Why aren't people raising me

Nakahara Fatzhi... No, Nakahara Masaharu turned pale with shock!

He touched his stomach, touched his wrist, and finally pinched his face. His face was always in a state of sufficient collagen and softer than cotton. He didn't feel anything when he washed his face every day, but his wrist and The stomach seems a bit too fleshy. The conditions in Leibo Street were not good before. Even though Yang’s reputation has grown, Zhong often secretly gave him extra meals, and Yazhi still didn’t gain weight.

Because at that time they didn’t know that eating should be nutritionally balanced. Cheap and delicious instant noodles are a big meal. It’s better than anything else to fill your stomach, and Masaharu is a bit picky eater.

Although he is picky eater, he will not pick and choose willfully. Masaharu Nakahara has corrected this problem long ago.

He did eat a bit too much recently, no, not recently, but since he was adopted by Matsuda Jinpei and improved his life, Masaharu, who was frightened by hunger, has long forgotten what it feels like to be truly full, and gets used to it every time I will stop eating until I really can't hold it, and the habit of wolfing down has not been changed.

In this way...it's no wonder you're not fat!

For the first time in my life... I know what it feels like to be fat.

It turned out that the vain and fat they kept talking about did not refer to his healthy state, he had really become vain and fat.

"But I obviously exercise..."

He is practicing boxing with Matsuda Jinpei!

"If you eat too much, you will still gain weight."

Probably Masaharu Nakahara's self-doubting appearance is very interesting, only a flash of white light——

Masaharu Nakahara: "...Remember to turn off the flash."

"The flash can't be turned off, because it's to prevent sneak shots." Gojo Satoru snapped two photos, originally with a smile on his mind, but looking at Masaharu Nakahara's helpless expression on the screen...

Ok……

Gojo Satoru stared at the photo for a while

His unnatural silence caught Xia Youjie's attention, "Enlightened?"

Gojo Satoru laughed, "But anyway...it's really cute."

Xia Youjie: "...?"

Masaharu Nakahara: "?!"

Xia Youjie yelled at him habitually, "Don't say such things with a disgusted face."

"Jie, is it more and more prestigious to be the leader?"

"Prestige or something..."

The black-haired youth said coldly,

"It's just imitation."

……

what happened?

Masaharu Nakahara looked at the state of the two of them.

Gojo Wujo seems to be growing up normally, and his personality is as detached as ever, but Xia Youjie is more taciturn than a mature adult in a broad sense. He is not such a quiet person. The same is competitive, and the same does not like to follow the rules.

Even now, Xia Youjie didn't pay much attention to Zhongyuan Masaharu. When Zhongyuan Masaharu went to see him, he found that he was dodging intentionally.

...dodge?

"Is there really no discomfort?"

"No, I'm fine and healthy. Don't make wild guesses." Masaharu Nakahara couldn't give them a comprehensive and reasonable explanation, but he just hoped that the two of them wouldn't think so badly about the situation, "Even if I'm really the product of some curse... someone If you curse my soul...it must be cursed by love."

"Because of father and mother?"

"Mom is cursing herself and Dad."

Gojo Goji tilted his head, "Who is that?"

"Apart from us, who else wants you to live on, your brother?"

...Although he knew that he was referring to Akashi Seijuro, but based on his identity, Nakahara Masaharu was indeed caught in reincarnation because of his younger brother.

The sins he wanted to bear for his family made him come back again and again with unspeakable memories.

Actually he was lucky.

Masaharu Nakahara narrowed his eyes.

He is already extremely lucky, because the people he became acquainted with in the second life are still alive at this time, and have not turned into bones and dust, otherwise everything will really be an irreversible past, just like he will never be able to return to the age of ghosts , I will never find the shadow of Natian Spider Mountain.Those memories are dreams that can only be remembered.

"It can't be Seijuro who did it."

"But seriously..." Wujo Wuhuan raised his chest, "Masaharu, if you've been alive, why didn't you come to meet us? Is it 'bondage'?"

He still broods over Masaharu's concealment.

"Already agreed."

"I discovered that too." Whenever this was mentioned, Gojo Satoru would make a fuss, "You've been pretending you don't know me."

"...What if I say... I really don't know you?"

"Eh?" Gojo Gojo paused, "Is memory impaired?"

"Almost, but the specific reason is hard to explain." Masaharu Nakahara wanted to step over this topic, he looked down, which was an obvious signal that he wanted to go down.

"Since you can't say anything," Gojo Satoru casually saved the photos on his phone, and then reached out to hug Masaharu Nakahara from the height, "Then let's make it clear."

Each other's deepest secrets are known,

"Jaji, how are you doing now?"

Gojo Satoru suddenly changed his tone.

That's the attitude towards peers and friends, as if someone you haven't met for a long time asks about the current situation.

Asking this kind of superfluous question, of course, does not simply mean that the material is good or bad, that is something that can be judged with the naked eye, Gojo Satoru actually wants to say——

Is Masaharu Nakahara happy?

Without Akashi Masaharu's financial resources and academic qualifications, without receiving the legendary elite education since he was a child, studying in a boring elementary school like a real child, and being with a group of elementary school students who can thrive in it without scheming, Zhongyuan Masaharu doesn't seem to push himself as hard as Akashi Masaharu, and he doesn't seem to bear the overwhelming pressure for himself.

This kind of Masaharu - it's like starting a second life.

Masaharu Nakahara pulled his broken sweater, and said in a loose voice, "It's good. Because I'm just a child."

He turned his head to look at them, with an indescribably sly complacency in his smile, "My brothers told me that children only need to grow up wantonly, because they will stand up to the sky falling."

"So, I'm doing fine now."

***

Masaharu Nakahara's words seemed to give them some kind of shock and baptism.

After recovering, Masaharu Nakahara noticed that both of them looked slightly dazed, and when he looked closely, there seemed to be redness in the bottom of his eyes.

"……Is it."

Xia Youjie said,

"It seems that you have..."

The following words were swallowed by himself, and no one heard them clearly.

They checked the scene again and made sure that there were no curses and enemies that were missed, as well as the ordinary people under the pressure of the facility, so they asked Yidizhi Jiegao to handle matters related to external statements and silence.

The people who were rescued thanked each other frequently, and bowing was not enough to express their gratitude. They were so excited that they wanted to kneel down.

However, Xia Youjie turned around and left, as if they didn't exist.

Masaharu Nakahara was a little surprised, "Don't you listen?"

Accepting other people's gratitude will not only give you relief, but also others.

Xia Youjie, who left, came back as if he had been reminded of something.

He took out a few business cards, "Please send the thank you gift to this address, and if you remit the money, it will be transferred to this account."

The tone is flat and relentless, businesslike.

Ordinary people obviously choked: "..."

Masaharu Nakahara opened his eyes wide: "..."

Yidichi Jiegao also pushed his glasses in shock.

Gojo Satoru was not surprised by this matter, "After leaving Masaharu, we have nothing to do next."

The follow-up tasks no longer required a super-level conjurer to complete, Masaharu Nakahara was pushed by Gojo Satoru, and went to the business plaza next door.

Play places like Children's Base rely on the flow of people, so they are usually opened in the most prosperous areas, and there are various trade shops when you go out.

"What to do?"

Gojo Satoru gestured to Masaharu's torn sweater, "Buy clothes."

'Is Jay going too? '

"I have something to do."

Even with the two of them standing side by side, Xia Youjie still acted like an unrelated outsider, and only answered a few words when the question was directed at him.

Nakahara Masaharu felt that he had something on his mind.

Things that can't be hidden in Tibet.

Am I just an ordinary contemporaneity to him...?

This thought came out of Yazhi's head irresistibly.

He is consciously good at observing people's micro-expressions and psychology.

After Gojo Satoru recognized his true identity, his mood fluctuated greatly, and he went through several levels. This made Masaharu Nakahara feel the attention and emotion that shocked him, but Xia Youjie only showed shock at the beginning, and then He has always been by their side indifferently, if he is bored, he will not be bored, he is like the spirit behind who does not want to leave.

When they arrived at the children's clothing section before they stepped into it, Masaharu Nakahara picked out two pieces of clothing at random, then hesitated suddenly,

...Well, he was very confident in the past, but since Gojo Satoru exposed the fact that he was fat, Masaharu Nakahara began to think about whether these clothes look good on him.

He had never had this distress before.

"What's the matter?" The blue-eyed youth asked him briskly, obviously in a good mood.

Masaharu Nakahara changed to a bigger size without hesitation and went to the fitting room.

There are no restrictions on children's clothing in terms of body shape, even if it is a round Masaharu Nakahara, it will not be strange to wear it.He habitually chose a style that is simple but with outstanding details, which is also the dressing style of Chuya Nakahara and Jinpei Matsuda.

Walking out of the fitting room and putting the torn sweater into a bag, Masaharu Nakahara saw Gojo Satoru next to the shelf.

He also looked serious.

"I won't wear it even if you choose it." Masaharu Nakahara dragged him to check out,

"It was seen through by you."

"If you want to play dress-up games, wait until you have children yourself." Masaharu Nakahara was a little amused, "And your taste is really old-fashioned."

"Old-fashioned? All I see are super-beautiful models!"

Masaharu Nakahara argued with him, "I swear with my unique vision of seeing through fashion trends, it's really rustic."

"How do you know if you haven't tried it?"

"slightly."

After paying the bill, Masaharu Nakahara unconsciously paused for three seconds as he passed the mirror.

...it seems to be really round.

It's more than a little round, has Matsuda Jinpei noticed these changes?

"What are you looking at?"

"Why don't I go and weigh myself later."

"Don't worry about it, Fat Zhi is also very good."

Masaharu Nakahara snorted, "It's not good at all."

Even if he didn't emphasize sex all the time, Masaharu Nakahara was actually - he was very concerned about his appearance.

He knew that he had a good face and a good body shape, otherwise he would not have caught Tsukihiko's eyes. When he became Akashi Masaharu, he relied on his appearance to give him a little more chance of success in speeches.

"Obesity may be caused by hormones." Masaharu Nakahara brushed his messy hair when changing clothes, "I was sick before, and I received a lot of fluids and took a lot of medicine."

"Get ill?"

"Not a big thing to remember."

They walked out, Masaharu Nakahara suddenly remembered the person he had forgotten, he turned his head and glanced around,

"Where's Jay?!"

"Didn't he say that there is something to do?"

"...I thought that was an excuse."

"It's true." Gojo Goku bent his lips, "Shall we go and see together?"

"what?"

"What he wants to do."

Nakahara Masaharu was pulled by Gojo Gojo to the mall hall.

From time to time, some activities will be held here, which is an indispensable channel for the mall to make profits, but now it is a small and medium-sized charity auction, with VIP seats in the middle, and a circle of people around the mall. There are also tourists lying on the railing on the third floor.

At some point, Masaharu Nakahara reached the inner floor, the place with the best view.

"Look at that man." Gojo Satoru put his hand on Masaharu's shoulder, signaling to a man dressed as an elite in the front seat, "That man is Jie's subordinate, and he can be considered as a secretary."

Masaharu Nakahara had a mysterious expression on his face, "Subordinate? Executive Secretary? Jie's?"

The well-educated man in a suit stared sharply at the podium, as if he was supervising and examining the progress of the event.

This kind of person is Jay's subordinate, and that Jay is—?

Xia Youjie stood in the monitoring room.

Countless screens lined up in front of him, showing real-time images of various locations.

He didn't show up, but he was the one who paid the most attention to this event, and he could notify his subordinates through wireless earphones whenever there was any change.

On the podium, the host was drooling and introducing various auction items. Because it was a public welfare activity, the bidding price would be inflated. Everyone was just doing good deeds with excuses.

That is to say, in this kind of occasion, people's fighting is no longer bloody, and the exchange of eyes has become playful and warm.

Masaharu Nakahara was stunned for a moment, not because he was surprised by this event, but because of the initiator of this event.

It turned out to be Xia Youjie——? !

Xia Youjie is capable of doing this—?

Masaharu Nakahara does not have any prejudice against the ability of the same period. A person with poor academic performance does not mean that he will not make money, but this kind of activity cannot be done only by having money.

Auction activities, in addition to finalizing the basic commodities, selecting the location, spending time, energy and money to arrange the site, more importantly, people participate. In order to make the project go smoothly and get on the right track in a true sense, the necessary means is to have several people To drive the atmosphere, that is, to find entrustment, someone will bid for the auction, and then there will be the next person.

But the entrustment can’t really be all your own people, it’s like selling and buying yourself, and the final result is very likely to not benefit much, so it’s a collaborator, that is, a network, and a real person who participates in the auction .

Xia Youjie has connections with ordinary people in society.

This kind of public welfare activity is to mobilize the mood of the onlookers and let them develop a sense of responsibility in a fiery atmosphere.

Wujo Wuxiang won a tea set.

God knows what he wanted the tea set for, and he had no shortage of tea sets, but he became interested, and he casually paid a sky-high price to take a photo of that tea set.

The money he handed over goes to medical services.

Masaharu Nakahara couldn't believe it, "What did Jie do all these years?"

"Him? Hmm..."

Gojo Satoru looked down at him, those eyes looked a little affectionate,

"He's following your path."

Xia Youjie regards Akashi Masaharu's dream as his motivation to live.

All of Akashi Masaharu's assets belonged to the Akashi family, and Xia Youjie took over the Panxing Sect, the only one outside that was not easy to control.

Recruiting a conjurer is on the one hand, because he wants to enrich his power and make himself so strong that he cannot be shaken, and on the other hand, it is a major focus of his life.

——What did Akashi Masaharu do?

Studying medicine: Xia Youjie felt that he couldn't learn it. He was already exhausted teaching and cursing those things for Pan Xing every day.

Investment and financing: Xia Youjie searched hard for the books he had read in Yazhi, and he had seen the covers of those books more than once in the car in Yazhi, economics, financial investment, management, accounting... knowledge of these professional courses It was complicated and boring, and Xia Youjie took a long time to figure it out before he felt that he had mastered it.

Charity: This is the ultimate goal of Masaharu Akashi's crazy money making.

His money is enough for him to live comfortably for several lifetimes, but Yazhi said that he only breathes and excretes alone, and he only needs to read comics, eat delicious food, and travel to distant places for pleasure. Keeping money is nothing more than squandering and squandering, it would be much more meaningful and valuable to turn it into something else.

Xia Youjie used violence to control the benefactors of the Panxing Sect and made them hand over a lot of money.

The money may have been obtained through improper means such as corruption, it may have been inherited from the grandfather's generation, or it may have been obtained through business. It's just a little heartache in my heart. They spent money to seek the blessing of the conjurer, but they were taken in a less gentle way.

Xia Youjie imitated what Masaharu Akashi had done to help the innocent and weak.

"This is just a small-to-medium-sized auction. Masaharu, Jie and Akashi have set up a charity foundation together." Gojo Satoru swiped open his phone and tapped the screen while saying, "This foundation relies on sports and TV broadcasts. Make charity activities entertaining and be accepted and loved by the public, promise, this is it..."

On the phone page, there is an introduction to a basketball game.

Two teams play a game, and no matter which side scores a goal, the charitable foundation will donate to a certain project.

"I've heard of this program, it's once in March, and now that I think about it, it happens to be the day when the Akashi family does their quarterly financial summary."

"It seems to be quite well-known, you don't know, the basketball teams participating in the competition line up from elementary school to university, which also stimulates the development of sports, and the organizer specially added a selection mechanism."

The impact is astonishing.

"...I had no idea that Seijuro and Jay did it together."

It is common for chaebols to do some charity to act as a facade to strengthen people's hearts.

But their money does not come from strong winds, and they are also facing the risk of bankruptcy, so one or two donations a year is enough, but now they have established an additional foundation.

……Because of me?

Masaharu Nakahara's brain was in a daze, his heart beat faster due to the information in front of him, and his breathing seemed to become rapid,

"Yaji..."

Gojo Satoru took back the phone,

"You influenced us, or rather,"

"We all became you."

***

In this world, not only those who are injured in front of us need help, there are many sufferings that cannot be seen by the eyes are spreading.

There are too few things a person can do by force, there is something tough, and another thing can change the situation.

It's money, it's what people want.

Masaharu Nakahara found Xia Youjie in the backcourt.

He now understands what is the cause of the black and tired eyes of the black-haired boy.

The ventilation in the monitoring room was not good. When Masaharu Nakahara opened the door, he could smell the strong and bitter coffee smell.

"I remember you don't like to drink this kind of stuff."

Nakahara Masaharu spoke.

Xia Youjie, who was sipping a cup of hot coffee, turned to look at him, and smiled helplessly, "I can't help it, my head will really feel tired, if my brain doesn't work, how can I accomplish so many things .”

"If the brain is not spinning, rest."

"……You're angry?"

"It's useless for me to be angry." Masaharu Nakahara walked in front of him and had to look up at him, "How long has it been since you haven't slept well in your current state?"

"Well... I have a fixed sleep time every day." Facing Masaharu Masaharu's gaze, Xia Youjie felt a little guilty, "Wu Wu? Aren't you with him?"

"If you stay with him, you will be troubled." Masaharu Nakahara pulled his wrist to feel his pulse, "Let me check..."

As a result, Xia Youjie took his hand away with a light struggle, "No need, anyway, I'm also a super class, and I won't fall down because of such trivial things."

"Is getting four hours of sleep a little thing to ignore?"

"Who told you that I... tsk."

Looking at Masaharu Nakahara's eyes, Xia Youjie, who was eager to defend himself, knew that he had been cheated, "...it's not four hours a day. If you can't stand it, your body will automatically sleep for a day and a night."

After all, conjurers are also people who need physical labor.

"Actually, it's okay." Xia Youjie said in a straight tone, "Doing this kind of thing is much better than expelling curse spirits."

At least I don't have to endure the smell of the curse spirit,

"I recently discovered that if charity is done properly and for a long time, the number of curse spirits will also decrease, because people's negative emotions will no longer accumulate so much." Xia Youjie seems to have found a way to save the country with curves, "So, There are so many ways to slow down the growth of the curse spirit, but the higher-ups haven't done anything."

At the end of his speech, there was an undeniable heaviness on the tip of his tongue.

"They only know how to squeeze what they think is a conjurer who is like a tool."

Masaharu Nakahara sensed his displeasure and anger.

He looked at the black-haired young man who finally opened his heart to him a few inches, and said calmly, "Jie, are you blaming yourself?"

Xia Youjie was startled.

His vortex-like pupils seemed to be emptied in an instant, and when he looked at Masaharu Nakahara, he felt retreated and at a loss,

"You obviously care about me, but you have been avoiding being alone with me."

"I'm back, you just said hello."

"Jie...don't you dare to face me?"