Ayanokouji always wants me to confess

"Then what price do you give?"

Naturally, I will not say that I like your skills, and then feel that the other party is my Bole, thank you Dade.If he went to report it, it wouldn't be interesting to make the fish die and the net broken.What's more, I always take the soft and not the hard, and only the benefits will calm my feeling of impatience and impatience towards him.

Ayanokouji took my question for granted.Now that the two people have not negotiated this matter, there will always be collisions and frictions in the future, and they will target each other, but it will be thankless.It's better to set the interests of both parties at the beginning and bind the positional relationship.

"How much do you want?"

I raised my finger and said: "20.00% of the points awarded to students by the school every month, and 30.00% of the points obtained by special tasks. For example, if this month is zero, then you don't need to give it to me. If you don’t perform well in the point task, you don’t need to give it to me. This seems fair.” Asking him to pay millions of points at once is simply a dream, but I like the benefits his ability may receive in the future .The 500 million that my father left me is neither high nor low. It seems that I have been using free resources, and Class D can get 360 points every month (this is completely impossible). After three years, it is at most 500 million. If I want to collect the remaining [-] million, I have to open source myself.

"Then how do you know how many points I have? What if I hide it?"

To me, this question from Ayanokoji is like interviewing for a job. The other party wants to test whether my ability is in line with my value.

I stretched out my hand to him: "Lend me your phone."

The distance between him and me was a bit far, Ayanokōji leaned forward, stretched out his hand and held it in front of me.

Seeing this movement, I couldn't help but say: "It seems that you didn't notice..."

"Found what?"

Nowadays, most of everyone's mobile phones are equipped with fingerprint passwords, and Ayanokoji's is no exception. In addition to fingerprint passwords, he also has an ordinary six-digit password. There are about 1000000 permutations and combinations of six-digit passwords. There are 10 possibilities for each password number, so there are 6 million possibilities for 100 password numbers.So in my opinion, the most time-saving way is to get the fingerprints. When I asked Ayanokōji to return the books yesterday, I borrowed his leather schoolbag for carrying the books, otherwise he would have to carry them back and forth.

But because the book is too heavy, he had to leave with the leather schoolbag like I did at the beginning, that is, both hands will be completely printed on the schoolbag.After I went back, I used glue, especially the adhesive mainly made of a-cyanoacrylate, under the conditions of polymerization reaction initiated by water in sweat and amino acid, and successfully got the fingerprint.In the morning, after I opened it with my fingerprint, my fingerprint was also recorded.So, as soon as I received it, from Ayanokouji's perspective, I could see that I turned on his mobile phone screen without any effort.

"It's just—" I showed him a picture of a puffer fish that I put in the middle of the photo album, "This is my phone. Strictly speaking, I backed up your data to my modified phone. "

Ayanokōji's eyes flickered, he didn't react too much to my rhetoric, and he was not worried about where his own mobile phone went.

"It's amazing. Because I think it's my phone, so when you ask for it, I'll reach out and hand it over so that it doesn't break; if I know it's someone else's phone, or if it's been discarded and refitted, maybe I will subconsciously choose to throw it to you directly. After all, there is a cushion under it." Ayanokōji paused, and the expression on his face was not too surprised, "Because of this prudence, you think I didn't notice it."

"When did you change it?"

After all, there is no physical education class today, and the mobile phone has not left me for half a step.

Because my fingerprint can log in to the phone normally, and all the software is fully backed up, so Ayanokouji didn't realize that his phone had been switched.

"There must be a time when he sees the phone." I tried to make him think to himself, "and there is plenty of time."

Ayanokōji said, "During class?"

Because he didn't play with his mobile phone in class.

"I learned a little bit of magic before to please others, but my hand speed and basic line of sight misleading are still a little bit." I threw the phone directly to Ayanokouji and said, "If there is no problem, you can leave, right?"

Ayanokouji caught the phone neatly with one hand, supported his upper body with one hand, and stood up from the cushion.Then I walked not far away and started making a phone call. It was Kushida who opened the door. She was not surprised when she saw that I was also in the gymnasium. This also confirmed that my mobile phone yesterday was indeed written by these two people.It's just that I don't know what kind of deal the two of them are talking about in private, that Kushida should help him "match" me and him so relentlessly.But how many times she is still willing to use her hands and feet when I look over, pretending to be very worried.

"Why are you here? Are you okay!"

"It's okay, I'm a little hungry."

I didn't look at Ayanokōji, and he didn't say much, as if nothing happened in the gym.

On the weekend of the second day, I used the chat software on his own mobile phone to invite "myself" to my room.

I didn't have the chance to return his mobile phone yesterday, but I plan to take his mobile phone away when he comes over.

My room happens to be in the dead corner of the elevator turning point, usually few people will come to look for it, and few people will pay attention to it.It was the first time I invited guests, so I thought for a while and threw the pajamas and pajamas on my bed directly into the closet, barely getting ready to pack them up.But when he opened the door, Ayanokōji saw the furnishings in the house clearly, and there was still a struggle in his empty eyes that he could not bear to look directly at.

I pretended not to see his cracking expression: "Just be free."

"Do you have a place to lay your feet here?" His gaze passed through countless garbage bags, and finally landed on the carpet of unclear color, as if he didn't really want to enter the house.

My footsteps paused—there was no place to step down, so what am I walking on.

"Landfill."

As I imagined, Ayanokōji is good at reading other people's expressions, and gave me an answer that answered my doubts.

And very rude.

"After all, it's a girl's room, so please speak nicely." I sat back on my swivel chair, hugged my legs and turned towards Ayanokōji.

Ayanokōji didn't want to stand at the door for too long and be noticed, so she took off her shoes while talking, and walked in my direction trying to find a clean place while wearing socks.Probably because he saw that I was also indifferent to the word dump, so he continued: "Recycle bin, this is my bottom line."

"I didn't expect you to be quite tongue-in-cheek." I always thought he was the type who either pretended not to exist or was very smooth, but it was rare to see him so disregarding the face of his trading partners.

Ayanokoji continued expressionlessly: "It is a basic communication strategy to deal with different people in different ways." He stopped when he was within arm's reach of me.

"Aren't you going to sit? I still have to do it for a long time." I pointed to the space I cleared out - the bed.

Ling Xiaolu shook his head with a cold face: "It's okay, I'll just stand next to you."

"There should be no bacteria on it," I suggested.

"It's okay," Ayanokōji said, "I won't believe it."

Well, it's his business if he doesn't sit.I also did my best to be a landlord.

The reason I invited him here today is to look at the circumvention software I made.I don't know anything about business operations, but Ayanokoji seems to be the kind of elite who specializes in business management. If Ayanokoji can help me manage the business, the income can be discussed.I did it for a long time, so long that I forgot the time. When I came back to my senses, three hours had passed. Looking back at Ayanokoji, he was no longer standing behind me, but sitting half against me. On the table, I flipped through Dumas' "The Count of Monte Cristo" which I borrowed from the library.

His hair is neither too long nor too short, and his sideburns are not too long. You can see his clean and gentle side face.

Noticing my gaze, he didn't turn his head, but asked me: "Are you done?" His right index finger with delicate and slender phalanges slowly turned up a page, and when the voice disappeared, he opened a new page with his left hand Paper.

I didn't answer directly: "I remembered that I didn't pour you water, but I don't have any water here either."

"you are welcome."

These words are polite words, but his tone is sincere and without warmth.In my impression, he is more or less turbulent towards girls, rather than talking to AI.

So I said, "Did I destroy your teenage heart for the girls' dormitory?"

"Don't worry, until now, my view of the girls' dormitory is still on TV. I have already deleted the impression of entering the room just now."

"Then do you want to take one of my underwear away?"

After these words fell, Ling Xiaolu finally raised his eyes from the paper, frowned and looked at me: "What?"

"Give you a worthwhile trip and the illusion of being at home. After all, this is your first time entering a girls' dormitory, right?"

"I don't think I entered the girls' dormitory, so I don't need to be polite. And what is your truth?"

"Hey - did you find out so soon? I wanted to report the underwear thief directly to the school. Ayanokouji doesn't seem to be very keen on exciting life..." I finished talking like a good read, and I seemed disappointed and regretful if.

"..."

I finally know what went wrong during my chat with Ayanokouji.

When we were netizens before, or in other words, Ayanokōji tested the mode of chatting with me when he knew that I was X, and knew that I would not respond to that kind of soft words.So when he was offline, he didn't beat around the bush so much, and he had to say polite words in a tactful manner.I don't care whether he said this on purpose, or it's his nature to stop pretending to please others after confirming the relationship of interest.

Anyway, seeing him successfully choked on me gave me satisfaction.

I return to the topic.

"I'm done, take a look."