[Net King] Gently kill the crane

There are many excuses, but there have been days when I updated while having a fever.So it's lazy after all.

Thinking of being so lazy, no one will remember me, so I feel even more lonely and don’t want to update (you are going to die)

Finally, I stood up under the encouragement of my respectable friends!I will work hard!Please trust me!

Remember my dears, love you!

45 Our Battle

Chapter 45

neither hot nor cold, neither far nor near

If you want to add a footnote to the relationship between yourself and your younger brother, the least exaggerated, most appropriate, and least guilty adjective Tsurumi can think of is-alienation.

When Axue was elected as the vice-minister of the Propaganda Department, Tsurumi was deeply worried about whether this was a huge conspiracy to brew a vicious joke that would cause more harm. However, as time went by, this Worrying looks even more ridiculous.

"As expected of the younger brother of the vice-chairman of the support group", first such praise came out from around.Gradually, Tsurumi's name was forgotten, "Vice Minister Miyoshi of the Propaganda Department is very capable", and before she knew it, the child completely became a different existence independent of her.However, as this worry dissipated, a larger group of worries silently formed.

Tsurumi looked up in a daze at the swaying green bush above his head.The July breeze has lost the gentleness of spring on the body and has instead become a catalyst for restlessness.

Just in the morning, she accidentally ran into a few first-year girls blocking Ah Xue, handing out the ambiguous pink envelope to him with a blushing face.The boy who bowed slightly politely and said thank you with a faint smile was so gentle and steady that she couldn't help nodding her head while watching.However, what followed was not the joy of being a family member.

The young man passed her side without looking sideways, only nodded politely, and even gave a friendly look of "I've been discovered".

Who is that man wearing the cloak of shallow politeness?

Is that really the younger brother San Haoxue she is familiar with?

In my memory, the child who was blocked by her open arms, the child who was crying and grabbed the hem of her clothes... where did he disappear?

She clutched her neckline tightly.A sentence that couldn't be more clear is deeply imprinted in my mind.Through the estrangement of these days, the words Ah Xue wants to convey——

Miyoshi Tsurumi is no longer needed.

Yes.She has always promised unilaterally and enthusiastically that "I will never let go" and "I will definitely protect you". At that time, in the seemingly endless darkness, in that small claustrophobic space, Did she really pay attention to the expression on the familiar face so close at hand?

Does he really need her?

Maybe he's tired of it too.For so long, he was just playing the role of a rescued person waiting in place for her wishful thinking of "greatness".Ah Xue can't bear it any longer, let's play this heroic game with her.

Miyoshi doesn't need her protection.It turned out that she had been mistaken all along.

Once I understand this truth, I no longer feel particularly sad.Just a vague sense of shame, like you thought you were the chosen one who would one day be given the power to save the world and protect the ones you love.But when the envoy of the lord god descended, he watched it pass you indifferently and smile behind you.

Just such a shame.After all, the chosen one is the one you love, isn't it?

Tsurumi closed his eyes and sighed faintly, "The self-heroism complex really kills people. American blockbusters really ruin the three views."

"Huh? Is it easy to have time to lie here and confess your vulgar taste in loving bad movies?"

Even if the sound is so familiar that you can no longer be familiar with it, if it suddenly explodes above your head, it will generally be a little scary.However, Tsurumi just moved his eyelids lazily, as a sign of agreement, "Compared to Atobe-sama, who manages a lot of things every day, we are of course common people who have nothing to do."

"Nothing? I seem to have heard that the support group magazine cannot be published normally due to the opening of the opening window?" The sun shines through the thin eyelids of the young girl, forming a pink world on the retina and disappearing.Obviously, the shadow of some damned guy blocked the golden light leaking from the shadows of the whirling trees.

Tsurumi made up his mind to block his own sunlight, decided to keep his eyes closed at the position where Atobe was standing relative to himself.

It's really not a sight worth seeing when the head is facing someone's crotch.

"I can't write it, Mr. Atobe, you have to understand that this is all your fault."

"Oh?" The raised tail voice expresses the dissatisfaction and hidden order of the voice owner-tell the reason.

"It's you who frankly pierced my pitiful fig leaf. You should know that the relationship between people is maintained by this layer of hypocritical fig leaf. It was directly exposed by Mr. Atobe'disgusting You're the truth, how can I write those hypocritical words? To be honest, I also thought about trying hard, but as soon as the words of praise were written, even I felt disgusted." Tsurumi Smacking his lips, closing his eyes and shaking his head regretfully, "We can't go back, Atobe-kun."

"Tsk, not a gorgeous woman." Hearing the voice, Atobe seemed to be planning to give up continuing to argue with her.Tsurumi closed his lips lazily, showing a peaceful expression about to fall asleep.

"Birch ground."

Suddenly, the world started to spin, and Tsurumi, who was originally lying in the shade of the trees in the courtyard of the campus, was suspended in mid-air. "What the hell!" She opened her eyes and stretched her hands behind her body in panic.Reflexively grabbed the opponent's neck, bent his knees and pressed hard against it.With the hard patella bumping hard into the slightly hard typical male chest, the powerful arms that control the legs

visibly shaking.Taking advantage of the momentary weakening of strength, Tsurumi slipped off Kawachi's shoulder.

His feet stepped on the solid ground again, and he finally felt a little relieved.Then Tsurumi wrinkled the tip of his nose and complained in dissatisfaction, "It's all gone!! Consider the girl's self-esteem, please! How rude!"

Facing such accusations, Huadi stood there with her usual lifeless expression, unmoved by her emotions in the slightest.

This guy has always only listened to the words of one person in the Ministry of History.Tsurumi sighed in his heart, and stopped fussing with him. "Speaking of it." After straightening the messy hem of the skirt, Tsurumi asked mutteringly, "What's the matter with you?"

Her eyes wandered, deliberately avoiding the other party's gaze.For some reason, she has been afraid to look into Atobe's eyes recently, and always feels guilty for no reason.

"I urge you to complete the work." Atobe was confident and confident, without any guilt for the rough order just now.

"I said, don't you find that kind of perfunctory and insincere exaggerated preface annoying?" Tsurumi sighed.

"The exaggerated and excessive wording made people feel a little disgusted at first, but after watching it for a long time, it was unexpectedly interesting." Atobe calmly stroked his tear mole.

Hearing this kind of rhetoric, Tsurumi couldn't laugh or cry at once. He should be happy that such a bad word is said to be interesting, but the sentence "somewhat disgusting" before that really makes people unable to let it go lightly. Swipe over.

It is indeed a typical Atobe style, and even the wish of anticipation can make people angry.It's so self-willed that it looks cute, and people can't help but want to smile.

But... Tsurumi lowered his head with a wry smile, things like the epilogue of the support team...

Seeing that Tsurumi didn't respond, Atobe took a step closer, lowered his body slightly and leaned towards her like a threat, "I don't remember that you were allowed to sabotage work, huh?"

"I..." Tsurumi muttered, Atobe couldn't hear the faint voice clearly, and moved his body closer dissatisfied, carefully catching the sound from the slightly trembling lips.

"Or... do you expect to be personally supervised by the head of the support team?" He tentatively threatened.

The trembling of those lips became more pronounced.Atobe's eyebrows furrowed suspiciously.

"Miyoshi Tsurumi." He called tentatively.

Under the cover of bangs, the lips in the shadow gradually stopped shaking.The voice became as clear as a drop of water, "I won't write that kind of thing again, not even a single word."

Raising his eyes suddenly, Tsurumi looked directly into Atobe's eyes.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you. But I won't do that job again." Swallowing with difficulty, she managed to force a smile, "I'll go to the support team and make it clear. I've been pretending Confess that you lied to Atobe-kun and deceived everyone, and then resign from the vice-chairman position."

Atobe tilted his head, seemingly in disbelief.He looked at her in astonishment for a long time, and finally said slowly, "Do you understand the consequences? You are not afraid..."

"Scared. I'm terribly scared." Tsurumi interrupted Atobe's words roughly, and jumped out words like a mortar, "I've always been timid, so I tricked everyone into pretending to be gregarious. Even if Now, I, who intend to tell the truth, am still a coward who has made no progress. However, whether I am accused or revenged, I deserve it. So..."

She took a deep breath, as if comforted, "No matter how bad the situation is, I will bear it, and I will never hold any grudges."

Indeed, not the hero, not the chosen one.He can't protect others, and he can't win a small knowledge contest. The only one standing here is a timid liar who can't do anything.However, it is this poor "wish" to change that is the "courage" of Miyoshi Tsurumi alone, isn't it?

At least this time, no matter what