[Kuroko's Basketball] Red Girl

At noon, the black car drove slowly towards the gate of Akashi's mansion. When the security personnel saw the car, they hurriedly pressed the switch of the gate, and then picked up the walkie-talkie on the table.

"Level [-] alert! Level [-] alert!"

Hearing the voice from the intercom on the table, the little boy who was sitting in the living room watching TV immediately jumped up.

"I'm leaving!"

After saying that, he walked up the stairs with the walkie-talkie in hand, leaving the little girl of the same age holding the little rabbit blankly watching the figure of her brother running away.

"Grandpa housekeeper, what's wrong with brother?"

She turned to the butler suspiciously, who was calmly instructing the maid to tidy up the table and sofa messed up by the boy, then turned her head and smiled at the little girl.

"Miss, don't worry too much..."

"Welcome to today's entertainment news. A few days ago in Tokyo Disneyland, a reporter took a photo of a suspected famous movie star Ryota Kise. In the photo, the man is holding a girl in his arms. It seems that he has a close relationship..."

The voice from the TV diverted the girl's attention in a timely manner. The little girl turned her head to look at the photo that appeared on the screen, and blinked her red eyes inadvertently.

"Uncle Liangtai is really not easy."

"How to say?"

A familiar voice of inquiry suddenly came from behind. The naturally dull little girl didn't notice the change in the surrounding environment. She tilted her head and stared at the news in front of her seriously, while she couldn't help chanting.

"It's all packaged like that and people will recognize it..."

"That's because he's too stupid."

"Pfft, why are you talking to Dad..." Halfway through the sentence, she suddenly felt that something was wrong, and the little girl immediately turned her head to look at the man who appeared behind the sofa at some unknown time, "Dad, when did you come back?"

"Just now when the little devil jumped up."

"Ah..." The red-haired girl immediately cast a sympathetic expression towards the second floor, but she still couldn't help but want to struggle for her dear brother.

"My brother has memorized French vocabulary all morning..."

"Really?" The father looked indifferent, stretched out his hand and pulled off his tie and started towards the stairs. Seeing this, the little girl immediately left the rabbit in her arms and the half-watched TV news to follow her father's footsteps.

"Father, you haven't hugged me for a long time." The elder brother said that he should try his best to speak pitifully and endearingly... She can pretend to be pitiful, but what is endearing?

Like her mother, she is not naturally suitable for lying, and such coquettish words are full of loopholes, but the man in front of her still stopped, bent down and reached out to pinch the girl's nose.

"Little traitor."

Even so, he stretched out his hand to hug his daughter, and then slowly stepped up the steps. As soon as he reached the corner, he heard a sound of chaos from the second floor. The man frowned unconsciously, and the phone suddenly rang. The girl immediately took out the mobile phone from her father's pocket and handed it to him familiarly.

"Dad, Mom's phone number!"

The man raised his eyebrows, and the girl immediately pressed the connect button and placed the phone next to her father's ear, and a woman's gentle voice came from the receiver.

"Are you home yet?"

"Well, just arrived."

The little girl came over with her big eyes blinking, and called to the phone, "Mom, when are you coming back? Mai is hungry."

"I'm sorry, Mai, mom has to work overtime at noon and can't go back to eat..." The woman in this room held the phone with a bunch of documents in her hand while talking and sending them to colleagues around her, "By the way, Dad bullied brother again ?"

"Well, not yet." The little girl replied honestly, the father just stopped at the door of his son's room, couldn't help chuckling, put down the girl in his arms and took out his phone.

"In progress tense."

"I hope it won't take too long before it becomes the perfect tense..." The woman rolled her eyes in the sky where the father and daughter could not see, "Although it is a cliché, I still want to say that before becoming your heir He is your son first."

"Then?"

"Then can you act like he owes you tens of millions after giving birth?"

"Is this..." The man dragged his voice in a vicious way, holding the doorknob with the other hand and slowly pushing open the half-covered door. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of his daughter who immediately covered her eyes with her hands, looking unbearable. He took a few steps back almost immediately, and the next moment, a bucket full of water fell from the sky and landed at the door, the water splashed all over the ground, and the man's shoes and pants were not spared.

"cut!"

The little boy's disdainful voice could be heard clearly in the room, and the wife on the other end of the phone kept saying, "Oh, what was that sound just now?" The man calmly bent down and patted his trousers, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly weirdly.

"The sound of your son paying his debts."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone involuntarily. The person who was greeted so warmly by his son as soon as he got home seemed not in a good mood, and walked into the room bypassing the stagnant water on the ground.

The boy's small desk is full of books, although there are many, but they are neatly arranged and look very organized. This is not at all similar to his mother, but rather like his father - although he himself hates this .

"Father."

The boy stood up holding a heavy book, looked up at his father, said respectful words on his mouth, and tried his best to put on a serious expression on his face, but his eyes revealed the dissatisfaction in his heart. Being a father He walked over slowly and squinted at him.

"The trap did a good job this time." Although it was clichéd, it did catch his blind spots—at least if he didn't have Mai's glance, he would have missed it.

"Thank you father for the compliment."

"But don't you feel ashamed that you failed to call so many helpers?"

"...I will improve it next time." The boy gritted his teeth, and Akashi raised his eyebrows slightly on his pretty little face.

"Do you know where you went wrong?"

"Please tell my father."

"What's the benefit?" The man snorted lightly. Seeing the surprised expression on the boy opposite, he lowered his head and tugged at his daughter's ponytail in boredom. The little girl immediately covered her head in dissatisfaction.

"No, Dad always messes up people's hairstyles!"

"Tsk." The person who was rejected by his daughter withdrew his hand, turned his head to look at his own son, and his facial features, which were [-]% similar to his, showed the same thinking expression, and then suddenly changed into a smug expression.

"It's amazing, I know my mother's secret so I don't want to tell you."

The curvature of the corner of his lips paused, and the man raised his eyebrows to look at the more proud little boy in front of him.

"Have you memorized your French words?"

"I am Japanese……"

"Even quibbling is so old-fashioned, are you really my son?"

"...Do you think I care about a father like you!"

The boy who has not yet reached home was finally pissed off. Akashi Seijuro said that the weather is still good today.

Akashi Mai, who watched the whole process, said...

"Dad is really bad."

When she received her daughter's complaint call, Qiu Ye was interviewing the company where the subject worked.Magazine interviews are usually arranged in advance, but this time the interviewee who was very difficult to get there said that she only had time at noon today, so she put down a family reunion and came to find someone at noon, but the leader of a big company Interviewing people is really difficult...

Glancing at the clock on the wall, it has been half an hour since she arrived here. Doesn't the owner of this house have to eat?

There was no one at the reception, and the woman was listening to her daughter's narration while facing the door of the leader's office with her mobile phone. Thinking of the father and son at home, she couldn't help expressing her breath often.

"It's not a day or two since he's bad, just get used to it."

"But brother like this is so pitiful." The little girl who grew up almost spoiled by her father is kind-hearted and doesn't mind being used by her brother at all, and under the influence of long-term sympathy for her brother, she deeply looks forward to the day when her father is defeated one day.

But it looks so far away...

"Well, this is also a kind of training." The mother shrugged her shoulders in a bitter way, while mentally lighting a piece of wax for her son, and was about to say something, the door of the office finally opened, and the man who came out was exactly The business tycoon she was going to interview today, and the woman who came out with a hook on his shoulder... Huh?

"It's Miss Ji?"

"who are you?"

The woman called Miss Yuki frowned and looked at her, and pulled her collar without any trace, but Akiba still saw some traces sharply, plus the faint hovering between her and the man. With an ambiguous atmosphere, even if you think about it a little bit, you will know what these two people were doing just now. The thoughts in Qiuye's mind are changing rapidly, and after holding back for a long time, she still can't ask a word.

"Sorry, I seem to have misremembered the date, goodbye."

After speaking, she turned around with her bag and was about to go out, but the man who had been ignored by her all this time suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm.

"Wait, are you that Hongye?" There was a weird smile on the corner of his lips, "Women's Heart magazine?"

"I am." Akiba stretched out his hand to break away from the man's arm, frowning slightly, "I thought Mr. Yasuda and I made an appointment at 12:[-] noon today."

"Ah, that seems to be the case."

Strictly speaking, the man surnamed Yasuda looks good, and he has a hearty taste when he smiles. Coupled with his gold-inlaid identity, he is covered with a layer of gold powder. Popular, but that obviously does not include the woman in front of him.

"With all due respect, Mr. Yasuda's attitude seems inappropriate for this interview. I'm sorry to bother you, so please don't."

This time, he really turned his head and left after speaking. The man who was left raised his eyebrows in surprise. Before he had time to express his opinion, the woman beside him couldn't help but stomped his feet.

"What, that woman, don't you never give interviews?"

"Because those will be gone like flies."

"Then you are just playing with this woman?"

"Hmm." An Tian squinted his eyes and stretched out his hands to pinch the woman's face, "Who made her so hard to say that I'm so flirtatious and lecherous, maybe because of a woman's trouble..."

It was a coincidence that he heard it.

"Really? I think I need to revise that statement."

A cold voice sounded in front of them, and the woman who had left before appeared in front of the two of them at some point, walked expressionlessly to the sofa at the reception desk, picked up the mobile phone that he had accidentally dropped just now, put it away, and then slowly lifted it up. He began to raise a slight smile towards Yasuda.

"Mr. Yasuda, I will definitely make a mistake because of a woman."

This time, she really didn't look back, and looked down at the phone in her hand while walking, only to realize that she had forgotten to hang up the phone just now, and she couldn't help but be surprised.I'm just a little skeptical though...

"Sai? Are you still there?"

She raised her mobile phone and pressed the elevator while asking in a low voice, but there was no response for a long time, the elevator suddenly opened, she stepped into the elevator with a sigh of relief, and was about to hang up, when the voice of her son came from the other end of the phone.

"That guy just went out and listened to this and went out to make a phone call."

"……Who?"

"Physiologically, the man I should call his father."

Oops……

At the same time that this thought came into my heart, the elevator door that was about to close suddenly opened again, and the man outside the door looked at her in panic, changing his previous suave appearance.

"Please stop!"

Save your sister's step!

Feeling irritated by looking at him more than once, Qiuye pressed the elevator without hesitation, and this time she didn't even bother to give a smile.

"It's you who should stay, Mr. Yasuda, I'm going to have lunch now."

"That's when I invite you!"

"No need." Seeing the elevator door slowly closing, she smiled and waved at the man, "You should hurry up and accompany Miss Yuki."

Yasuda didn't dare to stop him anymore, Akiba leaned against the elevator and let out a long sigh, took out his mobile phone and dialed someone's number, the call was quickly connected, the man's voice sounded deep and lazy as usual guilty conscience.

"What's the matter, Mrs. Akashi?"

"Ask me what's wrong, who said that I will never interfere with my work?"

"I didn't do anything." Mr. Akashi in this room was leaning on the sofa, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at the two brothers and sisters who were watching the cartoons on TV, playing with the small box in his hand boredly, listening Hearing his wife's dissatisfied doubts.

"Why did the guy who didn't do anything suddenly change his attitude?"

"Maybe suddenly conscience discovered?"

"Pfft..." Qiuye muttered helplessly, "Listen to your nonsense!"

"I never lie."

"Hmm, you better not have done anything." She stretched out her hand and tugged at the bangs on her forehead in boredom, "Otherwise I thought you would also want to try because women made mistakes..."

"Sounds good." The man's voice sounded really interesting, the corners of Akiba's mouth twitched, and he was about to speak again when he suddenly heard Akashi's chuckle.

"But where do you have the confidence to think that I will make mistakes because of you?"

"……goodbye!"

Hearing the "beep" sound of the phone being hung up, the people in this room were still in a good mood. They raised their heads, and the little girl who was watching TV came over at some point, and quietly reached out to grab her father. With the small box in her hand, someone who always loved her quickly moved away.

"Father, what did you bring to mom this time?" the little girl asked while blinking vigorously, the father stretched out his hand and tugged at his daughter's ponytail, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

"secret."

"cut--"

The boy in front of the TV disdainfully picked up the remote control and changed the channel.

He is not curious at all!

The author has something to say: I received a call from my younger brother at noon, and my grandma went to visit this morning. She has been unable to see for so many years, and she has been sick all the time.She has only one child, my mother, who has been living in my house since my grandfather passed away. My mother often said that all the touch and filial piety have been polished away.Suddenly there are many emotions in my heart. Although it is indeed a sad thing when someone dies, it is also a kind of relief for my mother. Don’t say anything about being unfilial. I really think my mother is not easy. I was suffering from depression, and I always thought that I might die earlier than my grandma.

It's all over now...

Yeah, the atmosphere in this passage and the text seems to be not quite right【Huh

In short, nothing has changed in the past two days. This chapter was rushed out after giving up the nap. Let’s just watch it.