[Black Basket] On the Coexistence of Secondary and Metamorphosis

Woke up one step earlier than the alarm clock, got up and turned off the alarm clock that hadn't rung, Akashi took the neatly stacked school uniform by the bed and put it on.

This is the first time for Akashi to wear the God Light school uniform, and the tailor-made school uniform fits as expected, and Akashi is very satisfied with it.

Looking up, the goal is the painting hanging in the middle of the wall.The children are fluttering butterflies in the garden under the sun, with happy smiles on their faces, and the warm-toned paintings make the clean and monotonous room more lively.It was bought by Akashi at a high price from an art exhibition two years ago. The author and completion time were not marked. It was purchased by the organizer of the art exhibition from a young man at a very low price.

The organizer is not stupid enough to buy all the works that come to sell. It can only be said that this painting is so attractive, even if you just take a look at it, you will feel the peace and warmth from the depths of your soul. This is enough reason to let The organizer bought it without hesitation, not to mention that the price offered by the other party was only enough for people to live frugally for a week.

These are all the results of Akashi's investigation. At the scene, Akashi paid hundreds of times the purchase price of the organizer. It is worth the price. Rather, what he bought was not the painting, but the painting. Serenity.

Whenever Akashi is sad or lonely, he will stare at this painting, and his mood will naturally calm down. This is simply a magical painting.

Sometimes I really want to meet the artist of this painting.Akaji adjusted his tie, took one last look at the painting, opened the door and walked out of the room.

The opening ceremony started on time, and Akashi, who entered the school with the first grade in his grade, became the freshman representative as he should, and calmly stepped onto the rostrum to speak.

Akashi is used to giving speeches in front of the public, which doesn't make him feel nervous, but this time the speech seems to be a little different from usual, Akashi always feels that someone is watching him, and that kind of gaze is too strong to make him feel very uncomfortable .

I looked around but found nothing, everyone was looking at him, how to find that person in such a situation, it was only the first day of school, and I knew almost zero people, who would care about him like this.

Akashi, who was thinking silently, had no change in his face. After finishing his speech, the audience applauded, but the strange feeling did not disappear. It was not until Akashi returned to the class queue that he felt more comfortable.

Maybe it's just an illusion.Akashi thought so.

On the first day of school, it was nothing more than doing some trivial matters such as deciding on class committees. There was no formal class, and it was time for lunch break after a while.

Akashi took the application form of the basketball club to fill in the materials. Not long ago, he decided to join Teiko's basketball club. Although Teiko's basketball club is not particularly famous, its strength is not weak. The sport needs more love, and with his strength, it is not difficult to get the position of the first choice after joining, even the captain, as long as he is willing, there is nothing he can't do.

Teiko's application form for admission to the club requires applicants to submit it to the director. At this time, the director of the basketball department should be in the basketball hall. Akashi took a shortcut and walked to a relatively remote part of the campus, but was stopped by a strange person.

"Are you Akashi, the freshman representative of the first grade?" The person in front of him should be a senior in the second grade from the school uniform, with blond hair and green eyes, who seems to have foreign blood, exquisite facial features, and an easy-going beauty. Akashi doesn't know him, but There was a feeling of deja vu in those fiery eyes.

"Yes, what's the matter, senior?" Out of politeness, Akashi answered his question first.

"Akashi, come and be my model!" Akashi was grabbed by the shoulder, trying to break free, but found that the opponent's strength was much stronger than he imagined.

"Sorry, I refuse, please let go." Akashi frowned with some discomfort.

The other party didn't seem to give up because of being rejected, but instead held on to Akashi even more.

"From the first moment I saw you, I knew that you were the one I wanted to draw. It's been a long time since I've felt this kind of excitement from the soul. Anyway, please let me take a look at your body!" Akashi could see that The madness in the eyes, in this situation where he couldn't break free, Akashi was powerless to do anything, even though he struggled hard, he was still stripped of his shirt.

Akashi never thought that there would be such a person, and it was the first time he was so powerless. It was obviously a boy but was stripped of his clothes by the man, and his shirt was taken away by that man.

After taking off Akashi's clothes, the blond boy looked at Akashi with glowing eyes, but he didn't touch Akashi. After watching Akashi quietly, he returned the crumpled clothes to Akashi, bowed and said He said "Thank you very much!" and ran away quickly.

Fortunately, there was no one around. Although Akashi's heart was already burning with anger, it did not reach the level of madness. Before there was anyone, he quickly put on his clothes, picked up the application form on the ground, and headed towards the basketball club again. .

What a guts.After Akashi finished submitting the application form, he frowned and thought about the direction the person was leaving, with a ball of anger burning in his chest.

In the next few days, Akashi didn't meet that person again, and asked some classmates who were a little familiar with him, but found that the guy was not as difficult to find as he imagined.

"Akashi, you are talking about Xia Chuanhe in the second grade, right? My brother in the third grade mentioned him to me. He is a celebrity in the painting department. Xia Chuan is a mess in his studies. He has a good skin but doesn't know how to dress himself up, but he is right. I am very persistent in painting, claiming to be an artist, and have done many strange things.” The man paused at this point, and continued with a smirk.

"I heard that in the first half of the first semester of the first year of junior high school, I ran away from home to collect materials from all over the world. I didn't go to school in the sixth grade. I went to a mental hospital to experience life, draw pictures for those mental patients, and collect all kinds of wine as a gift. Paint, but it basically doesn’t draw people. If there are people who want to paint, they will take off the clothes of those people. You have to look at the skin to paint, and the paintings are often different from what you see. The feeling of the supernatural school, tsk Tsk tsk, I really don’t know how many beauties have been picked up by him. Although there are many weird behaviors, his paintings are really beautiful. Landscape paintings can always draw the charm of a place into the paintings. People who look at the paintings It feels like you're being sucked in."

These are all the information collected from his classmates. Akashi nodded to express his gratitude, thinking about when he would go to meet Xia Chuan, but when he turned around, he found that Xia Chuan was standing at the door of their class looking around, and met Akashi Then he walked here as soon as his eyes lit up.

Akashi stared at him, watching him walk all the way to his seat.

"Senior Xia Chuan." Akashi didn't need to be more polite to this person, he stood up from his seat and was always ready to defend against attacks.

"Wow, Akashi already knows my name, so happy." Unexpectedly, the man completely ignored the anger in Akashi's eyes, and took out something wrapped in white cloth from behind with a smile.

"This is the painting from last time. I'm sorry to run away in a hurry. If you can, please be my model next time. Thank you very much!" Xia Chuan put down his things, bowed to Akashi, and then slipped away humming. Akashi was left in place.

"This...isn't Xia Chuan-senpai's painting?" The classmate who gave the information to Akashi was full of curiosity, carefully staring at the things wrapped in white cloth, watching Akashi open the cloth.

It really is a painting under the white cloth, but there are only two people in the painting. They have exactly the same face, both of them look like Akashi. The only difference is the color of the eyes. The person on the left has red eyes. It doesn't penetrate people, but the person on the right has a pair of terrifying golden pupils, revealing a dangerous atmosphere. The two stand on the left and the right, leaving a distance between them.

The painting has no background, and Akashi felt a special sense of familiarity from the two people.

"It's really Akashi, so it means you have been brutally murdered." Akashi ignored the sympathetic words of the people around him, and he thought of the painting hanging at home.

Are these two paintings the same author?

Although I can't believe it, but this same feeling as if the soul is being sucked in, it is completely unimaginable that two people can draw it.

"Natsukawa Crane..." Looking at the painting in front of him, Akashi fell into deep thought.

The author has something to say: I want to try to write an article as a belated birthday present to Akashi-kun.

It should be a short story with a text of about [-] words.

The portrayal of emotions may not be particularly delicate, and the jumps in the plot may also be a bit abrupt, please bear with me.

Generally, it is released by the manuscript box. The first update is divided into two chapters. I hope you like it.

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