Abilities are Maths

"Wei~Ta~saku! This cup of yours looks delicious!"

The sticky black mud spirit squirmed and approached the red-haired young man, lowering his head to observe the cherry-pink milk tea in the latter's hand.

"This is cherry blossom strawberry milk." The young man turned his head to look at the blue-green drink that Dazai despised and put aside,

"Why don't you drink your own." The tone remained unchanged.

Hearing this, the black-brown haired boy pursed his lips exaggeratedly, wrinkling his face rather aggrieved:

"This "Malay wheatgrass juice" is really bad! I don't want to go to the Sanzu River because of the disgusting drink, it's too uncomfortable." At the end, he blinked the iris eye that was exposed outside the bandage Eyes, staring at each other expectantly,

"Odasaku, I want another cup of something else!"

In front of him is the squirming little boy Dazai who looks 16 years old but is actually only 5 years old, surrounded by five real children who are chattering, running around, and not at all restless.

The 22-year-old Sakunosuke Oda feels that he has reached a bottleneck period in his life. The mother and child have been single for more than 20 years, but they have to take care of their careers and take care of their children.

Heads are getting bigger.

The red-haired young man sighed helplessly, but still sincerely took out his wallet and walked into the milk tea shop.

At this time, Dazai, who watched Odasaku go in, felt something, and his eyes seemed to inadvertently shift to the position where Kazue and Akashi were.Then, he slowly raised a big smile, stretched out his hand and shook it desperately, and was about to shout:

"What a coincidence, one"

Yizhi reacted extremely quickly: "One two three four, one two three four, like a song!"

The girl's loud singing voice completely covered Dazai's shout.

Then, without waiting for the other party to speak again, the black-haired girl grabbed Akashi's sleeve with lightning speed, and ruthlessly turned into the side road without taking a trace of dust.

Dazai: The smile gradually disappeared.

"Is Kazue having a conflict with Dazai-kun?"

As he hurried forward, Akashi looked at the girl's slender hands grabbing his sleeve, and asked.

Responding suddenly after being reminded, Yizhi hurriedly stopped and put down the crumpled school uniform sleeves of the other party.

"Sorry Akashi-kun! I was impolite just now." Her tone was a little nervous. After all, the previous actions were not polite at all, at least not suitable for her relationship with Akashi.

It was said that the red-haired boy died slowly, smoothed the fabric of the cuffs with gentle movements, and looked at the girl who was shorter than himself in front of him with strange eyes.

"It's okay, Yizhi doesn't need to care about it." The voice was very gentle and soft, with a hint of comfort.

Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, the other party immediately said:

"However, someone who does something unsatisfactory every time," he paused,

"I don't think there's any need for a deep friendship."

The tone is still gentle, and even the tone and rhythm are controlled just right.It's just that the content of this sentence is quite different from the previous sentence, even with a slight coolness, but it somehow makes the listener unconsciously want to agree and obey.

Yizhi was a little taken aback for a moment.I don't know if it's her illusion, but I always feel that Akashi's golden eyes have become more pure under the sun, shining with a sharp and dazzling light.

"Maybe." In the end, the black-haired girl just gave an ambiguous answer.

It would be a lie to say that you are not angry.How could there be such a coincidence?He knew what he was going to do before he even started knocking on the wall with a claw hammer, and saying "see you this afternoon" was also paving the way for what is now called a "coincidence".

Although the little black mud spirit assured himself that no tracking devices or bugs were installed at the end of the last banquet, how is this possible?I am afraid there is more than one installed.

No normal person would like the details of his life to be completely controlled by others, without any privacy.To be honest, this kind of eavesdropping and stalking behavior made her quite unacceptable.

That's why I had such a big reaction when I saw Dazai just now.Because at that moment, anger and inexplicable grievances roared and swept through his chest.

But the strange thing is, with his ingenuity and cunning, he can completely eavesdrop on himself without being exposed, so why did he deliberately reveal so many flaws?

Osamu Dazai is really a contradictory person.

"Is there any club that Ichie wants to visit?" Akashi's unique voice came from next to his ear.

Now they have reached the community exhibition area.It is located near the north gate of the campus, far away from the food street at the south gate.

Yizhi did not hesitate this time: "Music club and dance club!"

"I guessed that you would want to go to the music club. After all, you like playing the piano very much, don't you?" The red-haired boy seemed to be in a good mood, his eyebrows were calm and gentle, and he didn't have the strong aura at the banquet at all.

"However, I didn't expect you to like dancing. Did Kazue learn any dance?"

I have to say that Akashi is really good at talking to people.It can be said that he has mastered the essence of language art.Not only the tone, intonation, and rhythm make people feel comfortable, but they can always naturally lead to topics that the chat partner is interested in and he wants to know more about.

As long as he wanted, this pleasant chat for both parties could go on forever.

When it comes to his favorite field, Yizhi's words have obviously increased.Previous clubs, dances I have learned, performances I have participated in, dancers I like... talking non-stop.

On the way to the music club and the dance club, the black-haired girl said something happily, her cheeks were red, and there seemed to be stars in her eyes.The handsome red-haired boy beside him had curved eyebrows and a soft smile on his face.He was listening carefully, adding a sentence or two from time to time, which made the girl smile big.

The deputy head of the student union passing by: Who is this! ?Who is this red-haired man! ?Is this still the Minister Akashi who wantonly oppresses his subordinates and wants to kneel when he stares at me?Something is wrong!

Reo Mibuchi, who pretended to be passing by: Oh~ Xiaozheng is also at this age.

ABCD who watched melons eating melons: It's incredible, Chairman Akashi still has such gentle moments!

The head of the news department who has been following up: No matter, even though this kind of news cannot appear, the forum can still post it.

Of course, all these small actions mentioned above disappeared completely when the red-haired boy turned his head and glanced.

The eyes of the emperor of heaven, stare at whoever kneels!

After a while, they arrived at the prestigious music club in Luoshan.

As the school's second strongest department after the basketball club, the music club is also very wealthy.Luxurious rehearsal rooms, piano rooms, offices, and even a small opera house.

The members at the scene are performing flash mobs, and different instrument players and singers are here.There are also a lot of onlookers, which can be said to have reached the level of crowding.

"President Akashi, you're here so early!"

A beautiful girl with flaxen hair saw the red-haired boy at a glance, and trotted over excitedly with a trace of reserve.Judging from her tone, she seemed to have known that Akashi was coming to visit, and now she just came to greet her.

[So he expected that I would come to the music club and made arrangements in advance, and even counted that I would go to the food court first.But because of Dazai's accident, I came to the music club a little earlier than planned, that's why the young lady said this. ]

[What smart people are around me!Just chatting online and meeting a few times has seen me so thoroughly!However, fortunately there is Zhongye. ]

Thinking through all these twists and turns for a moment, Yizhi began to slander wildly in his heart.

The dark dwarf who was still on a humble business trip and fighting at this time: Ahhh!

Akashi nodded slightly.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, Yueyong-jun."

After he opened his mouth, the beautiful girl named Yueyong in front of him became visibly happy, and the smile at the corner of her mouth couldn't stop.

"Then come with me."

Kazue found a serious problem.This young lady obviously admires Akashi, and seems to be very dissatisfied with herself, because she never looked at herself directly from the beginning to the end.The gazes that deliberately avoided Akashi's sideways glances were full of scrutiny and a tinge of appreciation and admiration.

Wait, admire and admire?Is there something wrong?

Yizhi was completely clueless.

"Managing the music club has been hard work. I heard that you have handled some troublesome things very well recently." This is Akashi's official greeting.

"No, no, it's still far behind Akashi-kun." This is Tsukiyong, who is still pretending to be modest with her tail up to the sky.

What to do, this young lady is actually a little cute!

Yue Yong, who was having an official exchange with his immediate boss, suddenly felt a chill down his back.When she turned her head, she found that the black-haired girl was staring at her with eyes full of love?

But Miss Yueyong, as the president, really knows the music club well.Along the way, I gave the two people, mainly Yizhi, a lot of introductions to the department, and brought them to an excellent location to watch the flash mob performance.

"Ichie, Tsukiyong is a boy." Just when the black-haired girl was fascinated, Akashi said unexpectedly.

Unexpectedly, the girl was extremely calm: Oh. "

It seemed that she didn't expect her reaction to be so flat, and Akashi's expression was slightly subtle for a while.If you have to describe it, it is written all over your face: this is it, this is it

However, Kazue obviously misunderstood his expression, thinking that Akashi was a little bit unwilling to be compared to the women's clothing boss.So she comforted very seriously: "

"It's okay, even though he looks good in women's clothes, his hips are really not as round as yours! Don't feel inferior."

Tender skinny boy Akashi: Come again, come again?

The red-haired boy's expression became even more subtle. He seemed to have exhausted his whole life of cultivation to keep his expression from collapsing.

half an hour,

"Forget it, Yizhi really doesn't play cards according to common sense sometimes." He seemed to have figured out something, and regained his gentle expression, and the golden eyes in a trance had a bright red color.

Can the eye color change back and forth?Sure enough, men are changeable.

This time it was Yizhi's turn to look weird.

"Will we participate in that competition together later?" Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming increasingly anxious, the boy quickly changed the subject.

"The No. 1 prize is a ticket to Richard Clayderman's concert." Akashi said lightly.

Yizhi didn't ask about the competition, and for the third time today he didn't hesitate: "Go!"

Hearing this, the red-haired boy smiled with satisfaction,

"Two hours later, there will be a temporary performance. It can be performed alone or in an ensemble. After that, the judges will select and the audience will vote, and the top three will be selected."

"So, is Kazue willing to play with me?" Akashi smiled and invited her.

The black-haired girl nodded and smiled mysteriously:

"Just that one? You know, last time we picked up the score, you played the violin and I played the piano."

The red-haired boy gave her a positive look.

No.1, they are bound to win.

Yueyong, a tycoon in women's clothing huddled in the corner: I took my father's precious VIP ticket as a prize, just to perform with my innocent little sister, and by the way, I also made an appointment to watch the concert on the next date.

Akashi, you have such a dark heart, such a deep routine!

At the same time, the food street at the south gate of the campus.

The boy with dark brown hair sat down by the flower bed with his head down, unable to see his expression clearly, his soft and fluffy hair covered the wireless earphone hidden in his single ear.

"Dazai, where are you going next?" Odasaku walked up to him and asked for advice.

Hearing this, the boy raised his head with an exaggerated and fake smile,

"Go to the north, I heard that there is a live game!"