Chapter 103 Suzuki Suzuki Who Do You Love
The evening of roasting sweet potatoes has become blurred in the unreliable memory of mankind. Mr. Yukihira Soma was in a daze for not long when the topic of urging marriage across the phone line suddenly changed. Mito Yumei seemed to have her throat strangled. She turned her head with a pale face and her movements were extremely stiff.
Yukihira: "What's wrong?"
The blond girl's face was stern. "Do you remember how we started the topic of [Suzuki]?"
Yukihira: “Huh?”
Rou Mei roared that it was because of gossip!
Why gossip?
"Because a girl suddenly appeared in the store. She obviously knew you, but after saying a few incomprehensible words, she ran away without saying a word!"
——This plot is so damn sour!
With so many ridiculous experiences before her, Rou Mei felt more and more like she was going to die. "No way..." Her voice was shaking a little. "How did I talk to you just now? Didn't it seem particularly intimate?"
Mayumi quickly shook her head: "No, no, absolutely not!"
Mito Yumei made a quick decision and said, "As another person of the opposite sex in the Shura Field, you are definitely within the other party's vigilance range. Your self-perception does not count!"
Her expression now was even more bitter and resentful than when she was making blind guesses just now.
"Ms. Suzuki disappeared for the past few months. She must have been fighting with her family. She finally managed to deal with it, but now, just two days after the news broke, she's already come looking for you..."
Yukihira Soma still had some sense at this point, not yet completely trapped in the ditch, and he struggled desperately: "Hey, hey, hey, forget about everything else, today was clearly a coincidence, right? Sonoko couldn't have known I was coming back today!"
Roumei was shocked at that time.
"Isn't this even more cruel?!"
"Her first reaction after regaining her freedom wasn't to go to Totsuki and interrupt your training sessions, but to just sneak a peek at your place. Come to think of it, if it weren't so busy today, the lights in the shopping street would have been turned off by now, right?"
"Just think about it. The whole street was dark at that time, and she was the only one standing alone in front of the entrance of Xingping Canteen, staring blankly. She looked at the lanterns at the entrance, then at the sign, and occasionally thought of you. When she had enough, she would go back."
"Not only is she bearing all the pressure alone, but when you meet her next time, you won't even know she's missed you..."
Xingping: "..."
Yukihira: "But I really think it was an accident..."
On the other end of the phone (yes, the phone hasn't been hung up yet), Sakaki Ryoko said to him earnestly: "What kind of accident could happen so coincidentally?"
Instead, Mayumi watched the whole thing from the front desk, still retaining some of the common sense of a normal onlooker. She whispered, "Actually, there's a boy here with her. Maybe she's on a date?"
However, the president of the shopping street, as someone who had experienced it, rubbed his chin and recalled his youth, saying, "Absolutely impossible."
"After the girl ran off, the boy chased her without any sincerity. His attitude was so humanitarian that he said he had no good friends."
"And they used 'Hey' when addressing each other. It's reasonable to guess that it was just a chance encounter, and they might not even know each other's names yet."
Mayumi thought for a moment and said, "Couldn't this just be a last-minute hookup?"
"Of course you can," the president shrugged. "But even if it was just a casual flirtation, if the woman reacted so strongly to a boy she saw at a street stall and even ran away, leaving him behind, this flirtation is probably going to fail!"
Over there, Rou Mei was still lost in her literary channel, sometimes looking at the sky, sometimes thinking about you, and couldn't help but mutter to herself, "How terrible! Seeing this scene, Miss Suzuki must be very sad, right?"
——Although there are no overly intimate actions, but when a person of the opposite sex suddenly appears next to her lover whom she hasn't seen for a long time, and this person is a tacit understanding with her (when cooking), coupled with her psychological state of being able to relax after being under pressure for a long time, will she feel that all her efforts are in vain?
And this guy Yukihira hasn't explained yet...
That’s right!
Thinking of this, Rou Mei slammed the table and said, "Xingping, why didn't you chase her just now?"
Yukihira Hajime honestly said that he didn't react at all at that time. He had thrown vegetables every weekend before. How many plates did he have to throw to get 60 points in the garden?
Isn't he allowed to get excited?
But under Mito Yumei's condemning gaze, the red-haired boy, who was actually determined to be a cook, couldn't help but recall the moment when the eldest lady turned around and ran away just now.
——Is Sonoko...really sad?
Yuanzi said otherwise?
"I'm so sad!"
In the coffee shop eight hundred meters away, with cute background music playing, Aomine Daiki bit into a piece of fried chicken and reluctantly responded to her shouting with a "Hmm?"
Miss Suzuki immediately took the opportunity to complain.
"That was my first experimental goal," she said, her tone filled with emotion, her facial expression exaggerated. "Winning people's hearts and minds is a difficult task that requires a lot of effort and is difficult to grasp. It takes a lot of time and effort!"
Besides, she has never been one to be considerate of others. "Not to mention the slow progress, it's actually...
Aomine Daiki was holding something in his mouth and said vaguely, "He actually found a girlfriend and ran away?"
Suzuki Sonoko was suddenly thrown out of character midway through her performance and said speechlessly, "What kind of a plot are you imagining?"
In Soma Yukihira's social circle, 80% of the girlfriends he can attract are also students of Totsuki. For her, it's like buy one get one free. The girl in front helps her make the hot sauce, and the one behind helps her make soy sauce. No matter how you look at it, it's a huge profit, okay?
And: "Swallow it first before you talk. Is fried chicken really that delicious?"
Qingfeng drank his soda unmoved, not thinking that his eating manners were wrong at all. He objectively commented, "The one just now tastes better than this one."
Yuanzi immediately lost his composure, sighing profusely as he spoke, "The simpler the food, the more effort the recipe requires. This is especially true for fried chicken, which is readily available on every street corner. Therefore, not only are the ingredients in the marinade recipe, but even the proportions can be incredibly difficult to come up with. The better the taste, the higher the value."
"In theory, the recipe is the chef's [proprietary], but if it's really refurbished, the sponsor will own 51% of it."
"Or, during subsequent large-scale production, we can exchange equity proportionally. In any case, all the initial investments must be rewarded..."
The more Qingfeng listened, the more he felt that this thing had nothing to do with the love theater.
But after Suzuki Sonoko finished muttering all this, she banged her head on the table in front of her with a thud, gritting her teeth and crying (it hurts a lot when you hit your head): "I clearly traveled thousands of miles to get sponsorship because of the commercial value, and I decided to spend time and effort to win him over because of his talent. But after all this time, that guy actually shared the results of my delicious research with other businesses without my permission..."
"That's too much!"
Aomine Daiki was shocked: "So when you took those two aggressive steps just now, you actually wanted to hit him?"
——Oh my god, I thought they were catching the mistress.
Yuanzi suddenly became even more depressed.
"I'd like to fight," she rubbed her forehead and grumbled, "but I'm not right!"
Aomine: "Huh?"
Yuanzi raised his hand and slapped his forehead, hitting it again and again, and was so annoyed that he didn't care about the pain.
——Just when she was about to question him why he leaked the research results without consulting him, Miss Suzuki suddenly realized: because her uncle had emphasized from the beginning that the key point was to win people's hearts, so he just kept saying that sincerity would be rewarded with sincerity, thinking that he had just been admitted to Totsuki, and it would take at least three to five years for the business to be realized, right?
So she was in no hurry at all and just kept buying things for Yukihira - so much so that she forgot to ask him to sign a sponsorship contract first.
In other words, after spending so much of her money (and time), Soma Yukihira is still a free man!
Thinking about it now, Yuanzi starts to doubt her life every minute: How could I do such a stupid thing?
She was so upset that she spent the whole meal feeling upset. She didn't even bother to help Qingfeng defeat Jinji as she had promised. She only drank two glasses of juice in total.
Finally, when Qingfeng Daihui was paying the bill, he studied the numbers on the bill for a long time and was still a little dissatisfied.
Too little...
It was already dark when they left the house. Logically speaking, they could have gone their separate ways after just meeting by chance and having a meal together, but one of them was a (ostensibly) single and weak girl, so Qingfeng-kun was a little worried.
He was very humanitarian and considered whether he should give the girl a walk, but he was a little reluctant: after all, they really didn't know each other well, and wasting his evening watching TV programs for such a stranger was not worth it no matter how he thought about it...
Doesn’t her phone still have battery? Can’t she call a taxi herself?
Thinking of this, he looked back and saw Suzuki Sonoko following him dejectedly two steps behind him, wholeheartedly regretting the stupid thing that she had forgotten to sign the contract, not afraid of stepping into a trap at all.
The tall, dark-skinned boy uttered a "tsk" and was just about to call her when a streak of orange light passed silently at the corner of the street. The car's body with smooth lines looked pitch black and unique in the dim light of the street lamp.
The car pulled over and the high-end explosion-proof glass slowly slid down, revealing Akashi Seijuro's calm face.
"Dahui."
It was just his name, and his tone was rather declarative, as if it was a matter of course that he was still the director in charge and Aomine Daiki was still a member under his supervision.
A mysterious sense of patriarchy.
Aomine Daiki was shocked at first [Why is Akashi here?], so he didn't have time to reply. Akashi surprisingly didn't mind. After a moment of silence, he suddenly asked, "Why don't you go to the awards ceremony?"
As soon as this topic came up, Qingfeng instantly became impatient: "That guy Jinji said it didn't matter. It's just an award ceremony. Why is he making such a fuss? Who wants to waste that time?"
Before he could finish his words, a force quietly tugged at his sleeve.
Qingfeng kept his head down in confusion.
"what?"
Yuanzi whispered, "He should be asking me..."
Qingfeng: "You're not accepting the award, what does it have to do with you?"
Qingfeng: "Besides, the award has been delayed..."
Yuanzi paused and said, "If I hadn't skipped it, the award ceremony might not have been delayed."
Qingfeng didn't understand at all.
Moreover, there was a big difference in height between the two of them, and Sonoko kept speaking in a low voice as if she was whispering. Qingfeng wanted to hear what she said clearly, so he could only hunch his back to the left. After they finished speaking, they looked more wretched than the other.
"Hearing is worse than meeting," Akashi, who was sitting in the car, cleared his throat lightly, naturally interrupting the conversation: "Ms. Suzuki is a little different from what I imagined."
Because of her personal likes and dislikes, Suzuki Sonoko had never met anyone with the surname Akashi in the past 18 years. When she saw him for the first time, she felt a conditioned reflex of chest tightness and shortness of breath.
Then she felt something was wrong.
——She was unilaterally avoiding people with the surname Akashi, but the result should have been that the two sides had never met each other. She didn't even go to Akashi's coming-of-age party when he was fifteen. The two families were separated by a huge distance, so how did this person hear about her?
Still [not quite what I imagined], Sonoko frowned. In the minds of the people named Akashi, is she actually a person worth imagining?
Wow, what's wrong with being flattered?
So far, Ms. Suzuki Sonoko has no idea that she has a personality that is "crazy about love".
——That’s the one that Ms. Mito Yumei was explaining to the onlookers.
So her expression was as shocked as if it were real.
Akashi Seijuro was a little surprised by this bluntness, but he didn't want to comment too much. Instead, he glanced at Aomine with disdain and said, "Daiki, get in the car."
Yuanzi thought to himself, why are you avoiding me like this? Are you afraid that I will bite him?
"What else?"
Akashi, who understood her expression almost instantly, lowered his eyes unmoved and said calmly, "Please, Ms. Suzuki, don't play with my members so casually. As a basketball idiot, his only redeeming feature is his simple mind. But even a guy like Daiki can be so quick to talk to him, which is quite worthy of his reputation."
Suzuki Sonoko thought about it and felt that the original intention of this statement might be to praise her.
But she thought about it three, four, five times, but still couldn't figure out what he was praising.
So she raised her hand slightly, and was about to ask what kind of person she was now, when she caught a glimpse of the side door of the next venue with bright lights on. A row of moving khaki figures were coming down the short steps, and the figure with blue-purple hair at the head looked particularly familiar!
——Yukimura Seiichi?
Yuanzi was shocked, but actually felt a little relieved.
Based on Sonoko's understanding of the Nanakamado Research Institute, Yukimura Seiichi's life is definitely not in danger. In order to study his talent for illusion, those experts will even try their best to cure his radiculitis.
From the last quick visit, it seemed that he was getting along very well with those old people.
But no matter how likable his personality is, as long as he is still a "study", those old people who are essentially cold-hearted will definitely know which is more important, "appreciation" or "study".
As a test subject, personal freedom is bound to be restricted. Not to mention that you have no control over your own actions, you also have to be more understanding: you have to understand that this is a contribution to the country, you can be resentful, but you must grasp the scale and not give rise to obvious newspaper bias.
If there is, it must be hidden so that the evildoers cannot see it.
Otherwise, you won't even have the chance to erase your memory and return to normal society.
The elderly will feel that there is a dark tendency hidden in your nature. Even if you don’t have this memory, once you encounter any ups and downs in your life in the future, you may become angry and endanger society.
Since it is a social hazard, we might as well make the best use of it and lock him up for ten or eight years first.
——It’s similar to the reason why Jingling Court established the Maggot Nest.
Suzuki Sonoko always felt that their logic was particularly bandit-like, but everyone in the Yuzhu Tower, note, everyone, not only treated others in this bandit-like manner, but also demanded the same bandit-like attitude from themselves. When the moment came for them to sacrifice their lives for the country, everyone was willing to die generously, and no one would hesitate.
Assuming there is no double standard (she is still a vested interest), the logic of these robbers is impeccable.
Therefore, even though she knew that those chosen for the research would most likely remain unharmed, Sonoko always avoided involving Xiaolan.
But Yukimura Seiichi is clearly a rare illusionist. Sonoko wondered, considering Aizen Sosuke's purpose was unclear and he had no obvious weaknesses: "How could he be released so soon?"
After the Golden King came back, she avoided issuing any direct orders in the Pillar Tower and was extremely careful with her tone of voice. It was not easy to use the back door, so it might be helpful to find out which process Yukimura followed.
If Xiaolan is deeply hurt by it, maybe it can be used as a reference...
Thinking of this, Suzuki Sonoko subconsciously took a step and wanted to walk towards him.
At this moment, Yukimura Seiichi also saw her from a reluctant distance. His blue-purple eyes suddenly flashed, and his pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip. He subconsciously turned back to look for Kirihara.
At the tail end of the team, the lively Kirihara Aka was happily circling around Yanagi Renji, muttering nonsense about fighting games all the time, with a bright face without a trace of gloom.
——Because he didn't remember anything in the first place.
Although he was already deeply involved in it, Yukimura was unwilling to let other people around him get exposed to this terrible "secret". Almost the next second after seeing the familiar lady turn her body, he raised his head and expressed his intention to stop her with a stern look.
Please stay away from them.
To be honest, after working on a film for so long, Yukimura's stern face had an unspeakable intimidating power, and Sonoko made him stand there in a daze.
However, the physical examination of the Yuzhu Tower is imminent. In addition to Xiaolan, she also wants to take care of Mr. Aomine Daiki, who seems arrogant but has a good personality.
Sonoko hesitated for a moment, and Haruka made a phone call gesture. Yukimura was slightly stunned, nodded in approval, and left with the others.
It actually didn't take much time to finish this eyebrow-raising lawsuit, but when she looked back, the tall, dark-skinned man and the red-haired basketball captain who looked like his elder had disappeared.
Looking around the garden, there was only the back of a car gradually disappearing in the distance.
There was no intention of waiting for her at all.
Miss Suzuki sighed that people's hearts have changed, shrugged indifferently, and prepared to call a taxi to go home.
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On the other side, the atmosphere in the car was particularly silent.
Akashi Seijuro glanced at Qingfeng and said, "I didn't know you had that kind of patience. You could actually stay with a stranger you met on the street for so long."
Aomine Daiki had a childhood sweetheart after all, and he usually listened to a lot of shojo manga plots from Momoi Satsuki's mumbling (she would occasionally complain about TV dramas, and the end of each sentence would always be "A-Da, you must never be like that scumbag!").
Even if a person is an insulator of pink, even if he cannot develop boyfriend power after being criticized for three to five years, at least he can have some common sense of being a "gentleman".
He completely failed to grasp the irony and replied, "I just ran into an innocent girl with no money and offered her a helping hand. Is that not okay?"
Akashi thought of the scene he had just seen, and recalled the rumors about Miss Suzuki. He sighed meaningfully and said, "You don't need to worry about her."
Qingfeng wasn't particularly impressed and gave a nonchalant "Oh." When you turned around, you suddenly realized the view outside the window was wrong: "Is it heading to the back door of the gymnasium?"
Akashi glanced again and again: "You just said it yourself, and May."
Qingfeng was just about to say that according to Imakichi Shoichi, the entire Toou basketball team should have left on the school bus long ago, but before he could finish his words, the car stopped steadily and Momoi Satsuki, carrying a large pink bag, nimbly opened the car door and jumped in.
As she put the big bag away, she said, "Thank you, Xiaochi, for allowing me to wait until now..."
——The summer season is over and preparations for the Winter Cup have begun. During Momoi Teimitsu's time, he got to know many reporters who were following him for interviews. Being able to get the approximate game schedule and estimated groupings in advance from someone he knew was considered a backdoor.
However, the reporter worked for a large sports magazine that covered more than just basketball, so he would have to wait until the end of the tennis match before he would have time to meet her.
Tao Jingwu had no choice but to squat on the sidelines and wait for more than an hour.
During the previous training session, Tonghuang had agreed to share this information with Luoshan. When Momoi knew that she could get it today, she immediately called Akashi. However, Luoshan's people had already left after receiving the award. When Akashi knew that she had to be alone so late, he said to her: Wait there, I will come to get it from you and take you home by the way.
After finishing this long explanation, Tao Jing Wuyue turned around and asked Qingfeng while holding her big bag, "Ada, why are you here too? Didn't the minister say that you used public funds to live a life of luxury?"
Qingfeng thought to himself, what kind of description are you using...
Over there, Akashi's expression seemed to relax a little. He raised the corners of his mouth calmly and took the notebook handed to him by Momoi.
The notebook was very thick, and there were a few photos at the beginning, which fell down when I opened it.
Tao Jing belatedly realized and uttered an "Ah!", then hurriedly said, "I just borrowed the Polaroid photo from someone. I don't even have a digital backup. Boss, please be careful!"
So Akashi took it and flipped it over, and saw a familiar figure in the photo that flashed by.
This is not...
He held up the photo, pointed his index finger at the center of the frame, and asked Tao Jing, "Is this the person you took the picture of?"
Tao Jing replied with a series of "hmmmm" with shining eyes.
"He's a super-powerful figure in the junior high school tennis world. He's known as the Son of God... and his playing is truly spectacular! Even someone like me who doesn't really understand him finds it fascinating—"
Before he could finish his words, Qingfeng interrupted him: "Don't you like Azhe?"
Momoi gave him a disgusted "tsk" and said, "I just admire him because I think he's pretty. Besides, don't you think Yukimura-kun deserves more praise for his beauty than the handsome Tetsu-kun?"
Qingfeng's expression was hard to describe. Why should a man be called handsome? His eyes slowly fell on the photo.
Ah, he was perfunctorily surprised: Isn’t this the person the young lady was looking at at the door?
Momoi looked at him in confusion, then turned back to look at the photo. Apart from Yukimura-kun's dashing figure, there was nothing special about it...
"Could it be that Ah Da knew him before?"
Qingfeng: "Huh?"
Momoi explained that although Yukimura-kun bears the title of Son of God, his health is not good. Today, when he was playing on the court, the interview assistants who often followed and reported on him for sports magazines seemed to be very excited and genuinely emotional. The level of their worry was almost the same as that of the idol's real fans.
Aomine Daiki originally wanted to say, "What does it have to do with me whether this person is sick or not?", but Akashi Seijuro moved slightly and interrupted the conversation at the right time.
His expression was somewhat intriguing: "May mentioned that her health was not good...how serious was it?"
Momoi sighed in confusion, as if she didn't understand why Akashi was interested in this, but after getting used to obeying, she answered the question truthfully.
"It is said that since the end of last year, Yukimura-kun has been in and out of the hospital frequently. He has not even been able to participate in training, let alone competitions."
"Later, he was diagnosed with a serious illness, and apparently needed a very complicated surgery to recover... I don't know exactly what his current situation is. I heard that the Rikkai University staff don't know much either, because he was recently transferred to a very strict hospital..."
After saying that, she looked up at Akashi, thinking she could see some clues, but she saw the minister mutter "Is that so" thoughtfully, then lowered his head indifferently.
"Xiao Chi, have you thought of something?" she asked bravely.
—Isn't Yukimura a tennis player? There's no direct match conflict, so is there any detailed information you could share with me?
But this news really can't.
After curbing Momoi's curiosity with his eyes, Akashi Seijuro first thought of the recent sensation of the True Love of Commoners incident that had been circulating within the established class.
The Akashi family knows more than Mito Yumei, who relies mainly on guessing everything. Even if he doesn't deliberately inquire, he will still hear a lot of information, and it will be more credible.
for example:
First of all, he knew that Daoming Si was indeed in love with a Cinderella, but in fact, that Cinderella did not love him very much.
At least at this stage it hasn't reached the level of love.
For example, he knew that Miss Suzuki Sonoko did have a commoner whom she truly loved, and she was indeed planning to marry this commoner.
At the same time, he also knew that the subject's health was not very good - this "bad" seemed to be a sequelae caused by some abnormal reasons (the Holy Grail War), and it was almost impossible to cure.
He even "knew" what the "abnormal cause" was.
However, this is not something I heard recently from gossip, but something I heard from his cousin almost a year ago.
His cousin's full name is Shizuka Deiba.
Thinking of this, Akashi subconsciously touched his eyes: his cousin was not an easy person to get along with, because the world he was exposed to was too "colorful", and his nature could almost be called weird. Unless he had some plans, he could pretend to be understanding. Most of the time, he preferred others to cooperate with him.
When Akashi was young, he received a lot of cold stares from him (actually, they were relatively cold-eyed), but the two families were relatives after all, and when there was important news, they would not be petty and hide it from each other.
According to the head of the household, he once met the famous Miss Sonoko of the Suzuki family. At that time, he disparaged his cousin like this:
"We're both kids of the same age. She's probably much more likable than you."
"If we really talk about usefulness, I'm afraid it's more reliable than you."
Although Akashi has no talent in psychic powers - in fact, this is a good thing. Without power, his eyes will not be affected by the curse of the Toba family. The little bit of power that overflows will be just convenient for playing basketball - but after hearing so much, he is no longer unfamiliar with what the Toba family does.
The "usefulness" this cousin mentioned must not be for humans, which means, "Is that person from the Suzuki family a natural psychic?"
As far as he knew, there were many born extraordinary people, but most of them had useless abilities. Only those who were worthy of the word "reliable" from the head of the field family, Akashi thought, must have some commendable talents, even this seemingly useless Miss Suzuki who needed a son-in-law.
He thought about this indifferently and blocked it back without giving in.
He said, "If you covet that power, you can also go to the Suzuki family and 'apply'. Although you can't come back after selling yourself, if you give birth to two children, you can leave a gifted heir to the Tokugawa family."
Cousin Deba was not angry about this. Although his aura was mostly obscure, Akashi was surprisingly able to feel that kind of somewhat corny tolerance.
"Let's forget about it," Deba Jingji gave him a meaningful glance and said with a smile, "I still want to live for two more years. There's no need for me to die for that lady."
At that time, the Suzuki family's tortuous business of recruiting a son-in-law had become an unspoken urban legend in the circle. When Akashi heard him say this, although he knew that this person was probably talking to tease him, he still cooperated and asked, "Is there something strange about her?"
"About the same."
The head of the Dechang family didn't expect his reaction to be so dull. After a "tsk," he said, "When I couldn't see any clues, I sent her to the shrine maiden of Mount Osor. The successor of the great medium personally communicated with her, and it was said that her marriage was already determined."
Akashi drank his tea in a proper manner and said slowly, "Really?"
Deba Shizuka kicked the table and half-seriously warned him, "That destined marriage line comes from a god of considerable stature. Unless you are of equal or even greater stature than the god, if you attempt to interfere with this relationship and become involved with Suzuki Sonoko, you will inevitably face some degree of backlash."
Upon hearing this, Akashi Seijuro paused, holding his teacup. "So, the Ximen family's eldest son who ran away from home, and the Jinguji family's former patriarch who died suddenly, were both 'retaliated against'?"
"That's not necessarily true."
"But getting too close to her," the head of the field thought for a moment, "especially emotionally, will definitely affect her. The deeper the involvement, the more serious the consequences."
"There's a high probability that you'll get sick for no apparent reason, become seriously ill, become increasingly weaker, and eventually die from a seemingly normal illness."
This was the general situation that Shizuka Deba had deduced based on past experience, but Akashi didn't understand. As soon as he finished speaking, Suzuki Sonoko, the innocent lady who had only been heard of but never seen, suddenly became a source of some mysterious virus infection in Akashi's eyes.
But the presence of the Suzuki Zaibatsu is unavoidable. Even the next generation heir (Suzuki Sonoko's husband) is crucial to each family and even to the overall situation.
If it was just the eye contact that he caught a quick glimpse of at the entrance of the venue just now, Akashi would not have randomly speculated about what was going on between the two of them.
At this moment, sitting in the car, Akashi Seijuro recalled his cousin's half-smiled words: If you marry her without enough status, your body will gradually weaken. It just so happens that Yukimura Seiichi has fallen seriously ill for no reason...
Come to think of it, Akashi thought, the old man Suzuki Jirokichi had indeed recruited a bunch of famous doctors with great fanfare before.
Although it was nominally for the terminally ill Kiryu Rei (Akaashi now suspects that Kiryu-kun became terminally ill as soon as he got engaged, and it was probably a backlash).
However, there seems to be no follow-up news about Kiryu-kun's illness. On the contrary, Yukimura-kun, who has been in and out of the hospital several times, has recovered unexpectedly quickly recently.
so……
Akashi Seijuro looked at the photo that Momoi had taken specially. The short-haired boy with a coat draped over his shoulders was smiling gently, but when viewed from the side, his edges were so sharp that they were almost unbearable to look at.
Yukimura Seiichi is both the captain of the tennis club and the student council president.
Talent, aptitude, and leadership.
If this is really his qualification, Master Akashi, who seemed to have uncovered a corner of the mystery himself, thought: It’s no wonder that President Suzuki agreed to let his daughter marry such a commoner.
The author has something to say: Akashi-kun's logic is obviously disrupted by other conditions...
But it's not easy either. With this understanding (that falling in love will make you sick), how many psychological difficulties does he need to overcome to have a happy ending with Sonoko...
It's almost like (from the man's perspective) seeking death.
This Shura field still needs a line to be built. Two true loves are not enough. Wait for my next chapter.
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