Chapter 322: Back? You Still Remember to Come Back?

After sending Kato Megumi off, the business car drove towards the next destination.

The completely black car body flashed a stream of light from time to time under the moonlight, and returned to the wide road after passing through the narrow road of the residential street.

The car windows with special protective film distorted the color of the street lights outside into a very strange appearance. Fortunately, this is not a place where violent gangs often appear, otherwise, as long as they see such a car, experienced Tokyo residents will definitely think that it is a group leader traveling.

This spacious and comfortable business car is not only loved by financial companies, but also the favorite of the leaders of violent gangs whose average age is almost fifty years old.

"Goldman Sachs with guns" is not just a joke. When others are still calling the two-dimensional culture otakus as rats crossing the street, the clubs that control many commercial districts in Tokyo have already opened maid cafes all over Akihabara.

They do not prohibit other stores from entering, but stipulate the number of maid cafes in a certain area. Of course, it is not just maid cafes.

These "financiers" know very well what money is the easiest to make.

Hojo Kyosuke looked outside through the slightly yellowish window, his thoughts drifting uncontrollably. The cold white street lights and magenta signs on the street mixed together, dragging long light tracks on the blue-green glass building, making people stare at them in a daze.

However, maid cafes and the like, how can they make money faster than anime? When anime becomes popular, just open an exclusively authorized anime cafe. If you spend more than 20,000 yen, you can draw a prize once. The prize is also an exclusively authorized poster or badge...

Those old antiques have some economic sense, but not much. If you really want to make money, you have to rely on young people...

No, wait a minute...

What's going on, why am I sitting in the black business car that the club boss likes the most, thinking about the advanced version of their business?

Hojo Kyosuke, who was a little proud just now, suddenly found that something was wrong.

Not only was he sitting in a daunting black business car, but the driver was also covered with scars, and even the "auntie" who cleaned the floor in the company was a good fighter.

No, no, that's not how it happened.

First of all, I want to work in the animation industry because I have this need myself, and I can help both Nakako and Eriri realize their dreams.

Secondly, the reason why I recruited so many strange employees is to prevent them from falling into darkness after graduating from high school.

Just like when I was in junior high school, under my own constraints, there were no more bikers who would honk their horns crazily in the city in the entire Bunkyo District, and the public security became the best area in Tokyo.

Yes, yes, this is a good thing.

Didn’t editor Akamatsu say that thanks to his writing of "The Devotion of Suspect X", the number of homeless people in Tokyo has decreased a lot in recent months.

Although a large number of homeless people disappeared suddenly like in the novel, as for homeless people, the congressmen would rather they all disappeared, and they would not care where they went.

Well, my heart and my actions are as clear as a mirror, and everything I do is justice.

Hojo Kyosuke made a conclusion in his heart, so he immediately put this matter behind him. At worst, he would make an animation to expose the dark side of the maid industry in Akihabara to everyone and drive those old antiques away.

What someone didn't know was that the reason why the company near his studio building didn't call the police was that although those employees were fierce, they all had their little fingers intact. Everyone had ten fingers intact.

"I remember that Yang No went to Osaka today, right?" He picked a topic casually and looked at Yukinoshita who was staring out the window in a daze in the rearview mirror.

"Yeah." The girl's voice was still a little cold, but she didn't have much spirit.

"Sister Yang No?" Mitsuha said in surprise, and for a moment she felt that the world was really small.

"If you are talking about the woman who can get familiar with anyone in an instant, and no matter who faces her, she can't feel disgusted, then that's it."

Yukinoshita said calmly, and there was no emotion in her voice. The dim light in the car couldn't illuminate her face clearly, and only the occasional light from the window would make that half of her delicate face clear for a moment.

At the moment when the white light flashed, Hojo Kyosuke saw the girl's loneliness.

Lonely?

He almost thought he was seeing things. After being hit so many times in a row in one afternoon, Yukinoshita, who was so energetic and strong in her heart, would actually have such emotions?

Moreover, what she said...

"Hehe~~ Senior Yang No is really popular in school. She is also very friendly to me as a junior and has helped me a lot in school."

Sanye said with a smile, and her sociable appearance made Yotsuba behind her roll her eyes.

This little girl used to dislike her sister for being a country girl, but now that Sanye has become a Tokyo beauty, she has begun to dislike her sister for not being simple and honest.

Fortunately, Sanye didn't know what her sister was thinking, otherwise she might really let Yotsuba perform a finger-cutting performance in this carriage to prove her roots.

Yang No performed a stunt of not getting drunk at a thousand cups at the banquet, and Yukinoshita looked at a future that did not belong to her through the cracks in the city.

"But you are so cute, Yukinoshita, you must be very popular with your classmates in school." Sanye said with a smile.

"..." Yukinoshita's shoulders shook.

This question doesn't need Yukinoshita to answer, Hojo Kyosuke also knows the answer. The classmates like Yukinoshita so much that they can't bear to see her wearing the same pair of indoor shoes for two consecutive days. They have to supervise her to change every day in an extreme way. Even the dog that Yukinoshita fears the most has joined the supervision team.

"Yes, someone as cute as me..." the girl whispered.

As the girl's voice deepened, the carriage fell into silence again.

Sachiko and Kaori got off the train one after another. Unlike Kato Megumi, who could let her go back by herself, as Yotsuba's parent, Hojo Kyosuke had to say hello to the parents of the two little guys and exchange a few words.

"Ah, our Yotsuba is too playful. I accidentally got to this point. I'm so sorry for causing you trouble."

Hojo Kyosuke and Miyamizu Mitsuha stood side by side behind Yotsuba and talked to Sachiko's father.

The middle-aged man was also smiling, and doubts arose in his head. The couple was too young. Just when he wanted to ask, he saw the dark commercial vehicle at the gate of the courtyard and the fierce face in the half-open driver's window.

His calf trembled, and the smile on the man's face became brighter, and any doubts were immediately thrown behind his mind. Is he still a Japanese? At this time, you should say that the weather is really good, and don't ask others about their privacy casually!

"There, there, it's lucky for Sachiko to have a friend like Yotsuba. You are welcome to come to our house to play in the future." He smiled and pulled his daughter behind him without leaving a trace.

"Then we won't bother you." Hojo Kyosuke nodded slightly, with impeccable etiquette. Mitsuha Miyamizu stood behind him with a toothless smile like a newlywed wife.

"Remember to come to my house to watch TV tomorrow, Sachiko."

Yotsuba reminded that Sachiko and Xiangye were important tools, and they had to help her show off how great Kyosuke was in class.

"Yeah!" Sachiko nodded heavily. She had no choice but to agree. Yotsuba said that the big bag of peripherals in her hand was a benefit only for loyal members of the Hojo Kyosuke Support Club. If she didn't obey her orders, she would take it back immediately.

The number of people in the car decreased by two again. Hojo Kyosuke and Mitsuha accompanied Yotsuba to sit in the last row, and the car drove to the place where the flow of people was reduced.

The black parking space, the two lit red taillights were as terrifying as the bloodthirsty eyes of a beast.

Sachiko's father hurriedly pulled his daughter into the house to ask, didn't he hear that Mr. Miyamizu was the head of the Special Disaster Division of the Fire Department? Why does he look so wrong now!

"Hehehe~~ That's the BOSS! The BOSS who has a whole room of weapons at home!" Sachiko opened her arms and gestured a big circle.

"Weapons!?"

In the past, the man would only think that his daughter was obsessed with fantasy, but now...

"Is that gentleman Yotsuba's father?" He first had to confirm this.

"How is that possible! With so many girlfriends, it must be difficult for the boss to choose. It's still too early to get married~" Sachiko said happily.

"No? Then who is he?" The man recalled the attitude of Hojo Kyosuke as a parent.

"The boss is Sister Yotsuba's boyfriend."

"Boyfriend? Son-in-law?"

Bureaucracy, society...

These two words suddenly appeared in the man's mind, and he felt that everything made sense.

"In the future..."

He wanted to say that he could deepen his relationship with Yotsuba in the future, but he also wanted to say that he should be more careful in the future. After thinking about it, this unruly daughter would not listen to him.

Recalling the polite look of Hojo Kyosuke just now, he decided to shut up.

The violent gangs in Japan are more polite than each other before taking out the knife. They will even politely hand you the knife and pull your hand to stab him in the stomach. They are extremely polite.

The car stopped in front of an apartment building. It had a large area and was so tall that you had to bend your waist to 90 degrees to see the top. The security was tight...

Well, it was a high-end tower apartment that Xisaki strongly recommended.

"Thank you."

Yukinoshita was holding her schoolbag in her left hand and holding the sleeve of her left arm with her right hand. She looked a little cold.

"You're welcome." Hojo Kyosuke smiled.

Yukinoshita pursed her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she just nodded and turned to walk towards the lobby.

When she reached the door of the lobby, she turned around. To be honest, she couldn't tell why she did this and what she was expecting. But what surprised her for a moment was that the black car was still parked there.

A smile appeared on her face, she bowed slightly, and walked into the lobby.

The two ladies at the front desk showed a family-like smile, and Yukinoshita walked towards the elevator without looking away.

I have to go back to that home where I live alone again.

"I saw the photo of Senior Haruno, and it seems that she and her parents are still in Osaka?"

In the car, Mitsuha looked at Yukinoshita's back and asked Hojo Kyosuke.

"Yes, Yukinoshita's family is in Osaka." Someone nodded.

"Let's go, Hirata, to Miyamizu's house."

"It would be lonely to live alone in such a big house, right?"

Although she didn't have much friendship with Yukinoshita, and the two of them even debated for a while, Miyamizu Mitsuha had no dissatisfaction with this girl, and even liked her a little. She was a completely different type from Senior Haruno, but she was also very likable.

"Maybe, but she is Yukinoshita Yukino."

Hojo Kyosuke said casually.

Yukinoshita Yukino, as beautiful as the snow under the snow, is also as strong as the snow under the snow. The sunlight will be blocked by the snow above, but she will still remain cold and beautiful.

Thinking of this, in his mind, what Haruno said to him on the phone and the lonely look of Yukinoshita in the car just now kept alternating.

Haruno hated to socialize as the heir of the Yukinoshita family. She drank bitter wine that was hard to swallow, and used vomiting to pretend that she could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, showing the attitude that the future head of the Yukinoshita family should have.

Yukino admired everything her sister was doing, studied the art of mastering people's hearts, looked forward to changing the world by changing people's hearts, and was eager to inherit her father's business.

Just like a three-year-old child standing next to a high stool, wondering if the adult's wine glass was filled with a drink that tasted better than yogurt.

Hojo Kyosuke didn't know whether Yukino said before that she wanted to be a person like Haruno, or to prove that she could inherit her father's business even if she didn't need to be that kind of person.

This is Yukinoshita's family affair. Before this strong minister adds "helping Yukinoshita Yukino fulfill her dream" to the list of commissions of the service department, no one is qualified to point fingers at her.

The so-called tower is a high-rise apartment located in a prosperous area, with beautiful urban scenery, and subway stations and various convenient living facilities next to it. So if they want to return to the Miyamizu family, they must first cross this prosperous area.

The roads in Tokyo are wide and ordinary at night. The lights and advertisements on both sides of the road flash like crazy. Magenta and emerald green, these two colors full of confrontation and psychedelic feeling put together, add a sense of the future to this metropolis. Walking in it, looking at the colorful light tracks on both sides, it's like walking into a time machine and coming to another world.

The high-rise buildings gradually disappeared, and only a few warm yellow light tubes were lit in the distance. That was a residential area full of single-family houses.

The car stopped in a familiar alley. Hojo Kyosuke stopped Hirata who wanted to speak and motioned him to get off.

Yotsuba had fallen asleep on his thighs, with one hand still tightly holding Mitsuba.

"You looked unhappy after you and Sakura came down. Did something happen?" he asked.

Mitsuba Miyamizu seemed to have anticipated this scene. She had not expressed any doubts about Hojo Kyosuke asking the driver to get off the car before, and now her expression was frighteningly calm.

She lowered her head and fiddled with her sister's hair, touched her white little ears, and closed her palms to cover them.

"It was something Sakura asked me to keep for her during the Sakura Festival." Mitsuba said softly.

Before Hojo Kyosuke asked, she continued:

"If you want to maintain friendship with someone, you must never reveal her secrets, especially those related to her most important things. If you want to know, Kyosuke, go ask her."

"Sakura, that guy could have..."

"Yotsuba, wake up, grandma asked you to practice Kagura dance." Mitsuba interrupted someone and shook her sister.

"Huh????"

Yotoha jumped up as if she had suddenly been powered on. If Hojo Kyosuke hadn't quickly put his hand on her head, the new car would have had to go to the repair shop immediately.

"Today is the day off?" Without knowing what was going on, Yotsuha began to beg.

"No!" Mitsuha said loudly.

"..." Yotsuha looked around with her eyes blurred, but the lights were not on in the car, it was all pitch black, and she almost thought she had gone to "another world".

After a long while, she felt the big hand on her head and reacted.

"Stupid sister, Miyamizu Shrine is gone, why do we need to dance!" She scolded without any hesitation.

Really, why didn't I see you so active at that time, but now you use this to scare me, what a fool, you have grown up in vain, and you still like to play pranks like a child.

Yotsuha woke up, and Hojo Kyosuke couldn't continue asking, so he had to open the car door.

He didn't expect that the main character of the matter that made Mitsuha distracted was Sakura. After all, at that time at home, Sakura's smell had not changed at all, whether it was her tone, expression, or movements, they were all the same as before. On the contrary, Mitsuha's smell and expression were full of worries.

Mitsuha also didn't expect that she didn't expect Kyosuke to choose to ask her instead of Sakura. She didn't expect that he didn't notice that Sakura was wrong at all.

Obviously, his observation ability was so sharp, and he knew Sakura so well...

At this time, she really understood Sakura's words "It is because he is Kyosuke that I can hide it from him~~"

Kyosuke, a genius with eagle-like eyes, was actually hidden by Sakura, who was as stupid as a fool. This is really a matter of one thing overcoming another.

No matter how the girl's thoughts change, she has to face her father standing at the gate of the yard with a covetous look.

"You're back?"

Miyazu Toshiki crossed his arms over his chest, and every word seemed to come out of his nose. At least Hojo Kyosuke saw his nose hair fluttering. Except there were no flames, he was as scary as a demon from hell.

"Ah, really, Dad, why are you still standing at the door so late? Be careful not to catch a cold."

Sanye walked forward, pulled her father's arm and started to act like a spoiled child. Yotsuba next to her was not to be outdone, shouting that she was so sleepy. But she was not doing this for her stupid sister, but to help Kyousuke cover up.