[Black Basket Kise] Envy

self-closing.Everyone around him was negative, in denial.Surrounded by this world, he slowly lost his trust in getting along with others.

You can't.

You are still far away.

You think the truth too simply.

There are piles of people with dreams, which one are you?

……

But it doesn't matter.Try again, try again, go on for another day, let me go on one more time, try again even though it's all over...

It's okay.Go ahead and try it.I will always be behind you, watching you, supporting you when you are suffering, and being happy with you when you are happy... So, try again!i will be here...

To use the most cliche transitional language, the relationship between the two people is no longer as strong as before, and there is still a development trend.

"Isn't that great?" I responded, "You guys are getting better...but wait a minute, why do you say you made your most important work when he wasn't with you? What happened?"

"Well, there's still time anyway, so let's talk slowly." He smiled, "Anyway, if you're going to die, sooner or later."

"...Please forget about this matter first."

Before the end of that winter vacation, Shirazuma often met with Kise, and listened to Kise talk about some things about the era of miracles and her own flight.Bai's wife recorded it in writing.Prepare to save it for later material use.

Under the influence of Kise, Shirazuma became more cheerful.Other assistants just use the process of "metamorphosis of animals" to describe it.Akihara was very happy to see the threshold of this stage gradually passed.Of course there is also less jealousy.

One day, when Kise couldn't come to work because of a cold, Shirazuma shrugged in front of the convenience store.This is really impossible.

But as soon as he took a step, Bai Wife's phone rang.Turning on the phone, looking at the caller ID... Ah, this is really rare.

Taking a bus to a narrow street, Bai's wife walked into the street and entered a shop.As soon as he opened the door, he saw Ito sitting in the middle of the store with red cheeks, wobbly and excited, "Ito."

"Oh, it's finally here, Bai Wife! This way!"

"..." Bai Wife followed Ito's waving and sat next to him, "Why did you call me here?"

"Auntie! This crispy bone! Two more skewers, for this man."

"Yes!" Auntie replied loudly.

"Well," Ito poured a glass of beer for his wife, "let's have a drink first."

"You are so strange. What happened today?"

"Hmph," Ito hummed happily, as if announcing some big event, "Don't be envious after I've said it! I...Hmph~"

"I would envy you for being a ghost."

"Don't do that, let me finish!"

"Smell like a drunkard, it's really annoying!" Bai Wife pushed Ito, who was sticking his head towards him, with a look of disgust, "I hate drinking the most."

"Will you let me tell?"

"...Then hurry up and stop laughing."

"Hmm!" Ito coughed pretendingly, "Actually... today I..."

"?"

"Hired by Akashi International!!"

"..." Bai Wife lowered her head and took a sip of beer, "Oh."

"I said! Why are you so cold? I was admitted by that Akashi International!! Akashi International! Akashi International!!"

"What does that have to do with me? By the way, I don't know Akashi International at all."

"Ah," Ito's joy cooled down, and he suddenly turned into an uncle who painfully recalled the past, "You don't know... But, Kise Ryota, do you know him?"

"Well, I know that. But, Akashi Kokusai, what the hell?"

"The age of miracles, you know?"

"I've only heard of it."

"Hey? Why have you only heard of it? That was an era of miracles!"

"Not interested in."

"I say you!!" Ito felt his joy cool down once again, "Ha~ Then, to be more concise, the captain of the era of miracles, Akashi Seijuro is the son of Akashi Seito, the supreme leader of Akashi International."

"……so complicated."

"Ah! So powerless!"

Know that Bai wife is not interested in this kind of thing.Ito was not sad either.

"I met you today." Ito took a sip of beer, "Akashi Seijuro. He met me with his father. How can I put it this way, that person is younger than me, but he feels much stronger than me."

"This kind of thing is normal. A genius is a genius."

"..."

Xila Ito shook her head, and turned back to a happy face, "Now, I have a diploma from a first-class university, a high-paying job, a handsome suit, and a house. Next, as long as My life is perfect with a wife and a child!"

"How about going on a blind date?" The white wife had no interest at all, "Wife, there are so many women in this world."

"It's easy for you to say!!" Ito was very angry when he heard Bai his wife's weak and uninterested tone, "You are lucky! You have such a beautiful, lovely and pure girlfriend! How can I have that kind of luck!"

"Does Mr. Akashi Seishomi have a daughter?"

"Hey?"

"Marry the daughter of my leader, and she will be the heir of the company in the future." Bai's wife smiled half-jokingly.

"That's what he said."

"Eh? I'm joking." Don't take it seriously.

"But," Ito became frustrated, "Mr. Seijuro is the only son, because Mrs. Akashi died early. Damn, why does my father believe in the theory of not marrying a stepmother now? My wife is dead, so hurry up and marry another one! Is it okay to go to Kanji Watanabe (the protagonist of "Desire to Live")?"

"Don't use your personal interests to slander the mainstream thinking of society."

Ito looked at the expressionless white wife who ate the fragile bones, and suddenly felt aggressive, "What, what kind of saint are you pretending to be?"

"drunk."

"You man! You usually have an indifferent face, but if something really breaks your heart, I'll see how you cry! Don't really fall in love with someone, you are really not suitable for love."

"Shut up." Wife Bai held up a bunch of crispy bones to him.

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He took off his glasses, took out a tissue in his pocket, and wiped it off.You could tell in his eyes that he didn't want to talk about it.I don't know how much power a person has to tell his unbearable past without hesitation. His heart must be broken.

He stands, he bears.

His thin body bears more pressure than mine.

"..." I can't say a word, and you certainly can't.You can't judge anything, he's doing it wrong, or he's doing it right.

"I, I, went to her house to apologize. I told you about her father, he hated me. Not only! It was because I took his daughter... He hated my profession, he hated the young people back then. They’re like a bunch of roast chickens basking in the sun, thinking they’re comfortable spinning around, when it’s really not that useful.”

"..."

He shook the coffee cup, but found that there were not many sips left, "I've never been so lost. I don't know if she didn't want to see me, or her father wouldn't let me see me. I went many times and knelt a lot times, but to no avail. A daughter's youth," he stretched out his hand, and then put it down painfully, "is in my hands, lost."

"..."

He still took a sip of coffee, it seemed that the memory of the past made him a little depressed.He looked up at the sky, as if God in the sky could forgive him for what he had done, "I, after that, the first time I saw her was in court."

"What are you doing in court?"

He frowned, "Half a year later, the police caught those three people and they were put on trial. I went to see it. From my position, I can see from the front, the girl who was tortured for six months in the plaintiff's seat , turned into an old woman whose face was smeared with wax."

"..."

He bent down and covered his face with his hands, "What did I do? What did I do..."

"After that, what did you do?"

He looked up, but didn't look at me, just stared at the river, "I, escaped."

"What about your yellow-haired friend? You left him?"

He rubbed his forehead in embarrassment, "What reason can I still be there? I have considered myself a big bastard since I was a child. This incident made me feel that I am a guy who is completely worthless... Well, it can’t be considered completely worthless.”

"?"

"I wrote one of my most important short stories after that, which was very successful."

"Then why not serialized?"

"Short stories are not the same as serialization. At that time, I created them just to vent my dissatisfaction and hatred, not serialization. That is not allowed to be serialized."

"..."

I suddenly remembered.Indeed, there was one thing that was discussed for a long time many years ago.Now I don't want to think too much about that matter.I also don't want to imagine that he is that person.And more, I am reluctant to judge his behavior.I just want his story.He is right, let future generations judge us.They are not restricted by us, and are more objective than our evaluation.

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"Hey, don't you think that teacher doesn't like talking to girls? He always comes to boys."

"Yes, yes! I heard from the previous seniors that he has been like this since before."

"Do you think it will be him..."

"What are you two talking about? Are you so happy?" Akihiko Ogata clasped the heads of the two of them, and pressed them on the manga paper on the table, "Stop talking and draw more! Talk less about the personal problems of the teachers."

"Yes~" one of the students