The glory of Kyoto wings

Chapter 145
The shallow autumn of September has already faded away.

It's late autumn now.

The cool evening wind whipped up the half-foot-deep dead leaves beside the trees, dancing lightly like yellow leaves and butterflies, but they spread all over the ground after only a short distance. It is estimated that tomorrow's cleaning staff will feel a headache.

"It's been a long time since I've done an evening bus."

Minamoto Larimitsu said with some emotion: "It's still like taking a boat as always."

"But it's also interesting to take the bus once in a while, especially when the sun sets in the afternoon, and the glass outside the shops on the street reflects light, which looks very artistic. Of course, it's best to sit by the window."

It's already a bit cold in October, the artificial lake is in harmony with the temperature nearby, and the cool water vapor is blowing on the cheeks, which makes people feel cool, and the imperial medicine bag tea tone breathes out softly.

It was already late when I came out of the tea room in Shangjing District.

Say goodbye to Seiko Kamiya who happened to meet.

I chatted with that Imai-san for a while.

They went to eat.

The imperial medicine bag tea tone also bleeds without accident.

Because the car was temporarily borrowed by Masahide Kawatani, and Minamoto Raimitsu did not let Kyoto Broadcasting reschedule, they always took the bus when they came back from dinner.

Not surprisingly.

The royal medicine bag tea tone didn't ask much.

On the contrary, he got on the bus very kindly, without showing the slightest disgust on his face, and even put his arms on the window to enjoy the beautiful scenery outside the window.

The picture and action are very inspirational.

But it's a pity that it is probably faked.

Minamoto Raimitsu restrained his thoughts, glanced at the girl who was following him with his arms tied, and after recollecting the dinner, he said aloud: "Tofu today's tofu is delicious."

"It's good that Yuan-jun likes it."

The voice of Yuyao Daicha who was accosted was in a daze, as if he was thinking about something just now, and he responded with a forced smile on his face after a while.

She seems to be still immersed in digesting the information. Today's encounter was very impactful to her, and she obviously hasn't completely returned to her soul until now.

Neither work for Kyoto Broadcasting.

It was still the attitude of that senior Yuejiang.

Or the two people I met today.

It is completely different from the world of ordinary people. There is no ordinary food, rice, oil and salt. It seems that interests and favors are in the middle, and power and status are particularly prominent.

The crystal wall that can't be shaken by smashing his own head.

In the eyes of people like Minamoto Yorimitsu, it seems to be like a bubble, which can be turned into nothing with just a poke. This strong contrast makes people silent.

After a while, Minamoto Raikou spoke.

"I will find someone to help you with the entry procedures tomorrow, and I will also have someone to contact you to sign the contract. You have no classes except for your graduation thesis. You can go to work anytime you want recently."

Indeed, they have already said hello.

I entrusted the Yuejiang executive to handle it.

It's also funny to say.

The pressure that prevented Yuyaodai Chayin from entering the job all came from the executive Yuejiang, but in the end it was the executive Yuejiang who personally entrusted his subordinates to handle the formalities.

Executive Yuejiang didn't know about those resistances.

It's just that the people below consciously chose to stand in line because of Tsukie Kensuke, the second generation.

However, when Minamoto Larimitsu asked the executive Tsukie, the latter picked up the resume of Yuyakudai Chayin from the trash can of the personnel department without even going through the basic procedures.

The seal that represents the career future.

Like a toy in the hands of the powerful.

In fact, it's just a sentence.

This kind of thing is not even considered human.

After all, Minamoto Raimitsu has a higher position than him.

That's why it's even more ridiculous.

The influence of power will spread out invisibly, even if sometimes one is not subjectively motivated, it will still affect others more or less.

It is because of knowing this.

The sound of the imperial medicine bag tea is even more sad.

Before she got this opportunity, she used to toss and turn and couldn't sleep, but after she really knew the truth, she felt that her hard work was useless, and the direction of her life seemed even more confused.

The efforts of the whole family of ordinary people, the preparations I have made over the years, so many books and knowledge I have read, and how many days and nights I have paid.
But not as good as someone else's words.

Even as long as you pay for your body, which is no longer particularly important in this era, you can get things that ordinary people can't get after decades of hard work.

This made her even more confused.

"I still want to say a word of thanks."

"Needless to say these, it's just a transaction."

Minamoto Raikou waved his hand.

Hearing this, the voice of the imperial medicine bag tea became even more silent, and the fragrance of jasmine flowers on her body was still wafting, but her slender and crystal-clear eyelashes couldn't help but dimmed a little under the street lamp.

"Maybe giving me the qualifications for this transaction is already difficult for others to obtain."

Minamoto Raimitsu couldn't deny her words, and his verbal gratitude couldn't move him at all, so he just asked suddenly with a smile:
"Yakudai-san, which do you think is more important than the future and dreams, the innocence that a girl can give away when she is in love?"

Chayin's body froze suddenly.

Minamoto Raimitsu still hadn't given up in his mind for a moment, but then he thought that he had already given up to a certain extent, and with his current status, it seemed that it was not wrong to ask such a question.

What's more, their relationship has turned into a transaction. Even if Minamoto Raimitsu said too much, he seemed to have no confidence to refute or turn his face.

Slender fingers stroked the slightly shiny hair around her ears, and she gave the answer after a moment of silence.

"It's all important."

"That answer is a bit too greedy."

Minamoto Raimitsu seemed to have known her single answer a long time ago. Looking at the three or two students laughing and laughing in front of Sakadao, he said with a little emotion:
"Everyone has dreams when they are young. Before experiencing the cruel obstacles of society, I think dreams carry a lot of weight in everyone's heart."

Dream is just a synonym.

In fact, everyone has a lot of things that are difficult to let go, and it is even more difficult to measure with material or scale. Even if it can be distinguished whether it is important or not, it is not so easy to let go.

In fact, she is very satisfied with the royal medicine bag tea sound.

Or rather satisfied with her choice.

Not sending her innocence proves that she still has dignity in her heart, and this dignity is exactly what he needs. With the bottom line, he can repeatedly make the other party hate him and realize the development strategy of sustainable mining.

Innocence delivered today.

Then tomorrow, what will you give the day after tomorrow?
The broken window effect will appear.

"Has Mr. Yuan made a choice before?"

He stood there silent for a while.

The girl with light makeup suddenly asked this question inexplicably.

Minamoto Raimitsu stopped and turned his head when he heard the words, and looked at Yuyakudai Chayin with a somewhat stubborn gaze, which seemed to contain stubbornness and resistance, as well as some kind of expectation and sustenance for the answer he would give next.

"If there is no choice, will there be achievement?"

His answer has already been given.

But it also dashed the hope of Yuyaodai Chayin.

That's right, no matter how powerful a person is, there will always be a more powerful existence on his head. If he wants to get rewards, he must pay. This is the result of balance, and it is inevitable to weigh the pros and cons and give up certain things.

They walked on again.

But the pace couldn't help but slow down.

Confused, silent, gloomy.
All kinds of low emotions came one after another.

Even though the clouds in the night sky were not thick, the water vapor from the artificial lake made her chest tight, and even her breathing began to become difficult and heavy.

Feeling a little dizzy, Yuyao Daichayin raised his head and looked at the road in front of him. Rows of street lamps exuded faint light, some brighter and some darker, illuminating the road made of bluestone slabs.

puff-

There was a faint crackling sound coming from the front.

One of the street lamps was on fire.

Like this kind of event that can happen with a very small probability on the road to the academy, even she would be startled, and then think of some supernatural things in her heart.

But today she didn't.

The recent extinguishment of the street lamp in front only made the already dark slope even darker.

The chirping of insects in summer has long since disappeared, and she feels that the surroundings have fallen into silence. No matter how vast the night sky is, it seems like a boundless cage.

In the past, no matter how dark the world was, even if the typhoon came ashore and the world lost its color, Yuyao Chayin felt that it was strangely beautiful, and there was always a gap where light could exist, but now she doesn't feel that way.

It's like a drowning person whose ankles are entangled by vines and grasses under the water. Even if he tries to break free, he knows that he can't go ashore and can only wait for death in vain.

In this case.

Why bother with what's left?
But if not entangled.

Would it be more tragic than drowning?

Probably because this kind of contemplation that closed the five senses was too deep, even when she was walking, she didn't pay attention to the front at all, and she walked slowly as if she lost her soul.

However, when her thoughts spread crazily like tree roots, she felt something strange suddenly came from the soles of her feet, and at the same time, her body tilted sideways uncontrollably, accompanied by pain.

"what--"

A cry of pain came from her mouth.

What followed was that the whole person fell on the bluestone slab on the ground, but fortunately, she subconsciously supported her body with her hands just now.

But it's not over.

Because she has gritted her teeth.

Severe pain continued to come from the ankle.

This kind of pain brought Yuyaodaichayin back to reality in an instant, and also made her forehead burst into cold sweat, but she was still lucky in her heart.

It's more terrifying because it doesn't hurt.

When the body's protection mechanism receives unbearable pain, it will automatically block the signals transmitted by the neurons, and the pain proves that it is not serious.

But she can't stand up now.

To be precise, after barely moving his foot out of the cracks between the bluestone slabs, Yuyao Daichayin felt that the pain in his ankle was more obvious than before.

However, when she was trying to support her body.

The hot touch and temperature suddenly imprinted on her arms, and this scorching feeling made her tremble all over, as if she had touched magma.

Hot, hot, and big.

This is the touch from the skin.

Probably a pair of hands.

And the source of this scorching heat is not honest.

It only stayed on the arm for a short time, and then it moved up to the socket of her shoulder. This burning sensation made her legs tense up.

Until she was pulled up by a force.

Only then did I hear Minamoto's familiar voice.

"Mind if I have some more of your tofu?"

(End of this chapter)