[Comprehensive] President, come to the bowl

Ninja House

At eight o'clock on Monday night, Yushi Ninata received violin instruction from his tutor in his room as usual.On the music stand in front of him are several staves, the name of which is printed in bold font size, which is the famous song "Joy of Love" by Chrysler.The black and white characters and the interlaced tadpole notes on the stave are too eye-catching, even if Ninzu Yushi is out of his mind, he can still quickly capture the ironic title.

The joy of love.

Is love something that brings joy?Or, is he happy at this moment, who is deeply in the quagmire of love?

Ninja Yuuji questioned himself silently in his heart, and the answer was of course no.

Renzu's thoughts drifted high and far away, but the movements in his hands were extremely skillful.

He hated to death the violin fingering that had been seamlessly fitted with his fingers for a long time, and hated the tunes that continuously flowed into his ears.The song called "The Joy of Love."How can you force the current him to play such a piece?

Shinobu's brain cells were filled with Arisukawa Jun's name, and the score in front of her gradually blurred into her emotionless eyes, quietly, quietly watching him.

The gesture of Renzuzu is getting faster and faster, and the hand that draws the bow is moving without stopping, and the notes played seem to be soaring carefree in the air.Just listening to the harsh "squeaky" sound, the strings on the violin suddenly cracked.

Shinobu Yushi stared blankly at the swaying strings under the breeze, and finally came back to his senses.

For the first time there was timidity in his eyes, and he dared not see the tutor's expression.

It is said that people are the windows of the soul, and the reason why Renzu didn't look up was because he was afraid that the sensitive and slender tutor would find something from the depths of his pupils, and he was even more afraid of showing a little pity on the tutor's face.

[Hey, you are so naive.People who dare not even confess, but try to use clumsy tricks to attract people's attention. ]

Ninja Yushi was afraid of hearing similar judgments from his tutor, so he simply lowered his eyes.

No matter what time it is, those who admit their mistakes at the first moment can always get more forgiveness.

Just think I'm admitting my mistake!

Don't pursue the reason for my abnormality.

A woman who was only five or six years older than Yushi Ninata called him by name.

With no other choice, he raised his head in response.

Sure enough, I saw the tutor's puzzled and forbearing expression.

Shinobu Yushi originally thought that the woman would ask him about his troubles in a gentle voice, but she knocked down the staff on the music stand and said sternly:

"No matter what happens to you, the violin is never a tool for you to vent."

Turning her eyes to the violin tightly held by Ninaku Yuji, the woman couldn't help showing a distressed look.

Those eyes are like a ravaged violin, which is a living body.

Shinobu Yushi opened his mouth, his throat was as dry as if he had been in a hot air-conditioned room all night, he held it in for a long time, and then slowly spit out the three words "I'm sorry".

Renzu recalled that when he was young, his young shoulders could not bear the weight of the violin well, but now he can even handle difficult music with ease.The thin calluses on his fingers are not only from tennis training, but also from the violin.

How could the violin, who had grown up with him since he was a child, tolerate such rough treatment.

Yushi Ninja feels ashamed, but the tutor is a woman who loves the piano, even if Ninzu apologizes humbly, she will not continue today's class.

Ren Zuzu watched the woman's figure disappear outside the door in a hurry, and the smile on the corner of her mouth seemed to be soaked with boundless bitterness.

In the huge room, bright lights, messy music scores scattered on the floor.

Ninata Yushi carefully put the violin back into the case, and solemnly closed the zipper of the case.He decided to go to the musical instrument store he frequented tomorrow after school to have the broken string replaced.

Shinobu then turned around, walked to the music scores, bent down and picked them up one by one, arranged them in order, and put the retractable music stand back in the corner.

When completing this series of actions, Ninja Yushi was methodical and silent.

He felt that his vitality was being withdrawn from his body at an extremely slow speed, and he even felt that he was about to become a walking dead.

Barely coping with the violin lessons, Ninzu Yushi vaguely thanked the teacher for leaving early.

Otherwise, he can't be sure that he will suddenly collapse in the middle of the class.

The slippers on the feet were kicked off by him at some point. In early May, even if you step on the ground with bare feet, you don't feel cold.

Shinobu Yushi was too lazy to take care of the whereabouts of the slippers, and walked back to the sofa with bare feet, and sat down in one mind.

He reached out to remove the glasses from the bridge of his nose, freeing his tortured ears.

Probably because of wearing glasses for a long time, Ren Zuzu's ears were burning with pain.

Ninja Yuuji covered his forehead with his right hand, and also covered his tired eyes.

He closed his eyes under his right hand, and the boundless darkness flooded in like a tide.

Shinobu seemed to hear the gust of wind and rain outside the window, and a soft and warm voice called his name amidst the noise.

[Youshi, Yushi]

As the cry became clearer, the face of the man gradually appeared in the darkness.

The person smiled at him not too far away from Ninzuzu, showing a rare shy look, her lips opened and closed, and she put together a simple and moving confession.

[Yushi, I like you.And you? ]

Ninja Yuji's body trembled uncontrollably because of this confession. He wanted to stretch out his arms to embrace the person in the darkness, but he only hugged a mass of cold and empty air.

Resisting the cry of shock, he opened his eyes, and the glare of the light shone directly into the depths of his pupils.Shinobu Yushi closed his eyes again under the stimulation of the strong light, but this time no one sincerely confessed to him in the dark.

Outside the window is the moon with few stars, the moon is blocked by the scale of buildings, and even the bright light is covered with a faint layer of dust.

All are hallucinations.

Yuuji Ninata didn't know what he saw for a few minutes.

Is it his fleeting dream?Or is it a conjecture caused by overwork?

That doesn't matter.

The important thing is that all of this, the scene he encountered in the dark is his long-cherished wish.

However, Ninja Yushi is getting farther and farther away from this wish.

He must have pushed Arisugawa away with his own hands.

Ninja Yuuji lowered his head in pain, his hands resting helplessly on both sides of his head.

He felt a splitting headache, and if someone said that he would go crazy in the next second, Ninazuyu would believe it without any doubt.

His lowered eyes touched the mobile phone on the coffee table, and Yushi Ninzu's trembling right hand approached it inch by inch, and his inner struggle was hidden in his slow movements.Shinobu Yushi held the phone in the palm of his hand, the cold texture of the metal made his palm froze for a moment, and his blurred mind was also recalled.

Ninja Yuuji thinks he is a cruel man.

Because when he confirmed his relationship with Jun Yumori, he deleted Arisukawa Jun's number from his phone.

But so what?

The fingers jumped out of control, and the string of memorized numbers flowed out naturally like a stream.

Shinobu looked at the flickering fluorescent screen, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

The number on the screen changed to Arisugawa Jun's name, as if some kind of incredible magic had been cast, and Yushi Ninzu willingly surrendered, and finally got out of the mud and sank half of his body again.

He felt that the remaining sanity was also roaring away from his body.

The index finger of Ninazu Yuuji seemed to be weighed down by a thousand catties, and after a desperate resistance, he dialed Arisukawa's phone number.

He put the receiver to his ear, and before there was a lengthy tone from the receiver, the closed door was pushed open from the outside.

Ren Zuzu was like a bad boy who was caught right after he was about to do something bad, his violently constricted heart made him feel short-lived suffocation.

The movements he made in an instant came from the instinct of the body.

What is this so-called instinct?

Probably self-protection, protecting the most intimate emotions in the heart.

By the time Yuji Ninzu realized, the phone was already lying on the edge of the sofa safely and lonely.

A moment ago, Renzu heard the noise of a hard object colliding. It was the mobile phone thrown by him that hit the armrest of the sofa.

Renzu raised his eyes and saw his father staggering.

As he gradually approached, Ren Zuzu's room was filled with an unpleasant smell of alcohol.

Ren Zu hurriedly got up and went to help his father.

The temperature touched by the palm was hot, and the father's cheeks were also stained with two extremely unnatural blush.

The glasses on the father's nose slipped a little, and the eyes a few centimeters beyond the frame were full of confusion.

Unlike him, his father was a real nearsighted eye.

However, Renzu knew that his father's unusual hazy posture was definitely not due to the lack of help from the lens, which made him unable to see clearly.

The father leaned on his son with most of his weight, and the smell of alcohol around Renzu became heavier, and the father's rising body temperature also made Renzu's forehead sweat.

"you've been drinking?"

Shinobu Yushi frowned and helped his father to the sofa, and asked patiently.

"How...how did you get the teacher away?"

Renzu guessed that his father met the teacher who left angrily downstairs, or that his mother complained to him worriedly.

After all, the movement in his room just now was not small, and Yushi Ninzu did not expect to hide it from his father at all.

Swallowing his saliva, he chose to avoid answering.

"What about you, what entertainment?"

Renzu's father is an intellectual who matches his appearance, and his warm temperament is very similar to Renzu's usual disguise of being harmless to humans and animals. In addition, he is now drunk and doesn't care about the faux pas in his son's words.

It is not commendable that his father's drinking capacity is not commendable. He was drunk a lot by his colleagues during the entertainment, and he was already unconscious at this time.

So until my mother made the hangover soup and dragged my father away from his room, I could only hear the repeated chanting in my father's mouth.

"I'm satisfied as long as I'm the director of internal medicine."

Ren Zuo was still thinking about this sentence after his father left.

Recently, officials from the Ministry of Health and Welfare reorganized the cabinet. Is my father, as the director of internal medicine at the Osaka University Hospital, also involved?

My father is a silent and gentle person, and even if something goes wrong at work, he seldom complains to his family.

Because of this, Ren Zu knew very little about his father's current situation, and he suddenly felt that his son had done a bit of negligence.

Speaking of the reelection of the Ministry of Health, Welfare and Welfare, Yuji Ninazu couldn't help but think of Jun Arisukawa.

The Arisukawa family has been in the medical business for many years, and the affiliation of the governor of the Ministry of Health and Welfare is closely related to her family's interests. Maybe she will get some inside information?

Thinking about it, Yuji Ninata picked up the phone that was thrown on the sofa again, and fiddled with the keyboard without hesitation.

The corner of Ren Zuo's mouth curved into a complacent arc, and he kept giving himself psychological hints.

[This call is for my father, totally for my father. ]

Hypnotizing himself like this, Yushi Ninzu seemed to be able to let go of the belief in his heart, and faced the voice of Arisukawa coming from the receiver with dignity.

However, only he himself knows.

The rhythm of my heart beating is so abnormal and intense, it seems that it will jump out of my throat in the next second.

In front of Arisukawa, he will never be able to maintain the image of the ice emperor genius.

What a sweet and bitter encounter it was.

>>>

Half a quarter ago, Shun Arisukawa

[As long as you get home before nine o'clock, you have to say good night to your sister. ]

This is Shun Arisukawa's first agreement with Jun Arisukawa after returning home.

And he has fulfilled his promise very well, even now when he is running around to form a cabinet for officials from the Ministry of Health and Welfare.

Jun Arisukawa looked at his brother who was so tired that his heart was churning with distress.

"I heard from Maeda that you ate very little tonight?"

Shun Arisukawa accompanied his father to meet with the Prime Minister tonight, and Shun Arisukawa could understand his father's intentions to a certain extent.

On the one hand, he hoped to introduce his son to the minister, and on the other hand, he probably wanted to hear from Dacheng about the candidate for the governor of the Ministry of Health and Welfare.

The dark night makes people lonely, and the caring eyes of relatives make Arisukawa Jun's rare vulnerability.

She stubbornly turned her eyes away and calmed down for a while.

Then bluntly leave the topic.

"Brother, what have you been up to lately?"

Arisukawa Jun knew that once something about school was mentioned, she would inevitably remind her of someone.

Yushi Ninzu, this familiar yet unfamiliar name, is precisely her forbidden zone.

Arisukawa Shun glanced at his sister strangely, then shifted his gaze to the slightly messy desk behind Arisukawa.On the top of the open document in the center of the desk was written "Project --- The xxth Ice Emperor Campus Games".

Shun Arisukawa recalled that every year in mid-June is the time for the Hyotei School Games.

In May, the student union should be busy preparing for the school sports meeting.

Obviously it is such a time when nutrition needs to be supplemented, how can my sister not eat well.

Although he was full of doubts, Shun Arisukawa thoughtfully followed his sister's question and explained.

"You know about the reelection of the Ministry of Health, Welfare, right?"

Arisukawa Jun nodded silently.

"There are three candidates for the post of governor, one is Professor Busujima from the Affiliated Hospital of Tokyo University, the other is Professor Fujita from Kyoto University, and the third is Professor Shinozu from Osaka University."

Arisukawa Jun was originally listening calmly, but he couldn't help showing a strange expression when he heard the last.

"Professor Ninjazu?"

she asked uncertainly.

"The director of internal medicine at Osaka University, how do you know him?"

"I... and his son are classmates."

Jun Arisukawa decided for a few seconds between lying and telling the truth, and decided to tell the truth.

She wanted her tone to be as calm as possible, because that would show that she didn't care about Ninzutsu's affairs at all.

However, her ears caught the pause between her words, and the word "classmate" was fragmented by her, as if it was so difficult to define the relationship between the two.

Shun Arisukawa didn't notice his sister's mental activities, or pretended not to know as generously as before.

"Then among these three people, who has the greater hope?"

Arisukawa Jun pretended to be very interested, and the tone of the question contained an urgency that he hadn't noticed.

"I'm not sure about the other two. I'm afraid that Professor Ninzuzu has little hope. You know, the provincial governor election of the Ministry of Health, Welfare and Welfare is not only based on strength, but also behind the checks and balances of various forces. Professor Busujima and Professor Fujita I've seen them all be tactful seniors, Professor Renzu...the medical skills and reputation are second to none, but he is too rigid and difficult to control. If such a person is elected, for the few of us who run the medical industry, All harm but no benefit."

Arisukawa Jun analyzed the situation thoroughly, raised his eyes and saw his younger sister's face getting darker, and finally couldn't bear to add something.

"However, I appreciate people like Professor Shinozu."

Shun Arisukawa found helplessly that pale words could not restore his sister's inexplicably depressed mood, so he simply changed the subject carelessly.

"It's Chun's birthday next week, don't forget you're going to attend too, remember to bring your male companion."

>>>

After seeing off his nagging brother, Jun Arisugawa, who sat back at the desk again, couldn't calm down anymore.

Her fingers unconsciously flipped through the documents in front of her, and her thoughts were disturbed by what Arisukawa Shun said just now.

Arisukawa Jun hesitated again and again, mustered up the courage to pick up the phone, and found the name "Ninzu Yushi" in the address book.

This familiar name made her feel like volcanic magma ready to go, rushing out with the most intense gesture in an instant.

Arisukawa Jun heard a faint grunt in his throat, which was the prelude to crying.She gritted her teeth to force the moisture in her eye sockets to dry up, and then coughed twice in discomfort.

Finally, he dialed the call button with his index finger.

After a suffocating wait, she heard a desperate mechanical prompt.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently active."

>>>

Hey, dear Run.

If we can agree to call each other at the same time, why can't we be together?