Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what the next piece will taste like.
There are too many things in this world that are unpredictable. Even the healthy person may be hit by a truck and rolled dozens of times at the next moment. The sickest person may drag his body around and live for many years, whether it is years or years.
Seconds are the unit, and the future of life is confusing.
For Kamiya Aiko, who has long believed that her destiny is determined, the tide of life from birth to now has not been many waves, which inevitably leads to a self-centered mentality.
I have to say that this is the only setback in so many years.
Or it can also be described as a bumpy journey.
Except for the girl who is always unwilling.
There is only this person in front of me.
Kamiya Aiko's chestnut pupils reflected his face, as well as the emotions mixed in those deep black eyes, and the messy hair that she slept in added a bit of tranquility.
Eyes, nose, mouth, eyebrows, cheekbones...
Nothing seems to have changed.
It's still so familiar.
But I feel that she is much more attractive than when we first met.
It was as if a fog was covering him.
Even sitting there, there is an unmistakable aura.
When he smiles, he is like the silent sunshine of sunflowers in the field, and when he is quiet, there is a depressive and bookish atmosphere. Even his indifference gives people the feeling of ice in the mountains.
Just like this, he silently stared into Minamoto Yorimitsu's eyes for a long time, and he didn't know whether his eyes were too deep and calm, but the anger welling up in Kamiya Aiko's heart was inexplicably reduced.
As if I shouldn't be angry either.
And he seems to be much better looking than before...
"Um...guest, your order is ready."
The female clerk wearing a blue kitchen skirt stood next to the table. Looking at the two people who were obviously intimate but in a strange atmosphere, she bravely broke the silence with the things on the dinner plate.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu heard the sound and silently retracted his palm, which still contained the residual warmth on Kamiya's face.
After looking at the dishes placed by the female clerk, Minamoto Yorimitsu carefully looked at what was presented, then turned around and asked with a smile: "Can you give me some sea vegetables? I really like that in the morning."
"Okay, do you want to add salt?"
The female clerk readily agreed.
"No thanks."
Minamoto Yorimitsu thanked him as usual.
Then he moved his gaze to Kamiya Aiko opposite.
"What emotions are Kamiya-san feeling now?"
The same question bounced back at him.
"anger."
Kamiya Aiko replied expressionlessly.
Minamoto Yorimitsu continued to ask: "Is there any more?"
This time Kamiya Aiko did not answer immediately. Instead, he pushed up his rimmed glasses, looked at him deeply, and whispered in an extremely calm tone: "I will continue to take revenge on you."
"Revenge me?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu picked up two fish cakes with chopsticks and ate them. He chewed them in his mouth while taking a sip of the rich miso soup, and picked up a few strands of shredded seaweed before putting down his chopsticks with satisfaction.
"Actually, when Kamiya-san said those words just now, I didn't have the mental activity you imagined. Instead, I felt that Kamiya-san was really a bit pitiful."
To be honest, his slow and leisurely manner really deserves a beating.
The main thing is that I feel relieved.
Today's Minamoto Yorimitsu is no longer what he used to be.
If he had fought with the master before, he still relied on external bonuses, then after so many days of high-end games, he himself had also summed up a lot of experience, and he had achieved some success in terms of skill alone.
And after experiencing the two enemies of Oiyabukuro Chaon and Kamiya Aiko.
He also discovered a truth.
The most taboo thing among masters when fighting against each other is not changing moves.
It’s a flaw that’s hard to detect!
Once there is a flaw.
It would be a piece of cake to be defeated.
Even the master who is as powerful as the Medicine Bag is afraid of classic programs.
Kamiya feels like he has lived from the Edo period to the present. Even if there is no leakage, just a slight physical contact will immediately deflate like a balloon that has been punctured.
"Pity?" Kamiya Aiko's eyes flickered.
"Isn't it pitiful?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu was quite satisfied with the Japanese breakfast. After all, it was mainly light and the portion was just enough to fill his stomach. Faced with the confusion in Kamiya Aiko's eyes, he thought for a moment and said:
"Since you are so bored that you rely on these things to increase your interest, and you don't care about other people's disgust or your own innocence. In addition, it is estimated that your family background is not too low. Your parents must have very strict tutoring. Maybe in the future
Have your career plans been finalized?”
Kamiya Aiko responded with silence.
There was clarity in Minamoto Noraimitsu's eyes.
He had never thought of her as a rich girl before, but after seeing the blue Maserati just now, many of his previous doubts were cleared up in an instant.
Money and power should never be underestimated.
Tsukie Kensuke, who had been arrogant in front of him and Oyakubaucha Chaon, still begged for forgiveness after learning that Minamoto no Yorimitsu had a higher position than his father.
I'm so sorry.
The sound still lingers in his ears.
Some things can only be known if you have enough connections, and with money and power, it is not easy to find out the traces of individuals.
And the previous phone call from He Gu Zhengying...
"What happens next?"
Just when Minamoto Yorimitsu was slightly lost in thought.
Kamiya Aiko's questioning voice sounded in my ears again.
"Kamiya-san may have an excellent brother or sister, but you can't breathe under the pressure, and you have no chance to express yourself. You can't control your own life. Coupled with your parents' high-pressure policy towards you, I'm afraid that over time,
I must have given up long ago."
Putting down the soup bowl in his hand, he asked with a smile: "Isn't this pitiful enough?"
This is of course also Minamoto Yorimitsu's logical reasoning.
Isn't this often done in TV dramas?
The second young lady in a big family all has this template.
Although he could barely be said to be born with a silver spoon in his mouth, his fate was completely determined by his family, and he only had a little time to be wild before he was married.
He just said it as a joke.
But looking at Kamiya Aiko's increasingly solemn expression, as if everything he said was correct, Minamoto Yorimitsu couldn't help but murmur in his heart.
"Most people have no control over their own destiny."
"But you don't even have the most basic freedom, or you don't even have the opportunity to work hard."
"But I have a lot of things that ordinary people don't have."
"I do too, but I am free and can do what I want."
Kamiya Aiko's eyelids twitched slightly. She looked at Minamoto Yorimitsu with her hands spread out and the smile on her face. Thanks to her years of good education, otherwise she couldn't help but want to take action.
He looked across at the girl who was silenced by him again.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu shook his head and did not pursue the victory.
Instead, I called out the simulator in my heart.
The reason why he has been talking nonsense with Kamiya Aiko until now is not that Yorimitsu Minamoto is interested in her past experiences, but because he knows that he still has a chance to make money.
[The crime of rage (medium): rage stems from excessive discrimination, warning and harm to others]
[Note: Kamiya Aiko’s shame and anger towards you for belittling and teasing her personal feelings, as well as her insincerity and sense of contrast after repeated physical contact, made her extremely angry towards you]
[Note: One Sin of Rage medium roulette bonus area draw can be conducted]
[The rotation of the roulette wheel has ended, please find the corresponding rewards]
[Congratulations on getting the item: Rocket Propelled Grenade RPG-7 (comes with ten rounds of shells)]
[Reward has been sent]
Minamoto norimitsu's face turned dark when he saw the reward.
What is the use of this thing for yourself?
How much does the simulator want to kill her?
It seems that my life as a child was very good.
You don’t even want me as an undercover agent anymore, right?