Raiders who do not intend to raid

Akashi Seijuro Akashi Seijuro

Akashi Seijuro has been the object of praise since he was a child. What made him grow into such a boy?Not only because of his EQ far surpassing his peers, but also because of his father's harshness and strictness, and more because of...

He knows better than his peers how to endure loneliness and how to become a better person.

When he was about ten years old, the young boy didn't have any special hobbies or obsessions.Akashi Seijuro, that is, his father, was no longer satisfied with the simple requirement of instilling "beyond his peers" in him, and began to bring Akashi Seijuro into a position of superiority.

The addition of imperialism to his curriculum was the beginning of dividing the youth from mortals.

"Seijuro, do you know the biggest difference between the weak and the strong?"

The man has an outline very similar to that of the young boy. Even though the young man's face is not open now, he can still see clearly between the faint eyebrows and eyes.

In the eyes of others, it may be a little ridiculous.

For a ten-year-old child, a man would ask such a serious and extremely difficult question.

The rosy-haired boy thought for a while, his eyes flickered slightly, and he opened his mouth to answer the man's question, but in the end he fell silent again for some unknown reason.

He knew what kind of answer his father wanted to hear from him, but at the most critical moment, he hesitated, the words stuck in his throat, and he didn't know whether to say it or not.

"What? Do you have any objections to the point of view I taught you?"

Akashi Seishomi looked down at Akashi Seijuro, the eyes of the same color, but deeper and darker than the young boy's.The voice was also deep, not like a father talking to his son, more like the superior was instilling something.

The toughness of denial is not allowed.

"No, father."

He was silent for a while, then replied like this.

At this time, Akashi Seijuro agreed with the man's point of view, and even for a long time to come.have been influenced by this idea.

The biggest difference between the strong and the weak is strength.

Those who have tasted defeat are the ones who are crushed.It was not caused by bad luck or age or other factors, it was entirely due to the difference in strength.

Akashi Seijuro knows better than anyone else that when he went to participate in the National Youth Shogi Contest, the boy who was several years older than him played against him had a very high level of chess, and Akashi Seijuro only narrowly won in the end.

And that boy was a very promising shogi genius at the time, but... he still lost in the end.

At that time, he saw the young man crying fiercely, looked down at his hands, and remembered the most dangerous step just now. If he hadn't seen it through, he might have lost...

That was the closest he was to losing, and the moment when he wanted to win so strongly.Not just this time's victory, but every time in the future...

Talented, coupled with willingness to work hard, in the life after Akashi Seijuro, victory has become as simple and natural as breathing.

Until one day, I met Yayoi Miyano.

……

Although he is only about ten years old, as the heir of the chaebol, Akashi Seijuro will inevitably follow Akashi Seiyuki to attend various banquets.

Even if he doesn't need to chat, he simply stands there smiling and saying hello to those he doesn't know well.The effect is not great, but he has to go.

The rosy-haired boy had a slight smile on his face, he was gentle and beautiful. He just talked with those adults for a few words, and then slowly withdrew from their circle.

Whether he was talking to people or leaving, he always had a smile on his face, like a perfect mask, but it didn't reach the depths of his eyes.

Miyano Yayoi was sitting next to a slow-moving pastry table in the corner, her black eyes looked straight in the direction of Akashi Seijuro, there was no expression on her face, but her eyes were somewhat gloomy.

Whether it is temperament or appearance, the young boy is particularly eye-catching in this grown-up banquet.Rose-colored hair, fair and delicate face, people can't take their eyes off.

But Yayoi Miyano felt a little uncomfortable for no reason.Especially when looking at his warm and smiling face, that feeling is particularly strong.

"Hi, Miyano-san. Can I, sit here?"'

Akashi Seijuro noticed early in the morning that the little black-haired girl in the corner kept her gaze on him, but she didn't have any other complicated emotions, she was just staring at him. .

He froze for a moment, feeling that the girl looked unexpectedly familiar, and he remembered it after a while.

It's the little lady from the Miyano family...

Their parents have fairly close business cooperation. Since the other party is looking at them at this time, it was a basic etiquette to say hello in the past.

Miyano Yayoi looked at the young boy who was only one step away from him, glanced at the empty seat next to him from the corner of his eye, then nodded silently with his lips pursed.

She picked up a delicate pastry and ate it on her own, and did not take the initiative to give Akashi Seijuro any more attention, as if the gaze just now was his illusion.

The rosy-haired boy froze for a moment, looking at Yayoi Miyano with gloomy eyes.

It's the first time to be treated so coldly, a little... a little uncomfortable.

Akashi Seijuro's eyes turned bright, like a treacherous sky, and the air pressure around him also dropped a little, and he was a little depressed for a while.

Miyano Yayoi is very sensitive to changes in the surrounding atmosphere. After she felt a bit of coldness, she raised her head directly, her black eyes fixed on Akashi Seijuro's eyes, watching the moment when those eyes turned into a different color, she looked up again. Slowly, it returned to its original color.

"Are you just... were you angry?"

Such an obvious change in air pressure, as well as those rare eyes of different colors, reminded the black-haired girl of something, but she couldn't remember.In the end, I only stayed in the warehouse where I was kidnapped that day, and the red eyes flashed in my mind...

The rosy-haired boy didn't expect the girl to suddenly look up at him, and after a moment of daze, he realized the change in his mood just now... Strange, somewhat unlike himself... Oh no, to be more precise, like is another self.

Unfamiliar yet familiar.

"……No."

In fact, there is a little bit, but most of the emotions do not originate from myself, they are deep, inexplicably dark emotions.However, he also didn't understand.

Emotions that feel like they belong, but don't feel like they belong.

"is it?"

The black-haired girl asked like this, as if she accepted Akashi Seijuro's answer, but also as if she didn't listen to anything, she asked a mocking question.

"Then, don't look at me with such disrespectful eyes... I can feel it."

At this time, Miyano Yayoi was in the most sensitive period of her life.Not only because of the previous kidnapping incident, but more because of realizing that relying on others is extremely ridiculous.

And at the beginning, a thick wall was erected between his own world and the outside world.No one can spy and break.

She is sharp and sharp, full of aggression and indifference, like a hedgehog.

Akashi Seijuro pursed his lips, for the first time before the banquet was over, he suppressed the smile on his face, his eyes were gloomy.

"This shouldn't be the first time we've met, Miyano-san..."

For some reason, the boy suddenly mentioned this matter.Yayoi Miyano didn't know why, her eyes were clear and cold, she watched him and waited for his next words.

"So... the one who was rude should be Miyano-san."

The young man peeled off all the gentle masks, the color of his eyes slowly turned golden again, and the other eye became more magnificent and dark red, strange in color, mysterious and deceptive.

When looking at her, there was a piercing coldness, as if the ice layer was slowly strengthening, making people unable to move.

Miyano Yayoi was taken aback for a moment, but she didn't expect such a gentle and polite boy to say such words, her black eyes sank, and her voice lowered accordingly.

"Sorry, I don't remember meeting you..."

Akashi Seijuro looked at the girl's pure eyes and serious expression, it didn't look like she was lying, but...he clearly remembered that they had met once.

But... there are some differences.

At this time, the girl in front of me is still as cold as when I first met, but... there is a little difference, as if... there is something that I have ignored...

"The person you saw...is it me, little one?"

Miyano Yayoi's tone became a little frivolous at this time, but that face remained the same.But at this time, the boy realized what he had overlooked when he saw her eyes.

The magnificent, dark red color is as bright and mysterious as gemstones.

There was a smile on the corner of her lips, but before reaching the bottom of her eyes, it was as cold as the raging winter wind.

"Ah, so I made a mistake... I'm being rude, Yayoi?"

"I'm not Yayoi... Also, stay away from her. You look like... If I'm not here, my baby will be bullied miserably."

The boy with strange-colored eyes slowly raised the corners of his lips, but he was not angry at the girl's threat.

Even, vaguely, a little excited.

The powerful personality and unknown things made the boy who was originally bored find it very interesting.