[Comprehensive] The bloody case caused by the Akashi family

The moon and stars are sparse, and the night is as thick as ink that cannot be melted.

Sitting in the car, even if Yajima Yajima didn't look at the time, but glanced at the night sky outside through the car window, she knew it was getting late.

Akashi next to him glanced at his watch and said, "The restaurant we booked is already closed."

Why did she feel so guilty all of a sudden?Hearing what Akashi said, he tilted his head slightly and subconsciously avoided his sight, "Well, I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize to me." Akashi said after closing the car window.

In fact, if you want to go there now, you can still eat the meal he ordered, but you have to ask the restaurant owner to open the door, and the restaurant chef has to work overtime to cook for them. When the boss called to ask about closing time, he obviously said that you would close the restaurant. good.Because she must not like having the entire restaurant staff waiting for the two of them to pass by.

But Akashi thought for a while, and decided to ask for her opinion: "If you want to go to that restaurant, you can call the boss to open the door."

Yajima Misha shook her head, "Maybe they are all asleep, so don't bother others." She looked at the time and suddenly thought of something else, "Let's find a noodle restaurant to eat noodles, or buy some ingredients to make a bowl for yourself "Compared with high-end cuisine, she feels that eating a bowl of ramen on her birthday seems more like a birthday.

Akashi was silent for a moment, then turned the car key.

Yajima Yajima immediately fastened her seat belt and asked, "Which noodle shop shall we go to?"

"To buy ingredients." He replied.

I went to a chain supermarket nearby, and there were quite a lot of people in the supermarket at night.

They wheeled a shopping cart around the vegetable section.

Although the vegetables were not as fresh as the ones in the morning, they looked pretty good. Yajima Misha picked out a few fresh vegetables to serve as side dishes, and planned to get a small bag of flour from another shelf.Akashi held the handle of the shopping cart without moving, but bent slightly, and picked several more items into the cart.

"Akashi-kun, there is no need for so many side dishes in ramen." She looked at the shopping cart and reminded.

Akashi nodded and said, "For cooking."

She was stunned, "Cooking...I do?" She thought for a while, her cooking skills seemed to be limited to making some pasta, fried rice or cooking quick-frozen dumplings to fill her stomach.

"I'll do it." Akashi glanced at her, pushed the shopping cart and prepared to leave from the vegetable section.

He pushed the cart to the seafood section again, and he put all kinds of seafood into the cart without blinking his eyes.

Yajima Misha asked: "Will you cook for me?"

Akashi put a few big fat crabs packed in bags into the shopping cart, and just asked, "Don't you like it?"

Mixia shook her head, feeling a little flattered in her heart, so she imagined how he was cooking, but she couldn't imagine it, she smiled and said: "I like it, but it's hard to imagine you wearing an apron and cutting in the kitchen." The appearance of the dishes."

Yajima Yajima had never seen Akashi cook before, and he didn't need to cook by himself, delicacies and high-end dishes were prepared for him.Maybe before he got up in the morning, breakfast was already set on the dining table, and she couldn't help but think of the sumptuous breakfast she had at his house last time.

They look gorgeous and taste delicious, but they don't seem to eat much.

"Well, as long as you like it." He said, and at this time the seafood was almost picked.

Akashi had already pushed the cart forward, and Yajima Yajima stood there staring at her back for a while before quickly catching up.

When picking fruit at the end, Mixia saw Keiko Morikawa in the women's products section. She was shopping alone in the supermarket with a shopping basket in her hand.Her eyes happened to look over by chance, and she seemed to be taken aback.Akashi turned his back to that side and didn't see it. Mika Yajima thought about whether to say hello, but somehow he didn't want to talk to him.

At this moment, Keiko Morikawa glared at her, turned around and walked to another shelf.

Yajima Mixia felt that Keiko Morikawa might have misunderstood something, but what did Keiko Morikawa think?

They were not familiar with each other.

After checkout, things filled a big bag.When passing by the cake shop, I went to pick up the cake I ordered before. It was double-layered and super big. Yajima Misha felt that the two of them would not be able to finish it.

"You can take it and share it with colleagues." Akashi had already thought of a solution for her.

Mi Xia held the oversized cake he ordered and put it on the back seat, and suddenly realized that the shopkeeper might be too busy and forgot to put candles or something.

Akashi turned his head, looked at it and said, "It's okay, we have it at home, let's get in the car."

So Yajima Mika's actions were inexplicably paused because of these words.

What he said was "I have it at home" instead of "I have it at home". There is a difference of one word, but I always feel a little different when I hear it.In any case, the former sounds more intimate, maybe he doesn't mean anything.Most girls are more emotional, and it is inevitable that they will fall into thinking because of someone else's words or actions, but Yajima Misha quickly shook off the messy thoughts in her head, opened the car door and got in the passenger seat.

Thinking about it carefully, she seems to be a little overly sensitive to everything about Akashi-kun recently.

When cooking at night, if Uncle Akashi was at home, he wondered if he would be reprimanded for not eating on time.

Yajima Misha laid out the ingredients on the counter and asked, "Division of labor?"

Akashi took an apron from the cupboard and put it on, and said to her, "Actually, you can go to rest."

She shook her head to express her disapproval of the idea: "It's so boring to cook alone."

The young master was cooking for her birthday meal himself, and she sat and watched leisurely, and felt embarrassed thinking about this kind of thing, how thick-skinned it must be to accept other people's kindness with peace of mind.They are friends, not that kind of close relationship.

Akashi didn't say much, and handed her an apron.

Yajima Misha was kneading noodles, pouring fine powder into a large bowl, and pouring water to mix.It's just that she is not good at this. If there is too much water, you need to add more powder, and if you accidentally pour too much powder, you need to add water. Anyway, after a while, it is still a sticky ball, and she soon loses patience.

She absently stirred the flour in the bowl, the kitchen was quite quiet, and the sound of the kitchen knife and cutting board touching her ears became even clearer.

Yajima Yasha couldn't help turning her head to watch Akashi chopping vegetables.

No matter what he does, he is always calm and unhurried.Holding the vegetables in his left hand and holding the knife in his right, he cuts vegetables quickly and smoothly, and it seems that the knife skills are very good.

It's really...unexpected, but it seems to be expected.

Because she always thinks he can do everything, and can do it very well.

Akashi was chopping onions, and his eyes were smoked, he was still calm and calm, just blinking slightly to try to dispel the excitement.

Yajima Misha immediately turned her head away, not looking at him.

A thought was frantically popping out of my mind: that little expression when she blinked, so cute.

She looks smart and capable when she is in a formal suit, and she can also show a bit of softness and cuteness when she wears a casual sweater and an apron.

"Yajima." He called her suddenly.

Yajima Yajima turned her head to the side and heard him say, "Flour got on my face."

"......Oh."

She wiped it with her hands, and Akashi had already taken a handkerchief to help her wipe it clean. The texture of silk rubbed against her face, and it felt cool to the touch.

After Akashi wiped her face, his eyes turned to her hands.

After staring at the appalling dough for a while, he said, "I'll make this, you go wash the vegetables."

Well, her craftsmanship was disgusted, but he didn't dislike it so directly, she could accept it.

Mika Yajima obediently went to wash the vegetables, breaking off the leaves one by one and washing them very cleanly.She does a lot of things like washing vegetables at home. Her brother likes to cook and often pulls her to help.

Because there were only two people dining, Akashi did not cook a lot considering whether they could finish the meal, but it still filled half the table.

There was a steaming bowl of ramen in front of the two of them, and Mixia gently touched the side of the hot bowl with her palm, staring at the fragrant birthday meals, full of emotion.

"Is Akashi-kun really good at cooking home-cooked food?" She held a chopstick in her mouth and praised, "It's delicious."

"When I was young, my mother often made these home-cooked dishes, and she was better than me." He probably did it because of nostalgia, but he couldn't make exactly the same taste as his mother.That period of childhood with my mother by my side can only be used to miss.

Yajima Yajima didn't know what to say for a while, she just stared at his side face in a daze.

The sudden silence brought back memories of the day she received the news of her mother's death, just as she was finishing a math test.On the way to the scene of the crime, her footsteps were weak, as if she had lost her soul.

Yajima Yajima silently put down her chopsticks, and said suddenly: "When I was still in junior high school, a robbery shot and killed a hostage in a bank in Tokyo. The murderer had mental problems and was instigated by his accomplices to rob the bank together. Stimulated by the incident, he got out of control and shot and killed three innocent hostages present, one of whom was my mother Mayo Yajima."

This was the first time she talked about her family affairs, her tone was calm.It may be that she has seen his deep thoughts about his mother, which has affected her mood and made her want to talk.She thought she could probably understand his mood, even if it was only a ten thousandth.

Akashi was in high school in Kyoto. At that time, he focused more on basketball and didn't pay much attention to the reports from Tokyo. Hearing her talk about this, he was a little shocked and unexpected.

"Probably because of this, I hate any kind of crime in the world." Yajima Yajima sighed slightly, and said, "Justice and evil cannot coexist at the same time. If you choose to stand on the side of justice, you must do your best to eliminate the crimes around you." of all evil."

Akashi seemed to understand why she was obsessed with this job.

Misha looked up at him.

The atmosphere seemed to be a little depressing, she wanted to relieve it, put the sad emotions behind her mind and engraved them in her heart, she tried her best to put on a relaxed look, and asked: "Akashi-kun, I am really suitable to be a The justice that serves the people is a good policeman, right?"

Well, it fits, but the job is really dangerous.

Akashi thought so, but didn't show anything on his face. After a while, he raised his hand, patted her forehead lightly, and said, "Eat noodles, it's getting cold."

"Well, I've started it." Mixia smiled, picked up the chopsticks again, and made a pre-dinner gift.

Before packing up the dishes and going into the kitchen, she thought of something and said with a smile, "I'm very happy to celebrate my birthday with Akashi-kun, thank you."

Akashi looked at her and smiled.

If you want, I can spend your birthday with you in the future.

Akashi walked up the stairs, came down shortly thereafter, and handed him a birthday present.

A beautiful little gift box.

His pleasant voice sounded immediately: "Yajima, happy birthday."

15 minutes before the end of her birthday, Yajima Yajima received an email from Keigo Atobe, concerned about whether she had a good birthday.

Jing Wu: What did you have for dinner?

She touched her stomach that was still a little full, and replied: the most delicious food in the world.

Jing Wu: Huh?what is that?

She didn't know how to reply for a moment, but she thought in her heart: Isn't the birthday meal made by the male god himself the most delicious thing in the world?