[Comprehensive] It's not that there is a problem with the way I make friends

Saturday, Zhaoqiao House, at six o'clock in the morning.

Teruhashi had already completed an hour of basic physical training, and he was spread out in the training room on the side of the dojo, barely able to breathe.

The training list was readjusted by Gin according to his progress, which ensured that every bit of his physical strength was drained without damaging his body functions and increasing his burden.

To be honest, Zhaoqiao always felt that in terms of his training, brother Zhen had become obsessed to the point of being almost paranoid.Especially during this period of time, it seemed that something touched his sensitive nerves, and even with Yuejian, he couldn't let go of his suspiciousness honed from the battlefield.

In other words, it was precisely because Zhao Qiaoyue saw this child who in his eyes was 'powerless' that he was even more nervous.

"Don't be alone, try not to be separated from that young master."

This is the exhortation at the end of the paper full of book lists.Under the sharp handwriting, it was his suspicious eyes that scanned himself and every environment around Zhaoqiao over and over again, and finally compromised because of Yuejian's simple life circle.

Yuejian didn't know what kind of occupation this brother of his was, but blood and lies were definitely indispensable.It is conceivable that on the battlefield that he cannot touch, he will probably plow through all the people who may bring danger around him again and again.

It's like he once said to Zhaoqiao Yuejian like this: "Whether it's so-called justice or evil, the essence is just doing things with money. How much loyalty can you expect these people to have?"

In this regard, Zhaoqiao disagreed.However, he did not refute - he never rashly draws conclusions on things he has not been exposed to.

Of course, Qin Jiu could see Yuejian's expression of disapproval, and also knew the reason why he didn't answer—except for being cautious and being childlike innocence and softness, what else could it be?Therefore, this has never prevented him from creating a comfortable environment with his old partner Beretta himself.

Even if it is beautiful blood, it must be sprinkled within the scope of his permission.

It's overbearing for no reason at all.

It's like Teruhashi who would tolerate her family and friends for no reason.

He simply took a shower, washed himself again, and changed into his out-of-the-way clothes.The time on Saturday morning belongs to Zhengjiang, that is to say, there are two regular courses of finance and imperial studies this morning.

It is not easy to adjust the time of Akashi, Teruhashi and the teacher, so they will not make any changes unless necessary.Asking for leave is also the same.

In the early days, the schedules of the two were almost identical, and they ate and lived together.During that time, Mrs. Shiori had just passed away, and he insisted on transferring back to Teiko Elementary School.Grandpa has nothing to do with him, but Uncle Sakaki will always respect his opinion as long as he is capable.

As a compromise, he was allowed to live in Akashi's house until the most difficult period passed.

Thinking about it now, luckily he persisted.

Sighing, according to the small schoolbag on the back of the bridge, which has been filled with schoolwork, facing the morning dew, he ran up the mountain road that he had walked countless times.

Before he reached Akashi's house, he could see a familiar figure standing at the gate from a distance.

"Grandpa Nakamura, how many times have I been here, you don't have to wait for me at the door every time, be careful not to catch a cold."

Because the new physical training package has not been fully adapted, it is inevitable that Zhaoqiao will be a little short of breath after jogging all the way, and even the tone of reprimand seems weak.

It is rare to see this young master who grew up like this. The old housekeeper was worried, and hurried forward and said, "Master Yuejian, are you all right? Is there something wrong? Are you sick?" As he spoke, he was about to shout people.

Zhaoqiao quickly explained that it was just that he was a little exhausted after changing the training list. After seeing him adjust his breathing, the old butler really regained his energy, so he decided to call the family doctor.

But this does not prevent him from suggesting with full of worry: "Go to the room to rest for a while, or ask the chef to prepare today's breakfast?"

"It's just a few breakfasts, I still have some physical strength." Zhao Qiao had no choice but to change the subject, "Has Zheng Jiang woke up already? Is uncle at home?"

"Yes, the master is at home today. The young master has just finished his morning exercise and is washing up."

In other words, today I will take Uncle Akashi's share, Teruhashi nodded clearly.

Handing the small schoolbag to the housekeeper's grandfather, Zhaoqiao walked into the kitchen familiarly, found out the apron embroidered with bears and put it on.The uncle in the kitchen saw him coming, and greeted him with a smile: "Would you like to help me?"

"Yes!" Facing the former head chef of a star-rated restaurant, Teruhashi agreed unceremoniously. He came a little late today, and if he didn't act fast, the two Akashi might be hungry.

The speed of two people is much faster. In a short while, rice, grilled fish, miso soup, tamagoyaki, grilled toast, fried sausages, poached eggs, and a Japanese-style and Western-style breakfast for three people are ready.

Because Uncle Akashi was here, besides the juice, Teruhashi also ground coffee beans extra and made a pot of coffee.

"Excuse me, the butler asked me to help serve breakfast... Hey, who are you?" The kitchen door was opened, and the young woman wearing a blue kimono with cuffs tied up with a string, the low-browed young woman was greeted by the extra people in the kitchen. Startled, the question blurted out.

"Are you new here?" Zhaoqiao glanced at her face, not a familiar face, and didn't care about her impolite question, "It just so happens that you're here, otherwise I'm still worrying about how to bring it over."

Teruhashi involuntarily picked up the large tray and left the smaller one for the newcomer in front of him who seemed a bit at a loss.

"Hurry up and keep up." The uncle chef raised his chin.

"Ah, oh, yes."

As soon as he walked around the corner, he saw the young master of Akashi's family walking towards him. His red hair was still damp, and he looked like he had just washed up.

Akashi, who was walking towards the restaurant, raised his eyes and saw Tsukimi holding a large tray. He hurried up to meet him: "Why are you carrying it? Where's Aunt Asano?" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to accept it, and was caught by the weight of his hand. He frowned.

The newcomer, Kuraki Yuko, was stunned by Akashi Seijuro's indifferent glance, and hurriedly lowered his head and replied, "Butler Asano asked for leave today."

"No wonder I didn't see you today, I thought Aunt Asano didn't like me anymore!" Zhaoqiao nodded his cheek, looking relieved.

Even though he knew he was trying to smooth things over, Akashi still smiled: "Aunt Asano likes you the most, and she even made you a new yukata two days ago, asking you to try it on when you come."

"What about Zheng Jiang?"

"It's said that I haven't even bought the fabric yet!" Akashi Seijuro sighed resemblingly, "I'm a little jealous."

"Huh? Is Zhengjiang acting like a spoiled child to me?" Zhaoqiao thought about it carefully, and it seems that it is not difficult to make clothes. If you spend some time learning, you should be able to do it—of course, if you want to be as good as private customization or famous brand It's impossible, and in ordinary words, there will be no problem.

However, Zhengjiang's private server has always been casual.

"No, don't think about learning how to make clothes, just forget about this kind of skill!" As expected of a childhood sweetheart, Teruhashi turned his head around, and Akashi knew what he was thinking, and quickly dispelled his straight-line thoughts.

Not long after his mother passed away, he said to Yue Jian in bed: "I don't want to eat the food cooked by the chef."

The next morning, the breakfast in front of him was replaced by a homemade meal, and the dinner was also arranged by Zhaoqiao.At noon, because Yuejian himself is not used to cold food, Teiko's cafeteria meals are nutritious, so he eats more from the cafeteria.

This treatment continued until Zhaoqiao moved out.Just out of time considerations, it was reduced to the weekend.

Moreover, since then, Yue Jian has often made bentos for him.

So much so that Akashi often couldn't help but wonder, did his bamboo horse take care of him as a child?

The two walked into the dining room, and Uncle Akashi, who usually had a serious face, was already sitting there with a newspaper in his hand.

The three of them greeted each other, Akashi Masomi asked Seijuro about his homework with a straight face, and after getting a no-question answer, he turned to Teruhashi with a much gentler attitude, and even cared about his daily life.

This father and son is really... As long as there is a half-soft attitude towards him, the relationship between the two will not be so rigid.Teruhashi couldn't help but sigh inwardly, while answering Akashi Masomi's question.

"I also read the novel you wrote. It is very well written and interesting. Many people in the company like it."

...No, I'm very happy, but can you please praise Zheng-chan?That is your son, your own!Why are you bragging about me alone!

Even if he was full of things to say, Zhaoqiao, who had no position to judge their father-son relationship, could only smile and accept this compliment that gave him a headache.

Fortunately, as the chairman of the Akashi Zaibatsu, Uncle Akashi didn't have much time, so he went to work by car after breakfast.

Looking at Zheng-chan's nonchalant side face, Teruhashi could only let go of his worries.What else can I do, anyway, no matter how bad it is, it won't go anywhere.The person concerned has no will to improve, and it is useless for the people around him to worry about it.

After the morning class, Teruhashi was sent to Sakakitaro's house in his family's car at Akashi's insistence.

Standing on a high place, Kuraki Yuko watched the black car drive out of the gate of Akashi's house, and asked curiously to the people beside him: "Didn't you say that the young master has a lot of schoolwork and doesn't go out much on Saturdays?"

Taking advantage of the good weather, I took out all the sheets in the guest room to wash and dry them. The woman who was also wearing a blue kimono pursed her lips and smiled: "It is indeed not the young master, it is the young master Yuejian!"

"Young master?" Yuko Kuraki looked very confused, and lowered his voice, "Isn't it the nephew of Butler Asano? He also helps with trivial matters such as preparing breakfast..."

The woman looked at her cautious look, and couldn't help laughing: "Really, what are you thinking about? That's the young master of the Zhaoqiao family, who grew up with the young master. How about breakfast? It should be regarded as a beautiful bond between young people... Anyway, the master is just passing by."

Realizing that she seemed to be talking too much, the woman patted Cang Mu Yuko on the shoulder: "In short, it's nothing special. However, even if the master's affairs are nothing, don't inquire about them. It's not good for the housekeeper to know."

Cang Mu Yuko hurriedly smiled and nodded in agreement, and joked to herself in a low voice: "I read too many novels from a rich family, thank you for reminding me!"

After finishing her work and returning to her room, Yuko Kuraki took out an encrypted mobile phone, thought about it, and stuffed it back.

Regardless of wealth, the Akashi family has a relatively simple background as far as the current situation is concerned.There is nothing worth noting about the bodyguards and servants, and they are all within the normal range.As for the child I saw today, he is probably an ordinary outstanding boy!

It seems that, as the boss said, this is really just a vacation-style mission.

Moreover, the pay is actually higher than her serious work!

For a moment, the agent who went by the pseudonym Kuraki Yuko thought about it very seriously, or she could just retire and live here.