[Net King + Black Basket] Seijuro, your mother calls you to go home for dinner!

After the episodes that happened in the past few weeks, Seijuro always helped Oshima intentionally or unintentionally at critical moments. For example, when he asked to form a team for badminton practice in physical education class, he would deliberately delay time until everyone else found a partner. In desperation, he partnered with Oshima.

Seijuro felt stupid for meddling in his own business.He admits that he does have feelings of pity, so that this gesture is disguised as a kind of low-profile charity.

Fortunately, the advice of Seijuro, who is the class committee member, had an effect. Oshima has not missed a class since he was on duty, although he barely rushed into the classroom every day before the class bell ended.

However, unknowingly, his attitude has subtly changed.

lunch break -

"Akashi-kun, I got it! This is the last yakisoba bread!"

Oshima ran into the classroom panting, holding the plastic bag in front of the red-haired boy as if offering a treasure.It was lunch time, and most of the students chose to enjoy the sunshine while dining on the rooftop or the green belt, but Seijuro and Hiyoshi liked to sit in a secluded corner of the classroom to read or play shogi.

From nowhere, Oshima disrupted their life rhythm, would stay in the classroom and have lunch with them, and later became even bolder, often stuffing some bread bought from the cafeteria or egg rolls in homemade bento for them. Seijuro.

He also called Seijuro from "classmate" to his first name.

He let the flow take its course and regarded Seijuro who silently helped him as his "new friend".Maybe it's just wishful thinking, but because of that bright smile, Seijuro really couldn't bring himself to tell the truth.

Hiyoshi put away the chessboard, and cast a dissatisfied glance at Oshima with sharp eyes.

"Here, this is for you!"

"I..." Seijuro was a little embarrassed.At first he would smile and accept the food that Oshima specially bought for him, and then secretly eat up all the bento prepared by Xunli before going home. The dinners in those few days were like chewing wax. "what did you eat?"

"I bought curry bread."

Seijuro reluctantly accepted the plastic bag, but Kaoru forgot to teach him how to say "no" to others.

"Don't bother me in the future, my mother will prepare bento for me."

"It's okay, because we're friends..." When it came to Oshima's voice weakened later, he was really a shy child.

Situations like these made Seijuro extremely distressed.He didn't know how many times he rejected Oshima's invitation to visit the canteen after school with the excuse of "my mother came back to pick me up".One is that he feels that going out with children of the same age in an emergency is always not handled properly, and the other is that he would rather spend the rare two-person time with Xun Li.After all, homework, piano practice, and going to the horse training ground every day after returning home basically took up the remaining half of his time.

Taking a ten-thousand step back, according to the criteria of "friends", Oshima not only has nothing in common with him, but in all aspects is even more incompatible.There are often classmates who have some good things to ask about Oshima.From their point of view, Seijuro and him are like two parallel lines that never communicate.

Seijuro was puzzled, based on his many years of experience, it was better to ask Xunli how to deal with the trivial things that happened in life and school. As for the busy Masashi, he would not pay attention to children's trivia.

So, one night before going to sleep, when Xun Li turned off the lamp, he grabbed her by the corner of her clothes——

"Mom, I have a problem."

"...Hi?" She shook her head, knowing that he must have encountered a problem in interpersonal relationships.Xun Li mentally went through Seijuro's recent abnormal actions and conversations, "Is it related to that Oshima classmate?"

Mothers are always predictable about their children.

Seijuro nodded depressedly, "I just feel that something is wrong."

"Tell me." Xun Li sat down along the side of the bed, listening to him tell her the whole thing without any concealment, she couldn't help but sigh the child's frankness.

……

"Sounds tricky."

"That's the way it is, what do you think I should do?"

Xunli rubbed her temples with a headache, she didn't expect the world of children to be so complicated.Oshima's approach is rather courteous, but how can a third grader understand human reason?Maybe he just put the classmates who are friendly to him into the circle of friends.

Dianzi is the only one who can deal with interpersonal communication with ease, and Xunli is a few steps behind her.Even so, she tried her best to put on the appearance of a close sister.

We can't say "wait and see what happens" this time, can we?Even Seijuro would start to doubt her bad moves.

"What is your wish?"

"Just be an ordinary classmate..."

"Then try to learn to refuse kindly." Xun Li patted his head habitually, "It will be very tiring to be a good person blindly, and you can't force it to talk about "friendship". "

Even if Xunli shut up, she estimated that Seijuro understood at most four or five points of what he said.

Well, this kind of thing really depends on the child to experience it by himself. When he grows up, he has accumulated a lot of experience, and he will naturally realize the truth of it.

Xunli helped him tuck up the quilt, and seeing his half-understanding expression before turning off the lamp, her smile became inexplicably melancholy.

The child at least talks about "friends." Where are her friends?

She has lost contact with the friends she met at school for several years, and even if she is free now, she has no desire to cherish her youth.Time and different places are two extremely lethal weapons, no matter how powerful the bond is, it will eventually be cut off invisible.

——She devotes all her time to "family".

Xun Li occasionally sighs with emotion on life in the late night that is suitable for sadness. After the age of 20, she has never lived for herself.

"Sometimes in order to choose one thing, you have to give up another ... This is called the "opportunity cost". "

"Eh?"

Seijuro couldn't detect the helplessness in her lowered voice, he blinked his eyes in the dark, and seemed to get more and more confused the more he listened.

"It's nothing, as long as Xiaozheng is a happy child, I can rest assured."

Are you happy?

Few of the Akashi clan know what "happiness" is.Even if there is, it is just a flash in the pan.

**

Seijuro couldn't say the word "no" to the shy Oshima several times, but he didn't want to force himself, so he simply played hide-and-seek with the other party in this entanglement.

In the past few days, when we meet in the corridor, we have to go around or pretend to talk to Hiji without seeing each other. Hiji expressed shock at this, and it is hard to imagine that his number one enemy is also caught off guard.

"Is it really not possible? Even if we walk home together after school?"

Facing those eyes full of hope, Seijuro could no longer find any reason to refuse.

Normally, he could still use the excuse of "family pick-up" to perfunctory, but he suddenly recalled Xunli's reminder this morning that she had to spare a lot of time to catch up with an urgent translation, so she couldn't pick him up after school .The school is nearly half an hour away from home, Seijuro rejected the proposal of the housekeeper Shikawa to send a car to pick him up, the elderly should have a good rest.

Seijuro looked at Asahikichi asking for help, but the other party could only shake his head apologetically.Born in a family of ancient martial arts, he also has very little free time. Every day after school, he has to rush home to practice hard with his father's children. How can he care about Seijuro?

"But--"

"Please..."

Come, Oshima launched a fierce offensive!

Seijuro couldn't take it anymore, his exhausted patience made him wander on the verge of explosion.Some of Oshima's behaviors are simply like a pinching little girl, and his soft voice is in sharp contrast to his bamboo pole-like appearance.It is completely different from the image of the rebellious primary school student whose grades have been declining all the way and plays truant all day among the teachers and students.

Seijuro found that his IQ was not enough. As Masashi always said, emotional intelligence is often the decisive factor on the road to success.

...It's a pity that he realized it too late.

"Ok."

He closed his eyes in despair, and reluctantly agreed to Oshima with glowing eyes.

Seijuro made a rough calculation and found that Oshima's residence was on the same road as his own for only 5 minutes, that is to say, they walked straight out of the school gate, and they had to say goodbye at the first fork in the road.

Weird enough, he thought.Maybe Oshima is just a weirdo.

May is the rainy season, the humid weather brings a coolness that is not enough to be called cold, and the silent rain curtain is so soft that it seems weightless.

One tall and one short figure in school uniform drifted away in the rain.

Seijuro began to regret why he didn't just let Shichuan take him home.He carefully controlled the atmosphere, and chatted with Oshima about trivial homework problems, although the other party's grades were mediocre and there was nothing to recommend.

Seeing that he had no scruples, Oshima took the initiative to open up the chatterbox to stir up topics that children love to talk about, from new animations, card games to baseball, all of which Seijuro is not interested in or has never been exposed to, but he doesn't seem to notice it at all. As if he was not interested, the unilateral chatter "buzzed" in his ears.

In fact, he just wanted to talk, even though what he said meant nothing.

At first glance, the boys shoulder to shoulder look like close friends, but Seijuro feels that it is not so strange.

Soon, he found the problem——

Oshima didn't say a word about his private information, and it would be understandable if he avoided it as much as possible because he kept the vigilance rarely seen in children.

Seijuro didn't think too much about it. On the one hand, he was also thankful for Oshima's conservativeness.Oshima, who doesn't talk about family background easily, knows how to be modest.

At the first small intersection, Seijuro stood still.

"I'm turning the corner."

"Ah, so fast..." Oshima's tone was full of disappointment, he waved to Seijuro reluctantly, "See you tomorrow!"

Well, tomorrow is the weekend.

The understanding Seijuro said goodbye to him without saying a word, and turned to the left.

——Unexpectedly, someone followed closely behind.

Bad luck is also contagious, and it is not uncommon to be unlucky several times a day in a reality that is stranger than fiction.

Seijuro faced these bad junior high school students from another school who came out of nowhere with such a self-deceiving idea.You can see their purpose just by looking at the posture of trying to scare the elementary school students.

robbery...

It's a pity that he never carries a wallet with him, and he doesn't think it's meaningful for elementary school students to carry money with them.

"Look at your school uniform, it's from the Ice Empire, right? It's a child from a rich family."

Seijuro had a taste of the common opening remarks. He frowned slightly in disgust, and decided to do nothing before the enemy.

His indifference changed in the eyes of the junior high school students. They pushed and laughed and approached Seijuro step by step, thinking that the red-haired kid had been frightened stupid by them long ago.

"We won't do anything to you, just call out the valuables on you..."

"Ah, the brat doesn't know what "valuable" means, does he?It's better to obediently hand over your schoolbag. "

Seijuro glanced lightly at the school badges pinned to their white shirts, was he out of his mind?How could anyone still wear a school badge for bullying elementary school students?

He silently wrote down their faces, and his rapidly spinning brain had already listed more than a dozen ways to escape and ask for help.

He looked left and right, this was a secluded corner, few people would pass by in the first place.only……

With his good vision, he could clearly see a pair of dark brown uniform shoes with round toes around the corner 20 meters away.The so-called witnesses often only hide the facts they saw with their own eyes in their hearts until it rots after the incident.

Seijuro solemnly handed them the schoolbag containing only the books, and the other party was taken aback by his overly obedient and calm behavior.

"Cut, there's nothing..." I searched every pocket carefully, except for textbooks and exercise books, not even hidden toys and snacks.The disappointment of the junior high school students was completely exposed on their faces, and they shouldn't expect much from the primary school students' schoolbags.

"Forget it, let's go."

They throw away their schoolbags as worthless trash.

Seijuro ignored them, but stood still in place, staring down at the books soaked in the water on the ground.Turning to the first page of the English practice book, the huge and bright A+ also stained his eyes red.

Although it was good that he was not injured, once he faced a situation beyond his control, once he realized how weak he was in the eyes of outsiders, a sense of self-loathing powerlessness rose from the bottom of his feet, stirring his emotions.

Immediately afterwards, he heard the cluttered footsteps of witnesses hurrying away.

The author has something to say: Xiaozheng at this time is still very pure and kind. In addition, Oshima is definitely not a CP!He's just a cannon fodder!

Suddenly found that I can't write small fresh campus style!What I love is obviously Hannibal Yiyi's dark twisted art and bloody gods unfolding S/M style [deep face]