Why aren't people raising me

After recalling that memory, Masaharu Akashi felt that he had basically merged with the first life.He no longer had those inseparable thoughts, and truly started his second life with one heart and one mind.

Attend lectures, take exams, exorcise the curse, and squeeze time for practice.

Masaharu Akashi works in the oncology department, which is actually not very busy, because most of these diseases last for a long time, and they will not die immediately. The situation is relatively rare, if it happens every now and then, then Masaharu feels that he is not far from sudden death.

I don't know if it was influenced by the first life, or because he has friends who can talk nonsense, Masaharu Akashi's talkative attribute seems to be coming back again.

He himself is quite talkative and wants to attract attention. Before meeting Yueyan, Masaharu was the most talkative child on Spider Mountain. All the family members communicated with him stiffly like a question-and-answer robot, and they were afraid of being tired in front of him. He makes mistakes, and Tired occasionally thinks he is noisy, but most of the time he is conniving.

It is cruel to suppress the nature of children.

Even as Tsukihiko's student, Masaharu often asks questions without awe.

After becoming Akashi Masaharu, he was forced to learn to read people's faces early, because he knew that no one would coax him when he cried, and no one would care, so he also became quiet and introverted. I don't allow him to mess around, I don't dare to gossip, I just want to be more obedient, and more obedient.

After growing strong and independent, Masaharu Akashi's choice of doing things became more free.

In short, it is to learn the double standard.

He can distinguish what kind of attitude should be used when dealing with a kind of person, and most of the outsiders are elegant and calm and cannot be rejected.Akashi Masaharu met Seijuro's friends, it was a break up after graduation, because they went to different colleges and universities after high school, and they would also join the basketball teams of their respective schools. The opponent fought so mercilessly.

Akashi Masaharu went to pick up Shujuro in Nadake's car when they were on their way to the station after dinner.

He didn't think it would be good to pick up Seijuro silently, so he got out of the car and greeted them.

Then, those teenagers trembled together, showing strange expressions like constipation.

Their bodies were as stiff as stones, their necks were stiff as if they couldn't turn, but they looked at their friends frequently, and whispered, "Akashi's brother?"

"This aura is so terrifying that it was carved out of a mold."

"Look at the curvature of his eyebrows, and that look in his eyes..."

"Wow, look here, look here!"

Akashi Masaharu smiled at them consciously and gently. "First of all, congratulations for winning the championship. It's a three-peat."

A few junior high school students with very bright color schemes shook their heads, and called their seniors very politely, even more obedient than being asked questions by the dean.

And after Akashi Masaharu left, they even let out an exaggerated sigh of relief,

"Go away, go away, I just held my breath."

"I don't know why I feel pressure..."

"What, this man...he should be fine with his smile, but I think he was acting weird when he congratulated us on our three-in-a-row victory."

"I understand this feeling, as if winning the three-in-a-row championship is a perfectly normal thing for him, but he still congratulates us hypocritically... I don't mean to maliciously speculate on other people's thoughts, it's just..."

"It's just that this person gives me the feeling that he is very strong."

They didn't turn down the volume of their conversation, and Akashi Masaharu, who was sitting in the car and hadn't driven away, could hear them clearly.

"Should I remind them?" Akashi Masaharu murmured, and Seijuro next to him felt bad, but before he could stop him, Akashi Masaharu poked his head out of the car and said loudly, "Who are you?" Well, it's very late, the car is about to stop, how about I call a car for you?"

"Hey!" Akashi Seijuro exclaimed in a low voice and stretched out his hand, then covered his forehead as if giving up,

The heads of the few people discussing that others were caught by the master shook their heads like rattles, and they were at a loss in embarrassment.

"Why are you teasing them?"

When Masaharu sat in the car again, Seijuro couldn't help sighing, "They didn't mean any harm, but they were a little surprised to see someone like you for the first time."

"Is this the first time I met you? I think they reacted so strongly because they are too similar to you." Masaharu Akashi smiled maliciously. When the eyes swept over, their hairs were blown up."

Akashi Seijuro: "..."

His throat moved, but he hesitated to speak.

He looked at Akashi Masaharu who was skillfully flipping through the small refrigerator, and there was an uncontrollable smile on the other's lips. He was obviously pleased, and even chose the coffee with sugar and milk.

Has this guy... unknowingly become vicious?

In the past, he would just be considerate and pretend he didn't hear it, but now he just exposes their small talk, depending on how those people blush.

"Jaji, have you changed?"

Akashi Seijuro considered for a while, then spoke cautiously,

Is it because of the university, or the internship life brought him this change,

"Changed?" Akashi Masaharu looked back, "Which aspect are you referring to?"

"All of them." Seijuro Akashi glanced at the drinks in the small refrigerator, which were much more diverse than before, "I thought you would be more stable when you went to work in the hospital."

Huh.

Akashi Masaharu sipped his coffee and looked at the red-haired boy with lowered eyelashes.

Ever since the other party got heterochromia sclerae, his behavior and words have become strong, sometimes even a little merciless.At this moment, he stared straight at Masaharu, his eyes were penetrating as if they were real, and he was unabashed, but not domineering.

So are you dissatisfied now?

It is too much to say that he is dissatisfied. After all, he will not have prejudice against Masaharu because of this. He just feels a little uncomfortable, and he doesn't know if this change is a good thing.

And Akashi Seijuro hated when things got out of hand, especially after one of his eyes turned gold.

"Haven't you changed too?" Masaharu Akashi stroked his eyelids gently, "It's the most obvious that you have changed. Sometimes I even wonder where my little sign has gone."

A title that made Mr. Nayue almost fly his hands off the steering wheel.

Darryl also made a vomit look, "Xiao Zheng? Hey... are you crazy? Calling thousands of thousands, you want to use the most disgusting one."

Akashi Seijuro was also struck by thunder, his fingertips resting on his knees tremblingly, "You...you just need to be sensible..."

This kind of seemingly non-existent, heart-scratching viciousness is the most deadly.

He seems to be teasing you, but you suspect that you are paranoid, because he has such an impeccable manner of manners that it seems that everything is due to his cultivation.

"Yazhi, I'm serious, you don't seem to be innocent anymore." Darryl persistently whispered in Yazhi's ear, trying to attract his attention, "Your current personality...is it called that...black-bellied?"

Akashi Masaharu glanced at her coolly, "Don't worry, I won't be 'black-bellied' to you, I will always be black-bellied to you."

Darryl: "..."

Darryl complained: "You obviously remembered everything, and you still treat me so badly, but you begged me."

This is what makes Masaharu find Shinigami difficult to understand.

This guy doesn't understand people's hearts at all. She doesn't know that a person's growth will show different personalities at different stages, which are fabricated by various external factors. Words, materials, and other people's attitudes are all affecting every bit of it. Masaharu's emotions and senses, she thinks that Masaharu is now a mature adult who is more sensible than an ignorant child, so he should treat the gods with awe, and they can communicate with their rational brains.

"Are you lonely?" The white-haired boy stared at the god of death coldly, and he mocked, "No way, have you developed a thin friendship with me during the past 20 years tied to me? , and want me to respond relationally?"

Akashi Masaharu will always remember that Shinigami will laugh at him with harsh and cold words when he is helpless and sad. She complains that Masaharu is not as capable as the first life, and she dislikes Masaharu's character that does not meet her expectations.

He didn't care about her, because a creature like Reaper was like a guy who had been buried in the ground and had a long and desolate life. Her appearance was a human skeleton, but she didn't have human flesh and heart.

But Masaharu Akashi held his grudge.

"Darryl, we are just a transactional relationship, but you are right, your rights are higher than mine, if you want me to flatter you, I will definitely be able to lick you like a pug to your satisfaction."

There are no vicious words in these words, but they make people feel indifferent and frightened.

It was the consciousness of throwing everything at one basket, the courage and boldness to make a deal with the God of Death even if the commitment was false, and the madness of self-deprecating and self-destructive.

Darryl felt that all the grievances in her heart had been extinguished, she said, "...you are too serious."

"Really." Masaharu Akashi saw her flinching at a glance, and secretly sighed that this guy is simpler than he imagined, "Then this topic is over, your existence will affect my normal life, of course I have to ignore you .” He casually gave a step, so that the two of them would not be too embarrassed.

As soon as spring came, Akashi Seijuro was promoted to Luoshan High School, and a group of freshmen came to the high school, half of the number of students in Akashi Masaharu's current class.One is called Hui Yuanxiong, and the other is called Nanami Jianren.

Probably compared with the other people, Akashi Masaharu seemed too fresh and refined, the two newcomers were obviously more entangled with Masaharu, which directly made the self-proclaimed excellent senior Gojo Satoru jealous, and had an invisible competition with Masaharu for several days, secretly asking why Yuan Xiong who is better.

Hui Yuanxiong: "..."

The more straightforward Haibara Yuo was honest, "Akashi-senpai is more reliable, and Gojo-senpai is more interesting. You are all very good."

The unintentional straight ball is the worst, Gojo Satoru was coaxed.

Xia Youjie who found out what happened: "..."

Xia Youjie: "So that's how your neurosis was cured."

With that said, he took his mobile phone and backpack and prepared to go out.

"Where are you going?" Gojo Satoru, who was lying dead, straightened his back,

"Go on a mission, with Yazhi." Xia Youjie adjusted his clothes in front of the mirror, "I need more magic spirits for my magic spell manipulation, and he is the most suitable person to take me out."

It is said in the industry that Xia Youjie is second to Akashi Masaharu.

No one would be happy to hear this, but because Akashi Masaharu became famous too early, his qualifications are too deep, and he is also a strongman in various fields, Xia Youjie can't afford dissatisfaction or disputes.

Anyway, Masaharu doesn't care...and he is really not as good as Masaharu for the time being.

"Have you two been a little too clingy recently?"

Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows, "Well, how is it?"

Wutiaowu: "..."

Gojo Satoru felt a little strange, but Gojo Satoru couldn't tell.

"Summer is coming soon, I guess it will be very busy then, I want to become stronger." The black-haired boy unconsciously rubbed his fingertips on his shoulder straps, "Last summer, Yazhi was so tired that he could close his eyes almost anywhere. As far as sleeping."

Gojo Satoru sighed, "You wanted to become a social animal so early on."

"Wu, haven't you been on a business trip recently?" Xia Youjie said with a look of disbelief, "I heard from Teacher Ye Moth that you have a three-day mission soon."

Gojo Satoru wrinkled his nose, "...it's no fun to travel alone."

"Hopefully, after this period, we can have a long vacation."

Xia You excelled at the high school, and saw Mr. Himi waiting there on time, of course Masaharu Akashi was sitting in the car.

Akashi Masaharu read less books recently, and started to look at patients' cases. He looked very gentle when he wore blue light glasses. When Xia Youjie mentioned it casually, Masaharu just said, "This will make people think that I am more knowledgeable and experienced. , the patient's family members can rest assured of me."

This way made Xia Youjie slip up for a while.

"...Ordinary people are really anxious about everything."

"After all, it's about life and death. They're afraid." Akashi Masaharu didn't care much. "If you lose someone important, it's really more collapse than the sky falling."

Yazhi knew this feeling very well.

The helplessness and despair of watching the tiredness dissipate in front of him but being unable to do anything led him to stab his own neck with a knife.

Not only was he tired of asking why he committed suicide in hell, Yazhi also wanted to say - how can I bear the pain of watching you die.

This empathy is also the factor that made Masaharu become a doctor. It is said that anyone who wants to be a doctor has empathy. If that person does not love life, how can he endure all kinds of misunderstandings, endless busyness, and many witnesses? Parting from life and death.

Xia Youjie has heard many similar speeches by Masaharu, but they always touch the heartstrings.

"Yazhi..." he sighed, "You are really the kindest person I have ever met... No, just being kind is too simple."

Akashi Masaharu smiled, "Thank you for the compliment."

He obviously didn't take it very seriously.

Xia Youjie looked at his expression, and swallowed the nasty words that should not be said later.

In fact, he doesn't know how to describe Yazhi, as if all words are poor,

I just wonder... how can someone be so positive and sparkle.

***

They went to an abandoned factory where there was a tragedy of workers falling to death, so more than one curse spirit was born.

As soon as Akashi Masaharu stood inside, the curse spirits came over by themselves. If the father and mother were not there to intimidate them, they would have swallowed Masaharu into their stomachs.

The mantra "loves" Yazhi.

But the love of each curse spirit is different, they are the product of distortion, so even love is deformed.

They may be attached to Masaharu's body and want to integrate it with themselves.

They may want Yazhi to be by their side forever, so they have to cut off his limbs to make him unable to move.

Compared with them, how normal is the love of father and mother.

"Masaji, Masaji..."

The curse spirits consciously knew Yazhi's name, and approached him as if bewitched.

"No matter how many times I watch it, I still think these guys are disgusting when they pronounce your name..." Xia Youjie stood beside Yazhi with a sullen expression, "Fortunately, I didn't have breakfast when I came, otherwise I might feel nauseous."

Masaharu Akashi has gotten used to it, "Just treat them as big bugs."

"...that's even more disgusting."

With the help of father and mother, it was very easy to subdue those curse spirits. However, in recent times, Xia Youjie has reached the point where he can fight against super curse fetuses alone, so father and mother are a little free.

Kneading the curse spirit that had been muttering "Yazhi" into black jade-like balls, Xia Youjie looked at it with frowns, and his movements were a little slow.

His bitter look fell into Akashi Masaharu's eyes, and he was more resistant than a child who wanted an injection or medicine,

Akashi Masaharu couldn't help but put on a softly coaxing tone, "Or just forget about this one."

"It's nothing..." Xia Youjie smiled, "I'm not so delicate."

He stuffed the magic spirit ball into his mouth, even though he tried his best to swallow it whole, but the taste of the magic spirit still melted on the tip of his tongue, forcing the veins to appear on his forehead, and some tears leaked from his eyes meaning.

The few seconds of transformation were as long as centuries, but as long as he endured it, he completed the task and became stronger.

Akashi Masaharu handed him the coffee in his hand, "Here, fight fire with fire."

Xia Youjie took the coffee in a panic and haste. He raised his head and took a few sips. Now he doesn't think it's bitter anymore. Although the coffee is bitter, at least it tastes acceptable to normal people, so it won't make you feel nauseous. Makes him want to cry.

The black-haired boy calmed down, and when he opened his mouth to speak again, his voice was weak, "...Thank you."

Akashi Masaharu patted him on the back comfortingly, "Thank you."

"After all, it is my responsibility. Who told me that my spells need to be like this." He leaned against the pile of discarded materials, "Except for me, you have to burn your brain when enlightening to the limitless, and you are not so easy..."

His eyes fell on Yazhi's bowl pointingly, and he knew that as long as he folded his sleeves up two inches, he could see a dark scar.

It looked like a scratch from a sharp weapon.

In addition, there is a small mark on Akashi Masaharu's neck. This kind of fragile and special lifeline injury can easily attract people's attention and reverie.

So when they found out for the first time, they actually asked about the source of the wound, and Akashi Masaharu answered calmly——

"When I was not familiar with spells, my parents were a little disobedient and needed to use some special methods."

No one knows exactly what this special method is, but it can be guessed in sevens and eighties.

So it's not easy for anyone.

Xia Youjie thought,

Since Masaharu can endure it, and grow stronger from it, so can he.

Masaharu Akashi took another can of coffee from his bag, and sat beside him, "The curse has been swallowed, now I can eat, what are we going to eat later?"

"You decide, I don't have any appetite right now."

"Something heavy?"

"...Okay, I don't want the spicy food. I have a bad stomach recently."

They were sitting on the pile of debris in the abandoned high-rise building, and they could see far away in a spacious way. The scenery of the city and the tiny figures were all included in their field of vision.

The weather is cool today, the breeze is blowing from high above, and the mood has become more comfortable.

Masaharu Akashi glanced at the time, "Why don't you just go to the xx building, there is a good western restaurant there, and then..." He turned his head, his expression tinged with complacency, "Go to the next concert hall to see my brother's Piano competition?"

Xia Youjie was a little confused, "Your brother? Doesn't he play basketball?"

"He's not only good at basketball, he knows a lot of things. He just practiced the piano. This time, he just went to participate in a competition to win a prize." Akashi Masaharu said lightly, "Last year he won the violin prize. Just give uncle an explanation."

Xia Youjie thought it was magical, "The chaebol... really worked hard..."

Then he looked at Yazhi's hand, trying to see the traces of training the instrument from the skeletal muscles, "Then you...?"

"I didn't. I spent all my time studying, because I think musical instruments are of little use to my future development, so I didn't waste time." Said, Masaharu smiled again, "If I practiced musical instruments, I would never be able to sing Maybe he's tone-deaf."

When we talked about light topics, Xia Youjie smiled more on his brows.

His mood seemed much clearer than before, and he stood up first, "Let's go, I've almost had a rest."

***

After lunch, they left the building. Since the road to the concert hall was very short, they planned to walk there, so they didn't bother to meet Mr.

When there are too many people, there will inevitably be friction. Masaharu Akashi accidentally bumped into a passerby at the corner.

Xia Youjie grabbed his arm quickly. Although Yazhi might not fall, he just did it.

It was just a small friction, Masaharu and him apologized to each other, and tried their best to play the rustic and polite.

Arriving at the concert hall, Akashi Masaharu got the best viewing position by virtue of his distinguished status. Xia Youjie experienced this special treatment for the first time. When he sat on the soft VIP seat, he inevitably thought: Well, there is a reason to hate the rich. reason.

His family can only be regarded as a middle-class family, and his cognition can be refreshed every time he follows Masaharu.

The level of the contestants is very high, it is very strange, even if Masaharu Akashi didn't say it, even if he didn't listen to the introduction of the main contestant, Xia Youjie recognized at a glance which one was Masaharu Akashi's younger brother.

--so similar.

Leaving aside their appearance, their demeanor and temperament can be seen from being taught in the same environment.

Akashi Masaharu once said that he was actually intentionally imitating a person at the beginning. Looking at it this way, is that person the head of the Akashi family?

Thinking of this, Xia Youjie unconsciously turned his gaze to Akashi Masaharu who was staring at the stage,

He stared wholeheartedly at the red-haired boy who was playing, with a hint of pride and appreciation in his eyes.

Xia Youjie didn't know, and so did his eyes.

……

The competition lasted for more than two hours, but before the results were announced, Akashi Masaharu led Xia Yujie out. After watching Seijuro's performance, he couldn't wait to go to the backstage to find him.

Xia Youjie asked, "Don't you listen to others?"

"It doesn't matter, it's not as good as Seijuro's playing anyway."

How confident and heart-warming it is.

"You trust him."

"I know Seijuro's level very well."

Akashi Seijuro was waiting for Masaharu at the entrance of the lounge. He saw Akashi Masaharu who was full of eyes on him during the curtain call, so he knew that this person would come to him. Outsiders are not allowed in the contestant's lounge, so he can just stand outside up.

Within a few minutes, Akashi Masaharu appeared in the field of vision.

"Seijuro." He called softly, "It's played very well, I'm completely fascinated by it."

"Aren't you fascinated by watching it?" Akashi Seijuro said in a clear voice, "Your expression doesn't look like you are immersed in the music at all."

Akashi Masaharu coughed lightly, "Because you are very handsome today."

Akashi Seijuro is wearing a tuxedo today, with an extraordinarily elegant demeanor.

"Let me introduce you to my friend, who is my contemporaries." Akashi Masaharu gestured to Xia Youjie who was lagging behind,

Before Xia Youjie approached, there was a sudden commotion from the other side of the concert hall, and the sharp screams were heard by several people who were far away.

It wasn't cheers from wonderful stunts, it was a shrill sound made entirely of fear.

"What's wrong!" Akashi Masaharu hurried back, "I didn't find anything strange."

The narrow aisle is not suitable for running, and it is easy to bump into someone if you move too much. Masaharu Akashi rushed out from the door next to the stage, and looked at the performance place following everyone's gaze——

The contestant's neck was covered in blood. He was lying on the piano, and a ball of paper fell out of his hanging hand.

The number above that person's head obviously shouldn't be——!

Masaharu Akashi stepped forward to pick up the ball of paper, and opened it by accident, on which was written with distorted and trembling strokes:

I am sorry.

There was a lot of endless words, but Akashi Masaharu felt uneasy ripples in his heart. He looked at the man's face,

——It was the young man who accidentally collided with him at the intersection.