Why aren't people raising me

Reading comics is probably Masaharu Akashi's only hobby. Although he has a very picky eye, he also has a different kind of attachment to people with red eyes and black hair. His college classmates once discovered this characteristic of him and joked: "If now There is a man with black hair and red eyes standing in front of you, wouldn't you just kneel down and propose marriage right then and there?"

Akashi Masaharu thought about it seriously, and found that it was impossible.

But he still said to his classmates, "Maybe? I always have no idea what to do with this kind of person. If I want to fall in love, the ideal type must be like this."

The investment in animation production cost him a lot of money, Masaharu Akashi prayed for the first time that he could make a lot of money.

"Who did you ask for?" Darryl wondered, "Don't you have to go to the temple to make a wish?"

"I'm praying to my wisdom." Akashi Masaharu glanced at her with some disgust, "What can God do? God is not as good as me."

The trip to the University of East China really brought the freshmen of their colleges closer together. None of them are shy, so they can have a lot of topics if they really want to chat.

To their surprise, Masaharu Akashi knew a lot.

How should I describe it, as if you know some knowledge in any field, and you can always extend official information that you think you know very well but hides secret inside information.

"If you are traveling, the railway on that section is being repaired recently, and many street shops are closed. It is not recommended to go in the near future."

"Games? I don't play it often, but I pay attention to the game market. Recently, the sales of games on the computer side are not very optimistic, because everyone is used to using mobile phones."

"This one... I recommend the color number 'Feng Blow'. It's a very everyday and fresh color, and it looks good without makeup."

His tone was soft and gentle, but with a force that cannot be ignored.

When it comes to the content of each field is calm and smooth, Akashi Masaharu shared the information he has, and seemed to get along with them effortlessly.

Thinking of something, Masaharu Akashi whispered to Yairiko, who was discussing fashion makeup with him, "That lipstick brand... In fact, the quality of their autumn batch is the best, because they changed their manager in the spring and secretly signed a contract." Cheap stains, you remember when they cut prices down a lot in those days."

Jia Ruozi opened her eyes slightly, and the young man approaching her exuded a slightly bitter yet refreshing breath,

There is no sense of distance.

She found out.

Although the family background is prominent, and the status of special-level magicians can be called noble compared with second-level magicians, this person still has an equal sincerity when getting along with them.

"What is the structure of your head, and why are there so many things in it?" Xia Youjie thought for a moment that this person was an intelligent AI, "Is this something you Akashi must learn?"

After a little attention, you can know that those information points are all related to "money".

Large-scale railway infrastructure may affect the economy of a certain place, which in turn affects the stock market. Stocks are always expected to be hyped. Games and cosmetics are the favorite objects of many young consumers. There are so many news and information every day. Masaharu Akashi needs time Do you want to read it?

"Yes and no, but I actually didn't work that hard." Akashi Masaharu seemed to see what he was thinking, "I have a secretary, and he will help me sort out the materials."

Secretary.

Nitro snapped his fingers, "President's secretary?"

"It's not that far, I wish I was really a president." Masaharu Akashi laughed, "These are just part of growing up."

Instead of going back to the high school with the three of them, he called a car for them. After sending them into the car, he first greeted the assistant supervisor, Mr. Bijian, and then said goodbye to the same period with a smile in front of the car window.

Gojo Satoru looked at him, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going home, it's party day."

Party day, the day the whole family eats dinner together.

"Are you still going to the college tomorrow?"

"I'll probably go, because after the busiest first month of school, I've had a lot of leisure recently."

His conversation and tone are always comfortable, but his momentum is a bit outrageous.

Gojo Satoru: "What do you mean you should go?"

Masaharu: "After all, there may be tasks that I don't want." The boy passed the dessert and snacks he bought through the car window, "Here, a belated meeting gift."

Xia Youjie felt something strange, "How did you go back?"

Masaharu Akashi looked away, focused as if he saw someone he wanted to see, and even his expression softened a bit, "I wanted to be a tram, but someone came to pick me up."

He hastily waved his hand, and then he turned and ran away like an excited and reckless boy of his age, "I'm going first, I'll call on my phone if I need something!"

"...What..." Wujo Satoru muttered,

"I actually felt the gap." Xia Youjie's mood was also a little hard to calm down. He raised his eyebrows, raised his arms against the door frame, and propped his knuckles on his cheeks, "It's not that I feel so miserable, it's just—"

"It's just that he's a little unreal." Wujo Wutiao completed his words aloud.

In reality, there is no shortage of perfect people. Why can there be ripples in my heart, but it is the sense of separation between the world of magic and the world of ordinary people.

And Akashi Masaharu, who is perfectly on this boundary line, wants to make both sides perfect.

"Tsk, I forgot to ask." Gojo Satoru scratched his hair, "I still don't know why he is working so hard to inherit the family business? Become the richest man? Get people's praise?"

neither.

Akashi Masaharu got into Mr. Nayue's car and greeted the red-haired boy in school uniform, "Long time no see, Seijuro."

Akashi Seijuro turned his eyes to look at him, the curvature of his lips was almost the same as that of Masaharu, "Long time no see, Masaharu."

Akashi Masaharu gave him a hug, and the other party let out a few laughs from his throat, "Did something happy happen today?"

"Well, the new companions seem to be very strong." Akashi Masaharu sat upright and took a cup of coffee from Seijuro, "They are strong, so I can rest assured for the time being."

Although there is a short-lived ghost inside.

Akashi Masaharu recalled the number above Xia Youjie's head, he would have died almost ten years later, if not under the intervention of the curse spirit.

"Father should ask you about investment when he sees you."

"Don't worry, I've already sorted it out. I'm really looking forward to seeing Uncle." Akashi Masaharu took a sip of his coffee, and the mellow and bitter taste spread on the tip of his tongue, making him feel better. "Uncle recently put pressure on you?"

Masaharu Akashi seldom went home after he went to university. It is more convenient for him to live in a dormitory, and he also has his own apartment in the magic world. If people don't make an appointment intentionally, it is difficult to meet in the vast crowd.

"He... nothing."

"Seijuro, it's useless to hide in front of me."

Akashi Seijuro was exposed, but he didn't panic at all, he just lowered his eyes and said lightly, "Father doesn't ask me about my basketball anymore, as long as I bring him the victory, everything will be fine."

Akashi Masomi's head still hasn't turned the corner...

Masaharu sneered while drinking coffee.

Even a hobby has to exert pressure to win, so is this still basketball that brings pure joy?

Akashi Masaharu patted the back of his hand, "It doesn't matter if you lose, he can't punish you."

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Akashi Seijuro's eyes became turbulent, his eyebrows trembled, and he turned his face to look at Masaharu. Under the dark street lamp, Akashi Masaharu suddenly noticed that one of his eyes seemed to be shining like gold.

The red-haired boy said in a cold voice with the determination that he knew Masaharu like the back of his hand,

"Masaharu, you who say such things, can you endure failure?"

***

Akashi Masaharu is very self-aware.

The amazed eyes of others made him realize that he is actually better than many people. He is one of the fastest running kids on the track. If he hadn't asked Akashi Seishomi to help him suppress him, he would have leapfrogged when he was a teenager. The teenagers admitted to Dongda University will definitely be featured in newspapers and on TV.

The vague memories of his previous life told him that he should have been so good because he had an excellent teacher.

But in human society, compared with so many children, Akashi Masaharu found that his talent and hard work are rare.

Therefore, he does not tolerate his own failure.

——But this desire to win and lose is meaningless when someone is absolutely suppressed by others in a field that you are not good at.

Akashi Masaharu was turned upside down by Gojo Satoru, fell to the ground and still had some doubts about his life.

Looking forward to watching a wonderful duel, Xia Youjie and Jia Ruozi: "..."

Gojo Satoru who was competing with him: "..."

One second he was excited and full of anticipation, and the next second he began to wonder about his extraordinary talent.

Gojo Satoru looked at his hands, and then at Akashi Masaharu who propped up his upper body from the ground, "It's strange, although I know my strength is good, but I only used [-]% of my strength just now, and I just passed three moves."

Akashi Masaharu: "..."

Akashi Masaharu was even at a loss for words.

He tugged at the corner of his messy clothes, and even his voice was a little weak, "I'm more of a brain school."

"But don't you practice martial arts?"

Of course Akashi Masaharu practiced, and his fighting and Sanda class is an indispensable trick for him to keep in shape.

However, everyone's physical condition has limits. Akashi Masaharu seems not born with this material. He also played basketball with Akashi Seijuro. What happened?With Akashi Seijuro waving in front of him, Masaharu could kneel down on the spot.

Akashi Masaharu is used to his weakness.

"Get up." Gojo Satoru pulled Yaji's hand, "Try again..."

When the distance between them got closer to a certain limit, "Wow", the jet-black color jumped up from the ground, grinning at Gojo Satoru, "Go--get away-!!!"

The father and mother blocked Masaharu with a strong desire to protect, both faces were full of anger.

Gojo Satoru couldn't believe it, "You're bluffing me with a curse spirit!"

Akashi Masaharu opened his mouth, but said nothing.

This is also the reason why it is difficult for Akashi Masaharu to improve.

He didn't dare to practice sparring with others, because in his eyes, the ordinary teaching behavior was a real threat and harm in the eyes of the mantra, so Yazhi had only learned various moves now, and it was difficult for him to have a chance to improve himself.

Seeing that Gojo Satoru didn't move, the father and mother shouted even harder, "Go away—!"

Liuyan sneered, "I won't, are you going to attack me?"

He raised his tone, stretched out a finger arrogantly, hooked it provocatively, and opened his mouth to poke the thunder point of his father and mother, "Come on, get rid of you, let Masaharu accept another stronger special class .”

It's a lie.

There is a hint of teasing.

Akashi Masaharu suddenly heard his temptation.

Gojo Satoru was groping to evaluate the character of this curse spirit, so he purposely used words like elementary school students quarrelling to provoke it.

Akashi Masaharu stood up, his eyes were complicated,

Did he see something?