Abilities are Maths

Silence, silence is Chinatown tonight.

In a corner of the open space outside the small restaurant, boys and girls with five different hair colors of red, brown, black, and silver sat around a group, and there was a little baby wearing a black suit and black top hat among them.

"Ciao, beautiful lady. But is there something on my hat? You've been staring at it since the very beginning." It was the magical little baby who broke the weird silence, and he had an inexplicable innate Elegant temperament.

Even though the baby gentleman named Reborn had a very polite and gentle tone, those eyes were so black that there was no trace of impurity, like two bottomless abysses, adding to this small body a sense of oppression belonging to the superior.

Realizing his impoliteness, Yizhi hurriedly waved his hand embarrassingly:

"Sorry, because I have a good friend who also likes to wear a top hat like this."

The black hat that Chuya always kept on his head was so similar to that of the little baby in front of her that she couldn't help but start to compare secretly for a moment.

The little baby pulled the brim of his hat, and said in an unclear way: "Really." Then the next second, he kicked the brown-haired boy who was silently eating mutton skewers with his head down, with a natural look on his face:

"I want to eat squid."

Then everyone saw that thin, brown-eyed boy, like a daughter-in-law, began to cook squid skewers without complaint, then carefully blew them, and finally handed them to the little baby's mouth, the movements were skillful and smooth.

Is this the person/wife!

Looking at the raised slender eyebrows and slightly widened eyes of the red-haired boy beside him, Kazue swore that this was the first time he saw an expression similar to surprise on the steady face of Akashi-kun.

It seems that the expressions of the two people are too weird, and the silver-haired boy with a very foreign and exquisite appearance on the other side is very dissatisfied and protests loudly:

"You are not allowed to look at Judaime with such disrespectful eyes!"

"Judaimu?" Kazue repeated the inexplicable title, is it similar to the Hokage generation?

The person/wife boy named Tsunaji glanced impatiently at the silver-haired boy, then glanced nervously at the branch, blushing and hesitating to explain something:

"Well, Student Prison Temple, it's just that I—"

This time, it was the healthy black-haired boy who broke the deadlock, and he showed a sunny smile to everyone:

"We're playing a mafia game. Prison Temple wants to say that Gang, who is the leader of the game, is actually very bold."

Yizhi smiled knowingly: "Is it the second stage of middle school that Japanese boys must go through, haha."

Then half-jokingly said: "Actually, I am also a member of the vicious mafia."

Hearing this, Pengelie Judai, who was softer and less aggressive than a bunny, showed a relaxed smile and waved his hands:

"Haha, how can such a gentle person like Miss Yizhi be a mafia, haha."

Looking at the young man's delicate white skin and thin body, Ichie, the deputy director of the Hong Kong and Black Finance Department, also smiled heartily:

"Hmm, it's impossible for a thoughtful and lovely boy like Sawada-kun to be a mafia."

"Hahahahahaha."

"Hey Hey Hey."

Akashi, who knew the details of the two parties, twitched his mouth when he saw this, but didn't say anything, but Reborn looked at the black-haired girl a few more times.

"What kind of mafia game, Judaime is a truly majestic leader!" The silver-haired boy was very angry, jumping up and emphasizing with a straight face.

For the handsome guy in the second stage, Yizhi fully showed unlimited confidence.For the other party's unkind quarrel, she smiled dotingly and skillfully said:

"Yeah, your Judaime Sawada-kun is the most powerful and majestic."

Prison Temple looked at her with satisfaction:

"That's right, Judaime is such a bloody man."

"Yeah, Sawada-kun is upright, heroic, majestic, and majestic."

"Hmph, even if you have vision, Judaime is such a sunny and brave man."

"Okay, Sawada-kun, what a macho."

The hunk, Tsunayoshi Sawada, looked at the two people who were getting more and more outrageous and were still going back and forth, and waved his hands weakly:

"No, I-"

"Shut up, idiot! You can't bear the praise at all!" In the end, Reborn slapped the shrinking brown-haired boy on the face, and his whole person was like an old father who hated iron and steel.

It is not surprising that the baby can be so flexible and have such great strength. If Conan can become smaller, why can't reborn?

After straightening out the non-existing folds at the corners of his clothes, Reborn returned to his polite state.He looked at the red-haired boy sitting upright with his inorganic black eyes, and said:

"Does Akashi-kun go to Yokohama often?"

Hearing this, Akashi gracefully wiped a little oil stain from the corner of his mouth, his expression remained unchanged:

"No, very little."

"Well, I thought you liked the beautiful port city of Yokohama very much."

The red-haired boy tenderly glanced at the girl who was helping him boil frozen tofu, with a relaxed look on his face,

"Don't worry, it's just the emotional tendency of a particular sample, it has nothing to do with the whole."

"Really, that's good." Reborn turned his face sideways, as if he didn't agree with his words.

Yizhi grasped the main point of their conversation: "Are you talking about theories in statistics again? Population, sample and so on."

Akashi shook his head, but smiled.

"Isn't that university knowledge? You have already taught yourself in advance?" Takeshi Yamamoto glanced over with sharp eyes like a falcon, and his excited look seemed to be very interested in this topic.

Prison Temple also interjected unwillingly: "Cut, that kind of knowledge doesn't need to be delayed until university."

Judaime, who was neglected as the background board: What is the unknown dialogue!What is statistical theory?I don't understand, I really don't understand!

The brown-haired boy clearly watched Akashi gracefully take the hot tofu from the girl's hand, and began to eat slowly after thanking him politely.He won't drip a drop of oil, and won't be poked in the mouth by a stick. He insists on eating the skewers like high-end western food.

Moreover, the straight back, even when sitting on a short wooden stool, gives people an air of ease and indescribable elegance.

It can be seen that this noble son of the Akashi family came to eat this kind of stall food for the first time, even though it was a bit jerky, his flowing movements were amazing.

And I'm just that waste material gang who will be blistered by food and poked in the mouth with a stick.

The brown-haired boy couldn't help but hang his head in frustration, and even the blown-up brown hair drooped softly.

At this moment, a string of delicious beef skewers was handed in front of him.Looking up, I saw a slender white hand holding the tail of the stick.

"Mighty and majestic Sawada-kun, do you want to eat beef skewers?" The netizen's gentle voice of teasing rang in his ears. He shrank his neck and couldn't help but red his ears.

"Thanks, thank you Miss Yizhi." The brown-haired boy took the skewers in a panic, and stuffed them into his mouth without thinking.

"Hiss, it's so hot!"

Seeing this, Yizhi hurriedly handed over a cup of iced sour plum soup and a piece of paper, waiting for the boy to recover.

[Too useless, myself! 】

Swallowing himself in his heart, Tsunayoshi Sawada, who drank water and wiped his mouth, lowered his head resignedly.

The girl sat upright again, and thoughtfully said nothing to hurt the boy's self-esteem.

"Hmph, stupid gang." Reborn, who saw through everything, also let out a mocking laugh.

Peeking over, the red-haired boy over there started chatting with the girl again. They seemed to have talked about some interesting topic, which caused Yizhi to smile happily and brightly.

Both are confident and dazzling.

Thinking of this, he withdrew his gaze and completely lowered his head.Until he felt the phone vibrate in his trouser pocket.

The screen that lights up shows a private message from 'Cauxi and I are restrained'.Sawada Tsunayoshi quietly raised his head and glanced at the black-haired girl opposite, only to see that the other party was just putting his mobile phone into his handbag.

"咚咚咚——" For some reason, his heart beat a little fast, he lowered his head at the speed of light and calmed down, and clicked on the message after a while:

[Sawada-kun, the most popular recently is your gentle and considerate boy. ]

[And Sawada-kun, who can enlighten his opponents, love his mother, and protect his friends, is indeed a real man. ]

"Pa—" He flipped the phone over and put it on the table. The crisp sound attracted the attention of a group of people.

"No, nothing, just slipped."

The corner of his mouth raised an unstoppable smile, he patted his flushed cheeks, but inadvertently met the girl's bright black eyes.

She showed a slightly sly smile, and her eyes seemed to say: "Shhh!"

It's like a little secret that only belongs to two people.

"Bang--", the little brown-haired rabbit is ripe now.

The red-haired boy frowned secretly, turned to the girl and was about to say something, but she took out a mint and a small bottle of spray first.

"Akashi-kun's tutor seems to be strict, right? So I brought these in advance. Mints can remove the taste in the mouth, and this bottle of spray is specially used to cover the peculiar smell on the body."

"After all, there will always be some smell on the clothes after eating, and this can almost remove it. Then you won't have any problems when you go home, right?"

After finishing speaking, the black-haired girl tilted her head uncertainly, and her black jewel-like eyes reflected his slightly dazed eyes.

The gold in the left eye seemed to be a little lighter.

"Thank you, Ichiji really helped a lot." Saying so, Akashi took the sugar and the spray, showing a smile that was gentle to the bone.

The fiery red lantern above his head and his different eyes shining with golden red light complement each other, shining brightly in the dark night.

Yizhi was stunned for a moment, and it was not until the gentle evening wind brushed her cheeks that she woke up for a moment.

It was almost eleven o'clock, and under the pretext of urination escape, the five men felt for the first time what it was like to be taken care of by a rich woman.

Don't ask, it's complicated.

Before saying goodbye, as if thinking of something, Yizhi approached the brown-haired boy doubtfully:

"Where's your goddess? Didn't you chase after me a while ago, and you said you brought it today, why is there no one?"

Kokichi Sawada:. . .

Reborn sneered coldly: "Waste material gang, it's still far away."