The beautiful girl who rejects me will regret it

Chapter 167 Mr. Fujiwara Yoshiaki's Melaleuca Routine
After an unknown amount of time, the absolutely airtight room was opened, and Xiyuanji Akino could finally see the light.

It's just that he hasn't been exposed to light for a long time, and suddenly letting light in will irritate his eyes.

After a little blurred vision for a while, it quickly returned to normal.

Xiyuanji Akino lay on his side on the ground, looking at the figure outside the door.

"Help him untie, and then take him out to take a bath and eat." Fujiwara Yoshiaki left after leaving this sentence.

After a short follow-up, someone came in to help him untie, and he was respectful throughout the whole process, as if he was afraid that he would offend him.

At this time, Xienji Akino already probably knew Fujiwara Yoshiaki's intentions, and he also had a clear idea in his heart about how to face him next.

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After bathing, eating, and applying some ointment on his wrists and ankles, Akino Xiyuanji came back to the tea room.

Fujiwara Yoshiaki looked at Akino of Saiyuanji's energy, and even had a little more energy, he knew that he had achieved his goal.

Saiyuanji Akino was abused like this for a day and a night, making him unable to eat, drink, or move, and could only live in absolute silence and darkness.

If it were someone with a weaker mental capacity, it would probably collapse soon.

But he didn't.

Not only was it not there, but the youthful spirit was not affected at all, on the contrary, it changed somewhat. Fujiwara Yoshiaki had a measure in his mind, so he let him sit down.

Xiyuanji Akino nodded, still showing respect to Fujiwara Yoshiaki.This kind of literacy in the bones cannot be deceived, and his energy-raising skills are even stronger than many adults.

Can bend and stretch, is a real man.

Then, the next step is the last step of guidance.

Fujiwara Yoshiaki wants to mobilize his ambition.

"How did you feel last night?" he asked.

"very bad."

"What's wrong?"

"Can't eat, can't drink, can't move, can't see anything, it's that bad."

"This not only restricts your personal freedom, but even your right to survive is in my hands."

Fujiwara Yoshiaki sneered: "This is the power you refuse."

"..."

"Feeling resentment?" Fujiwara Yoshiaki observed his expression, and the anticipation in his heart was getting stronger and stronger. He had a very contradictory idea. He wanted to see where the limit of the boy's patience was, and he wanted to make the boy obey immediately. The script in his mind became what he wanted.

"..." Xiyuanji Akino shook his head: "I don't hate you."

"You mean I'm not cruel enough?" Fujiwara Yoshiaki asked.

"..." Xiyuanji Akino shook his head, but did not speak.

Fujiwara Yoshiaki frowned, "Then tell me, have you changed your mind?" He didn't really want to treat Akino Saizonji so viciously, he just wanted to teach him a lesson and let him know To feel the taste of power, it is best to have a feeling of blaming himself, so that he can realize that accepting his own arrangement is the only way to get revenge on himself.

But now... is this kid really not angry, or does he know how to answer in order to make me angry?
"It hasn't changed. No matter what I say, my thoughts will not change. I just want my mother to recognize my ancestors, but I am not interested in returning to the Fujiwara family. I hope Mr. Fujiwara will forgive me." Xiyuan Tera Akino replied calmly.

And at this moment, Fujiwara Yoshiaki was really irritated by him.

He stood up abruptly, slapped the table, and threw the teacup to his side.

"Now! Tell me now, do you hate me?!"

"Don't hate."

"...?"

Fujiwara Yoshiaki was stunned, and his mood became extremely complicated. After a moment of silence, he continued: "Those who don't feel resentment are all weak bones. Are you temperless, or are you playing me now?"

"Son, don't be so naive, let me ask you one last time, are you willing or not?"

Xiyuanji Akino still shook his head.

Fujiwara Yoshiaki stretched out his hand, wanting to slap Saiyuanji Akino, but when the palm was about to fall on his face, he stopped when he saw the boy's clear eyes.

Yoshiaki Fujiwara was in a conflicted state of mind at this time. He wanted to make Akino of Saiyuanji resent him and develop ambitions and ideas about the position of the heir of the Fujiwara family. In this way, he would not need to do other things, and he would be able to let him Into the Fujiwara family.

However, he also wanted to have a good relationship with Akino of Xiyuan Temple. He was willing to be insulted here for his mother's sake, and he would not say that he hated his young man. See.

Although so far, the time spent together has only been more than ten hours, but he has also seen too many excellent qualities from him.

For such a boy, he wants to stay, he wants to stay so much!
Maybe when he was about to die, he was the only one who could sincerely mourn for him.

Sorrow and many complicated emotions came to his heart, Fujiwara Yoshiaki withdrew his hand, and sat down beside Saienji Akino instead.

At this moment, he seemed to be getting older, the wrinkles on his face were obvious, and the light in his cloudy pupils also dissipated a bit, "Twisted melons are not sweet, I know this, but ah, child, do you know , The current situation of the Fujiwara family is not good, it can even be said to be very bad."

"Is there really no other heir?" Xiyuanji Akino asked.

"Heirs are everywhere, but I can see their usual behavior. A huge chaebol has raised too many dudes, and they are all things that are worthless. If those people are corrupted by interests The Fujiwara family will definitely fall from the number one title if they reach this position."

"And with this sign, if there is another internal struggle, the chaebol will only become a fertile field eaten by pests, and sooner or later it will decline."

"The Fujiwara family... would such a behemoth have such troubles?" Xiyuanji Akino thought of many families whose wealth was no more than three generations, and the Fujiwara family has been prosperous for so many years, does the current patriarch still feel precarious?
"Hahahahahahahaha——" Fujiwara Yoshiaki laughed happily as he listened to Saizonji Akino's innocent words.

This kid finally exposed his weakness. Although he has a good temperament in all aspects, he is too short-sighted after all, and doesn't understand what some people will do for profit.

Now it means that I am not dead yet, and I can still control the demons and goblins below. If I die...

After Fujiwara Yoshiken smiled for a while, he said, "My child, you are still too young, and there are still many things you don't understand."

"The Fujiwara family, if I only cared about the surname Fujiwara, then I would have been able to keep my ears shut and relax as much as I wanted."

"The wealth and surname of the Fujiwara family will definitely last for a long time, so I don't need to worry about it."

"However, it is by no means wealth and surname that carry a family, but glory, soul, and spirit."

"Glory is easy to understand."

"Everyone who enters the Fujiwara family, even if it's just a maid, a gardener, or a chef, they will definitely feel proud, even proud, of working for the Fujiwara family."

"This is what glory brings."

"After the glory, there is the soul. The patriarchs of all generations believed that as long as you have the surname of our Fujiwara family, then you will be born as a member of the Fujiwara family and die as a ghost of the Fujiwara family. This is the belonging of the soul. In glory, but also born of glory."

"The last spirit, come to think of it, you must be wondering why it is always so quiet here, everyone can complete their work like a robot, and never complain."

"You must also feel that living here is very depressing, and sometimes it is difficult to breathe, right?" Fujiwara Yoshiaki asked with a smile.

Xiyuanji Akino was a little surprised and nodded.

This is indeed his inner feeling before.

"This is a rule I deliberately set up, in order to hone their spirits, so that they all spontaneously develop a collective consciousness of selfless dedication to the Fujiwara family, so that they all have the consciousness to die for the Fujiwara family."

"..." After listening to Xiyuanji Akino, he felt that what he said was quite reasonable.

But unexpectedly at the next moment, Fujiwara Yoshiaki changed his style of painting.

"Glory, soul, spirit, it all sounds like that."

"But if you see through its essence, this is actually a kind of domestication of human beings, that is, a means of controlling people."

"...So what you said just now is all false?"

"Of course not. That's all true. Glory, soul, and spirit are what they can really feel. But for the superiors, we can't immerse ourselves in the same world as them. You need to understand this."

"We...?" Xiyuanji Akino suddenly came to his senses, when did he start to accept the teachings of Fujiwara Yoshiaki?
Fujiwara Yoshiaki shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I don't intend to force you anymore, but you want your mother to recognize your ancestors and return to the clan. This purpose has not changed, right?"

"Hmm." Xiyuanji Akino felt an indescribably weird feeling, although things seemed to be moving in a good direction.

But...is this what Fujiwara Yoshiaki wants to see?
This ability to guide people... is really scary.

Xiyuanji Akino began to be more vigilant, mainly to warn himself to stay awake and not to be easily led as before.

"Then, the second method is that you need to complete three competitions, and your opponent..."

"Come in." Fujiwara Yoshiaki clapped his hands, and then walked in from the door on the other side, a boy in a suit, about 178 tall, and an ordinary-looking boy.

And this boy is none other than Nagi Fujiwara disguised as a man.

"His name is Fujiwara Tsutsumitsu. Since you rejected me, then I need you to help me cultivate a new heir who is useful to me. Both of you have to accept my test, and in the end, whoever wins, Who can let me satisfy his request."

"How about it, child, so you can finally accept it?"

Fujiwara Yoshiaki asked with a smile.

Saiyuanji Akino looked at the old man's smiling face.

Suddenly felt.

It seems that I still fell into the pit.

(End of this chapter)