in the elevator

Bingtang Michiru was wearing a brown coat, and her two small hands pulled the placket to cover her beautiful figure tightly.

In front of her to the right, there was An Yilun who stood motionless after pressing the floor.

The girl's lips pursed, and she looked at her childhood sweetheart several times but never opened her mouth. Fortunately, the floor is high enough, and even a high-end elevator can give her plenty of time to gather her mind.

All that was left of the elevator was the faint sound of the ventilation system and the sound of the girl hitting the wall of the elevator with the back of her head.

In the face of such an atmosphere, most boys will at least find boring topics such as "the elevator runs so smoothly" to break the quiet, but An Yilun only used his back to face Michiru Bingtang, who cared about him all the way out.

Quiet, silent...... Embarrassed.

This kind of atmosphere is not right at all!

Michimo Bingtang said to herself in her heart, and she was never a person who would wait passively, nor was she a person who needed someone to start the conversation.

Sassy, crisp, unpretentious, the body is always one step faster than the mind.

"Now, Xiao Lun......" she said without hesitation.

"Ahh Well? ”

An Yilun, who didn't know what he was thinking before, was also taken aback, and then complained dissatisfiedly:

"Why did you suddenly scream, Michiru, it scared me."

"What, it's obviously Xiao Lun, your voice is louder."

Bingtang Michiliu retorted casually, but she didn't entangle like ordinary girls at all, but directly continued to follow the previous words:

"Xiao Lun, what do you think?"

"Me?"

An Yilun was also stunned, and then his face became serious, he pushed his glasses, and he said seriously:

"I'm wondering if I'm going to use my budget to buy Akasaka-sensei's new game next month, because I actually only booked one copy of that game. But even if you haven't actually tried it yet, just from the promotional materials that have been released, you can confirm that the game is definitely worth buying a brand new copy and cherishing it.

Although the producer is a new debut, but first of all, the script is "A vending machine in another world can have happiness", Ninomiya-sensei, whose first painting is known for his ascetic painting style, he is still trying this type of work for the first time, I thought it would be very unsuitable, but I didn't expect an unexpected fit. The voice actor is also amazing, let me tell you......"

"Xiao Lun!"

Michiru raised his voice and shouted:

"I'm not asking about the game, I'm talking about what you just thought."

"Huh? That's where I was......"

An Yilun didn't know why, but looking at Michiru's face that was getting ugly, his voice became smaller and smaller, and then his head rarely switched back to normal person mode:

"Oh, Michiru, you're asking about the band."

"Oh? Is it just 'oh' and that's it!? ”

Rao is Michiru has always been as sassy as a boy, and he was slightly annoyed by that nonchalant tone.

"You mean, even if I really go to Kyosuke Hojo as a support group, or even really hire him as an agent, it doesn't matter?"

The girl asked incredulously.

After entering the elevator, she thought that Xiao Lun was so low and quiet because of what her father said, and because of what Kyosuke Hojo said, so she hesitated for a long time and didn't know how to speak. But I didn't expect that people weren't thinking about their own business at all, but what game, script, voice actor??

As soon as I thought of going to be a support group for Kyosuke Hojo, and asking Kyosuke Hojo to take him to a livehouse show, I felt that I was betraying you, Xiaolun, but, but you actually ......

The space in the elevator is not small, but it is very spacious, and it is very luxurious in a place like Tokyo, where every inch of land is at a premium. But An Yilun also felt that the huge space was all occupied by Michi, and even the inhalation of air became difficult.

"I, I didn't say that." He slurred his rebuttal.

Himdo Michiru took a deep breath, put her hands in her coat pockets, and pulled hard from both sides to the middle, as if to block the depressed anger in her body, and she did it.

Taking a deep breath, the girl spoke calmly:

"No matter what mess you've been thinking before......"

"That was the most anticipated ...... of the year"

"I can let my dad talk to you for a day and a night after I want to talk about the game, now shut up and listen to me!"

“……”

"I just want to ask you, weren't you against me going to support Kyosuke Hojo before? Why did I hear that my father wanted to ask him to be my agent but ran away directly? ”

The most difficult thing for the girl to accept is this, she already knows that Xiao Lun deserves to be beaten, but she escapes so irresponsibly, she doesn't take responsibility at all, and she doesn't look like Xiao Lun she knows at all!

Although Xiao Lun is usually a little cowardly and even a little abnormal, he will become very reliable at a critical moment and is very worthy of reliance.

The reason why Bingtang Michiru called An Yilun for help was also out of the hope from the bottom of his heart, hoping that Xiao Lun could save himself from the dark mountains and forests like he did when he was a child.

"Because...... Hasn't Uncle Bingtang already decided? ”

An Yilun also turned around and didn't dare to look at Michiru's eyes anymore, just looked up at the floor display above the elevator.

"That's just what Dad said, Xiao Lun, what do you think? You turned around and left, did you agree with your father's words? ”

Bingtang Michiru asked, and An Yilun's vague words seemed to make her have a hint of fantasy.

"Of course not!" An Yilun also categorically denied:

"How could I possibly agree to let Michi keep you to serve as a support group for Kyosuke Hojo! Not to mention brokers or anything! I don't feel comfortable leaving Michi's hands over to that kind of person! ”

A bright smile appeared on the little face of the purple short-haired girl, since Xiao Lun said so, it must have an idea in his heart, sure enough, Xiao Lun has always been like this, as long as it comes to the critical moment, it will be very reliable.

"That ......"

The girl's delicate voice was full of anticipation:

"Xiao Lun, can you be my agent?"

After saying this, Michiru hurriedly added:

"Didn't you say you helped you make the soundtrack for the game? As long as you are my agent, then I will also help you make music, just like Brother Liang said, holding hands and moving towards the goal together. ”

After saying that, the girl blinked at the back of her head with her big, bright purple eyes.

Diametrically opposed to the girl's expectant face, it was An Yilun's face full of embarrassment and rejection, but fortunately, his face was facing the elevator door, and no one would see it.

That's weird! Bingtang Michiru can see the expression of his childhood friend clearly from the reflection of the elevator door, and although the bronze paint is a little distorted, it is enough to see clearly.

"Xiao Lun?" She wondered a little dazedly.

"The ......"

An Yilun also looked embarrassed and swallowed his saliva:

"Agent or something, I don't have that time to go."

"Don't have time?" Bingtang Michiru repeated blankly.

I had time to queue up to buy pre-sale games, and I didn't have time to help myself refer to the band. I have time to make games, but I don't have time to help myself as an agent.

Yes, these are his unilateral demands, and Xiao Lun has no reason to agree to it at all. However, that's not what Xiao Lun said before.

He asked himself to help him make the game music, saying that Michiru was a genius and that this kind of thing could be easily done.

He sticks to himself every day and embarrasses himself, saying that Michiru is a relative, and relatives should rely on each other.

He......

Michiru suddenly felt a little out of breath, and the whole person seemed to be dragged back to the summer of his childhood, the most desperate moment in seventeen years.

"Yes, after all, it's already a sophomore in high school, and it's time to think about going to school. And, like I said before, livehouses aren't actually that dangerous, and I can help Michiru recommend some otaku-oriented livehouses, which are safe. But it would be nice if you could help me make music, and even though I've only confirmed the artist now, I get a headache when I think about music, which really helps. ”

An Yilun's voice was also a little lacking in confidence, but when it came to livehouse and game production, he instantly came to his senses, turned around and talked eloquently.

Bingtang Michiru lowered her head and couldn't see her expression clearly, only the two long purple bangs in her ears were shaking slightly.

"So, does Xiao Lun think that it doesn't matter if I was drugged and sold after I was deceived!?"

The girl's crisp voice was low and hoarse at this moment.

"Sure enough, Michiru also has that kind of understanding for rock and roll, don't you!"

Although he knew that it was a little inappropriate to laugh at this time, An Yilun still couldn't help showing a smile of "victory", but soon he was frightened by Michiru's somewhat gloomy expression, and his voice lowered:

"I ...... That's not what it means. It's just an agent or something, I really can't do it. I don't want to touch non-otaku things at all, it's not that I think rock 'n' roll is terrible, it's just that the color of the innate soul is different

Isn't it hard for a strong man to get me to do that kind of thing? ”

"Then do you think Kyosuke Hojo can do this job well?" The girl asked.

"Of course! Hojo-sensei is a person who can start an animation company on his own, and this kind of small thing can be easily done with his ability and connections. An Yilun replied without thinking.

"So, Xiao Lun, in the absence of any preparatory plan, you just denied the only feasible plan simply for the sake of negation?"

"This ...... Didn't I say it, that's a violent maniac, both men and women will be merciless! ”

An Yilun also shouted as if he had given up on himself.

"Why don't you join my game club.,Although it's a little different from rock.,But if it's Michi-keen, you'll be able to get used to it right away.,And then after the game goes on sale, you can go to the livehouse to perform.。

Bingtang Michiru was silent for two seconds, the expression on her face did not show any change, and she whispered:

"So, Xiao Lun can't be my agent because the color of your soul is different from non-house things."

"yes."

"Then, I'll be able to get used to the otaku thing easily?"

The delicate girl with short purple hair raised her small face, and her eyes were full of determination, just as she did when she led her teammates to victory in the arena:

"Is it because I don't have a soul?"

She tilted her head slightly, and the two long purple bangs in her ears swayed slightly. This action is obviously so delicate and lovely, but her expression is as cold as ice.

An Yilun was also suddenly a little panicked, he had never seen such a terrifying expression on Michiru's face. I have the impression that after the incident when I was a child, this childhood sweetheart has always had a bright smile when facing him.

"Nope! I didn't say that! He unconsciously took a step back.

"I apologize, I apologize! I don't want to drag you to the otaku world, and you don't want to ask me to do all that mess! He shouted in a panic.

"Messy?"

Himodo Michiru's eyes widened, and his head unconsciously turned twice, feeling that his thoughts had come to a standstill.

Something so important to me, is it a mess?

"I know, I won't object anymore, Michi's stay with you to go and ask Kyosuke Hojo to be an agent! That's it! An Yilun also turned around and said as if angry.

Gollum –

Bingtang Michiru swallowed the mechanical version, the reflection on the bronze elevator door was so unfamiliar.

"So Xiao Lun, are you going to push me to that person you hate with your own hands?" The girl asked softly.

"Then what can I do, I want to make games, I have to work to make money, I don't have time to do that kind of thing." An Yilun also muttered.

"Even if we can pay you?"

"Didn't you say that the color of my soul is the otaku!" An Yilun also suddenly roared angrily.

"Okay, I got it."

Himodo Michiru nodded, wrapping her coat tighter.

When she first heard that she was going to support the person who beat Xiao Lun, the girl had a painful sense of betrayal in her heart.

Now I hear Xiao Lun say that he wants to go to support Kyosuke Hojo, and the girl's inner sense of betrayal has changed surprisingly, and there is a hot feeling of revenge and pleasure.

The elevator became extremely quiet again for a while, until a dingdong sounded.

The first floor arrived.

An Yilun didn't say a word and walked forward, he heard the footsteps behind him, but he didn't even look back.

In the hall on the first floor, seeing the cute beautiful girl of the Bingtang family coming over, the manager of the tower originally had a smile on his face and wanted to raise his hand to say hello, but he saw that Miss Bingtang, who usually had a bright smile on her face, was full of sadness.

The gloomy weather always makes people feel depressed inside, and no one is an exception, only the small raindrops fall, bringing another burst of life to dispel the gloom.

The two walked out of the gate, worthy of a high-class tower, and entered the underground passage to the subway in less than a hundred meters.

It's almost five o'clock, and the underground passage in the center of Roppongi is bustling with Christmas, except that the speed of the crowd is the same.

Following the crowd, the platform soon arrived.

The nearest tram is still three minutes away, so An Yilun, who was already irritable, is even more annoyed.

He felt that he was not wrong at all, but he didn't know why he panicked at the thought of facing Michiru.

"Xiao Lun ......"

Afraid of something, the voice of Michiru Bingtang sounded behind him.

"You know what, I've always been grateful to you."

"When I was a child, I thought you were very unmanly, sticking softly behind me every day, neither playing boys' games, nor being accepted by girls, in short, you are nothing but annoying.

But it was you who made me think that it was the boys who were worth relying on at the critical moment.

That summer, I ran to the mountains alone. The luck is really bad, obviously everyone praised the motor nerves for being good, but he can't even walk with his foot broken.

It gets dark early in the mountains, and it feels as if the forest that was still bright has fallen into darkness in an instant.

Wow, wow......

The crow's cry was more uncomfortable than ever, not just uncomfortable, but terrifying.

Smack, smack......

Black bats flew back and forth through the trees, as if they were ready to take me away. ”

The girl said calmly, the dark tram tunnel in front of her seemed to confirm her words, and it was not surprising that there was no light in sight, no matter what would run out of it.

"I was scared at the time, let alone calling for help, I was trembling and I didn't even have the strength to cry......"

Even if I don't know how many years have passed, I can still hear her despair in the girl's soft voice.

I'll tell you what I understand, this was supposed to be written later, but it was too late

Michiru Bingdo is also miserable, completely a Stockholm syndrome patient. Obviously, he hid in the mountains because he was tortured by An Yilun, but in the end, because he was saved by An Yilun, he had an extraordinary dependence and trust in his heart.

Some book friends said that she was a love brain.,Maybe I didn't write it clearly.,Tomorrow's chapter will further advance the plot.,It's the plot of dating with Megumi.。