[Comprehensive] My wealthy friends

Kise Ryota has always been a loyal member of "going to school on the spot", and on his way in a hurry, he can occasionally meet Aomine Daiki, who refuses Momoi Mayzuki's true love to wake up early - different from Aomine's broken cans and smashes , Kise is still rather reluctant to be caught late.

Not to mention the burden of idols, just being criticized in circles at the school gate and having to do a review at the regular meeting on Monday is enough to make people daunting.

Speaking of which, it was the student union's idea to make this proposal.

Kise really felt that it was necessary for him to risk his life to put forward a pertinent opinion to the current chairman who has not abdicated, that is, the head of their basketball department Seijuro Akashi.

But this thought just passed through his mind, and Kise couldn't help shivering.

The former Akashi was okay, although he was not offensive, he was still close to the people. Since Ziyuan's provocation before, this kind of harmony has directly turned into an unattainable and sharp aura.

...Forget it, I will be graduating soon anyway.

Just when he made such a happy decision in his heart, the high-end vehicles that entered almost dazzled his eyes.

As a model, Kise's family is only of middle level, but because of his profession, he still knows a lot of high-end consumer products, so he can see the value of this seemingly low-key car at a glance.

Kise then looked at the Bingdi school gate not far away.

There was an endless stream of vehicles passing by. Although it was not the case for all the people, there were not a few students who got out of the cars and stepped into the campus.Ice Emperor School is not a noble school, and the tuition fees that can be admitted are expensive in the eyes of ordinary people. The students' families are all quite good, at least most of them can afford the private cars they need in a hurry.

——But none of them can match one-tenth of the value of the car in front of you.

Judging from the parking position, he should be a low-key student outside.

Kise made this conclusion, and in the blink of an eye, he saw a black-haired boy get out of the car, his hair was a little messy, obviously in a hurry.

Before the impression of his clothes popped out, the door on the other side opened, and the person who got out was the one that Kise had slandered not long ago.

Akashi Seijuro.

——What the fuck Akashi? !

Kise almost rubbed his eyes to prove that he wasn't mistaken.

A long time ago, they had indeed heard from Midorima that Akashi’s family background was extraordinary. After getting along for a few years, they had a deeper understanding of Akashi’s Yu Caoji and the heir of the great chaebol. After all, they all had the surname of “Akashi”, no matter how low-key Akashi was on weekdays. It can still make people feel the difference.

Of course, it wasn't because Akashi came to school by private car which was rare in a hundred years.

But -

That Akashi was so amiable and patiently instructing the previous black-haired boy.

The point is, the opponent didn't even look back at all, waved his hand extremely perfunctorily, and quickly rushed into the gate of Bingdi.

And their captain, Akashi-kun, watched him off for a while before he left.

Kise: "..."

He felt as if he was dreaming.

Kise, who was hesitating whether to pinch himself twice to see if he was hallucinating, ruthlessly tried his best, and immediately grinned - then he saw Akashi who had walked a few steps back and looked at him.

...That is such a moment of seeing thousands of years, it makes people feel that the sword pierces the heart and is beyond redemption.

With his mind blank, Huang Lai's adjective library could barely piece together the few words he heard in a daze during yesterday's Chinese class, and recklessly formed a rather weird description.

It wasn't until Akashi withdrew his gaze that Kise took a deep breath as if he was alive after a catastrophe, and then he took out his phone neatly and gave it to his friend, Momoi Mayzuki, who is also known as the "intelligence analysis type" basketball manager——

[Little Taozi, I have a big news that I must tell you! ! ! ]

On the other side, Kawashima, who tried his best to ignore the dark eyes around him and wanted to clarify, finally found nothing, so he simply shut up and walked directly to the teaching building.

Xiaochi directly took this attitude as the default, and even brought up the issue of the other party's mobile phone number change: "I thought there was a problem when the mobile phone number was changed before, but you turned out to be!"

"What?" Kawashima put his hand on the back of his neck, twitching his knuckles, "Is it wrong to change the phone number? — Ah, I changed it again, don't contact the previous number again."

Xiaochi suddenly became more energetic: "Oh! You have changed your number so frequently, the vice president, have you provoked some kind of black society? Someone came to the school to look for you a few days ago."

"You don't understand that, I've provoked more than Hei Shihui." Chuan Dao followed the other party's strange pronunciation and imagination, and he probably had a plan in his heart, "If you know I'm good, be obedient."

"...Cut." Xiaochi wrinkled his nose, his enthusiasm was instantly discouraged, "If you don't ask, then don't ask. Then... will President Atobe No. [-] come back that day?"

"Yes." Kawashima counted the time, Atobe should have been discharged from the hospital, probably something happened at home, "Even if he only comes back for a day, he can catch up. Don't worry."

"Really?" Xiaochi grabbed his arm, "Vice President, are you sure?"

"Really, when did I ever lie to you?" Kawashima raised his eyes, just in time to see Ninzuzu who was about to enter the classroom, and pointed casually, "No, if I lie, I will sell Ninzuzu."

"Okay...huh??"

Shinobu: "???"

Kawashima raised his hand, took away the arm that Xiaochi was holding on to, and with all his strength led him around backwards, facing the other side of the corridor: "I'm going to be late, let's go into the classroom."

Then he played his unpredictable style on the court and rushed to Shinozu's side, that is, the door of the classroom.

"Go quickly."

Shinobu: "..."

Regarding the accident in the Atobe, the previous news reports have spread the news in the school, and the follow-up, such as the hospitalization, will also know a little bit.

Although the space is not much, it is the only son of the Atobe family.

However, few people know the details.

Kawashima, who was present in person, was one, and Shinobu, who had an international contact number for Atobe, was one.

When Renzu brought a bunch of shou in front of everyone, Yue Ren almost choked on the jade burnt that he hadn't swallowed.

Kawashima: "Such a large pile of omamori is...?"

"Oh this," Yushi Ninzu put the pile of heavy objects on the table calmly, and the heavy weight made the whole table tremble. "The juniors went on a school trip two days ago. A famous shrine. Well, these are all requested by the Atobe.”

Yue Ren: "..."

Shishido: "..."

Kawashima: "Wow."

The number could not be less than a hundred. Just as Kawashima wanted to speak out, he added with restraint: "This is only a part."

Kawashima: "..."

Facing the three people who were successfully petrified on the spot, Renzu was finally satisfied. After all, he received such a large number of guards and had to diligently appease every woman who came and promised them that Atobe would return safely. Probably no one can understand.

"I suspect that the guardians of that shrine are all taken over by them."

In the end, the Ninzu boy, who is known as a genius, summed it up like this. Judging from his slightly helpless expression, he looked even more exhausted than just coming off the match against Qingxue Momoshiro Takeshi.

Kawashima: "Thanks for your hard work, right-hand man Ninzu-kun."

He patted the other person's shoulder sympathetically, and saw that he twitched his backhand and pushed a piece of letter paper on the table.

"I think you don't seem to have any intention of mentioning this at all." Renzu looked over with a gentleman's smile, "How about it, don't you want to go?"

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"Don't go."

A straightforward answer without hesitation.

Yue Ren put down his chopsticks almost immediately to say something, but Shishido beside him held him down.

"What's the reason?"

"Not interested anymore."

"It's really an answer in your style." Shinozuzu didn't seem surprised, "Have you said it to Atobe?"

"not yet."

Shinobu nodded, picked up the cutlery and started eating without asking any more questions.

Kawashima Rin is a person who is out of place among everyone, not out of gregariousness, but he has an unspeakable looseness and even a carefree attitude. Some people even said in the early stage that the two of them are very similar.

Ninzuzu does not think he is a very motivated person. The part of the Atobu training menu that he usually belongs to is absolutely accurate and will not exceed, but the external feelings of the two of them can detect obvious differences as long as they get along with each other a little.

In a certain chat, Kawashima admitted frankly that he chose the tennis club partly because he received the flyer, partly because Atobe, who was acquainted with him when he was young, joined the club and wanted to try to fight side by side--when he said this, he was completely ignorant. He didn't consider the matter of "may not be able to do it". Although the tone was ordinary, the pride inside was completely brought out from the bottom of his heart. Even if it was covered up by unknown things, it would still be hidden by keen people.

And the fact is true, the speed of Kawashima's progress has attracted the attention of the whole society, and he has been promoted to the main election smoothly all the way, but the strange thing is that his ranking is fixed at that position, so that he will not be brushed off, but he has not made further progress.

"It's not that I'm talented, it's just that I don't have a strong hand to knock me down."

The black-haired boy explained earnestly, evaluated his ability lightly, and faced Atobe's sharp gaze on his stagnant state, he was able to say this kind of explanation with open eyes and nonsense.

"The level is only here, and I am also very desperate."

That's why Renzu was not surprised and didn't ask too much, because after that, he had asked the other party with a rare rigorous attitude, and the young man in front of him who was curiously counting the number of guards also gave the question in a serious manner. Answer from the heart:

"I have no passion for tennis. Apart from passion, my ability can only go so far. There is really no way to go any further."

Shinozu knew that Kawashima would probably refuse, but because of Atobe, he still had some unknowns about the result.

Now it seems that no one can shake his own decision, just like this seemingly incomparable genius who has no definite purpose to pursue.

——Vice President Kawashima is the most talkative guy in the student union.

No.

This is clearly a typical example of being stubborn to the extreme and not turning around at all.