[Black Basket] So handsome that he has no friends

Because the occasion just now was really tense enough, and she couldn't show disrespect in front of the serious adult who made goosebumps, so she was very careful; As if he was alive again, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and then he made a subconscious movement.

Akashi turned his head back, looking at him clearly with the meaning of "I don't understand your intention at all".

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to poison you." Although she once felt that she would be poisoned, the girl Shinomiya added silently in her mind, and said, "The whining house is said to be one of the famous Japanese products." One. Although I often see it in the night market, I have never had the opportunity to try it myself.”

Akashi was silent.

As one of the places frequented by frustrated office workers, it is really inappropriate for the young master and young lady of a famous family to enter.

Although it may not be appropriate to say so, it always feels that it does not match the identity.

And it's totally underage.The so-called famous Japanese products are nothing more than people dragging their tired bodies after a hard day's work, sitting down quietly to drink a pot of sake, and by the way, speaking ill of the boss to the good-tempered boss-this is the house of complaints the true meaning of existence.

If you can't drink, it's like Shinpachi without glasses, the main body is gone, what's the meaning of existence!

...Hey, it seems that I accidentally walked to the wrong set.

All in all, Akashi expressed hesitation.

Although the other party offered to invite him, he really wanted to reject it righteously.

This is Akashi Seijuro's character design, by the way, educate the other party to pay attention to etiquette and so on, and don't go in and out of strange occasions that do not conform to their status.

However, I don't know if it's because the girl squinted her eyes and smiled sideways, which is different from her usual image full of aggression and malice. It made him relax for a while, but the other party seized this opportunity and grabbed her from the front. The corner of the clothes, in the voice of "Come on, I'll pay the bill", was dragged behind the curtain of the whining room.

"I didn't eat well just now... Boss, I want three small sausages!"

She murmured to herself, then suddenly stretched out two fingers to the boss, "I want two more jugs of sake! Warm!"

Akashi was hesitant to sit down again.

On the one hand, he felt that he felt an ominous omen, and the other party suddenly changed his attitude towards him for a long time. Based on this alone, he had every reason to turn around and leave on the grounds of ensuring his own safety; but on the other hand, he felt that she was not Like someone who will do something bad on purpose.

The tougher you look on the outside, the more guilty you are on the inside.

After getting along and getting to know her during this period of time, Akashi thought he knew her very well.

Occasionally, she would say something astonishing, giving herself the illusion that she was slightly inferior, but in fact she was just a 16-year-old girl after all.Except that he studied in Western countries since he was a child, he can speak foreign languages ​​quite well, his sports performance is relatively poor, he can't even play volleyball, and his Chinese level and appreciation ability are relatively disappointing - in other respects, he is no different from the students in Group A. the same.

The same childishness, the same liking for tall and handsome opposite sex, the same mind full of unrealistic fantasies.

In fact, ever since she saw Senior Dai and his friends passing by the side of the road opposite the window, her state began to go wrong, and her thinking developed in the direction of short-circuiting.

Akashi noticed this from the very beginning.

A group of men over 180 centimeters are a bit conspicuous walking on the streets of Japan.

When Xiao Gongliang saw that his ex-boyfriend was about to get out of the shadow of the breakup, he reacted a little out of composure, and he also saw it all.

Therefore, after thinking about the cause and effect before and after the connection, he can now somewhat understand that human beings will do various abnormal behaviors when they are mentally shocked.

Like knocking over a wine glass, or treating yourself to something...

It's not a big deal so far, but he doesn't know if there will be a further development trend in the future.

And he also felt that he had no obligation to accompany her here to do such meaningless things.

It wasn't even a close relationship.He even occasionally sees the desperate desire to "kill you" in her eyes.

He sighed, the steam rushing in the whining room carried the smell of food, mixed with the pungent smell of alcohol, he frowned slightly in displeasure, and just about to say "sorry", he was suddenly grabbed by Ryo Shinomiya Pulling his arm to the edge of the seat, feeling the strength from his wrist, he followed the downward traction, and sat down without hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, a small white porcelain wine glass was pushed in front of him.

"In Japan, minors are—" can't drink alcohol.This is the law.

Strict self-discipline is to some extent one of the important characteristics of Akashi Seijuro; although sometimes it looks like the leader of bad boys, giving people the illusion of being unruly and arrogant, but in fact he is He is a law-abiding boy who never runs a red light.

Before he could finish his sentence, he turned his head, and Ryo Shinomiya had already put the empty glass on the table, a subtle blush quickly appeared on his face.

She blinked hard, as if tears were about to flow.

The sky has gradually turned down. In Kyoto in winter time, but around five o'clock, the corner of the sky has been painted with faint ink marks; old-fashioned small lamps are hung on the roof of the whining house, and the orange light is in the flowing steam. Flickering under the shroud.

The pupils are like dewdrops on black clover flowers.

Bright and erratic.

Nude lips also turn reddish from irritation.

"——It's so spicy!" She hoarse, and there seemed to be some crying in her voice.

Just one drink at all is like being drunk.

Akashi thinks he is the most well-informed among the 16-year-olds in Japan.

Whether it's a dinner dance in the upper class or a national competition, he can handle all kinds of situations with ease.

But the current situation is clearly not within the above range.

The ominous premonition before became more and more intense.

A plate of sausages was pushed in front of him.

The only opportunity for him to come into contact with civilian food since he was a child was the school cafeteria, so he couldn't lift the chopsticks anyway for the little sausages that were red all over and gave off "danger" signals everywhere.

Just as he was about to refuse on the grounds of "I'm not hungry", before he could speak, the girl next to him had already lifted the flagon and filled the small cup in front of him.

Probably because of Jiu Zhuang cowardice or something, there were obviously various concerns before.She felt that she would accidentally trigger Akashi's taunt mode and was cautious, but when a glass of sake entered her stomach, the world in front of the girl's eyes instantly became blurred, and at the same time, her mind also blurred.

At this time, Shinomiya girl still has a very clear consciousness, and her memory ability is still intact, but she just perfunctorily considered the possibility of killing Akashi in seconds, and after getting the answer of "may die very ugly", , and thought again, what the hell, then naturally touched Akashi's slightly stiff arm with his elbow, "Don't be so stiff, I've already said I'll pay."

As he spoke, he pushed the little dish to the right again.

Akashi looked sideways, and for the first time he felt that eyes were really a rather subtle thing.

Although the unfamiliar scene made him feel a little uncomfortable at this time, it was difficult for him to refuse decisively.

Probably because the guy looked like he was about to cry, with mist in his eyes.

Of course, it is also very possible that it is just an illusion caused by the lingering environment of steam.

For the first time, he poked his chopsticks towards Mr. Sausage, and took a bite with an expression as if he had taken poison.

It seems that it is not as bad as imagined.

Seeing that their actions worked, some people were eager to try again, "Can't you drink, Akashi-kun? Even if you're underage, it's okay to drink a little once in a while. Akashi-kun, you look like you can hold a lot of alcohol."

She thought for a while, her obsidian-like eyes turned around, and they were a little more agile than the daily rigid look, "By the way, we have known each other for a long time. We are of the same generation again. If you seriously calculate the age, Akashi-kun is even younger than the old man." I'm a month younger, so in that case, it doesn't matter if you just call her by name, right?"

She paused for a moment, and then added, "I heard that the interns from the basketball club seem to be calling you Xiaozheng?"

Akashi's hand holding the chopsticks froze.

He suddenly had the urge to slap her face with the flailing little sausage.

A certain person was still unconscious, ignoring Akashi's slightly trembling forehead blood vessels, and said to himself, "Well...it seems a bit inappropriate for me to call you Xiaozheng. Otherwise, how about calling you Seijuro directly? If you call me Ryo alright."

At this time, the boss handed over another pot of hot sake, Ryo Shinomiya took it, said "thank you", and then poured himself another glass.

He raised his head and drank it clean.

Before Akashi's anger erupted, she quickly shook her head in self-denial, "Oh no, I feel disgusting as soon as I say it. It's better to call the last name directly. What do you say, Akashi."

Akashi's expression was clearly one of reluctance.

But it seemed disrespectful to haggle over a stimulated drunk.Violated the family motto of the Akashi family.

He didn't answer, and moved aside calmly.

Sitting on the right is a young man with a gloomy face, like a newcomer who has just stepped into the society and is exhausted by work.

Seems to be single.

Akashi felt that the other party cast his eyes on him, "Will you die as a couple" and "Will you die now?"

Although the girl who drank two glasses of wine on an empty stomach was somewhat affected by alcohol, she was not crazy after all.

She has been unilaterally pretending to be happy, but she doesn't get any response from the other party at all, which makes her feel a little boring.

But when I calm down, I feel very depressed.

Looking back now, since returning to Japan, it seems that nothing pleasing to her has ever happened to her.

From the very beginning, I had great resentment towards the marriage contract, competing with the fiancée like a second-year middle school student, the saddest thing is that my winning rate is still very low;

I finally felt that I had found someone I liked, but in the end, I was broken up without even holding hands a few times;

I am still immersed in the shadow of the past, and the other party seems to have planned to look forward;

Can't even play volleyball;

The most pitiful thing is that they even speak English as if only Japanese can understand it.

Thinking about it this way, the life of Xiaogong Ryo is a complete tragedy.

I was already so depressed and wanted to vent, but in the end there was only Akashi by my side.

From the moment she came in, she was the only one talking, as if two people were in two different worlds.

Well, forget it.

I was expecting Akashi to be like an ordinary friend who can communicate, listening to people complaining unilaterally, thinking too much.

No, no, I obviously wanted to use the excuse of being in a bad mood to relax by occasionally doing something out of the ordinary, but in just a few minutes I passed my self-analysis and became even more depressed.

Simply don't think about anything.

She stretched out her hand to move the jug back from Akashi's face, and poured herself another glass.

He's just a teenage high school student, so he's already going to the point of drowning his sorrows with alcohol... This society is really evil enough.

While complaining illogically like this, he was about to pick up his wine glass.

Suddenly, she found that the quilt in her hand was pinched by the rim of the cup with two slender fingers, and was pulled out from between her fingers.