The male god was tricked by me again today

"You like Momoi Mayzuki, don't you?"

These words were like a rope, drawing all the blood in Qingfeng Dahui's body into his mind in an instant.

——You like Momoi Mayzuki, right?

It’s not that no one has said this sentence. In fact, many people have said it, overtly or secretly, seriously or jokingly.

He had heard it before.

But now it's coming from a complete stranger.

The stranger used the same voice as himself.

He also looks like a grandfather.

It's like his own judgment on himself - Aomine Daiki likes Momoi Mayzuki.

May, the little girl who has been active in her sight since she can remember, has long been used to her existence.

I have forgotten the opportunity to play basketball, but I still remember the words I said to her: "Mayue, do you want to come and play with me?"

"Okay."

In a word, it is many years.

He unscrupulously grabs water from her cup, solves troubles when others want to strike up a conversation with her, hangs out with her if he doesn't like temple fairs, likes to sleep on rest days but is willing to go shopping with her, comforts her when she is scared She, she doesn't like spicy food, so he will eat it for her.

He knew all her little emotions, and so did she.

The heart of a young man has been stripped of its cocoon by time, and the thoughts that he has been ignoring are wrapped in it, and they have settled down and become the voice of the opposite party.

Qingfeng slowly raised his eyes.

He saw traces of familiarity on Atobe's face.

After a while, he bypassed Atobu and said, "Nonsense."

Atobe still looked down on him with the attitude of someone who has experienced it: "Seize the opportunity."

Qingfeng paused and asked: "So, this is your experience?"

Atobe raised his eyebrows, did not deny it, and was a little proud.

Aomine pointed out the window: "But I just saw Yukimura and Mitsui go to the yard to release sky lanterns."

Atobe's complexion instantly turned ugly.

After Aomine saw the trace department leave, he smiled in a good mood, and Akashi, who came from behind him and witnessed the whole process, said flatly, "Aomine, you have also learned to lie."

"It's rare to meet a fool who is easy to deceive."

Aomine stretched, then turned to ask Akashi, "Even if it's to make up for May's birthday, you don't have to come to such a remote island. Why on earth? Akashi."

Akashi's eyes were calm, and he said calmly: "It's nothing, because I bought this island for a long time, and I just wanted to see what treasures there are."

Qingfeng: "..."

After walking into the yard, Atobe realized that he had been tricked by someone.

In such a place where ecological protection is extremely important, how can it be possible to allow sky lanterns to be released.

... Even a single-celled creature like Aomine Daiki can lie to himself, is his brain so insufficient?

Atobe began to wonder if he started to pay IQ tax after falling in love, and he still made up the 18-year tax arrears in one go.

It's not that she doesn't trust Yui Mitsui, she is quite reasonable, it's just that Yukimura's goblin's rank is too high, making it hard to guard against, and she can even anger herself.

Yui Mitsui was a little hungry after being asked by Momoi Wuyue.

She has handled her own emotional problems in a mess, and now she has to analyze for others. Isn't this the same as forcing Fuer Zhou to be an honest person, and forcing Tezuka Kuniko to be humorous and humorous?

"Since you decided to chase Heizi-kun before, and you haven't given up yet, it doesn't matter what happens to Qingfeng-kun."

Momoi was slightly taken aback.

Vulcan once said something similar - since he likes Heizi, it doesn't matter what happens to Aomine.

...Does it have nothing to do with Aomine?

...doesn't matter?

Momoi stopped asking, she silently watched Mitsui eating cherries with the fruit plate, one after another.

Familiar conversations echoed in my ears.

"May, the man you watched on TV can actually tie a knot in the stem of a cherry with his tongue. Is the human tongue so powerful?"

"I'll try it too... Well, it doesn't seem difficult."

She picked up a cherry, and under Yui Mitsui's calm gaze, tied a knot with her tongue on the stem of the cherry.

"pat-"

The plate in Yui Mitsui's hand turned over.

Momoi smiled: "I saw it on TV before, and I thought it was interesting, so I tried it."

Mitsui Yui took another one from the plate next to her and handed it to her: "Then, can you please demonstrate it again?"

Momoi couldn't refuse the respectful person, so he had to do it again.

Mitsui Yui's eyes became more and more piercing: "Teach me."

"Uh...that's fine." Momoi asked casually, "This is pretty fun, you think so too."

"No, I'm certainly not doing it for fun."

"Not for fun?" What was that for?

"It will come in handy later."

Yui Mitsui tried a few and finally succeeded once, and put down the plate with satisfaction.

Momoi was puzzled: "Will it be useful in the future? Are you going to perform at a temple fair?"

Yui Mitsui patted her on the shoulder and gave her a meaningful look: "You are still young, there are some things you don't need to know too much."

The corner of Momoi's mouth twitched: "Please, we are the same age, Mitsui."

"Different."

Momoi was about to refute, when she suddenly saw a black shadow flashing outside, she asked loudly, "Who's there?"

The shadow paused for a moment and then quickly disappeared.

Yui Mitsui stared at the direction where the shadow disappeared, preventing Momoi from chasing after him, and explained: "There are many rare protected animals on this island, the one just now may be the Iriomote Lynx, on the west beach And lots of poisonous creatures—"

Speaking of this, she suddenly felt that there was something wrong with her words, her voice stopped suddenly, and then she returned to the room with an excuse.

When Atobe went to Yui Mitsui's room to check the post, Yui Mitsui had already finished taking a shower and was sitting on the bed playing mobile games.

She was wearing a loose knee-length nightdress, revealing her slender limbs and fair skin.

Atobe's eyes focused on her collarbone, which trembled slightly with her fierce game play, like a pair of fluttering butterflies.

He wanted to put his hands up.

And then he actually did.

The collarbone was icy cold, no warmer than his palm.

He withdrew his hand and fastened the two buttons on her carefully.

... It's cool at night, so don't catch a cold.

The fresh scent of the bath lotion wafting from her body made him feel emotional, girls are really fragrant and soft.

He sat next to her, watching her play Thanos snapping his fingers.

"How many levels have you played?"

Yui Mitsui replied: "679."

Not as tall as myself, Atobe is a little bit flustered: "My uncle has already reached 1080."

Of course Mitsui Yui knew how Atobe's level came about, and said: "Of course I can't compare with the Kryptonite Party. If I can win by strength, I will never krypton gold."

What he said was very imposing and reasonable, but in fact it was because of the word poor.

Atobu doesn't understand the feelings of the poor: "Why do you have to spend so much time hunting miscellaneous fish when you can krypton gold? Isn't the ultimate task to defeat Thanos? You have to reserve your energy."

After Atobe finished speaking, he also took out his mobile phone to log in, and played games with Yui Mitsui for a while.

Yui Mitsui felt that letting Atobe play the game was to abuse her, not for strength, but for krypton gold.

He didn't sneak attack or shoot, he was exposed to the boss openly, and then used money to buy props to smash the boss to death.

Like the stupid son of a local rich man.

And when he picked up the equipment next to him, his hands became weak.

There is a sharp contrast between wealth and poverty at this moment.

When the physical strength was exhausted, Mitsui Yui saw the time and it was not time to rest.

She returned Atobe's notebook to Atobe, and said some of her thoughts.

It was also the first time that the two of them formally talked about the design works of the origin department.

The idea in the notebook is very ingenious. Although it is only a sketch and the drawing is not exquisite, each picture is accompanied by a gorgeous description.

Atobe's grandfather objected to Atobe's research on these things. A few years ago, he only knocked a few words, because Atobe learned everything that Atobe should learn very well. He only thought it was a superfluous hobby of his, and never thought it would develop It will become his future sideline business or even his main business.

The heir of a securities company looked at the K-line of the stock market while looking at the new women's clothing, and Hidego Atobe felt the hairs all over his body stand on end.

He knows very well that his grandson is the organizer, and he is in charge of the overall situation. During this process, he will never do those detailed things himself.

So he exerted pressure, interrupted all the companies that cooperated with Atobe Keigo, and made him hit a wall everywhere, as if he kept his brain, but broke his hands and feet.

A person with a brain but no limbs can only think, not act.

If things go on like this, thoughts are not supported by actions, cannot be quantified, and there is no hope in sight, so they slowly run aground.

A cavity of blood will also be diluted by time, and it will cool down easily, so I won't mention it.

But after all, he underestimated Keigo Atobe's endurance.

His grandson has never been a person who would give up easily, and he can hit the south wall again and again, as long as there is something he believes behind the south wall.

Later, Hidego Atobe could only compromise and relax the restrictions on him, as long as it did not affect his studies and determination to inherit the family business.

But Keigo Atobe himself rejected the original design companies, no matter how much the other party apologized, he would never cooperate again.

It's not that he's angry, his anger has long since dissipated.He wouldn't be angry for such a long time over such a boring thing.

He just felt that a person who would rather break the contract and break promises as soon as he was pressured by his grandfather, let alone cooperate, even if he was his opponent, he would feel ashamed.

He could break the contract because of his grandfather yesterday, and he could break the contract because of someone else in the future.

He doesn't like people without backbone, not to mention he can find a better partner.

He always deserves better.

Under the guidance of his teacher Fu Shahui, he sorted out his creative ideas and his insights over the years, and recalled his original intentions bit by bit.

I have a rough idea in mind.

...just lacking in a powerful presentation.

In order to achieve a sensational effect in an ordinary press conference, either international supermodels are invited to the catwalk or international superstars are invited to attend the show.

Atobe can afford both of these, and can do both.

But once this is done, all eyes will be on models and celebrities, and no one will pay attention to his products.

What everyone sees is Keigo Atobe's howl, not Keigo Atobe's talent.

Hosting a party that takes away the host's attention will only add to the jokes.

If you don't invite supermodels and celebrities, who will come to see it?

Even the audience is not estimated, only relatives and friends present.

That way there is no chance to increase the jokes in vain.

Even if he was looking at his reputation, did he really come to see Zhanxiu?

His head hurt a little from thinking about it, but he didn't think of any good ideas.

Yui Mitsui described the scene of tree shadows swaying on the white sheets with the wind in the afternoon.

Her language skills are limited, and her speech is a bit cloudy.

But Atobu understood.

What he needs is a shocking, eye-catching way.

Why shock?Not taking the usual path, so that the audience's heart was strongly impacted.First of all, it must be a visual impact.

The eyes are at the front, you see it first, and you will be interested in knowing the story behind it when you receive the visual impact.

There is something behind.

He had thought of holographic projection technology, which would definitely create eye-catching scenes when used in exhibitions.

But he was not as bold as Yui Mitsui thought.

This guy actually wants to use holographic technology on clothes.

"For example, there are cherry blossoms in spring, cicadas and fireworks in summer, red leaves in autumn, and snow in winter. If these different scenes are projected on clothes, and then make a corner suit template in the video, just like I used to The toy balls I made are the same as those toy balls, shouldn’t they be able to quickly change clothes? It’s a bit like the face-changing in Chinese Peking Opera I’ve seen in Chinatown.” Yui Mitsui thought for a while and said, “After all, in real life The only one who can change clothes instantly is Kaitou Kidd. But in that case, everyone can experience what it’s like to be a Kaitou.”

"...But that, after all, there is no real thing."

"It doesn't matter, as long as Zhanxiu is free to try on, it's not too late to place an order after you like it. You need to collect a deposit first, and then pay the balance after delivery. Otherwise, what should I do if I make a lot of clothes and can't sell them? Do you want to produce and sell [-] pieces of Ice Emperor by yourself? The cost of manpower and material resources must be considered and accounted for. In this way, even if people don’t need things temporarily, we can still get a deposit. Sell the goods if they can be sold, and print if they can’t. The logo and words of encouragement are donated to impoverished areas in Hokkaido or areas hit by typhoons, which has more practical significance than sending paper cranes to disaster areas, and it is also a free advertisement..."

As Yui Mitsui was talking, he suddenly realized that he had gotten so carried away that he started talking about business in front of Atobe.

... Shame, Atobe merchant family, how can you not understand this?

Why is she playing with an ax at the door of the class?

Atobe listened attentively and did not make fun of her.

"Sorry, it's all in my imagination. In fact, it probably has no practical value."

"Although it doesn't have much feasibility, thank you, Yui Mitsui." Atobe looked into her eyes and said seriously, "Thank you for being willing to think for me. Your suggestion is very important to me."

At this moment, Atobe was sincere and frank, and even called her by her first name, without any sense of teasing or impatience, and did not listen to her words as a joke.

I really listened to it and thought about it seriously.

She seemed to be greatly encouraged and continued to speak her thoughts.

From the distant stars in the sky, to the creatures in the ocean, sunspots, Halley's Comet, to Japanese history, to all kinds of creatures in the ecological environment, it seems that everything can be used to help people better understand life and understand self, understanding the natural world.

She was not good at words, and said the most words in her life.

Although she knew that maybe none of them could help Atobe, she still felt deep respect from him.

A large part of the reason she is not good at words is because no one wants to listen to her.

Her advice and ideas don't matter to others.

Mitsui Nanako never asked her which amusement park she wanted to go to, and Mitsui Mito never asked her which school she wanted to go to, and Mitsui Hisashi did not inform her when he became a delinquent boy, and no one would discuss it with her.It's not her turn to make decisions about the affairs of the family.

When it was her turn to call the shots, no one asked at all.

Even Mitsui Nanako and Mitsui Mihito divorced without notifying her.

She wanted to ask if they thought of her as a member of the family, or... if they thought of her as a whole person.

Sakaki Taro called and begged her to accept Nanako's apology, asking her to forgive her unreliable parents.

She refused.

She confessed that she might not be able to forgive them for the rest of her life.

After all, even the scars on the body have not disappeared, let alone the trauma on the mind.

Seeing Mitsui Yuto stretching out his hand, all she could think of was that he would whip her or beat her, not touch her.If it is touching, there must be sulfuric acid on the hand.

——Look, everything has become like this, why bother to ask for forgiveness?

But at this moment, looking into Atobe's eyes, she suddenly decided not to care.

I no longer care about myself.

It is no longer to care about life.

The grace of childbirth will be repaid in the form of money. They have paid for her, and she will definitely repay it.

But whether they cry or laugh from now on has nothing to do with them.

Atobe didn't know the strong feeling in Yui Mitsui's heart, but felt that the night was already late and he should let her rest.

He stroked her soft hair and said, "It's not urgent, you think about it slowly, we'll discuss it another day, and I'll tell you my thoughts."

"……Um."

He walked towards the door: "Good night, Wei."

Mitsui Yui watched him leave, and his eyes fell on the sun hat she was wearing today on the table - it was given to her by Atobe.

His uncle loves beauty so much and pays attention to sun protection, so he didn't hesitate to put a hat on her head.

Even the bottle cap was unscrewed before the water was handed to her.

As soon as he reached out, she knew he would touch her hair and cheek, in the most tender way.

"Trace Department—"

When Atobu came to the door, she rushed over and hugged him from behind, hugged him hard, and buried her face in his clothes.

Atobe stopped, let her hug her for a while, and half-jokingly said: "Since you are so reluctant to part, why don't I stay here tonight."

"Trace Department—"

"Forget it, the bed is too small, if the two of you collapse, you will die laughing tomorrow."

"Trace Department—"

She said nothing else but repeated his last name.

"What's the matter? Are you afraid to sleep alone on the island? Then I'll ask Momoi to come and sleep with you."

"Trace Department—"

"Don't you want her? Then I'll stay here and watch you fall asleep before leaving."

"Atobe Keigo--"

She called him by his full name.

"I like you."

——Kego Atobe, I like you.

The air stagnates for a long time.

It took a long time for Atobe to come back to his senses, but he found that he was surprisingly calm until this moment.

He turned around slowly, with a gentle smile in his eyes.

"Have you finally been conquered by my grandpa's gorgeous beauty? Huh?"

He stretched out his hands to hold her face and saw that her eyes were red and watery, she must have cried just now.

And there is still a downward trend.

"A girl's tears can only be cried with joy... Well, although it is a happy event to confess to me, I really don't want to see you cry."

He pinched the corners of her mouth and raised it slightly: "Come on, give me a smile."

She listened to his classic lines with a street hooligan demeanor, and slowly, slowly, she finally smiled.

Yukimura is right, the real smile comes from the heart.

Really no practice.

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