[Black Basket] The legendary woman who was taken care of by Akashi

Wait a moment?Where is it coming from here?

I woke up in the middle of the night, and I went out to get a glass of water. After drinking the water in a daze, I didn’t know where I went. All the rooms here became the same at night.

I hold the cross around my neck, damn it, God won't show me the way.

Standing in place, I began to recall the pictures I drew during the day, and when I was fascinated, there was a sound of footsteps upstairs, but I was still thinking about the location of the room and didn't care.

"Why don't you go to bed so late?" Akashi's clear and penetrating boyish voice.

I turned around and saw him in a beige sweater and plaid pajamas holding a pile of documents.

"Come out to drink water, and then..." I really don't want to admit that I can't find my way back.

"Here." He smiled and opened the door closest to me.

I can't wait to find a hole in the ground and get in. He watched me lie down, came over to help me tuck the quilt up, and when he was about to raise his hand to turn off the light, I immediately called out: "Open...turn it on."

Akashi still turned off the light, but he didn't leave, but sat beside my bed: "Sleeping with the light on is not good for your health, I'll be right here, and I'll leave when you fall asleep."

On weekdays, the dormitories of the orphanage don’t turn off the lights very much, because there are many children, and there are many people who are scared at night. The girl in the dormitory and I always have to turn on the lamp to fall asleep.I'm not afraid of the dark, but I hate the quiet feeling brought by the dark.It reminds me of that trash man lying motionless on the ground, and that woman's silent but heart-piercing cry.

Yes, I will be afraid.

I curled up under the quilt, and I only occupied a corner of a big bed. He stretched out his hand and stroked my hair gently. opened.There was no light in the room, but I didn't feel suffocated.

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She is much softer than she looks, but she is much more bearable than imagined.

Akashi knew it from the start.

In the management course at night, she was not afraid of foreign professors she had never met before. She would answer the questions raised by the professor no matter how difficult or easy. What the course looks like.The recorded notes are clear, comprehensive and very efficient.

Maybe she picked her, but she's also clearly trying to take the chance.

Only those who want to climb up have the value of saving.

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"So you usually go to school by subway." Seeing him skillfully swiping his card and entering the station, I said.

"It's too ostentatious for middle school students to pick up and drop off like this." He stood next to me and looked at the arrival time of the new bus.

"I think it will be more ostentatious if you show up at the school gate with me at the same time." I pointed to myself and then to him, "The famous gangster and Mr. Perfect, this is too much of a mix, okay?"

"I don't care. As for how you behave in and out of school in the future, you'd better think twice," the subway entered, he grabbed my wrist and walked up, "I won't disclose your identity, but you are already People from the Akashi family."

"Some things I have to clarify. I fight because they came to me. I have never provoked anyone, but I can promise you that I will never fight again," I gently shook his hand away, " As for this identity, it will be more troublesome for you if it is made public.”

"If necessary, I will declare that we are in a relationship, so that there will be no trouble." Akashi said nonsense that I almost rolled my eyes.

It is better not to have this necessity for the rest of my life.

"Mobile." He held out his hand to me.

"What?" I took out my phone from my skirt pocket and handed it to him.

"This is my number, as well as Miyagi Butler's, I will enter it for you first." Akashi said, "As long as I call you, no matter when and where, it is best to answer the phone within three rings. "

"..." Am I a slave?

"Also, why are you still dressed like this after all the clothes are ironed?" He straightened the tie around my neck and pulled the hem of my clothes, "Don't let me see it again, otherwise I'd better enroll you in a full set of etiquette lessons."

"Understood, Master Akashi." I deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the last two words.

"Since you recognize me as the young master, then obey me." He was quite calm.

It really takes courage to appear on the way to school with him at the same time. He is a favorite of heaven and all the girls are paying attention to him, let alone standing next to someone like me who is known to be bad.The graffiti on the gate has been completely cleaned up, and the bulletin board has returned to its original appearance. If I didn't know what happened yesterday, I would feel that everything is the same as before.

"Why is she walking with Akashi-kun?"

"Why is Akashi-san still smiling and chatting with her?"

"Isn't she that Haruka Mitsushima who fought with a foreign school?"

……

In short, he listened to a lot of nonsense along the way. After he went to the basketball club for early training, he became a little quieter.I opened the classroom door and sat down. Fortunately, it was not the peak time for school, otherwise I might be drowned in saliva.

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Before the morning training is over, the whole school has already spread that the legendary perfect Mr. Seijuro Akashi, who has never been with a girl, went to school with Haruka Manshima today.

"Little Akashi, you...how did you come here with Manshima?" Kise ran to Akashi with the ball in his arms.

"Because we went the same way." Akashi replied.

"But I saw her on Yamate Online last time, so I should be on a different path from Akashi." Kise continued to ask recklessly.

"You seem to be short of [-] groups in your morning training share today." Akashi calmly drove him to training.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm going right away!" He ran away in a hurry.

It's not a problem to go to school together once, but in the next few days during the lunch break, someone would catch them having dinner together in the student union office, studying together, and even waiting for Akashi to walk with Akashi at the entrance of the basketball hall after school.

This is almost telling everyone something that no one dares to say.

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: So why do you want me to wait for you at the entrance of the basketball hall? Fuck!

I sent a text message over.

Maybe it's my illusion, I really feel that people are looking at me no matter whether it's inside or outside the basketball hall, I usually don't appear in this area of ​​the school at all, I just leave after class, recently For a few days, Akashi asked me to stay in the classroom to make up management courses, and then wait for him at the entrance of the basketball hall after his training.Every time, I was asked to arrive 10 minutes earlier, as if deliberately wanting everyone to see me.

: With so many pairs of eyes looking at you for me, you won't go to other places at will.

How the hell did he know I always wanted to go to the gym.

I turned off the phone and watched a group of people with colored hair come out, including Momoi Mayzuki, the most popular girl in our grade.

She used to come to the class to look for Ziyuan, and I met her several times.

"Hey—Yao Niu is waiting for Chi Zai here again." Zi Yuan's voice was so recognizable.

"There is indeed something wrong with you two." A tall dark-skinned boy tilted his head and looked at me.

"Ah... am I still losing to Akashi in charm?" What kind of heartthrob does Kise think of himself?

The green hair just pushed his glasses, then looked at me unhappily, what's the matter, do you still remember the last time you played chess?

I frowned, not knowing whether I should speak or turn around and walk away.Akashi walked up to me, turned to his teammates and said, "Then everyone, let's go first."

I quickly nodded and greeted them, and then walked out with Akashi.Although there is no need to explain this situation, but they have been completely bumped into by teammates, and if they respond with silence, wouldn't they completely acquiesce in their inner guesses?

God, what did I do wrong.

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"How much do you think Manshima-san is Akashi-kun's girlfriend?" Momoi said with a gossip smile.

"One hundred!" Murasakihara, who usually never intervenes in such matters, replied suddenly.

"That's right, Xiaozi is at Mandao's deskmate, did you find out something?" Momoi continued to ask, and several people gathered around to listen with interest.

"Because... Haruka will be called Akazai Seijuro..." Ziyuan heard Mandao lying on the table more than once, saying that Seijuro was going to die, and Seijuro was crazy.

"What, you can even call Akashi by his name?" Kise held his head.

"Actually," Heizi said suddenly, "haven't you noticed that the scents on their school uniforms are the same?"

"Fuck, Akashi is fast enough." Aomine frowned and said with a smile.

Midorima also found that Akashi has always been in a good mood during training recently, and his sense of the ball has become more sensitive.

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After a while, I felt that everyone seemed to have accepted a certain reality, and rarely looked at me with strange eyes, but instead, they were replaced by hostile eyes from various girls.

Damn, what did they misunderstand?

The summer vacation is about to start, it's great not to have to go to school, but I still have to go to a one-week competition camp with this young master. He obviously still has a national basketball competition to prepare for, so why should he take part in this insignificant competition again.

"There is a typo here." Akashi pointed to a verb conjugation in my German composition.

"Ah, I wasn't careful." I immediately circled it to correct it, and glanced at the clock on the wall. Today's class is finally over again. I don't know how to arrange these elite (weird) heroes (things) after the two-day holiday begins. ) of course.

We usually study in a large study room with a projection. Basically, each class has a separate teacher to come to the class. After the end, I will go back to the room directly. Sometimes he will continue to sit, or go to the basketball court to play. The ball will rest after a while.

I opened the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room and stood on the balcony watching him play. His red hair seemed to be glowing under the spotlights of the basketball court. It seemed that I gradually got used to this kind of life.

I haven't punched for a long time, and I feel that my hands and feet are a little stiff. I don't know if I can still punch like before.Thinking about it this way, I always feel that I can't let my body be wasted all the time.Simply lie on the ground and do push-ups.

"It seems that you have a lot of energy to vent."

When did this guy show up in my room? Fuck!

I quickly stood up, twisted my neck, and said awkwardly: "It's been abandoned for almost half a month, and if this continues, I will become stiff."

He had a white towel hanging around his neck, his face was a little red because he had just finished exercising, and there was sweat on his forehead. He looked at me and suddenly laughed: "If you can pass the father's test in two weeks, I will consider it. Add a sandbag to your room."

"Really?" I wanted to punch so badly, "No, what's the matter?" If his father was as scary as he showed, my half glass of water was obviously not enough.

"It won't be difficult. Of course, the first thing you need is that you have to be a polite and thoughtful woman. My father hates rude people very much." He said.

Well, this won't be too difficult, and it's not impossible for me to do it.

"Secondly, prove that you can indeed assist me."

ha?I looked up at him, how the hell can this be proved.

"Recently, the Akashi Consortium is engaged in a takeover battle with the Atobe Group. If there is no accident, father should ask you questions about this, and how well you know me." Akashi wiped his forehead with a towel, "Come on My room, I have all the data ready."

He said and closed the door of my room.

I froze for a moment before following out, and then opened the door next door.

Yes, I live in the room next to his.

Every time we go back to the room after class, we all leave at the door, and sometimes he will directly enter my room like this, but I still don’t know what his room looks like.

excuse me.I whispered it in my mind.

There is the sound of the shower in the bathroom inside. He is probably taking a shower. His home furnishings are very similar to those in my room, but there is an extra cabinet for trophies and medals, as well as a wide and taller bookshelf and a pile of books that I don’t know at all. Did he read the book.

Emperor... What is the study of emperors?

I pulled the chair off his desk and sat down. Sure enough, the table was covered with data marked with words such as Akashi’s family history, as well as the latest analysis of their takeover battle, plus Seijuro’s own personal information, but this is too fucking In detail, do you want me to write down his waistline?

I looked up and saw a single photo of a young woman in her thirties in the corner. She had crooked eyebrows and a warm smile. Is this his sister?No, he is the only child. I looked down and saw the mother column on his personal information, which said Akashi Shiori, and the deceased was marked in parentheses, who died when he was in elementary school.

No wonder this man has such a weird personality.

"If you don't understand something, you can ask me." He spoke abruptly behind me again.

"I'll ask, I'm not an idiot." I turned my head and saw him topless, with only a bath towel around his waist. I felt smoke coming out of my head and shouted loudly: "You You... you, put on your clothes, shit!"

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