I just want to be a regular writer

The suite door was slammed open, and the wooden door panel hit the wall with a "bang!"

The man sitting on the sofa wiping the pistol looked up at his companion raising his eyebrows: "Sandro, what's the matter?"

The man named Sandro slammed the door backhand and pulled a towel to his forehead: "Don't mention it."

The towel was quickly penetrated by blood, turning from white to rich red.

"Didn't you say you saw the lady yesterday?"

"...Because I saw the young lady." Sandro sat down on the chair with a little sullenness and found the medicine kit.

After checking his injury in the mirror, he raised his hand and started to clean the wound.

"You should walk around when you see a young lady. This kind of truth... don't I need to teach you?" The man on the sofa didn't care about Sandro's injury, but was a bit gloating-after all... There are really few people who can make Sandro suffer.

"Huh!"

Sandro threw the scissors into the medicine cabinet and turned his head a little bit frustrated: "I taught you this kind of thing at first, right?"

"so what?"

"..."-Indeed, what then?

Sandro is indeed the one who suffers from the young lady.

No, it's not like that.

What really frustrated Sandro was that he didn't bother with Azusa Sasaki at all.

He just got around after seeing Azusa Sasaki from a distance yesterday.

but...

Is it fate?

He saw Azusa Sasaki again today-they didn't even meet up and he was hit on the head by something falling from the upper floor.

That was the young lady he had been loyal to.

If Azusa Sasaki can be like her grandfather, maybe... Sandro will stay in that manor today as always, becoming the blade of the Sasaki clan.

unfortunately.

It's a pity... the lady who left them to be a waiter is no longer the Sasaki that he is proud of.

——After you get the arrow...Leave Sendai City immediately.

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Orz, because I am going to resume work tomorrow, I slept a big one today and slept 4/4 till this time, sorry...

Chapter 044 Eyes and Intuition (1/4)

In the not-so-large office, Kira Yoshikage and the psychologist hired outside the school were talking questions and answers.

It's not a terrible problem. Although the heart is impatient, it is not unpleasant.

With a warm smile on her mouth, Kira Yoshikage looked down at the notebook in the hands of the psychologist-he did not record the data of the long compilation, but wrote down a few keywords from time to time, and then smiled and looked up with Yoshikage Kira. Say a few words.

At the window of the office stood a young man who was not much bigger than Kirajikage.

Do not.

To be precise, the young man looks even younger than Kira Yoshikage. If it weren’t for the introduction of herself by the psychologist and said with a smile, “I’m still in a daze at the age of 24,” Kira Yoshikage would think that At best, he was just someone of his own age.

The young man was lying on the window holding a sketchbook, muttering a few words in a low voice from time to time, and then lowered his head to write and draw, as if there was something hard to ignore outside the window.

——In fact, this is not the case.

In the deep winter season, when it is not snowing, the students who come and go are walking hurriedly, and there is no great scenery.

"Shancheng,"

The psychiatrist showed an apologetic smile to Jiliang Jiying, and then handed the notebook in his hand to the young man: "If you are distracted any more... the assessment will be dangerous."

"Ah, sorry. There is a tall foreigner downstairs, who looks terrible."

The young man called Shancheng turned around, raised his hand and gestured, and smiled a little shyly.

He looked down at the sketchbook in his hand, then glanced out the window again.

"I'm sorry, this kid is a bit..." The psychologist thought with a smile on his face, and looked at Kiraji Ying, "In the words of your young people, it's probably...natural?"

Jiliang Jiying lowered his head and laughed, saying that he didn't mind.

After talking to the psychiatrist, Kira Yoshikage got up and left.

It wasn't until he walked out of the office that he lowered his head and rubbed his temples and looked at his watch-the pointer pointed to 10:20 in the morning.

It took less time than expected, and Kira Yoshikage was very satisfied.

——Time to go home.

......

In the office

The psychiatrist looked at Shancheng helplessly: "Xian (Xian, the same as'Xian'), you will make the students doubt our professionalism."

"Huh? How come?"

Shan Chengxian lowered his head and thought about it, and sat down in front of the computer: "Teacher, you are the person in charge of the assessment. I am just an intern. It would be better to say... if I sit down in front of the computer and record something. It makes people feel nervous."

"...You're clever when you make strong words."

Shan Chengxian pursed his lips and laughed.

The young man looks very gentle, wearing a thin black shirt in a warm room, with black hair down and his eyes softly, there is a rare purity in this age.

"What do you think of the student just now?" The psychiatrist asked with a smile, with scrutiny in his eyes.

Shan Chengxian blinked: "How do you say..."

There was obvious deep thought on his face, and then he seriously said: "It sounds normal."

"sound?"

"Well...in all aspects, they tend to be in the middle." Shan Chengxian is not used to professional terms, but a very colloquial evaluation: "It is normal..., it seems to have no personality."