[Comprehensive] The bloody case caused by the Akashi family

When Akashi came over, he happened to see Yajima Misha holding something in his palm, seeing him coming, he continued to pretend to be calm.

There is something wrong with this expression.

Akashi didn't know what happened, but Shota Sawai greeted him enthusiastically: "Hello, Mr. Akashi, as a man, how can you let..."

Before he could finish his words, Yajima Misha glared at him: Shut up.

"Well, I have my own habits, I won't comment, you guys talk." Shota Sawai scratched his head, walked away with red wine.

Akashi was a little confused by what he said halfway through, but he still didn't change his face, glanced at Yajima Yajima's clenched hand, turned to look at her, and asked: "What were you talking about just now?" What?"

"just chit chat."

The more she wanted to hide something, the more curious he became. It was rare for him to have such a moment of curiosity.

Akashi thought for a while, and said: "The basis of mutual understanding is honesty, and I think it should be the same between us." After saying this, his tone was slightly coaxing, " What's in your hand? Show me."

Yajima Mixia exhaled, looked into his pupils, and then stuffed something into his hand, "It's the lucky thing for Cancer today." She turned around and left after she finished speaking, avoiding the embarrassing situation that followed. situation.

Akashi looked at the ultra-thin XX sleeve quietly lying in the palm of his hand, and paused.

The packaging was fancy, and it was very light in the hand. This was the first time he had touched such a thing.

Although he had never used this thing before, he could see the words on the package very clearly. As he moved his fingers subconsciously, a subtle feeling arose in his heart.

Is this an invitation?

But she seemed to say that this is a lucky item.

Yajima Yajima gently put down the empty wine glass on the long table, and Keigo Atobe beside him stood there, looking at the "promising" young tame dye in his mouth. He was holding a glass of red wine and took a sip. .

"Let's have dinner tonight." He said suddenly.

Misha asked: "Why so suddenly?"

Atobe glanced at her: "Didn't I say it last time, I will make up for your birthday meal when I return home."

She thought that she would go on a date after the banquet, and the dinner must be settled by the way, so she politely refused, "It's okay, the birthday is already over."

"I also invited Akashi, I don't think you would mind him being with you." Atobe shook his wine glass gracefully, with a faint smile on his lips, "Eating alone with you, he will probably be jealous .”

Hearing what he said, Yajima Misha smiled, "You think too much, he's not so stingy."

Hearing this, Atobe just glanced at her with a half-smile, feeling that she didn't understand men well enough, and he said: "Sometimes men are even scarier than women when they are jealous. You should be more careful in the future."

She paused, then suddenly raised her eyes to stare at him, and said seriously: "It sounds like you understand very well, don't you already have someone who can make you jealous? But you are still single, aren't you?"

The corners of Atobu's mouth frowned slightly, "...Speak well to me."

When the two were about to fight, Akashi walked over, Yajima Yajima thought about the lucky thing, and immediately shut up and didn't speak.

"Atobe, I'm going to leave early later, and I'll leave the matters of the banquet to you."

Atobe was about to speak, but was interrupted by a clear female voice that suddenly interjected, "Finally found you, good day, I'm Sonoko Suzuki."

The three of them looked at the sound at the same time. Suzuki was wearing a simple and elegant dress with beautiful short hair.Judging from her expression and demeanor, one can tell that this young lady is a lively girl who is informal, forthright and unyielding.

She was looking at Atobe and talking, her eyes were bright, staring at him without squinting.

"Good day." Even though there was an unsatisfactory marriage candidate in front of him, Atobe still maintained his due demeanor and politeness, "What can Ms. Suzuki want from me?"

Suzuki Sonoko nodded, and replied: "There is something, about my marriage contract with Uncle Atobe, I think it is very unreasonable, so I need to talk to you."

"Huh? Uncle?" Atobe's face darkened instantly, "Call me brother."

"Uncle Atobe, let's talk in another place."

Atobe: "...Did you listen to other people's words?"

Although the expression was not particularly good, Keigo Atobe took Suzuki Sonoko to another place to talk. It was related to the marriage contract. It seemed that the other party was not very satisfied. He just spoke clearly and asked the elders of both parties Give up the idea of ​​marriage.

After they left, only she and Akashi were left by their side.

He didn't seem to plan to say anything more about what happened just now, but just told her that they would leave early in a while.

Yajima Mixia was going to tell her brother, but when she left the long table, he held his hand. Their hands were just under the tablecloth, so it was difficult to be noticed. She felt the something in the palm of her hand. It was cold, and his expression stiffened.

"Your lucky charm," he said, "at the bottom of the purse, so it won't fall out so easily."

He was obviously talking in a serious manner, but she found it weird that they started talking about XX sets.

"Well, the inexplicable morning divination, I will never read it again." She stuffed the things in the bottom of her handbag, turned and walked away to find her brother.

Akashi looked at her back, his expression still unchanged.

But it is undeniable that the strange feeling in his heart when he saw the thing lying in his palm for the first time has not subsided yet.

Neither of them has experienced dating such a thing, and they are extremely inexperienced.But Akashi didn't think it was a difficult task. All he could do on a date was watch a movie, go shopping, drink coffee, and eat.

Even before they were together, they would do things like drinking coffee and eating. If she went to the mall, she would not be interested if she didn’t have anything she wanted to buy. Finally, she decided to find a movie to watch. After the movie ended, she arrived at the tracking department. It's dinner time.

It was the first time for them to go to the movie theater. The theater environment on weekends was a bit noisy, and the fragrance of popcorn wafted into their nostrils. Looking over there, Akashi asked her: "Do you want to eat that?"

"Just buy something." Yajima Yasha replied.

"I'll go buy it, you go get the ticket." He said and handed over his mobile phone.

He booked the ticket, and the two of them chose the movie together. When choosing, they agreed that they were not interested in boring romantic routine movies. In the end, they chose suspense movies according to her preferences. There are really too few movies released recently. , and it doesn't look like much.

Yajima Yajima took Akashi's mobile phone to collect the ticket, but there was no one at the ticket machine, so she took a look at the ticket.

He bought a couple seat.

The seats for lovers are all in the very back row. The light here is dim, far away from the big screen where the movie is projected, and the viewing angle is not good at all.

Holding the popcorn and watching for about 10 minutes, the story has not yet reached its climax, she turned her head slightly, and a man and a woman next to her hugged each other, looking very intimate.She understood why the lover seat is set in such a back row position, is this to make it difficult for couples to be discovered when they have indescribable intimate contact?

She looked away boredly.

Of course, it is impossible for her and Akashi to flirt with each other in public. Although they are very close to each other because of the seat relationship, it can even be said that they are sitting next to each other, but both of them just stare at the big screen intently.It's not like they are intimate in the dim light, the two of them are really just watching the movie.

It never occurred to me that after watching a movie normally, I realized that watching a movie can have such a deep routine.

Lovers or something, didn't he really mean it?

Yajima Yajima turned her head slightly, and shifted her gaze to his face.

His face is expressionless and his eyes are fixed.

She knew, he must not have bought couple tickets on purpose.

Yajima Mika turned her attention back to the screen, and took a sip of warm milk.Akashi refused carbonated drinks such as Coke Sprite, and finally chose a slightly healthier milk for her.After drinking the milk, she put a few popcorns in her mouth, and a scent of milk filled her nose.

When the film reached its climax, she still failed to arouse her interest, because she had already determined who the murderer was in her heart. The logic of the film was not strict, and she caught a loophole.

"Is the murderer that Mr. Fujita?" Akashi suddenly asked her softly.

Yajima Misha blinked, "You saw it too? Why did I suddenly find that you seem to have the potential to be a criminal police officer?"

Akashi replied: "It's because there are too many loopholes and the logical thinking is not rigorous." He directly stated her evaluation of the film.

She nodded, "It's so boring to watch, shall we leave early after eating the popcorn?"

Generally speaking, when we are together, Akashi always does what she wants, so he nodded slightly and responded.

This movie was not satisfactory, because it was too boring, but watching it with him, even the most boring plot seems to be bearable.Also, the popcorn tastes good.

Unknowingly, the film is coming to an end, and the matter of leaving the scene early is left behind.

Yajima Yajima was stuffing popcorn into her mouth when the breath approached her.

Akashi lowered his head slightly, looked at the half bucket of popcorn left in his hand, and said, "Do you need me to help you eat some?"

She looked at him sideways, "Don't you dislike this kind of thing?"

"It's okay," he said, and he didn't mind trying more new things.

Yajima Misha handed over the bucket, but he didn't pick it up, but said softly again in a deep and slow voice: "Hey me."

His voice rang low in his ears.

They should be regarded as lovers, doing some things between lovers, although they only fed a few popcorns.