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

The autumn semester is coming to an end, because I am always busy with the classes arranged by Seijuro, I have no time to pay attention to what is going on around him. As his future assistant, this is very remiss, and I have no time on weekends to catch up with the end of the tea ceremony class. Down, I decided to accompany him to train.

"Seijuro—" I opened his door.

I should have gotten up earlier than he usually did, why was there no one there, I closed the door with my mouth puffed up, and when I turned around, I saw him sweating profusely after the morning run.

"Is there anything Haruka wants to do today, wake up so early?" he asked.

"Well, I finally have a free day, and I want to watch your training." I laughed.

"Then go and have breakfast first, we'll go together right away." He patted my head.

He is a little taller than before recently. He used to be the same height as me, but now he is slightly taller than me. I am eating bread and looking at the garden outside from the French windows of the restaurant. It is time for this kind of depression recently.

This time I didn't bring a book, but I just stared at Seijuro who was practicing on the court very seriously. Although it was just a little feeling, they seemed not as happy as before, and the atmosphere of training became very dull.

I don't know if this is normal.

Towards the end, Ziyuan seemed to have said something to him, and the two of them seemed to be on edge, and they were considering whether to go up to stop it, but the others had already stepped aside to make room for them.

"Momoi-san, what are they going to do?" I walked up and asked.

"Hmm... Akashi-kun and Xiaozi want 1on1, I've never seen them play alone." The expression on Momoi's face was not happy.

I don't know how to play, but at least I can see that the two-meter Murasakihara is restraining Seijuro. I can't imagine whether he will lose. When I was worried, the boy who looked like a giant fell under the basket all of a sudden. Sitting down, I looked at Seijuro's expression, he changed into someone I didn't recognize.

That person is not Seijuro.

When the duel was over, he turned around and went into the locker room, changed his clothes, took out his bag, and then walked towards me. I looked up at him, but unconsciously clenched my fists nervously.

"Haruka, let's go home."

It's the exact same words, but he's not Seijuro.

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I, Akashi Seijuro, are absolute, and losing is impossible.

When Akashi was restrained again and again by Murasakihara under the basket, the sleeping person in his heart woke up and whispered in his ear.

I can't lose.

After his mother passed away, he was under a lot of pressure and knew from the very beginning that there were two of him, and that person would emerge when he was in a desperate situation.In short, as long as victory is guaranteed, the two selves will not have any problems.

Obviously smiling at her as usual, why is she scared today, Akashi reached out to touch her head, but Manshima suddenly avoided, she was afraid of him, why, he is still Akashi Seijuro ah.

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"Seijuro..." I was speechless for a moment when I saw his eyes that suddenly turned into a different color, and one of those eyes that looked like transparent rubies turned golden orange, "Are you okay?"

"What's wrong, Haruka?" He asked me what was wrong instead.

"No, I'm hungry." I turned my head guiltily.

"Then tell the kitchen to prepare dinner in advance." He lowered his head and took out his mobile phone to send a message to Miyagi Butler.

In fact, his attitude towards me has not changed much, except that he no longer shows a warm smile like before, but he is still very gentle to me.But sometimes I always feel that there is something different about him. It may be that the eyes looking at me have become a little sharp, and I feel very uncomfortable.

The first winter spent at Akashi’s house is here. At the end of the year, he needs to go to various annual meetings and banquets with his father. After all, I am a non-staff member of their family. If a person is sitting in the room with a blanket for the New Year’s Eve It will be cooler than before.The New Year in the orphanage is very lively, because there are many children, and the church does not want the children to be neglected, and will hold many activities. From the week before Christmas, Mary and other nuns will start to prepare.

Seeing the date on the phone, I suddenly realized that today is December [-]th, Seijuro's birthday.

Ah, nothing is prepared.

In other words, preparing everything looks useless.

Just sitting on the bed in a daze like this, it was close to the early morning when I heard the sound of the door opening, and there was only a sound of young master, so I didn't hear the word master. It seems that Mr. Akashi has not come back.Probably seeing that the light in my room was still on, he knocked on the door twice.

"Yeah." I replied.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" Seijuro looked handsome in a black suit and tie.

"After a while, it's time." I looked up at him.

While loosening his tie, he walked to my bed and sat down, took out a small box from his pocket, glanced at the clock on the wall just past zero, and said, "Haruka, happy birthday."

Yes, the 21st is my birthday.

I don’t know which tendon was wrong, tears came out of my eyes, and I burst into tears. I have never had the habit of celebrating my birthday, and no one will remember my birthday. He is obviously the one who picked me up. I almost forgot my birthday, and he even gave me a present.

"Are you unhappy today?" He gently stroked my back.

"No...no, this is the first time I have received a birthday present." I cried, "Besides, I even forgot Seijuro's birthday..." Tears flowed out again.

"Just remember yours, don't cry, I'll put it on for you." He opened the box and took out a necklace with a transparent champagne-colored round pendant, the color of which was very similar to my eyes.

I lifted my hair and took off the cross around my neck. His hands were also a little cold, and when they touched my neck, I shivered.Turning around, he reached out and wiped the tears on my face. Looking at his calm face, I wanted to cry again.

I'm probably the only one who wants to cry because someone is too kind to me.

With a bang, I threw myself into his arms, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and couldn't stop crying.He probably laughed, then hugged me back and patted my back gently.He smelled of all kinds of perfume left over from the banquet, but still had a reassuring smell.

I might want to depend on him more than I thought.

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Akashi couldn't help laughing when he saw her getting into his arms like a cat. He expected that she might be moved, but he didn't expect that she, who had never shed tears, would cry like this.

He thinks this is very good, at least Mandao Haruka's vulnerability is only in front of him.

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"Can I go out to play tomorrow's New Year's Eve?" I closed the textbook in my hand and looked up to ask him who was showing me the French test questions.

"If it's just you, no." He refused me decisively.

"Please, ordinary people can't hurt me. It's super unfair that you go out to the party and I'm in a daze in the room." I lay down and looked at him.

"No," he pushed the test questions back in front of me, "I made more mistakes than yesterday, have you read the book carefully?"

"..." I pursed my lips and lowered my head and began to read the wrong question. I really am just a slave of their family, I know.

On New Year's Eve, I felt that the whole world was very lively except here. I turned on the huge projection in the living room downstairs, and sat cross-legged on the sofa alone to watch red and white. Obedient TV is much better.Butler Miyagi and others were busy with Akashi's family banquet on the second day of the new year, so they didn't have time to pay attention to me.

I punched and read books during the day and played in the snow in the yard for a long time. I am actually quite tired, but I still want to stay awake and wait for the arrival of the New Year.In a daze, I saw a black shadow flashing by the window outside, and I walked over to take a look. The window in the corner was opened, and there were footprints on the ground.

Someone came in, but why didn't the siren go off.

I dare not leave the living room, for fear of running into this person head-on.The cell phone is in the room upstairs, and even the butler Miyagi couldn't hear me shouting from here.Frowning and thinking for a while, I followed the man's footprints up.

This direction is the side hall, I probably understand why someone came.Some time ago, Mr. Akashi just took a painting back from Paris. I did some research and found that it is very, very valuable.But logically speaking, only a few people in the family should know about it, and there are people from the company that does security work.

To be able to enter the house without touching the alarm is obviously self-inflicted stealing.

Head-to-head encounters are prone to accidents, and Mr. Akashi's paintings will also have problems. I took advantage of his inattention and turned around and slipped upstairs, turned on the computer in the room, and connected to the security system of Akashi's mansion.Usually everything at home is handed over to professional security personnel. In order to test my level and also want to know how reliable they are, I secretly hacked into the program.

He seemed to think he had turned off the camera, and I looked at the man trying to unlock it on the screen.

Well, it's not that easy if I'm here.

I pressed the speakerphone on my phone and dialed the internal number of Miyagi Butler.

"Miss, what can you tell me?"

"You ask people not to go to the side hall for the time being, and inform the Sato police department to wait at the gate of Akashi's house. Don't disturb anyone. It's not good if anything happens to Akashi's house during the New Year."

"Yes, miss."

When I was talking, I rewrote the code lock program. No matter how hard he tries, he should not be able to open the picture frame. The scroll on his back should be a fake instead. How much I want this picture Painting, in case he destroys the painting, I can't simply lock the door, it's better to catch him now.

After a while, I asked him to unlock the lock on purpose, and saw that the person on the screen took the painting down and rolled it into his scroll. The Miyagi housekeeper also sent a message saying that Sato was already waiting at the gate, so I asked him to put the painting in his scroll. The phone was transferred to me, and I spoke into the speakerphone: "Police Sato, the prisoner is now walking towards the window in the northeast corner of the house. You have someone capture him directly under the window sill. I have restored the cut-off light over there." gone."

"Understood."

"Also, please don't let anyone destroy the painting on his back, thank you very much."

I saw from CCTV that this person was handcuffed, and at the same time, I copied the video I just took as evidence into a CD, and went downstairs with the computer in my arms.

"It's really troublesome for you to arrive in time at this time of the New Year," I handed him the CD, "This is the CCTV video just now, which captured his face and the whole process of committing the crime. Please handle this in a low-key manner." The Akashi family doesn't want to stir up trouble."

"We will definitely take care of Mr. Akashi's business." Sato seemed surprised that I was a middle school student who just talked to him, "Then we will close the team."

"Thank you very much." I bowed slightly, and handed the scroll to the butler Miyagi, "Find someone to restore the painting as soon as possible, there are broken windows and footprints on the ground, nothing will happen until the Akashi family banquet starts tomorrow can go out."

"Yes, miss." Miyagi waved his hand and let people go to the side hall.

I continued to sit back on the sofa, turned on the laptop and looked at the time, and there were only two hours left before the new year.

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The housekeeper of Miyagi quickly reported the matter to Akashi Seishin's office, and the important matter of almost being stolen from the family's famous painting was actually solved by this little girl.At the same time, he also received the news of the prisoner's arrest from the Sato Police Department. As soon as the dinner was over, he went back to the mansion by car.

As soon as he came back, he saw Haruka Mandao sitting on the sofa watching TV like a normal person. Just as he was about to speak, the girl stood up and saluted him. She looked rude in home clothes, but she didn't care. Disgusting.

"Mr. Akashi, you are back." She said to herself very politely, "Master Seijuro." She turned to the side and bowed slightly to Akashi Seijuro, "Tonight's matter has been resolved, this is the follow-up Things that need to be dealt with.”

Akashi Seitomi walked to the sofa and sat down. Behind him, Akashi Seijuro sat next to Manshima. She bent down and took out her computer, clicked the button twice, and a person's profile page appeared on the projection screen , She calmly began to say: "The person who broke into Akashi's house was a staff member who came in with the security company to install the system last time. He has no background, but his daughter is seriously ill, his wife is a bad gambler, and he owes a lot of debts. , so he came to steal the painting, and the fake he found was just a printed color photo."

She clicked the page twice to switch to the homepage of the security system, and continued: "Akashi's parents have been cooperating with this security company for a long time. It's abrupt, but it's been a full month since I hacked into the system, and they still haven't issued any report, which is enough to prove that I shouldn't renew the contract with them. I found two other emerging companies, and I haven't discussed them in detail yet. I have briefly outlined the proposal Make a list, I hope you can refer to it.”

"Since you know the relationship between this company and the Akashi family, you still think so decisively of terminating the contract, don't you think highly of yourself?" Akashi Seishomi asked back.

"That's why I didn't deal with this matter publicly. The Akashi family is a big family. I don't think it's worth taking a risk for favors. This time, I came here to steal paintings for money. I don't know if I come to kill myself next time. I'm the only one at home today, it doesn't matter whether I was injured or lost my life, if it was Mr Akashi or Master Seijuro, the situation would not be so simple." She was calm from beginning to end.

"You handled this matter very well," he stood up, "as a member of the Akashi family, you should do this." Akashi Seishomi turned and walked up the stairs.

Manshima looked at his back and sat without saying a word. Akashi Seijuro patted her head, "You worked hard today." When he heard about this, the first thing he worried about was whether she would grab her with her bare hands. The gangster, but later found that the girl in front of him knew how to deal with it in a better way.

"It's a small matter." She looked at herself and laughed.

Akashi felt more and more that she was a trustworthy person.