Therefore, it is necessary not only to obtain germ cells, but also to add more actions to express affection...... Because human beings, no matter how careful and gentle they are, are not excessive......

Thinking so, Ah Chan walked to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.

She was thinking about what food she could use to replenish her energy more quickly when there was a slight noise in a room on the first floor. Ah Chan had noticed her little cabbage upstairs through the information chain before, and one of them moved, as if she had woken up.

However, the reason why she went downstairs was not that she was sure that the little cabbage would come out, but only that she felt that her energy was insufficient.

When Ah Chan was in the first world, she divided part of the energy, and when she just came to the second world, she reversed her own shell, at this rate, maybe I don't know when, her life energy will be all consumed, so she is now trying to use human food to ensure that the energy is sufficient.

If you eat normally three times a day, you should be able to consume enough energy, but today is the time for dinner, is there less to eat......

Ah Chan stared at the remaining ingredients in the refrigerator and decided to eat all the fried chicken pieces left over from dinner. And as soon as she brought out the plate, she heard Akaji's voice, "Sakurai-san? ”

Probably thinking about the timing, he lowered his voice, and his tone was soft.

But in the darkness, such a sentence suddenly sounded, and Ah Chan suddenly trembled as if she was startled.

She subconsciously widened her eyes and looked towards Akaji.

"Vice, Deputy Minister!" After seeing the person clearly, the girl covered her chest and couldn't help but let out a long sigh, "It's scary!" ”

"Excuse me?" With a hint of polite apology in Akaji's tone, he walked gently towards Ah Chan, looked at the fried chicken nuggets on the plate in her hand, and asked, "Are you hungry?" ”

"A little." Ah Chan also lowered her voice and replied in an angry voice, "What about the deputy minister?" ”

"I'm a little thirsty."

"Ah," hearing him say this, Ah Chan asked with some concern, "Is the dinner too salty?" ”

"No," the boy bent down and took out a carton of milk from the refrigerator and closed the door by the way. He smiled and replied politely, "Dinner is very delicious, Sakurai is very good at cooking." ”

"No," Chan looked at him and smiled. But she seemed to be deliberately playing tricks on the other party, and learned Akaji's encouraging tone of always praising the other party's merits very gently, "It's the deputy minister who is very good at complimenting people." ”

When they were laughing, they inadvertently met their gaze, and then, somehow, they stood in front of the refrigerator and looked at each other for a while.

In the darkness, the human eye seems to have a magical power, and it is almost impossible to take it off.

Akaji wears a soft T-shirt as pajamas, and the loose-fitting clothes outline the youthful and thin shoulder line and curved waistline. His fair neck was exposed to the air under his short red hair—along with a portion of his collarbone at the collar and a small patch of delicate skin on his chest.

And Ah Chan was wearing a white suspender nightdress, and the skirt was a little above her knees, revealing her bare, slender and slender calves. The summer shirt is thin, and in the single-layer skirt, you can still faintly see the rounded outline of the thighs.

At the same time, the two thin bands hanging on the girl's slender shoulders made people feel more itchy than her completely exposed shoulders.

Fortunately, the fabric on her chest seems to be lined inside, unlike the hem of the skirt, which is thin enough to see the beautiful scenery behind the fabric. However, judging by the soft outline...... As long as you have a little understanding of women, you can clearly realize that such a beautiful girl has no protection except for this thin nightdress.

Eventually, Akaji looked away first.

The boy turned away from his red eyes and began to avoid looking at the girl's body. He picked up a glass that was upside down on the table from the table, turned his back to Ah Chan, poured the ice milk in the carton into it, and said with some reminders: "...... Don't you put on a dress? ”

Then he heard the girl's voice with some of the languidness peculiar to the awakening of a summer night, as if unaware of the question he really wanted to remind, and replied softly: "Hot." ”

Ah Chan didn't seem to notice Akaji's evasion at all, she walked to his side, stretched out her beautiful white and greasy hand, and asked softly, "I'm going to heat up the chicken nuggets, do you need the deputy minister's milk together?" ”

Akaji lowered his gaze at this time, and he paused before handing the cup over, "So...... Trouble Sakurai. ”

The girl's soft and white fingers reached over and took the glass handed by the young man, and their fingertips briefly touched each other, and then quickly separated.

When the two sat down with a plate and one with warm milk, no one turned on the light.

With the moonlight pouring in from the window, they could vaguely see each other's silhouettes after becoming familiar with the night.

They sat quietly opposite each other, not embarrassed, but there was something else floating in the air. Maybe it's because the night is too quiet, or the moonlight is too beautiful, the two get along alone, even if they don't say anything, it's a little inexplicably ambiguous and restrictive.

Probably no one knows what will happen if they are the first to break this silence, or because of the cultivation of eating without saying a word, until Ah Chan eats the last chicken nugget, no one speaks.

Akaji lowered his eyelashes and took a sip of the milk from the cup.

He heard the sound of Ah Chan putting down the fork, and then heard her ask him tentatively in a soft tone: "The deputy minister's family background, I heard that it seems to be very good?" ”

Hearing her suddenly ask the question, Akaji raised his eyes and glanced at her. After noticing anything else in her expression, he replied in a modest tone, "It's fine." ”

"So, is the deputy minister the kind of child who has been arranged by his parents since he was a child for a whole day, what to do today, what to do tomorrow, what can be done, and what must not be done?"

He looked at the curious girl opposite, and almost immediately understood the reason why she asked so much: "Sakurai wants to discuss with me about the script?" ”

"I've been discovered." Hearing him say this, Ah Chan showed a somewhat embarrassed smile, she held her face, then looked at an unknown corner in the air, and slowly became distracted, "Although that sentence is not my line, I still want to know, what will that kind of person, at that time, think about something, what will it look like when thinking about this?" ”

With that, she came back to her senses and smiled at Akaji, "I like to study these things. ”

"So," Akaji said with the kind smile that members of the basketball club often see, "Sakurai might be a good fit to be an actor." ”

He often smiles at his teammates and then affirms that they may not be aware of the merits themselves.

He will rarely angrily deny the other party because of a mistake, but more in a positive way, encourage their self-confidence, let them shine little by little, and then tap the potential of the other party and do better.

Perhaps this is one of the skills that a human "leader" must possess, and Akaji has almost instinctively used it.

This is also the reason why he became a deputy minister in the first grade, but no one was unconvinced.

"However, I haven't read the content of the script specifically, so I can't give you an answer just yet." Akaji thought for a moment and replied in a very reliable tone, "If Sakurai is convenient, you can show me the script, and after reading it, I will tell you what I think." ”

"Good!" Of course, Chan won't have any problems. She smiled brightly, and her tone was innocent and trusting. "Sure enough, no matter what the problem is, it's as cute as if it can be solved."

“…… Lovely? ”

Ah Chan propped her cheeks and looked at him with a smile. Her gaze swept over his smooth red hair, handsome face, and finally stopped in his eyes.

-- Those eyes were the color of roses.

“…… Reliable. Her eyes were full of smiles, but she corrected in a serious tone, "I mean, the deputy minister is reliable. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard another door open in the room on the first floor, and Shihara, who lived in the same room with Akaji, rubbed her eyes and walked out looking rather sleepy.

However, when he saw Ah Chan, he immediately put down his hand, walked towards her, and then bent down and hugged her whole person into his arms.

Akaji's brow furrowed slightly—because with Ziyuan's movements, the nightdress strap on Ah Chan's right shoulder suddenly slipped off his shoulder, and with his current perspective, he could almost see a soft arc.

Compared with Ziyuan's tall figure, the already slender Ah Chan looks even more petite, and she looks like she is about to disappear in his arms.

"Sakura......" Ziyuan closed her eyes and rubbed the long hair on her neck. His voice was still a little vague when he had just woken up, as if he was coquettish: "I'm a little hungry......"

Ah Chan said softly, stretched out her hand and patted his head gently. As soon as she raised her hand, the slight light was obscured, and Akaji's brow loosened again.

"Hungry?" Ah Chan's fingers inserted into Ziyuan's hair with a soothing meaning, and she helped him brush the somewhat messy purple hair. "If you're only a little hungry, put up with it, eating too much at night is not good for your health. If you're really hungry and there's a little curry in the fridge, I'm going to warm it up for you? ”

Ziyuan looked like she looked more like some kind of large pet, he narrowed his eyes comfortably, hugged Ah Chan more closely, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "I'm very hungry." ”

Ah Chan gently rubbed his hair, and said with a sense of affection: "Okay then." ”

When she left her seat, got up, opened the refrigerator, and walked into the kitchen with curry, Shihara sat down in her place.

While they spoke, Akaji kept his head down and drank the milk from the glass, without interjecting.

And it was only now that Ziyuan set his eyes on him.

"No, you can't." His unhappy tone caught Akaji's attention, and the red-haired young man raised his head to look at Purple Hara on the opposite side with a habitual gentleness between his eyebrows.

Ziyuan looked at him with a dissatisfied expression and repeated, "No." Red Boy can't make a move on Sakura. ”

And Akaji looked at him and didn't speak.