[Comprehensive] The fiancé he picked up by writing the article suddenly

"If possible, can you invite Akashi-san to be with me? During Mikage." The girl's usually calm eyes showed vivid ripples, and she unconsciously pursed her lips lightly, like a bird An anxious little rabbit looked at him.

What Akashi Seijuro felt when he was first approached by Saionji Fuyuka was——perplexity.

[Why did she suddenly come to form a group with me? ]

Back in the newly refurbished branch house, Akashi loosened the tight Windsor knot in his throat, and sat down beside the bed thoughtfully, but he didn't get an answer after a long time. The boy with red golden eyes raised his eyebrows: [I know you are here. ]

It was only then that there was a slight wave of consciousness. The voice of that person seemed to come from an extremely far away place, even with a slight echo. It may be the illusion of Akashi Seijuro, and the voice that is exactly the same as his own is actually somewhat unfeeling. Wish: [... I don't know. ]

[Isn't she the girl you like? ] The boy with different pupils took off his tie, opened the closet and took out a piece of home clothes, while saying this, his tone was flat and indifferent, without piercing the consciousness of the boy's mind at all, [I have observed her for so many years, can't I see through it? ]

This time the silence was longer than last time, he lowered his eyelids, held the closet door and waited for a while, until he was sure that the person would not answer again, then Akashi simply closed the closet and walked towards the bathroom.

He didn't get an answer, but Akashi Seijuro didn't have that high curiosity about it. Unlike that "Akashi Seijuro", he didn't have any feelings for Saienji Fuyuka except for his relationship with his classmates.

A person with extremely outstanding talents - at the same time, she doesn't care about her feathers. This is the entire impression of Seijuro Akashi today.

It is clear that just walking unhurriedly can make it impossible for others to hold a candle to her. The national players should also praise her shogi accomplishments, not to mention the innate general control and perception of musical instruments. Although low-key, but When it comes to the dignified and dignified ladies in the upper class, no one will forget the name of Xiyuanji Donghua.

With such a precious talent, he has no interest in the laurels of victory, and is willing to be inferior to others.

This is a waste, and Akashi Seijuro feels sincerely sorry for it.

——Even if Xiyuanji Fuyuka becomes serious, the person who will pose a great threat to him is himself.

That person must have been attracted by her talent.

But Akashi Seijuro does not reject her approaching. Saiyuan Temple Donghua always sits quietly by the side, dignified and beautiful, and it is quite pleasing to the eye from the perspective of pure viewing, but from the perspective of a heterosexual ...seems equally unobtrusive.

Out of the corner of his eye, he felt the movement of the color block again, and Akashi's pen tip paused almost imperceptibly, without turning his head to look at it.

Xiyuanji Donghua was looking at him—for the eighth time today.

Good upbringing allowed him to know how to respect others since he was a child, so he naturally wouldn't point out this embarrassing situation. He just stopped writing and was ready to continue writing without looking away.

Unexpectedly, at this time, a sudden gust of wind blew outside the window, lifting the footer of the notebook, and the sound of pages turning could be heard, and Akashi turned his head slightly.The girl in the corner of the eye was watching him engrossed, and was suddenly frightened. She trembled all over immediately, and her wrist, which was hanging down in a natural arc, immediately became straight. Down, the stiff wrist also hang down again in a daze.

He looked a little dejected.

Akashi Seijuro suddenly remembered the animal documentaries he had watched. The fluffy little penguin disturbed the prey, and seemed to hang its head in the same way after the predation failed.

In all fairness, his long-term knowledge of gender |gender is quite blank. Even as the president of the student council, he has to exchange emails with countless people every day and hand over work, but the field of "interpersonal communication" is still barren.His upbringing since he was a child tied his words and deeds into an orderly frame, so that he would not learn the kind of deliberate flirting | method that compares girls of the same age to cute animals without a teacher.

He just really thinks they are alike, so he associates them.

"Xiyuan Temple."

Akashi raised his eyes just now, but he was shocked to find that the girl in front of him hadn't recovered yet, and the second scare effect was even better. Donghua immediately opened her eyes wide in bewilderment, and stared at him blankly. A layer of water vapor quickly diffused over Zhongfei.The nerves reacted faster than the body. When the girl rolled her eyes helplessly, her hands and feet were still frozen and unable to move. She pursed her lips and tried twice, and then found that she was still in a state of stiffness without tears.

...This time it's like a timid white cat.

This is a very strange experience. Akashi Seijuro lay on the bed, looking at the night like splashed ink outside the window: [Are you asleep? ]

After a long while, a hoarse voice sounded in the distance: [What? ]

[When you fell in love with her, how did you feel? ] Akashi Seijuro asked directly without hesitation, with pure doubts in his tone, he tilted his head, and slowly raised his arms in the quiet and dark room, and some traces could be vaguely glimpsed with his porcelain white fingers .

[…] That person was silent for a long time, and he spoke again after a while, with no emotion in his voice, [——you? ]

[I'm not sure,] Akashi stared at his white and clean knuckles in a daze, he rarely appeared in such a state, he was not ashamed, just alone confused, confused that he cast his gaze at Xiyuanji Fuyuka more and more frequently, [So here to ask you. ]

The man does not speak.

The young man with red eyes and different pupils didn't urge him either, he knew that that person would not end the conversation unilaterally like last time.

Sure enough, after a long time, that person sighed: [You have come to ask me, you already know the answer very well. ]

The cloud covering his eyes was torn apart in an instant, and Akashi Seijuro blinked suddenly, staring at the ceiling wondering what he was thinking. After 2 minutes, he turned on the light and simply got up from the bed.

[……what are you going to do? ]

Akashi took a soft coat and put it on, went to the desk and opened the notebook. He was probably in a good mood when he got the answer. He explained in detail: [Look at her Twitter, and then go to Luoshan and Tei light forum. ]

Look at the forum and know this method from Hayama Kotaro.

[So,] the man took a deep breath, [What the hell are you going to do? ]

[I want her,] Akashi put on anti-blue light glasses, leaned lazily on the back of the chair and watched the startup animation of the laptop, [Before fighting, be prepared. ]

[you! ]

Akashi Seijuro raised his eyebrows: [What's wrong with me? ]

[…] After a long silence, the person just threw out a sentence, [She couldn't realize it. ]

[This is also the meaning of my struggle,] the boot animation ended, Akashi Seijuro straightened up, propped his cheek with one hand, and slowly slid the mouse with the other hand, [Hint if you don’t realize it, express it if you don’t realize it—— All in all, it's better than hiding from her eyes. ]

That person suddenly fell silent, and just when Akashi Seijuro thought he had left, he let out a deep and slow breath.

The closer he gets to her, the more Akashi Seijuro can resonate with that person, and it becomes easy to understand that he can fall in love with her.

So not only "Akashi Seijuro", but also other people who can see her goodness and have a warm heart for her-this "other person" is still a childhood sweetheart who grew up with her and has many memories with her .

After learning about Yukimura Seiichi's mood, he suddenly had an uncomfortable feeling that his plan had been disrupted.

The sight of Xiyuan Temple Donghua will only belong to him in the end.

"Did I just fall in love with Akashi-kun?" The girl stood not far away, holding her face unconsciously and said in a daze.

I have to say that it was at that moment that Akashi Seijuro understood the reason why his peers rushed to love games one after another. His heart seemed to be filled with sweet and warm honey, which gave birth to a wonderful sense of satisfaction—— There is something more satisfying, more exhilarating|exhilarating than winning.

She was even more insecure than he imagined, but she was stubborn and refused to reveal anything. The most important thing Akashi lacked was patience. With his silent indulgence and constant gaze, he slowly washed away the girl's feelings one by one. Anxiety deep in the bones.

They kissed in the empty classroom, and the girl hugged his neck shyly and ignorantly. When her lips and tongue were separated, she would look at him with a pair of moist and hazy eyes, her long eyelashes flickered weakly, and her cheeks were flushed.

They would walk slowly on the stone path in Kyoto, Donghua hooked his little finger, wearing a bright skirt, walking briskly two steps in front of him, looking around in a good mood - as if ten years ago In his life, there has never been any unspeakable filth. By his side, she is just an ordinary high school girl who is favored by others.

"Zhengkun!" She suddenly turned her head in surprise, and pointed to Akashi not far away, "There is a small flower shop over there, the decoration is so cute!"

"En." He responded lightly, and under Dong Hua's suspicious gaze, he turned the corner and walked into the small flower shop, and came out with a small bouquet of roses after a while.

Akashi handed the flower to her face: "Do you like it?"

"Hmm..." Donghua slowly took it into her arms, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she smiled brightly at him, "I like it, thank you Zhengjun."

He would take it to heart even if it was what she shared casually.

"Ah!" Donghua suddenly thought of something, grabbed his left hand and glanced at it, then showed a bad expression, "The light rail is coming soon, let's hurry up!"

Dong Hua held his wrist with soft fingers, held a bouquet of roses in one hand, and pulled him towards the track with the other. The girl's long hair was blown up by the wind, shining brightly under the sun, like brocade in the air. Floating tenderly.

Akashi raised the corners of his lips helplessly, and there was a softness in his different pupils that he didn't notice. He ran to the girl in two steps, took the rose in her arms with his backhand, grabbed her arm, and teased solemnly: "Do you want me to hug you?"

"You hate it!" Dong Hua blushed, twisted her body while running, and hit him like a tickle.

I can make her happy forever—at least at that time, that's what the red-gold boy with different pupils thought.

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