Chapter 365 Thank You for Liking Kyousuke

Although this body has never drunk alcohol, Hojo Kyosuke drank quite a lot in his previous life. Whiskey is one of the few foreign wines that he can say he likes. Of course, the extent of his liking is also very limited. This is among other things. This is reflected in the contrast of the foreign wine which is full of inexplicable taste.

The tangy flavor of honey and vanilla hits the nose, and the slightly spicy taste in the mouth makes the tongue numb, but it will soon be taken over by the sweetness of maltose. Except that there is no happiness that can double the happiness, drinking is not much more difficult for him than drinking water. However, it is still slightly inferior to the relaxation and happiness of drinking Coke.

If he didn't want to take down these guys at once, he would also choose to drink whiskey with soda water or other drinks.

But now, looking at Toshiki Miyamizu and others opposite him gritting their teeth and closing their eyes as they drank glass after glass of wine, the happiness he got seemed to be no less than what Coca-Cola brought, even if he didn't eat any snacks, just You could drink ten bottles of wine just by looking at their expressions.

"Ice water, ice water, when I went to the countryside to collect food, an owner of an izakaya who had been running an izakaya for seventy years taught me a super delicious recipe. Hojo, you must try it." Aisaka said with an embarrassed expression. Make a smile.

"Oolong tea! Whiskey needs to be tasted with oolong tea!" Even Onizuka Eikichi couldn't bear it anymore. He swore to his beloved girlfriend that what he was talking about now was real oolong tea, Suntory brand oolong tea, the original one. Wine paired with original oolong tea, a perfect match, boss!

"Where's the green tea that I just put here?" Toshiki Miyamizu lowered his head and wanted to find some water to relieve his pain.

And the really smart man, Tetsuta Kisaki, is already eating skewers vigorously. Smart, but only a little smarter. The really smart one was Ichiro Hojo who had begun to snore slightly.

Shimomura Tetsuya looked at the sleeping man, his eyes full of envy, and he also wanted to fall asleep. But he was sure that Auri Akamatsu or Tsuyoshi Aisaka next to him would definitely pull him up and continue drinking.

Why, why, why is this guy Hojo Kyosuke so good at drinking! ?

Before he could find an answer that could deceive him, he saw that the cup in front of him was full again.

He raised his head, and Hojo Kyousuke, who was holding the bottle of wine with a humble smile on his face, was pouring wine one by one.

Then, the sound of "Thanks for meeting" sounded again like the murmur of an ancient god. In a daze, he had an illusion that the slogans shouted by the ferrymen on the Santu River when punting the boats were--

“Thanks for meeting”

With a smile on his face, Hojo Kyosuke raised his glass and took a sip.

Eiri looked at Hojo Kyosuke over there, drinking glass after glass of wine with a relaxed face, his little face full of pride. Just being happy wasn't enough, this guy even came up to Sanye and quietly asked for credit.

When Miyamizu Mitsuha heard this, he looked at his father's increasingly red face and couldn't laugh or cry in his heart. He couldn't tell Eiri that everyone was drinking a bottle of wine. It hadn't been discovered long ago that he really drank fake wine, so he could only say Face said in admiration:

"I was worried that Kyousuke would get drunk by his father. Thanks to you, Eiri, you are so smart!"

"Hmph, that guy has obviously never had a drink but still shows off. If I don't help him, won't he have to trouble me to take care of him at night? I won't do it. It's too much trouble."

The blonde princess said proudly, and at the same time she made up her mind that her father would ask Kyousuke and Uncle Ichiro to go to dinner the day after tomorrow and drink the bottle of wine that her grandfather brought to congratulate her father on becoming a diplomat!

Kasumigaoka, who was sitting next to him, secretly rolled his eyes. If it really happened to him, this guy would be more active than anyone else, clumsy and causing trouble.

but……

If Kyousuke is really drunk, I wonder what he will look like when he is drunk?

Ah, really, why isn’t the ward office open 24 hours a day? Where do these moths go to pay so much tax every year? Don’t you know that night is when the human brain is most awake?

A person who has worked hard all day suddenly realizes in the middle of the night that he still needs his partner, and then walks directly to the road to the district office, holds the hand of a random person in the dark night and registers for marriage. This is the solution to the neon low birthrate. The best strategy for the problem!

Kasumigaoka Shiha vowed that when she has the right to vote, she will definitely vote for the legislators who advocate lowering the male marriage age and extending the office hours of government departments.

No, instead of waiting foolishly, why not support someone directly? Anyway, the family also has this need...

The girl was silently thinking about her wedding plan, and didn't even hear the shouts from the side. It wasn't until Mitsuha Miyamizu pushed her that she suddenly woke up.

Turning around, Aunt Mijiko was smiling and waving to herself.

A trace of panic flashed across her face, and Kasumigaoka Shiu quickly stood up, walked over with her waist hunched over, and sat next to Kyousuke's mother.

"What are you thinking about, Xiaoshi? You are so entranced." Hojo Mikiko asked casually with a smile.

"No, it's nothing, just some trivial matters." Kasumigaoka muttered. You can't say that you originally wanted to arrange your marriage with Kyousuke while Kyousuke was drunk and your two elders were in Tokyo, but he suddenly remembered that men must You can only get married if you are 18 years old, and the ward office is not open at night.

"Huh? Why did Xiaoshi suddenly become nervous?" Hojo Mikiko asked in confusion.

"You must be thinking about random things~" Yamauchi Sakura came over and smiled mischievously.

"Talent, no!" Kasumigaoka Shiyu panicked.

"It's here, the secret skill, mind-body switching technique! The activation condition is that Eiriri is not present, and the effect is that everything from speaking to expression changes to Eiriri's appearance!" Sakura exclaimed in a low voice.

"Hahaha~" The two mothers laughed together, only Kasumigaoka's face slowly turned red.

After finishing laughing, Hojo Mikiko pulled Kasumigaoka and moved a little to the side, then lowered her head and whispered:

"Little poem."

"Huh?" Kasumigaoka's heart trembled, and he already had a guess.

"Thank you for preparing the gift for Kyosuke." Mijiko said softly.

"No, there's no need to be so polite. Just don't think I'm too nosy."

The girl didn't expect to receive such a precious thank you from Kyosuke's mother, and she was a little overwhelmed for a moment. After all, whether she was contacting Kyousuke's parents or friends, she was just trying to make Kyousuke happy from the beginning to the end. Otherwise, Miki Okudera and the others wouldn't have been invited. Although they don't want to admit it, Kyousuke will feel regretful if any one of these people is missing.

Kasumigaoka Shiu is such a girl who considers Hojo Kyosuke wholeheartedly.

"You are a good girl." Hojo Mikiko stretched out her hand to cover the girl's hand, her tone was extremely gentle:

"Kyosuke has been a strong and sensible child since he was a child."

"..." Kasumigaoka didn't speak. She knew that Kyousuke's mother wanted to continue talking, so she just listened obediently with her eyebrows lowered.

"Although this seems a bit bragging to me, he is really sensible and makes me, a mother, feel distressed." Mikiko Hojo sighed softly.

Kasumigaoka raised her head in astonishment and looked at the woman beside her in confusion.

"Not once, I never saw the kid cry and I never heard him say anything bad."

"Have you ever cried?" Kasumigaoka's eyes widened.

"Yes, even after eating the terrible food I cooked, he would give me a thumbs up with a smile on his face and say it was delicious; he would pretend to be nonchalant when his wounds bleed from a fall and comfort me while treating the wounds; he would be bullied at school. He took care of it by himself without saying a word, and even asked Sakura to help apply medicine when he was covered in wounds..."

Kasumigaoka quietly listened to Kyousuke's childhood stories, and the image of that person in her heart became more complete. I don’t know why, even though she was talking about Kyousuke’s affairs, Aunt Miyoko’s movements of stroking her hand became more and more gentle.

"In any case, Kyosuke was still in front of me at that time. I could know how badly his 'wrestling' was hurt, I could make him feel my love for him, and I could let him know that if he didn't want to be sensible, he just had to call me mom. can be protected.

Although I am a little embarrassed, I have been taking care of this child for so many years, even though I am somewhat incompetent..."

"No! Kyosuke never felt that way!" Kasumigaoka Shiu interrupted in a low voice. She knew the importance of family education to a person's growth. Just looking at Kyousuke now, she could tell that Aunt Miyoko was definitely qualified as a mother.

"Haha~" Hojo Mikiko smiled slightly and did not refute:

"However, Kyosuke was born to leave his mother's arms and do great things. He left Minato City and came to Tokyo to study alone, live alone, eat alone, and live alone..."

The mother's tone was slightly lowered, and she turned to look to the left. The energetic look of her son holding the wine glass gave her the motivation to continue:

"He left my sight. I no longer know whether he really fell or was bullied again. I have no way of knowing whether he has eaten enough or whether he has made friends at school."

Listening to her mother's murmurings, Kasumigaoka felt warm in her heart. It was impossible for Aunt Miyoko not to know how powerful Kyousuke was, but as a mother, she still had these lovely worries.

Maybe, I will do this in the future and find a hundred bodyguards for Kyousuke and I's children. Thinking of this, the girl's previous worry turned to anticipation, anticipating what she would hear from Kyousuke's mother.

"I am always worried that this unfriendly world will not take care of him as meticulously and support him unconditionally as I do, and worry that he will be bullied..."

Hojo Mikiko held Kasumigaoka's hand with both hands. After the girl raised her head, she looked gently at the other person's pair of sharp wine-red eyes, and her tone became gentler:

"It's better now. I know that even if I'm not by his side, there are still people who love him, and there are people who care about him and take care of him, so that he can be surrounded by love and face this unfriendly world fearlessly."

The mother raised a hand and gently touched the girl's head:

"Xiao Shi, thank you for protecting Kyosuke."

"I……"

Just as Kasumigaoka Shiyu was about to speak, she felt something blocked in her throat. After swallowing unconsciously, she whispered:

"Kyosuke will do the same."

Hearing this, Mikiko Hojo was stunned for a moment. She thought she would hear words like "This is what I should do", but then the smile on her face grew stronger. Yes, my son loves them and they love him. This is the most perfect relationship.

"Ah~ I'm so happy, I really want to drink. Really, that guy Ichiro, if he had said earlier that he would take care of Mikiko if he didn't want to drink, I would go drink for him." She complained about her husband.

Kasumigaoka was still somewhat immersed in the previous emotions. This great maternal love made her think of her own parents. She should have brought her parents here before, so that her father could drink with Kyosuke now.

Looking at Aunt Mikiko, who already had two children but was still so innocent, the girl realized for the first time that whether a person is loved or not can be seen at a glance.

Just like Kyosuke, Glass, Eriri... and herself.

On the contrary, whether one can't feel love and can only face it alone without support can also be seen at a glance, for example... She couldn't say it, because it was a bit too rude even for her.

Well, it actually had nothing to do with politeness, but her current mood was so wonderful that she was generous enough to feel a little pity for Yukinoshita.

Before, she had always been worried that what she did to Ishida Hidenori would be disliked by Kyosuke's mother. After all, a gloomy and vicious woman would never be the best candidate in the heart of her mother-in-law. Although what Aunt Mikiko asked Uncle Ichiro to do later made her feel a little relieved, the girl's heart was always worried.

Now, Kyosuke's mother not only did not blame herself, but on the contrary~~

Ah~~ So happy, I also want to drink, want to drink with Kyosuke, and do happy things together when drunk~~

"That, Aunt Mikiko, actually..." She hesitated, her eyes quietly drifted to the left front, not knowing whether to say the following words.

"What?" Mikiko asked with a smile on her face. Although she always told herself to treat every daughter-in-law fairly, it is undeniable that after this incident, Kasumigaoka Shiyu's weight in her heart has increased a lot.

After all, who would not like a girl who protects her son in every possible way? Although her schemes are a little vicious and her actions are a little decisive, they are all dealing with people who are not friendly to her son!

Which mother would refuse such a daughter-in-law?

Seeing Aunt Mikiko's expression, Kasumigaoka Shiyu gritted her teeth and decided to sacrifice Eriri to deepen her relationship with Kyosuke's mother:

"Actually, Eriri is very good at taking care of children. She has been missing Kashiko since she last saw her. She has been asking Kyosuke to take her to Hokkaido to play with Kashiko."

Driven by her conscience, the girl had to say some good things for the blonde lady against her will.

"Ah? Hahaha~~Is that so?" Hojo Mikiko was stunned, and then looked at the girl in front of her with a smile:

"That's not okay either. A so-called mother can't entrust her child to others for the sake of temporary happiness."

"Oh..." Kasumigaoka lowered her head. In fact, she knew it, but Eriri really liked children, so she couldn't help but fight for her.

Although she couldn't drink, Hojo Mikiko seemed to be drunk. As Kyosuke's mother, the girls' love naturally fell on her. Listening to the delicate and crisp "Aunt Mikiko", her heart was drunk.

"Novelist, miko, painter, voice actor..." She raised her head and looked in a clockwise direction, muttering:

"Chef, teacher, fashion designer..."

Then she came to the Yukinoshita sisters. After a moment's hesitation, she still jumped over and looked at Yamauchi Sakura.

"Hmm..."

Even Hojo Mikiko couldn't think of what to say for a while.

"Gourmet!"

Yamauchi Sakura raised her index finger and pointed at her nose, laughing.

"Hahaha, yes, little Sakura has been a gourmet since she was a child."

That's right. Since she was a child, Kyosuke basically tasted the dishes he made first, and then let himself taste them. Only when he was sure that they were delicious would he tempt Sakura. Such people, like herself, are born to be loved.

Kasumigaoka rolled her eyes, thinking that Sakura's children might be a copy of her. Every time they would go to other aunts' houses to learn skills, and then run back home with other children to steal food.

But looking at Yamauchi Sakura's bright smile without any haze, and looking at her bright yellow eyes, she had to admit that even if they were all people who could be seen at a glance as being loved, some people would always have more love.

The girl felt a little frustrated, but she soon cheered up. Children who are less taken care of are more promising, and they have to fight for what they want!

Time and time again, whether it is with Kyosuke or Aunt Mikiko, I must be the first!

Thinking of this, the girl's previous thoughts were instantly perfected. I will ask my father to invite Kyosuke's father to visit my home tomorrow! I will take Aunt Mikiko and Kashiko to the amusement park or go shopping!

And Yamauchi Sakura, laughing and talking to Aunt Mikiko about the new food developed by Hojo Kyosuke, made up her mind to avoid letting Aunt Mikiko ask about her parents. My mother will definitely cry when she sees Aunt Mikiko's words, and then Aunt Mikiko will also cry with her head in her hands.

These two women used to hug each other and cry when they watched TV shows together. Fortunately, I have been with Kyosuke since I was a child, otherwise I would definitely become a crybaby~

But, drinking...

I will also have a big drink with Kyosuke later! Beer, wine, whiskey, brandy, vodka, sherry...all of them!

There are already more and more empty bottles on the ground, and there are also many empty ice buckets and beverage bottles.

After everyone's hard persuasion, Hojo Kyosuke agreed to their suggestion of using the traditional drinking method, but he still drank pure.

That is to say, others drink cola whiskey or oolong tea whiskey mixed with drinks, but he still drinks pure whiskey in a large glass.

It is precisely because of this that once again aroused everyone's desire to win.

That's too much!

There's no way we can't kill him now!

With this idea in mind, everyone who had just wanted to pretend to be dead picked up their wine glasses again and shouted "Thank you for meeting me", among them Toshiki Miyamizu was the loudest.

Hojo Kyosuke naturally refuses to accept anyone who comes, and he is not afraid even if someone wants to use the mixed wine tactic. No matter what the other party gives him, he will drink it all in one go.

How can a mere amount of alcohol knock down a well-trained body? Hojo Kyosuke has always heard that "color is a bone scraper", but he has never heard about what happens to oolong tea.

With this thought in mind, he watched the people on the table being poisoned by alcohol one after another.

After watching Mitsuha's father murmur "Thanks for meeting" and lie down on the table, he smiled with satisfaction. Now he had entertained his future father.

In fact, he was a little nervous. Before he saw it, Onizuka and the others had already fallen asleep on the ground. The uncle's ability to persist until now was the result of his hard work.

Looking at the people lying around him, Hojo Kyousuke picked up the ice coke and took a big sip. He couldn't help but feel extremely proud in his heart, but then he couldn't help but give himself a slap in the face.

What are you thinking? The people lying here are all men. If they were replaced by beautiful girls, they would be as passionate as they are!

"Xisaki, are you still conscious?" he shouted as he picked up a skewer of cold salt-grilled chicken breasts and ate them.

"Yes, what's the matter, brother?"

Kisaki, who was lying on Onitsuka Eikichi, got up. Although his face was obviously drunk, he spoke very clearly.

"Shiyu has already booked a hotel, please contact the driver to come and move people." Hojo Kyosuke was still eating. Although the food tasted a lot after it got cold, he was the least picky eater.

"Yes." Kisaki agreed first, then looked at Ichiro Hojo and Toshiki Miyamizu hesitantly.

"Uncle Miyamizu, I will send it to you personally later. As for my father..."

Hojo Kyosuke glanced at his father, thought for a moment and shouted:

"Ah, Uncle Utsumi, Aunt Yujing, why are you here?"

As soon as Hojo Ichiro, who was lying on the ground, heard this, he immediately got up and straightened his clothes at lightning speed, with a complaining expression on his face instantly:

"Neihai, you kid..."

Hojo Ichiro raised his head and was stunned. There were no shadows of his two friends in front of him.

"Kyosuke, you brat!"

Kisaki Tetsu nodded knowingly. In order to avoid embarrassing his eldest brother's father, he quickly stood up and walked out of the private room to make a phone call.

When Hojo Kyosuke was about to be criticized by his father in anger, Uchi Haisuke and Tamai Yuko, who founded a law firm with their father, also walked into the izakaya door.

Yes, Hojo Kyosuke had long heard the discussion coming from the stairs. The place had been reserved by them, and only invited people came back.

"Utsumi, why did you come here!" Ichiro Hojo immediately changed the target of his complaint to his old friend. If this guy had come earlier, he wouldn't have had to pretend to be dead so early.

"You think everyone is as laid-back as you, but I dropped a very important case and came here." Uchi Haisuke came over and punched his old friend, then turned to look at Hojo Kyosuke:

"Wow! Kyosuke has grown so big and is so strong. Join the rugby club in college and I will be your personal trainer."

As expected of a barrister, he talks very fast. Hojo Kyosuke sighed and dealt with it casually. On the other side, Mikiko Hojo also stood up and greeted Yuko Tamai, looking eager to introduce her daughters-in-law to her friends.

After Uchi Haisuke sat down, Hojo Kyosuke wanted to accompany his beautiful girls, but his father seemed to need him as a bragging prop, so he had to sit aside obediently and watch his half-drunk father behave like a child. Stop showing off your achievements.

After a while, Tetsuta Kisaki came back, bringing five or six strong men in suits and began to move the drunkards on the ground who had begun to snore. Of course, he did not forget the reporters who had been knocked down long ago.

Even Miyamizu Toshiki was sent away by him. He originally wanted to send him home, but now it seems that he should send him to the hotel and let the waiter take care of him, so as not to trouble his Mitsuha.

After seeing off all his friends, Hojo Kyousuke looked at Eiriri, Glass and the others, and saw obvious distress on the faces of the girls.

Needless to say, let’s just go home and sleep together.

On the lady's side, the only ones that have to be sent away are Yotsuba's two friends and the Yukinoshita sisters, Mitsuha and Yotsuba, and Aunt Yaeko. Yuzuru is staying at Ruyi's House tonight.

My father hadn't had enough of chatting yet. After drinking here, he continued to perform the Neon Man's repertoire, saying that he didn't care.

In the night, black commercial vehicles were driving on the streets of Akasaka, coming and going, transporting carloads of drunkards to the hotel, just like scavengers in the city.

Hojo Kyosuke didn't want the girls to get into the car that smelled like alcohol, but instead let them get into the car that Senior Shiba had prepared.

Watching the red taillights of the car disappear on the street, Hojo Kyosuke couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Although he didn't do anything, he still worked hard today.

"Let's go, I'll take you home."

He turned around and greeted Yotsuba's friends and the Yukinoshita sisters.

"Okay~" The two little girls agreed and climbed into the car with two bags of gifts.

Compared to ordinary people, Hojo Kyosuke has a deeper understanding of gifts. When he was a child, his father Hojo Ichiro had a nickname in the Tokyo legal community as "Hojo who never returns empty-handed."

Because he either took away victory from the court or took away one or two small things from his opponent. It was not to be used as a villain to curse, but to be taken back as a gift to his wife and children.

Of course, if he won, he would change it to a more gorgeous gift.

In any case, he always brought gifts to his wife and children every day when he went home.

"The sense of expectation is something that needs to be cultivated by oneself. No matter who faces a person who brings gifts every time he enters the door, he will shout out the words "Welcome home" with expectation. "

This is how he taught his children, and Hojo Kyosuke did the same.

Gifts are not just etiquette, but a token of thought.

This kind of thing can help Yotsuba improve her friendship with her friends, so why not do it? Even the current Yukinoshita sisters are holding small gifts. Yukinoshita's is a book from Honya Daisho, and Yono's is a bottle of wine.

After getting in the car, Yukinoshita found a separate seat and sat down. Hojo Kyosuke wanted to sit in the passenger seat, but Yono pulled her to sit with him.

Just like when they first met tonight, this big sister who didn't know what a sense of boundaries was again close to Hojo Kyosuke, making him feel a little itchy at the reddish ends of her hair.

Sniff, sniff, sniff~

Yono put her head next to Hojo Kyosuke's face, wrinkled her little nose and took a deep breath.

"Sister! "Yukinoshita reached out from behind and pulled her sister, who seemed to be drunk, back to her seat. Really, this person is obviously not drunk!

"Kyosuke, did you drink fake wine? There is only a little smell of alcohol on your body!" Yang No said in disbelief as she looked at Hojo Kyosuke's clear black eyes.

"Yes, I have the magic to turn wine into cola." Someone did not explain the strength of his body. Such things can only be explained clearly by letting the other party experience it personally.

"Ah~ boring, wine is the lubricant of life. Moreover, if it is so easy to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, how boring~~"

Yang No muttered casually and leaned back on the chair. The coat slipped down because of the relaxation of the body, just hanging on the elbow, revealing the white shoulders.

"Isn't it a happy thing to be able to take a shortcut?"

Yang No likes her Shura education. Hojo Kyosuke does not object, but he must firmly defend the dignity of the lying party.

"What if there is no shortcut to take? "Yono also did not refute, but used the classic red herring fallacy, directly skipping the rightness of taking shortcuts to discuss how to deal with it without shortcuts.

"Then give up." Hojo Kyosuke answered very straightforwardly.

Yukinoshita Yono was stunned, and then burst into laughter:

"Hahaha, Kyosuke you are really a very interesting person, I really look forward to what my mother will look like when she meets you."

"Why do I have to meet your mother?"

"Because you have entered the list of candidates for the son-in-law of the Yukinoshita family~"

"That's really an honor."

"Haha, right, this is a shortcut full of light, you have to seize the opportunity and work hard!"

"..."

Yukinoshita listened quietly to the boring conversation between the two people in front, and her light blue eyes were filled with the world outside the window.

After sending the last person away, Hojo Kyosuke returned home. Standing at the door, looking at the brightly lit Ruyi Liao, I felt that all the fatigue in my body was swept away in an instant.

"I'm back. "He shouted loudly.

"Welcome home~" The voices of different pitches immediately sounded in the living room.

Sakura, with wet hair, lay on the back of the sofa, Eriri, wearing an apron, leaned out of the kitchen, Yukino and Miki were also standing in the kitchen, and Naoko was in the courtyard. The others should be taking a bath.

Hojo Kyosuke put the red tulips he had just bought into the vase.

"Hurry up, hurry up, the hangover soup that Yukino and Miki taught me to make is super useful!" Eriri came over with a bowl, looking proud.

"But, wasn't I drinking fake wine?" Hojo Kyosuke was stunned.

"Stop talking nonsense, just drink it!"

"Yes, yes, yes."

Hojo Kyosuke chuckled and took the bowl. This is home. Those who lie in the hotel don't have this treatment.

"You are not allowed to stay in bed tomorrow morning! "Eri said the last sentence and ran upstairs.

Looking at the golden ponytail fluttering up and down, someone understood instantly.

"Kyosuke, help me blow my hair." Sakura called out in a tender voice.

"Kyosuke, I also prepared a hangover soup." Miki also called out.

Only Yukino came over, took the suit jacket from Hojo Kyosuke, helped him smooth out the wrinkles on his shirt, and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work."

...

At four o'clock in the morning, Tetsuta Kisaki was awakened from his dream by a ringing phone. In less than two seconds, he regained consciousness, saw clearly where he was and what was going on, picked up the phone, and listened to the voice on the other end. His face became worse and worse.

Ignoring the time, he called the hotel front desk and asked for a car service.

When he arrived at the door of Ruyi Liao, he did not ring the doorbell, nor did he call Hojo Kyousuke. Instead, he stood there straight, constantly calling other people and handling other things.

Until dawn.

To avoid someone getting impatient, I will say this first. It is not a very bad thing. It is just a foreshadowing to start the next plot.

Thank you for your monthly tickets, rewards and recommendation tickets. I am going to sleep.