Amamiya Konma's voice was very loud, so the entire living room was watched.

Izumi's voice was not loud, but thanks to this, everyone heard his words clearly.

Why did the two talk about the car accident ten years ago?

Some of the people present were confused, and their colleagues and colleagues attached a few words to their ears, and some of them immediately realized that they followed their colleagues and echoed them.

Or some of them still looked puzzled, so they frowned lightly, took out their mobile phones to search for news about the car accident, and did not forget to count the two sentences.

Amamiya Chizuru pricked up his ears and listened carefully to Izumi Yuki's words, listening to the meaning, as if he was also a person who was there in the car accident.

Specifically, she couldn't think clearly, she was too young to remember at that time, and even if the memory of kindergarten was a good memory, I was afraid that there were only some impressive ones.

What's more, she injured her head in a car accident, and when she looked back, she found that she had actually spent two days in the hospital.

Because Tokyo was still too far away from Hokkaido, and I didn't have much authority and connections to investigate privately, I could only find out that the critical illness notice at that time was written on PVS.

This is also known as a vegetative state.

"I didn't drink at the party, did I?" Amamiya frowned and asked again.

Seeing his eagerness, Izumi Yugui also nodded, and his face gradually became affirmative: "Yes, I didn't drink it." ”

Amamiya Konma is like a child who has been looking for answers for ten years, and at this moment someone can finally prove himself.

He turned his head to look at his daughter's location, only to find that there was no one there.

Amamiya was stunned for a moment, looked around, heard the door ring, and saw half of the back of his daughter going out.

"That...... Mr. Amamiya? Izumi Yougui frowned slightly: "What's wrong with you?" ”

Amamiya Konma had been holding his shoulder since just now, getting harder and harder, but he was too embarrassed to mention it.

Amamiya Konma also noticed his gaffe, and quickly let go of his hand and smoothed the wrinkled clothes on Izumi Yuki's shoulders: "I'm sorry, it's a bit of a gaffe...... I'll miss it first! ”

Without waiting for Izumi Yuki to say anything, Amamiya Konma hurriedly walked out of the room and looked left and right, but did not see his daughter.

The head maid waited at the door, as a servant in the house, and it was inconvenient to share a room with these social elites on such occasions.

Besides, taking so much money, let alone waiting at the door, it is worth standing in the sun for a day in a military posture.

"Master, are you looking for Miss?" The maid chief saw Amamiya and bowed respectfully.

"Where is she?"

The young lady said that she didn't need to go to her, she went to the campus to be quiet...... She also asked me to tell you that she would find out what happened back then, and if she was wrong, she would apologize to you personally. ”

Hearing this, Amamiya leaned forward and withdrew half of his foot.

He clenched his fists and finally sighed, as if he had vomited out the sadness and stress of the past ten years.

"I'm a father, why do you want her to apologize? Alas! Amamiya shook his head, pushed open the door and returned to the living room.

The head maid bowed respectfully again, thinking that the first thing that happened between the father and daughter was the death of the lady whom they had never met.

As for the young man who has an indissoluble bond with the eldest lady, I am afraid that he will have to wait for this matter to be understood, and the father and daughter can sit down and be honest with each other.

In addition to one president, Waseda University has many vice-presidents, who are in charge of different things, such as those who are in charge of receiving distinguished guests today, and those who are in charge of the various regulations of the campus festival.

In the vice-principal's office, a prestigious dean of the school approached the door.

"I've heard about it, but it's hard for you to do it." The Vice Chancellor motioned for the Dean of Students to enter, closed the door, and then sat down on the couch and tapped his finger on the armrest.

The dean immediately laughed: "It's just so difficult that's why I came to you!" Dogs need this platform very much, and you are also in charge of many matters of the school clubs, so you should be very clear about the gold content of the formal clubs recognized by our school. ”

The son of the director of education was the leader of the game production team that had approached Megumi Tosaka, and they hooked up with Izumi Co., Ltd. through Megumi Tosaka, hoping to gain attention for their work and win investment.

Izumi Co., Ltd. has not yet given an answer to this matter, and the group has set their sights on the school club again.

"Every year before the campus festival, we stop applying for clubs, which is a tradition and cannot be broken." The vice principal looked at the dean of education and said slowly: "And the application for banning the club after the campus festival was discussed at the school meeting, and this is not my sole decision. ”

There are many tedious steps and hard conditions to be able to set up a club in Waseda, such as the need for a working school staff member to be the instructor, for example, the need for at least four resident students to apply, and the need to pay a certain amount of management funds to the school, similar to a property fee, to rent the space, apply for facilities, and pay the cleaning staff.

The most important point is that clubs recognized by the school will be given priority by social enterprises after graduation, and those who have achieved excellent results in club activities can also be written into their resumes.

So the son of the director of education thought about applying for a club to make his production team famous, at least towards formalization.

But unfortunately, the school has suspended the application for clubs, and the director of education knows the inside information, and the school intends to ban the application channel after the campus festival to maintain the increasing number of clubs that are difficult to manage.

"Headmaster, you're bothering...... That's what I'm here to do today, and to return the book you lent me by the way. ”

The Dean of Students took a book from his handbag and handed it to the Vice Principal, then bowed and left.

The vice-principal raised an eyebrow, he hadn't borrowed any books from the dean at all, so he cushioned the book and dropped a bank card out of the middle layer of the book.

He casually put the bank card in his pocket and thought for a moment about how to do it.

After thinking about it for a long time, he had an idea.

"The opportunity can be given, but whether you can grasp it depends on whether your son has the ability." The vice-principal whispered softly and dialed the principal's phone.

"It's me, I have something I want to report to you...... We decided at the meeting that in order to encourage the enthusiasm of the students and reward the student groups used for the competition, as well as to express the image of our school in front of the society, we would like to discuss with you and give the winners of this year's competitions a privilege to apply for the establishment of a club...... Yes, yes, yes, there is a quota, and the representatives from all walks of life who have come to participate agree to vote, how do you ......think about it?"

…………………………

Naoki Natsume, who was playing with Asai at a temple fair on campus, didn't know that a window that had been closed quietly opened.

"I can't see that those schoolgirls are so good." Naoki Natsume sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Asai glanced at him, "You like the combination of young girls and white turbidity so much?" ”

Naoki Natsume was stunned, "I don't think what you and I said is the same thing. ”

"Where is it not?" Asai spread his hands: "The white cream was squeezed out by the juniors and smeared on the crepes, and handed to you with a big smile, and then you paid for their services...... I think you're familiar with this. ”

"I don't eat crepes very often, I don't really like sweets, but today ......"

"I just like the combination of young girls and white turbidity."

"Hey, don't talk about things so filthy, okay, is this already your passive skill?" Naoki Natsume frowned, "I think of your gesture of holding a pen and writing again." ”

"Is that so?" Asai looked at his right hand, "What's so strange about this?" ”

Naoki Natsume's face turned red and he turned his head to the side.

"Ah, a little cream." Asai found that when he was eating the crepe just now, there was some cream on the inside of the tiger's mouth in his right hand, so he subconsciously wiped it with his left index finger.

Naoki Natsume glanced at her gesture of "OK" with her right hand and "1" with her left hand, and she couldn't hold it back, and accelerated her pace to move forward.

"You're going the other way, the exhibition site is over there." Asai smiled nonchalantly, put away his gesture, and then pointed in the opposite direction.

Naoki Natsume stopped and walked back with a red face.

Damn it......

This guy must have done it on purpose!

He felt a little sad in his heart, Asai looked like he was also an old driver, and there was no pure girl around him?

Asai, Amamiya, Nanami school doctor.

It's still a senior sister, and I can experience the pleasure of dyeing pure white......

Bah!

What do you think, you scumbag.

Naoki Natsume silently recited his sins and sins in his heart, and repented of the evil thoughts that suddenly flashed through him.

Sure enough, Nanami School Doctor was right, and the inner thoughts of the teenager when he reached his age were dirtier than the toilet.

It's just that my own toilet is cleaned every day, and it's a little cleaner than others.

"I've found out that you always say something serious about something that isn't serious, but you know very well what those things mean in your heart...... Forget about the girls under the year, don't pretend to be stupid with me. ”

Naoki Natsume frowned: "Besides, how do you know that my XP is this?" ”

Asai turned to look at him and blinked, but didn't speak.

Naoki Natsume was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly, Tong Kong became a little bigger.

Asai smiled, thinking that he had really become a little smarter.

"Are you...... When did you peek at "Jockey Ancestor" that I hid under the bed! ”

"It was hidden under the bed." Asai was thoughtful.

Naoki Natsume: "? ”

Asai looked at him lightly typing a question mark, and said, "I really didn't peek at your secret, the maid contract says that this kind of thing is not allowed." ”

Maybe you thought when you were a child that you would hide a little yellow man in your room when you grew up?

Asai doesn't know, when he remembers when he was a child, he will ask when the time comes!

At that point, she had many, many questions to ask, and if nothing else, she should ...... You can ask them one by one, right?

Asai put his hands behind his back, thinking about things in his heart.

Naoki Natsume didn't believe it, shook his head and said, "Then how did you know about the white turbidity under the year?" I don't believe it's a coincidence that the content in the latest volume of "Jockey Ancestor" is true. ”

"Guess."

Asai left a sentence and entered the exhibition site.

Naoki Natsume thought about it, and thought that she must have peeked at the comic books she had hidden under the bed.

How do you determine a guy's XP?

In addition to looking at the search records and keywords of his P station, it is to see what comic books he has bought, and what content and posture are on the pages of those books that he often flips through and leaves wrinkles.

For example, on tiptoe and waist off the ground?

In fact, for Asai, it is far less troublesome.

Ever since she knew that he liked the series "Jockey Ancestor", Asai wanted to see it and just went directly to the original author to ask for it, and even read the manuscript of the latest volume-

A thing that can make Naoki Natsume completely crazy, a painter's manuscript.

"Do you have a permit for the exhibition?"

Naoki Natsume and Asai walked to the backstage of the exhibition, and many staff members were busy, and various machines and wiring seemed a little messy.

But it doesn't matter, the backstage is invisible, as long as the efficiency is guaranteed.

They were stopped at the entrance and asked for a permit.

Naoki Natsume took out his ID from his pocket and handed it over, this was applied to the Academic Affairs Office before the campus festival began, and anyone who wanted to show something at the campus festival had to apply for this thing.

Otherwise, some cosers will be mixed in casually, and it will take half a day for the staff to even review.

After verifying Naoki Natsume's identity, the student with the staff armband returned the document and said respectfully, "Natsume-san, I'm sorry, because the exhibition space is limited, so the content and candidates for the exhibition are divided into batches. The first day was the opening ceremony in the morning, and the afternoon was the comic show and the club talent show. The game show you're at is on the second day, and that's your brand. ”

He handed Naoki Natsume a number plate with "69" written on it: "It's okay if you lose the number plate, just remember this number." Tomorrow the game show will start at 9 a.m., please come here at least half an hour in advance to report your computer and utensils, and then you can go to booth 69 to prepare. ”

He led the two of them to the front desk, pointed to a corner of the venue and said, "Booth 69 will be over there, because today is the Comic Con and there are no tables, so it is all empty space...... But don't worry, these places will be booths by then, one by one, with sockets. ”

After thanking the staff, Asai looked at Naoki Natsume: "It's your turn tomorrow, where are you going now?" ”

"There is still almost an hour before the opening ceremony...... Naoki Natsume looked at his watch, the opening ceremony started at ten o'clock, they arrived at the campus at eight o'clock, and it was just over nine o'clock when they walked around.

"I'll go to the sports club to have a look, anyway, I'm also a member of the club, and I may not be able to take care of it when I'm busy in the future, so it's better to take a look now."

Naoki Natsume said: "The whole campus festival doesn't show up, and it's unreasonable to say anything. ”

In the end, he scratched his head, not knowing why he subconsciously explained so much.

Whether at home or outside, Asai will act according to the maid's manual, knowing that he only needs to tell her what to do, and there is no need to say a reason at all, and Asai will not stop it.

Can......

He hasn't treated Asai as a maid since he entered the door, and he can't do it anymore as time goes by, and the ambiguity between the two people before is a bit like a little couple.

It's the feeling that I have to go to the other parts of the fish pond and calm the fish around me first.

Unconsciously, Naoki Natsume has actually begun to think in the way of thinking of Aquaman by default.

Asai looked at him quietly, and it seemed to mean, "You go on, I'll see what you can say." ”

"Well, I just want to go ......"

"Wrap it up for me."

In the end, Naoki Natsume couldn't hold back because of this look, and he was going to confess that he wanted to find his senior sister, but he didn't expect Asai to give him a chance to finish speaking.

So Naoki Natsume was stunned for a moment, watching Asai take away the backpack he was carrying.

The bag contained a computer and adapters, as well as two boxes of bento, which was actually quite heavy.

"I don't want to hear it," Asai slung his bag over his shoulder, "I'll go to the opening ceremony first." ”

"But, my backpack ......"

"Starve you!" Asai gave him a cold look and walked away without looking back.

Naoki Natsume stood in place and hesitated for a moment, unclear.

Forget it, let's go back and coax Asai, although I don't know why she is so hostile to her senior sister.

Looking at the direction, he ran towards the sports club.

After Asai walked out for a while, he looked back at his distant back and turned the bag on his back.

Why take the backpack?

Because it's inconvenient for him to go on a date with a bag, it's so heavy, it's a complete burden.

And when the campus festival was setting up the venue on Saturday, she noticed that Mio Izumi was tinkering with cooking utensils, and it looked like she was going to do something to eat at the campus festival.

The keen savvy 8 maid guessed something, and in order to prevent the straight man from taking out the lunch box from his bag when facing the invitation, he said "Actually, I have something to eat, senior sister, you don't have to do it", and it is better to take the bag away in advance.

Even if you guess wrong, the meals you eat in the morning should be time-sensitive, or at least create an opportunity.

It's just heartbreaking.

Asai sighed lightly, shook his head, and walked into the crowd alone, his back slightly lonely.