[Danwanron Hakomae] Hope synaesthesia

The world line has changed, and the survival of all members has been set.

There is no intentional and interesting stalk, just wanted to write about how everyone is doing well.

On this day, the Shuiyue clubhouse declined all other visitors, and the level of anti-peeping and harassment was raised to the highest level. All the expensive food and drinks were delivered by air from all over the world within the same day, and all the personnel were only for a few dozen people. guest service.

The young waiter is holding a vase of flowers carefully. The fresh and precious pale pink roses are said to have been carefully selected and picked from the top rose garden in Bulgaria this morning, exuding a rich fragrance.He cautiously followed behind the foreman step by step, carefully memorizing the various and demanding requirements of the other party.

It's not easy to be distracted in such a state, but the bright color that broke into the corner of his eye was too dazzling, he unconsciously followed the ray of light, and bumped into a beautiful figure that was breathtakingly beautiful in his vision.

It was rare that the other party was not accompanied by the notorious devil manager both inside and outside the circle. Although she also used sunglasses as a disguise, the elegant white dress was extremely low-key, which could hardly conceal her beautiful face and exquisite facial features, and her long sea blue hair shawl , with clear sapphire drop earrings on the small earlobe, raised her hand to take off the sunglasses, took out the invitation letter from the small satchel and handed it to the welcome staff, Gu Panjian's charming demeanor was extremely moving, I don't know how many people's dream goddess.

The Shuiyue Clubhouse was originally the leading high-end clubhouse in China, and it has received countless celebrities, but only at this time, the young waiter suddenly realized the essence of the four characters of flourishing.

The time agreed on in the invitation letter by the classmate reunion is 07:30 in the evening. Sayaka Wuyuan has always been an extremely punctual and dedicated representative in the industry. The moonlight only appeared when she came, and the dark blue night infiltrated most of the sky. It was too early for the organizer to receive it in time, and it was not too late for people to misunderstand that I didn't pay enough attention to it. She appeared just right, gentle and caring, and pushed open the door of the box on the second floor with a smile.

At this time, most of the people in the private room were scattered, and they each chose a place to sit. Some stood in front of the bar and slowly sipped red wine alone, some sat in three or two and played cards together, and some gathered together. Let's get up and chat. After all, after graduation, the students are divided into things and it is difficult to reunite. After a long time, the atmosphere is neither too warm nor too unfamiliar. The wonderful atmosphere when they met, the eyes of each other were well concealed, and the air was pulled, like a pool of calm deep water.

The moment Wuyuan opened the door, many people were distracted. Beautiful idols with hundreds of millions of fans all over the world curved their lips and showed nice smiles, but it was a pity that they were in this private room where top celebrities from various fields gathered. Without too many fanatical responses, everyone was already immune to the lethality of this former classmate's beauty. Nodding politely, Asahina stood up from the sofa and enthusiastically led her into the small circle of girls chatting.

It was very stable, her appearance was like a drop of water sinking into a pool, without causing any waves.

"Although you can usually see Sayaka on TV, we haven't seen each other for many years. Sakura and I miss you so much."

Asahina's tone was sweet, and she said to Wuyuan affectionately, and she habitually brought her close friends with her while speaking, Ogami Sakura watched them tenderly, and nodded quietly.

"I'm really sorry, my work schedule is a bit tight, and I can't get away from it..." Wuyuan's apology is sincere, she loves her work and the stage, she would rather be too busy than live up to the expectations of fans, lest Asahina misunderstand Her own explanation was to show off, and she looked at her and Ogami Sakura with pitiful and envious eyes. She also hoped to maintain such a stable and close relationship with someone after graduation.

The closest good friend, or something else, a little closer, in short, it is not the current situation, they parted ways as soon as they graduated, and then drifted away.

"Oh, don't apologize. We know your difficulties, but we can't help complaining." Asahina blinked, warmly made tea for Wuyuan, and said briskly, "My brother is also your fan, he likes it very much. Your songs and dances, before coming this time, pestered me to ask you for an autograph. And you will open the concert tickets at the Budokan in the second half of the year. That brat pinched the stopwatch and watched the computer, but he didn’t get the tickets, even if he missed it. I have never seen him so sad in a game..."

"Okay, you can sign as many as you want, and the tickets are fine." Wu Yuan replied with a smile, but because of recalling the old mood, her thoughts inevitably went a little further.

She took the black tea that Asahina handed over, took a sip and put it back, looking at the bar in the other direction, actually wanting to drink some wine.

Someone was already at the bar, Wu Yuan was stunned for a moment when he looked over, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

With a lazy and playful smile on her lips, the beautiful pink-haired woman is raising her wine glass to signal to another cold woman in a suit and skirt beside her.Her dress is really hot, red manicure, silver buckle belt collar, dark sexy tube top skirt, knee-high boots, thin waist and bee milk, dim lights shrouded her whole body, eyes The wind is fierce and charming, the red lips stick to the rim of the glass ambiguously, the tip of the tongue sticks out to lick the wine, the brilliance in the eyes is more sharp than in the student days.

Enoshima Junko, of course, Maiyuan will not forget this person's name, but she just didn't expect that this classmate who only studied at Hope Peak for one year also received the invitation and attended this class reunion.

Speaking of which, why did Enoshima drop out of school?It seems to be related to that person... Wuyuan was lost in memory in a daze.

At this time, the atmosphere in the box also quietly changed some kind of subtle change.

It was a bit late for the seedlings to arrive.

He pushed the door open, and he might not be used to the change from the warm yellow light in the corridor to the weird neon lights in the box for a while. He didn't speak for a moment when he entered the door, but just opened his palm to block his eyes, and turned slightly away. He turned his head to avoid the light beam, and half-closed his gray-green eyes.

The gap between these few breaths is enough for the bored people to turn their attention indifferently and notice who is coming. The sudden and quiet change also has time to make other people around them look curiously and immediately follow their hearts. Unannounced.

"Hey, why is there no one talking all of a sudden..."

This person was probably the most ordinary person among all the people present, but after all, he was born in that prestigious private academy, which in itself seemed to indicate something extraordinary.Seedling hadn't seen an old friend for a long time, and in his nostalgia, there was a little bit of hesitation and concern that was close to nostalgia. He raised his hand and lightly rubbed the tip of his nose helplessly, the tips of his light brown hair swayed softly, and a blush appeared on his fair cheeks.

"Hmph, long time no see, you still haven't changed, Miaomu."

Sitting on a single sofa with his legs crossed, the young CEO suddenly put down the communicator that had been giving orders in his hand, and raised his eyes mockingly, as if he was mocking Naegi's failure to achieve anything after graduation, but he didn't know that this was the first time he took the initiative to greet the reunion classmates strike up a conversation.

"I think you might as well come to work in my company, at least you won't be like this now..." The blond young man's eyes were cold and stern, he didn't care that the other party was avoided uncomfortably, the collar of his white shirt was slightly raised, his jaw line was tense Standing up for a moment, the cheeks turned sideways were heroic and handsome, and the light green pupils contained a warm and peaceful light.

Shishen's critical gaze is like a searchlight, but his gaze from top to bottom seems to be that of an emperor looking down, from the brown-haired young man's washed-white jeans to his face that has completely faded from the past. Instinctively and habitually came up with an evaluation in line with the young master's nature, "poor."

"Haha, no need, I'm doing pretty well." Seedling was still at that time, what kind of new style of ridicule could the ten gods have after so many years, who among the people present can be richer than this chaebol boss?Immediately, he was so proficient that he couldn't be more proficient in rejecting the poaching, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he still felt that such a greeting was very kind.

After graduating for many years, even Naegi himself was quite surprised that he can continue to keep in touch with these former classmates. The maintenance of the relationship is mutual. He is no different from his extraordinary classmates. He pursues a plain and simple life, and lives a leisurely and free life. However, others are not so easy to take the time, such as a certain noble son who claims to be worth hundreds of millions per second, which makes him quite moved.

However, it is impossible to hug the thigh. Naogi is very self-aware, not to mention that he is not suitable for it. If he really wants to do this, someone in the family may go crazy.

"Click."

The glass was placed on the bar, and Kiritaki raised her eyes calmly, and saw Enoshima standing up slowly, her eyes were deeply fixed on the brown-haired, blue-eyed young man at the door, her eyes locked tightly like a poisonous snake staring at him Looking at the prey, the look in his eyes was extremely complicated, like a mixture of fascination and hatred, he took a step forward without thinking, and then stopped.

Yukiri still habitually wore black leather gloves as in the past, holding the wine glass steadily with one hand, while the other hand tightly restrained the woman's tender wrist.Enoshima's eyes shifted, and when she was expressionless, she showed the cruel and treacherous inorganic nature in her eyes. She looked at Kirikiri coldly, and opened her lips indifferently: "Let go."

"Don't let it go."

Miss Detective replied indifferently, her eyes were clear, she looked at her calmly, her voice was elegant, leisurely and indifferent.

Sapling still didn't know the undercurrent was surging on the other side of the box, he just looked around a little flattered, and found that all these former classmates had come together. He didn't expect that the class reunion he proposed casually would actually be held smoothly.

Of course, they think his arrangement is not stylish enough, the location was chosen by Miss Celeste, the funds were arranged by Mr. Jugami, the time was finalized by Fujisaki after planning and calculating everyone's schedules, and the invitation letter was personally arranged by Yamada It was designed by the surgeon, and the arrangement of the on-site personnel was also planned by Ishimaru himself... If you really want to say what saplings did, it is probably because the young master saw that he had the communication numbers of all his classmates and asked him to communicate with those people in advance to save Sending an invitation letter for nothing, Mr. Shishen can't tolerate the rejection of party invitations he has handled.

This kind of activity in the classmate meeting... When it comes to the friendship between classmates, it is profound and profound, but when you think about it carefully, it is actually nothing more than that.

It happened to be the same age, it happened to be selected in the same year, and it happened to enter the same class, so we spent three years together. Of course, the life as a student was not very exciting, but everything was a smooth process of getting along and getting along well. Just become good friends... Now that I think about it, everything cannot escape a fate.

At most, Naegi thinks that he belongs to the kind of person who is lucky and popular, and it is rare that he can get along well with his group of heaven's favored children with different personalities.He didn't realize that since he entered the door, he had become the only existence that could affect the invisible energy in the world. He bent his eyes and smiled peacefully, in a good mood, and his soft eyebrows were free from the ostentatious aura unique to young people, and his temperament was warm and clean. Like the warm sunlight in the morning, it makes people feel bright and comfortable like a spring breeze.

The more sharp-edged a person is, the more difficult it is to resist such a person. His temperament is too gentle and inclusive, like the vast sky or the boundless ocean, or the kind without any haze.

It is easy for people to include him in their own circle. The more time passes and the situation changes, the more people are reluctant to admit that it is a bright and beautiful symbol.

The unhurried love song sounded in a slow and melodious manner. Sang Tian, ​​who was grabbing the microphone, suddenly lost interest. He strode off the stage and poured a pinch of cold beer into his mouth, leaving behind the lazy and low voice of the accompanying female singer. accompaniment.

"Who's coming?" Seres brushed the broken hair on her temples with her silver armor.

Wuyuan bent her lips and smiled, she liked the song, she stood up and took over the burden without hesitation.

The sweet singing sounded, and the woman's beautiful facial features were blurred by the magic of light and shadow, her skin was white and glowing, and the elegant and chic white dress was beautiful and beautiful under the colored lights, just like the best dream of a teenager.

As soon as the curtain came to an end, she stepped off the stage to serve the first glass of wine tonight, sat next to Miao Mu's seat, and raised her glass as a gesture.

Sapling clinked glasses with her with a smile, their eyes met, there was genuine surprise and appreciation in the eyes, clean and pure to the extreme, without any other meaning, let people know that he didn't mean to hide his feelings at all.

That's what makes it a bit regrettable.

Wu Yuan stared fixedly at him, and then smiled and sighed for a long time, then simply raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

This is the end, she knows.

"I just don't quite understand... what happened in that year..." Her eyes were slightly in a trance, as if she was drunk, she closed her eyes, and only she could hear her murmur, "I I remember that the seniors in the second grade had nothing to do with us, why one day Zhan Ren suddenly got into a fight with Bian Gushan-senpai, and Qihai-senpai was carried to the hospital covered in blood by a senior of the preparatory subject, and then fought Blade-san and Enoshima-san dropped out of school, and the preparatory subjects were also disbanded...you...we got very close to that person during that time, so you must know something...since then, you can't stand it anymore There are people other than him, no matter how hard I try to get close, it’s useless.”

What happened without her knowing?How could such a coincidence miss everything?No matter how much you regret it, it can't be saved. The word fate is too illusory and cruel, and she can't always grasp it.

If she can't catch it, forget it, Wu Yuan thought, she still has her own dream, but fortunately, it's not a crushing defeat.

In the middle of the night, another unexpected guest came.

The arrangement in the original plan was that everyone would play together all night, even if there is a curfew, you can go home early.There are no other guests in the clubhouse, and there are enough rooms for drunk guys to sleep until dawn.Of course, there are too many celebrities among them. To prevent the gossip paparazzi from sneaking in and filming something to make up scandalous headlines, the staff will refuse the entry of all outsiders.

No matter how strict the security plan is, and how strict the rules are, some people are just so unreasonably lucky. When they enter the door, they happen to encounter a gap between the guard changing and the waiter in the lobby being caught by other things. The road is windy and smooth He walked unhindered to the door of the box.

He knocked on the door politely. There was too much noise inside, howling ghosts and howling wolves, probably no one heard it, so he didn't pretend to be anything, pushed the door open and walked in.

Most of the people gathered to play board games, and the very popular game among young people, please close your eyes when it is dark. The situation was tense and tense. Enoshima, as the referee, kept provoking the already precarious trust and classmate friendship among everyone. Laughing wildly, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, a few players who were drunk or "killed" in the game lay on the side sofa to take a nap.

Yamada One Two Three was quite drunk, turned over from the sofa and rolled to the ground, just in front of the way the man was moving forward, he was fat and plump, and it didn't hurt much when he fell, he only felt his limbs were limp and weak, he groaned half open your eyes.

The light in the box was dim, and the swaying beams of light made people's pupils hurt. It was like this shrouded in the half-light and half-dark boundary. It seemed that someone was condescending. His footsteps paused for a moment, and then he raised his foot without hesitation. A long straight leg wrapped in black boots leaped across his huge body, and stepped over indifferently——

Yamada stared at the ceiling in confusion, and didn't realize who it was for a long time.

Celes, who was out early, sat on the small sofa on one side with her eyes closed and rested. She was a little sleepy. She pressed two fingers on the bridge of her nose and kneaded it gently. She didn't open her eyes when she noticed someone sitting beside her, and asked lightly: "Are you caught?" Killed or voted dead?"

"Ok?"

"Huh, seedling? You lost too—" She looked sideways with a bit of sarcasm. The white-haired young man was pouring wine into a cup. Slender and straight, the posture of leaning forward slightly is also very elegant.

"...Ah, it's the senior."

The meaning in that tone is almost the same, not to mention that it has plummeted.

Komaeda glanced at her indifferently, his slender fingers wearing many silver rings rested loosely on the rim of the cup, and he didn't know what kind of strange taste this person had, it seemed that the gentleness was uninhibited and quite casual.He picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The expression on his handsome face seemed extremely calm. He lightly pursed the corners of his lips, but there was a lazy and playful smile in his light-colored eyes, which seemed to be such a docile appearance. No longer able to suppress his hateful nature, he casually reveals an arrogance that makes people itch.

"Sister Celes, what are you talking about?" He raised an eyebrow, as if he was really puzzled, "This kind of game is so rare for Sapling-kun, he can't lose if you lose, what are you thinking?"

"..." A person with the character of Miaomu is not suitable for that kind of intrigue game, Seres sneered and wanted to refute, but the fact is that she has been voted to death by everyone, and it is true that Miaomu has not lost even if she lost.

This person exposed his senior seedling essence with a single mouth. The filter is 800 meters thick, but he still looks like a natural person. He is so popular that he doesn't know what to say.

She thought about it depressedly: "Occasionally, Mr. Miaomu is lucky."

"This statement doesn't apply to people like us." Komaeda had a faint smile on his lips, and the former Mr. Super High School Level Lucky looked at her meaningfully, thoughtfully Said, "Don't you think that luck is also a kind of strength? Miss Gambler?"

"..."

She didn't want to maintain her reserved and dignified airs anymore, so she gave this guy a vicious look.

Komaeda Nagito has changed a lot since he was a student.

The most obvious point is that he has no interest in torturing others anymore, which can be considered a good thing for many people to be thankful for.

But there is one bad thing, when this guy has no purpose for them, he will not wrong himself to follow them. In a way, it is another angle of revealing his nature. The cold and slightly evil side is really easy to make people angry. .

But it was different for the only person who was being watched and tossed by him at the moment——

At the end of a game, the seedling was a bit exhausted and had a splitting headache. He looked at the cheerful Enoshima sadly. Walking slowly towards the sofa with his temples in his hands, a surprised expression appeared on his face when he saw Komaeda's figure.

"Why are you here? I'm just about to leave."

"It's too late, I don't worry about it. It happens to be free at night, so it's okay to pick you up." Komaeda said with a smile. Who might do what needs no elaboration.

Different from the previous cold and dangerous appearance, Komaeda, facing the sapling, restrained all the sharp edges on his body, stood up and supported the sapling's arm, and firmly supported his waist with the other hand, as if simply preventing the sapling from Drunk, unable to stand still, seemed to be possessive and took him into his arms, lowered his head and lightly bit the tip of the young man's white and tender ear, and complained in a low hoarse voice: "I want you to come back early to accompany me." I really can't wait."

"Well... well, well, I'm going home now."

Seedling pushed Komaeda's chest with reddish cheeks, his ears were flushed by his partner's brisk and joyful laughter, and when he turned his head, he didn't see his dark and deep eyes, his focus and paranoia were almost pathological.

Seres, who was completely ignored by the two in the corner, shook her head helplessly.

Who knows if it's a good thing for these two to be together?

It's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster that can't be avoided.

Are there few opportunities for people with their talents to be played by fate?Life is short, do what you want and be happy, as long as you are happy.

Rather than worrying about what is there and what is not... She thought to herself, it would be better to fight the landlord with these two people.

You can also draw joker cards.

Miss Gambler's addiction has grown.

It was getting dark outside, the stars and the moon were getting brighter, and the shadows of the street lamps were long.The sapling and Komaeda walked hand in hand, and when they walked far away, the foreman of the clubhouse stared at Komaeda's unbelievable face... He probably didn't understand how this person got in , that expression was so funny and pitiful, almost doubting the appearance of life, Naegi suppressed a smile for a long time, and Komaeda also smiled faintly.

"You came here by car?"

"No, I'll drive you back." Komaeda took out a candy box from his pocket, poured out what looked like a mint hard candy, and threw it into his mouth.

"What is this?" Seedling was a little confused.

"The hangover medicine, I also drank two cups just now." Komaeda said succinctly, pinching the finger that saplings wanted to take one, "Sister Jicun developed it, and it works quickly...but the taste is not very good, Just stop trying."

Strictly speaking, it is more accurate to describe it as unpalatable.

Seedling glanced at him and said "oh".He took Komaeda to find the parking spot, threw the car keys to him, opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.

When the other party sat down and started the car, he leaned half of his body into the driver's seat, clasped his hands on Komaeda's shoulders, and kissed the young man's cool lips lightly.

"Sweet?"

Komaeda paused for a moment, then raised his eyebrows slightly to look at him with an innocent face, and stuck out his tongue to lick the corner of his lips.

"...It's not sweet enough, let's do it again."

……

The two lucky gentlemen who left the class meeting early walked into the parking lot for a long time before driving away. The dim street lights illuminated the quiet long street. the end.

No more trace.