[King of Nets_Trails] Birds and Fish

Chapter 53 [Vol.003] Green

- You were my armor.

Later it became my weakness.

*

Probably Akimoto Kenjiro never thought that a docile person like me in his eyes would stick his neck and resist him. After all, I am the heir he has worked so hard to cultivate for 15 years.

I did, however, and lost my temper for the first time when my dear grandfather ordered me to have dinner with the Kondo dandy in an almost commanding tone.That dude always tried his best to touch me, and when I was having dinner, I was so disgusted that I almost vomited out the overnight meal.

"You let me down so much, Liang Xi."

He accuses me coldly.

I think I'm right.

Everyone in the upper class knew that the only son of the Kondo family was a dandy who could not be supported. He was very frivolous and had a bad reputation.Only Qiuyuan's family would join in.

"I am the heir of the Akimoto family, not a tool for marriage."

"Whether you are the heir depends on me, not on you. I can make you the so-called 'heir of the Akimoto family', or make you lose everything overnight."

Check it out.

This is my grandfather.

The head of the Akimoto family.

I confronted him with a cold face, but this time, I never bowed my head.

Hideki Akimoto, who was kneeling beside Kenjiro Akimoto, feared that I would offend Patriarch Akimoto, pressed my head forcibly, and said with dark eyes, "Apologize to your grandfather."

I bit my lip in pain.

Not a word.

My whole body was frozen stiff.

"enough."

Akimoto Kenjiro stopped him: "Don't think that if you leave you, the Akimoto family will have no other heirs."

"Just try."

It took him 15 years to cultivate a seemingly perfect heir.

There can be several 15 years in life.

At this point in the matter, there is nothing to say.From the moment I was born, it was doomed that the girls of the Qiuyuan family were just tools for the marriage of the Qiuyuan family from beginning to end.

·

The Akimoto family cut off my source of income.

When the store told me that the credit card could not be used, I frowned in distress, put the card back in my pocket as if nothing had happened, and thanked the clerk.

Surprisingly calm.

I should have thought of that earlier.

My grandfather was cold-blooded and ruthless, and he did it better than anyone else.He just stood on a high place and looked down at people contemptuously, telling me plainly that "I am nothing without Akimoto's house".

Back then, I learned painting from my teacher behind the back of the Qiuyuan family, and I made a lot of money from the art exhibition.Fortunately, this little money saved me from starving to death on the street.

Going to the United States to study was planned before, but I was always worried that Akimoto Kenjiro would do everything possible to obstruct me. After all, as the heir of the Akimoto family, the head of the Akimoto family could not let me wander away.

Now I don't have any worries.

I can do what I want as long as I have the money to live a simple life.

I rented a house near the school, and I shared a room with a college student, not a few years older than me.Except for talking on the phone with her boyfriend at night, and calling for hours, she doesn't interfere with each other at other times.When I was not in class, I took my previous paintings to set up a stall.

But business is not good.

Mr. Yijiyuan once commented that my works are too cold, which is the coldness that seeps into my bones.Westerners are passionate, they will not like this style of painting.

I stood alone in the cold and lonely foreign country, holding my increasingly dry wallet, as if I had walked into a dead end.

Even though life in the United States is difficult, there is freedom and happiness that I have never experienced in Japan.

*

The first time I met Echizen Ryuya was at a fellowship with the school next door.

"Artemis."

A girl from the same class stopped me in the corridor. I remember that she was also a Japanese, but I didn’t have a deep relationship with her. It was almost a conversation.I tilted my head and thought for a while, and finally remembered the man's name: "Bai Jing-san."

I asked, "What's the matter, Shirai-san?"

The curvature of the corner of the mouth is just right.This is due to the etiquette lessons of the Akimoto family for so many years, I even forgot, normal, sincere smile.

The girl was stunned for a moment.

I laughed and repeated it again.

"Shirai-san?"

"Ah, sorry."

The girl bowed and apologized to me with a blushing face, and I couldn't help but feel helpless.She bowed several times in a row, until the smile on the corner of my mouth slowly froze before she got down to business: "Is Artemis free tonight?"

It is said that today the urban management has strictly inspected and several stalls near me have been smashed. I have no plans to go out to set up a stall for the time being.

So I shook my head: "No."

The girl's eyes lit up, "I have a sorority here, all of them are Japanese students from nearby schools, do you want to join?"

I'm in a bit of a bind.

I don't like this kind of blind date in disguise, but looking at the shining eyes of the girl in front of me, I suddenly couldn't say no to it.I haven't attended a party since I entered school, so I can't justify it.

"Ah."

I nodded.

·

There were some unfamiliar faces at the banquet. When I stepped into the box, I felt faint regret, but I couldn’t take my steps back. Shirai sat in the most conspicuous position and waved to me, with an exaggerated gesture that was particularly conspicuous: "Artemis."

Everyone looked at me in unison.

There was half a second of stagnation in the air.

Bai Jing moved aside to make room, and said loudly, "Sit here."

This classmate Shirai is too familiar.

I don't like to be glued to such hot gazes, and because I only know Shirai among this group of people, I raised my feet and walked over, and Shi Shiran sat down.

The boy next to me struck up a conversation with great interest, "Hey, are you from the Academy of Fine Arts?"

He has a handsome appearance and a pair of piercing eyes.

"Hello."

"What's your name?"

I paused.

"... Artemis."

Akimoto Kenjiro said that you are not allowed to use the surname "Akimoto" when you leave the door of Akimoto's house, so I never told anyone my Japanese name.

"It suits you very well," said the boy.

"Thank you."

I thank you politely.

Then fell into a complete silence.

I'm really not good at dealing with strangers, especially strange boys who obviously show interest in me.In the past, Akimoto Kenjiro always tried his best to let me be alone with those boys from famous families, making me physically reject the "social" thing. God knows how long I endured it before I left.

The boy tried his best to find a topic to continue, and I occasionally responded with a few perfunctory words, but my interest was always fading.He probably guessed it, said a few more words resentfully, and then shut up.

The compartment door opened again.

The crowd suddenly boiled, and a male voice complained: "You are late, Wind."

"Is it."

The boy who was blamed shrugged and said, "The main character is always the last to shine."

The lazy voice was mixed with a little hoarseness. The young man walked in without being affected at all, found an empty seat and sat down at random, leaning on the sofa seat, leisurely and at ease.

I was drawn to him.

I didn't see his face clearly.

Most of the boy's face was covered by the hood, casting a shadow.But the outline can be vaguely seen, clearly visible.He was throwing something in his hand, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

It's an orange.

The author has something to say:

＊Artemis: Artemis, the symbol of the moon goddess in Greek mythology, Diana in Roman mythology√

Originally, there were two chapters to explain what happened next, but it involved another spoiler, so I will put this episode up first√

The No.1 scale that I wanted to use for a long time √