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

Akashi's family banquet is of course a big event, all the servants got busy early in the morning, Seijuro didn't tell me what I need to do today, I was brushing my teeth while thinking in a daze about how to spend the day in the room.

Hearing the knock on the door, I stretched out half of my body out of the bathroom door, and responded, "The door is unlocked, come in."

"Miss, the young master told you to change into this suit, he will wait for you downstairs."

I glanced at a skirt hanging on her arm and a pair of shoes in her hand, and nodded: "I see."

Immediately after rinsing my mouth and washing my face, I pulled up my hair, changed into my skirt and shoes, and ran downstairs. I had just walked two steps and found Akashi Seishomi standing at the door, and immediately slowed down and walked down calmly step by step.

Is the pair of shoes that the **** Seijuro chose for me too hard, and my feet hurt so much.

"Seijuro." I greeted him standing by the stairs.

He looked up at me and said, "Let's go." Then he grabbed my arm and took his arm and walked towards the door, "Father, then Haruka and I are leaving, and we will be back for the banquet in the afternoon."

Akashi Masomi glanced at the two of us, didn't say anything, and continued to explain things to the Miyagi steward.

I got in the car and looked at Akashi, and asked, "Where are we going?"

"There are still some things to do before going to the pre-noon party of the heirs." He said calmly.

"No, I have a dime relationship with you rich people gathering." I don't want to chat with this group of rich second generations who don't know where they came from. It is already very difficult to deal with one person, but I have to deal with a group of people.

"You will also deal with them in the future, if you will become my right-hand man." Seijuro asked the driver to stop at the door of a shop that clearly stated that it was closed for the New Year, "I asked you to get a haircut yesterday. Are you really lazy at home?" Let's go out." He took my hand and pushed the door open, "Please move quickly, we are in a hurry."

A group of people swarmed up and pushed me on the chair, "Hey, Seijuro, why did my hair bother you? Isn't it just a little long and messy!"

"Quiet." He looked at me and said to those people, "Just keep this length." Then he sat on the sofa beside him.

They removed the ribbon I used to tie my hair, cut it here and trimmed it there, and someone used all kinds of makeup brushes to sweep my face. The last time I put on makeup was because I was helping to prepare for a banquet at Ximen’s house. That guy Simon tried his best to do the styling.

I don't know how long it took, but I almost fell asleep anyway. When I woke up, I looked at myself in the mirror. I had braided hair on both sides, and the back hair was draped over my back. It looked more curly than mine. It's even more tidy.They didn't put on heavy eye makeup for me, just a little bit of earth color at the end of the eye to deepen the outline. As for the lips, because my lips are very red, I probably put on a layer of transparent lip gloss .

"Seijuro, all right, let's go." I patted his shoulder as he sat on the sofa reading a book with his head bowed.

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She was beautiful, Akashi felt that way again.

The beige dress she chose matched her long flaxen hair very well, and she was covered with a smoky blue cashmere coat, which made her look very gentle.When she blinked and looked at herself, the look in her eyes seemed to be shining.

Akashi stood up, and Mitsushima naturally took his arm. The 15-year-old Akashi Seijuro swore that at this moment he really saw his future self and her about to spend a lifetime together.

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Looking at the battle of the luncheon, I sighed.

The row on the table just now is full of limited-edition millefeuilles that can only be bought for two even if one person makes an appointment, not to mention these I can only see piles of Japanese yen instead of non-alcoholic champagne.

Having been devastated by the elite education of the Akashi family, even though I am not interested in all kinds of luxury goods, I still write them down as homework. I know what's new in the season and what the wind vane is, including tobacco and alcohol. Even cars and watches I have to remember, after all, people who will deal with in the future like these things.

So I said I hate rich people.

It's not uncommon for Seijuro to be a middle school student, but there are also young people in their twenties like Ximen Sojiro. I stood next to him and couldn't get in the way, just smiling quietly.Although there are many people who bring their companions, they are all fiancées and fiancés. People like me are rare in the world.

"You don't have to deal with this kind of thing every year, do you?" I asked him in a low voice.

"Large gatherings are only once a year, but a few familiar families also hold some small parties, all for networking, which is normal." He turned his head and talked to me.

"No wonder you asked me to write down names two days ago. I thought it would be enough for me to know the general situation of these consortiums." I sighed.

Japan's three major chaebols, Atobe, Akashi and Domyoji, are headed by Atobe and Akashi, and are divided into two factions. The Ximen family of the tea ceremony family is related to Akashi, while the kendo family of the Sanada family is related to the trace department. The Domyoji family's industries are mostly concentrated in the United States. Neutral, the rest of the top row is the owner of Narita Hospital who has a good relationship with the Atobe family, and the Yagyu Pharmaceutical Group, which has cooperated with the Akashi Foundation for many years, etc. In short, the relationship between these rich people is very complicated. .

Seijuro has been chatting with Yagyu Hiroshi about some boring things, I lightly stroked my stomach, leaned into his ear and said, "I'm so hungry, I'll go get something to eat, and I'll come to you in a while." I clapped I patted his arm, then nodded slightly to Liu Sheng, then turned and walked towards the Thousand-story Pagoda that I had been staring at for a long time.

When I was sitting at a table on one side and feasting, I felt someone's gaze. I looked up. The blond hair with winking eyes and moles of tears, he was Keigo Atobe, I remembered.One year higher than Seijuro, he is from Hyotei Academy. Standing next to him should be Nanao Ota, the granddaughter of the former Minister of Labor and Welfare. The news of Atobe's engagement to her was basically heard by everyone last month. Already know.

In the entanglement between whether to say hello and how to say hello, I put down the fork and wiped my mouth. As soon as I stood up, Seijuro came to my side.I took his arm and walked towards the Atobu with him.

"This is the first time I saw you bring a girlfriend, Ah Zheng." The corner of Atobu's mouth curled up and looked at me, "Girlfriend? Or fiancee?"

"She is a very good partner of mine. Brother Atobe, please be careful with your words." Sure enough, he introduced me as his partner very seriously.

"Nice to meet you, Atobe-kun, I'm Haruka Manshima." I smiled at him decently.

The two of them seem to have been fighting since they were young. Fortunately, Keigo Atobe is from the tennis club. Otherwise, they would probably continue to fight even in club activities, but it is not surprising. Their fathers did not like each other, let alone their sons. .

The luncheon was finally over, and Seijuro had something to tell Ximen, so I went to the door to wait for the car. Wearing leather shoes was really uncomfortable. Seeing that there was no one around, I bent one leg and half leaned on the pillar by the door.

Sitting in the car, he took out a Band-Aid from a box on the side, then bent down to take off my shoes, and said, "If you feel uncomfortable, you should say it from the beginning."

"New shoes are always like this." My face flushed again, why is this person always being so nice to me.

"It's a little bit better this way. Father will definitely not let you attend the family banquet," he straightened up. "When I officially enter the Akashi Foundation, I don't have to hide you all the time."

"Can you think about your own wording, I was adopted by the Akashi family, not by you." I can't hear him anymore.

"From the original nature, there is not much difference between the two." He refuted me confidently.

"I shouldn't expect you to say anything good," I held my forehead and sighed, "Also, I did maintenance on the security system last night and programmed new ones, at least until I found a new partner company I can barely handle it. By the way, Seijurou, can I make a request?"

"What's wrong?" He turned to look at me.

"I want to change to a computer with a higher configuration. It is too difficult to run the security system on the current one." I said.

"It's no problem to change the computer, but aren't you ready to contact a new security company?"

I knew rich people wouldn't say no.

"I also mentioned in the plan I wrote to Mr. Akashi that I still hope that the maintenance of the system will be done by me. The old company cannot be trusted, and the new company is even harder to say. My ability is still trustworthy on this point, anyway. It’s much better than that group of idiot programmers who don’t know what they’re doing. A dozen people built a system, and I quietly destroyed it in 10 minutes. Don’t you think it’s stupid.” I curled my lips.

He patted my head: "You really look different in front of me and in front of my father."

"Who told me that my real benefactor father is the master, not you, the young master." I chuckled softly.

This new year has passed without incident. Akashi Seishomi went to Europe again just after the holiday. This time, he may stay for a few months at once. At last, the feeling of oppression at home is less, and I don’t have to worry about when to wear pajamas At home, Akira would be looked at from head to toe with disgust by him.

The weather gradually warmed up, and the short third semester of the second year of secondary school began like this.

Shortly after the start of school, Miyagi Butler replaced Mr. Akashi to sign the contract with the new security company, and I also went with him, because I didn’t want the previous situation to happen again, so I investigated all the people who worked with us in advance, sir Sure enough, I agreed to the condition that I lead the system maintenance, and the other party also looked at the face of the Akashi Foundation and let me join their system. In fact, I thought that even if I was not allowed to join, I could hack in by myself.

Seijuro passed the general election of the student council, and became the president of the student council without accident. People around him felt that he had become a little more dignified, but the change that happened to him last year has not disappeared.Although his attitude towards me has never changed, I can still feel that something is different.

After school this day, I had to go home early to discuss with the security company about the transfer of the painting in the side hall to a private art museum under the Akashi Foundation for exhibition, so I didn't go with him who was training.

Passing through the alley that I usually walk, I heard hurried footsteps behind me. The number of people is obviously quite considerable, but now is the peak time after school, who would choose to seek revenge and fight at this time.

Moreover, the old lady has already washed her hands in the golden basin, okay?

"It's her, fuck me!" Hearing this sound, someone wanted to hit me on the head with a stick.

I flick my head to the left, dodging the attack.I am not the person I used to be now, I will cause trouble for the Akashi family if I do anything casually, here is the street, and I can't help the students passing by to stop taking pictures with their mobile phones, I keep avoiding but never fight back .

If we meet in a dead end, it won't be a problem for me to strike. These people must be sure that I won't strike in public.

It's fucking terrible, with just a few of them, I can beat them away in two or three strokes!

I took the right time to pass between them, and then quickly jumped on the bus at the door. Although I don’t know where the bus is going, it’s always good to get on the bus first and avoid it. After two stops, I When I saw the platform at the entrance of the subway station, I got off the car, walked around a lot, and finally arrived at Akashi's mansion before the person in charge came.

I gasped, the fucking house is too big, it's so far from the door to the villa.

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Akashi saw a video of her appearing on the school's forum, and Haruka Manshima's impulsive personality didn't do anything at all. She promised herself that she would never fight in the future, and she really didn't fight again.

Anyway, you should protect yourself a little bit.

When she returned home after the training, her door was not closed. Akashi stood at the door and saw her sitting cross-legged on the bed typing the code seriously. The servant stood at the door with dinner. He raised his hand to signal not to speak, and He took the plate and walked in.

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I heard the sound of the plate being placed on the table, and said without looking up, "Put it there, I'll eat it right away." Feeling that the atmosphere was not right, I looked up and saw Seijuro sitting on the carpet I casually read a book of Baudelaire that I put on the low table.

"You're back," I closed my notebook and walked over, "I just finished the system in the side hall, have you eaten?" After stretching my body, I sat down opposite him.

"Training is late today, so I ate lunch at school." He put down his book, "You should still walk with me after school."

"Huh?" I swallowed a mouthful of food and blinked at him, "You know, I really don't know where those people come from. I've been clean and tidy all year, and I don't even have the chance to wander the streets. How can I get along with him? I'm also annoyed when people make enemies."

God knows who thought I was upset and hired someone to beat me.

"That's why I want you to go with me." It may be my illusion, but a bit of hatred can be seen in his golden-orange pupils. "Not fighting doesn't mean that those people will hurt you."

"I see..." I bowed my head in agreement.

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The setting of the chaebol comes from my own random imagination, and Atobe adopts the image of comic blonde hair