The cool evening breeze rolled up the dead leaves half a foot deep beside the tree, dancing lightly like yellow-leaf butterflies. However, they only spread out all over the ground after a short distance. It is estimated that the cleaning staff will have a headache tomorrow.
“It’s been a long time since I took the evening bus.”
Minamoto no Yorimitsu said with some emotion: "It still feels like riding on a boat as always."
"But it's fun to take the bus occasionally, especially when the sun sets in the afternoon. The glass outside the street shops is reflecting brightly and looks particularly artistic. Of course, it's best to sit by the window."
It was already a bit cold in October. The artificial lake mixed with the nearby temperature, and the cool water vapor blew on the cheeks, giving people a cool feeling. The royal medicine bag tea sound exhaled softly.
It was already very late when I left the teahouse in Shangjing District.
Farewell to Seiko Kamiya, whom I happened to meet.
I chatted with Imai-san for a while.
Then they went to eat.
The royal medicine bag tea was bleeding as expected.
Since the car was temporarily borrowed by Masahide Taniguchi, and because Yorimitsu Minamoto did not let Kyoto Broadcasting make any further arrangements, they always took the bus back from meals.
Not surprisingly.
Imperial Medicine Bag Chayin didn’t ask any more questions.
Instead, he got on the bus calmly, without showing any disgust on his face. He even put his arms on the window and admired the beautiful scenery outside the window.
The images and actions are very inspiring.
But unfortunately, I guess it was just an act.
Minamoto Yorimitsu calmed down his thoughts, glanced at the girl who was following behind him, and after recollecting the dinner, he said, "The tofu today was quite delicious."
"As long as Yuan-kun likes it."
The voice of Oiyabukuro Cha, who was being addressed, seemed to be thinking about something just now. After a moment, he responded with a forced smile on his face.
She seemed to be still immersed in digesting the information. Today's encounter was very impactful to her, and it was obvious that she still hadn't completely recovered from it.
No matter it's Kyoto Broadcasting's work.
It’s still the attitude of senior Yuejiang.
Or the two people I met today.
It is completely different from the world of ordinary people. There is no ordinary daily necessities. It seems that interests and favors are in the middle, and power and status are particularly prominent.
The crystal wall cannot be shaken even if one breaks one's head.
In the eyes of people like Minamoto Norimitsu, it seems like a bubble that can disappear with just a poke. This strong contrast makes people silent.
After a while, Minamoto no Yorimitsu spoke.
"I will find someone to help you with the entry procedures tomorrow, and someone will contact you to sign the contract. You have no classes except your graduation thesis. You can go to work whenever you want."
Indeed, I have already said hello.
I asked the Yuejiang executive to handle it.
It's also very funny to say.
The pressure that prevented Oyakubaucha Chaon from joining the job all came from Executive Yue Jiang, but in the end it was Executive Yue Jiang who personally entrusted his subordinates to handle the procedures.
But those who resisted Yuejiang's executive didn't know.
It's just that the people below consciously chose to take sides because of the second generation Kensuke Tsukie.
However, when Minamoto Yorimitsu asked Executive Tsukie to ask for help, the latter just ordered Oiyabukuro Chaon's resume from the trash can of the Human Resources Department without even going through the basic process.
The seal that represents career prospects.
Like a toy in the hands of the powerful.
It's actually just one sentence.
This kind of thing is not even considered a favor.
After all, Minamoto Noraimitsu's position is higher than his.
That's why it's even more ridiculous.
The influence of power will spread out invisibly, even if sometimes it is not subjective, it will still affect others to a greater or lesser extent.
It is precisely because I know this.
The sound of royal medicine bag tea is even more pitiful.
Before she got this opportunity, she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. But after she really knew the truth and got it, she felt that her efforts were in vain and her direction in life seemed even more confused.
The efforts of an ordinary person's entire family, the preparations he has made over the years, the many books and knowledge he has read, the many days and nights he has spent...
But it's not as good as someone else's words.
So much so that as long as you sacrifice your body, which is no longer particularly important in this era, you can get something that ordinary people cannot get after decades of hard work.
This made her even more confused.
"I still want to say thank you."
"No need to say this, it's just a transaction."
Minamoto Yorimitsu waved his hand.
The imperial medicine bag tea sound became even more silent after hearing this. The fragrance of jasmine flowers still lingered on her body, but her slender and crystal eyelashes couldn't help but dim a little under the street lamp.
"Perhaps the qualifications given to me for this transaction are already difficult for others to obtain."
Minamoto Yorimitsu could not deny her words, and her words of gratitude could not move him at all. He just smiled and suddenly asked:
"Goyakuro-san, what do you think is more important than the future and dreams, or the innocence that a girl can give away when she is in love?"
The body of Yu Yaobao Chayin suddenly stiffened.
The thought that Minamoto Yorimitsu still hadn't given up suddenly came to mind, but then he thought about it and thought that he had already given up to some extent, and given his current status, it didn't seem inappropriate to ask such a question.
What's more, their relationship has turned into a transaction. Even if Minamoto Noraimitsu says something too extreme, he doesn't seem to have the confidence to refute or fall out.
Slender fingers ran through the slightly shiny hair beside her ears, and she gave her answer after a moment of silence.
"They are all important."
"This answer is a bit too greedy."
Minamoto no Yorimitsu seemed to have known her single answer for a long time. Looking at the three or two students laughing and laughing in front of the slope, he said with a little emotion:
"Everyone has dreams when they are young. Before experiencing the cruel obstacles of society, I think dreams hold a lot of weight in everyone's heart."
Dream is just a pronoun.
In fact, everyone has many things that are difficult to give up, and it is even more difficult to measure them with materials or scales. Even if they can be distinguished as important or not, they cannot be given up so easily.
In fact, she is very satisfied with the royal medicine bag tea sound.
In other words, I am very satisfied with her choice.
Not giving away her innocence proves that she still has dignity in her heart, and this dignity is exactly what he needs. Only by having a bottom line can he repeatedly make the other party hate her and realize the development strategy of sustainable mining.
I delivered my innocence today.
What will you give me tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?
The broken window effect will appear.
"Has Yuan-Jun made a choice before?"
He stood there in silence for a while.
The girl with bright makeup suddenly asked this question inexplicably.
Upon hearing this, Minamoto Yorimitsu stopped and turned his head, looking at Oiyabukuro Chagone's somewhat stubborn gaze, which seemed to contain stubbornness and resistance, as well as some kind of expectation and sustenance for the answer he would give next.
"If I had no choice, would there be any achievement?"
His answer has been given.
But it also dashed Oiyabukuro Chaone’s hopes.
That's right, no matter how powerful a person is, there will always be an even more powerful person above him. If you want to get rewards, you must pay. This is the result of balance, and you must weigh the pros and cons and give up something.
They continued walking forward.
But the steps couldn't help but slow down.
Confused, silent, gloomy...
All kinds of low emotions came one after another.
Even though the clouds in the night sky were not thick, the water vapor coming from the artificial lake made her chest feel tight, and even breathing became difficult and heavy.
Oiyabukuro Chayin felt a little dizzy. He raised his head and looked at the slope in front of him. Rows of street lamps emitted a faint light, some brighter and some darker, illuminating the road made of bluestone slabs.
Poof——
A subtle cracking sound came from the front.
One of the street lamps actually burned out.
Events like this, which have a very low probability of happening on the path to the academy, would frighten her even if she was a normal person, and then think of something supernatural in her mind.
But today she didn't.
The recent extinguishing of the street lamp in front only made the already dark slope darker.
The chirping of insects in the summer had long since disappeared, and she felt like everything around her had fallen into silence. No matter how vast the night sky was, it seemed like an endless cage.
In the past, no matter how dark the sky and the earth were, even if the typhoon came ashore and the sky and earth lost their color, Oyakubag Chayin still felt that it was strangely beautiful, and there was always a gap where light could exist, but she didn't feel that way now.
It's like a drowning person whose ankles are tangled in the underwater vines. No matter how hard he breaks free, he knows that he can't get to the shore and can only waste his efforts waiting for death to come.
In that case.
Why bother with what’s left?
But if you don't worry about it.
Could it be more tragic than drowning?
Perhaps this kind of contemplation that closed off the five senses was too deep. Even when walking, she didn't pay attention to the front at all. She moved forward slowly as if she had lost her soul.
However, when her thoughts spread wildly like tree roots, she felt something strange suddenly came from the soles of her feet. At the same time, her body tilted to the side out of her control, accompanied by pain.
"ah--"
A cry of pain came from her mouth.
What followed was that the whole person fell to the bluestone on the ground, but luckily she had just subconsciously supported her body with both hands.
But it's not over yet.
Because she has gritted her teeth.
Severe pain continued to come from the ankle.
This kind of pain brought Oiyabukuro Chayin back to reality instantly, and caused bursts of cold sweat to break out on her forehead, but she was still barely happy in her heart.
It's even scarier because it doesn't hurt.
When the body's protective mechanism experiences unbearable pain, it will automatically block the signals transmitted by the neurons, and the pain proves that it is not serious.
But she can't stand up now.
To be precise, after barely removing his foot from the gap between the bluestone slabs, Oiyabukuro Chaine felt that the pain in his ankle was more obvious than before.
However, when I asked her to try hard to hold herself up.
A hot touch and temperature suddenly touched her arm. The hot feeling made her tremble all over, as if she had touched magma.
It's hot, hot, and big.
This is the touch that comes from the skin.
Probably a pair of hands.
And the source of this burning heat is not honest.
It only stayed on her arm for a short time, then moved upstream to her shoulder. The burning sensation made her legs tense up.
Until she was pulled up by a force.
Only then did I hear the familiar voice of Minamoto no Yorimitsu.