Chapter 66
Even though he made such a scumbag declaration that would make people want to hit him, seeing his deliberately innocent face, Akasaki Chiaki had no choice but to let him go.
He actually wanted to ruffle Yashi's hair, but he felt that Yashi's hairstyle looked really good today, so he thought it would be better to postpone the punishment for a while.
There's nothing I can do. It's always like this, but in the end I still have to forgive him like a father.
Chihiro Akasaki had a cold face, and he looked very ferocious when he made this expression, or even when he smiled he looked a little evil.
In fact, he has a very delicate appearance, with delicate features like a handmade doll. His long, silver-white hair is like the moonlight, which is usually tied into a high ponytail, but most of the time when Yashiro sees it, it is still draped over his shoulders, and his pupils are as red as rubies.
Much more mature than Yashi, cautious and suspicious, he almost never does anything impulsively. But when Yashi told him that she wanted to be a delinquent, he struggled for a whole night, and the next day he accompanied Yashi to get his ears pierced.
Later, in order for Yayoi to have a more stable image, Chihiro became more flamboyant. He always wore a pair of very conspicuous golden earrings, saying that they looked very beautiful when moving during battle.
But today, it seemed that he took off all those things in order to disguise himself as a waiter.
The joke was almost over here, and Yashiro was a little hesitant about how to deal with Chihiro.
Chihiro said that he could probably stay here for three days, but he didn't say how long he had been there before that. But since they were able to find him and enter such a heavily guarded banquet hall, even Chihiro would probably need some time.
Anyway, I can't bring her back, and I can't let Gin and the others know about Chihiro's existence. Fortunately, it was Jingguang who just came over.
Yashi raised his head and was about to say something to Morobushi Keimitsu when he noticed that Morobushi Keimitsu had been looking at him with eyes full of worry, which was unlike the Scottish identity he was pretending to be.
Zhu Fu Jingguang rarely showed his side as an organization member in front of him. Apart from the change in the name, their way of getting along was almost the same as before.
In fact, this is a very dangerous thing. With such a possible future, Yayoi has always been worried that Morobushi Kagemitsu will be exposed because of him in the future.
But this is his business, and he will not let anything happen to Zhu Fu Jingguang.
"Scotland." Yashiro called his name, and after hearing this, Morobushi Kagemitsu also raised his eyes.
In order to disguise himself as a waiter, he left
The beard he had just shaved off was so cute that he could enjoy student discounts at set meal restaurants without a student ID. Except for his height, he looked no different from the two real high school students next to him.
"I'm here." Zhu Fu Jingguang answered without any hesitation. He was already certain in his heart that Yashiro at least still had memories of the previous world, so what he said was more credible.
"You are on my side, right?" Yashi raised his head and asked.
"As long as it's not against principles, I will always stand by your side." Zhu Fu Jingguang answered very seriously.
"Then I'll leave him to you." Yashiro breathed a sigh of relief and pointed at the white-haired boy beside him and said, "Hide him for now. I don't want anyone in the organization to know of his existence."
Zhu Fu Jingguang turned his head and looked at Akasaki Chihiro. Even though they had not discussed it before, the other party did not have any objection to Yayo's way of handling the matter. He lowered his eyes quietly, his light eyelashes covering his slightly evil eyes, and naturally accepted the result.
"I understand." Zhu Fu Jingguang did not ask why, and also agreed, "I will put him in a safe place."
In fact, Chihiro Akasaki is a complete fighter. Unlike his pure snow-like color, his ability is a very fierce flame that can burn all resistance to ashes. Once it touches him a little, it cannot be extinguished.
Because he was too violent, he didn't use his abilities very often. Physical skills were enough for him to fight. Unlike Yayoi, who lost half his life every time he took a physical test, Chihiro Akasaki was able to break records in every school sports meet.
"I'll come find you tomorrow." Yashiro turned to Chihiro and reached out to grab his forearm.
Qian Huang nodded slightly. He never refuted any of Yashi's opinions, even if he sometimes disagreed. Just like today, he actually wanted to get rid of everyone and take Yashi away directly. Just now at the scene, he was so angry when he was fought over by two organizations.
Cadre? Heir? He didn't care about those things.
But since Yashiro said so, he would not object. The name Zhufu Jingguang was a little familiar. He seemed to have seen this person's valley in Yashiro's shopping cart... Yashiro believed in him, so he should be reliable.
They had been out for quite some time, and Yayoi handed Chihiro over to Morobushi Kagemitsu and planned to return to the banquet by herself. Now was not a good time to reminisce about the past.
"Yayo."
When Yashi opened the door and prepared to leave, she was suddenly stopped by Qian Huang.
Shin closed the door, turned his head and looked at him with a little confusion: "What's wrong?"
"I'm sorry I couldn't always be by your side." Akasaki Chihiro reached out and straightened his collar. His tone was cold but very serious. "I wish I could find you earlier."
Yashi was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Don't you think I'm useless when you say that? Don't think about these things, dear."
Yayoi left the room and Akasaki Chihiro stood at the door without moving.
Zhu Fu Jingguang picked up the wig that fell on the ground, walked to the side of Akasaki Chiaki, and saw that the young man was holding a leather collar in his hand, and his whole body exuded a very gloomy aura.
"Let's go." Zhu Fu Jingguang only took a glance and looked away, not trying to provoke Qian Huang. "You can stay in Yashiro's room today. He also stayed at my place for a while before."
Akasaki Chihiro took a deep breath. He didn't have the habit of taking his anger out on others. Although his tone was stiff, he still tried to ask in a relaxed manner: "Have you known him for a long time?"
…
Yashi returned to the banquet, his coat stained with wine had been taken off, revealing the vest and black shirt underneath. The slim design outlined the boy's slender waistline, and the whole person was upright and handsome.
As soon as he entered Zhongyuan, he noticed him, walked around the crowd and came to him, looked him up carefully, and said a little depressedly: "I will never leave again."
"I wanted to go out on my own, and someone followed me." Yayoi said with a smile, and then said to Dazai Osamu who had just walked over, "I want to see Mr. Mori."
Dazai Osamu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Have you decided?"
"This is more important." Yashiro answered. Seeing Dazai Osamu pursed his lips because of his answer, he curled his eyes and said, "At least wait until I finish dealing with things here. Even I can't handle two main lines like this at the same time."
"The main plot..." Dazai Osamu didn't finish his words when Nakahara Chuuya interrupted him.
"I'll take you there."
"I haven't finished my sentence yet, isn't that too rude?"
"It's not necessary for you, and what you have to say is nothing more than excuses. You've already been rejected, what else do you have to say? I declare in advance that I don't want you to join any organization, whether it's the Port Mafia or anything else."
"It's Du Wei, Chuuya." Dazai Osamu said with a little emotion, it was rare that he didn't say something deliberately.
Provoking the anger of Zhongyuan Chuuya, "But I always feel that this place is better than that kind of place. I am worried about you."
As he spoke, he moved closer to Yayoi, his face so close that he could even feel her breathing clearly. His eyes were affectionate and ambiguous, and there was a hint of tenderness in his iris-colored eyes that was not very Zaizhi's.
This kind of deliberate acting is not the first time that Yayo has seen it, or maybe Dazai Osamu has always liked to play this kind of game. Dazai Osamu said that he didn't like his type when they first met. Although as Yayo read the comics, she knew that Dazai was lying when he said he had never read the comics, but based on Yayo's understanding of Dazai Osamu himself, he would not like his type.
But I am definitely interested. After all, it’s not every day that you can see paper people breaking through the dimensional wall and coming to the real world.
Except for himself, there are many works that have been collaborated with, and basically every time he is a fan.
This was of course just a routine test and performance. Usually, Yayoi would cooperate with Dazai Osamu according to what he understood Nishitaka Yayoi's reaction to be, but today he had just met Chihiro and was in a good mood, so he was a little out of character.
"If you're worried about me, then stay by my side." Yashi curved her eyes and said to him, "But you can't do it, right? It doesn't matter. I'm already satisfied that we can maintain this relationship now."
He finally gave Dazai Osamu a very gentle smile and left here with Nakahara Chuuya.
Dazai Osamu stood there in a daze, and only took action when he could no longer see the two people.
"Huh..." He raised his hand and held his forehead with some worry, "What should I do?"
…
Mori Ogai stood on the semi-arched protruding terrace, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, looking quietly into the distance.
The moon is very bright tonight. The man in the black coat turned around slightly. When he saw Yashi, his eyes narrowed slightly and he soon smiled at him.
"Good night." Mori Ogai said to him.
Nakahara Chuuya gently pushed Yashiro on the back, motioning him to go forward, and stood outside, guarding against anyone eavesdropping.
"Good evening." Yashiro stood beside Mori Ogai, looking outside with him, and suddenly asked a question that seemed a bit out of place, "Won't it be easy to be assassinated standing in such a conspicuous place?"
Mori Ogai was stunned for a moment, then he supported his chin with a thoughtful expression: "Indeed."
The view from the terrace is very open, and if you are careful, it is easy to aim at the people standing here.
Downstairs there is a large area of blooming roses, and the fragrance spreads in the air, which is much better than the smell of perfume at the banquet.
"But for the sake of the scenery here, this little bit of threat can be tolerated." Mori Ogai laughed, and his dark red eyes also smiled, "What do you think?"
Ah, this familiar set of tropes from the script, in any case, definitely not a good way to speak.
Yashiro couldn't help but complain in his heart. Although he could understand this way of speaking full of puns and metaphors, it was really tiring to listen to. Chihiro liked to speak like this. The gorgeous font was hard to read, and he had to read it carefully.
Later, Qian Huang found that he didn't like this style, and it became even worse.
"It hurts." Yayoi answered him calmly, "If you get hit by a bullet, it will hurt a lot."
Although it was a very unromantic answer, Mori Ogai could still continue the conversation: "Are you afraid of pain, Yayoi-kun?"
This is the first time I called my own name.
Yashi looked at him, nodded and said, "I really don't like it."
This is the truth. Perhaps because his ability is healing, he is much more afraid of pain than the average person and his ability to tolerate pain is also very poor.
This was not a good question to answer. Mori Ogai sighed and asked, "Are you here, Yashiro-kun, to reject my invitation?"
"Originally, I shouldn't have agreed to this. The cadre must at least be a member with merits like Dazai or Chuuya." Yayoi said, looking at Nakahara Chuuya who was standing at the door.
It was completely an excuse, he had no achievements in the organization, but Yashiro planned to refuse here and try to agree to it there if possible.
Mori Ogai sighed, as if he had known it would not work. "That can't be helped. I can only say that my luck is a little bad. But my invitation is valid for a long time. If Yayoi-kun changes his mind later, either Dazai-kun or Chuuya-kun can bring you to see me."
Yashiro nodded slightly to apologize to him and left.
From Nakahara Chuuya's position, it was easy for him to hear them talking, but after Yashiro came out, he didn't say anything and looked very calm.
"Are we going there next?" Nakahara Chuuya asked when he saw Yayoi, who was relieved.
Talking to Mori Ogai was really tiring. Even though the other party did not make things difficult for him, and the total time they talked did not exceed five minutes, Yashiro still felt a little tired.
This may be the oppressive feeling of the red eyes.
Speaking of
Chihiro's color design makes him look more like a villain. If someone who has not read the original work tries to guess his identity, they will definitely confuse Chihiro with Seiya.
Yayo thought in her heart, then looked at the direction where Nakahara Chuuya was pointing at Gin. Ichinose was smiling and waving at him, and Yayo suddenly didn't want to go over there.
"Can I leave now? The problem has been solved, right?" Yashi asked decisively. He didn't want to stay here any longer. So many people were looking at him, and his clothes were too tight and uncomfortable.
Nakahara Chuuya was slightly stunned, then nodded and said, "It's okay to leave, but where are you going?"
He must go back to Gin first, but Gin might say something to him because he came out today.
“I don’t know…” Yashiro said hesitantly, “Anyway, let’s get out first. It’s so troublesome here.”
What this meant was that the two of them should go together, and Nakahara Chuuya naturally had no objection.
As soon as the two of them moved, Ichinose noticed them and immediately complained to Gin who was drinking glass after glass next to him: "He ran away!"
Gin was a little depressed today. So many things happened and he was so tired. It was the first time he felt so tired. Even the last time he was forced to call Cider to overturn what he had just said, it was not as hard as this.
He felt that he would need to play Candy Crush for at least two hours before he could recover.
All that was available were low-alcohol champagnes and the like, so he naturally had no pressure drinking them, as they were not like cider that would make him get drunk after just one glass.
After hearing what Ichinose said, Gin took out his cell phone from his pocket and called Vodka directly.
[Brother?] Vodka answered the phone, and Gin could hear the sound of him typing on the keyboard.
He must be counting the number of grains or stocks he bought. Gin had seen Vodka do this before. Anyway, as long as it didn't interfere with his work, he could do whatever he wanted. Gin thought he was considerate enough.
And the things I bought weren't completely worth buying. Except...
Gin thought about the books he had read. If Vodka hadn't been very clear that he was a fan of his mother, he would have felt that he needed to worry about Apple Cider's chastity.
"Apple Cider is out, you take him away." Gin said.
[Got it, I think I saw him.] A voice came from the other end of the phone. Vodka put the computer on the seat next to him and immediately started the car.
Gin hung up the phone and looked at Ichinose: "Aren't you going to go find Mori Ogai?"
Ichinose shook his head slowly and said regretfully: "Priority
Apple Bar, the organization is not short of money, they just want to get the funds for free. "
This kind of shameless spirit is really... shameless.
Gin gave him a cold look and picked up a glass of champagne from the side.
As expected, low-alcohol drinks are boring. Let’s find a bar tonight.
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When they reached the door of the hall, Nakahara Chuuya took out his cell phone and prepared to call his driver, but before he could make the call, a black sedan stopped in front of them.
The black car window rolled down, and a ferocious-looking man wearing a hat and black sunglasses looked at them and said to Yashiro, "Apple wine, big brother asked me to pick you up."
Nakahara Chuuya looked at Yayoi inquiringly, and Yayoi nodded. He sighed and said, "Then I'll take you here."
"Let's play together next time." Yayoi was a little disappointed, but didn't show it at all, and said to Nakahara Chuuya as usual.
Nakahara Chuuya nodded slightly. Although the show was over, he still opened the car door for Yayoi.
The co-pilot's seat was filled with Vodka's computer, so there was no room for anyone to sit there. Vodka tried to pick it up, but Yashi refused: "I'll just hold it. No need to bother."
There was nothing important on the computer. Vodka was familiar with him and nodded in agreement: "Then just save it for me and close it. I've almost finished the statistics."
After Yashi sat down, she saw something on the computer. It was an Excel spreadsheet with all kinds of strange and cute names written on it, and there were various numbers behind each name.
As an old ACG person, Yashiro certainly knew what this was, and asked casually, "You are the leader?"
"Actually, I had another group before, and I only ate your grains." Vodka said this without any psychological pressure. He usually used cider as a substitute for meals, and the other party was not angry. "I became the group leader because two years ago, I met a rich netizen who liked Yayo-chan. She was very rich but didn't know how to buy grains, so I opened a group specifically for her. Anyway, it increased sales for my son."
Yashi was used to hearing this and didn't feel surprised at all. However, Vodka's enthusiasm was beyond his expectation. After all, it was troublesome to start a group. Vodka was really kind-hearted to be the group leader just for one person.
"It's a pity that since last year, she suddenly seemed to want to quit. She hardly buys any. Every time I ask her, she says no." Vodka shook his head, seeming to be very puzzled by the lady's behavior.
He clenched his fists and said, "Yashi is so cute, how can I quit!"
"Ahem." Yashi cleared his throat. Although he was used to the online comments from netizens, Vodka's enthusiasm always made him a little unpredictable. "Then will you continue to be the leader? Aren't you busy with work?"
Vodka showed an honest smile, shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, because I found that being the leader is quite interesting."
As he said this, he was about to leave, but even after he stepped on the accelerator to the maximum, the car didn't move at all.
When I turned around, I saw the ochre-haired boy who had just come out with Yashiro. His head was hanging down, and his hair covered his eyes, so I couldn't see his expression. His right hand was holding the car door, and a faint dark red light appeared on his body and the car.
"What do you want to do?" Vodka reached his hand into his suit jacket, with a fierce expression on his face, as if he was about to shoot him.
Even if the opponent is actually a person with special abilities, his bullets may not hit the opponent.
But considering that Cider was around, if he didn't protect Brother Cider well, he would definitely not let him go. And Cider's face made Vodka feel that fighting for him was no big deal.
"I want to ask you a question." Nakahara Chuuya's voice was a little dry. He raised his head and stared straight at Vodka.
"Me?" Vodka pointed at his nose and asked in surprise.
He knew that the other party was a member of the Port Mafia, and that he knew Yashi and probably liked Yashi. He knew this when he and his elder brother followed Yashi last time, but he never thought about the relationship between the other party and himself.
“Yes.” Nakahara Chuuya’s voice was low and charming. He opened his mouth, as if he had some difficulty in saying what to say next. “Is your online name ‘Super Sweet Little Meow Meow Cheese Sauce’?”
Yashiro: “?”
Vodka was stunned, and a blush appeared on his face. He coughed twice and said, "Um...actually...what happened?"
Nakahara Chuuya looked speechless and choked up, and tried to say, "I am that...netizen."
He really couldn't say the word "rich woman".
Voltgar was so frightened that half of his sunglasses fell off, and Yashiro almost saw his eyes.
"Are you the 'tainted sorrow'?!! Hat Mommy?"
Nakahara Chuuya covered his face. Being called by an online name in real life is really a torture in the 21st century. Not to mention being called mommy.
He was not used to being called mom on the Internet, but all the little girls around him called him that... including that Cheese Sauce. He thought it was an unwritten rule on the Internet and agreed every time they called him that.
Who knows...
"So you're not a 16-year-old high school girl?" Nakahara Chuuya said desperately as he looked at Vodka's burly figure. !
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