Hearing Shoko Aihara's words, several people in the elevator realized that they had arrived at the place. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info So, Sakuraichi retracted his gaze that fell on Fuji, and took the lead in stepping out of the elevator, Fuji glanced at Irie, turned around and followed Sakuraichi's footsteps. Tokugawa also put down the hand that was holding Irie's arm, turned his head to look at the two who had already stepped out of the elevator, Irie closed his eyelids, put his left hand in his purse again, and then walked out of the elevator.

"Now, Minister, who are they?" Shoko Aihara's eyes widened and she looked curiously at Irie Kanta and Tokugawa Kazuya. Fujiwara Kuna and the others also stopped the action of grilling meat and turned their heads to look at them.

"The predecessors of the U-17, Kazuya Tokugawa and Irie Sotata." Sakuraichi opened his mouth indifferently, and then walked to Fujiwara's table, ANGLEKING is the food city of ANGLE in Japan, and it is also specially created by Johnson George for Sakuraichi, after all, Sakuraichi is the holder of ANGLE, and food and safety must be paid attention to.

And today, in order to celebrate Goto's birthday, Sakuraichi issued an order that it would not be open today, of course, it was just the barbecue department, that is, there were only these people on the entire 19th floor.

U－17？！

Fujiwara's pupils froze, and the light on the lenses flickered, covering her deep orange-purple pupils; Goto curled his hair for a moment, watching Tokugawa Kazuya's eyes float on a faint whirlpool; Yanagi's hand holding the clip stopped in mid-air, and his dark green pupils reflected the two people walking slowly, U-17···· ?

Yuki Kitajima gently put down the fruit plate in his hand, and his orange eyes looked at the two quietly, and like Fujiwara and the others, he didn't speak.

"Huh?!!!" Mieko Arai reacted at this time, forgetting about the meat grabbing with Mai Kuwawa just now, and stood up suddenly, "The seniors of U-17? ”

"Now, isn't the U-17 selection for the national team?" Shoko Aihara looked at Irie Kanota suspiciously, "Why are you in Tokyo?" ”

"Well, because school is in school." Irie spoke gently, glancing at Fuji who had pulled Sakura's stool open, his pupils narrowing slightly.

Watching Fuji pull out the stool for herself, Sakura blinked, but sat down without saying anything, Fujiwara and the others saw this, and they all quieted down, looking at Sakuraichi and Fuji sitting on her right one by one, the pupils of different colors were full of shock and astonishment, the minister ····· Why do you want to sit on the stool that the predecessor of Fuji pulled? And... Still sitting as a matter of course!!

Fujiwara, Yanagi and Goto couldn't help but twitch their eyelids, the phrase 'habit kills people' is really not groundless, isn't it a good proof of this by their ministers? If it weren't for the fact that at home, the housekeeper Kimura pulled out a stool for her to sit and formed a habit, how could she sit so naturally now?

"Since you're here, sit down." Sakuraichi didn't bother with the surprise of his own members, but turned his head to Irie and Tokugawa.

"Well, since Edogawa-san said so, then I'm welcome." With that, he pulled out a stool and sat down across from Fuji, and Kazuya Tokugawa sat across from Sakuraichi.

Seeing that Irie Sota was sitting in the position facing him, he frowned imperceptibly, but didn't say anything. In the aisle, the waiter came over with a few cups of tea, handed them to several people one by one, and took the tennis bag to store it.

Looking at the tea placed in front of him and Sakuraichi, Fuji was a little surprised, Sakuraichi's was different from theirs, their tea was a normal brown color and wafted out a faint tea fragrance, while Sakuraichi was a subtle pale yellow, and the taste wafting out had a shallow honey sweetness.

"Na, Sakuraichi," Fuji turned his head to look at Sakuraichi beside him, it seemed that because he was too close, the tip of his nose lingered with the fragrance of lotus flowers that belonged to her, gently, lightly, and meticulously, making his heartbeat stagnate slightly, suppressing the mood of jumping, and the corners of his mouth were shallow and softly spoke, "Do you like to drink honey water?" ”

Hearing this, Irie Sota's hand holding the teacup paused slightly, and his eyes fell on the teacup in Sakura's hand, in the transparent and delicate glass, the light yellow water was rippling with thin ripples, and the faint sweet fragrance of honey slowly drifted out from these ripples.

After glancing at Fuji, Sakura raised her eyebrows and said coldly: "You care." ”

Hearing this, Fujiwara's pupils condensed slightly, and his cold eyebrows were slightly picked, did he provoke Sakuraichi? It's just too slack. Yanagi narrowed his eyelids, and a meaningful light swept under his eyes, well, it's really interesting. Goto's action of sandwiching the meat paused, and the easy-going arc blurred at the corners of his mouth, and sure enough, he was right to shout that they were here.

Kitajima Yuki's hand shook, and the watermelon slices slipped on the table in front of him, Mai Kuwawa stole the meat in Mieko Arai's bowl, Aihara Shoko's eyes widened, and the barbecue in his mouth forgot to swallow it, Rina Aihara held the fruit salad and was stunned at the table, Mieko Arai looked at Sakuraichi and Fuji blankly, her eyes wandered between the two, and suddenly, her eyes opened, and the corners of her mouth were raised, absolutely ····· Yes! Traitor! Feeling!!!!

Looking at Sakuraichi, Fuji remembered what he said during the game this afternoon, and his stunned expression instantly returned to a smile as elegant as the wind, supporting his jaw with one hand, and tilting his head to look at Sakuraichi, "Na, is Sakuraichi still angry?" But I'm telling you the truth, and we were two years ago, well..."

Before he finished speaking, Sakura's mouth was forced into a clove of apple, and at the same time, Sakuraichi's indifferent voice sounded, "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a dumb person." ”

Although Sakuraichi's tone was as indifferent as before, Fuji still heard a bit of gnashing of teeth from it. So, nodding slightly with a smile, Sakuraichi put down his hand and glared at him and chewed the apple.

Bang Bang~

Syllable~

Boom~

Bite~

Watching the interaction between the two, the chopsticks in Mieko Arai's hand fell to the ground; The flesh in Shoko Aihara's mouth fell to her feet as she opened her mouth slightly; The glass bowl that Rina Aihara was holding also fell to the ground and rolled with a gurgling surface, and the fruit salad inside fell to the ground; Mai Sang Yu's hands were weak, and she fell directly on the sofa without a support point. Kitajima Yuki looked at the two of them blankly, and he didn't know when the tea he was holding was full.

Fujiwara looked at Sakuraichi, Rao is cold face paralyzed like her, and the corners of his mouth also had traces of faint twitching, Sakuraichi is really... It's too slack. The elegant and easy-going smile on Goto's face froze stiffly, and the hand that curled the ends of his hair didn't move for a long time. What to say? Yumiko Yagyu, a gentle gentleman, has a chapped smile on her face, as if... It's really interesting, it's too interesting

Their indifferent and cold ministers are the same as the elegant and windy····· What the hell is going on?

"Nia-it looks like a delicious barbecue~"

Kikumaru's voice suddenly sounded, and everyone in the stunned audience woke up instantly, and before they could turn their heads to look, a red figure flashed in front of them in an instant, looking at the barbecue on the long table and the Chinese food on the round table not far away, and suddenly, the deep royal blue pupils lit up, "Ahhhhhh

"Ah, Kikumaru's predecessors are so cunning~" Momojo's loud voice sounded in the huge hall, and then, without saying a word, the whole person shot at those Chinese dishes like a cannonball, "This is delicious, well, this is also delicious, hmm~ And this, uh-huh, and this, it's all delicious." ”

"Peach... Senior Momojo. The corners of Katsuo Katsuo's mouth twitched, and then he turned his head to look at Echizen, "Hey, Echizen, what should I do?" ”

"Cut~" Echizen pressed the brim of his hat, walked directly to Sakuraichi's table with a step, and said indifferently: "Anyway, I'm used to it." ”

"Nani—how can this be." Horio hugged his head violently, this is really invited by someone else, how can you be polite, it feels so rude to say this, "Ah-Yamato-senpai," just when he was entangled, Yamato and the others also arrived at this floor, Horio hurriedly ran in front of him, "Yamato-senpai, do you want to stop Kikumaru-senior and Momojo-senpai, you should be polite anyway." ”

"Well, it doesn't matter." Yamato waved his hand and motioned for him not to care, "Since Edogawa-san invited them, it means that she doesn't care about this, so what was before is what it is now, and you guys don't care too much." ”

"Huh? So, yes, that..." Katsuo was slightly stunned, turned his head to look at the closed elevator door, and said with some confusion, "What about Minister Tezuka?" ”