?? z? 7aWQ??? Rb?? l? 8?,?;? C? 43O??? bn? >?? oZd?? 5X? Y? W >?? G??， The organizer knows who I am, and there must be someone in this room who can see through my disguise when they're serious, "Seiji said.
"As you said, this behavior is meaningless, but this attitude is meaningful. I don't want anyone here to know who I am, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble. "
"Is your identity sensitive?"
"Not sensitive … maybe a little." Seiji tilted his head. "Actually, it's not a big deal. I just want to avoid unnecessary trouble, that's all."
Izawa remained silent.
"Do you like those kinds of books?" He turned to look at the light novels.
"Yes, I like them very much."
"What about manga … and anime?"
"I like them very much as well."
"Your interests are very similar to my master's, so you should get along very well. However, Your Excellency doesn't want to reveal your true identity. How regrettable. "Izawa sighed.
Seiji blinked.
"You want to introduce me to your master, so that she can have someone to talk to, so that you can be free, right?"
"… I don't have such thoughts." Izawa averted his gaze.
"You're not very good at lying, Izawa-san." Seiji smiled.
The handsome gray-haired man had an awkward expression.
Seiji was curious about the master Izawa was talking about, but since he was a strange person who didn't want to reveal his identity, he decided not to ask about other people's business.
He began to read the light novel in his hand again.
…\ r
In the luxurious hall, Xiaye listened to the girl in front of her speak, trying her best not to show any stiffness in her expression.
This beautiful girl had beautiful reddish-brown hair, with a silver hairband on her head. Her bangs were pinned up with cute bunny hairpins, showing off her delicate white face. Her large eyes were sparkling, and her small mouth kept talking.
Summer Night tried to respond to her words, but she couldn't keep up with her … I really can't talk about BL topics!
Xiaye was a fan of anime and manga, but she was just a fan. She didn't know much about things like BL.
It was her first time meeting this daughter of the Fujiwara family named Kanna Fujiwara. Because she recognized the hair clip on Kanna Fujiwara's head as the Cream Bunny, the mascot of Honey Candy Girl, she brought it up and talked about the anime.
After that, they talked about other anime and manga, and the Fujiwara lady gradually became more and more excited. The more she talked, the more passionate she became. She even touched on a deeper topic.
She's an otaku, you know.
Natsuya was well aware of this fact. She was quite happy that she was able to meet a girl who liked to chat about anime at such an event, but Natsuya's level was too high. Natsuya really wanted to summon Seiji over to face her … no, deal with her.
Summer Night felt a bit awkward as she listened to Kanna go on and on about boy pairings, but she didn't stop her or leave.
Compared to talking to other people in the hall, it was more relaxing to listen to this Grand Mistress Fujiwara talk about these things.
The two of them were having a "lively conversation," but someone walked over and interrupted them rudely.
He was a beautiful young man wearing dark blue Sakura Island attire. He had medium-short dark blue hair, straight bangs, and light purple eyes. His face was fair and gentle, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved. He had a gentle temperament.
"I'm sorry to disturb you, but my impatience made me do this," he said softly. He said gently, "Please give me some time. Let me talk to you, okay, Xiaye?"
"We're not close enough to call each other by name, Mitarai-kun." Summer Night looked at the boy, and something flashed in her eyes. "I'm having a good time with Fujiwara-san, and I don't want to interrupt, so please allow me to politely decline your request."
The boy named Akira Mitarai's expression didn't change. Instead, he smiled.
"You're beautiful even when you're cold … It's fine, I'll wait here. Hopefully, it'll be my turn when you're done chatting with Fujiwara-san."
As he spoke, he revealed a trace of loneliness. He turned around and walked some distance away, looking out the window.
Summer Night looked at Kanna Fujiwara again, only to see her widening her eyes.
"Um … Wanhua -san, you and Mitarai-san are …?"
"We're old classmates, not friends," Summer Night answered calmly.
Kanna blinked and looked at the beautiful boy standing in front of the window with a lonely expression. Then, she looked at the beautiful girl with a cold expression in front of her. She instantly used her imagination, and all sorts of scenarios from shoujo manga flashed through her mind …
Then, she understood what she should be doing right now.
"Wanhua -san, I'm a bit thirsty after talking so much, and I'd like to go get something to drink. Please allow me to leave for a while."
Summer Night could guess what she was thinking when she saw Kanna smile and say something like that. She felt helpless.
She really wanted to explain, but it was her first time meeting this Fujiwara-san, so she couldn't say too much.
She could only politely reply, "Go ahead."
Kanna Fujiwara walked away, but after a few steps, she suddenly turned around and gave Grand Mistress Wanhua an encouraging expression that said, "Don't be so arrogant, take advantage of this opportunity." Then, she left.
Summer Night didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Akatsuki Mitarai walked over once again.
"Thank you for your understanding, Fujiwara-san, for allowing me to have a good chat with you."
"I don't want to talk to you, but no matter how much I resist, you probably won't give up, so … let me hear you out. What do you want to say, Mitarai-san?"
"There are many things I want to say. Your previous duel, your injuries, your Spirit-branded Retainer's condition, what you've been up to … I'm very concerned about all of this, and I want to talk to you about it. I want to get closer to you." Akira Mitarai smiled.
"But no matter how hard I try, you probably won't give up resisting, so … let me be honest with you. Summer Night, what do you want in order to become my woman?"
Grand Mistress President Yukari's thoughts stopped for a moment.
She didn't expect him to ask her so directly.
Why? What was his intention? Or was it some sort of trap? A scheme?
Many thoughts flashed through her mind.
No matter what it was, her answer to this question would only be —
"I refuse."
A simple and firm refusal.
If she had answered in a more poetic manner, she could have said something nice like "the river flows in reverse, the sky is upside down, it's impossible between you and me." But this wasn't an eight o 'clock romance drama, and they weren't a tyrannical CEO and a commoner female lead.
Akira Mitarai laughed out loud.
"I knew you would say that. It's exactly as I imagined, which makes me laugh." He was still smiling, but there was a cold glint in his eyes.
"Why did you refuse me? From every angle, I'm a perfect candidate to be your husband. Everyone thinks we're a good match, including your family. But you … never really gave me a chance. "
"Please don't use the word 'everyone.' That's stupid. As for why I refused you, I've already told you the reason. "Summer Night said lightly.
"I don't want to repeat that reason. If you really want me to answer your question again, I can only say …"
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