Akizuki Takazo will never get hurt

'The faint fragrance is not the orange fragrance, but the faint, milk-like, but different, nostalgic feeling and taste...'

"What are you thinking about?"

"Grandma... well, it's nothing."

"Qiuyue-kun, H."

Delicate fingertips lightly touched Xiao San's cheek, looking at Yukinoshita Yono's smiling face, Xiao San felt a little dizzy.

Sighing, he stretched out his hand and patted his fingers on his face, Xiaosan stood up, without looking at Yukinoshita Yono, walked to the bathroom alone.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom.

When Yukinoshita Yono stood in the living room and saw Xiaosan again, the other party came out of the bathroom with wet hair, wiping his cheeks with a towel.

The expression became as calm as when they met, which made Yukinoshita Yono feel more interesting in his heart.

In the face of things that they can't get, people will always feel strong unwillingness. This kind of unwillingness will make people's attachment to a certain thing become a little unusual.

Regarding Xiaosan's feelings, Yukinoshita Yono is very clear that this is not pure love, but because of some kind of unwillingness, boredom, and some complicated emotions that he can't express, and the desire to be entangled together.

As far as she is concerned, the so-called love and romance have long been removed from the bottom of her heart, leaving only compromise and helplessness towards reality.

"What has Mr. Qiuyue been doing recently? Could it be that he has been staying at home all the time? Isn't he bored? Doesn't Mr. Qiuyue have any friends? By the way, I haven't seen Miss Feng for a long time. How is she doing recently?"

After Xiaosan's attitude cooled down again, Yukinoshita Yoshino asked a series of questions one after another, not so much as a chat, but more like an interrogation by the other party, all of which were Yukinoshita Yono's questions.

The questions were at a very normal level at the beginning, but after successive inquiries, before Xiaosan could answer, they became more private one by one.

"Are you so straightforward with everyone?"

"No, this is the case for Qiuyue-kun, because Qiuyue-kun is special~"

After finishing speaking, Yukinoshita Yoshino winked at Xiaosan, she looked very girly and cute, but for Yukinoshita Yoshino's overly fake mask and performance, Xiaosan couldn't get any favor at all Come.

After all, Xiaosan is still a relatively traditional type of person in his bones, and his personality is not that lively type.

From a very long time ago, whether it was Genji Takitani, Masamune Makabe, or Akira Akutsu, in their eyes, Xiao San was a very stable person, and only occasionally behaved in line with the atmosphere Come on with some lighthearted attitude.

For the overly lively type, Xiaosan doesn't like it, and he can't handle it.

The simple character is quite cute, like the type of girl Yuika Koga, although it is a little bit 'strange', but at least the character is relatively innocent in nature, and will not have too complicated thoughts.

But Yukinoshita Yoshino in front of him is a completely different type from Koga Yuika, under the seemingly cute and sweet appearance like cotton candy, it is like a deep bottomless pit, making people confused.

Just like her name, Yukinoshita Yono, under the snow-like pure and white appearance, maybe it is an irresistible flame that can burn ordinary people.

Flames can warm, but they can also burn those around them.

"Speaking of which, you are the daughter of a county councilor, right? Xiaochun said that your family seems to be a well-known local family?"

"Ah, is it possible that Qiuyue-kun is interested in my family background and is considering marrying into our Yukinoshita family?"

To this, Xiao San just smiled lightly.

Although the famous family sounds good, and the county councilor sounds very powerful, but in essence, it has no meaning at all to Xiaosan living in Tokyo.

In terms of identity, the county councilor's daughter seems to be very powerful, but he also has the identity of a writer. He only needs to show his identity when he walks outside. As long as he is not a senior in the literary world, other people will have to call him "teacher" when they see him.

Especially with Xiaosan's current interpersonal relationship, whether it is the Shinomiya family or the Fujiwara family, compared to these two behemoths, the Yukinoshita family is simply a joke.

"Sounds good, but I don't like getting married."

"Then I can be Akizuki Haruno~"

Noticing the meaning in Xiaosan's smile, Yukinoshita Yangno looked at Xiaosan with more curiosity, narrowed his eyes, and showed a gentle smile, but couldn't help but want to understand Xiaosan in depth identity and relationship.

The squinted eyes covered her thoughts, Xiaosan didn't pay attention, but he was also aware of the trouble of the woman in front of him.

"Forget it, I don't want to go home one day and change from Qiuyue-kun to Qiuyue-chan the next day."

"Qiuyue sauce, it sounds good."

Sighing, the two sat in the living room and had been chatting for a long time, but they kept wrangling each other.

"Do you drink? I searched for a long time before I found this good wine that was treasured by my father from home."

"Recently quit drinking."

"Is that so? It's a pity. I was expecting that after drinking, Mr. Qiuyue would suddenly become wild, and then recklessly inflict brutal things on me, a weak woman. After a while, he abandoned the pregnant woman." Ladies, you've gone to have fun on your own."

"Are you talking about a morning show? Sounds like fun."

"Then Qiuyue-kun, do you want to try?"

Deliberately reached out and lightly touched the button of the neckline, as if implying something, Xiaosan just stayed for a moment, then withdrew his gaze.

A woman like Yukinoshita Yono is not an ordinary trouble.

"No, I'm afraid of being poisoned."

"Huh? That's too much. Even puffer fish is delicious."

"But I regret my life."

"I also like Qiuyue-kun like this."

A woman who is full of lies, and a man who doesn't know which of her words are true and which is false. The two of them are sitting on the sofa, making eye contact with each other, and chatting about the content of the conversation that ordinary people can't imagine with their radio waves. .

"The environment here is really good. Whether it is the layout or the atmosphere, it is much better than my residence. Speaking of which, Qiuyue-jun is still the president of the company, right?"

"Ah."

He stood up, walked to the kitchen counter, made a cup of tea, and slowly sat down on the sofa again, with his hands in his cuffs, looking at Yukinoshita Yono who kept asking questions.

Compared with being alone with nothing to do, such a situation is not so annoying.

'I'm really...'

"Then Qiuyue-kun might actually have more money than Yukinoshita's family? In this case, I can be Qiuyue-kun's mistress?"

"Sorry, I don't have that much money."

"Then I can raise you~"

For someone who can afford a high-end apartment and even a villa, talking about having no money, Yukinoshita Yono thinks it should be a good joke, at least it can make her not feel bored today.

He once longed to be taken care of by a rich woman, but after he was tentatively rich, even if someone said he wanted to take care of him, he couldn't arouse any interest.

Why not sooner?

He was sighing in his heart, but his expression was still as calm as water.

If five or six years earlier, Yukinoshita Yoshino had appeared in front of him and said that he wanted to raise him, maybe it would have been a different story, right?

pity.

No if.

- - - -

"Today Rhode Island also has a Shura field"

The doctor who lost his memory and traveled through the memory of another world embarked on the story of looking for operators to rebuild Rhodes Island.

This was originally a very passionate story, but...

Texas: Doctor, how are you preparing for tomorrow's... thing.

Mostima: Oh, I remember the doctor asked me to go to the playground with him tomorrow.

Skadi: The weather seems to be fine tomorrow, why don't you go out occasionally and take a walk with me by the beach.

Huang shouted loudly: Na na na na, doctor, let's have dinner together tomorrow! ! !

Hei: Sorry, I have to protect the doctor tomorrow, so please change the itinerary.

The women glared at the doctor.

For a long time, the doctor hesitated and spoke intermittently.

"Uh... I seem to have a stomachache tomorrow!"

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Just like this, the heartstrings were pulled, getting close but not too close, saying that I like it, but keeping a distance.

Yukinoshita Haruno, a troublesome woman.

After realizing that his mood was not so calm, Xiaosan quickly ended the conversation with Yukinoshita Yono, and 'kicked' the other party out of his sight.

After all, he is not a pure-hearted and ascetic person, Xiaosan now has a deeper understanding and experience of the already weak will.

Taking advantage of his rationality still gaining the upper hand, he drove Yukinoshita Yoshino out of his territory, and Xiaosan, who was left alone, breathed a sigh of relief, embracing his innocence for himself... ...probably more.

"At least it prevents some bad things from happening."

When thinking of innocence, I can't help recalling those absurd things. Thinking of Katsura Manami, and Saizonji Odoriko, the expression on his face suddenly became a little complicated.

Stretching out his hand to cover his lips, his calm expression turned pale, and he forcibly suppressed the disgusting feeling.

call--

After a while, resisting the urge to nausea, Xiao San heaved a long sigh of relief, picked up the teacup, went to pour a cup of herbal tea, drank it all in one gulp, and relieved the discomfort in his intestines.

A long time has passed. Although he resisted at that time, it was not that serious. It can be said that he didn't like it. He felt that his masculine dignity was trampled on. But as time went by, these things he wanted to forget on purpose, But from time to time in some kind of surface.

From disliking, it turned into some kind of deeper malice, lingering around Xiaosan - a kind of spiritual obsession with cleanliness.

Perhaps Gui Xin, Nitro, and Sagiri, because of their resistance to that memory, chose to accept it.

If you hate something, you will be more eager to like something.

As if trying to deny something and then try to prove something, with that thought in mind, the choice becomes subtler.

Can't help but start to doubt myself.

Do you really like it yourself?

It's been too long, and he himself doesn't understand what kind of feelings he has for Sagiri and the others, at least he must have some feelings for Sagiri. Compared with Gui Xin and Nitro, he has become a little confused.

"In the beginning, it was just a subtle one...you said it was subtle, but you still didn't control yourself?"

Gui Xin's active approach is partly the reason, but if Xiao San has no responsibility at all, then he is completely justifying himself, if he doesn't accept it, there will definitely not be any problems.

Maybe the situation will be easier than it is now?

For Nitro, it is more pure desire, there is not much emotion in it, it is just pure desire.

"If you think about it this way, it seems a little too much for Nitro."

But Nitro also seems to understand this, and his attitude towards Xiaosan has always been very calm, not much admiration, just relying on, looking for someone to rely on.

But getting along with Nitro, for Xiaosan, should be the easiest one among the people around him.

"Ah, I'm thinking about Nitro, let's go and see her."

Standing up, I feel that I have been in my home for too long, and I feel a little rusty. I glanced at the time, but it was already a bit late.

"It's already afternoon today. About an hour has passed, right? How long can I stay there? Will her mother come home? If so...it seems a bit inconvenient today."

Xiaosan, who rarely takes the initiative to invite others on weekdays, suddenly has the idea to take the initiative to contact, but unfortunately, there is not enough time.

Closing his eyes and thinking about it for a while, Xiaosan gave up unnecessary thoughts, and decided to wait until tomorrow to see the situation and go to Nitro.

"Perhaps, Nitzi is with Guixin now, if he goes to find her, maybe Nitzi will find out, and then we will meet..."

While walking towards the bedroom, Xiaosan murmured to himself.

On the second day, Xiaosan stood in front of his closet, looked at his dazzling array of clothes, and the trousers neatly stacked aside, looked carefully for a long time, but found that they were all the same as the scene he had imagined. There are some differences.

Although it seems that the colors and styles are slightly different, the clothes in Xiaosan's closet are basically the same style, there is no need to worry about it at all.

Randomly choosing a pure white long-sleeve and a lake green cardigan, plus a pair of linen slacks, Xiaosan standing in front of the mirror considered his own attire.

"Well, it's very ordinary. If the colors are matched, it won't look too abrupt."

If you stand in the sea of ​​people, it is probably the relatively fresh type, which will not give people too strong a feeling.

I haven't learned how to match, Xiaosan has always asked for his own dress not to be too popular, and not to give people too strong a fresh feeling.

"At the end of the day, it's just what you like."

He stretched out his hand to touch his thin hair that hadn't been trimmed for a while, and fell in front of his eyebrows, thinking about whether he should trim his long hair before seeing Nitro, or after he saw it.