Abilities are Maths

[Exactly, Fei Jia, I am ashamed of you! ]

Several days had passed since the banquet ended, and looking back, Yizhi felt that he had really offended everyone.Not to mention whether the etiquette of the well-meaning Russian netizens personally going into the water to teach them is in place, it is thankful that the young master of the chaebol was not mad at him to death.

After the message was sent, the other party didn't reply within seconds this time, probably because they were busy.Through so many months of chatting on the Internet, Yizhi observed that Fei Jia seemed to be the president of a small charity organization. According to him, he had a few incompetent officers under him, and he instructed and guided many things. Or simply operate it yourself, which can be said to be a hard work.

Oh guys look it up!For God's sake, why couldn't Dazai work a little harder like Fei Jia?

Oh, I mean, he can use the time he sits down to drink coffee to work instead of giving it all to his subordinates and friends the hell.Hey, tricky old chap!

There is no harm if there is no comparison. Fei Jia, who is busy and hard-working, is not comparable to Dazai, who is carefree and lazy.

Moreover, although Fei Jia's charitable organization is still very small and unknown, his ideals and ambitions are truly broad!

'I'm working hard to build a new world that's holy, good, and clean. '

These are his exact words. Not only does Fei Jia have such lofty ideals, but he is also working hard to grow his wings for this purpose, and strives to be at the forefront every day.

Oh my God!Look, what an outstanding three-good youth!I swear, yes, if I see him, I will definitely invite him to my house for durian pie.

However, although most of the time this young man is elegant, courteous, humble and gentle, sometimes he can be a bit vicious or reveal a little arrogance or even evil spirit from time to time.

However, these antonyms are integrated into one body so naturally in his body that Yizhi is strangely unable to feel any discord, and even believes from the bottom of his heart that it is these contradictions that truly show his unique charm.

"Ding——" a new message notification sound.

[In order to reconcile, should I answer 'wrong 9 pressure'? ]

See, that elegant man who plays the cello well can be so funny.

Pulling the phone page to the home screen, Yizhi looked at the date and time.

6.23 at 17:05.

Just yesterday morning, Xiao A hurried into the office of the finance department. The young boy's smooth forehead was covered with sweat beads. He put his hands on the desk, and his bright golden brown eyes were full of hope.

"Miss Yizhi, can you go to the tofu house with me for dinner tomorrow night?"

The tone was rather hasty, and there was also a hint of not giving up until the goal was achieved.

"Eh? Why so suddenly?"

"Because I have something very, very important to tell you." After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and muttered in a low voice,

"This is the last chance here." The voice was so small that only he could hear it.

"Huh? What did you say?" Yizhi obviously didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing, just a prayer that I hope can be answered!"

"Of course no problem! What time?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the dull hair on the top of the brown-haired boy's head suddenly stood up, and the corner of his mouth unconsciously raised a big smile, like a large golden retriever who suddenly learned that he could get close to his master, the light in his eyes was brighter than The stars will still shine.

"18:30, that's the deal!"

The boy greeted several other people in the office, made an exaggerated goodbye gesture to Yizhi, turned around and ran away bouncing around.

Person B in black from the finance department, who witnessed all this, looked at Little A's cheerful back, and then turned his head to look at Nakahara Chuya, who was hiding behind the gate with a petite figure and a dignified expression.

"Ah, even Lord Zhongyuan... young people nowadays are very busy."

He said with emotion, a sense of pride that sees through everything spontaneously arises in his heart.

However, no one noticed that a white light flashed quickly from the golden hairpin on the black-haired girl's head.

At the same moment, in the high-level single-person office of Mafia at the port, a boy with dark brown hair was half lying on an office chair with wheels, pointing his toes on the ground to let his body slide back and forth with the chair, his expression was extremely lazy.

Indistinctly, one can see the small black earphone protruding from the gap between the white bandage and the soft sideburns of the teenager. It is dutifully broadcasting the conversation in the office of the Finance Department. Its excellent function and quality make all the whispers, wind, and even Nearby breathing sounds can be clearly conveyed.

"Oh? Also in the slug?"

In the empty room, Dazai evoked a mocking smile.

Osamu Dazai A man who has seen everything.

Back to the present, it's almost time to pack up and go to the appointment.

Yizhi thought about having a meal with good friends, so he didn't need to dress up too grandly, it would look a little too much.She washed her face, put on a grapefruit-colored lipstick, changed into a beige long dress, and went out.

18:15, at the entrance of 'Sizhu Tofu House'.

This store can be regarded as the most antique in Yokohama. The building also absorbs the organic theory and blends with the environment where it is located - a large bamboo forest.

Little A booked a room with the brand name 'Xieyang', and under the leadership of the waiter, walked lightly into the depths of the tofu house.

Each small private room is separated by off-white, high-quality cloth curtains, which can basically cover people's figures, but cannot separate the sound.So most of the people who come here to eat speak softly, and the clearest sound in the whole restaurant is the "clinking" sound of water in the garden and the crisp sound of short bamboos hitting stones.

Gently opening the bead curtain, Yizhi, who arrived early out of politeness, found that little A was already kneeling on the cushion, and he was still wearing a dark blue, very solemn kimono.

Four eyes facing each other.

Yizhi looked down at her casual long skirt, and then at the other party's exquisite kimono, embarrassingly, it was the tofu shop tonight.

So why make it so formal? ? ?

"Miss Yizhi, please sit down, the dishes are ready." Seemingly seeing Yizhi's embarrassment, the boy with comprehensive hair considerately invited her to take a seat.

The collar of the kimono was slightly opened, revealing the boy's slender neck and delicate collarbone.Since he usually wears formal clothes, the neck part is completely covered, until today, Yi Zhi didn't find the necklace the other party was wearing.

It seems to be purely handmade, with black petal-shaped fabric as the base, with four-leaf clover cut out of emerald green fabric sewn on it, and the chain part should be hemp dyed black.

It is not a precious jewelry, but it can be seen that the producer is very careful.

Catching the sight of the black-haired girl staying on the necklace for a long time, Xiao A smiled softly,

"My sister made it for me by herself."

"Sister? I don't seem to have heard you talk about it."

The boy's expression suddenly became a little sad, as if recalling something, his originally clear golden brown eyes were also covered with a layer of white mist,

"My sister passed away two years ago."

"Sorry for bringing up your sadness." Her heart softened in an instant.

"It doesn't matter." Xiao A showed a vigorous smile to Yizhi, and his expression returned to his usual softness.

Although the other party showed no concern at all, Kazue was still very guilty and uneasy.Dinner had just begun, and the atmosphere was so suffocated by her.

"Gulu Gulu——" The little pot in front of him was working diligently, and for a while, the two who were concentrating on tasting the food didn't have any extra thoughts to talk.

In a vague way, Yizhi felt that there were guests in the two private rooms before and after him, and there seemed to be a child's voice behind him.

"Axiu." The brown-haired boy suddenly put down the chopsticks in his hand, raised his head and looked straight at her.

"What's wrong?" Yizhi tilted her head, why did she suddenly call her name?

Little A cleared his throat. Although his expression was very serious and determined, if he read correctly, his left hand hanging by his side was being clenched with great strength, and even faintly bulging veins.

"This is the last chance." He paused,

"You are beautiful, generous, kind, and humorous. In the bottomless port of Mafia, you are a beam of golden light."

"I'm not a good person. I can even say that I've done all the bad things, and I'm extremely disgusting." The other party's tone gradually became agitated, and his voice trembled.

"But, but even such a hateful and dirty me likes sunshine."

After finishing speaking, the boy leaned forward sharply, shortening the distance between the two of them. He saw his face clearly reflected in the girl's pure black pupils, and felt a strange sense of satisfaction in his heart.

"Axiu, I like—"

"Do you like this kind of yudofu, Odasaku?"

Little A's voice was suddenly covered by a male voice that was close to a dry roar, followed by the amplified noise of a child. The brown-haired boy looked at the girl with a confused expression in front of him, so he had to shut up temporarily.

The voice came from behind Kazue.Taste, savor this frivolous, flamboyant, playful tone, who is that little black mud spirit Dazai?Why is he suddenly so loud bb, don't know how to be quiet when eating?

However, Dazai seemed to be eating with Sakunosuke, accompanied by the five small oil bottles from the latter's house.

What a coincidence today!

Little A ate the bean sprouts and was quiet for a while. After hearing the voices in the private room in front of her getting quieter, she straightened her collar and looked at the black-haired girl sitting across from her again.

"Sorry, Axiu. Actually, I just wanted to say," mustering up the courage,

"Anyway, I really like-"

"Xizhilang jelly? You actually bought a Chinese specialty!"

This time, his follow-up words were covered by another super loud male voice.The sound came from a private room directly in front of him. Through the off-white curtain, she vaguely saw a bright orange.

Is it Chuya?He is here today too?It looked like he was drinking sake with his subordinates.

What a coincidence!

Probe to the side to check to see if it was a branch of Zhongye. He didn’t find it. The brown-haired boy who had been covered with key words twice in a row lowered his head. His golden brown eyes covered by the shadow were filled with infinite hatred and unwillingness, without a trace of light. It was like falling into an endless night.

"Little A, what did you want to say just now?" Yizhi reminded the other party.

"Axiu, can you call me by my name?" The boy still lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly, but his tone was almost pleading.

[It's over, it's over, I usually call him a nickname, what's his real name?Yuki what?Yukidai Ma Dongmei? ]

Most afraid of the air suddenly quiet.

Suddenly, the curtains at the front and back of the private room between the two were pulled open at the same time,

"Oh, isn't this Miss Yizhi?"

"Yizhi? Are you here too?"

The voices of Dazai and Chuya rang out in unison, and they were stunned at the same time when they saw this, then they rolled their eyes at each other, and ignored the little A beside them in a very tacit understanding.

"What a coincidence, Odasaku and the little ones at home are here today! The three of us know each other, why don't we join the table?" Dazai attacked first.

"Everyone is from Port Mafia, it's not very good to split the table, it's better to be together." Zhong is not to be outdone.

Yizhi is already very experienced in this kind of big scene, she slowly raised her head to look at Dazai behind her,

"You Dark don't have to."

The dark brown-haired boy choked for a moment, then suddenly turned his head to look down at the orange-haired boy opposite, with a disgusted expression of 'it's all because of you',

"I have no fuck to say."

Chuya's orange-red hair exploded suddenly, he glared at Dazai, then reluctantly glanced at Little A who was still bowing his head beside him, and finally looked directly at Yizhi,

"He hides blue deeply."

In this situation, subordinate C couldn't help answering for poor little A:

"Fuck you."

"Go away!"×3