In Hong Kong, subordinates are not allowed to poke the mouth of their bosses

Chuya-sama's 17th birthday is approaching.

As a new boyfriend, it is natural that he should prepare well.

So during the two days off in early April, I soaked in the commercial street from beginning to end, hoping to find a suitable gift.

From the direction of selection, of course, boyfriends can choose from a wide range of things, and it is not surprising how intimate gifts they give.But also because it is too broad, I am a little troubled.

This chocker with a ribbon is very sexy, and it is not surprising that men wear it. This hat has a good design, and it is a safe and pleasing option...

I bought them all.

Ah, the shirt is also pretty good, can I just give my boyfriend a shirt?My shirt should be able to cover it if an adult wears it——

I cover my nose and force myself to think of something else.Nosebleeds in public are too bad not to.

The shoes are also very good. He likes the canvas shoes when racing motorcycles, right?

Bought it.

Ah, this thin smoke is what I wanted to give Chuya-sama that night!Until now, thinking of that night, I still feel so happy that I almost want to ascend to heaven.

This gift is very good. It can be smoked for middle-aged and adults. If the price is reasonable, it is not against the harmony to put it in the collection. In addition, it is very commemorative. Perfect, this gift is perfect.

Bought it.

Although I bought a gift that suits my heart, I can never have too many gifts for Mr. Chuya, so I continued shopping.

"Uncle Shunsuke...?"

A strange voice called my name, but what the hell is "uncle", I'm only 23 this year.

I turned around with my shopping bag in hand, and a tall, thin young man looked at me as if he knew me.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"Uh," although he had no expression, but I could read the helplessness in his eyes: "Uncle Junjie really forgot all about it."

Boy, you seem to know me very well.

I think of the first ten years without memory, and look at this young man with black hair and black eyes, whose facial features are not as masculine as mine, but the details of his eyebrows and eyes can still be seen in a trace of resemblance...

"Are you my relative?" I asked.

The young man nodded indifferently: "Well, Uncle Junjie is a child of a distant relative. He is a generation older than me but only one year older."

Although, I can't help but focus on the last sentence, you look so tender, are you already 22?It seems that he is still a student, a college student or a graduate student?The people at school really look more immature and innocent than social animals.

I was so convinced in my heart that I asked, "Which store should I go to? It's easier to talk."

The other party was about to agree, when a little loli jumped out from behind him: "Jiulang, what, did you meet someone you know?"

I saw that the corner of the nephew's mouth seemed to twitch.

He reluctantly introduced: "This is my uncle, Shunsuke, Shunsuke Sakuragawa."

"This is, Iwanaga Kotoko..."

"It's Kuro-senpai's girlfriend, Uncle Shunsuke."

Before Kuro Sakuragawa could say anything, Kotoko Iwanaga introduced herself with a smile, and even adopted Kuro's intimate name very familiarly.

This young man who is said to be my nephew also likes underage?The pedigree of this would be a little too bad.

It’s not my random speculation. Even though Japanese women are generally petite, Miss Kotoko’s height is only 1.5 meters, and she has a baby-faced loli appearance.

that's terrible.

"Girlfriend?" I euphemistically reminded: "For middle school students, it's still not very good."

It's more than bad, it should be a crime for adults to associate with middle school students.

Jiulang rubbed his forehead with a headache, not knowing what to say, "It's not—" girlfriend.

Qinzi puffed her cheeks and said dissatisfiedly, "I'm already 17 years old, not a middle school student."

Ah, she is also 17 years old. That's a stone hammer. There is a problem with the blood of this family. Is it a special genetic orientation to like minors at this age?

In short, I invited these two to a well-concealed store in the commercial street, which is a box restaurant under the banner of Hong Kong and Black.

However, it is too coincidental that Mr. Chuya happened to call me at this time.

"Hey, Chuya-sama, what's the matter?"

The voice over there was accompanied by the sound of the wind, like a phone call from a motorcycle.

"It's okay to talk about things, but today is also a day off, and I want to ask you if you want to have a meal or something."

Just by hearing the voice, I can imagine that he wants to invite his lover on a date like a grown man, but he is still a little uncomfortable and shy.

Adult Chuya is cute everyday.

I glanced at the two people on the opposite side, and pondered for a while, "In that case, how about you come to XX restaurant?"

"Ah?" Being in this restaurant basically means that there is something to talk about, and his voice sank: "I'll be there soon."

I hung up the phone and said to the two of them: "My lover will be here soon, and we just discuss the conversation about me directly, so as to save the time of relaying it later."

As an elder, you should take the initiative to stir up the topic to avoid silence, I thought so, let me say:

"...Well, let's talk about each other's current situation first, you seem to be still in school?"

Kuro nodded, "Well, I'm currently studying law as a graduate student."

I also nodded, "Very good, the future is bright."

From the perspective of ordinary people, postgraduate law students should have a bright future, a good future.

Iwanaga Kotoko looked at our two faces from left to right, "Although at first glance we are not similar in appearance, but the more I look at it, the more I feel that the two of us are probably related by blood. Should it be temperament or habit, I always feel very Like. They don't have any expressions, and their speech doesn't fluctuate...but Kuro is more herbivorous, like a bleating goat."

Although this girl looks like a loli, her eyes are not bad.This nephew named Jiulang seems to have grown up in an ordinary environment. Although he lacks emotion for some reasons, his personality is generally milder.

And I have worked in Hong Kong for a few years, and my homeless life was not very good before, so I am more inclined to be aggressive in my bones.But now that life is stable, I am also much calmer.

However, regarding my identity...it seems that there is no need to hide it. These two students will not be able to harm me, and it is not impossible to tell the whole story. So I will briefly introduce my current situation:

"Well, my name is Qin Junjie now. After all, I have been working in the port mafia for several years."

"Most of the characters will have gunpowder smoke after mixing with black people, there is no way." I tried to comfort the two of them with a smile again, but failed, so I could only nod.

The two students on the opposite side were all amazed. Probably, children in peaceful days rarely have the opportunity to face the existence of the mafia.

I said frankly: "There is nothing particularly surprising. Hong Kong gangsters are a specialty of Yokohama. Few gangster organizations outside have the courage and status to build five buildings like that."

"The five buildings overlooking the whole of Yokohama are actually the territory of the mafia?!"

The two foreign students were surprised.

Jiulang was in a daze: "Should I say that it is indeed a big city..."

After chatting for a while, Mr. Chuya finally arrived.

He probably just came out of Hong Kong and Hei. He was still wearing a black three-piece suit, a long coat, and a small top hat.There is usually no expression on the face, the corners of the mouth are drawn down, and the eyes are sharp.

The manager personally sent Mr. Chuya in respectfully, and then retreated respectfully.

Forcibly raising the already full of aura, Mr. Chuya, to the level of a big boss.

I glanced sideways, and sure enough, the two students who had never seen this world were almost stunned.

"Ah Jun, what's going on?" Mr. Chuya closed the door, took off his top hat, and looked at the two people opposite him, asking a little strangely.

I took off the windbreaker for him, "This young man is called Sakuragawa Kuro, he said he is my nephew. Well, with his girlfriend, Miss Iwanaga Kotoko."

"This is Chuya Nakahara, my boss and lover. I called you here to listen to our conversation directly, which is related to my life experience."

Nakaya-sama, who forgot to be shy when talking about business, nodded, and said seriously: "It is really necessary to listen, after all, you have lost ten years of memory."

On the opposite side were two faces that hesitated to speak.

boss?lover?male?

Looking at the eyes of the two, I guess they might think so.

It seems to be a bit exciting for ordinary people, after all, it has multiple labels such as office romance, down and down, and homosexuality.

Too many elements.

Kuro quickly recovered from the shock, and cleared his throat: "Cough, hello, Mr. Nakahara, I'm Kuro Sakuragawa, uncle Shunsuke's nephew."

Qinzi followed closely behind: "I am Yanyong Qinzi, Senior Kuro's girlfriend."

Master Chuya frowned involuntarily after hearing the first sentence, and stared at Kuro, not very happy, even a little fierce, which scared the two of them.

He asked indescribably, "Why does your voice look so like that mackerel?!"