Why aren't people raising me

Akashi Masaharu, noble son, handsome guy.

There is nothing wrong with putting this label on him, and almost everyone who has met him will give him a similar evaluation.

Masaharu actually didn't care much about other people's comments, and he didn't hold it deliberately, it was just what he heard. In the third year of junior high school, he was also the chairman of the student union.

No one can feel bad for a person with this personality, because you can't find fault with him.

But humility and gentleness do not mean cowardice. Akashi Masaharu gradually developed a sense of competitiveness and self-esteem that cannot be underestimated.

Compared with being loyal to the Gojo family, he actually prefers to hire collaborators.

Still being involved with the conjuration world is only for making money.

But maybe Masaharu's reputation as a genius is still too great, and one day he discovered that a new generation has become his fanboy.

"So you are really good." The new assistant supervisor looked at the idol, as if he was happy even at work, "Can you sign me?"

Akashi Masaharu: "..."

Akashi Masaharu took the notebook he handed over with a smile on his face, "Sign it here?"

"Uh-huh."

Akashi Masaharu felt a little funny, "Mr. Himi looks very young."

"Yes, I grew up listening to your stories.

Nine-year-old super, unheard of.

This is almost a symbolic existence. It means that there will never be a first-level conjurer who knows the difference in strength and picks up the special level. It also means that they will not be incapable of fighting against powerful enemies. .

This invisible influence favors people's hearts and may be stronger than money and power.

Akashi Masaharu also occasionally appeared in the high school, and left in a hurry after class.

Once again, he clocked in and listened to the class. He greeted Gojo Wu and the others and got up. He took off his uniform and put on the blue light glasses while walking.

"So why are you so busy?" Xia Youjie leaned on his seat and asked him,

Masaharu Akashi turned his head, "I want to go to school." He replied naturally,

Hearing this answer, the classroom suddenly became very quiet.

Mr. Ye Moth, who hadn't left yet, pushed his glasses seriously, patted Yazhi on the shoulder, and gave a thumbs up that his actions speak louder than words.

Xia Youjie was very confused, "Going to... school?"

I saw the young man took out his student ID card, and his tone was very light, as if he was saying something very ordinary, "I skipped a grade, and now I am studying at the Faculty of Medicine at Dongdae University. I am usually a bit busy with my studies, so I have to be a conjurer." Give it a push."

Wujo Wujo leaned over, "You, the Department of Medicine of Dongda University?!"

He looked at the student ID card, and the face in the ID photo looked more immature than now.

"What's so strange about this?" Masaharu Akashi raised his hands to straighten his broken hair. He even made this posture pleasing to the eye. Both the lines of his arms and the curvature of his hair were as beautiful as calculated, "I just Part-time as a magician, how can I do this for the rest of my life."

It's too closed, not to meet ordinary people, the social circle is so small, it's very boring.

Gojo Satoru trembled his eyelids as if his eyes were hurting, "You are still in college? Is this a mechanism that can exist?"

"So this is my privilege." The white-haired boy put his index finger on his lips and narrowed his eyes slightly, with a playful and sly expression, "Anyway, I'm already a super class, and going to a college is just a process. Cultivate a bond with your partner."

What is this called?

"Is this called a dimensionality reduction attack?" Xia Youjie said blankly, "There is a high-achieving student by my side?"

Jiajin Glass broke open a lollipop and said in his mouth, "This sense of security seems to be that a student who is struggling for the college entrance examination is sitting next to a recommended student, and a college student who is confused about the future is sitting next to a successful student. boss."

Xia Youjie corrected her, "No, that's a gap."

Their grades are actually not bad, but they don't need to go to higher education after they enter the college, so the cultural courses are very marginal, and the math formulas in junior high school are forgotten by them, and they are somewhat out of the life track of ordinary people.

Seeing Masaharu Akashi who is so... motivated in his studies now is as rare as winning ten lottery draws ten times.

"No, it's not, what are you planning?" Gojo Satoru opened his eyes wide, "Take care of both sides?"

Akashi Masaharu pursed his lips and smiled. He had thought about this question a long time ago, and now he was confident and relieved when he said the answer.

"If you have a responsibility, you still have to live."

Besides, Akashi Masaharu feels that the current pace of life is very good, and he has a special car to pick him up, so he can often squeeze out free time, or rest or make up lessons.

Because the information Yazhi threw out was so unbelievable that several other people followed him to learn more,

"You want to be a doctor?"

"Yes." Akashi Masaharu looked at them excitedly preparing to go out, and hesitated, "Are you...?"

Gojo Satoru flicked off his sunglasses, "Let's visit your school!"

"That's Dongda University, I haven't entered it yet."

"You can usually sneak in and visit the campus."

"It feels different." Xia Youjie straightened his collar, "We used to visit the scenery, and everything has nothing to do with us, but now we are looking at the place where we lived at the same time."

Exploring a person's life trajectory is the beginning of a deep understanding of a person.

Masaharu Akashi's temperament is almost completely different from theirs.

Is it elegance? Behind elegance is composure and calmness.

Is it humility? Modesty is because that person has a broader vision and a strong tolerance.

How did you grow into such a personality?

What kind of ideals do people with such awareness hold?

Because of the mystery and taste, they are attracted by the outstanding aliens and eager to know more.

"Exactly, we haven't had a party at the same time yet." Gojo Satoru picked up his phone and slapped a taxi, "Skip the afternoon class directly!"

The night moth that hadn't gone far said, "Enlightenment!"

Akashi Masaharu reached out his hand to signal him, "If you have nothing to do this afternoon, let them follow me around."

Contrary to other people's expectations, Noctua readily agreed.

Wutiaowu: "..."

Gojo Wujo's teeth were itchy. "Why does he treat it differently?"

Xia Youjie was quite optimistic, "Because the difference is obvious, Yazhi is obviously more attractive."

Actually not.

Because Akashi Masaharu has to give face, this is just taking advantage of the trend.Gojo Satoru's personality is relatively unscrupulous, and he will often come up with some operations that flash in his head. It may take a while to get approval, and it doesn't matter if Noctua doesn't agree, after all, he can't do anything with Six Eyes.

Although Akashi Masaharu is a student, he is not an ordinary student.

Jia Ruozi poked a few DKs, "If you don't leave, there will be nowhere to eat lunch."

"I'll tell you to send it quickly."

"Enlightenment, there is no need to call a car, my assistant supervisor will pick me up."

Nitro: "How many people do we have? Four, will three of us be squeezed in the back seat?"

"..."

In the end, the three boys really squeezed in the back row.

The young assistant supervisor called out Mr. Masaharu smoothly, which made the other people's goosebumps goosebumps. Then he called Wutiao, Xia You, and Jiayu one by one, and carried out the performance of ruthlessly beating the workers to the end.

"Just get used to it." Masaharu Akashi's smile seemed to be set off by the black lotus blooming in the background, "Mr. Himi, please take me to school, drive faster, I think we will feel a little uncomfortable on the road."

Nitro sat in the passenger seat and browsed the promotional magazines of Dongda University, while Masaharu sat in the middle of the back row. In fact, the car is very spacious, and it doesn't matter if there are three buttocks, but they are all tall, so there is no way to open such a small space. Spread your legs.

Akashi Masaharu folded his legs, one hand on his knees, and the other on his abdomen. This is a very leisurely but beautiful sitting posture for the president. He and Akashi Seishomi learned it.

Wujo Wu Xia Youjie, who was huddled with him: "..."

Seeing this scene from the rearview mirror, Nitro sighed sincerely, "Compared to Masaharu, you two are really rough."

"Glass, you turned your back so soon?"

"Don't slander me, I just speak with my eyes and my heart."

Masaharu Akashi took out a medical book that was thicker than a brick and more offensive than a brick from the bag on the back of the chair, and flipped through it in front of the two of them, "If you want to attend the class later, you can follow me in, anyway, your faces It’s quite mature to pretend, and the seat in the back row of the lecture is very generous.”

They should also be quite curious about the university. After all, if there is no accident, they will not have a university life.

Gojo Satoru leaned to this side, glanced at the book in his hand, the distance between them suddenly shortened, and Gojo Satoru smelled the faint smell of coffee again.

Being so close, Xia Youjie could smell it too.

He touched his nose, a little uncomfortable.

Masaharu Akashi was aware of the unnatural pause and stiffness of the two of them, and he understood. He slightly raised his head and gestured to the storage box in front of Nitiko, "I'm used to drinking coffee, and there's still bottled ones in it. It's a small refrigerator, but There are no other drinks for now, if you don't like it, I can put something else in."

Even the small details are very considerate.

Gojo Satoru looked at the content of his book, it was a long paragraph of theory, he knew every word, and he couldn't understand the so-called things when they were connected together. He couldn't understand it, but he was not interested, so he looked at Akashi Masaharu's face.

No matter how you look at it, he is a perfect person.

Character, etiquette, appearance, ability.

But... the flow of this mantra has nothing to do with special grade...

The vision of the six eyes allows him to get more information than others. Others only think that Yazhi's level of fine control of mana is poor, and he uses it all to control the mantra, but the reality is-his mana itself has no power. how much.

Straw by strand, it doesn't even look like he produced it, but permeates into his veins, merging with him forcefully.

When he arrived at the school, Masaharu Akashi got out of the luxury car of the assistant supervisor - not the luxury car he stipulated, but he should be equipped with a luxury car.

Masaharu Akashi planned to take them to the cafeteria first, but he was stopped by the instructor just as he passed by the entrance of the medical building.

"Yazhi." The professor's voice was warm and smooth, and his demeanor was graceful and elegant.

Masaharu Akashi apologized to several people, then walked over and called, "Teacher."

"I've got the paper you were looking for earlier." The professor held a stack of bound papers, "Sen is the best student I've ever met, and I'm sure I can learn a lot from him."

Masaharu Akashi wanted to study the papers of outstanding graduates of the University of Tokyo a long time ago.

He thanked him happily, "It's a pity that he is a senior, and I can't discuss academic issues with him. If there is a chance, I would like to meet him."

"I can find a way to find his contact information and find out what he is doing now." The professor is very concerned about the student's request and mood, "but the student has disappeared after graduation, as if the world has evaporated. "

The two of them are exchanging pleasantries here, while the high-level professionals over there are looking at Akashi Masaharu's demeanor.

It was a look of light in the eyes, a smile on the lips, and yearning expressions on the corners of the eyes and brows.

Obviously, people who are full of plans for life and work hard for it.

Jia Ruozi glanced at the two people beside him in disdain, "You guys played games all night last night, didn't you?"

Xia Youjie smiled noncommittally, but Wujo Wu seemed a little silent,

After a while, Gojo Satoru said, "So what does he want to do?"

What is the purpose of working so hard?

Following this voice, a teeny head floated towards Akashi Masaharu.

The few of them didn't pay much attention to this kind of curse spirit that can be seen almost everywhere at first, but the teeny head flew towards Akashi Masaharu precisely.

Then, while chatting with the professor, Akashi Masaharu stretched out his hand to grab the side and back, and pinched the teeny head in his hand. Judging by the degree of distortion of the teeny head's body, the strength of his grasp was not small.

Without mercy, Masaharu Akashi turned his hands behind his back and twisted the teeny's head 360 degrees.

"what?"

Wujo Wu widened his eyes slightly, "Is that curse spirit smiling?"