[Black Basket] On the Victory of the Emperor

02: Qingfeng

The other party didn't stop Akashi, but looked at him with interest.

"It's our first time meeting, thank you very much for your gift! Mr. Aomine."

The tape that was almost torn apart was completely torn off by Akashi just now.The shogi pieces made a crisp sound as they fell to the ground.The unfettered hands cooperated with the body and saluted respectfully.

"Qingfeng?"

The man laughed amusedly, "I don't quite understand what you mean, you seem to have misunderstood me. It turns out that you broke free a long time ago, ah, did you use the shogi pieces left in this room..."

"I didn't admit the wrong person."

"Why are you so sure?"

Facing Akashi's persistence, the man was curious.

"Because I was right."

It feels a little like a second grader, but Akashi thinks so.すべてには力つ拍はすべてには正しい. .This kind of thought was imprinted in his mind on the day he was born, together with the inexplicable memory that appeared in his mind for a certain period of time in the future.

"what?"

The man let out a soft breath in surprise, and then he took a look at Akashi.

The small body is straight and straight, with a confident but just right smile on his face, even his hair seems to obey him, clung to him softly, his red eyes are extremely calm, he does not take any chances, the expensive clothes are stained with stains. A lot of dust and stains, covering a delicate person, so that there is a kind of saint who has fallen into the mundane world, or...

emperor.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

The man burst out laughing, and approached Akashi.

A strange weight suddenly came from the top of his head, and then Akashi's eye-catching rose-red hair was violently trampled by the man in front of him.

Akashi frowned slightly, but considering that the person in front of him was his father's friend and his elder, he stood still without resistance.

"Haha, Fu Jiulang..."

The man stopped what he was doing, then turned and walked towards the door, still calling Akashifu's name intimately.

After feeling the pressure from the top of his head disappear, Akashi raised his head and looked over.

The door that was originally closed after the man came in was opened, and there was a handsome and mature red-haired man standing at the door, who looked almost like Akashi, as well as the man's title just now, all showed the man's identity.

"Hey, Fu Jiulang, your son is so cute!"

The man walked straight to Akashi Fukuro, and then stood by the door frame against the wall.

"Father."

Akashi's etiquette never fails.

"Seijuro, come here."

Akashi Fukuro spoke.

Akashi walked over obediently.

"Let me introduce myself, Seijuro~ I'm Yoshitoshi Aomine, a friend of your father's."

The man said that to Akashi.

"Akashi Seijuro, this is the first time we meet, please give me your advice!"

"As for the advice, I have already taught you. Fu Jiulang, your son is better than I and I imagined. I thought it would take at least two hours for him to guess it, but I didn't expect him to guess it so soon. Koseijuro, can you tell me how you know?"

Aomine Yoshitoshi raised his eyebrows and looked at Akashi, he was very curious about Akashi's answer.

"Yes."

Responding politely, Akashi continued, "First of all, it is about the gift you gave me, Mr. Aomine. The main house in Tokyo also has a horse farm. There is no need to go around the Kyoto branch house. From this, it can be seen that the purpose of doing this is to let me Leaving the territory of the Akashi family, try to reduce my suspicion as much as possible."

"anything else?"

"Before Mr. Aomine came in, I heard your footsteps. However, when you walked around the room, the footsteps disappeared. It must be because you made the sound deliberately in order to let me know your arrival. footsteps."

"Ah, you guessed that too."

"If it's just for money, kidnapping the Akashi family is very irrational and stupid. But I can't guess any other possibilities from you. Besides, Mr. Aomine gives me the feeling that he is not an ordinary person. If you are so powerful, I don't think the 'boss' in your mouth should be so stupid."

So, this is a deliberately planned kidnapping.

"Seijuro, well done."

Akashi Fukuro spoke in praise.

"Thank you father."

"but,"

Akashi Fukuro looked at the shogi pieces in Akashi's original seat, "You are too proud to reveal all your cards without being fully sure."

"No!"

Akashi spread out his palm, and there was a chess piece in his palm—the king general. Even though he had already guessed the identity of Aomine Yoshitoshi, Akashi never believed it easily, and he kept the real trump card all the time.Until the end, never show your hole cards.

At this time, Akashi Fukuro couldn't help being a little surprised. Although what he said just now seemed to be very serious, he was actually very satisfied. After all, Akashi was only a five-year-old child no matter what.He took a closer look at his son, no matter in terms of talent or intelligence, his son was better than he imagined.

"It looks like you were taken aback too."

Aomine Yoshitoshi patted Akashi Fukuro on the shoulder, "I really envy you for having such a son. You know, my family Dahui only goes to the mountains to play every day, and just shoots the ball. It really gives me a headache."

"Ah."

Akashi Fukuro replied indifferently.

He continued to look at Akashi,

"Seijuro, since it already belongs to you, please keep it."

He didn't care that the chess piece was actually picked up.

"Yes."

Akashi gripped the chess piece tightly with his left hand.

"Let's go back."

Akashi Fukuro reached out his hand to Akashi, "Also... call me daddy."

Looking at Akashi Fukuro's hand, Akashi didn't hold it immediately, he raised his head, looked at his father, and asked:

"Father, have I won?"

Akashi Fukuro paused, then looked down at Akashi helplessly.

It is indeed the standard of the Akashi family to be outstanding everywhere... However, Akashi is surprisingly demanding of victory, even in his infancy, he unconsciously strives for victory, as if he was born with a child who was born with blood and bones Perseverance, no, that can already be called obsession.

"Yes, you won, Seijuro."

Akashi Fukuro replied.

"Well, let's go home, Dad."

Seemingly satisfied, Akashi stretched out his hand to catch Akashi Fukuro's big palm.

After being led out of the temporary abandoned apartment by Akashi Fukuro, Akashi looked up at the sky.

——I won, so... you will always watch me.Right?

--my mom.

[Xiaozheng, mom... will always, always protect you!Yes, keep watching...you get...]

——I will always win.

——In this way, you will... look at me all the time!