[Comprehensive] Perfect Raiders

The young man in a suit and leather shoes on the opposite side was looking at her carefully. In this silent exchange of gazes, Suzuki Suzuka took the lead to look away.

She subconsciously pushed the black-rimmed glasses that she hadn't taken off, which Suzuki Suzuka would do when she was thinking or trying to hide herself.

"So, someone recognized you... are you sure you only met once?"

Suzuki Suzuka nodded.

Matsushimae relaxed his upper body and leaned back a little. He entrusted his body to the soft chair, which allowed him to concentrate his thoughts more. He also wanted to stay away from Suzuki Suzuka, which also allowed him to make judgments a little easier. Be objective.

In this industry, Suzuki Suzuka can be regarded as young, and Matsushimae can be regarded as relatively young, but he was lucky and got an artist with great potential, so he climbed faster than his predecessors.

"Linghua." Song Daojiang couldn't help raising his right hand, his fingers rested on his face, and the man in the suit murmured slowly as if deep in thought: "I have felt this way before, and I thought it was mine. Illusion, but don't you..."

"...beautiful?"

Saying this sentence from any mouth would seem self-important, but Suzuki Suzuka said it so naturally, and her delicate face like a gift from the gods can perfectly verify her words.

The girl moved her eyes back to Song Daojiang's face. She hadn't taken off her black-rimmed glasses yet, and her twinkling star eyes were sinking and floating under the lens. The illusion of looking directly at the stars in the universe through the glass lens.

When she speaks, her rosy and soft lips will open, close and close. A sweet and soft voice comes from her throat and flows out through the cherry lips. Song Daojiang even feels that he can feel the moist breath of the girl .

They are too close.

Ever since Matsushimae saw Suzuki Suzuka with his glasses off for the first time, he rarely lost his mind in front of Suzuki Suzuka.But right now, he had trouble focusing on what Suzuki Suzuka had told him, even though he knew it was serious.

In terms of child star standards, Suzuki Suzuka debuted at a rather old age.When a star becomes popular with a certain image and becomes famous at a certain age, audiences and fans will hope that he will always maintain that image at that time, but if he cannot break through that fixed impression, the popular star will be quickly dismissed. Public disgust.

Lanka became popular early and quickly, even faster than Matsushimae's most optimistic prediction, and even more influential.Her innate gift of beauty is indeed a powerful assistant. As long as human beings still have normal desires, they will not be able to resist the overwhelming charm of the girl.

So even though she was only a 12 or 13-year-old girl when she became famous, no one hopes that she can stay at this cute and innocent age forever, and everyone hopes that she can grow up quickly.

Interestingly, no one was worried that Lanka's beauty would be lost with age. They seemed to have taken some reassurance that she would only become more and more beautiful.

The fashion industry longs for a muse who conquers everything with beauty, and the rich want a sexy and glamorous Helen.It's not that no one is interested in Suzuki Suzuka now, it's just—

It's just that human beings are always greedy, they always want more.

At the beginning, he was able to stop all the gangsters who had evil intentions against his Lanka, but he could stop those devils and imps, but he was powerless against the king of hell.

Matsushimae knew that Lanka would grow up. Suzuki Suzuka couldn't just be a middle school student forever, she would become a high school student, maybe go to university, maybe not, he didn't know how this girl would choose, she would grow up from a girl for women...

He had imagined what Suzuki Suzuka would look like when she grew up, and knew that her beauty would become more and more gorgeous and attractive, but Matsushimae still didn't expect that she would grow up so fast.

The third grade Suzuki Suzuka is not much different from the first grade, but she has become... as she said.

"Okay...you've grown up." After watching Suzuki Suzuka for a while, Matsushimae gradually regained his clarity from doubt and confusion, and then he began to think about how to solve troubles for Suzuki Suzuka. He was always responsible for the aftermath. He is Suzuki Suzuka's manager.

Between all the messy things, Matsushimae decided to put aside the matter of why Mikaze Lan was able to snatch Suzuki Suzuka's cell phone and talk to him.

She did get prettier, hell.

Is this normal?Matsushimae couldn't help but start to think wildly, there was a lot of pressure on him, before he changed it, he would never have thought that such a character would be interested in Suzuki Suzuka.

Seeing Matsushimae's distress, Suzuki Suzuka lowered his voice: "I don't think he will say anything..."

"But it seems that the effect of the glasses is not as good as before." The girl paused, "Actually, I think it's time to make it public..."

"Ah, what!" Song Daojiang was worried about another matter, but the sensitive word of publicity immediately brought his sanity back, "Are you sure?"

The girl raised her chin, "However, I hope that you can leave it to me to deal with it publicly."

"no!"

Matsushimae refused without even thinking about it. Now is an extraordinary period, and he can't let Suzuki Suzuka do such nonsense.

She didn't speak, just tapped gently on the delicate skin with the slender fingers resting on her chin. There was no sound, but Song Daojiang was sure that he heard the sound of dong-dong-dong.

It wasn't until Suzuki Suzuka calmed down that he realized that it was the sound of his own heartbeat.

"I thought about it and decided to star in that movie. I can also agree with the "lassy" young female idol group portrait project you mentioned last time."

The man on the opposite side began to frown. He didn't quite believe that Suzuki Suzuka suddenly became so easy to talk to, "Why did you suddenly agree?"

She smiled slyly and cutely, which made her words a little more convincing: "Matsushima-kun, I am an idol, and this is my job."

Looking back now, Matsushimae feels that she was completely obsessed with ghosts at the time, so she didn't hear what Suzuki Suzuka said. It was the first time she connected "I" with an idol instead of "Lanka". to refer to.

After agreeing to so much work in one go, Matsushimae can now be sure that Suzuki Suzuka is compensating him in a disguised form for her disobedience to her manager's advice.

Matsushimae has reason to believe that she definitely left her student ID in the dressing room of "lassy" on purpose, but why?

How could Suzuki Suzuka be sure that the person who picked up that student ID card must be that girl, Matsushimae couldn't even remember her name, he only remembered that Suzuki Suzuka told him that the reader model of "lassy" There was a classmate of hers.

Staring at the two comparison photos released on the news channel, Song Daojiang reluctantly picked up the cell phone that kept beeping. In short, he will be busy for a while.

In fact, the exposure time was slower than Suzuki Suzuka imagined. She thought that Nana Sao would break the news to the media as soon as she picked it up.But she waited for a long time, and Saku Nana didn't take any action.

"Linghua, are you coming to KTV this weekend? You haven't been here for a long time."

The beautiful girl with chestnut hair and blue eyes smiled at Suzuki Suzuka, her smile was the same as before, so intimate that it was almost hypocritical.

Kayo Sakagami held Nana Sakae's arm, and she didn't seem to remember the indifference of Sao Ao before, she just wavered like this, Nana Sakagami sent an accessory published in "lassy" magazine, and they became again good friend.

"sorry, I……"

"Suzuka is not free, she wants to hang out with me." Sakurako Matsushima snatched Suzuki Suzuka's words with a victorious attitude. She knew Suzuki Suzuka would not refute, so she looked back triumphantly. Nana Sao, ever since her relationship with Nana Sano deteriorated, she enjoyed the moment of hitting Nana Sao very much.

This has something to do with Sakurako Matsushima's character. Once she hates someone, she will go all out to make that person unhappy.

She did that to Suzuki Suzuka before

Sao Nana ignored Matsushima Sakurako, she looked down at Suzuki Suzuka who was sitting on the chair, "By the way, I almost forgot, I picked up your student ID card."

"...Thank you." Suzuki Suzuka really didn't expect that she would return it to herself so easily.

"Linghua is really confused, be careful next time."

She began to wonder if it was because Tezuka Kunimitsu was sitting behind her, so Nana Sao did not say any suggestive words about her identity.

Just thinking about Suzuki Suzuka, a cold voice came from behind, "Suzuki, you are too careless."

She smiled helplessly at the squad leader, and out of the corner of her eyes, she saw Nana Sakagami and Kayo Sakagami walking out.

Nana Sao didn't say anything, so she also remained silent.

Suzuki Suzuka didn't expect Nana Saku to like Lanka so much. After all, she would still be said to look like Lanka after she disguised herself, so she felt that Nana Saku would not like someone who looked so similar to her rival.

So she was indeed a little surprised that Nana Sao Cang hesitated for so long before telling the matter.

It seems that Zuo Cang really likes Lanka.

It happened much later than she thought, so Suzuki Suzuka was still a little caught off guard.

After all, she couldn't deal with the sudden rush of people, and she almost thought that those green and white sailor uniforms and black tunic uniforms were going to overwhelm her.

She had never been in the crowd like this before. On the stage of the concert, Suzuki Suzuka was far away from the enthusiastic fans. She could hear their loud screams, but that was all.

And now, the shouts swept her in like a sea tide, and they didn't shout.

But there were too many overlapping questions and exclamations, and countless voices with ordinary tones piled up together, like a heavy blow on a piano key, shaking Suzuki Suzuka's eardrums with a slight pain.

She quickened her pace, but the people around her moved with her, and the crowd gradually became larger and larger, so Suzuki Suzuka had to slow down, and was even forced to stop.

"Senior Suzuki, are you really Lanka?"

"No wonder you always feel like her!"

"Lanka—!"

"Suzuki Suzuka—!"

The two names overlapped in their mouths, so Suzuki Suzuka couldn't quite hear which one they were calling, the two people were originally her.

She remembers such a scene.

The green and white color scheme and pure black of the Qing school uniform, these colors surrounded Suzuki Suzuka, but at that time, these names and words were not what they called out.

But -

Suzuki Suzuka was still remembering that a jacket fell from the air, when she was covered by the material of the sports jacket, there was a moment of darkness in front of her eyes.

"Okay, okay! Class is about to start, go back quickly."

A familiar voice sounded amidst the uninterrupted voices, Suzuki Suzuka raised her hand and opened a slit of the clothes on her head. Among the black and green and white, she saw a tall boy in a blue and white undershirt.

Suzuki Suzuka didn't know when he squeezed in, but it must have cost him a lot of work, as evidenced by the wrinkles on his clothes.Just standing in front of Suzuki Suzuka can completely cover her up.

"Hey! What do you want to do, Taocheng."

Soon there were voices of protest from the crowd.

The cheerful young man raised his hand to stroke his straight black hair. He opened a pair of innocent and sincere purple eyes, and his face was full of sincerity, "Huh? I'm doing it for your own good. You don't want to be scolded for being late for class, right?"

"you--"

Suzuki Suzuka took off the jacket on her head, and some of her soft short hair curled up slightly, "Mr. Momoshiro is right, class is about to start, everyone go back to the classroom first, okay?"

She heard a familiar scream, and someone was convinced that she was Lanka. Suzuki Suzuka had to deepen her smile, and finally calmed down the restless people.

The dean who rushed over after hearing the news also helped a lot.

He took Suzuki Suzuka out, under his rigid and stern gaze, no matter how excited the student was, he obediently stepped aside. To save trouble, he took Momoshiro Takeshi away with him.

After putting the two of them in the principal's office, the dean went out to make a phone call. He needed to inform the principal who was meeting outside.

She hugged Takeshi Momoshiro's coat in her arms and didn't speak for a long time.

There was a crack in the half-hidden door, which connected the place where they were sitting with the corridor outside. Suzuki Suzuka could hear the voice of the dean, but not very clearly.

The people on the outside kept talking, but the inside was incredibly quiet.

"...Don't you have anything you want to ask me, Mr. Taocheng?"

The boy sitting on another chair moved his body uncomfortably, his eyes wandered around, looking at the wall of the principal's office, looking at the ground, but he refused to fall on Suzuki Suzuka next to him.

"Huh? I, I'm fine."

While speaking, Takeshi Momoshiro still looked at Suzuki Suzuka subconsciously, but he still didn't look at her face. The courage to squeeze into the student group and stop everyone evaporated after they came out of the crowd.Finally, he set his eyes on the clothes in Suzuki Suzuka's arms.

Suzuki Suzuka didn't return it to him. The girl seemed to use the crumpled jacket as a pillow. She took some comfort from the gesture of hugging the jacket. Takeshi Momoshiro noticed that her fingers pinched the jacket out. wrinkles.

He didn't ask Suzuki Suzuka to return the clothes to him.

In fact, Momoshiro even felt some unspeakable embarrassment when he realized that the coat she was holding tightly was his.

"Aren't you angry?"

This sentence was an admission in disguise, but Takeshi Momoshiro didn't know where Suzuki Suzuka's question came from. He resisted the urge to look up at her, "Angry? Of course not."

"...But, I lied to you."

Sensing Suzuki Suzuka's uneasiness, the boy raised his head and showed a bright smile, the corners of his mouth were raised like his hair, "That can't be helped, you can't say it."

He let out a few laughs, the laughter deliberately slowed down, comforting the nervous girl, "If Senior Suzuki told us the truth, it would be so scary, I would definitely lose my hands and feet."

With his efforts, Suzuki Suzuka's expression was finally not so gloomy, and she also tried to elicit a small smile, "The current Momojo-kun looks normal too."

Takeshi Momoshiro's smile gradually dissipated, and when he got serious, his youthful facial features also became tough, "Actually, I'm very nervous now, so nervous that my hands and feet are shaking, and I don't know what to do. .”

"Mr. Taocheng..."

In fact, she noticed Takeshi Momoshiro's unnaturally tense body, and his trembling hand resting on his knee.Considering the boy's self-esteem, Suzuki Suzuka didn't say anything, she didn't expect Takeshi Momoshiro to speak out on his own initiative.

Finding that he couldn't control himself, the boy simply leaned on the back of the chair and sighed loudly, "I used to be very handsome, but now I am so ashamed. I really don't look like a man... so Senior Suzuki won't think I'm handsome Bar."

"I think Mr. Taocheng is very handsome."

"Senior Suzuki... just let it be comforting." Takeshi Momoshiro's voice became muffled, "It's bad enough to lose face in front of the girl you like, and it's too depressing to be comforted."

Suzuki Suzuka fell silent, she opened her eyes and looked at the boy who lowered his head and sighed, as if thinking whether she had heard what he said wrong.

This confession came so suddenly, no wonder she felt that she had heard it wrong.

He purposely spoke in a relaxed tone, because Takeshi Momoshiro didn't want Suzuki Suzuka to be embarrassed, "If you don't say anything, I always feel that there will be no chance to say it."

"So Suzuki-senpai was right in front of me, now, Suzuki-senpai seems to be flying into the sky." Takeshi Momoshiro couldn't help rambling, "Although I don't often see Suzuki-senpai, but every time When we met, Suzuki-senpai would smile at me very gently. Even if I didn’t come to the game, Suzuki-senpai would say cheers to me. Suzuki-senpai…”

He talked for a long time, and Suzuki Suzuka also stopped quietly for a long time.

This kind of silence made Takeshi Momoshiro not dare to stop, he was afraid that if he shut up, Suzuki Suzuka would answer, but no matter how wordy he was, he would always finish his sentence.

Momoshiro Takeshi didn't have so many words in his stomach, so he finally stopped talking.

The girl opened her mouth, and Takeshi Momoshiro stopped breathing for a moment, but what Suzuki Suzuka said was: "...Humans will not fly away, Mr. Momoshiro."

"Ah? Yes."

Dazed for a moment, Momoshiro Takeshi unconsciously accepted Suzuki Suzuka's rebuttal, and after he answered, he realized that Suzuki Suzuka was referring to the metaphor he said before.

She slightly pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled, she was still far away from the Lanka in Takeshi Momoshiro's impression, and this had nothing to do with the black-rimmed glasses on Suzuki Suzuka's face, "So, I won't fly away either."

Seeing that Takeshi Momoshiro was still staring at her blankly, Suzuki Suzuka pulled out one of the hands holding the coat, she slowly took off her glasses, her long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, There were dots of light and shadow in the moist eyes.

"When I do that, I'm already Lanka."

Some kind of impulse emerged from his beating heart, passed through his dry and hot throat and opened his trembling mouth: "...but it's still Suzuki-senpai, right?"

Suzuki Suzuka paused, and then she answered after thinking: "Of course, I am Suzuki Suzuka, always have been."

Beyond that, she had no choice.

It was such a long time since the first episode, she had to agree with the only identity that could specifically represent her.

After the restart, no one will remember Lanka, and in a certain corner of a certain place, there will be another girl named Suzuki Suzuka inexplicably.

Takeshi Momoshiro stared at her in a daze, many people would do this, Suzuki Suzuka was very used to this kind of thing after becoming an idol, but she still looked away under the boy's fiery eyes.

She always fails when it comes to genuine affection, even when she shouldn't.

But Suzuki Suzuka will still subconsciously give in and admit defeat, because she knows that she will never be able to give something equivalent to the target of the strategy, and she can't even deliver half or one tenth of that emotion.

Then she had to take away that incomparably precious feeling called "like".

In order to survive, and also, for the little hope in her heart.

in case……

It's just a hypothesis of Suzuki Suzuka, if she gets high enough survival points, or completes enough raids, can she end all of this?

In the darkness where no light can be seen, she had to conceive a hope, even if it was groundless.

The movement of Suzuki Suzuka's eyes startled Takeshi Momoshiro, he even bounced on the chair, he turned his head sharply, "Oh my god... I, I!"

He finally realized what he had said.

Now Suzuki Suzuka also understood how nervous Takeshi Momoshiro was.

So their roles were reversed, and now it was Suzuki Suzuka who comforted Takeshi Momoshiro, she showed a smile that was soft enough to relieve all hostility and wariness, "Mother Momoshiro..."

The boy was still flustered, Suzuki Suzuka called out his name, "Momoshiro-kun, it's okay."

"Senior Suzuki, you, you know."

Those purple eyes fell on her, and Suzuki Suzuka could feel the anticipation contained in those gazes, but she still had to say very sorry: "I heard... I'm sorry."

The words were not coherent, but Takeshi Momoshiro could hear Suzuki Suzuka's meaning, so he refused, "...Does Suzuki-senpai have someone he likes?"

Takeshi Momoshiro shook his head when he saw Suzuki Suzuka, "I'm not joking!"

"I know."

"Although I also like Lanka very much, the girl I like is Senior Suzuki, not Lanka."

"……I know."

He rubbed his head in distress, "I originally wanted to wait until I won the national competition, but I didn't expect to say it after I won the metropolitan championship. Then when I won the national championship, what should I say to Suzuki-senpai. "

Suzuki Suzuka didn't have the confidence of laughing at Takeshi Momoshiro, instead she apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry."

"What are you apologizing for, Suzuki-senpai!" Momoshiro Takeshi yelled with some dissatisfaction: "If Suzuki-senpai keeps apologizing, I will only be more sad!"

He suddenly remembered something and regained his vitality, his eyes became bright, "By the way, I haven't said that sentence yet, so it's not a confession!

"So, Senior Suzuki's refusal doesn't count."

Takeshi Momoshiro vowed to emphasize: "At that time, I will say it again. This time it doesn't count! Next time, I will show my heart to Senior Suzuki like a man!"

Realizing that Takeshi Momoshiro was referring to the phrase "I like you", Suzuki Suzuka hooked her lips helplessly. She didn't agree, but she didn't refuse either.

This kind of passionate to pure love is the emotion that Suzuki Suzuka is least good at dealing with.

Momoshiro Takeshi, favorability: 100.

The voice outside the door gradually became quieter, and Suzuki Suzuka knew that the dean's phone call was about to end, so she took out the Zhengxuan jacket she was holding in her arms, folded it, and returned it to Takeshi Momoshiro.

She hugged her for too long, so there was a little warmth on her clothes.

The young man took it in a daze, and Suzuki Suzuka's body temperature was passed to his hands with the help of the clothes. In a daze, Takeshi Momoshiro saw the dean pushing the door and coming in.

"I have already notified the principal and your agent. Someone will pick you up soon. I will write you a note. Please ask for leave today."

Suzuki Suzuka nodded obediently. Her cooperation made the dean's face look much better. He turned to look at Takeshi Momoshiro. He almost forgot that there was another student. The dean readily let him go: "Okay, Momoshiro You go back first."

One left, another came in.

Seeing that the person who came was a model student whom he admired very much, the dean's expression could be called amiable.

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, but fortunately Tezuka-kun remembered." He turned around and walked towards the door, halfway there, the dean turned back and reminded Tezuka Kunimitsu, "Wait for me, I'll go to the office to get it." document."

Sitting silently on the chair, Suzuki Suzuka didn't look at him, her black-rimmed glasses flipped back and forth between her fingers, which meant that the girl's mood was not as calm as she showed.

The brown-haired boy stood in front of the desk, like a green bamboo rooted in the ground, calmness accumulated on his shoulders, forming a thicker aura, so he was able to bear those heavy responsibilities.

He didn't look at Suzuki Suzuka who was sitting on the side, and he didn't make a sound. Quietness is more depressing than loud noise. It can't be said that Suzuki Suzuka was surrounded by people before, or the current situation is better.

"So you broke up."

In the end, it was Tezuka Kunimitsu who spoke first, and Suzuki Suzuka's black-rimmed glasses, which were flipping over at her fingertips, stopped, and the silence was broken, but she felt that the air was getting heavier and heavier.

She knew what Tezuka Kunimitsu was referring to, and it seemed that her relationship with Yamato Yudai was not a secret.

"……kindness."

Suzuki Suzuka responded in a low voice.

Tezuka Kunimitsu didn't look at her, and neither did she.

"I didn't recognize it."

This time she was quiet for a while before replying to Tezuka Kunimitsu: "Many people don't have one, so I wear glasses."

"Suzuki—"

The dean who came back interrupted Tezuka Kunimitsu, "Please make an extra trip, Tezuka-san, and help me get this to Teacher Kobayashi."

And Suzuki Suzuka was very glad that he didn't say it, although she didn't know what Tezuka Kunimitsu would say.Maybe she thought about it, but she didn't want to hear it.

Don't want to hear it again.