Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 101 The War in the Elevator
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"Ah, uh..." Dashi agreed blankly, and after a while, his eyes widened as if he suddenly remembered something, "Huh—what's going on? Why did Irie-senpai follow Edogawa into the elevator!

And Fuji also followed in. I remember when I was U-17, Fuji didn't seem to like Senior Irie very much!Now that the two of them are in an elevator, is something going to happen?

What if there is a fight?There will be a competition the day after tomorrow. If Fuji is injured, he will not be able to participate in the competition! "

Hearing Dashi's broken thoughts, the pen in Gan's hand tightened. Oops, I was distracted just now, and I didn't expect to follow a few people into it. In this way, the data in the elevator just flew away...

"Senior Oishi talked more and more. I said, Echizen," Momojo whispered into Echizen's ear, "Tell me, does Irie-senpai really like Edogawa?
However, the gap between the two of them is too big, one should be 13 years old, the other... 19 years old, uh, isn't Edogawa 13 years old?Hey, Echizen, I'm asking you, what are you doing. "

Echizen did not answer Momoshiro's words, but walked slowly towards the elevator. The amber cat pupils reflected the number keys with red lights on, blinked his pupils, took two steps to the right, and pressed 19 .

Ding~ With a crisp sound, the elevator door slowly opened, and he stepped forward and walked in.

"Ah, the little one is so cunning, wait for me, meow~" Seeing this, Kikumaru jumped into the elevator with a swish.

"Hey! Wait." Taocheng also ran in with two big strides, Katsuo Katsuo and the others on one side saw this, and followed them into the elevator, so all the middle school students stood inside.

Echizen looked at Tezuka, Yamato, Kawamura, Oishi, Kan, and Kaidou who were still standing outside, and blinked, "Minister...don't you go up?"

"Eh." Tezuka nodded slightly, his black eyes under the lens narrowed, "Let's sit down."

"Really." Echizen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, pressed the brim of his hat, and a sly gleam flashed in his big cat pupils, "Then we'll go up first." After finishing speaking, he pressed the button to close the door.

"Well, Tezuka, this elementary school boy you bring is really interesting."

Yamato glanced at Tezuka, although his tone was the same as that of Heicura, but listening carefully, it was not hard to hear the shallow banter and ridicule inside, which made Tezuka's momentum sink and added a bit of coldness .

"I'm going to do some shopping, you guys go up first." After the door of the next elevator opened, Tezuka's deep and cold voice rang out, and he turned and walked out of the revolving door under the surprised eyes of several people.

"Well, the probability that Tezuka has something to do is 12.13%, 87.87% wants to buy something, the probability of coming back soon is 99.99%, and 0.01% won't come back,"

With a serious tone, he opened his mouth slowly, then stretched out his hand and pushed his glasses to look in the direction Tezuka was leaving, feeling a little tangled in his heart, should he follow or not?

There must be new data from Tezuka, and there must be a lot of data upstairs for him to collect. He really wants to know Tezuka's secret data.

But he wanted to know more about the data of the above group of people, especially with the addition of Tokugawa Kazuya and Irie Kanata, so... whether to go upstairs or go out?
"Go ahead, we'll leave if you don't come up."

Yamato kept pressing the elevator, looking helpless at the hesitant Gan outside, as the senior and head of several of them, he couldn't be more clear about his thoughts.

But who is Tezuka?Keep up, don't even think about eating tonight, he will suffer just by running around.

"Uh, got it." Qian glanced at the revolving door, and finally stepped onto the elevator.

In the elevator illuminated by the warm light, Sakuraichi, Fujiji, Tokugawa, and Irie stand facing each other. Sakuraichi and Fuji are in a row against the right wall, and Irie and Tokugawa are in a row against the left wall.

The four of them stood quietly, their eyes fell on the person opposite, and no one spoke, only the slight sound of the elevator ascending, and the atmosphere was indescribably weird.

"Well, Edogawa-san," Irie finally spoke, pushed his glasses lightly, then put his right hand in his purse with his left hand hanging down, and said gently: "The problem with the mobile phone, can you move your hands a little?"

Sakura closed her eyelids, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"That's it," Irie said, walking towards Sakuraichi as soon as he took a step, and took out his left hand from his purse, as if he was about to touch Sakuraichi's face.

However, before he got close, someone grabbed his wrist tightly, which made him startled slightly, and when he turned his head to look, it was the one who had never spoken.

Following his movements, a slight breeze was brought up, and the two people's hair of different colors were slightly raised, and a faint arc fell quietly in the air.

Fuji didn't speak, just stood quietly by his side, with an elegant and gentle smile on his delicate face, but with Irie's excellent insight, he was able to see the subtle threat from it.

Tokugawa has been leaning against the wall on the left without moving, but at the moment when the two fought, his pupils froze slightly, and then returned to normal.

Eyes fell on the wrists of the two, Ying Yi didn't speak, and stretched out his hand to slightly press the brim of the hat, and the dark red ancient pool floated into a deep whirlpool.

Irie glanced at Buer's hand that was strangling his wrist, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and a faint shadow fell on his eyelids, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, his face still had that gentle smile on his face, "Well, Fuji-san... What does it mean?"

Looking at Irie, Fuji's elegant smile was as warm as ever, but at the same time it was also tinged with a slight coldness, his thin lips parted slightly, and a soft voice sounded, "Hey, what does Irie-senpai think I mean?" , that's what it means."

Irie was startled, a gleam of cold light flashed in his orange-amber pupils, but he returned to his gentle smile in just a moment, "Really? That's really a pity."

As he said that, he withdrew his hand and gently pushed the glasses, and the white cold light slipped across the lenses, "Edogawa-san... and I have been in love for two years."

"Is that so?" Fuji smiled slightly, and the arc on the corner of his mouth became more forceful, "Is Senior Irie talking in your sleep?"

Hearing Fuji's words, Irie's pupils were slightly condensed, and his eyes couldn't help but narrowed.

"Entering the river." A cold voice sounded, and Tokugawa, who was leaning against the wall and hadn't spoken a word, suddenly spoke out, and at the same time took a step forward, gently grabbed his elbow and stopped talking.

It is a well-known fact that Irie and Fuer do not get along. Anyone who is in U-17 knows that as long as these two people meet, there may not be obvious guns, but hidden arrows are definitely common.

However, the open and secret fight between the two was not so fierce when they were in U-17, so they were not put on the table.

But that was in the past, and now there is Edogawa Sakuraichi between the two, I am afraid that the struggle between the two will soon be intensified.

Tokugawa glanced at Sakuraichi, his eyes darkened a lot. When they came back from America two years ago, Irie often called this Edogawa.

She was also the girl who mentioned it the most. The frequency made them think that the two were boyfriend and girlfriend, but now it seems that they are not.

And, the point is... standing next to her is this elegant and windy young man.

Ying Yi didn't know what they were thinking at all, but standing in the middle of them felt a little weird, so she turned her head to look at Fuji who had a somewhat cold face.

Ding--

Just when she was about to speak, the elevator door slowly opened, and Shoko Aihara's cheerful voice rang out, "Hey, Minister, you're finally here. It's so late, huh?"

Looking at the other people in the elevator, Aihara Shoko's wine-red eyes lit up instantly, "Hey, Minister, who are they?"

(End of this chapter)