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

As a result, the fall semester came like this.

"Man, I won't pay attention to you after I get you." Masami Tachibana, who switched seats with the person in front of me during the lunch break, said to me while applying sequined lip gloss to the small mirror in her hand.

"It's not what you think..." I buried my face on the table, pretending I didn't hear it.

"Wow, you two haven't yet..." Tachibana's extremely perfect false eyelashes made me dizzy, "Tsk tsk, it's easy to break up after sex-life disharmony, put this away, you will use it I can get it." She took out a mysterious thin object wrapped in a square shape from nowhere, pinched it between her fingers and stuffed it into the breast pocket of my school uniform.

I immediately put my hand between me and her, and said to her with my movements, "Don't fucking talk about it", didn't you see that the guy next to Miyaren has already boiled.

"I didn't expect Mamiya to be so innocent." Tachibana squinted and smiled at Ren Mamiya, who turned her face away from blushing, "My sister took you to a social gathering on weekends. As far as I know, your market is still good. Look at Ijuin sitting at the door, she turns her head to look at you at least three times every class."

Ren Mamiya, who was molested, kicked off the stool, stood up, and walked out of the classroom.

"Stop it," I also pulled out the laptop from the drawer, "It's a Wednesday afternoon routine, the teacher said I went to the infirmary when she asked."

On the way to the office, I took out my phone and started typing with one hand.

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｜｜｜Technical nerd concentration camp (6)

Joshua: @77@Misa hand in the report soon

77: The minister will wait for me for another 10 minutes!

Misa: 10 minutes!

Zero: Report to the minister, he fished in the department [picture]

Mrs. P: Report!She is also fishing [picture]

Joshua: I’m almost at the door. Those who read comics, watch videos or play games, please continue. Don’t stop (smile)

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Raising my hand and pushing the door open, I tilted my head and glanced at the manga in the hand behind Ueno’s back, which showed two beautiful boys embracing on the cover, and turned my head to look at the manga who hid the phone between my thighs. Little Xi Yaji, if you listen carefully, you can probably hear the background sound of The Legend of Zelda game. Saito pressed his hand on his closed laptop, obviously he didn't want me to know what he was watching.

"Noon... Good afternoon, Minister." Xiao Xi twitched the corners of his mouth and raised his head.

"Don't talk too much, you can play as you please after completing the task." I sighed and sat down on the window sill, put the computer on my lap and turned it on, "And senior Saito, you should check whether there are any bugs in the algorithm before uploading it. .”

"Ha, Dadi, you have today." Ueno laughed at him while typing on the keyboard.

"Whispering," Saito patted Ueno's head, "If you keep procrastinating, you're going to skip this afternoon's class again."

Well, why are they arguing again? It really is another new semester without any surprises.

When the class bell rang in the afternoon, I was left alone in the department. I checked all the programs to be updated. After I handed in the new report like every Wednesday before, I put down the computer and leaned against the computer. Looking at the grizzly bear doll by the window sill, he closed his eyes to catch his sleep.

Now this bear that used to replace Dai Chihiro in the group photo has become a common pillow for everyone in the department. If Senior Mukai knew about it, he would probably jump up and say that our group of people is too heartless.

Lying down a bit, I smiled self-deprecatingly, obviously I was the only one living in the past all day long.Looking at all the people walking forward, God knows what I am envious of.

In the end, I was woken up by the Imperial March. I was still not fully awake, and I fell off the window sill and fell to the ground with a loud bang, and if I heard correctly, the hidden bang just came from At my lumbar spine, I supported the ground and turned over. I put my left hand on my waist, knelt up straight up, grabbed the back of the chair with the other hand and stood up, and pressed the answer button before the ringing of the phone stopped.

"Haruka, come over to the student union office." I heard Seijuro's calm voice through the receiver.

"I'll be there in 5 minutes." As soon as I finished speaking, he hung up the phone, gritted his teeth and endured the pain, stuffed the phone into his pocket, straightened his crumpled coat, then turned around, took the computer and walked out the door.

The tingling sensation in my waist reminded me, damn it, I definitely lost my waist.

The members of the student union seem to have gotten used to my existence long ago. Reiji Mamiya and Masaki Konishi, who also joined the student union last semester, did not greet me under the threat of my eyes. They raised their hands and pushed open the door of the president's office. Putting on the lock, Seijuro's voice came from behind a pile of documents.

"The school celebration and the school festival are held at the same time. On that day, there is a school manager whom I hope Haruka will receive." He lowered his head and proofread the two documents in his hand. "I am worried about the other members of the student union."

"Let me guess, it's the fourth generation of the Danno family." I leaned on my waist and pulled out the chair to sit down, "Well, I can understand that she invested money in the school for her son, but I just don't know if the rebellious dude will Something will happen."

"That's why I want you to watch," Seijuro put down his pen and raised his head, noticing the movement of my left hand on my waist, he stood up with a slight frown and walked behind me, stroked my left hand, and pressed me slightly with the other hand The part that felt the tingling, "Why are you so careless?"

Leaning back on his body, I tilted my head and rubbed against his chest, pretending to be cute and not answering, then changed the topic to another direction: "Sometimes I feel like Daima Gonglian is raising a disobedient son .”

"Both of us?"

After hearing what he said, I immediately blushed again, and gave him a headbutt, "Hey, you know how to tease me all day long." As a result, the things in my pocket slipped out and fell to the ground—that one was marked with fruit flavor for some reason s things.

Seijuro, who was pressed against my chest by my head, resisted the pain and coughed loudly, but he looked down and saw the square object that fell on the ground. He bent down and turned the armchair I was sitting on with a chuckle. Leaning on the armrest, looking down into my eyes, I can even see the whole of myself in his eyes.

The atmosphere was just right, I leaned forward and kissed his lips, I could still see the smile slowly emerging from his eyes when I opened my eyes, then I closed my eyes, the kiss deepened gradually, I put my arms around his lips The neck, as if his breath and my body temperature have become the same.

Sometimes I also think that we may be really clingy too much, and it's not Seijuro who is clingy at all, it's me who can't do without him at all.

He supported my waist with both hands and hugged me to the desk, then put one hand down and put it on my buttocks along the hem of the pleated skirt of the school uniform. The brain stopped thinking as if it was starved of oxygen.Feeling that the person holding me also suddenly stopped moving, I opened my eyes and saw the thought in his eyes, lowered my eyes and fell silent for two seconds.

"When you're not ready, I won't..." I interrupted him by grabbing his tie, and the two of them were almost nose to nose, his breathing was so heavy that it seemed to come from my nerves Overwhelmed, but in a good sense, it means that I am fascinated by this person at this moment.

"Okay," I pressed against his ear, "I'm not afraid, if it's you."

Although the time is not right and the location is a bit strange, Seijuro and I took the last step with Tachibana Masami's unexpected assist. As for whether the so-called certain life is harmonious or not, only we know.

What the hell am I talking about.

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Before the school festival in October, Akashi was running around between the student union and the basketball club every day, while the company's affairs were also piling up every day. It's hard to say that he couldn't do what he wanted, but he was actually a little tired.Even if part of the work is taken over by Man Dao, it's just a little bit of time to catch his breath.

Fortunately, he still has Manshima, Akashi thought so more than once.

The afterglow of the evening came in from the study room with half-drawn curtains, and his short red hair became even more vivid. He looked down at the dark red velvet ring box in his hand, and it opened with a push of his thumb. Inside was Akashi's 20-year-old The ring that Zhengchen proposed to Akashi Shiori was low-key but still designed. It could be seen that it was his father's favorite style. Not long ago, the ring was resized on Mitsushima's fingers. This is the ring before his mother died of illness. What is left to him, I hope one day I can give it to the person I most want to spend the rest of my life with.

When Shiori passed away, he was only in elementary school. At that time, Akashi would never have thought that such a person would appear in his life.It would never have occurred to him that he had already seen everything in the future when he was a teenager.

In fact, of course he understood the way Man Dao looked at him, but the more he wanted to surprise her, the less he knew what to do.

"Zheng," Man Dao, who was wearing loose home clothes with his hair in a bun, pushed open the door, "If the quotation for Yagyu Pharmaceutical Group does not need to be revised, I will send an email directly."

Akashi, who has always been calm and was rarely surprised, heard her voice. He shook the ring box and rolled it to the ground. Before she could pick it up, he could only watch Mitsushima slightly raised his eyebrows, squatted down and rolled for two circled the box, and opened it in front of the two of them.

"Haruka, this is..." Akashi Seijuro actually ate a screw at such a time.

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Eh——I tilted my head and stared at the box in my hand.

I think I probably came in at the wrong time, especially when I opened the box and saw this diamond ring that was similar in design to the wedding rings of the C family's T series, Seijuro couldn't be thinking about how to give the ring to me.

Seeing his rare flustered face, I tried my best not to laugh, the young master with erratic eyes is not to mention how cute.

But Seijuro is Seijuro after all, he stood up and took the ring box in my hand, took my left hand, knelt down on one knee in front of me, raised his mouth and looked into my eyes and said: "I have thought about it a lot I have thought about how to make you happier in such a scene, but letting it happen seems more like Haruka’s character.” He took the ring with his right hand and passed it through my left middle finger, “Then, would Miss Manshima Haruka be willing? How about marrying me, Akashi Seijuro, at Manji?"

"Of course I would." The unstoppable smile seemed to wrap my whole being around me, any sense of ritual or rose petals, go to hell.

He kissed lightly on the back of my hand, then stood up and hugged my feet off the ground. The sudden feeling of being suspended in the air made me hug him back tightly with some unease, even my legs were unconsciously wrapped around his body.

"If Haruka is more proactive, he won't be able to get up early tomorrow." He gently blew in my ear.

I finally realized how bad my current posture is, and immediately stretched out my hand to push him away, but he didn't let go of me at all. I blushed and barely managed to utter a few words: "Report... the quotation cannot dragged."

Seijuro, who was reminded by me that he still had work, lowered his head and rubbed my nose, stretched his hand over the chair, sat on his lap with one hand holding me, and operated the computer with the other hand.Can an athlete like him not feel the weight? Even if I am not fat, I am definitely not as light as a piece of paper. In fact, the two of us are still too sticky.

Who would like to hug and do things together like this.

Well, I don't hate it.

Well, I like it very much, okay?

"My-oh-god-ah, at what age is someone getting married? You haven't played anything yet, so you're getting married?" I appeared in front of that woman in Tachibana wearing an engagement ring. She should have expected this reaction.

"Can you shout louder, I think the students in the next class are also very interested." I touched the ring on my middle finger and gave her a white look.

"Manshima, you won't be the Showa type who must marry for the first time, right?" Tachibana put her finger on her lips with the glitter manicure, "I let you have the courage to have sex with Akashi-kun What you should do is not to let you just follow him, although I admit that marrying such a wealthy family should be awesome, but the more wealthy you are, the harder it is for a commoner, you have to take good care of yourself and don't be bullied."

"Thank you...thank you." I replied with a wry smile.

Tachibana patted me on the shoulder, then started looking down at the phone and chatting with one of her boyfriends.

I turned my head and saw Ren Mamiya with a sad face. He quickly avoided my gaze, but after a minute, he turned back and held back for a long time before he asked, "Can I ask for leave for the club activities this Saturday?"

"I have to tell the captain about the leave, I don't have authority here," I paused, "I think Ms. Duanye should want to see your performance on the basketball court, in my opinion, you can ask him for leave It’s useless, Seijuro will only persuade you to come out and play an exhibition match.”

"Pretend I didn't say it." Ren Mamiya lay down on the table as if deflated.

"However, if you don't want to see her, I can help," I turned my pen and looked at him, "After all, I was the one who took her around the campus that day."

"I just want to remind you," the physics teacher of the first class in the afternoon opened the front door and walked in. Everyone stopped their hands and looked at the teacher. Mamiya also took out the textbook from the drawer and grabbed my arm. "That old woman was terrible, really terrible."

The author has something to say:

Ha, slam on the brakes.

I'm sorry everyone, I wrote about the car in this paragraph before, and then I rejected it myself.

Ha, yes, he proposed.

Although it was originally written for self-entertainment, I was still inexplicably disappointed that no one came to see it [cover chest