I'm surviving in a love game

"Or do you think I'm using my power for personal convenience?"

As the night grew thicker, the leaves on both sides were rustling.

In any case, all his thoughts have been seen through by the other party. Fushimi Saruhiko once again felt the almost inhuman insight from Munakata Reishi.

Turning his head to the side, Fushimi's voice was tinged with the chill of the night, very cold, "No."

"Well, that's good. Disagreements with subordinates are something I don't want to see."

Maybe even if he uttered a counterargument, Munakata Reiji would say the same in the end, as if all the circumstances had been factored into his plan.

He's... a chess player.

A sudden sense of powerlessness almost swept over his body.

"You already know the truth, right?" Just as he was about to reach the end of the path, Reiji Munakata broke the silence, "Or, it was a lie to her."

This is inevitable, whether it is the truth or a lie, the person in front of him has already known it, but it is another matter to actually say it, Fushimi subconsciously wants to avoid this problem.

Fushimi fell silent out of a mentality of evasion, with the feeling that "if you don't say anything, maybe everything will remain the same as before".

Obviously, Reji Munakata didn't give him a chance, and then continued at the end of his last sentence, "So have you considered, what will happen to her once she leaves this world?"

The brain actively skims other meaningless modifiers and yanks out that word.

--"leave"

"No." Fushimi said.

There was no street light at the end of the path, and the street light closest to the two of them was several meters away. When the soft light diffused to his feet, it had already been diluted by the night, and it was only a shallow layer, covering him weakly. around the body.

This sentence is more inclined to say to himself, Munakata Reiji stood aside, turned sideways to face Fushimi, his face was split by the dim light, and there was a faint game between light and darkness.

"But you also have to consider this issue, because it may happen."

"Then reduce the possibility to zero. Isn't this a very clear reason?" Fushimi raised his head, his pupils shrank as if he had been stepped on the bottom line, and realized that his tone was considered extreme, so he lowered his voice again ,"Feel sorry."

The voices of the two were being blown away by the night wind.

"There's no need to apologize..." Reiji Munakata's face hidden in the darkness seemed to slide with a smile. He turned and walked into the darkness step by step. Seeing that Fushimi hadn't followed, he turned his head sideways, and the mirror reflected the coldness of the moonlight. "It's also a workaround."

The illusory, seemingly unreliable shadow was trampled on the soles of his feet, and he froze on the spot with some hesitation when he heard Munakata Reisi's overtones in an instant.

Until Munakata Reishi's voice came again, "It's just that there will be some troubles, well, let's rest early, tomorrow will be another busy day."

Fushimi raised his footsteps, and finally, the darkness soaked him too.

It is really a long-lost dormitory life. Standing in the center of the dormitory that has been cleaned, a sense of familiarity rushes over my face. Shiori Hoshimiya thanked Seri Awashima who was standing at the door, and the latter said, "If you need anything, please return contact me."

On the way to the dormitory, the two had already exchanged social software accounts.

"Hmm... is this 'Red Bean Paste Saiko' Miss Awashima?" At that time, Hoshimiya Shiori asked with some uncertainty.

Hearing this nickname, Seri Awashima stopped for a moment, at a loss, and spoke in a confused way, "Ah, this one is an account from a long time ago, so don't worry about the name."

Looking at the date marked in the other party's profile column, which was registered only this year, Xinggong Shizhi closed the microphone knowingly.

After Awashima Seri left, Hoshimiya Shiori let out a long sigh, and fell down tiredly on the lower bunk which had already been covered with a layer of futon. People curled up in the lower bunk.Later, it was the notification tone of the mobile phone that made her reluctantly turn over and find the mobile phone from the crumpled pocket.

["When will you be back?" from Ranbu]

This question is not up to her to decide at all.She exited the chat interface, and couldn't resist clicking in again, repeating it several times.

She still didn't know how to answer, she didn't even know how to face Munakata Reisi tomorrow.

Hoshimiya Shiori was not the only one who was troubled.

"Who is that Miss Xinggong? It's actually worthy of the head of the room to pick it up directly."

Fushimi, who was about to leave the public bathroom after brushing his teeth, was taken aback by Domyoji who appeared out of nowhere. Before Fushimi could answer, he continued to ask many questions that seemed meaningless to Fushimi .

"Is it really the room chief's lover as Kamo said?" Seeing that Fushimi didn't respond, Daomingji rubbed his chin and muttered, "It seems very likely too."

It's outrageous, Fushimi said coldly, "Shut up, what are you all paying attention to?"

"But after their analysis, I think it's quite reasonable. Although it sounds like a fantasy for the head of the office to have a lover, as a human being, there will always be such feelings, right?" See my own opinion Daomingji, who was categorically refuted by Fushimi, didn't feel anything, but felt that there was something wrong with Fushimi in front of him.

"Analysis? You guys are just guessing."

Without thinking about explaining to the other party, Fushimi turned and left neatly.

Seeing Fushimi's back going away, the confused Daoming Temple muttered, "What, I'm so angry all of a sudden."

At night, Xinggong Shizhi didn't sleep well, and the interlocking nightmare made her breathless.She seemed to have been awakened many times in a trance. Once it was still dark outside, and the other time the cold moonlight spread across the half-opened curtains to the center of the dormitory, casting a clean circle of light. Once again, she could faintly hear birdsong sound of morning.

It was such a difficult night, Shiori Hoshimiya sat up, the cold air penetrated the bed along the gap, causing goosebumps, she put her hands on the knees of her bent legs.

Might as well let her go to work.

She has already begun to miss the communal life of going to work every day.

"Miss Hoshimiya—?" There was a knock on the door and Seri Awashima's voice a few minutes later.

"I'm already awake." Hoshimiya Shiori responded, lifted the quilt and got out of bed as if resigned to her fate, recalling the change of clothes that Seri Awashima had prepared earlier, a simple plain sweater and a long skirt of the same color.

Fortunately, the girls' dormitory has an independent bathroom. After she finished washing, she opened the door and saw Seri Awashima waiting outside the door for a while.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting."

"It didn't take long." Awashima shook his head.

Hoshimiya Shiori, who was walking by the window, raised the topic in order to resolve the embarrassment, "Speaking of which, are these clothes prepared by Ms. Awashima?"

"Ah... um..." Awashima hesitated, "Yes."

"It fits very well." Shiori Xinggong smiled as if the other party was a little uncomfortable.

However, the truth is not the case. Thinking of yesterday morning, the director suddenly called her to the office.

"Master, is there anything I can do?"

"There's no need to be nervous, I just need you to help me deliver something."

When receiving the "something" from Munakata Reiji's mouth, even Awashima thought of Kamo and others at that moment.

Women, women's clothing? !

Is it going to be given to the woman the head of the room likes?

etc!It turns out that the head of the room also likes this kind of emotion? !

Awashima, who was brainstorming rapidly, was naturally unaware of his distraction.

"Awashima?" Startled by the room chief's voice, Awashima paused before answering, "I see."

The above are the memories of Seri Awashima, so now when I see Shiori Hoshimiya wearing the clothes chosen by Reiji Munakata, and it fits very well, even if she is not a gossip person, I still can't help but start thinking about the relationship between the two. Relationship.

He did not hesitate to spend his working time to take her back to the village, but there was no close communication between the two of them, instead they were unfamiliar.

Combining various clues, Seri Awashima came to a conclusion.

...Is it the room chief's secret lover? !

But they were forced to separate for various reasons, so now it's...reunion? !

If Hoshimiya Shiori knew Awashima Seri's inner thoughts, she would be amazed by her rich associative power and at the same time dumbfounded.

But there is one thing that both Seri Awashima and Domyoji and others have guessed correctly, that is, the relationship between Shiori Hoshimiya and Reisi Munakata is indeed not simple.

Not only that, it is not simple.

Since there are not many female staff living in the dormitory in the village, and the distance between the two dormitories is not too far, the canteen is located in the middle of the two dormitory buildings.Now Hoshimiya Shiori and Awashima Seri are on their way to the cafeteria. Different from the splendor of the main building, the dormitory building and the cafeteria all have an old taste, which makes people dream back to high school.

Before I had time to complain about the huge difference, I met Fushimi who was alone at the next corner.

"Fushimi...?" Awashima looked a little surprised, and Hoshimiya Shiori knew the reason for her surprise.After all, Fushimi Saru Hiko is not a guy who knows how to eat well, and now appearing on the way to the cafeteria is as absurd as Ranpo doesn't like snacks.

Fushimi was still wearing the uniform of the blue team, and the cold wind rolled up the corners of his clothes, even Hoshimiya Shiori felt cold, but he didn't care much, and turned to stare at Hoshimiya Shiori silently.

Staring at herself as soon as they met, Hoshimiya Shiori began to wonder if she did something wrong, or made a mistake.

The light-colored sweater is especially suitable for Hoshimiya Shiori. Fushimi, who knew the source of the clothes, became more and more irritable, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

He said something that was not the case, but his actual actions revealed his purpose at a glance.

I can't find any reason other than intentional.

Because of this surging malice, his dark blue eyes became deeper and deeper.

"Mr. Fushimi is going to the cafeteria too? Then let's go together." Shiori Hoshimiya took a few steps forward.

Sensing Fushimi's uncertain mood, Awashima Seri glanced at him like a warning.

"Yeah." Fushimi replied in a low voice.

There were not many people in the cafeteria, perhaps the cold weather dissuaded many people from going to the cafeteria for breakfast.

But these people definitely do not include Daomingji. He didn't get a clear answer last night. He woke up early today. After the person was seated, he sat next to Fushimi without any scruples, which is opposite to Hoshimiya Shiori.

"Is this Miss Xinggong? Ah, I almost forgot to introduce myself, my name is Daoming Si." Facing the unfamiliar Xinggong Shizhi, the talkative Daoming Si didn't have to worry about not having a topic, "By the way, where am I? I saw you."

"Huh? Maybe you remembered wrongly?" Hoshimiya Shiori held a paper cup filled with hot coffee.

"It shouldn't be..."

"It's so noisy——" Fushimi's pair of glasses hidden behind a sharp chill, "Don't you just ask meaningless questions?"

The imposing manner was so fierce that it almost swallowed people, as if what Daoming Si said just now touched his minefield, but as someone who knew Fushimi, he could tell at a glance that he was just venting his anger.

Just wave nameless anger at him.

Domyoji, startled by Fushimi's posture, fell silent, and the atmosphere stiffened.

Xinggong Shizhi calmed down the atmosphere, "This is also very normal. Mr. Daoming asked this question out of curiosity."

No matter how soft her tone was, she couldn't hide the fact that the balance of her words was on the other side.

It's just the same.

Fushimi pursed his lips tightly, showing no expression on his face.

Realizing that her words were too biased, even though Fushimi didn't say anything, Shiori Hoshimiya fell silent.

This breakfast was extremely boring, although Daoming Temple opened up the chatterbox later, but most of the time he threw out many questions, and Xinggong Shiori replied with short answers.

When leaving the cafeteria, Hoshimiya Shiori walked behind, and Domyoji in front seemed to be talking with Awashima Seri, so she had to go with Fushimi.

"Today's breakfast is very good, both coffee and toast are very good. But won't your stomach hurt if Mr. Fushimi drinks coffee on an empty stomach?"

"Because anything other than coffee seems inedible."

The breath he exhaled when speaking instantly liquefied into white gas, clouding his face, and even his voice was somewhat hazy.

Unexpectedly...

Such a truthful answer.

"If what you said in the restaurant just now made you feel uncomfortable, I apologize in advance."

"It's not something to be concerned about, but..." His voice broke after this turn, "Stop using honorifics."

"Don't even think about fooling around with nonsense like 'we just met', you know, it's a matter of memory." He turned his head, and under his handsome face, there was a sense of distortion that could not be concealed, and his voice floated into his ears again ——

"If you don't know it yet, let me tell you directly, I almost remember everything."

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