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"The portrait hanging in his room was painted by you?"

Sanchū Ming nodded proudly.

"You gave him the cornflower pot by the window?"

Sanchū Ming nodded proudly.

"There are also all kinds of hand-drawn bookmarks and the white cat in the minister's house.

Buttons? "

Sanchū Ming's nose was about to reach the sky.

"So that button was given by the minister's wife." Akaya Setsubara scratched his head and apologized embarrassedly. "We all thought the minister stole it." He also secretly asked the Student Union if there were any girls registering for the new button.

So that's the case. The minister didn't steal a girl's button.

Akaya Setsubara thought happily.

He didn't know what trouble he had caused for Seiichi Yukimura.

"Little Kelp,

You can remove 'we' from that sentence.

You're the only one. "

"Hey, hey?

But Ninō -senpai, you — "

"Come and eat sushi.

It's your favorite. "Masaharu Ninō picked up a piece of sushi and directly stuffed Akaya Setsubara's mouth.

"Hmm?" Setsubara swallowed the sushi with difficulty and said, "And Marui-senpai also —"

"Eat chicken, eat chicken." Bunta Marui stuffed a chicken drumstick into Setsubara's mouth.

This time, Qie Yuan was completely speechless.

"So the letters in the minister's personal notebook were all written by the minister's wife?"

Masaharu Ninō breathed a sigh of relief and returned to his usual sloppy appearance. He touched his chin and smiled.

"The minister's wife wrote a romantic letter.

"The sentence 'You came to me so lightly,

Shining in the light that came out of nowhere, and the ordinary gloomy world around you,

Clearly separated. 'That's what I have a deep impression of. "

Sanchū Ming: "…"

Public, public execution.

She was actually publicly executed?

"Oh good —" Mushy!

Bunta Marui rubbed its arms.

When he saw Sanchū Ming's gloomy expression, he suddenly changed his words, "Romantic!"

"Bunta Bunta, you have to learn." Masaharu Ninō turned to Bunta Marui and said, "You're both my girlfriends.

The minister's girlfriend knew how to handwrite love letters.

Your girlfriend only knows how to feed you snacks. "She feeds you like a pig.

"… I'll be satisfied as long as you can feed me snacks." He decided to leave the rest to the department head.

Bunta Marui shuddered.

"So mushy …" Even the straightforward Qie Yuanchi spoke his hidden lines.

Sanchū Ming's face turned even darker.

"Is it mushy?

I quite like it. "Seiichi Yukimura patted Sanchū Ming's head to comfort him.

She smiled at Masaharu Ninō.

"But can you explain it to me?

When did you look at my handwritten account? "

Out of curiosity, Seiichi Yukimura carried all kinds of markers, paints, tape, and thick handwritten account books with her all day long.

She was writing and drawing like a literary girl … Of course, he couldn't say that.

"Masashi?" Yukimura's beautiful eyes were full of threat.

"Liu Hei showed it to me." Masaharu Ninō decisively chose to divert the trouble.

"Liu Hei told me that you had a data collation book. I looked at it and found that it wasn't." Ryohei was very calm.

"The deputy minister told me that you were secretly recording data behind everyone's backs."

Liu Hei didn't have time to criticize his stupid teammate. He calmly pushed his glasses and casually threw the bomb whose fuse was about to burn out into Sanada's arms.

Sanada Senichiro, who would never learn how to shift the blame, was speechless.

Yukimura's beautiful face turned to Sanada. Her clear and sweet voice was like the wind, the moon, and the freshly brewed osmanthus wine. "Shinichiro?"

"Kill him." Sanchū Ming expressionlessly put his hand on Sanada's head and slowly exerted force.

"You'll go to jail if you kill someone. The conditions in jail are not good." Yukimura slapped Sanchū Ming's head and pressed down the restless evil dragon.

Sanada was speechless. How could he be so lax and rely on Jing City to help him?

He finally saw through Jing City's insidious nature.

Sanada stared at Sanchū Ming's hand and expressionlessly ate a piece of thick egg yaki.

What's there to panic about? Sanchū Ming can't kill him.

Sanada, who had evolved into a Buddhist, thought.

"How long have the minister and his wife been dating for?" Hu Lang Sangyuan asked curiously.

He remembered that Yukimura had said he was single during the second year of junior high school. Since then, they had been dating.

"One year and eight months."

"Twenty-four months."

The two spoke at the same time and looked at each other. Sanchū Ming didn't have time to think about how long twenty-four months was. He glared at Seiichi Yukimura and said,

"Another three days."

Seiichi Yukimura looked at his watch and said slowly, "Wrong. It's been five days, seventeen hours, and twenty-three minutes. Ah, twenty-four minutes."

Sanchū Ming was speechless.

"How do you calculate the time?" she questioned.

"One is one year and eight months, the other is two years." Ryohei said, "The time is wrong."

"Wait." Sanchū Ming turned around. "We dated during the second year of junior high school. It's been one year and eight months."

"It's not calculated like that." Xing Cun smiled and rested his face on his hand. "It should start from my birthday."

"I didn't agree on your birthday." Sanchū Ming said seriously.

"Yes, you turned around and stayed at another man's house."

"Pfft —"

This time, it was Masaharu Ninō's turn to spit out tea.

Masaharu Ninō wiped his mouth and thought that these two were really flirtatious.

"The minister's wife is two-timing?"

The innocent Akaya Setsubara was the first to discover this blind spot. He frowned unhappily and his eyes became a little fierce, like a little wolfdog whose companion had been bullied. "Our minister is such a good person. How could you do such a thing?"

The fierce-looking little wolfdog's next sentence was, "I've decided to hate you."

… This kind of threat doesn't have any power, little kelp.

Ninō covered his face.

Sanchū Ming ignored Akaya Setsubara and was about to take a piece of bacon from Yukimura's lunchbox. After being warned by Yukimura with chopsticks, he retracted his hand and obediently waited for Yukimura to pick up the bacon and feed it to him.

"I don't only do this kind of thing." Sanchū Ming, who was fed a piece of bacon, chewed and swallowed it. After swallowing, he joked to Akaya Setsubara. "I can also sleep in another man's bed on the day Yukimura confesses to me. Hahahaha."

Seiichi Yukimura's smile froze on his face.

Sanchū Ming laughed for a while and realized that her laughter was a little abrupt.

She stopped laughing and looked at the Tachikaidai tennis club members who had serious expressions on their faces. She scratched her head in confusion. "Why aren't you laughing?"

She thought it was funny.

Seiichi Yukimura covered his face.

"Let's duel, you bad woman!"

Akaya Setsubara jumped up and shouted at Sanchū Ming. His hair was faintly turning white. "Take out your racket!"

Sanchū Ming wasn't angry.

Not only was she not angry, but her eyes were shining. Pikapika, a few kilowatts of electricity crackled in her eyes.

She looked at Yukimura and said in a reproachful tone, "You didn't tell me that there was a mutant in your team."

She loved Marvel!

"Red isn't a mutant. This is one of his abilities, demonization —"

"You big ass."

Sanchū Ming looked at the naive Seiichi Yukimura with loving and tolerant eyes. "Only the mutant Azazo can demonize."

"Griffith in Blade of Wind can also … No, that's not the point." Masaharu Ninō rubbed his head.

He was led astray by Sanchū Ming.

"Sprite's Tail also has demonization." Bunta Marui added.

"Naju or Nari?" Sanchū Ming's ears suddenly stood up as he turned to ask Bunta Marui.

This was a question that would send him to his death.

But Bunta Marui, who had a rich love life, wasn't stumped at all.

"Eh?

I only like Julian and me … "Bunta Marui scratched his head.

"You pass."

Sanchū Ming got up on one knee and reached out to hold Bunta Marui's hand. His feelings were sincere. "I won't refuse to share the burden. Let's change email addresses."

"You also like Julian?" Bunta Marui's eyes lit up. "My friends all like Lucy, only I like Julian."

He took out a piece of bubble gum and handed it to Sanchū Ming. "It's strawberry-flavored." When Sanchū Ming took the bubble gum, he took out his phone. "Come, let's have a toast!" Let's exchange email addresses!

"I also like strawberry-flavored!" Sanchū Ming's eyes flashed like two big light bulbs. "Can I call you Bunta?"

"No problem!

Bright Paste! "

Masaharu Ninō, who was ignored by the two young people, asked Seiichi Yukimura, "How many times has it been?"

How many times had he been cheated on in public?

Looking at how practiced the minister's wife was, it wasn't the first time.

Seiichi Yukimura was very calm. "I can't count."

He wasn't in the mood to count such things.

"Don't ignore me!"

Akaya Setsubara, who had been ignored and whose demonization was slowly fading, was furious. "Let's have a showdown!"

Sanchū Ming stopped talking to his new partner and turned to look at Akaya Setsubara.

"Okay." She agreed readily. "I've been annoyed by you since just now, little mutant."

How dare he call her mushy?

Even Seijuro didn't say that to her!

Sanchū Ming picked up the bamboo sword bag next to her and took out the wooden sword.

"Calm down." Seiichi Yukimura grabbed her right hand.

"Calm down." Sanada Senichiro grabbed her left hand.

The two of them gave Ryohei a look at the same time. Ryohei immediately understood the meaning and pulled Akaya Setsubara aside to cover her mouth.

The pillar of Tachikaidai's next generation must not die in the hands of Sanchū Ming!

"Not often."

"Seijuro especially likes Mickey M's McFlurries and French fries."

Three Suns and Moon bit on his drink tube and excitedly smeared Young Reindeer Ran's name. "When he was young, he even ate eight chocolate Macs in one go and got a stomach ache. He was scolded badly by his aunt."

"… Sanchū Ming."

"Why do you call me by my full name? I'm telling the truth." Sanchū Ming raised his eyebrows.

"That's because you and I made a bet. If I ate eight McFlurries, you would drink ten extra large cups of iced cola."

… Was Akaji the kind of person who would make such a childish bet when he was young?

She felt that the so-called rich kid's temperament of the Imperial Censorate was gone!

Momoi's ridicule was written all over her face. She still wanted to continue asking, "And then?

Who won? "

"Seijuro."

Sanchū Ming said, "I couldn't drink anymore after three cups. In the end, Seijuro was still eating McFlurries on the side. I told him to stop eating and that he had already won. Seijuro said no, he wanted a real victory."

She clicked her tongue. "Until now, I still can't believe that there is such a serious person."

Sanchū Ming said this bet when he was young just to find a reason to drink iced cola happily. Who knew that Seijuro's desire to win was so strong!

*

"Don't stop me!"

Akashiji Seijuro, who had eaten five McFlurries, said fiercely to her, "The victory and the tofu soup are all mine!"

It's yours, it's all yours, don't eat it!

You'll have diarrhea!

The young Sanchū Ming was tongue-tied.

*

"What was your bet?"

"The tofu soup that Seijuro's mother made that night."

Satsuki Momoi, "…"

Tetsuya Kuroko, "…"

The two of you are so childish!

"Don't look like that. Auntie's tofu soup is delicious. We all like it very much. It would be better if Auntie didn't add skirt vegetables."

"Skirt vegetables?" Tetsuya Kuroko stared at Akashiji Seijuro. "Akaji Jun … is picky about food?"

"Yes, he hates skirt vegetables. Every time he has skirt vegetables in his bowl, he will tell me that skirt vegetables can make people taller and prettier. He will trick me into eating the skirt vegetables in his bowl."

At this point, Sanchū Ming suddenly turned to look at Akaji. "Seijuro, do you think … you didn't grow much taller because —"

"Shut up." Akaji's face completely darkened.

"I didn't expect Akaji Jun to be so lively and naughty when he was young." Tetsuya Kuroko couldn't help but smile.

"…"

"And he's so proud!"

Sanchū Ming waved his hand. "When he was young, I asked him if there was anything he couldn't do. He said he knew everything."

*

"Hey, Zhengshilang, why are you so good at this and that? Is there anything you don't know?"

"No."

"Eh?

That's not right … Oh, right, I remember now!

My mom said that giving birth is a girl's privilege!

Boys can't do it!

Seijuro is lying! "

"… As long as I want to, I can do it anytime."

"Is, is Seijuro that amazing?

He can even give birth? "

"… Of course!"

*

"Chi, Akaji Jun said that?"

Hearing Sanchū Ming speak in a serious tone like Akashiji Seijuro, Momoi almost spat out her cola.

"Pfft."

Zhe Jun, who was beside her, had already spat out his cola!

"Yes!

You didn't expect that, did you? "

Sanchū Ming continued excitedly, "Also, also, Seijuro once saw a cross-dresser in the washroom —"

"Do you still remember when you rode a bicycle in the first year of elementary school?" Akashiji Seijuro threatened with a cold face. "I remember it very clearly."

"…" Sanchū Ming completely shut up and even gestured to tighten the non-existent zipper.

In Satsuki Momoi's heart, the image of Akashiji Seijuro that was gentle, refined, and authoritative in her heart had completely collapsed.

He would rub a girl's head, complain, be frightened, lose his mind, and personally cut Sanchū's hair. He would eat eight McFlurries in one go. He was picky with his food, slyly tricked people to eat something he didn't like. He cared about his face, and would even threaten people to hide his dark history …

"Akaji Jun is so cute." Satsuki Momoi blurted out.

This time, Akaji's cold and murderous gaze could no longer scare her.

Whether it was Akashiji Seijuro or Sanchū Ming, as long as the other party was around, they would be exceptionally lively.

They were no different from her and Daigetsu. On the contrary, because the two of them were usually calm and collected, they seemed even cuter.

"Right, right, my Seijuro is the cutest." Sanchū Ming nodded repeatedly, and when no one was paying attention, she secretly reached out to Akaji's cola.

Then, her hand was grabbed.

"Tetsuya told me that you drank two iced colas and a can of strawberry milk in the morning.

And another iced colas in the afternoon? "Akashiji Seijuro's gentle and magnetic voice sounded.

Sanchū Ming immediately looked at Tetsuya Kuroko with an accusing gaze.

Tetsuya Kuroko's big round eyes blinked, and he glanced out the window.

"You just drank your fourth iced colas, do you want to continue?"

"No, no, no, Brother Zheng, not at all."

She shook her head like a rattle drum, and her hair swayed along with it, revealing the rainbow color that Akaji didn't like.

Without even thinking, he slapped Mitsune and Moonlit's swaying head.

"Akaji Jun, do you want to learn from Atsushi and crush Sanikuyue San's head?" Kuroko suddenly said.

“？？？

Brother Zheng, let's talk nicely, what did I do wrong? "

"Akaji Jun and Little Moon's relationship is really good." Satsuki Momoi said while holding her chin.

"Because Auntie once saved my mother.

It's said that the two of them hit it off at first sight and were deeply in love … "Sanchū Ming poked Akashiji Seijuro." What happened next? "

"Are you talking about the marriage or the cross-dressing thing?" Akaji asked calmly.

"… What I want to say is that they enrolled us in the same kindergarten."

"If you dare to talk about marriage with someone else, I'll show your cross-dressing photos to your teammates." "Yeah, that's right," said Mitsui Yueming calmly.

Satsuki Momoi and Tetsuya Kuroko straightened their backs under Akaji's cold gaze.

Tetsuya Kuroko said, "Sanchū Ming -san, we can contact each other by email."

"Okay, okay."

Satsuki Momoi said, "Little Moon, do you mind if I go to your house to play?"

"No problem, I don't mind."

Akaji …

Akaji ate a piece of spicy chicken in silence.

"Seijuro, I'm not full …" Sanchū Ming said softly.

"What do you want to eat?" Akaji thought for a moment. "The pudding shop that we passed by?"

He remembered that Sanchū Ming had glanced at it several times.

"You're an angel." Sanchū Ming gave him a thumbs up.

"I want strawberry flavored pudding."

"You can't eat too much at night …" Akaji stood up helplessly as if he was used to being ordered around by Sanchū Ming. He asked, "Where's Momoi and Tetsuya? Do you want pudding?"

"Vanilla. Sorry to trouble you, Akaji Jun."