[Comprehensive] Stepsister's Occupation

The king gave an order and returned me to the waiter directly.Immediately afterwards, I was dragged around by her like a doll just arrived by the waiter. Every time I turned around, a new dress was hung on my body.Do this several times.

When I left the mall, I felt like I had played a dress-up game. The chiffon shirt, jeans, and sneakers were suddenly replaced by wine red cross-strap high heels, a champagne dress, and a string of pearl necklaces.

Not only that, Akashi also asked the waiter to pick out several sets of clothes that suit me and send them to Kyoto tomorrow.I don't need to pick them myself.

I must say, this was my first time wearing high heels and every step was painful.Because of this, Akashi had to slow down and help me walk.

He mentioned: "Looking at how uncomfortable you are, it seems that you still have to go back and change to flat soles."

I hurriedly waved my hands: "Don't bother, you can get used to it in two steps." Doesn't this just reflect the deep love between our two brothers and sisters, his father loves to watch and my mother also loves to watch.

Two tall boys approached, their eyes widened when they saw Akashi: "Aka... Akashi?"

I don't know them.So I just stared blankly.

Akashi still supported me and said to them, "Hello, long time no see."

"Yes...it's been a long time."

The three of them greeted briefly, and the two said they still had to leave beforehand.

After walking for a while, male A said to male B: "Damn, am I blind, Akashita, he is supporting a woman!"

Male B said: "You're not blind, you're just glaucoma. Hurry up and get a pair of glasses. How could Akashi support a woman? That's obviously a fake woman with a wig, can't you tell?"

When I heard what the man behind said, I almost didn't say "I rely on it".As for Akashi, he stretched out his other hand to hold it empty, and put it on his lips and coughed.I knew he was trying to cover up his almost laughing voice.But I was thinking again, how restrained this person must be at ordinary times, so that people would rather believe that he is supporting a fake mother than that he is supporting a woman.

When I got in the car, the pain in my feet eased a little.I got up early in the morning and didn't take a nap. I was sitting in the car at the moment, and I felt tired.I thought about meeting my mother whom I hadn’t seen for a long time and my stepfather whom I met for the first time, so I managed to cheer up again, silently rehearsing what to say and what to do when we met.I didn't grow up with any advanced education since I was a child, and I was afraid that some small behavior would make him feel uncomfortable.My brows were furrowed all the time, and I was even more nervous than when I was taking the entrance exam for the first time.

Akashi seemed to see through what I was thinking, and said to me: "You don't have to be too nervous, just as usual..." As if there was something wrong with me usually, he got stuck here, and then changed his words: "Be gentler than usual and you'll be fine." OK."

soft.I silently read these two words.I stared at the gun that was still held in the arms of the deacon, and this was probably what Akashi meant.I'm usually not too feminine enough, but today's decent girly attire can be regarded as adding points to the impression of the first meeting.

The car gradually left Ginza, left this bustling area, and headed towards the suburbs.We seem to be switching a scene mode, switching from prosperity to luxury.

I have been thinking, the car dedicated to picking up Akashi is already so expensive, what kind of mount does this father who has never met have?Is it the gold-plated Buatti or the Rolls-Royce Silver Charm?Until I saw the Akashi mansion in Tokyo, which was a little bigger than the one in Kyoto, and saw the private helicopter parked on the vast grass.

I'm still naive.I say so to myself.

Unknowingly, I began to resent my mother again: she said it was okay to have a sugar daddy, but this one is a bit too big.

If I were given another chance to start over, I would tell my mother to tell the rich man right away when she told me about the wedding: "My daughter died in the cradle not long after she was born." Let them As if there is no existence of me, so that I can exist freely in the world I am familiar with.

This statement is not very easy to understand. In short, I am very nervous about meeting a rich man.

I slowly followed behind Akashi, telling myself constantly, my heart is like a mirror, the water is calm, I am not nervous at all... No matter how luxurious the formation is, I will not be shocked, no matter what kind of person my stepfather is , Anyway, it's just a person.

After walking a few steps, I finally couldn't hold on any longer, grabbed Akashi's clothes and said to him, "I'm a little nervous right now."

"Can you tell me what kind of person Father is?" I told him.

He replied to me, "Even if I let you know what kind of man he is now, what can you do?"

Only 2 minutes until we meet. I can't quickly come up with a solution for the whole process within 2 minutes.

"..." I was speechless, I pursed my lips and looked at him.

"Don't worry." He continued to walk forward, as if he said inadvertently, "I'm right next to you."

My heart skipped a beat, as if with his words, I calmed down a lot.It seems that he can support everything for me by saying that he is by my side.

A tall, thin, middle-aged man with a slightly wrinkled face but still handsome.This is my first impression of the rich stepfather.

My mother wore a mermaid suspender dress, and our mother and daughter reunited after a long absence, but I didn't see much joy on her face.Her temperament is very different from before, three times colder than before, and she was fake cold before.Besides, the way he gets along with his current father is like two colleagues, ah no, just like two bosses discussing business.Looking at the situation, I guess, either my mother has really become a capable and talented wife, or the real marriage has changed.

Akashi greeted very politely: "Hello, Father, and Hello, Mother."

My mother nodded with a smile, and told my father that he never expected him to be so mature at such a young age.

And I looked at my mother's very contrasting demeanor, not to mention that I didn't even dare to call my mother, and I was wondering if she was my mother.But I couldn't keep silent, it seemed very rude, and I smiled and called "Father" and "Mother".

I was nervous before because I was afraid that my father would have a bad first impression of me, so I asked myself a lot of questions.Unexpectedly, when he saw me, he just said: "You and your mother look very similar, very beautiful."

What he said was somewhat idealistic.People who have met me say that I look more like my dad, even if that person has never met my dad.My face looks nothing like my mother's, and I inherited my father's foreigner-like brown eyes and pointed chin.That is, the half-long curly orange-pink hair is inherited from my mother.I used to look in the mirror and think I was a genetically altered hybrid of two Asians with altered genes.

While talking, the servant said that dinner was ready and asked us to go to the restaurant for dinner.

The two adults walked in front, and Akashi and I followed behind. Just as we took a step, we almost lost our heels, and Akashi helped me up again.I murmured sorry and thank you, and he murmured, better wear flats next time.

Since I learned to eat at the table, except for the fasting event held by the school two years ago, I have never felt that eating is such a serious matter.

The dishes tonight are French meals, that is, meals to be eaten with a knife and fork.I have only cut steak with a knife and fork in my life, and I have never cut anything else with a knife and fork. It is inevitable that I am unfamiliar with the knife technique. Some difficult dishes are still cut by Akashi and quietly put on my plate.

The dinner table was very quiet, the new boss didn't speak, and naturally no one below dared to speak.One meal made it difficult for me to eat. I roared in my heart, longing for redemption, so I almost got up and said: I am not the daughter of this man.Then escape from this palace-like place.

I experienced that scene very happily, like a bird breaking free from the cage and flapping its wings to fly to the sky.But the bird has forgotten that there is a chain called reality that holds it, and it cannot fly away at all.The reality is, I can only eat cheese baked rice in silence.

After a long time, the boss finally spoke and asked Akashi about how the two of us got along.Akashi also answered truthfully.And our relationship has always been pretty good, we didn't fight, we didn't tear each other up, and we didn't look at each other badly.Just not too affectionate.

Later, I asked about the situation of my school, and I only reported the name and address of my school.

Akashi mentioned: "An unpleasant thing happened earlier."

Father said "Yes" without asking any further questions, and said directly, "Let Aqiao go to Luoshan with you."

Akashi replied: "I have this idea."

"Well, so you can take care of her too."

I listened to how the father and son arranged for my whereabouts, and then looked at my mother who said nothing, acquiesced in everything, and was currently concentrating on cutting the cakes. Naturally, I myself had nothing to say.Luoshan is just Luoshan, but it's just that I can't bear to leave the handsome Aying-senpai.

Father finished eating, wiped his lips with a kerchief, and said, "You don't have to go to school tomorrow Saturday. There will be a banquet here, and you two will also attend." Naturally, this was an order, not a question.

Akashi lowered his gaze, staring at the steak that was being cut in his hand, as if he was thinking about something, and after a while, he replied: "Okay."

After dinner, I was finally free and let out a long breath of relief.Although I was dumb all night, I didn't make any ugly appearances. I am satisfied with such a performance.

After I came out, I quietly asked the deacon: "Why does the cheese baked rice my brother eats look different from ours?"

The deacon also whispered to me, "Because the young master doesn't eat snails."

I said, "Snail...you say it again?"

The deacon said it again: "Because the young master doesn't eat snails."

Me: "..." I instantly remembered the common sense that the French regard snails as a delicacy, and I instantly engraved this common sense deep in my memory.In addition to Akashi, our dinner was baked rice with cheese and snails.Fortunately, I didn't let me know about this when I was halfway through the meal, otherwise I guess there would be some kind of embarrassment.