[Comprehensive] The eldest lady of the famous family

Kise, who was stuffed with dog food, walked away in a daze. Out of the corner of his eye, Mao saw Akashi's return. His eyes lit up for a moment, his eyebrows frowned, and he looked extremely happy and gentle.

The moment Akashi's eyes came into contact with Mao, he was as soft as if a filter had been applied.

Kise: "..."

(I suddenly felt that finding a suitable girlfriend seemed pretty good...?)

Kise-san, who seems to have a wide range of contacts, but in fact, didn't even send out his first love, suddenly felt extremely shaken in his heart.

Mao was holding Akashi's little finger—it seemed that she was really close, and she wanted to do it habitually.

"I have to leave all the time for Zhengjun the day after tomorrow." Mao deliberately wanted to say so arrogantly, but the rippling eyes betrayed her, "It must not be given to others."

The day after tomorrow is NO.20.

The Winter Cup has just ended, Akashi's birthday.

Akashi knew clearly in his heart, but he still pretended to think for a few seconds: "Well, I was really fine that day."

Deceiving.

Mao opened it up and said: "I remember, you still have a Christmas plan to see that day."

Diguangzhong will have a holiday on the 24th, and the Christmas party will be on that day. It happens that the schedule of several days is crowded together, and the schedule is full.

"It will be finalized tonight." Akashi looked at her twice, feeling that his throat was a little dry, took a sip of the water on the table, and saw Mao looking at him with a strange expression.

"what happened?"

"...Hmm." Mao hesitated a bit, "That's the cup I used."

Akashi suddenly said, "Sorry."

Mao didn't feel offended.

It's...the place where the mouth of the cup fits...

She bowed her head silently and pretended to choose a snack.

Akashi saw clearly the tips of her ears that were suddenly reddened under the hair covered under her hair, and felt that the dry hoarseness in her voice became more serious.

After the end, the show ended, ignoring the spoof show performed by a few people in the midst of fun. Overall, it was a very successful dinner party—although Kise almost turned the barbecue restaurant into a catwalk show when he was caught by truth or dare.

Mao who came out of the door still couldn't help covering her lips and laughing lowly: just now she was the closest to Aomine, but Aomine, who got the confession card, abruptly went around a big circle to find the female chef in the back kitchen to catch a young man—Mayue Is the king, can not be used as an object.In the end, when Qingfeng pulled a middle-aged aunt over to confess his love, the face that was already so dark that it couldn't be darker could allow everyone to witness once again what it means to be "only darker, not the darkest".

"Obviously it doesn't matter if you look for me, Aomine-kun is really overkill." Maou laughed out of breath, and gently wiped the corners of his eyes, feeling that his lung capacity is not friendly, "Look at Zheng-kun, it's all because of you, I Now it’s not even possible to help eliminate the punishment.”

Akashi didn't argue, but said: "If Aomine really chooses you as the object of confession, even if I don't do anything, I will fail in the middle of the process. The punishment for failure is not as easy as him going to the back kitchen to find foreign aid."

With pure freshly squeezed lemon juice as the base, these playful teenagers added many ingredients that could not appear in the ingredients of the drink, such as sour vinegar, soy sauce, oil consumption, etc. It seems that it is more than just a dark dish. degree.

Sadly, Qingfeng looked around at that time and found that there were no other women at all. His eyes stayed on the "drink" for a few seconds, and he murmured: "This is even scarier than what May did."

——then headed for the back kitchen bravely and fearlessly.

Wu Yue's expression of embarrassment was ignored for a moment, but Mao noticed that Kuroko showed a little nostalgic and relaxed expression, all in all it was quite complicated.

"Mr. Heizi and Mr. Qingfeng, is there something wrong?"

Mao uses his words skillfully, and there is never a surplus of meaningless and compelling words.

Now that she used the word "also", Akashi knew that there was no need to hide anything from her.

After listening to the probable cause and effect, Mao pondered for a while, and suddenly "slapped" Akashi's arm with his hand: "Zheng-kun is really too much, there must be a better way, but you chose to watch."

Akashi didn't refute this.

Because what Mao said was true.

"Aomine's problem is a knot in his heart, and it takes a lot of time to solve it, and I just don't have that much time to spend." Akashi's tone became a little colder, his expression remained unchanged, he turned his wrist, and easily held Mao's fingers in his hand , as if this would make him feel more at ease, "...it is not me who is obliged to discipline him."

Akashi was right.

Mao glanced at the hands they held, and smiled indifferently: "Well, I was wrong."

Although it is a bit ruthless to say it, but the fact is that Akashi is entangled in many things, and he saves time to get along with her every day. For such major events that do not have a deep friendship and are related to the turning point of life, you can't just because Akashi is omnipotent. Think "he can do it easily".

Mao stopped, and Akashi, who was leading him, also stopped.

"I was wrong." Mao turned sideways and gave Akashi a big hug, "Masukun's perfection blinded my eyes, I voluntarily admit my mistake, please take care of my stupidity, Masukun will relax a little in the future, don't be like this It's so perfect that I can't catch up."

Being embraced by Mao, he was still in a different position from before, where Mao was in the dominant position—hugging Akashi as hard as he could from the outside—this way made Akashi really stunned for a while, and immediately turned his gaze, and the action was Quickly, but the brain's response was not very bright.

Maou smiled like a flower, and his whole face was immersed in the halo, as if bringing a beautiful scene of spring: "Zhengjun?"

"...In your heart, I should be so fragile that there is no lower limit." Akashi let her hold him, couldn't help laughing, and still had room to tease Mao.

How could he fail to see that Mao was afraid of adding to the slightest bit of pressure on him, not only said it in a relaxed tone, but also told him tactfully: Even if the team's taste has changed, it's not all your fault, Masayuki.

Some things cannot be reversed. It cannot be reversed by one person, and it will take time.

"Not at all!"

Mao retorted dissatisfiedly, he didn't want to stay on the street for long, so he let go of his hand soon, and Akashi held his fingers.

She held her hand and shook it, pinching the phalanx of Akashi's ring finger like a shameless: "In my eyes, Zheng-kun is the best, better than the best."

Akashi put one hand on his forehead and smiled helplessly, the meaning of that smile was so relaxed and comfortable.

Once Mao gets familiar with it, he will let go a lot, and even acting like a baby seems to be handy from his bones. Akashi found it quite novel when he first experienced it, and then realized: This is actually a skill.

A skill that can only be done by Mao, and he can't refuse at all.

Akashi suddenly realized Atobe's dissatisfaction with him.

——If Mao was sent away for nothing, he might not be at the current level of Atobe, and he would use tricks to get him in the way.

Thinking about it this way, Akashi felt that he still had to thank Atobe for his patience and mercy.

Although even if he had to make a real move, he was nothing to be afraid of.

When Mao praised him, the other hand stretched out and gestured: better than the best.

Akashi couldn't help laughing, and asked deliberately: "Better than Atobe-kun?"

"..."

Mao suddenly got stuck, fixed his gaze, and said in a weak voice, with an erratic humility, "Zheng-kun, I won't praise you in the future."

Akashi's low-pitched laughter followed a series of outbursts: "I guess, Atobe-kun also asks you such questions from time to time, right?"

The resentful Zhenyang said: "So with the addition of Zhengjun, I really can't stand it."

Akashi was in a good mood and didn't continue to embarrass her.

However, Mao felt that his good intentions had been firmly blocked, and there was some resentment in his heart that he had nowhere to vent, so he secretly tried his best to pull his hand out of Akashi's.

Unexpectedly, the grip became tighter and tighter.

It didn't reach the point of pain and discomfort, but it was inexplicably unable to break free.

With a weeping face, Mao was completely convinced: "Zhengjun, have you ever learned internal skills?"

She spoke miserably, and her expression was also miserable.

Akashi laughed and let go, Ren Zhenyang withdrew his hand, stared at him accusingly, and then explained simply: "There were so many people just now, I'm afraid you will be hit."

Another reason: he was reluctant to let go.

I always feel that I can feel at ease when I hold it.

This time Mao didn't try to be considerate, instead he muttered unhappily: "I'm not a child anymore."

For the rest of the time, he refused to let Akashi lead him no matter what.

Independently and self-reliantly proving himself to be an able-bodied non-child.

Akashi knew that Mao didn't want to be underestimated, and being misunderstood didn't break his rare bright mood.

——As long as Mao is there, the sun that lives in his heart can start to work again, shining on every inch of his heart that no one has set foot in.

But in the car on the return journey, Mao quickly put this unhappiness behind him and began to think about what kind of birthday present he should give Akashi.

Seeing her troubled look, Akashi couldn't help but ask, "I thought you were already prepared?"

Listening to Mao's firm request earlier, he really thought so.

"It's ready." Mao buried his head between his propped up arms sadly, and replied with a sigh, "But I think the preparation is too little, and I have to do the calculation again when I go back tonight."

What kind of?

Akashi carefully thought over and over again Mao's words, which were not too long at all, and asked again hesitantly: "Too little means..."

"not enough."

Mao answered so calmly, his eyes were clear and clear, "This is the first time I celebrate your birthday, Zheng-kun."

Akashi was stunned for a moment, and said, "My previous birthdays were just casual."

When the mother was still alive, she would prepare different meals and cakes on this day with a sense of ritual. Since the death of the mother, although the servants in the family will remember to prepare the cakes, they no longer have the atmosphere they should have.

It's better to say that it's too deserted, it doesn't look like it's a birthday.

"It's different."

Mao smiled at him as a matter of course, "Don't you have me to celebrate your birthday now?"

"It can't be casual."