Gin, he ran away with Mr.

Lihai University Affiliated Middle School is a private school in Kanagawa.

Every year, a large number of high-achieving students who graduated from Lihai University poured into various famous schools. Not only the admission rate is extremely high, but the performance of students in colleges and society is also recognized by everyone.

So... why is he now in the three-year Group A where the legendary big bosses gather in the materials that the teacher gave him!With his grades, shouldn't he go to the worst class, and then he can go back after half a school year!

"Hi everyone, I'm Akira Kurosawa."

He stood by the podium, smiling and looking at the students in the classroom.

"That's it. In the next half of the school year, Kurosawa-san will spend with us. Kurosawa-san, there is still space next to Yukimura-san. You can sit next to him. Yukimura-san, can you?"

"can."

With what he thought was the gentlest smile, Akira Kurosawa faced the classmates who were staring at him, and looked at the boy who sat in the middle but had the only empty seat beside him.

By the way, they... why are they looking at him like that?Like he took something precious?He blinked puzzledly, his round eyes full of innocence.

Yukimura Seiichi sat on the seat, showing an equally gentle smile.She has dark blue and slightly curly short hair, her face is as clean and fresh as a white magnolia, and her brown eyes always seem to be smiling with clarity.Unlike Akira Kurosawa's youthful appearance that was just a shell, the person in front of him was a real young boy.

He watched Akira Kurosawa walk to him, and naturally recognized him as the boy he saw at the seaside of Kanagawa that day.His black hair was rather long, his right eye was wrapped with a bandage, and even his forehead was wrapped a few times. There was also a smile in his light brown eyes, but it was more like a disguise, making it impossible to see his true mood.

"Hi, I'm Akira Kurosawa, please give me your advice." He sat on his seat and said friendlyly.

"Hi, I'm Yukimura Seiichi, please give me your advice."

After a brief self-introduction, the two didn't say much, just quietly listening to the teacher's lecture.

However, it turns out that no matter what the teacher is, and where the class is taught, there is definitely one thing in common, and that is... sleepy!

In less than 10 minutes, Kurosawa fell asleep lying on the table.

Fortunately, Akira Kurosawa's former teacher had given Lihai University's teacher a "vaccination", otherwise the scene on the first day of school would have been really embarrassing.Although now he is sleeping like no one else in class.

Yukimura paused his fingers taking notes, and glanced at the sleeping person beside him.Akira Kurosawa breathed evenly, his cheek rested gently on his arm, and his black hair was close to the side of his face.

What a... strange boy.Yukimura Seiichi withdrew his gaze and continued to take notes seriously.

The breeze blew across the face, carrying the fragrance of flowers.

"Amin, look."

The blond man pointed to the pink petals on the tree, his eyes filled with surprise.

I thought that in such a harsh environment on the battlefield, there shouldn't be any trees alive. After all, there are almost every day the hail of bullets and gunpowder smoke.

"What kind of flower is this?" He followed behind, curiously reaching out to touch it, but afraid of hurting this fragile beauty.

"I read it in a book, it seems to be... cherry blossoms?"

"Sakura? Why are there cherry blossoms here?" He leaned forward, feeling the fresh and non-greasy fragrance of cherry blossoms in his breath.

"Maybe, it's spring. It should be the season of spring now." The blond man pondered for a while, "The war has been going on for many years, right? What year is spring now?"

"I can't remember. However, spring is a good season. At least it means that I don't need to wear the thick and bulky cotton clothes anymore. Last time, it was because of the cotton clothes that it made me unable to move. I almost couldn't dodge and was hit by a bullet." He complained His eyes seemed to be wide open, and he seemed to hate those things that hindered his body's agility.

The blond man just smiled, as if he was familiar with the life and death moments he described. After all, being injured and shot has been as normal as eating and drinking in so many years of battlefield life.

The surrounding land is scorched black, only this place stands tenaciously a small cherry tree, the branches are full of cherry blossoms.

"Okay, let's go and assemble, maybe we'll start another war later." With that said, the two of them returned to the barracks.

War is brutal and killing is brutal.There are always fires all over the sky and roaring explosions.Accompanied by splashing blood, there are always screams of comrades before they die.

When will the war end?

Maybe...it will be over when the cherry blossoms are full here.

A pink cherry blossom petal fell from the branch, floated in with the open window of the classroom, and landed firmly on the cheek of the sleeping Akira Kurosawa.

Only a burst of fresh floral fragrance remains.

"The speed is too slow! Keep your feet up! Do you still claim to be the number one killer in the organization? I really don't know how you graduated from the organization's training with full marks!"

Mojito pinched the stopwatch in his hand expressionlessly, but his tone was full of disdain and provocation.

There were big beads of sweat on Qin Jiu's forehead, and he was fast walking through the mountains and forests with a weight that was almost the same as his current weight.

Her silvery white hair was tied up high and hung down behind her in a ponytail.The weights were tightly strapped to his arms, torso and calves.The clothes on his body were already soaked in sweat, but despite this, he gritted his teeth and ran forward.

I have to say that he is indeed too weak now, even Mojito, who is good at sniping, has much better physical fitness than him.

Finally reached the finish line.He stopped, bent over and reached out to wipe the sweat from his face, he was almost out of breath from exhaustion.

If it is a long-flowing physical training, the intensity is far from needing to be so great.But now he just wants to return to his original strength, and if he doesn't recover for a day, he can't really relax.

Assembly training, shooting training, physical training, and basic combat training.Daily training is like this, simple, boring, and boring.

Mojito brought out a small plate of pastries from the room and placed it on the table in front of him.

"This is sakura mochi made from cherry blossoms outside the house. I learned to make it for Rum, but now it's cheaper for you."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked into the room, leaving only the back of a black dress.

Gin stood outside the house for a long time, until he finished stretching his muscles and other basic movements to prevent injuries, and practiced fighting for a while before walking to the table.

By this time, it was almost dark.Fortunately, this pastry does not need to be eaten while it is hot, and it has become cold by now.

Gin doesn't like sweets, but when he saw the pink cherry blossom petals on the pastry, he couldn't help reaching out to pick it up.The crystal-clear pastry, shining in the setting sun in the mountains, looks extremely delicious and attractive.

Twist your fingers slightly, and put it in your mouth. There is no sweetness as you imagined, but a unique fragrance of cherry blossoms.Thinking about it, why would a woman as cold as Mojito use that kind of sweet and greasy formula?What's more, I learned it for that same indifferent woman as Rum. I must have adapted the recipe of cherry blossom cake by myself.

There are not many pastries, and a few bites are enough for gin, which consumes a lot of energy. Mojito naturally knew Gin's current training plan, so he didn't put any extra training burden on him.

Gin walked into his room, quickly washed off the sweat stains on his body, and changed into clean clothes.When he came out again, he saw Mojito standing at the door of the house.

She seemed to have always been so indifferent, even when she was alone, the expression on her face was cold.Although a face like hers could not be called stunning, it could still be called noble and glamorous.I just don't know who her smile will be for.

She raised her head and looked up at the sunset in the sky.It's a mix of light blue and pink skyline.It is somewhat in line with the cherry blossoms in the mountains and forests.

Gin also followed outside the house, staring at the sky in a daze.

How long do they need to stay here?What is the current situation in the outside world?The only thing I can do is to wait, to train hard, and to return to my original state as soon as possible.

The two of them just stood there quietly until the evening glow gradually disappeared and was swallowed up by the night.

They are all waiting...

"Ah chirp!"

In a room far away in Kanagawa, Akira Kurosawa was lying in the bathroom rubbing the tip of his nose inexplicably.

"I didn't catch a cold. Could it be that I caught a cold while sleeping at school?" He shook his head in confusion and stood up from the bathtub.

Drops of water slowly lay down from his collarbone and dripped down to his feet.A strong physique would be ashamed of men who are always immersed in the gym.The muscular lines are smooth and well-proportioned. This figure, which can be called the golden ratio, is probably only possessed by mannequins in textbooks.

Compared with the appearance he had just taken the medicine a year ago, the scar marks on his body are much lighter now, and naturally there is no need to wear a bandage on his arm to cover it up.It seems that the development of that series of drugs is really a bit miraculous, that's why the enhanced version of the drug appeared later, which can make the wound heal so quickly.

He quickly dried off the water droplets on his body, changed into home clothes, and came to the living room.

This is the house he bought in Kanagawa, and it seems to have been bought decades ago, right after the end of the war.

He came out of the window and slightly raised a slit.

From here, you can just see the Kanagawa Sea.

Under the dense night, the bright moonlight shines on the sea, sparkling.

Even through the bulletproof glass and multiple sound insulation materials, the sound of the rising tide of the sea can still be vaguely heard.

That is the sound of waves hitting the reef and hitting the beach.

Akira Kurosawa put down the curtain, retracted his hand and came to the sofa, picked up the wine glass and poured himself a glass of wine.

What kind of wine is it? There is no need to worry about it anymore, he just wants to drink, no matter what kind of wine is good.

It wasn't until the crystal clear wine slowly flowed in the glass that Kurosawa came back to his senses.

It's Gin, a delicious and fragrant gin.

He sipped the rim of the glass lightly, but finally put down the glass when his lips and teeth were about to touch the liquid.

Good wine, you still have to wait until the last moment to taste it, don't you?

The author has something to say:

Gin: Cherry Blossom Cake for Rum? 【Pick up cherry blossom cake】

Akira Kurosawa: [reaches out] I want to eat too!

Mojito: Rum didn't say you can eat it. 【take away】

Rum: Me me me!Mine can be given to Mr. 【Excited】

Mojito: [glares Kurosawa hard]

Kurosawa:? ? ?

Hahaha, it’s just Dust who wants to eat sakura cakes... Seeing a video of someone making sakura cakes, I really want to eat them too_(:з」∠)_

By the way, the master's hair color and eye color are dark blue and brown respectively in the manga, and the hair band is white.

感谢在2020-04-0310:43:31~2020-04-0321:16:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of salt sting;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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