Jenai is tired after a week

That was when I was in the second grade of middle school. In Akashi's memory, meeting her was completely accidental.

On Wednesday's reception day, the afternoon class ended early, and there was no club training. After school, Akashi took a little longer than usual to end the mess. His interest was still there, and he slowly cleaned up the chessboard while revisiting the aftertaste.

Just as he was packing up his belongings and preparing to leave the classroom, the lights above his head suddenly went out without warning.

power cut?

He looked out of the window, and the corridor was also dark, thinking it must be a problem with the electrical circuits of the whole building.The afterglow of the setting sun came in from the window on the other side, and cast it on the ground, and the last faint red light was gradually getting muddy.

It has a bit of a campus ghost talk atmosphere.

If it were someone else, I would feel a little panicked.But Akashi was used to coming home late, so he just paused, turned off the light off button, closed the door, and walked around to the other side of the teaching building to check the circuit.

The janitor came sooner than expected, the lighting was restored soon, Akashi went back, and put the key of the Go club back in the club office.

Coming down from the fourth floor, he caught a glimpse of the light still on in the corridor at the corner, and stopped involuntarily.

He obviously turned off the light.

Akashi frowned, and when he got closer, he realized that it wasn't the original classroom that was lit, but the one next door.He looked at the time, it was almost seven o'clock, and there were very few students still in the club activity room at this time.

The more common possibility is that the last student to leave was careless and left without checking the switch.

He remembered that this classroom was...applied by the art club to be used as a studio.

Akashi walked to the door and glanced into the classroom. It was empty, with half-finished canvases spread out on scattered tables and chairs, and no one was there.The lights come from the side corners, which are not conspicuous in the evening when the sun has not yet set, and are easily overlooked by the students.

The student union was responsible for a lot of point deduction checks. He sighed out of habit, raised his hand to turn off the light, and closed the door with his backhand.

"...!"

The moment the lights went out, Akashi inadvertently turned his head and saw a shadow under his feet.After turning off the lights, the only source of light in the field of vision is the searchlights cast from the direction of the stadium outside the window.

He stopped immediately.

...isn't it?

Akashi raised his wrist and turned on the light again.

The shadow disappeared, and he raised his head in the direction, and saw the girl sitting behind the easel, and just at this moment, she raised her eyes to look at him, her eyebrows were slightly twisted, her blue eyes were gentle and quiet, and there was a hint of condemnation .

There is a shadow at her feet, obviously a living person, not an illusion.

But a few seconds ago, Akashi did not notice her existence.He was already calm enough, remembering the occasional rumors of ghosts wandering around the school at night, he almost broke out in a cold sweat.

Still kind of scary, he had to admit.

But he refrained from showing such emotion.Such words...it's really rude to a girl.Besides, she doesn't look like a ghost at all.

It is impossible for a "ghost" to have such a face - her facial features are delicate and soft, not stunning, of course not scary, it is very pleasing to the eye, her skin is also very white, with a sense of transparency... the same as her existence.

The awkward staring session didn't last long. Zhe Nai took the lead to look away, put down the pencil in his hand, glanced at the canvas, and stood up.

With a creak, the chair was pulled out with a crisp sound, as if waking up another person.

"Sorry." Akashi finally said, "I didn't see anyone here just now."

"It doesn't matter." The other party replied nonchalantly, "I'm used to it."

Zenai started to pack the painting tools.

Although she only made a draft with a pencil, there are many other students left behind, scattered charcoal strips, paint boxes that have not been cleaned, and so on.

While tidying up, she apologized to Akashi in turn, explaining: "I often sit here alone in a daze, and I didn't expect to be discovered. Did it scare you? I'm really sorry..."

Akashi secretly sighed, if it wasn't for the power outage this time, he probably wouldn't have noticed.

"Will it be too dark if you only turn on the side lights for painting?" He asked kindly.

Zhenai still said: "For me, it doesn't matter."

Only then did Akashi notice what she said just now, and he was a little curious: "Aren't you here to draw?"

She shook her head and looked at the sketch paper clipped on the easel. Akashi looked over, and there were only some rough outlines, but she couldn't tell what it was.According to what she said, she might just pick up a pen and paint a few times.

"I'm not a member of the art club," Zhe Nai blinked, and said quickly, "Because it's very quiet here, and I won't be disturbed by others. I borrowed the classroom from the art club before. They leave early, so I can also Help clean up."

Isn't it for drawing, here alone... in a daze?

"I hope I didn't disturb you." Out of kindness, Akashi decided to remind her, "However, if you are alone, it is better not to go home too late. Although there are patrols in the school, it is not necessarily so safe. .”

Zenai nodded and said yes.

"Then can I still come?" she asked.

"It's okay." Akashi shook his head with a smile, and said, "Just remember to turn on the light. Other people will come to check the light switch in the future. If it scares them..."

Not everyone is as composed as he is.

Uh, but it's not appropriate to say such boastful words directly.He stopped, coughed lightly, and asked apologetically, "Well, what's the name?"

"Heizi Zhenai," she added, "I'm in Class B of the second year."

Zenai was still packing up the gouache paints, Akashi couldn't stand it anymore, and stepped forward to help.He folded up the remaining drawing papers and put them into the desk, while Zhenai picked up the small bucket and was about to pour out the sewage, when he heard him sigh.

"It's all up to you to clean up. It's not appropriate."

"Usually everyone will clean up the follow-up by themselves." Zhe Nai stopped and explained that her existence was dispensable, and the other members probably didn't even know that she had been here, so of course they would not throw things to her. "But today is the reception day. In order to cooperate with the new recruitment activities, the art club allows visitors to use it."

There are three days in the reception day, and the remaining two days are still the same activities. The students on duty who are in charge of cleaning must be lazy.

Akashi frowned slightly, and hummed to show that he understood: "I will go and talk to their president about this issue."

……

A few days later, the team training got busy, and Akashi didn't go to the chess classroom for a while, and when he was free, he remembered the Zenai he met that night.

He asked the students and teachers casually, and all the faces that responded to him were blank.

The teacher in class B couldn't help but tilt his head and think for a long time. He was full of doubts in front of him, and couldn't help but ask: Is there such a student in their class?

Akashi: "..."

The chilly feeling came back that day.

Fortunately, he has the authority of the student union, so he took a look at the student list before he breathed a sigh of relief.There was indeed the name "Heizi Zhenai", which was very inconspicuous among a group of names, and he only saw it after checking both sides.

Akashi had already seen her sense of existence with his own eyes, but he didn't expect it to be so bad. His classmates didn't tell him, and even the teacher who taught the class didn't remember it.Living like this alone...should it be said to be humble?

Thinking of this, the calm face appeared in front of him again.

She probably doesn't think so.

Maybe it was curiosity, maybe it was boredom, Akashi couldn't help but slightly distorted his daily trajectory.

Sure enough, Zenai often sat in that studio in a daze, maybe not just in a daze, because after discovering her existence, when Akashi passed by the corridor, he would unconsciously look inside.

Occasionally, they also say a few words.

On this day, instead of fiddling with paintbrushes, she took a book and sat by the window, looking outside occasionally.

From this direction...

Akashi walked to the window and stood still, seeing the sports field not far downstairs.The students of the track and field club, the football club, and the baseball field can be seen a little further away.He wasn't sure what she was looking at, but Zhenai turned around and looked at the chess box in his hand with a curious expression on his face.

"Is this chess?"

Akashi nodded.

"I thought Akashi-kun was a Go lover." Zenai said.

After coming here for so many days, of course she knew that the next door was the site of the Weiqi club.

"Probably." Akashi said lightly, his tone was neither deliberately modest nor arrogant, "I'm very interested in chess."

She nodded in admiration, showing the kind of eyes that everyone usually has—as expected of Akashi—and exclaimed, "That's great."

"What about you?" he asked. "Aren't there any clubs you'd like to join?"

Drena said, "Well, I'm afraid there's nothing particularly interesting. But I like watching them here."

Observed?

Is this a special hobby...

"Compared to watching, it's better to experience it yourself." Akashi said while looking out the window subconsciously, and finally understood why Zenai chose this classroom.

The view is really good, even the outdoor court of the basketball department can be seen.

After hearing what he said, Zhe Nai was silent for a while, and then said: "If possible, I also want to..."

Her voice lowered, and the back became very blurred, making it hard to hear.

She quickly raised her head and said regretfully: "Unfortunately, no matter what kind of sport it is, it requires talent very much. I have tried it, but I am afraid it is not suitable for me."

Akashi didn't speak.

Zhe Nai looked very thin indeed, it was a little bit reluctant to participate in outdoor club activities with this kind of physique.He didn't intend to use this kind of topic to hurt her—he originally thought that the library committee, or other cultural class clubs, should be more in line with her style.It's just that she didn't expect her eyes to be shifted to the sports field just after she said it.

Look at her eyes... probably like it.

Rather than saying "no interest", it is better to say that there are no objective conditions.

In the basketball club, Akashi has also seen many untalented people who couldn't persevere, or were persuaded to leave by the supervising teacher.If they can't accept the reality, they will probably be devastated... But, what can they do? Their school only needs the strong, and the society is the same.

In this regard, he can only express regret silently.

Zhe Nai didn't feel shocked, and stated the facts objectively, and finally added a sentence to himself: "Maybe there will be a chance one day in the future. Who can say what will happen in the future?"

She remembered something and looked up at Akashi.

"A person like Akashi-kun, is there any area that he is not good at... For example, is there something that he can't do despite his hard work?"

"There will always be." Akashi replied kindly.

Zenai still looked at him curiously.

"For example..." Under such gazes, he thought for a while before slowly saying, "It's also hard for me to figure out what girls are thinking."

"Huh?" Zenai tilted her head, a little confused, "Akashi-kun doesn't lack relationships with the opposite sex, right?"

"Being liked by someone is not the same thing as liking someone," he said.

She nodded.

"Understood, as expected of Akashi-kun, even Versailles literature is so proficient."

Akashi: "...I didn't mean that."

"It's okay," Zenai said comfortingly, "Actually, I don't understand either. But I'm different from Akashi-kun. I should live alone in the future. Akashi-kun's words..."

She tried to imagine it.

It should be following the trajectory in people's minds, being admitted to a prestigious university, becoming an executive in a company, marrying Bai Fumei... something like that.

They are people from two worlds.

Things in the future are full of infinite possibilities, but there are also things that are doomed to be impossible. There is a strict class system in this society... For people like them, the most interaction that can occur is only in school.

It occurred to her again that they were about to graduate soon.

"It's a completely unimaginable world." Zenai said dryly.

Akashi looked down at her.

He knew what she said was right, but he was agitated by this tone, but he couldn't help but want to refute...

"Maybe," he said suddenly, "maybe someday—"

Zenai looked at his smile, it seemed that it was not the same as before.

Before saying goodbye that day, Akashi said to her: "I wish you in advance to be admitted to the school of your choice, and I also hope that one day in the future...you can realize your ideals."

After graduating from junior high school, Chenai's life really developed step by step, and every day was tepid.She quickly left the past in a corner and never thought of it again.

When she was about to graduate from university, she received an invitation from a game company.

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The author has something to say: Akashi: I didn't expect that!Planning is actually me.JPG

The remaining few episodes want to do some unpopular cp, such as the reverse strategy perspective...?