I'm tired, break up

Fujiwara Yuki looked at the girl in front of her with icy eyes. It was almost summer now, but she was still wearing a black long-sleeved dress with a hem that covered her knees.The girl didn't see any decorations all over her body, she was as simple as those nuns who worshiped the gods in the church.

There is only one school in Japan whose school uniforms are so old-fashioned and conservative——Private Shuchiin Academy, a top educational institution specially set up for the descendants of Japanese nobles and top wealthy families.

Fujiwara pushed his glasses. To be honest, he didn't want to see this school uniform, nor did he really want to see this girl.

Although just looking at his resume and love history, Fujiwara Yuki seems to be an unrestrained prodigal son, but in real life, Fujiwara Yuki is actually a very cautious person.

As a breakup master, in order to ensure that he would not overturn and be trapped by a girl when he was in a storm of love, Fujiwara Yuki has always adhered to the rule of "absolutely never contacting girls who are too smart and girls from too good a family background".

And there is no doubt that almost all the noble ladies studying at Xiuzhiyuan meet these two restrictions, so even if Fujiwara Yuki has walked the streets of Tokyo in the early morning countless times in the past, he still loves those girls who are as beautiful as flowers. Keep them at arm's length.

Thinking like this, Fujiwara Yuki's gaze immediately became colder. If it was Nakano Sanku or Isshiroha standing here, he would have turned his head and ran away in fear.But the girl in Xiuzhi's school uniform was still standing there, cheerfully waving at him, with that innocent and natural look, people didn't know what to say.

"Chika Fujiwara, I remember this is the third time we have met." Shiki Fujiwara asked coldly, "When is the relationship between us friendly enough to call each other by name?"

"Eh?" The pink-haired girl was taken aback, she tilted her head, pointed her chin with her index finger and asked, "But we have the same surname, wouldn't it be too strange if I were called Xiaozhi Fujiwara?"

"If you just want to make a distinction, you can also call me Fujino-san like when you first met."

Hearing this, Fujiwara Chika was stunned for a moment, and then her face turned red. She lowered her head and reminded in a low voice: "Xiaozhi, I have already apologized once for calling you by the wrong name, and you also accepted it at that time. My apologies."

"I'm not blaming you." Even if he was as indifferent as Fujiwara Yuki, he couldn't help but feel a little helpless. Even though it was the third time they had met, he still couldn't understand the girl's brain circuit. She was obviously smart and capable in dealing with many things, but In interpersonal communication, it is always a mess. "I'm saying that the last name is not important to me, and I don't care if you call it wrong."

"That's impossible!" The girl's eyes widened. "The same surname means that everyone has a common ancestor and is a family. Does Fujiwara-san want me to push my family out?"

"You are mistaken, Fujiwara Chika. In Japan, the same surname does not mean that the two parties have a common ancestor." Fujiwara corrected and said: "During the Meiji Restoration, the emperor ordered that everyone must have a surname, among them Many people changed their surnames because of their admiration for Fujiwara, and the land of Chiba is not where the Fujiwara clan of Kyoto is active, so my parents’ branch is likely to be one of these people.”

"That's not it!" Fujiwara Chika suddenly came over, and she retorted imposingly: "Uncle has already done an appraisal! Xiaozhi, your parents are indeed a branch of the Fujiwara clan!"

Hearing this, Fujiwara Yuki frowned slightly.

"Really, why does Xiaozhi have to resist his surname so much? Obviously, grandpa, grandpa, and uncle all admire you so much."

"Even so, we can't be called family, Fujiwara Chika." Fujiwara Yuki interrupted lightly, "This is the same as those beggars named Fujiwara in Tokyo who are not your family."

The pink-haired girl fell silent, Fujiwara Yuki was far better at eloquence than her, and she had no compassion for women. Under the strong suppression of the other party without showing any sympathy, she was quickly defeated and fell into a speechless situation. It can be said that the situation.

——Fortunately, girls always have the privilege of using the "last resort" during conversations.

Almost immediately, mist appeared in the girl's eyes, she looked up at the emperor penguin, and asked aggrievedly: "So Xiao Zhi hates me?"

Looking at the lovely and pitiful face in front of him, Fujiwara Zhi remained silent for a while, then suddenly sighed, he turned around, put away the indifference on his face slightly, and sat down on the bench on the side of the passage.

Chika Fujiwara was taken aback, and hurriedly followed Fujiwara Yuki to the bench, put her hand on the long skirt, sat down at the other end,

"Why did you come here?" Fujiwara Yuki asked with his back turned to Fujiwara Chika.

"Grandpa asked me to come." Fujiwara Chika put her hands on the bench, and she gently kicked her calf under the black skirt. "Grandpa said that only I can see Xiao Zhi, and no one else can, so I came here."

"Grandpa? Is that the former prime minister who has been out of politics for more than ten years?" Fujiwara Shiki asked calmly, "What advice do you have?"

"Grandpa asked me to bring a word." Fujiwara Chika cleared her throat, and coughed in a funny tone like a grandfather: "Just that child? Haha! That child has been outside for so long, he should go home Bar?"

"It sounds really kind." Fujiwara Yuki commented lightly.

"Hehehe, right? Grandpa has never called me in such a tone before." Fujiwara Chika and Yurong laughed, she turned her head and cast bright eyes on Fujiwara Yuki's back. "Do you want to go back to Kyoto with me? Uncle said that Xiuzhiyuan can accept Xiaozhi to enroll at any time, and I also want to study with Xiaozhi and introduce my friends to Xiaozhi."

At this moment, there was a soft noise from the entrance of the player's tunnel, as if a mouse was running past the wall.

Fujiwara Shiki's left ear moved slightly, as if he had sensed something, the Emperor Penguin straightened up and walked out of the player tunnel without hesitation.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, Fujiwara Chika. Kyoto Fujiwara is not my home, and I have no intention of leaving Chiba to live elsewhere."

"Eh!? Why?" The girl was taken aback, and quickly got up, grabbing the corner of Fujiwara Yuki's jersey. "Everyone obviously likes Xiaozhi so much"

Fujiwara Yuki was forced to stop, he glanced out of the player tunnel, then frowned and looked at the pink-haired girl behind him, he could have lied to fool this girl, but now

"Because the Kyoto Fujiwara family doesn't like Fujiwara Zhi." Fujiwara Zhi said coldly.

Fujiwara Chika was taken aback. "what do you mean"

Before she had time to ask her questions, she saw Fujiwara Yuki turn around, face herself, raised her hand and took off the plain glasses

Fujiwara Chika slowly let go of the fingers holding the corner of Fujiwara Shiki's clothes, took two steps back and fell down on the bench.

The poor girl's expression was dull at this time, with tears in her eyes. She pressed her hands to her chest and breathed heavily. The panicked look seemed like a fierce tiger had just jumped out of the shadows and opened its mouth to roar at her.

"See clearly?" Fujiwara Shiki stood in front of her, his eyes lowered, he lowered his head and put on his glasses, and said calmly, "This is what your elders like and want."

After saying this, he turned around and left without staying.

After leaving the player channel, Yi Caiyu's commentary voice became clearer.

"There are two and a half minutes left in the time, and the current score is still 7:1. It can be seen that in order not to let yesterday's humiliating record fall on my head, the seniors of Xiuzhiyuan are working hard to launch an attack."

The girl's voice is sweet, but it sounds weak. It seems that the departure of the beloved senior has dealt a big blow to the temporary commentator lady.

Fujiwara Yuki stood on the stand without saying a word, his eyes glanced around. At this time, on the field, the black and white teams were entangled tightly. Even Hayama Hayato, who has always been gentle, now runs on the court with a cold face, like a killer.

Fujiwara Yuki's gaze passed them briefly, without stopping for a moment, as if in his eyes, this group of people was no different from the green grass on the field.

It is really unimaginable that an hour ago, it was this guy who said in such a serious tone, "It is an honor to fight side by side with all the brave men."