On How To Teach Gravity To Diss A Blackhearted Boss

Aoki Akira brushed his hand away dissatisfied: "You don't know."

"You don't know!"

[Nakahara Chuya] continued to rub her hair while coaxing her perfunctorily: "Okay, okay, I don't know."

"That trash wants to drug my wine! Heh!"

[Nakahara Chuya] paused for a moment before continuing to wipe her hair: "And then?"

"Then? I'll change the wine for the two of us!" Aoki Aoki said triumphantly, "I don't know what medicine he took, I hope he doesn't eat himself to death."

Humph……

[Nakahara Chuya] has serious eyes—he is lucky to be able to eat to death directly.

"But that bartender is so gentle!" Aoki recalled with emotion, "He seems to have discovered that that guy drugged me, and advised me to change to a wine with a lower alcohol content...Although he didn't know that I had changed it...he That's great."

"That's right, then I wish him the best of luck tonight... Are you sleepy?" [Nakahara Chuya] tentatively looked at Aoki Akira, whose eyes were a little slack, "Can I use a hair dryer?"

But as he expected, Aoki Akira resisted and let out a long "Mmm—" and shook his head again and again: "Not good!"

[Nakahara Chuya] looked at Aoki Akira's waist-length hair, sighed helplessly, and continued to brush her hair resignedly.

……

"Chuya, why don't you speak..."

[Nakahara Nakaya] managed to wipe [-]% of her hair dry. I thought she must have fallen asleep, but I didn't expect it at all—she just sat quietly all the time.

"Why aren't you sleepy?" [Nakahara Chuya] was stunned.

"Ah? What? Have you been waiting for me to sleep?" Aoki Akira was visibly unhappy, his black eyes staring at the cobalt blue in front of him.

"Which little goblin do you want to have a private meeting with when I fall asleep???"

"What..." [Nakahara Chuya] was a little speechless, and pinched Aoki Akira's face with some strength, "How could I do such a thing."

"Of course you can...you are the best," Aoki Akira lowered his head, with a listless expression, "Mori Ogai is older than me, and you like him more, huh!"

[Central Plains Chuya]: ...

[Nakahara Chuya] sighed, guilt once again flooded the cobalt blue eyes like a flood.

Although Osamu Dazai always likes to attack his heart, it is difficult to distinguish the truth from the falsehood.But being ridiculed by this guy as a "mafia who cheated on marriages"... He did feel vaguely uncomfortable in his heart.

This discomfort does not come from being vilified for no reason.

——Precisely because he knew that he did not do a good job, he was restless in the vague ridicule of the insider.

three hundred days...

Is there really 30 days when he stays with Aoki Akira and can completely ignore his work?

She even invited her to go diving together after work, and within half a day, she was able to put the photos into the memory book one by one.

In the half a year since he couldn't find her, he flipped through the anniversary photo album on the coffee table many times, and even found a few little surprises that she had hidden deeply.

……

He remembers every scene in the photo.

But if he was asked to think about a few things that were not in it, except for the few clips before their love, he actually... couldn't think of more.

He was lying alone on the sofa in the living room, looking out of focus at the blue sky and sea outside the window.I even had some self-doubt, whether there was something wrong with my memory.

He clearly felt that they had already walked a long way, and every step was extremely sober with a flustered heartbeat.

But... why is there only such a thin half of the memory book?Is this really all there is to it?

[Nakahara Chuya] fingertips caressing the smooth cover...

Although his reason resisted, the voice in his heart secretly admitted this answer that made him ashamed.

—that's almost all of it.It was all the time he gave to his wife of four years from dating to marriage.

The caring and loving husband is always busy outside without knowing anything, but the self-willed detective kid can help her solve problems while disgusting her.

How could he have the position to mind her frequent contacts with the detective agency?

……

[Nakahara Chuya] was feeling emotional, raised his head and stared quietly at Aoki Akira.

Before he could seriously say "I'm sorry" to her, Aoki Akira raised his head to look at him first.

She pressed the hand that was pinching her face flat on her face, and her soft little hand covered the back of his bony hand with force.His cheeks rubbed against his palms, and his eyelashes brushed against his fingertips.

"But I can't help it," Aoki Akira sighed, and said melancholy in the tone she always called "literati's moaning without illness", "Who made me like Chuya?"

The dark eyes seem to be shrouded in clouds and mist, reflecting a little bit of hazy blue.

"I don't know which literary youth wrote black literature, saying that 'hate is deeper than love'... He must have never been in love."

"Obviously, I feel that I like Chuya very much. I like it more than I hate Mori Ogai."

She raised her head and stared at the dazzling chandelier in the living room, and suddenly lost her thoughts: "No... Maybe he is more unlucky than me. He hates people more than Mori Ogai!"

"Oh my God!" Aoki Akira's expression became sincerely pitiful, "He's more annoying than Mori Ogai! Then shouldn't I laugh at him for writing 'blackened literature'? Mori Ogai is enough People are blackened! Then this literary youth—huh?"

Aoki Akira was held in his arms by [Nakahara Chuya] in a daze.

Realizing that the arm around her waist was so strong that it seemed to lock her up, she hugged him back with a smile.

"Do you think you like me too?"

"..."

"Yeah. I love you."

[Nakahara Chuya] made his voice slightly hoarse.

"Alas—" Aoki Akira sighed sadly, and patted Zhongya on the back with a vicissitudes of his face, "It's a pity that we are too good... You see, he attracts bees and butterflies everywhere he goes."

[Nakahara Chuya] The touch from the bottom of my heart got stuck in the middle: ...

Did she really realize that she was confessing to her just now? ?

Obviously, Aoki Akira, who was immersed in his deep love and couldn't extricate himself, didn't realize what to confess or not to confess.

She recalled with sour eyes, and whispered to herself: "Zhongye is so gentle when he rejects little girls, so gentle that I wish I could replace them."

[Nakahara Chuya] put his head on Aoki Akira's shoulder in frustration and muttered in a low voice: "Will I reject them instead? You really have it... Forget it, what am I talking about with the drunks? Each says his own..."

But after he finished muttering, he followed Aoki Aoki's words: "Then what should I do? I will refuse more aggressively in the future?"

Aoki Akira thought for a while, turned [Nakahara Chuya]'s head up in disapproval, and said seriously: "How can you be cruel to girls? They are just greedy for your beauty! It's not a fault! Who told you to look so good-looking!"

"Be obedient! You can't do this in the future! If you know your mistakes, correct them!"

[Central Plains Chuya]: ...

The logic of the drunk is really impeccable.

[Nakahara Chuya] questioned: "By the way... what do you mean I attract bees and attract butterflies? There are quite a few people who strike up a conversation with you, okay?"

"That's different!" Aoki Akira frowned to express his disapproval.

"Why is it different?"

"Chuya's beauty is enough for them to ignore his wealth," Aoki Akira sighed and touched [Nakahara Chuya's] ocher head, meditating deeply, "but my wealth is enough for them to ignore my beauty. "

[Central Plains Chuya]: ...

"But don't worry," Aoki Akira comforted [Chuya Nakahara] who had nothing to say, positively affirming his charm.

"I'm also greedy for your beauty. Chuya's eyes are very beautiful! You can't pick out any more brilliant diamonds!"

[Nakahara Chuya] raised the corners of his lips.

"And I'm different from those superficial women. I'm 'deeper' than them. For example, I like Chuya very much..." Aoki Akira gave [Nakahara Chuya] an ambiguous look, "abdominal muscles~"

[Nakahara Chuya] His whole head turned red, his eyes also dodged suspiciously left and right, some couldn't resist Aoki Akira's frantic and straightforward eyes.

After a long while, he pretended to be reserved and asked back: "Oh, then what don't you like?"

Aoki Akira's face immediately collapsed.

[Nakahara Chuya] The smile froze at the corner of his mouth—is there really?

"Call me by my name." Aoki Akira gritted his teeth.

"What?" [Nakahara Chuya] didn't understand.

"I hate it when you say 'call my name'!!!"

Facing Aoki Akira's resentful eyes, [Nakahara Chuya] who had reacted avoided his eyes again, put his fist on his lips and coughed lightly, and his earlobes also became red.

……

"Then I'll call you, okay?" [Chuya Nakahara] tried his best to straighten his face, "Akira Nakahara?"

Caught off guard and unexpectedly, Aoki Akira's expression became dazed, and tears welled up in his eyes in an instant.

[Nakahara Chuya] The red cloud on his face dissipated immediately, and the smile on his lips also stiffened.

At a loss, he wiped his tears with the towel that he had just wiped her hair with: "What's wrong?"

Aoki Aoki looked at him wronged and puzzled, and let him wipe away his tears in a panic: "Why do you call me that! I hate it when you call me that!"

[Nakahara Chuya] stopped holding the towel, avoiding her eyes in embarrassment.

Back then when he went to sign the marriage, Aoki Akira found out that he had to change his surname after getting married, and almost broke the district office...

Later, the staff talked about it and told her that it was just the name registered on the certificate, and that the old name could be used for the outside world, so she reluctantly signed it.

It's just...[Central Plain Chuya] felt a little astringent in his heart, he liked her new name very much in his heart.

"sorry, I……"

"Every time you call me that, you have to scold me, I hate it when you call me that! I hate it when you call me that! Woohoo—"

Aoki Akira vented regardless, and finally made himself angry.Then he lay down on the sofa and rolled away.

[Nakahara Chuya] stared in astonishment, feeling as if he had heard something unbelievable.

how could i...

……

[Central Plains Chuya]'s defense came to an abrupt end, and people fell silent.

—Maybe it wasn't his intention, but the fact is... because he knew she didn't like the name, he usually never called her by her full name.

But when angry...

[Chuya Nakahara] couldn't swear to his conscience, the "Akira Nakahara" he called out at this time did not have any deterrent elements with specific meanings.

And how could Aoki Akira, who has always been extremely sensitive to other people's emotions, not notice it?

Aoki Akira had already rolled to the inner side of the sofa, curled up in a small corner and wept aggrievedly.

[Nakahara Chuya] looked at her sulking back, and realized for the first time that maybe she no longer rejected the name.

As for what she hates now...it doesn't lie in the name anymore.

"Oh——" [Chuya Nakahara] sighed, reached out and fished her out of the corner, "You will never tell me these things when you are awake."

[Nakahara Chuya] figured out what was going on as soon as he got in touch.

——I hate some of the hints of control in his words, but I feel that it seems hypocritical to bring up many things, so I can only endure it so that I don't think about it.

But how could she really be able to swallow her anger all the time?

No matter how obedient and easy-going she usually looks, she is very stubborn in her bones, and she always insists on refusing to offend.

He understood that this had an inseparable relationship with the "previous life" she told about.

Because I grew up in the education of "integrity", when faced with the solicitation of Mori Ogai, who is proficient in Chinese culture, I was able to retaliate arrogantly and arrogantly, "I would rather die with the fragrance on the branch than blown into the north wind."

Bringing up this matter again, she always covered his mouth with embarrassment, ordering him to forget about his past in Secondary School.

But ashamed...

At this time when his leader was smacked in public, [Nakahara Chuya] just stared at Aoki Akira, who was as young and energetic as the rising sun, and couldn't move his eyes away.

All the senses are running at a high load, but in the end they flooded into the same ocean with the same answer.

At that time, my heart was beating like a drum.

Marrying her own "evil mafia" is probably the craziest thing in her heart.

……

"If you don't tell me today, how long can you bear it?"

[Chuya Nakahara] flipped the person back and grabbed her arm as she tried to roll and escape again.

"I'm sorry. I'll change it later, okay?" He pulled her away and refused to look at his face, his cobalt blue eyes looked at her tenderly and apologetically.

Aoki Akira looked at him hesitantly with twinkling eyes, as if he didn't quite believe it.

[Nakahara Chuya] sat her up straight and leaned on the sofa cushions, and looked at her seriously: "Nakahara Akira."

Aoki Akira stared at him almost reflexively, and pursed his lips tightly.

"Am I blaming you?"

Aoki Akira hesitated and shook his head slightly.

"Akira Nakahara."

Aoki Akira couldn't help curling the corner of his mouth.

"Akira Nakahara."

Aoki Akira stared into his eyes and burst out laughing.

"Akira Nakahara."

Aoki Akira covered his face in unbearable joy, and stretched out his hand to cover his mouth: "What are you doing hahahaha... Are you flattering me right now?"

"No."

[Nakahara Chuya] grabbed Aoki Akira's hand, and pressed her forehead with his eyebrows bent.

"I'm... seducing you."

"Well……"