one of them."

"..."

My mother met my father in middle school.To be more specific, my mother watched him play in middle school.My mother admired my father's courage, so she went to his high school... This is what she told me, but this diary says differently.

When my mother was in middle school, it was different from now.She is colder and keeps people at a distance, a bit like a copy of her father.But not quite.

When she was in high school, she showed excellent directing talent.My father said that at that time, even the seniors had to be overwhelmed by the mother's talent.She is special.

The mother knew about the existence of the father very early, perhaps because she was too lonely, so she took the initiative to talk to the father.But it's fun.Her father thought she was a follower.It's hilarious!Because I love seeing the two of them bickering.

Mr. Zhengshi smiled.

My mother always made my father very angry and was "fixed" by my father.

They love each other deeply, not all because of loneliness.That might be the case with the mother, but at least the father has friends.but mother...

If you want to know her, you need to know another person—Tomoyo.