[Black Basket] On the Victory of the Emperor

01: Akashi

——Xiaozheng, my Xiaozheng must be the best in everything he does!

——Because you are Akashi Seijuro!

Joy, sigh, weakness, pride, pity...

He didn't know why that voice could contain so much emotion, or why he could tell it apart.

The upper and lower eyelids seemed to be stuck together, so heavy that he couldn't even open his eyes to see the owner of the voice.

The head is very mixed, it seems that many things are twisted together.

It's hardly a word that a newborn baby would think of.

baby?

I'm a baby?but why……

The little head has endured too much knowledge and memory that shouldn't be endured at this time.

——Xiaozheng, mom... will always, always protect you!Will, keep watching...you get...

receive anything?

Before he could finish speaking, the voice stopped abruptly.

Screaming bells, friction and collision of equipment, and panicked footsteps were mixed together, and the loud and disorderly noise made his head feel heavier.

"Go and inform Akashi-sama, Madam is dying after childbirth!"

What the unfamiliar voice said unexpectedly disgusted him.

——Xiao Zheng...

In that drowsy head, it seemed that something was about to recover.

"Doctor, come see Master Akashi, Master Akashi's condition is not right!"

His unconscious crying caught the attention of a little nurse.

"Damn it! Go and save Master Akashi!"

The tense scene made the doctor curse secretly.

"But, but Mrs. Akashi..."

The little nurse was a little frightened.

"Master Akashi is more important than Madam Akashi! Transfer half of the manpower from Madam!"

"Don't wait for Akashi-san to make a decision?"

"The decision has been made a long time ago! What are you still doing in a daze, and you don't take a snapshot of what I said to do!"

"Yes."

The little nurse trotted to catch up with Mrs. Akashi and her party who had left before and were sent to the operating room.

Nasty voices, nasty words, nasty words, nasty decisions.

He wanted to resist, but he was powerless to find that his consciousness was gradually sinking.

He is Akashi Seijuro, the only heir of the Akashi family. He has been given a variety of elite education since he was a child, even involving emperor studies. He is a famous genius in the upper class, and he is also a "child of other people" in others.

Currently five years old, on the way to the horse farm of the Kyoto branch... was kidnapped.

—— Careless...

Unlike the warehouse where kidnapping usually occurs, this should be an apartment.And Akashi is currently in a closed room without windows.The room was also dilapidated, and a small movement might cause the dust that had accumulated for a long time to fly up.Akashi wrinkled his little face, although this little adult's appearance is cute, but no one appreciates it.This is the first time Akashi, who was born and pampered by everyone, encountered the turbid air and environment.

Because there is no window and the door is closed tightly, the only light source in this room is a somewhat dim energy-saving light tube on the ceiling.It may be that it hasn't been replaced for a long time, or it may be a problem with the circuit. This section of the light tube is always flickering, which makes Akashi, who is still drugged, feel extremely uncomfortable.

What binds Akashi is not the imaginary hemp rope, but adhesive tape, and the adhesive tape is wrapped around his wrist round after round. The sticky feeling of the tape makes Akashi feel painful, especially when he wants to move When it was on his wrist, it wasn't all, just a little bit of adhesive tape was torn off his fair and tender skin, which made him feel painful.

Probably seeing as he's only a five year old, he doesn't have duct tape over his mouth or feet, but that doesn't really help much other than making him a little more comfortable and able to move around the room freely .After all, it was wishful thinking for such a young body to knock or kick the closed door of the room.

Self-aware to measure his own situation, Akashi quickly gave up the idea of ​​a forced breakthrough.

The furnishings in the room are extremely simple.

A light tube that can barely illuminate, a broken lamp, a rickety table with missing legs and its fallen table legs, a sofa with a corner of sponge exposed.

Akashi stepped forward to check the fallen table leg. Unfortunately, the wood was already corroded, and it couldn't be used as a weapon for him who was basically weak.

Although the desk lamp is relatively hard, the plug of the desk lamp is pressed by the bulky sofa, and Akashi has no way to rescue the desk lamp. If the sofa is allowed to press down for a while, he can walk a distance of three to five steps at most with the desk lamp.

Checking the sofa, Akashi's excellent power saw some small things in the gap of the sofa.

Turning sideways, Akashi took out those small things with his only movable fingers.

"Shogi?"

It was a pair of incomplete shogi pieces, and it was a bit different from what Akashi usually saw. To be precise, these pieces should be handmade by someone.

As if thinking of something again, Akashi went to check the missing table again.The height of the table was three to five centimeters higher than Akashi's, which made it impossible for Akashi to see the tabletop.Akashi didn't give up, he took a few steps around the table and stopped on the side where the foot was missing.Due to the lack of feet, the table would tilt unnaturally to this side, allowing Akashi to see the tabletop clearly.

Because he accidentally touched the table before, the dust accumulated on it flew up, and Akashi couldn't dodge it in time,

"Cough-cough-"

After coughing for a while, Akashi barely stopped.

Most of the dust on the table had left just now, and Akashi saw the pattern on the table.

A hand-carved shogi board.

There are more than one scratches, the lines are not straight, and there are some mistakes in some places. Although it can be seen that it has been repaired as much as possible, this poor carving is completely different from the top art carving that Akashi's family calls it.

Therefore, Akashi could hardly find any clues from it.

In fact, it is enough for Akashi to find those shogi.Shogi pieces have a characteristic, that is, one end is relatively sharp, and the ones on the market may not be as sharp, but such handmade pieces with extremely low wear and tear are enough for Akashi to cut through the tape that binds his hands up.

But Akashi didn't do this immediately, not only for further investigation of the environment, but also just in case.

Although the chess pieces in the hand are small, they have their unique uses and should not be used rashly.

Although I don't know how effective the drug is, but since he has woken up, those kidnappers must be coming soon. If they find that he has broken free when they arrive, I am afraid that the consequences will be very troublesome.

There were footsteps outside the door, and Akashi immediately returned to his original position, and then calculated the time to pretend that he had just woken up—this was to conceal the difference in his movements from when he was unconscious, as well as the dust that changed his position.

Most of those chess pieces were put under the sofa by Akashi, and he kept a king general, a gui horse and a horn line in his hands.

"Are you awake? It's exactly as the boss said."

The visitor sat on the broken sofa opposite Akashi. Although he seemed to dislike the dust on it, he patted it twice before sitting down. Akashi guessed it was because he would not leave for a while. Got it.

"who are you?"

Not just out of politeness or something, Akashi still used honorifics in this situation.With a soft and waxy child's voice, questioning with respectful words, and watery and misty red eyes, Akashi seems to be pretending to be an innocent child from everyone.

"Ok?"

Seems to be pleased (cute?) by Akashi, the man softly made a questioning tone, stood up from the sofa, walked in front of Akashi, and examined Akashi.

"Didn't your father teach you? You were kidnapped~"

That man is like a strange sorghum who is abducting Zhengtai.

"...?!!"

Akashi pretended to wake up suddenly, and then retreated suddenly, but there was no way to retreat because of the wall behind him.

"What a lovely child..."

The man said with an unclear expression.

Akashi felt that something was wrong with the man.

The man bent forward and stretched out his rough and callused hand, which touched Akashi's face straight.

Trembling all over, Akashi frowned, turned his face away, and rubbed his face against his sleeve without a trace.

"Ah, the boss told me that I can't attack you for the time being..."

The man straightened up, "Master Akashi's family... this is really a troublesome identity."

"What do you want."

Akashi looked straight at the man, but because of preconceived notions, such Akashi looked like a kitten with fried hair in the eyes of the man.

"Of course it's money! Otherwise, why would we go to such great lengths to kidnap the young master of the famous Akashi family!"

--wrong!

"What you want, the Akashi family will give you. Let me go."

"Let's wait until Patriarch Akashi delivers the money. It will be trading time in two hours."

The man turned and sat back on the sofa.

Akashi always felt that there was a sense of discord in many places, such as the man in front of him.But he couldn't come up with specific evidence for a while.

Kidnapping members of the Akashi family just for money is really a bit of a fuss.

Because they can kidnap a young master at random and get that huge amount of money, there is no need to go to the Akashi family with great effort as they said.

—hatred?

Akashi looked at the man in front of him. His skin was darker. There were quite thick calluses on the palm, thumb, jaw and second joint of the index finger of his right hand. His eyes were sharp. Akashi couldn't see what the man was thinking, but But there is no hatred or dark feeling.

Akashi could faintly feel the coercion of the man, which is why he pretended to be obedient. The other party is obviously not an ordinary person, and a head-on confrontation will not do him any good.

Akashi began to recall the course of the next incident.

My father said a few days ago that his friend brought him a white horse cub from abroad as a gift, and the horse was placed in the horse farm of the branch house in Kyoto.Today, according to his father's instructions, he took his own private car to the Kyoto branch house. As a result, when turning a corner at a sparsely populated intersection, a car almost ran into them, and the driver immediately turned and stopped.Then, the driver got out of the car to pursue responsibility, but talked for a long time for unknown reasons.Considering his itinerary, in order not to waste time, he opened the car door and planned to solve it as soon as possible, but someone covered his mouth and nose with a drug from behind, and then he woke up right here.

--wrong.

After reviewing the incident, Akashi immediately came to his senses. He looked at the tall man in front of him, stood up, and then raised a smile that was inevitable.

"?!"

The other party looked at Akashi's bewildering behavior in surprise.