Manhattan Reborn 1978

Island country.

Afternoon~

About 100 kilometers west of the Tokyo metropolitan area, at the foot of Mount Fuji.

Fire rock hot spring hotel in the northwest suburb of Fuefuki City, Yamanashi Prefecture.

Five cars from Tokyo drove into the hotel gate one after another and parked smoothly in the yard.

Bill Gutherland, who was in charge of arranging this relaxing trip, was the first to get out of the car and walked towards the waiting hotel owner, chatting with him in a low voice.

Then, he pointed to David, Kanes, Little Peter, secretary Maggie, Manqi, Brotney Mejia, Kihara Nobunari, Odis Parker and others, who were standing in the yard and bowing at ninety degrees. Several waiters waved and said.

"Please take your belongings with you and follow the attendant to the locker room."

"The preparations here are sufficient and should be able to meet everyone's needs."

"In a quarter of an hour, we will change clothes and meet in the lobby."

"Okay, Mr. Tour Guide Guseland!" David glanced at Manqi, who was still secretly angry beside him, and joked to Bill Guseland.

"Hahaha~ Okay, Mr. Tour Guide!" Kanes, who had slept all the way from Tokyo, heard David making fun of Bill and shouted with a smile.

At this moment, little Peter, who was wearing casual clothes, couldn't help but take a look at this pair of tacit friends. He saw that the two of them were like two magnets attracting each other. No matter what the people behind him thought, they were directly holding hands. Went into the hotel. .

Odis Parker, who was playing with the civilization stick in his hand, stopped at the hotel owner who was talking to Bill. After taking a closer look, he muttered "interesting" silently and walked towards the hotel lobby with a smile.

Mecia and Maggie had already received the tasks "distributed" by David, and they followed Manqi one by one.

In the end, Kihara Nobunari was left standing alone, silently sizing up the surrounding scenery and layout. After taking a few deep breaths, he walked towards the hotel owner who was deliberately standing at the door of the lobby.

"Kihara Nobunari?"

"Yes!"

"My name is Iwasaki Naokami."

"This is the first time we meet, please take care of me!" The hotel owner named Iwasaki Naokami, after watching David and others leave, introduced himself to Kihara Nobunari very formally.

After Kihara Nobunari heard him say the surname "Iwasaki", he immediately introduced himself very formally and observed him at close range.

Iwasaki went straight up, as if he could guess what Kihara Nobunari was thinking, slowly puffed up his chest, and said with a confident smile on his lips.

"I am a member of the Iwasaki family of the Mitsubishi Group. This is a property I bought more than ten years ago. I come here every year before the cherry blossom season to relax for a few days."

"I just asked Mr. Bill Gutherland not to introduce me to the distinguished guests."

"Because I plan to introduce myself to you at the dinner. I hope you can understand."

"Okay, I understand." Kihara Nobunari bowed deeply and responded solemnly.

"Haha~" Iwasaki smiled and extended his hand to pat his shoulder in invitation.

"Please, Kihara-kun."

"Hi~" Kihara Nobunari bowed to Iwasaki Naokami again, walked towards a waiter waiting not far away, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

But before he had time to think carefully, he heard another voice coming from behind him.

"Kihara-kun, you were born in 51, right?"

"Hi~!"

"Me too."

"We happen to be the same age."

"It's just that I went to university in London, and you went to New York..."

After Kihara Nobunari heard this, he suddenly had an inexplicable impulse in his heart. He looked up at Iwasaki Naomi and asked.

"I haven't been to London. Have you been to New York?"

"No." Naokami Iwasaki replied with a somewhat regretful expression.

"Yeah.."

“Some of my classmates at NYU were from London.”

“They told me the biggest difference between New York and London is the energy!”

"New York is obviously more dynamic than London, and there are more opportunities for young people."

"So they don't plan to go back to London after graduation and want to stay in New York for development."

Iwasaki went straight up, looked at Kihara Nobunari quietly for a few seconds, and nodded with a more sincere expression.

"Thank you, Kihara-kun."

"Please~"

"..." Kihara Nobunari also showed a sincere expression, nodded and turned away.

His hands were hanging on Nao Iwasaki's spot, looking at his back as he disappeared around the corner, the smile on his lips gradually disappeared, and his eyes slowly became "weaker".

. . .

In a small separate room.

David quickly changed into a bathrobe and even wore a pair of swimming shorts under the bathrobe.

After Kanes changed into his bathrobe, he found David with a pair of swimming shorts in his hand and asked with a smile.

"Have you never been to a hot spring?"

"Um.."

"Then you have to be careful later and don't faint!"

David glanced at the swimming shorts hanging on Carnes' fingertips, sneered a few times with disdain, and retorted.

“There are dozens of hammams in Manhattan, New York.”

"Turkish steaming, you should be familiar with it, right?"

"faint?"

"Please stop being funny!"

"Haha~" Karnes grabbed the swimming shorts at his fingertips, put them into his pocket, and shrugged as if he wanted to see a good show.

"Anyway, I'm reminding you."

"If you make a fool of yourself and faint later, you can't blame me."

"Thank you!" David said with a slightly provocative and sarcastic tone, baring his teeth at Karnes.

Then he pretended to be mysterious and leaned into Carnes's ear and asked, "Do you know how many muscles there are in the human face?"

"Forehead..?"

Karnes shook his head in confusion, indicating that he didn't know.

"You don't even know this?"

David sneered twice with an even more contemptuous expression: "The number of muscles on each person's face exceeds 40!"

"These muscles in different positions can work together to make thousands of different tiny expressions."

"That's why law enforcement agencies such as the FBI and CIA include microexpressions of criminals in special research projects, and continue to accumulate experience based on various actual situations."

"For example, when they face a criminal who has been silent for several hours, they will ask interrogators who have studied micro-expression experts and criminal psychology to ask the criminal several questions that will definitely cause him to show micro-expressions, thereby obtaining The answers they want most.”

"So... is this true?" Kanes felt that he had added some strange new "knowledge" and scratched his head and muttered.

David showed a matter-of-fact expression, tilted his head and looked at him and smiled: "When you asked me just now, I noticed that there was information in your micro-expression."

"You kindly reminded me to be careful about fainting when soaking in hot springs..."