[Comprehensive] The male gods are reborn

"Do I have the honor to ask Miss Mochizuki to dance?"

The romantic and soothing jazz music at the dinner party has been replaced by bright and lively classical piano music at some point.

Standing in front of Mochizuki Hana, Akashi Seijuro, who was wearing an expensive and neat suit, bowed slightly in a gentlemanly manner, and stretched out his right hand to the girl.

A soft smile floated on her pretty face, Mochizuki Huali gracefully raised the hem of her skirt and bowed her body, she nodded slightly and put her little hand on it, "My honor."

……

Maeda Ikuko, who was forcibly pulled by her father, sat on the VIP table at the reception a little bored.

After waving to the waiter who was dutifully waiting at the corner of the dinner party, and gesturing to help her mix a glass of low-strength whiskey, Maeda Ikuko stuck her chin in a daze, forked a small piece of pineapple from the fruit plate and put it into her mouth. inside.

"My God, am I right?"

The deliberately suppressed exclamation came from the ear, Maeda Ikuko subconsciously squinted his eyes and looked to the side.

"Is that the young master of the Akashi Foundation?"

"What are you talking about? How could the heirs of the Akashi Foundation attend such a dinner party?"

I took a sip of the caramel-colored liquor in the glass, and the strong barley taste and the bitter taste of the whiskey seemed to explode on the tip of my tongue instantly.

Maeda Ikuko raised her eyebrows casually, and looked up curiously in the direction of the dance floor.

"By the way, which family's lady is dancing with Master Akashi?"

"It seems to be the eldest lady of the Mochizuki Group." The famous lady with light green half-tied hair said uncertainly, "To be honest, although I can't help being a little envious, Miss Mochizuki's courage is really commendable. "

"That's true."

Standing beside her, the lady in a lavender evening gown who was obviously close to her also nodded in agreement immediately, "Just looking at Master Akashi's cold side face, which is not close to others, I might be scared to death It's in place."

Ikuko Maeda couldn't hear the whispered voices of the girls beside her ear.

Just looking at the girl with light blond hair dancing on the shoulders of the red-haired boy on the dance floor not far away, Ikuko Maeda couldn't restrain the gloom in her eyes.

Akashi Seijuro is the future heir of the Akashi Consortium, one of Japan's three major chaebols, which is as famous as the Atobe Consortium.

The seeds of unwillingness and jealousy kept growing and spreading like vines in her heart. Ikuko Maeda suddenly raised her hand and drank the strong whiskey in the glass in one gulp.

How dare Mochiyuehuali?

After owning Atobe-senpai, he actually wants to hook up with the young master of the Akashi Foundation...

Something flashed through his mind, Ikuko Maeda twitched the corner of his mouth lightly, a malicious smile suddenly appeared on his originally dark face, and he waved to the coming waiter.

"Hello ma'am, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Make me a glass of fruit wine."

Ikuko Maeda stroked the bangs hanging down from her forehead, her gaze was slightly flattened, she looked at the young waiter in front of her with some meaning, and said a name in a flat tone, "FourLoko."

"Miss Mochizuki will need it after dancing."

She clasped the glass in front of her with her knuckles lightly, and Ikuko Maeda held a thin business card between her fingers and handed it to the waiter in front of her, her cold voice elongated slightly in warning, "What should I say?" , what should not be said, I believe you will choose."

The fingers holding the tray were slightly stiff, and the waiter, who had always bowed and lowered his head, raised his hand and took the business card in front of him after a while, and replied with a slightly dry throat, "Okay, miss."

……

The light blue skirt is like an elegant lisianthus blooming lightly at the bottom of the young man's rose red eyes.

Akashi Seijuro wrapped his arms around Mochizuki Hana's slender waist, and almost embraced the girl in front of him intimately as he danced forward and back.

"Huali, I gave you time."

Lowering his head slightly, the red-haired boy's voice was cold and steady, his earnest eyes seemed to want to look straight into the heart of the girl in his arms, "So what's your response?"

The originally perfect dance steps under the girl's feet were slightly messed up in an instant. Akashi Seijuro put a little force on the right hand behind Mochizuki Huali's waist, and forcefully brought the girl in front of him into his arms. lock up.

The green apricot eyes subconsciously wanted to avoid the burning gaze of the red-haired boy, Mochizuki Huali's curled eyelashes drooped slightly, and she pursed her red lips unconsciously, "...I'm sorry."

"Give me a reason."

There was no change on Jun's face, but Akashi Seijuro's rose red eyes gradually deepened.

"I... have a marriage contract."

The light blue skirt set against the dark gray suit, and Mochizuki Kali took half a step forward on her toes, but she didn't expect that Akashi Seijuro's dance steps that were supposed to take advantage of the trend did not move at all. In the boy's arms.

"You mean the engagement with the heir of the Atobe Foundation?"

The indifferent eye pupils tightened slightly, just talking about Atobe Keigo, Akashi Seijuro couldn't help but feel a trace of gloom and tyranny in his heart.

"...Mmm." Nodding lightly, Mochizuki Kana always felt somewhat ashamed and uneasy when she mentioned this to Akashi Seijuro in front of her.

"I remember that the Atobe Consortium has already clarified?"

Suppressing the intermittent golden light in the pupil of his left eye, Akashi Seijuro spoke in a flat tone.

Mochizuki Huali's fingertips resting on the young man's shoulder shrunk slightly, her fair cheeks were unconsciously stained with a slight blush, and she explained roughly, "Because something happened later..."

"Hua Li likes him?"

The bottom of the rosy red eyes had already darkened, Akashi Seijuro lowered his eyebrows halfway, and rubbed the hot palm on the girl's slender waist ambiguously, "Huh?"

"I-I don't know."

Obviously feeling that the air pressure on the boy's body was slightly lowered, Mochizuki Huali shook her head docilely, and the corners of her delicate eyes unconsciously drooped a little, "Seijuro, can we not talk about this?"

"Okay, let's not talk about that."

Akashi Seijuro didn't force Mochizuki Kana to continue obsessing over this topic, seeing the girl in his arms almost instantly relieved, a doting smile flashed across the boy's eyes.

His Huali is really good at hiding his thoughts, and his little face has almost put his thoughts clearly.

Gently resting his chin on the head of the girl in his arms, Akashi Seijuro changed the subject and said, "Hanagi, I remember you like calligraphy very much?"

Seeing that Akashi Seijuro had really let go of the topic just now, Mochizuki Hana quickly returned to the original gentle smile on her small face, nodded and gave a light "huh".

"Luoshan University has collected many calligraphy works of famous masters."

Akashi Seijuro said pointedly, "Mr. Nishijima is also very interested."

"What did Seijuro want to say?"

Some unreasonable guesses arose faintly from the bottom of her heart, Mochizuki Huali blinked her eyes in confusion.

"Exchange student places between universities."

Lowering his head, he forcefully and gently placed a light peck kiss on the girl's snow-white forehead, Akashi Seijuro's thin lips slightly curled up, "Kyoto is still too far away from Tokyo."