Double AS

Shanghai, Huangpu Beach.

In the dimly lit nightclub, the lights are flickering and dazzling, and the beat of the electronic music hits the heart and eardrums one after another.Countless human bodies twisted on the dance floor, and the picture was so psychedelic in the smog that it was not like the real world.

"KiseRyota! Happy birthday!" Dozens of models congratulated in unison, but their voices were immediately drowned out by the sound waves, and they handed over the big cake with KiseRyota painted on it with sugar paint in front of him.

Regardless of gender, they all wear fashionable makeup on their faces, and their dresses are sexy and compelling.This is the location of the Shanghai International Fashion Show, where models from all over the world step on high heels and wear the latest season's brand-name clothing.

"Thank you." Kise accurately adjusted the most suitable expression on his face - friendly, cute, sunny.Then sweetly took the cake and blew out the candles in one breath.The crowd clapped and cheered.

There is such a carnival party here every night, from Milan to New York, from Tokyo to Shanghai, with different themes, but the content can never be separated from alcohol, sex, famous brands-and drugs.

Sipping spirits from glass test tubes, cigarettes burning on fingers; here cigarettes and marijuana are nothing, look at the white powder spread on the plate, it is cocaine and cocaine.Beautiful and fashionable but skinny models are pulling up their beautiful long hair, sucking it into their lungs through straws, and then swaying their limbs in a trance to the music.

Now he's a little paralyzed.

But when he followed Zhonggu to Italy for the first time with anticipation and hope, he was terrified when he saw the scene.

He thought coming abroad would be different.

"──Have I come to the modern version of the Evil Castle? There are zombies here."

But what he saw was just another hellscape.

Complete disillusionment.

"You have to hold on to yourself. If you fall, even I won't be able to save you." Zhongtani also didn't want to hide the extent of drug abuse in the Western model circle, no less than alcohol, gambling and prostitution.It is even more so to walk on the runway. "You're already walking on the tightrope, Kise Ryota." Nakatani smoked a cigarette, spit out all the nicotine in his lungs, and looked at the battlefield where he was defeated and fled many years ago.

When he was invited for the first time, he was completely stunned. A beautiful model from Eastern Europe and another model from Italy──Kise recognized them.They are relatively popular in the circle and have developed well.

"Welcome to the runway world KiseRyota." Then motioned him to suck everything off the plate.

"I'm only 16 years old this year." In extremely broken English, Kise tried hard to express his rejection.

"What's that? I've been using it since I was 13—" the models laughed. "It can make your butt lose five pounds in a week, and it can also make your arms look more beautiful."

But he still shook his head firmly.Several times in a row.Of course, there is still a smile on the face-here everyone tries to act as kind and cute, otherwise no one will want to work with him.The modeling circle is very small, and once there is even a little bad comment, it will spread all over the sky.

The other party had no choice but to shrug and smile, and said very friendly that it didn't matter──but as soon as he turned around, he began to chat in French.

“—Gosh, did you just see what he was eating? How dare he eat carbs when he can’t fit into a size 0. I’m going to flush the toilet and dig my throat with my fingers and spit it all down the toilet.”

"Maybe it can be liposuctioned." "I also think his chin should be seen by a doctor." They thought that Huang Lai's foreign language hearing was as bad as his speaking, and they directly criticized him behind his back The appearance, laughing very happily.

They were so thin that their chests were close to their backs, and Kise could even see their bones protruding directly from their backless clothes.

His body index is already too thin for his height and age, and even Tonghuang's coach suggested that if he wants to continue playing, he should not continue to lose weight—otherwise the opponent may directly break his bones if he hits him up.

And it's not that he can't wear size 0, it's just that he fits better.

"I really wish I couldn't understand French...everyone here is sick..." Kise finally couldn't help telling Nakatani when he returned to the hotel.

"Welcome to take the first step to become a supermodel - anorexia, drugs, alcohol and body ugliness disorder (BDD)." He thought Nakatani would comfort him and give him some hope, but unexpectedly Nakatani Miyuki just spread her hands , "Now you finally know the reason why I didn't transfer to a foreign country, but rather retreated directly."

I thought that as long as I climbed up, I could get closer to the light, but I forgot.

The stronger the light, the darker the shadow.

"But if you don't leave Japan, the firm will never let you go. You have to face the unspoken rules and this. No matter where you go, it's hard to escape. People just treat models as if they don't Beautiful cargo for the soul. Just a commodity that breathes."

"...I know that." He has realized since he became a model.Whether it's the girls who come close by, or the boys who envy him, and those who will take advantage of the audition and pretend to play tricks on him.No one cared about what existed in him.

"It's just too unbearable..."

This is a war, even if won, there will be nothing but endless emptiness.

So that night he called Qingfeng.

"I really want to be one on one with you..."

He was in the dark and needed a ray of light to keep him going.

"Today is your birthday party, and you ended up hiding here alone to play." There was no one in the nightclub or in the room, so it turned out that he hid to play in the indoor playground attached to the hotel.Leaning against the wall, Nakatani Miyuki crossed her arms and looked at Kise Ryota who kept practicing shooting.

I have to say that this kid's shooting posture is really good.Is quite an excellent striker.

"Anyway, they don't really care about me. You see I disappeared for so long and no one noticed." Sweating and throwing another goal.

He took off his coat, his shirt was loose, and his hard-heeled shoes were not suitable for running all over the court, so he had to practice shooting.Just took the opportunity to restore the touch that has been unfamiliar for a while due to a knee injury.

Doing the math, after more than four years in the industry, Kise Ryota has no friends in the industry.

Everyone is an enemy, and there are fierce kicks under the smiling faces.

I go up, you have to come down.

Any omissions will be replaced immediately.

Stepping on the dead bodies of other people's dreams, step by step.

Little Miyuki is his partner in war, but not a friend.

She will only give him work advice and psychological construction.And he can't tolerate being cowardly.

Other agents would comfort the model when she was so tired that she knelt on the ground and cried, but she would only ask, "Are you giving up? Ryota." She stared straight at him.

When he first started learning to walk, his body was always bruised and purple. In addition to falling and getting injured, the long ruler in Zhonggu's hand also beat him hard.Even if you hit him and cry, you will not be soft.

So when Nakatani pushed him in front of those show directors, he said, "My apprentice." Those show directors who were leading foreign shows decided to use him without saying a word.The apprentice of the Iron Queen must have the level of iron fighting.

He walked the road of modeling very hard.From the backcourt all the way to the runway, only he himself knows how much blood and tears he has shed.

Gritting his teeth and persisting patiently, he finally came to the upper floor, and what he saw was this scene.

"Play a game with me, rest too long, the bones are rusted." Kise threw the ball to Nakatani, Nakatani raised his hand and caught the ball.

"Is your knee okay?" Throwing the ball back to Ryota.she asked coldly.

"I've rested long enough." "It's only been two weeks." The two just passed the ball to each other.

"...Could it be that Xiao Meixue would rather I use drugs and alcohol to decompress?" Just like the group of people in it.

"Let me tell you first—I haven't played for a long time." He took off his suit and threw off the high heels on his feet.Tie up your hair.

The only thing brighter than the spotlight is the light of Aomine Daiki.

At the beginning, I must have been firmly attracted by the dazzling eyes.

"It's not bad. The defense is very solid. As expected of a former center, he almost blocked me." Then he made a fadeaway jumper, a perfect hollow ball.

"Don't make fun of me, brat. If you have the guts, come and challenge me one-on-one." "No, Sister Zhonggu's punches are professional-level, it's too scary. I'll have to rely on this face for the rest of my life."

"Just to confirm whether Aomine Daiki loves your face or your person." Nakatani blinked.Hoseok smiled.

"It seems to be like this no matter where you go... the brighter you are, the darker you are behind." Kise suddenly felt emotional.

"Every circle has dark places, it depends on whether you can hold it. But the psychological strength required by the modeling circle is indeed much greater than other places—otherwise it will be swallowed all at once."

After glancing at his kid, Zhongtani paused for a moment, and his tone changed: "I was drinking with the designers up there, Master Mikami died, and they are still considering whether to wait until the fashion show is over before releasing the news. "While observing Kise's expression, she deliberately lowered her voice and said.

Kise's reaction was calmer than she imagined.

"...how did you die?" he asked, continuing to dribble.

"They're going to use myocardial infarction to release it, and that's not wrong in a way."

"It must be an overdose of stimulants." Kise immediately guessed the reason.The overhead light shines on his side.Amber eyes stare intently at the ball.Calm.

"I thought you would be more excited." "If you are so excited, then I will burst my heart and die when I look at the face of President Mangao. He was the one who packed me and sent me there, and the other party just signed for it. "Every week or two he has to sit in the president's meeting room, looking closely at the face of the man who sent him into the fire pit.Sometimes I have to answer his phone.

Although it's only been a short year, it seems like a lifetime has passed in between, and sometimes it feels like it just happened yesterday.

He grabbed the ball and threw it towards the hoop at will---Xiao Qingfeng's indeterminate shooting.

But of course I missed.

"...I will tell the agency to let you take a vacation for a while, so that you have time to keep up with the team practice." Nakatani said, "Sometimes, you really have to stay away from this circle, otherwise you will suffocate." She used to be a model When I was a child, I smoked five packs of cigarettes a day and had to break a sandbag in seven days; a strong person like her could not bear the morbidity and deepness of such a circle.

When Huang Lai was playing, he was obviously much happier than standing on the bridge with dazzling lights.

It's also the reason why he tries hard not to get lost in this dark and sick place; so even if she doesn't like Aomine Daiki, she still tries to turn a blind eye as much as possible.

"...I know my half-toned way of dealing with it gives you a headache." It refers to the matter with Xiao Qingfeng.

At the beginning Zhonggu warned him not to read Tonghuang, but now everything is as she expected at the beginning - there is no way to be ruthless to make a clean break immediately, and there is no way to be calm and indifferent.

I can't do anything, I can only muddle along day by day, using work and sex to avoid the real problems that I should face.

The reason why Xiao Qingfeng raped him so unscrupulously was that he deliberately drowned in such an intense relationship that was almost abnormal.

When lust climbs to the peak step by step, things in the mind will quiet down.

One side of the mind is occupied by all kinds of chaotic emotions, but the other side of the mind is watching all this calmly.It seems that there are two selves, one deeply trapped and the other withdrawn, two contradictory souls.

"Time will dilute everything. When the time comes, you can face everything calmly." Nakatani calmly gave instructions.Lessons from 35 years of being gay.

"Sounds like a story from experience. Miyuki also has someone she likes?" "Nonsense. I'm human anyway."

"Has it been a long time?" "It's been a long time."

"It seems that I can really look at it calmly..." Kise couldn't help but sighed looking at the manager who was so calm that he was almost indifferent.

"As long as you have enough time, you can also reach this state." Nakatani Miyuki said.

"One more question──" Kise turned his head and looked at the basket on the court, "──Do you still like her?" He asked softly.

"I like it—but I just like it."

It's about love, it's about courtesy.Calm and self-sustaining, rational appreciation──How much maturity is needed to reach such a state?

"As long as the time is up, can he be calm like this?" One day, will he be able to watch Xiao Qingfeng calmly like this?

"Yes."

"I really envy you for being so calm..." I couldn't help sighing leisurely.

"Don't say the same things as my ex-girlfriends."

She thinks she is a good person, but every girlfriend cries that she is a cold-blooded animal and leaves (also autocratic, strong, self-centered, only she has the final say, work is more important than lovers, etc. allegations.).

People who are too rational will not get true love, but people who are too emotional will lose everything.

The phone in Kise's pocket suddenly vibrated.

【I'm getting tired of Xiao Mai.come back quickly. 】The sender's genus name is Aomine Daiki.

Chewing the aftertaste word by word over and over again.Kise smiled sourly.

"...If the time comes and I cry and say not to leave, please Michelle knock me unconscious and drag me away..." he said in a low voice. "Otherwise my life will definitely be in a mess that cannot be sorted out."

He has many plans for his life.

But no matter which plan... there is no such person as Aomine Daiki.