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Chapter 120 119. "Guidance of Kisaragi Maaya"

Chapter 120 119. "Guidance of Kisaragi Maaya"

The car drove all the way, and finally stopped at a Sihe Japanese-style mansion in the Chiyoda Imperial Palace.

"Let's go, Quan."

Makoto Hirasawa opened the car door, and led Kurose Izumi into the open vermilion door covered with mottled years and ravines.

"Young Master, Young Master, welcome back."

Behind the door, a group of vassals dressed in black kimonos with golden clover family crests on their chests bowed to them.

Shintake Hirasawa nodded slightly, and walked in front of these people - at this moment, he was like a majestic superior.

He also has two faces.

Internally, he is the young master of the Pingze Consortium, who is dignified and majestic, full of the aura of a high-ranking person.

Externally, he is an 'ordinary' high school student, enjoying college life to the fullest.

As for Hirasawa Makoto's gesture, Kurose Izumi was no stranger to it.

Entering Pyeongtaek Prefecture, many precious flowers and trees are carefully cultivated in the courtyard.

On the left side, there is a pond with rockery and flowing water, in which arowana and goldfish can be vaguely seen swimming leisurely.

They walked into the hallway, shuttled back and forth in front of the screens, and many retainers bowed to them along the way.

In the end, the two came to the main room embroidered with Bi Fang's sacred bird-this is also the room of Hirasawa Shintake.

As for Hirasawa's father...

Kurose Izumi only met by chance when he went to the Ginza headquarters with Hirasawa Shintake.

"Sit down, Quan, I will have dinner delivered later."

Hirasawa Shintake first asked Kurose Izumi to sit down first in the main room, then he opened the side screen and walked into the bedroom.

He took off his school uniform, and changed into the Montsuki haori hakama kimono that represented the identity of the young master of the Hirasawa Foundation.

Immediately afterwards, he walked back to the main room, and called a retainer, asking her to help make tea and explain the dinner to the chef.

Kurose Izumi held up the teacup, looked at himself reflected in the light green tea, and said with emotion: "It seems that I haven't had dinner with you for a long time."

Before his relationship with Shiraishi Chirei improved, he always ate at the cafeteria during his lunch break.

Occasionally, we come out to play together on weekends.

"Can't we eat together these few days?" Hirasawa Shintake smiled and took a sip of warm tea.

During the recent lunch break, he wasn't lonely anymore, he always went to have lunch with Tsuda Jia.

Especially in these two days, she even ate bento made by herself!
But it's not good to talk about this kind of thing now, after all, Kurose Izumi just encountered emotional setbacks.

He didn't even dare to mention Shiraishi Qianrei's name, so as not to affect Kurose Izumi's heart!

But if he didn't say anything, it doesn't mean Kurose Izumi won't ask.

No, Kurose Izumi asked, "How are you and Tsuda doing? Is the relationship going well?"

"Do you want to ask this..."

Shintake Hirasawa scratched his head, and after being distressed for a long time, he said in a low voice: "Well, it's going well, I basically stayed with her during the lunch break."

"Really? That's good..." Hearing this, Kurose Izumi smiled sincerely.

"How are you?"

"I?"

"It's about the monitor."

Heisequan was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly: "To be honest, I don't know what to do. My mind is still confused and I can't figure it out."

Now, he is forcing himself not to think about Qianrei Shiraishi.

Otherwise, you will just be on the edge of your horn and make yourself unhappy.

No matter how you think about it, there is only one thought in Kurose Izumi's mind - what is Shiraishi Chirei thinking?
In other words—whether Baishi Qianlian loves him or not!
Izumi Kurose didn't dare to delve into this issue, and he didn't believe Chirei Shiraishi now.

So, he was caught in an endless loop.

Obviously being deceived and played with, he should hate Shiraishi Qianrei and stop dealing with her.

But the bits and pieces that he experienced together made him feel very reluctant and cherished.

He didn't know what to do, whether to forgive or cut everything off.

But to say forgive...

He can't.

The extreme transformation and paranoia of "Kuchiki Toko" has always been a warning to him—maybe Shiraishi Chirei doesn't love herself.

And let's say cut everything, "Shiraishi Chirei" is good, and the love he has for her makes Kurose Izumi unable to do it.

"If you don't understand, don't think about it. I'll stay here for now. Don't think too much." Hirasawa Shintake patted Kurose Izumi on the shoulder, and sighed deeply in his heart.

Things seemed to be much more serious than he imagined.

At this moment, he realized that he still didn't understand Kurose Izumi.

According to his previous thinking, if Kurose Izumi knew the truth, he would have to make a fuss, question Shiraishi Qianre, and then break up, right?
Or, it was very painful to think about it one night, and found that I still love Shiraishi Chirei, so I forgave her.

But now, Kurose Izumi is very calm, no one can feel that he is sad or angry at all.

After that, the two chatted for a while, and the door of the Japanese room was opened, and a group of female retainers entered with dishes in their hands.

After the retainers arranged the dishes in an orderly manner, Hirasawa Shintake smiled and said, "Izumi, these are ingredients brought from your hometown, eat more."

"Well, thank you, Zhenwu." Kurose Izumi nodded.

The so-called ingredients brought in from my hometown are actually some fresh river and mountain delicacies.

He Xian is a wild perch with the title of the Lord of the River. It has a fierce temperament and is carnivorous.

Its meat is tender and delicious, whether it is made into sashimi, sushi, soup, or pan-fried, it is very good.

Unfortunately, Japan does not like to eat steamed or boiled.

The mountain delicacies are wild boar and mushrooms, which are known as the king of the mountain.

"What thanks do we have to say? Let's eat."

Hirasawa Shintake smiled indifferently, picked up a piece of sashimi cut by the Lord of the River—that is, wild perch with his chopsticks, dipped it in seasoning, and ate it in his mouth.

As soon as the fish fillet is chewed, a burst of freshness and sweetness blooms on the taste buds, and then flows from the throat to the lungs.

He also likes this taste very much.

Afterwards, Izumi Kurose also moved his chopsticks to eat, feeling the long-lost taste of his hometown.

In the middle of eating, he seemed to feel that it was too boring to just eat without talking, so he asked casually:
"By the way, does Tsuda know about your family's situation?"

"I don't know, I didn't tell her."

Hirasawa shook his head, and said again: "It doesn't matter, right? It's just family background."

"Aren't you worried about her pressure? After all, it's the First Financial Group."

"What's the pressure? My father doesn't know how to beat mandarin ducks." Hirasawa Makoto laughed dumbly, "You also know what kind of person my father is."

"Uncle Hirasawa..."

Kurose Izumi murmured, and couldn't help showing a wry smile.

Speaking of which, before he met Hirasawa's father, he felt that the other party should be a majestic, rigid, and difficult person to get along with.

Actually it is not.

Hirasawa's father was unexpectedly kind, and he was also very kind to Hirasawa Makoto.

The reason is because I know that I am ashamed of him.

Hirasawa Shintake lost his mother when he was young, and his father was busy with consortium affairs, so he didn't care much about him.

And because of this, after Hirasawa's father knew that Kurose Izumi was his son's good friend, he was also very enthusiastic about him, and even wanted to adopt him as his godson!
"Father actually knows about Tsuda and I, he supports me, don't worry."

"No... I'll just say it casually. After all, it's quite embarrassing to just eat and not talk."

"Yes……"

After dinner, Makoto Hirasawa asked someone to put away the bowls and chopsticks, then dragged Kurose Izumi into the bedroom, and played a sister-in-law galgame.

"Izumi, this is my treasure! Although it is a sister line, it is also in line with your XP, right?" Hirasawa Matake said seriously.

And on the computer in front of him, there is a galgame called "Guidance of Kisaragi Maaya"!

"..."

Izumi Kurose looked at the screen with a black line, then glanced at Mako Hirasawa, opened his mouth, and was speechless for a while.

In fact, he felt that friends were playing galgames together...

Still pretty weird.

It's okay if it's all ages, but it's too weird to choose butter.

There is a feeling that you want your brother to be your counselor?

"What? Don't you like it? I really like this." Hirasawa Shintake said carelessly, not realizing what was wrong at all.

When he is unhappy, he also plays games with sisters or sisters to soothe his soul.

Unfortunately, this trick does not work for everyone.

At least not for Kurose Izumi.

Izumi Kurose sighed, and said, "Zhenwu, actually I have a word that I've always wanted to ask but I don't know how to say it."

"What, what?"

Hirasawa Shintake asked puzzledly, but his eyes were fixed on the screen without blinking.

His hand controlling the mouse has already clicked start!
"Does Tsuda know that you like to play this kind of game?"

As soon as this remark came out, Hirasawa Shintake's originally excited face suddenly collapsed.

Immediately, he said depressedly: "How dare I say that? I still have self-knowledge."

"Yeah, that's right." Kurose Izumi nodded as if agreeing, "I like forbidden love, it's really a bit of a ghost."

"Depend on……"

Hirasawa Zhenwu was shocked when he heard the words, and directly pressed ESC to close the game.

"I won't play anymore, I won't play anymore! I'm going to take a shower!"

While yelling, he walked towards the main room.

After this, the butter of the sister line may lose a loyal player.

"This kid..."

Kurose Izumi watched his back disappear behind the Japanese room door, and laughed helplessly.

"Ugh……"

"What about me who is a real martial artist?"

"Maybe, she just found out that I like to play, so she told me that I like to play galgames..."

 Recommend a book, it is well written, I like it, it is an old author!

  


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