[Nichikage][Emperor One Country] What should I do if my brother doesn't love me very much?

While my father was telling my brother and me about his grievances with Mr. Himuro, in a corner we didn't know, the intelligence collector Togo Kikuma was also quietly reporting to Himuro Roland.

"At the beginning, I was the one who rejected the ice room group's car import proposal." This was the first time my father talked to us about his work, and my brother and I also became serious.

At the same time, in another place we don't know, Togo Kikuma, who is afraid of chaos in the world, is also actively sowing discord, "Senior Himuro, maybe you don't know it yet, there is no way Teiichi Akaba is sincerely supporting us." You, his father can't wait for the ice room family to go bankrupt as soon as possible..."

Cough cough, don't ask me how I know, don't forget that my brother has a bug, even though the bug was only placed in the principal's conference room to monitor.

After his father finished explaining their political struggle earnestly, he looked at his brother worriedly and asked, "Diyi, have you ever thought that if the Himuro family knows that you are the son of their political enemy, Himuro Roland will come back again?" Do you trust me?"

"But, but, I clearly did what you said, Dad, and I showed my loyalty to be a dog!" My brother pleaded aggrieved.

Dad sighed, "The guy who doesn't become a champion dog can only be called a lost dog."

At that moment, I simply thought that in Haidi High School, which can be elected as the class president with a few million donations, there is nothing that money can't solve, but I didn't know until I heard my father's despairing sigh. Something money can't buy.

On the other side, after Dongxiang Kikuma eloquently stated the grievances between the Himuro family and the Akaba family, he gritted his teeth and provocatively said: "Master Himuro, look, Emperor Akaba might have come here on purpose to frame you." Fine!"

Ice Room Roland, who didn't know beforehand, seemed to have broken an arm after getting the news, ahem, please don't think about it, it's the right arm.

He crossed his arms in resentment and regret and shouted: "Let that guy Akaba Teiichi get out of my sight!!"

Koma Mitsuhiko next to him paused before saying, "But Diyi's ability..."

Dongxiang Kikuma stood up and offered to flatter: "Don't worry, Himuro-senpai, I will definitely do better than Akaba Teiichi!"

Going back to the quiet living room of our house, I don’t know when my brother has changed into a dojo costume.

Dad held his forehead and couldn't help sighing: "It's all my fault. It's because I didn't care about your choice in advance, and it's also my fault that I didn't tell you earlier."

I noticed that my brother started to take off his shirt, so I gently tugged at the corner of my father's clothes, but my father just shook off my hand and continued to sigh: "Hey, politics, it's just a wrong step, and the whole game is lost. Di Yi, it's my father." I am so sorry……"

Probably my persistent action of tugging my sleeves finally worked. My father turned his head to look at me before he finished speaking, but I just pouted, indicating that he should not be looking at me at this moment, but my brother who is about to take off his clothes. .

Dad was really startled, "Di Yi, what are you doing with your clothes off!"

As soon as he finished speaking, my brother tied up his hair and sat upright on the carpet beside the coffee table.In his hand is a delicate self-cutting knife.

Wait, suicide?Is my brother going to commit suicide?

At this moment, my father and I were stunned.

Even though he just cut himself off with a short knife, my brother started struggling and screaming when the tip of the knife was still a centimeter away. I understand that kind of anger very well, just like what they said at the meeting that day, if you commit a crime in this struggle If he made the slightest mistake, it would be tantamount to formal suicide in the student union, that is to say, his political future would be ruined.

However, my brother will not be defeated so easily.

I quickly rushed over and caught my brother, "Brother! I think you can save him again!"

There was a pop, I guess, and my knee shattered again.

But I can't take care of these anymore. Now, I just want my brother to know that I will support him no matter what.

"Brother! It's not the end yet, and the result is hard to tell!"

The father, who had been depressed on the sofa, also recovered his fighting spirit at this moment. He stood up excitedly and walked to his brother, "Yes! Di Yi! There is a saying in politics, it is called, put it to death and then live!"

Although I didn't understand what the last sentence meant, I still nodded, "Yes, brother, you still have a chance to come back!"

Dad is obviously far ahead of me, he patted his brother heavily on the shoulder, "Now your only chance to come back is—"

"Support Senyuan Yiren to become the student council president!" My brother and I looked at each other with relief after we finished speaking in unison.

But soon, my brother lowered his head dejectedly, "But, but I and Tan got into a fight like that..."

"It's okay, brother!" I said confidently, "Tan Jiang said that you will always be his friend!"

I don't know if I misinterpreted what Big Eagle Bullet said to me back then, but I know that there should be no enemies in Big Eagle Bullet's life.

My brother frowned, and it was the first time that a brave and strong boy cast a look of help on my younger sister.I didn't say anything, just nodded heavily with pursed lips, and watched him stand up from the carpet bit by bit with eyes full of encouragement.

"Okay!" My brother straightened his back and said firmly, "I, Emperor Chichang, just want to walk a road that may seem difficult! I want to walk it into the most flat road in the world!"

I still maintain the posture of sitting on the carpet, looking up at my brother who is so tall and unreasonably tall. I didn’t intend to use this method to set off his image in my heart. I just hurt my knee again and couldn’t stand up. That's all.

This time, I was badly hurt.

So, I don't know how my brother met the Eagle Bullet, and how he joined the camp of Senyuan Yiren.

When I realized that my brother and Dayingdan had reconciled, I was dragging my injured foot in the hospital, slowly packing up my things and preparing to leave the hospital. The person who came to pick me up at the door of the ward, besides my brother and Sakakihara Guangming, was Da Ying. Eagle Bullet and Senyuan Yiren.

"Brother Guangming!" I first curled up my injured leg and jumped to Sakakibara Guangming. When I was in the hospital, they were busy campaigning at school, so they rarely came to see me, so when I saw Sakakihara Guangming, they all said no Excited.

He supported me considerately, "Tan-kun and Mori-senpai also said they would come to pick you up."

I looked up and saw the brighter eagle bomb, "Thank you, bomb sauce."

Then I returned my head to the normal height and looked at Senyuan Yiren next to him. This senior is still calm and calm. I can't help but think of him saying before, "I'm not interested in the position of president, but I don't want to lose." ", I can't figure out what kind of person he is.

Because I didn't speak for a long time, my brother finally spoke.

"Look, Xiaomeng, my brother is now cheering for Senyuan-senpai with Dan!"

Senyuan Yiren also took a small step in my direction. Although he is not as tall as the Big Eagle Bullet, he is still a lot taller than me, so he can touch the top of my head with his hand.

"We're here to pick you up, Er Jiang!" He patted my head and said, "Listen to the doctor's advice and rest well!"

Only then did I realize that I had ignored Senyuan Yiren because I was caught in my own thinking before, and I couldn't help but regret and feel ashamed so that my whole face turned red.

"Thank you Senyuan-senpai!" I said with my head down in embarrassment.

"Erer-chan, isn't she curious about the current battle situation?" Sister Sakakihara, who was supporting me, took over the conversation.

I shook my head blankly, but after glancing at them a few times, I understood something, "Judging from your expressions, Senyuan-senpai's support rate should not be low!"

Senyuan Yiren pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, although he was smiling, he looked very humble, "Where, there is still a long way to go."

"Already close to half and half," Big Eagle Bullet frankly embraced my brother's small body, and said proudly, "It's all thanks to Di Yi's plan."

Then I spent nearly half an hour listening to them explain how to win over another candidate for the third president who had no hope of participating in the final election, and how to use the folk dance when the ice room Roland used a large price to bribe the clubs. Such a clean and honest form of participation by the whole people has reversed the adverse trend...

I was confused by what I heard, and I probably only realized one truth, that is, even in Haidi High School, money is not everything.

"That's really great!" When I heard that Senyuan Yiren's senior had hope to overtake, I was sincerely happy for him.

In my opinion, people who become politicians like my father are almost always as quiet as Senyuan Yiren. My father once summed it up in an ancient Chinese saying that this is called not being happy with things and not being sad with oneself.

"That's because even you guys are cheering for me!" Senyuan Yiren smiled modestly.

I was a little nervous for some reason, picked up my packed luggage and dragged Brother Guangming out of the ward.

"What's the matter with her?" I heard Big Eagle Bullet ask.

"Well—" This is the voice that my brother will make when he is thinking, "It seems that you are nervous?"

……

In this way, the struggle for the election of the student council president came to an end temporarily, because the summer vacation is here.

For any average school student, summer vacation tends to mean sun, sand, surf, cacti and an old driver, oh sorry, old captain.

But for the members of Haidi High School's student council, it's not so easy.

Haidi High School has had a traditional project that is only held in summer since a long time ago-summer training.

It’s called summer training, but it’s actually a group of male high school students doing group activities for one to two weeks. Among these group activities, what my brothers value most is the project that can be called a survival game, because that project It can play an almost decisive role in the subsequent election of the student union president.

But these things are not important to me in other schools.

The important thing is, probably because this leg injury finally allowed me to calm down, I finally crossed the insurmountable hurdle of croquettes.

I was so happy that I almost jumped up, but my feet didn't allow me to do such a difficult movement.

In order to let my brother taste my handicrafts for the first time, I rushed to Haidi High School with a bento box. I remember that during the summer training period, it was the same as the school festival. Students from other schools can also come to Haidi High School to visit or Visiting friends.

With a freshly baked bento in my hand, I limped on the stairs leading to the annual class. The steps one after another seemed to me like an endless Mount Fuji in my eyes. Every small step, it feels like a big step forward in human civilization.

I finally saw the gate of Class [-], Grade [-], and almost at the same time, I heard a messy breath coming from behind, a sweaty arm hugged my body vigorously, and I tightly clutched the bento in my hand box, probably because his hands strangled me too tightly, and I felt more and more unable to breathe.

What to do, I haven't let my brother eat the croquettes I made, I can't die yet!But my consciousness is becoming more and more lax. I want to use my remaining thinking to judge who is behind me, but the only thing I can be sure of is that he is not a familiar person...

"Let go of Xiaomeng!"

I suddenly heard my brother's roar, at the moment when my consciousness was about to leave my body.

"Di Yi!" This is Sakakibara Guangming's voice, and when he saw me, his eyes widened in surprise, "Why is Er Er Jiang here?"

This is the time!

I finally regained the consciousness that I was about to escape, and bit the arm that imprisoned me with all my strength.

"Yeah—" I heard the screams from the person behind me, he let go a little bit, but he didn't let me go completely.

Taking advantage of this gap of letting go, I turned my head to see who the person who almost suffocated me was.

"Koma Mitsuhiko?"

I shivered in fear. Frankly speaking, I had doubts about Togo Kikuma and his little follower Nezu Two Four Three, but I never thought that he would be my brother's senior and Himuro Roland's good partner Koma Mitsuhiko!

Even though I have recorded this person in my little black notebook, I may not be able to say that I know him.

I suddenly realized the danger.

But what is more dangerous is that when I looked up at my brother, I noticed that he was holding a [-]-style pistol in his hand (to prevent being harmonized), and at this moment, he was aiming it at Koma Mitsuhiko's head , ready to pull the trigger.