Miss Gojo can't figure it out

Momoi gently pushed Yuzuki's shoulder.

"Don't get distracted, Yujiang." She showed Yuzuki the push on the phone screen, "Why don't you go to Shinjuku together this weekend? There is a large-screen support from Katayose Ota's new work YunikaVision. I want to take pictures and visit the store for lunch. The Chinese restaurant 'Foolish House' is open, and we can go to Suga Shrine to check in in the afternoon."

The training camp lasted for two weeks, with one day off, which happened to coincide with the weekend.

After roughly calculating the expenses, Youyue nodded and said it was okay, but: "Should it be just the two of us, what about the others?"

After all, the task of coming here is to protect everyone's safety. Akashi pays her to hire her and leaves her employer to play alone, which is against professional ethics.

"I don't go where women like to go." Aomine once again emphasized his love for "SD", "In Kanagawa, I definitely want to go to Kamakura! The prototype of Lingnan High School! Sakuragi Omichi met Akagi O for the first time crossroads..."

"Da, we didn't invite you either." Momoi said expressionlessly.

Qingfeng choked: "Tch!"

"Momoi." Youyue hesitated, "Why don't we go after the training camp?"

Akashi paid 100 million yuan?A strong sense of work responsibility tormented her conscience.

And Akashi is obviously a master at observing words and expressions. He called Youyuelai by "protecting everyone from the harm of curse spirits". Just fine."

"But……"

"Don't worry." Akashi thought for a while, "Anyway, you'll be here soon. I'll contact you if there's anything to do. Remember to keep your phone unblocked."

Using [Cang] to drive the road will be restricted by the terrain. In Tokyo, where there are many high-rise buildings and criss-cross lanes, to activate [Cang] requires a high degree of familiarity with the terrain of the journey.

A one-kilometer journey may pass through ten roadblocks, so she needs to divide this kilometer into eleven barrier-free sections, and try to compress the space for each section.The speed is so fast, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is teleportation.

Except for the CBD and urban areas in Kanagawa, most of them are low-rise private houses and small buildings. Traveling is more convenient and efficient than Tokyo.

"Okay." Youyue also felt that there was no problem, "Then it's settled."

As a result, when she returned to her room, she came up with a brilliant idea to be able to balance work and play at the same time.

The next day, the basketball court.

Akashi concealed the shock in his heart, pretended to be calm and said: "Excuse me, what is it?"

"My magic partner, Apple."

Miyazaki lowered his head meekly, almost lying on the floor.No one can see it except Akashi who has the "Eye of the Emperor" and has some spiritual vision.

"Don't worry, she's very good. She will protect you when I'm not around, double insurance." Youyue said confidently, "Although it looks a bit scary, it's a good curse spirit that doesn't eat people."

Akashi: "..."

He fabricated the spooky and terrifying legends about cursed spirits harming people, and now it seems that they are about to come true. Is this a prophecy?

"I want to ask a question." Akashi forced his gaze away from Miyazaki, and asked, "Since you helped me solve that matter, I still can only see the outline when I meet the curse spirit, but now I can see clearly' Apple's whole picture, is it because the spiritual power in my body has increased?"

In fact, Akashi is just an ordinary boy without a spiritual circuit.All over the body, only the right eyeball is a little special.

"No. Because one of Apple's abilities is the sharing of spiritual power." Youyue explained, "I'm afraid it will scare other people, and I'm afraid you won't be able to see clearly, so I let it only be shared with you."

Akashi gently closed his eyes: "..."

Thank you, Yuzuki.

Youyue didn't know, so: "?"

"Oh... I see, are you a little afraid of it?"

It was rare to see through the real mood of others under the plain expression, she turned her head and whispered a few words to Miyazaki.

Miyazaki's tail lightly swept the cold wooden floor of the basketball court twice in response.

In an instant, his figure became much more transparent in front of Akashi's eyes.But its head on the ground looked inexplicably depressed.

"Okay, then it's up to you to protect everyone." Youyue said, "Come on, Apple Sauce."

Miyazaki gave an excited "whoosh" and tapped his tail on the wooden floor.

Akashi was subtly stunned: "..."

Is this a curse spirit or a dog?

"You have to train hard too." Youyue clenched her fists, "I will do my assistant job well."

The teenagers in the training camp had a tight schedule, and as an assistant manager, Youyue didn't really have much to do.

Momoi was mainly responsible for supervising training, data recording and analysis, and assisting the coach and Akashi in formulating training plans, while Yuzuki took care of the rest of the logistical tasks.

Akashi invited local housekeepers to cook and wash clothes for everyone, work during the day, and leave after dinner.

However, it is the age of growing body, and the amount of daily training is heavy. The teenagers are always crying and howling in the middle of the night, so hungry, and the food delivery that can be ordered around them is not very delicious.

Youyue thought to herself: "Hmm. Looks like it's my turn to perform."

Then they captured everyone's stomachs with a few simple suppers.

Hang the tonkotsu broth during the day and reheat it at night.After the noodles are cooked, pour cold water into a bowl, put a few slices of marinated sweet char siu pork, and serve with fresh and tender local vegetables.

"Wow, it's so delicious."

"I have never eaten such delicious tonkotsu ramen in my life!"

"Five Youyue, my superman!!"

Xia Youjie leaned against the door panel and watched the group of overly rowdy teenagers with a smile on his face.

"Can you stay in the basketball club forever? Yuzuki." Kise begged, "Please, we really need you to protect everyone's stomachs."

Aomine said, "Give me some more noodles" and nodded in agreement with tears in his eyes.

Momoi's expression hurt:? !

"Ah? But actually I..." Youyue hesitated.

I used to be a temporary manager to protect Akashi, but after solving the matter, I never thought about it again.After all, she still has to work part-time after get off work, which will take up important earning time.

Huang Lai was possessed by the actor, coughed exaggeratedly, with tears in her eyes, and took her left hand: "This is my...cough cough...lifelong wish...please..."

Using the gesture of holding a bottle of vinegar, Akashi calmly separated the overlapping palms of the two.

Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows in displeasure.

Then everyone had a heated discussion on the topic of "how should the basketball team retain Wujo Youyue", and Yuyue was not interested in the benefits they promised after becoming a manager.

So Huang Lai joked: "Then it seems that we have to rely on marriage to keep you."

Midorima glanced at Akashi briefly, the latter's expression was calm, but the hand holding the chopsticks stopped for a moment.

Xia Youjie was even more upset: "Tsk."

"It's not impossible." Momoi crossed his shoulders, put his hands on his thighs, and said coyly, "Although we are all girls, I like yuzu sauce very much. If yuzu sauce is willing..."

Qingfeng was shocked: "This topic is obviously not about you, but what are you talking about?! Be sober!"

Youyue didn't quite understand, but seeing Momoi's expectant face, she said kindly, "Well, I won't reject Momoi-san either."

Qingfeng broke down and said: "Don't make trouble if you don't understand it!"

……

For Youyue, the training camp is a very fresh experience. In the steaming heat, the teenagers sway their youth and sweat.

Their energy response is very weak, but they are tough and upright, as if they have endless strength, and they will never be knocked down.

"But why are they shirtless when they play by themselves, and I quickly put on clothes when I come?"

Momoi explained casually, "I'm shy when I meet girls."

"I don't quite understand." Youyue picked up the ball that rolled down to her feet and threw it into the goal box, sat down on the bench again, and asked seriously, "Even if they are wearing clothes, they are the same in my eyes, right?"

It is also an energy body with internal organs wrapped by muscles and bones, and it is very weak.

Momoi's body shook, thoughtful, and fell silent.

"Hey, is there any ice water, I'm so thirsty."

Qingfeng lifted the hem of his shirt, casually wiped off the sweat on his cheeks, and his abdominal muscles were well defined.

Youyue handed him a bottle of mineral water: "Only room temperature ones are left, here."

"Alright. Remember to ice a few bottles for me in the afternoon, I want to drink ice."

Momoi came back to reality from his own thoughts, and while slowly blushing, he asked in a low voice: "Then, in your eyes, do I look like I'm not wearing any clothes?"

Qingfeng, who was drinking water, choked: "Puff! Cough cough!!"

"No?" Youyue said doubtfully, "Why do you think so?"

He almost asked in horror: "You, wouldn't you be?"

No one answered him.

Yuzuki patiently explained the imaging mode of Six Eyes to Momoi, and Aomine, who was ignored, walked away with a water bottle in a daze.

The first week of training is coming to an end.

On Sunday morning, Yuzuki and Momoi headed to Yokohama Station.Take the JR Shonan-Shinjuku Line and go straight to Shinjuku in 10 minutes. Compared with the congestion in Tokyo, it is obviously much more comfortable to take a car here.

The weather is still hot and humid, and there are torn white cotton candy floating in the blue sky, scattered in all directions.

Such a good day, it should meet some good things.

Tokyo, Shinjuku district.

For Nakahara Chuya, today is just an ordinary and sweltering overtime day.There was a very important transaction rescheduled to today, and he needed to be the master controller to keep an eye on it, and beware of any accidents.However, this matter has been settled, and there is only the last step of the signing process left.

"I'm going to buy some coffee." Nakahara asked, "Where's the vending machine?"

The subordinate nodded and pointed in one direction: "Go straight to that intersection, turn right and walk about 100 meters. There is a bus stop behind."

He hasn't slept very well these past few months.

Originally, the nature of his work determined that his sleep time could not be stable. Recently, he had a lot of dreams and had headaches and drowsiness during the day.

And he forgot most of those dreams when he woke up, only a few clearly remembered.He dreamed of a beautiful girl with eyebrows and eyes like frost and snow, and he seemed to have communicated with her a lot, but he couldn't remember the name.

At the age of 16, not long after joining PortMafia, Chuya Nakahara went to a small island in Hokkaido for a mission.

After finishing the task, I wandered around the island casually. There are not many buildings here, and even fewer residents.

A well-known foreign artist built a hut on the edge of the windbreak forest near the sea, and held an installation art exhibition. The exhibition hall is called "Heart Sound Playing Room".

The entire exhibition hall is divided into three spaces, heart room, recording room and playback room.The last two spaces are for tourists to experience. It costs 1850 yen to record your heart sounds in the recording studio, and then go to the playback room to listen to the electronically generated heart sound melody that is unique to you.

For a little more money, you can also engrave the heart sound melody into a CD for you as a souvenir.

Zhong Yuanzhong also lacked interest in this kind of activities of literary youths, but the little girl working in the exhibition hall was extremely enthusiastic. She looked about ten years old. When he finished watching and turned to leave, the girl grabbed the hem of his clothes and begged him to participate in a low voice.

He was not good at rejecting girls, anyway, it didn't cost much money and time, so he paid the fee and recorded his heart sounds in the recording studio according to the instructions.

The little girl said: "Sir, your heart sound file number is 19999, welcome to come back next time."

Coincidentally, he wrote down the number.When the other party guided him to the studio and listened to his own heartbeat, he smiled and silently refused.

So far, everything has happened in reality.

However, in the dream, this incident was continued with a short ending.

The beautiful girl whose name I can't remember called him and said, "Chuya, I came to Hokkaido and saw the ad for the money-swindling art exhibition you mentioned, and I will go there now."

He couldn't help laughing: "Why, you are not convinced, and you have to send some money?"

Four or five years have passed, and the art exhibition has not yet closed, which means it is quite profitable.

He didn't know that the exhibition hall had become one of the niche tourist places in Hokkaido because of its rather gimmicky artistic concept and its remote location near the sea.

The other party didn't reply, as if it was to inform him that he was going to do such a boring thing.

But she didn't hang up the phone.Zhong also put the phone aside, kept talking, and concentrated on dealing with things on the computer.

The heart sound studio is located in the windbreak forest by the seaside of the small island. It is quiet and mysterious, with birds passing by from time to time.

On the other end of the phone, he heard the gentle waves and the clear and crisp calls of seagulls, and then it fell silent again.

"I'm sure this is a scam." After a long time, the girl finally spoke, "Its system can't recognize heart sounds at all and generate exclusive electronic sounds. It's purely random matching playback, which is the same as the fortune-telling machine on the roadside. But the charges are much more expensive than roadside machines.”

Zhong also chuckled noncommittally.

Of course, right?

"It's so shameless, Zhongye, to be cheated by this kind of place."

Zhong Yuanzhong also twitched the corner of his mouth: "It's not something I wanted to experience voluntarily, but I was forced to refuse because I was embarrassed..."

"I didn't expect you to be this kind of literary youth. If you tell Dazai, he will laugh at you for a long time, right?"

"Hey!" Zhong also became annoyed, "Don't really tell him!"

"Okay, then this month's Chocolate Buffy..."

"I ask, I take care of it." Zhong Yuanzhong also said helplessly, "You are really led by him, so don't learn from him."

The girl seemed to have carefully observed the entire venue, and commented on the design and installation art of the venue one by one.After communicating with the staff in the museum, the other party agreed to her to experience it for free.

"Sorry, Chuya, you're not psychologically unbalanced, are you?" Her voice rose, obviously a little proud, "I don't need to spend money."

Zhong was also speechless: "Who would feel unbalanced because of two thousand yen?"

She was humming a light tune, and her voice gradually faded away. The mobile phone seemed to be placed in a very quiet space, and there was no radio.

Zhong also speculated that the staff might have put her mobile phone in the drawer at the front desk, because he heard the friction of the rollers.

It seemed like a long time before the human voice reappeared on the other end of the phone.

"The window of the studio is so big, facing the sea. It's dark in the room, but the sea is very bright."

"I randomly played someone else's synthetic heart voice. What a coincidence, the one I clicked on turned out to be exactly the same as mine. The little girl next to me was so embarrassing hahahaha!"

silence.Again there was silence.

The call time on the screen slides like a stream, and the numbers gradually accumulate.

"Okay, the experience is over, there are no more secrets for me here."

"Although it is essentially a place to swindle money, I secretly checked the computer, and the source data has been honestly preserved... Your 19999 number was saved at 20:[-] p.m. four years, three months and [-] days ago point."

It was quiet for a while.

Not long after, there was a rustling sound from the speaker of the mobile phone, and Zhongyuan Zhong also casually pressed the hands-free button, picked up the mobile phone and brought it close to his ear, a series of regular soft tones occupied the quiet room.

At first, he frowned and felt inexplicable.

But after more than ten seconds, he began to have vague guesses, and his fingers leaning against the table gradually tightened.

"Chuya." She said softly, "I'm listening to your heartbeat."