Youth long companion

Things are over and a new day begins.

Bai Niaoquan received a letter from Yuzhi early in the morning, saying that the remaining group of people have been dealt with, and the gift of thanks from the Great Lord will be delivered soon.

Seeing this, Shiratori Izumi also heaved a sigh of relief, immediately called and told Akashi about it.

"The matter has been resolved!"

Akashi's voice sounded a little trance through the headphones.

Bai Niaoquan faintly felt that something was wrong, but for a while, he didn't know what was wrong.

"How are you? You're not hurt?"

Akashi's tone was sharp and worried.

Bai Niaoquan shook his head subconsciously, and said, "No, we didn't do anything."

"Oh, that's good." Akashi replied.

The two talked a few more words, then hung up the phone.

At the same moment, the two people in different places looked at their own faces reflected on the screen's mobile phone at the same time, and were silent for a while.

Akashi squeezed the phone tightly, pursed his lips, and shouted, "Morita, come in!"

The next second, a young man in a deacon uniform opened the door, stood at the door, saluted, and asked, "Master, what are your orders?"

This person, also named Morita, is a relative of Butler Morita. His full name is Isamu Morita. He just returned from studying in the UK a few months ago, and entered Akashi's house for an interview. He is currently staying with Akashi to take care of some things.

The purpose of Akashi Zhengchen's arrangement is obvious, that is to let Akashi have his own team in the future.

"Help me arrange martial arts lessons!"

This was a plan that Akashi had been thinking about for a long time.

Although he knew of the existence of that world before, he had never been in contact with it. This time, Quan was willing to let him contact the world there, but he was too weak to help.

He hopes that Hequan will be together forever in the future, so there will always be a next time. He is not willing to just watch from the sidelines and let Quan face the danger alone. Then he can only strengthen his own strength and prevent himself from being a drag people.

Next time, can I ask her if there is a way to make myself stronger?

Akashi pursed his lips, thinking silently in his heart.

"Yes." Isamu Morita's face remained unchanged, he nodded immediately, turned around and exited, and began to arrange martial arts lessons.

In his mind, as the next heir of the Akashi family, even if he has the money to hire bodyguards to protect him, he should have a strong force.

On the other side, at the same moment, Bai Niaoquan, who was also looking at the screen-absorbing phone, suddenly reached out and touched the forehead of the person on the screen.

I saw the girl on the screen frowned slightly unconsciously, her eyes were a little dazed.

For some reason, she always felt that there was something wrong with Akashi's tone just now.

Is there something that seems to be ignored by me?

Bai Niaoquan pursed her lips, stood silently at the window, watching the flowers in the flower bed downstairs, which were blooming enthusiastically in this season.

Soon, one day or two days passed. Looking back now, what happened to Sakura and the others seemed to have passed for a long time.

On this day, Shiratori Izumi arrived at the basketball club on time as usual, but found that Reo Mibuchi's face was a little strange, she looked absent-minded, and she didn't even do the warm-up exercises to a standard.

"Senior Mibuchi, good afternoon!" Shiratori Izumi had just finished saying hello, when he saw Reo Mibuchi's messy and unformed warm-up exercise, he asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?"

Seeing that it was Bai Niaoquan, Shibuchi panicked, stood up quickly, waved his hand guiltily, and said, "Good afternoon, I'm fine, I'm fine."

This doesn't look like it's okay!

Bai Niaoquan blinked and muttered in his heart, but he didn't continue to ask, just reminded: "Senior, you must do warm-up exercises carefully, otherwise you will be easily injured."

"Oh, I, I see." Mibuchi nodded evasively, not daring to look into Shiratori Izumi's eyes, turned around and continued to do warm-up exercises.

Bai Niaoquan looked around, and saw that Mibuchi was serious this time, but his movements were much slower than usual, but he didn't say anything, and turned around to do other things.

"Quan, you're here."

Shiratori Izumi had not been working for a long time when he heard a familiar voice behind him. Turning his head, he was surprised to find that Akashi had put on a sportswear jacket and trousers that he hadn't worn much all the year round. Wearing only short-sleeved shorts as usual.

"Seijuro, good afternoon?!"

Shiratori Izumi looked around Akashi in surprise.

The temperature is not low today, why do you wear long-sleeved trousers?

Bai Niaoquan was surprised, always feeling that something was wrong.

As soon as Mibuchi saw Akashi coming in, he unconsciously slowed down the warm-up exercise, and sneakily aimed towards the two of them.

Hearing Bai Niaoquan's surprise, he felt even more guilty, because he knew the reason, and he accidentally saw it in the changing room.

Akashi also knew that his outfit today was very wrong, but he didn't want Shiratori Izumi to find the scars under his clothes.

After he asked Isamu Morita to arrange a martial arts class two days ago, Isamu Morita was very fast. He immediately found the coach and rearranged his class schedule. Yesterday was his first class.

Practicing martial arts is always unavoidable, even if he is talented, there are many bruises and bruises on his body after a class yesterday, which looks especially ferocious on his fair skin.

"Here, here is today's training form."

Akashi staggered the topic of Shiratori Izumi, and handed the form in his hand to Shiratori Izumi.

Shiratori Izumi frowned, keenly aware that Akashi was avoiding the topic, and wanted to ask, but the occasion was wrong.

After thinking about it, I took the form first and looked at it.

"I'll be ready right away."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and sat in front of the computer, and started to get busy.

On the other side, Akashi looked normal, and walked in front of Mibuchi.

"Xiao...Xiao Zheng?"

Obviously Akashi is very gentle now, but for some reason, he feels that the aura of the other party is a little scary.

Mibuchi swallowed subconsciously, his Adam's apple moved involuntarily, stood up, and watched Akashi walk in front of him.

"Don't tell her."

That's all Akashi said.

Shibuchi nodded immediately, and whispered: "Don't worry, I won't say anything."

In fact, he doesn't understand, why can't he tell Shiratori?

Obviously it was just an injury from practicing martial arts?

Could it be that he didn't want Shiratori to see this side of him?

Mibuchi thought about the image of Akashi always being omnipotent in the past, and nodded silently.

If it was him, he also hoped that he was omnipotent and extremely powerful in the eyes of his lover.

Akashi only told this sentence, and without further ado, he joined the group of people doing warm-up exercises.

Training will begin soon.

All the members of the basketball team were silently doing one training after another. Izumi Shiratori and Miwa Kimura recorded various data on the sidelines with pens and paper.

There was nothing abnormal at the beginning, and Akashi completed one training after another with a normal expression, performing perfectly.

As time passed, one record after another was written on paper, gradually Shiratori Izumi frowned slightly, looked at the records in his hand, but his eyes stopped on Akashi on the other side.

I saw Akashi with a firm expression, and continued to complete the training in front of him in silence, as if nothing could stop him.

It's just that Shiratori Izumi was keenly aware that Akashi was sweating a lot more than usual. At first Shiratori Izumi thought it was just because he was wearing long-sleeved trousers today, and it was hot, but soon, after a few minutes passed Shiratori Izumi, who had been paying attention to him, noticed that Akashi's breathing was a little faster than usual.

Not right, very wrong.

Bai Niaoquan didn't speak, and continued to watch everyone's training, taking one record after another.

"Miss Shiratori." Miwa Kimura came over and whispered in Shiratoriquan's ear.

"Huh?" Shiratori Izumi kept writing, and softly responded to Miwa Kimura beside him.

"Minister Akashi seems to be a little bit wrong. His stamina has dropped a lot compared to usual, and so has his speed."

Kimura Miu has been studying with Shiratoriquan for so long, and has developed a sensitivity to numbers. Facing the people in the basketball team that she contacts every day, she has a rough grasp of their level.

But today Akashi's performance has changed drastically, which is so obvious that people have to pay attention.

"Well, I see."

Bai Niaoquan nodded.

Akashi didn't need to look, but he could feel Shiratori Izumi's gaze falling on him from time to time, and he knew that his performance today had aroused Shiratori Izumi's awareness.

Like this kind of routine training, he also has a steelyard for his own strength in his heart, until his level today is not up to par.

His concealment was exposed.

Although he knew that he might not be able to hide it, Akashi did not give up just like that, and continued to do his best as always, completing all the training until the rest time.

"Seijuro, come here."

As soon as the break time came, Shiratori Izumi called Akashi away.

Others were not surprised by this scene, they just thought that the two had something to discuss, only Shibuchi who knew the inside story couldn't help but glance at Akashi.

Here Shiratori Izumi took Akashi without saying a word, and walked to the changing room.

Once inside, Bai Niaoquan locked the door

"Take it off!"

Bai Niaoquan felt a little restless in her heart. Since a few days ago, she had always felt that something was wrong. At this moment, it was like a volcano that had been suppressed for a long time, finally found an exit, and erupted violently.

Akashi was taken aback, subconsciously took a step back, and said, "What?!!!"

"Clothes!" Bai Niaoquan narrowed his eyes, "You still want me to help you take it off."

During training, she kept thinking about it.

Why did Akashi's performance suddenly fall short today?

Why is he wearing long-sleeved trousers abnormally today when he usually wears short-sleeved shorts?

There must be something under the clothes that you don't want yourself to know?

"clothing!!!"

Akashi's heart skipped a beat, his ears burned red immediately, and he grabbed his clothes subconsciously. Although he knew that his concealment had failed, he didn't expect Shiratori Izumi to hit the ball so straight, so he couldn't react for a while. It's like turning into a parrot that can only repeat key words.

Shiratori Izumi was restless in his heart, he didn't want to listen to Akashi's repetition at all, stepped forward and grabbed Akashi by the collar, wanting to get the answer directly by himself.