We who can't be heroes [Comprehensive]

Putting Sakuya's lost expression back into his eyes, Awashima raised his hand and put it on her head, rubbed her hair and said softly: "It will be conveyed, what you want to say to your sister. No matter where she is Where, as long as your desire to confide in her is strong enough, she will definitely receive it."

His eyes lit up like a ignited flame, Sakuya's eyes flickered slightly, he looked at Awashima with a moved expression, and then nodded vigorously: "Well! Sister, she will definitely receive my mood, knowing that I want to tell her What."

"Okay," Awashima said with a slight smile, "Hurry up and tidy up, take a shower and come over to eat." She took the melon that Sakuya had removed the protective layer in her hand, weighed it with one hand and said to Sakuya Said, "I'll take this away first, and put it in the refrigerator to freeze in advance. In this weather, I still want to eat something cold. Dinner is cold noodles, is that okay?"

Sakuya replied without hesitation: "Of course, I will eat everything the deputy chief sister does!"

Awashima reached out and nodded his chin: "Speaking of which, your appetite is indeed quite big. I think I may never forget that you ate six bowls of rice at the Xiongying Sports Festival."

Sakuya bowed ninety degrees to Awashima: "Please forget, please!"

Touching Sakuya's head, Awashima left Sakuya's room holding the melon.As soon as Awashima left, Sakuya was ready to take a bath.She just unbuttoned the neckline, thought about it, and unpacked two honeydew melons, then stuffed the melons into the refrigerator.

Tokyo time, 21:10 and [-] minutes.

Staring at the computer for hours on end, Fushimi felt his eyes a little sore.He took off his heavy-framed glasses and rubbed his eyes. Just as he felt a little better, his stomach gurgled again, and the hunger in his stomach reminded him that he hadn't eaten tonight.He picked up a bottle of orange-flavored soda from the table to finish dinner, and somehow remembered Sakuya's words.

"How can anyone use drinks for dinner!"

Gee.

Obviously, when he heard this sentence, he answered "I" confidently... He put the drink back in a strange way, and Fushimi didn't know what he was thinking.He rummaged through his dormitory, but couldn't find anything to eat. The only solid food he could eat was the chocolate that Sakuya gave him during the sports festival.

Sure enough, he was used to being fed by Sakuya.

After the chocolate was taken out of Fushimi's pocket, it had been thrown on the cabinet. It was left there for more than a month, and the outer packaging was covered with a layer of dust.But he didn't care. After picking it up and shaking the dust on it, he checked the expiration date and found that it was still within the tasting period, so he tore off the wrapping paper and threw the chocolate into his mouth.Eating sweets when you are hungry can relieve your hunger a little, but after Fushimi finished eating, he felt that he was even hungrier.

I really don't want to go out to buy something to eat in this sweltering weather, otherwise I should go to the cafeteria of the boys' dormitory to see if there is anything else I can eat.Thinking of this, Fushimi decided to go down to have a look, but was about to go out when the terminal on the bed vibrated.

It is a terminal for work.

Fushimi didn't intend to pay attention to it at first, but after thinking about it, he took his foot out of the door and took it back. He walked over to pick up the terminal with a displeased face, wanting to see who sent him work at night when he didn't have to work overtime. He must scold him to relieve his anger.

Except for the head and deputy head.

Reluctantly picking up the terminal and taking a look, Fushimi frowned and found that the message was from Sakuya.He clicked to view, and the content was not work-related either.

"Mr. Fushimi, Chagua?"

melon?What melon?This guy was still in a trance when he got off work today, and now he is in the mood to eat melons?Instinctively replied "don't eat", but didn't press send yet.Looking at the two words in the dialog box, Fushimi thought for a while, deleted the original content and changed his answer, "Come."

Anyway, even if he replied "No", Sakuya would definitely send it to him. Sometimes this guy doesn't listen to what people say.

Gee.

Fushimi didn't realize that he was obviously thinking about complaining to his colleagues, but he didn't feel any irritability in his heart.

Holding the terminal in his hand, Fushimi yawned as he walked out, because the pace was a bit slow, and the indoor slippers made a "clicking" sound after touching the ground.As soon as he reached the stairs, his terminal vibrated again. When he picked it up, he saw that it was Sakuya's message again: "Then come down!"

down?Where are you coming down?Fushimi was a little puzzled, what kind of shocking melon is this, did she have to come over and tell him?As Fushimi walked out, he quickly filtered the news he saw on the Internet today in his mind. Until he came out of the dormitory, it seemed that there hadn't been any breaking news, right?

Well, forget it, he was going down anyway.

Fushimi walked out while thinking, but after going down, he found that, except for him, all members of the secret service team had gathered in the public area below.Ah, no, it should be said, except for him and Munakata-their head of the room was not there, and the rest were there, including Awashima and Sakuya.Several people were talking together, Daoming Temple's voice was especially loud, and it sounded quite happy.

Hidaka rubbed his hands excitedly: "It's still iced! It must be delicious to eat like this?"

Daoming Temple said happily: "Nanase is so considerate! You really need to eat ice in this weather. In our country, you have to eat three popsicles a day!"

Enomoto complained with black lines all over his head: "You really don't want to use this stalk anymore, Daomingji, he is obviously a native Japanese, really."

Awashima also asked strangely: "When did you get cold?"

"Ah, after the deputy chief left my room, I dismantled two of them and put them in the refrigerator," Sakuya explained, "Because everyone just didn't work overtime today, and this one was just sent, so I put it in the fridge." Ice it in advance and invite everyone to eat together at night."

Holding a fruit knife in his hand, Akiyama asked seriously, "Shall we cut it now?"

Kamo hurriedly stopped Akiyama: "Wait a minute, isn't Mr. Fushimi coming too?"

Hearing what Kamo said, Awashima looked at Sakuya: "Nanase, you just sent a message to Fushimi, he said he was coming, right?"

Sakuya nodded: "Yeah, he said he wanted to eat, and I asked him to come down. Didn't you see it? Should I call him again?"

Hearing the conversation here, Fushimi already understood what was going on.He couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth. It turned out that the melon that Sakuya said was really a melon, not some explosive gossip news.

Busch raised his hand: "Otherwise, shall I go up and call Mr. Fushimi?"

"Hey, don't be so troublesome, let me call?" Sakuya picked up the phone and prepared to call Fushimi. Fushimi felt that it would be too embarrassing if his terminal rang at this time, so he repeatedly He coughed twice, pretended to be just here after everyone looked at him, and looked at them inexplicably with doubts.

"What are you doing here?" After Fushimi walked over, he pointed at Sakuya and Awashima, "Why are the deputy chief and Nanase here?" Tsk, after the incident of the outsider Chizi, these two people Really regard the boys' dormitory as a place where you can come and go as you please.

Seeing Fukumi approaching, Sakuya's eyes lit up, and he waved at him: "Mr. Fushimi, come quickly, let's chat melon together!"

The few people who were gathered together also dispersed a little bit, only then did Fushimi see that there were two light green melons on the table.The corners of his eyes twitched slightly: "It's actually a real melon..."

"Well, that's right," Sakuya blinked his eyes, his expression looked very innocent, with a bit of innocence, "Otherwise Mr. Fushimi thinks it's a melon?"

"...It's nothing." Fushimi pushed his glasses, walked over, pulled a chair and sat down.The honeydewed melon with its skin covered with veins came into contact with the air after it was taken out of the refrigerator, and a layer of water vapor condensed. Fushimi reached out and poked the honeydewed melon, feeling a chill on his fingertips.

Even the air doesn't seem so stuffy tonight.

Akiyama smiled, and held the honeydew melon with his hand: "Then, I want to

cut? "

Daoming Si clenched his fists and knocked on the table, impatiently urging: "Hurry up! I can't wait!"

Benzai held down the restless Domyoji: "Okay, calm down, this will affect Akiyama's melon cutting."

While cutting melons in Akiyama, Fushimi looked up at Sakuya: "Where did you get the melons?"

Sakuya scratched his head: "My grandfather sent it, and he sent six of them to me at once. When I called him, he said, I'm already working now, and I want to have a good relationship with my colleagues, so give more A few of them asked me to share them with my colleagues."

Fushimi let out an "oh" and didn't speak any more.When I got off work, I obviously said that this is a place where I can work smoothly without having a good relationship, but in the end I moved here at night to make a good relationship.

Gee.

"Mr. Fushimi, the melon is ready to eat." Hearing Akiyama calling himself, Fushimi raised his head and found that everyone except Awashima, Sakuya and him had melons in their hands. Akiyama should be I saw that he was distracted, so I called him.He said "hmm", reached out and took a piece of melon and stuffed it into his mouth.The taste buds on the tip of the tongue had just tasted the sweetness, and the ears received Daoming Si's exclamation.

"It's so sweet——" If it wasn't for the melon in his hand, Daoming Temple would have danced and danced, "This melon is too sweet! Your grandpa Nanase is so amazing! Please eat slowly, I will return it later." To eat!"

"I got it, I got it, can you talk after you finish eating first, please?" Wu Dao, who is closest to Daoming Temple, said helplessly, "Really, I'm going to spit it out. Obviously you eat the fastest yourself, but you still have to let others Eat slowly, it's too much."

Sakuya stared at the word "lampshade" on Goto's t-shirt, and felt that he could understand why Hidaka said Goto was a person who liked to collect strange collections.

But the "lampshade" looks pretty good, next time she'll fix the word "blessing".

I don't know if anyone will give her money after seeing it.

Seeing Sakuya staring at Goto, Benzai asked suspiciously: "What's wrong, Nanase, why are you staring at Goto?"

Hearing what Benzai said, Goto also noticed that Sakuya was looking at him.Following Sakuya's eyes, he looked down at the words printed on his T-shirt, and raised his eyebrows at Sakuya: "Why, do you like it?"

"Yeah," Sakuya nodded, "It feels very unique," Sakuya pointed to Goto's t-shirt and said, "If the t-shirt is a lampshade, then Mr. Goto is..."

"Okay, okay, it's annoying to talk about it again," Wu Dao reached out and made a "stop" motion to stop Sakuya, "I'm not an electric light." He held a melon in one hand and touched his chin with the other hand, " But if you like it, I can give you one. When I buy this kind of T-shirt, I usually buy two, one for wearing and the other for collection."

Hidaka approached Sakuya, covered his mouth with his hands, and said to Sakuya in a deliberately low volume that everyone could hear: "I told you, Ajima's collection is very fascinating." He was trembling He said with a look of horror, "There is a cursed doll in his collection beside my bed. Every time I turn around and meet it, I will be scared out of my soul—"

"It's too rude, I said that it is a specialty of Bolivia." Goto said unhappily.

Hidaka clasped his hands together and begged, "Please collect some things from Japan!"

Goto tilted his head: "Then, the next time I go to Kyoto, I will go to Inari Shrine and invite a sitting statue of a fox back."

Akiyama Fuzuo: "Let's not talk about that kind of thing, can you please bring it back, can't it be something normal?"

Hidaka patted his thigh: "Right, right, Akiyama, you also think Ajima's collection is abnormal?" He held his forehead in pain, "I think I'm about to be possessed..."

The corner of Goto's mouth showed a strange arc: "I told you, Hidaka, that kid likes you."

Ri Gao was so frightened that he yelled, "Please don't say such things at such a late hour, I will be really scared!"

As soon as the words fell, Awashima slashed Hidaka's head with a hand-made knife, causing pain in the corner of his eye

Suddenly burst into tears.Awashima sternly reprimanded: "As a member of sceter4, a person who implements the righteousness of the office, how can he be frightened by ghosts and gods? We must believe in science!"

Except for Fushimi, everyone was shaking their heads desperately: "Deputy Chief, what you said is not convincing at all! As the Blue Clan, just one point is enough to deny science!"

"Ah, is it?" Awashima pinched his chin with his hand and fell into deep thought, "Indeed, abilities cannot be explained by science..."

"It's started, Xiao Shili has shown her natural side." Goto said with a smile.

Pointing to Daoming Temple who was still burying his head in eating melons, with two melon rinds in front of him, Kamo said helplessly, "If you don't eat it soon, Daoming Temple will eat it up."

"Ahhh——" Busch screamed, "Daoming Temple, eat slowly, I haven't finished eating one piece yet, why have you already finished two pieces!"

Daoming Si replied confidently: "Who told you to just talk and not eat. No, you are still in the mood to chat and not eat melons when faced with such delicious melons." From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a piece of melon rind in front of Fufu. , Daomingji pointed at Fushimi and said, "Mr. Fushimi has already eaten a piece, why don't you say Mr. Fushimi!"

...how dare we!Everyone gave the same answer in their hearts, but no one dared to say this sentence.

Holding the second piece of melon in his hand, and being pointed at by Daoming Temple, Fushimi didn't know whether to continue eating or put it down.

After being silent for a while, Kamo said hesitantly: "Speaking of which, I didn't see Mr. Fushimi in the cafeteria during dinner today..."

"Also?" Awashima frowned, and cast sharp eyes on Fushimi, "Fushimi, did you miss dinner again?"

Fushimi was silent and did not answer, and Sakuya asked: "Could it be that you use drinks for dinner again? Well, although I know that Mr. Fushimi is your habit, it is still not very good?"

Fushimi replied lazily: "I have no appetite in Xia Tian." After finishing speaking, he couldn't help secretly rejoicing that he had already eaten two pieces of melon, otherwise it would be embarrassing for his stomach to growl at this time.

Benzai said disapprovingly: "It's okay not to eat, Mr. Fushimi." In fact, they all know that they don't like to eat dinner, and they usually don't mention it tacitly. After all, the third in command doesn't like others to control His business, but with Awashima here today, he was a little more courageous, so he persuaded him.

Fushimi wanted to retort angrily at first, but when he thought of his deputy chief here, his impatient attitude instantly subsided a little, and he just said sullenly: "I'm overwhelmed."

"Melons can't be eaten as food." Kamo put down the rind of the melon in his hand, "I'll make something to eat, there should be some leftover ingredients."

It's over, suddenly being seamlessly cared by teammates... A sense of discomfort welled up in my heart, and Fushimi refused without thinking: "No need."

"Uh……"

Kamo was a little embarrassed, but Awashima said at this moment: "Let me do it."

Fushimi opened his eyes wide in astonishment, looked at Awashima who was walking towards the kitchen and shouted in panic, "Wait a minute, deputy chief, I don't think there is any need to—"

"Give me a good meal!" Awashima said sternly.

Shocked by the aura emanating from Awashima, Fushimi froze in place. After struggling a few times, he said in despair, "Don't...too sweet..."

Fushimi is very regretful now, very regretful, he should not have kept this melon to eat.

Why did things develop like this!

"Don't worry, Mr. Fushimi." Sakuya said to Fushimi with a smile, "The taste of the deputy chief's cooking is still very normal. Yayoi and I ate at the deputy chief's place tonight." They were all shrouded in despair, but Sakuya felt inexplicably cute.In particular, he should have taken a bath, his hair has become smooth, and he is wearing a wide striped T-shirt, which looks better than when he was in the village.

The time is much more approachable.

Fushimi sighed, and after pushing his glasses, he looked at Sakuya through the lenses: "Are you okay?"

"Huh? Well," Sakuya nodded, "he was cured by the melon sent by grandpa."

"Huh?" Fushimi looked at Sakuya inexplicably, "Get melon?"

"Pessimism and negative emotions are meaningless. If you have that time, it's better to eat something delicious to cheer yourself up." Sakuya turned to look at Fushimi, "When I was talking to Grandpa, he heard that he was in a bad mood. And was educated that way."

Fushimi said indifferently, "Well, there's nothing wrong with it."

While talking to Fushimi, Sakuya saw that there seemed to be something looming at the neckline of his t-shirt, and Fushimi occasionally reached out to scratch it.It was the same before, especially as the weather got hotter recently, he scratched more frequently.

what is...

"Mr. Fushimi, Saki, what are you two talking about?"

Hearing Hidaka calling his name, Sakuya and Fushimi looked over at the same time, and saw Hidaka pointing to the two remaining slices of honeydew melon on the table and said to them: "There are still two slices left, don't eat it ?"

Sakuya waved his hand: "Ah, I'll forget it, the deputy chief and Yayoi have already eaten before coming here."

Fushimi also refused: "I'll have dinner later..." Tsk, it's so troublesome, I think I will be stared at by the deputy chief while eating, and I will be read again if I don't finish eating...

"Ah, that's right," Daoming Si threw a punch and suggested enthusiastically, "Why don't we leave it to the head of the room? I just don't know when the head of the room will come back..."

Fushimi tilted his head and looked at Daoming Temple: "Has the room chief not come back yet?"

"Hey, um." Daoming Si nodded, "The deputy chief called the room chief before he came, and it seems that he has not come back because of some private schedule."

"But, is this appropriate?" Akiyama asked a little worriedly, "There are only two pieces left, and I will leave them to the head of the department..."

Benzai pinched his chin and said in thought, "It shouldn't matter, right? As long as it's stored in a sealed container and stored in the refrigerator."

"Isn't there another one?" Sakuya pointed to the uncut melon that was still intact and said, "Keep that one and eat it with the room chief tomorrow."

"E is eating melon with the head of the room. No matter how I think about it, I think this scene is a bit weird." Busi said with a bald head while holding his forehead.

If I eat with the room chief, I won't show up, absolutely!Fushimi said firmly in his heart.

"Speaking of which, there is actually another way to eat this kind of melon," Sakuya said, pointing his chin with his hand, "But because I am underage, I have only eaten it once with my grandfather's permission."

Kamo's eyes lit up, he looked at Sakuya and asked, "Are you talking about melon soaked in wine?"

"That's it!" Sakuya made a "bgo" gesture, "Does Mr. Kamo know?"

Kamo smiled slightly, and said: "When I used to open a restaurant, I occasionally made desserts for customers, and it was well received." He stroked his chin and said, "That said, I haven't eaten it for a long time. A delicious dessert indeed."

Sakuya nodded desperately: "Right, right! Because I'm underage, I can't eat it..." She said faintly, "Cannian..."

Seeing these two people singing together as if they were talking about cross talk, the members of the special service team all showed blank expressions on their faces.

What is wine-soaked melon?