Wouldn't it be better not to be the executive chairman?

Anyway, Yukinoshita-senpai probably already felt that he was useless.

A heavy sigh came out of his mouth involuntarily.

The light in her pupils was like a flame that was about to burn out.

gradually dimmed.

It seems to be completely extinguished in the next second.

But that little gleam never completely disappeared.

"Didn't Isshiki-san want to prove it to me?"

For some reason, a familiar word suddenly sounded in his ear.

Then the cold voice lingered in my ears.

"tentatively--"

"Do your best."

The intertwined and shuttled voices constantly echoed in my mind.

Isshiki took a deep breath, then let it out softly.

Looking up, the neon lights on the street have turned on.

It seems to be burning, lighting up the dark night of the entire city.

The colorful colors are reflected in the clear pupils.

"Just do your best."

Muttering like the passing breeze, as if it was natural, Ichiro Yu took that step.

At this moment, her petite figure unconsciously took on a resolute meaning.

Ichiroha has something to hope for.

There is something expected to be given, something given.

What you wish for has no shape, and what you want cannot be touched.

Everything can only be sought by oneself.

Exploring in a future intertwined with infinite possibilities.

what one desires.

ps: I wish the Admiral Wu Yun a prosperous and successful event.

Chapter 144 No.16 Maybe, it's a bit too harsh on a color feather

In the dark room, the light in front of the desk brought a corner of brightness, as well as the light from the computer screen.

The keyboard is being tapped with slender hands.

In addition to this, the long hands of the clock hanging on the wall can be clearly heard ticking in the quiet room.

I can't help but glance at the clock, and before I know it, the short hand has turned to the top.

It seems like a long time has passed since I was sitting in front of the computer.

The slight chill in the room kept the brain awake.

Even so, the body will still feel a little tired physically.

Involuntarily stretched and yawned.

With that in mind, he got up from his seat and opened the door.

In the dark corridor, there is no light.

Following his memory, he groped for the location of the kitchen in the dark.

Fill the kettle with drinking water, turn on the settings.

In the time between the boils, the mug was removed and the instant coffee was prepared.

To a certain extent, compared to hand grinding, instant is indeed an irresistible convenience.

Such as now just for the added wake-up brain effect of coffee.

After the hot water finally boils, pour that into the cup.

The aroma of the coffee rises up along with the heat.

He picked up the slightly hot mug and took a sip, and the warmth slowly spread throughout his body, dispelling the chill from his body.

It was late at night, but now his consciousness was particularly awake.

The blood in the body has been flowing since just now, and the body temperature has risen to an excess level.

The sound of the cold wind hitting the window, and the sound of the second hand of the clock turning in the distance, could no longer be heard.

The world was completely silent, and no other sound could be heard.

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