Matcher's Dossier [Comprehensive]

Synopsis: My name is Sonoko Suzuki, an unlucky transmigator with MAX reincarnation skills. I was born into an aircraft carrier-level tycoon family. However, my father, convinced he'd have a son...

Chapter 14 The Terrible Fifth Man

Chapter 14 The Terrible Fifth Man

The person named Suou Tamaki has a very faint presence in Suzuki Sonoko's memory.

In fact, for a long time afterwards, she had not learned to think of "Suzuki Odo" as "Sou Kamido", so even after they exchanged contact information, the name Suou Kamido recorded in her address book was Odo.

By the way, the note is [fiancé.4th].

Because of this incident, Suzuki Tomoko almost broke off her friendship with Suou Shizue, but the mistress of a large conglomerate was not a high school girl in her prime after all, so she really didn't want to have any contact with him.

In order to make this matter pass as soon as possible, Suwang Huan was sent to school early when it was still early before school started.

——Although Mrs. Shizue lost in the big picture, she still managed to bring the illegitimate child under her nose and took the position of Ouran chairman.

On the other hand, just one month later, Sonoko met the candidate for fiancé who was strictly speaking the fifth candidate, but was actually only the fourth.

Feng Jingye, who is neither an illegitimate child nor adopted, is also very capable and looks like a "family elite" who is very good at making money.

By the way, he is the third child in the family. Like Jinguji Ren, he is a super safe candidate because even if his eldest brother runs away, he still has a second brother to take over.

Yuanzi still has reservations about this.

Feng Jingye and Suou Huan are completely different, but Suzuki Sonoko feels inexplicably tired when she sees him.

Suou Tamaki occasionally shows some subtle signs of lacking love. Although it is very rare, because his daily state is too bright, the contrast between his lonely or indifferent expression becomes particularly obvious.

As for this Feng Jingye...

Why does this guy seem to be even more in need of love than Suou Tamaki?

And it’s not just missing occasionally, it’s missing every moment!

Although she intuitively sensed a strange aura, during the first six months that Yuanzi was with him, her mind was filled with thoughts like "Where should we go today when the flowers are in full bloom and the moon is full?"

At that time, she only felt that Feng Jingye was handsome, kind-hearted and had a good figure, and being able to spend her life with him was simply the greatest happiness in life.

And one day half a year later, Xiaolan participated in a karate exhibition match.

The main purpose of an exhibition match is to show oneself. When Xiaolan walked out of the preparation passage with her seniors from the same club, Sonoko was so happy that she immediately stood up from her seat.

She held a small red flag in each hand and ran to the railing in two excited steps, with half of her body leaning out of the audience: there was a multi-school joint training before the exhibition match, and she hadn't seen Xiaolan in person for almost half a month!

When Mao Lilan looked up, she saw her shaking her arms. She was immediately stunned by the difficult movement and had to make gestures to her from a distance.

【Hurry up and stand back a little, Yuanzi, be careful or you might fall! 】

Over the past decade or so, the two of them have developed a certain level of telepathy.

So, Yuanzi waved her hand generously, signaling her, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it myself!"

Xiaolan weakly supported her forehead: With your combat power of less than 0.5, what's the point of just watching? Haven't you crossed the road without looking at the cars many times?

Unfortunately, the two of them were too far apart, and the senior had already started warming up, so she couldn't give any major hints.

She could only kick her legs to look at the audience, raise her arms to look at the audience again, hoping that even if Yuanzi really fell accidentally, she would be able to run over in time to help her block it.

Just as the preparatory activities were about to end, Mao Lilan finally breathed a sigh of relief, because a second person seemed to appear on the convex terrace where Yuanzi was jumping.

Judging from his figure, he is probably a man.

In a casual glance of a thousandth of a second before stepping into the arena, the slender figure seemed to pause beside Yuanzi, and when she looked up again after recovering from the attack, there was no one on the stage.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion…

When bowing and greeting her opponent, Mao Lilan realized belatedly: just now, the person next to Yuanzi... seemed to have looked at her quite hard.

In the audience seats on this side, Feng Jingye pushed his glasses calmly, gently holding the confiscated red flag in his hand, and quietly listened to Suzuki Sonoko read the letter of guarantee.

"...Guardrails in outdoor and public places should be no less than 900mm in height, measured from the centerline of the step to the top of the handrail. I promise to use outdoor public facilities in accordance with the regulations and not climb, scratch, or intentionally damage them—"

After reading this, Yuanzi looked up cautiously and tried to defend herself: "Jing Ye."

"Um?"

The young man had a warm smile on his face and asked nonchalantly, "What's wrong?"

"I didn't climb..." and there was no scratching!

Besides, this is a gymnasium, right?

It's completely acceptable to get a little excited during sporting events!

She just waved the flag happily and didn't litter the venue...

"You've done something so dangerous and worrying," the clear, pleasant male voice said with a hint of surprise, "Sonoko, don't you have any intention of apologizing to those who are worried about you?"

"But……"

——But I don’t think you’re worried about me?

If her intuition was correct, you were clearly angry at that moment!

Is there any clear connection between that cold mood and worry?

Of course, she thought so, but looking at Feng Jingye's smile, she inexplicably didn't dare to say it out loud.

When the game officially started, the lights around the audience seats dimmed, and only the center of the stadium and the big screen in the middle were lit. Sonoko had seen the game process outline from Xiaolan before, so she prepared glow sticks in advance, but she couldn't find them after searching everywhere.

Seeing that Xiaolan was about to leave, she didn’t know where the props she used to cheer were.

The third son of the Feng family, who was sitting next to her, seemed to have just noticed her unusual movements and asked in a soft, concerned tone, "Is something missing?"

Suzuki Sonoko bit her fingers and began to recall.

When she went out at noon today...which bag did she take?

Then she realized belatedly that she had never brought a bag with her when she went out in the past six months.

Even if I pack my bag and take it out, I will leave it in the car or ask the driver to take it back.

As for why?

Of course it’s because Feng Jingye has prepared everything!

So she realized a little late that although she had prepared a bag of cheering props when she was thinking about "going to cheer for Xiaolan" last night, when she left home at noon this morning, she subconsciously thought "I don't need to bring anything with Jingye", so...

So when she went out, her hands were empty.

The reason why she felt that she was holding something was because when she first went out and met Feng Jingye, he handed her a piece of Taiyaki, and after she finished eating the Taiyaki, he gave her a cup of milk tea.

And then...

Suzuki Sonoko knocked her head: Why doesn’t she have any memory of what happened after that?

Feng Jingye had become accustomed to her occasional moments of stunned silence, so he naturally placed the back of his hand against her cheek to check if she had a fever or was cold, his eyes casually glancing over her fingers.

The hand-painted little red flag seemed to have been painted by her herself with watercolors, and the black paint on the pole left two faint marks between her white fingers.

Ah, I really am just like a child...

The fiancé sighed helplessly, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, pinched her wrist and wiped it gently.

Suzuki Sonoko came back to her senses at the touch of his warm and smooth palm. She saw him wiping her hands with his eyes half closed, and she suddenly realized something.

By the way, after drinking milk tea in the morning, Feng Jingye used this expression and action to wipe her hands clean.

By the time he put the handkerchief away, the car had already arrived at the stadium!

So that's how it is...

Yuanzi breathed a sigh of relief. No wonder she didn't realize that she was missing something along the way.

In the dark but noisy audience stands, Feng Jingye saw her dark eyes flash with tiny lights, and she seemed to suddenly relax and let out a long sigh.

——The feeling is similar to seeing a listless ball of fur suddenly become energetic and all the fur on its body stands up.

So Feng Jingye touched her hair calmly.

After six months of getting along, he had given up trying to guess the purpose behind her emotional changes, but this change of easily becoming listless and then immediately brightening up was indeed quite interesting.

Suzuki Sonoko has always been very cooperative with her fiancé, so she whispered to him, "I forgot to bring Xiaolan a glow stick to cheer her on."

Feng Jingye also responded in a small voice, "That's a pity indeed..."

Sonoko nodded sincerely.

Feng Jingye then comforted her and said, "This is not your fault. Next time if you want to bring something, tell me in advance and I will prepare it."

The moment he finished speaking, Suzuki Sonoko really thought this was a good idea, so she breathed a sigh of relief, and when the other party comforted her to go out for food later, she began to think seriously about what she wanted to eat.

Miss Suzuki Sonoko, who was suffering from decision-making difficulties, hesitated for a long time and unconsciously turned her eyes for help to her extremely reliable fiancé.

Feng Jingye felt like laughing when he saw her sparkling eyes, and suddenly he had the urge to take out something to feed her.

So, based on his observations over the past six months, he chose a store that Yuanzi subconsciously preferred but was unsure about. He also considerately asked whether any of the seasonal fruits used in the desserts included apricots, which she was allergic to.

Under the flickering lights, a handsome and tall young man was talking on the phone with a calm expression. The topic of the call was to order meals for you. This should have been a romantic and heartwarming scene - but the intuitive Miss Suzuki Sonoko suddenly felt a chill on her heels.

Although there is no connection between the two things, at this moment, she couldn't help but think of a small incident before.

Feng Jingye is a very thoughtful person, and is extremely good at emphasizing his own characteristics in a moderate way while being tolerant of others.

The cause of the incident was that Yuanzi liked playing games, and Feng Jingye considerately said that he would accompany her and studied the game with great interest for a while.

Because of his tactical vision problems, Feng Jingye mastered the game not long after playing. But just when Yuanzi was in high spirits and stayed up late for three days and two nights to farm equipment, Mr. Feng Jingye, who was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, said that his eyes were tired.

Yuanzi has never been nearsighted since he was a child, but looking at the slightly red eyes... it seems that it is indeed quite serious.

So while digesting the food after dinner that day, she and Feng Jingye went to buy new eye drops, and then applied the medicine to him three or four times a day according to the precise instructions in the instructions.

Because they were living together as an engaged couple from the beginning, Yuanzi didn't care about most physical contacts. After just a few days, she was inexplicably responsible for applying eye drops to Feng Jingye.

Sometimes, when they were halfway through playing games, the handsome boy sitting next to her would suddenly take off his glasses, frown slightly, pinch the bridge of his nose, and fall sideways on her lap as if in pain.

Whenever this happened, Yuanzi would naturally open the drawer and take out the bottle of eye drops, then gently touch Feng Jingye's eyelids and apply some medicine to relieve his fatigue.

Once, twice, three times, four times.

Yuanzi often breaks away from his teammates and presses pause in the middle of a game to put eye drops in Feng Jingye's eyes.

Games are mainly about virtual social interaction. Although she is at a high level, she will still be scolded by her teammates if she does too many things like this. They don't know how much money she has because they are connected to the Internet. So spamming her screen and scolding her for being a bad player is no big deal.

The same thing happened many times. On the one hand, Miss Suzuki Sonoko felt that she was really letting her teammates down. On the other hand, she also realized that an unfriendly gaming environment could easily kill passion.

Then she inexplicably quit playing the game.

Afterwards, Feng Jingye deleted the account, and in addition to taking a walk with her after dinner, he also added emails to each other before going to bed to report on their daily activities.

Just like that, the original game time quietly disappeared from the garden life.

Now think about it…

She stared at the boy's delicate jawline and blinked expressionlessly.

Although she didn't explicitly ask him to bring her glow sticks, when they were reporting to each other a few days ago, she clearly said that she was currently assembling cheering light sticks for Xiaolan's exhibition match.

Could her fiancé, who could even remember a casual word she said, really forget the support item production schedule she had reported to him for several days in a row?

Mr. Fiancé, who saw those production schedules, really didn't understand when those things were used?

Since he knew who those things were for and when they were to be used, why didn't he remind her at all that she had forgotten to bring her hard-earned products, like he would have reminded her to put on more clothes, when she went out at noon?

Yuanzi tilted her head involuntarily.

He really forgot...

Or is it because you simply don't want to see those things?

As the lights in the venue suddenly lit up, the tall and handsome boy threw down the small flag in his hand, stood up and extended his hand to Suzuki Sonoko.

"Leaving?"

The girl with warm brown hair sat there in a daze, looking him up and down with a troubled expression. Then, when Feng Jingye couldn't help laughing at her expression, she suddenly let out an ambiguous sigh.

"Jing Ye," she blinked blankly, "Why do I suddenly feel that you are a little scary?"

The boy's pupils shrank slightly for a moment after being told something scary, and then he laughed softly as if he couldn't help laughing. He bent down and put his hand on the side of her ear and rubbed it gently.

"That must be an illusion, right?"

While saying these words, the terrifying Feng Jingye sighed and kissed the bright eyes of his fiancée.

When she closed her eyes because of the itch, he rested his forehead against her brows and said with a smile, "I've been so good to you. Besides calling me scary, my fiancée, you should occasionally... pay more attention to my good points."

The author has something to say: You can understand Feng Jingye's psychology for yourselves...

You can also experience for yourselves what kind of routine he used...

Suzuki Sonoko's personality is that she is easily blinded by beauty, but won't be fooled for long.

After the expiration of beauty, tragedy is not far away:-D

This is a story about being conquered. The heroine is being tricked from the beginning to the end, but she manages to fight back every time. The specific operations are detailed in the following text.

Finally, as usual, I ask for comments. By the way, does talking more when asking for comments really work? The number of comments from the last chapter seems to have returned to normal levels... I'm so touched /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~