Port Mafia cadres follow up online

"Yeah, let's eat grilled beef tongue today!"

After Tsujino Ruzuru stepped into the store, the old and the young? Then stepped in.

The young man smiled heartily, excitedly talking about what he would like to eat later, and the old man beside him snorted with a stern face.

"Stinky boy."

Tsujino Liuhe glanced at the grandparents from the corner of his eyes, and was a little dazed. Is hair dyeing allowed in middle schools now?

The boy's hair was dyed evenly, with half the color on the upper and lower heads.

Taking a sip of the soup casually, Tsujino Rutsuru casually asked Mori Ogai who was opposite him.

Mori Ogai thought for a while and replied: "That child may be bad?"

Basically, middle schools prohibit students from dyeing their hair? Only delinquents will ignore the school's ban and do this kind of thing?

Having said that, boys generally dyed their hair blond? or mohawks in various colors. It is a bit strange to dye half of a pink head.

Hearing this, Tsujino Liuhe couldn't help frowning: "It doesn't look like it?"

The boy had a sunny temperament, and he spoke and behaved very politely after entering the door. Tsujino Tsururu still saw him? Making funny faces at the baby on the baby seat to tease him? Laughing?

Would such a child be bad?

"Liuhe, are you paying attention to him?"

Ogai Mori asked, her daughter seldom shows strong emotions towards strangers, and she couldn't help but explore the boy before she knew him?

When asked by him, Tsujino Ruzuru also noticed his abnormality, and said suspiciously: "I feel a little strange when you say that."

"Is he? An enemy?" she said to herself.

Mori Ogai used his power of observation to look at it for a while, and said, "It's not like the enemy."

The grandparents and grandchildren looked like ordinary people, a strict grandfather and a cheerful grandson, and they were locals who all the shop assistants knew. In this case, it was unlikely that they were enemies.

Tsujino Tsuru lowered his eyes, and they didn't have mana on them either.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much." She shook her head, trying to shake off the inexplicable anxiety in her heart.

Mori Ogai picked up a roasted beef tongue with chopsticks for her, and teased, "He? Isn't Nakaya-kun enough yet?"

Tsujino Ruzuru felt like patting his forehead when he recalled the tragedy of last night.

"Stop talking, I'm uncomfortable..."

Tsujino Rutsuru swallowed a few pieces of beef tongue in one gulp, and the fake fight between her and Chuya Nakahara turned into a real fight, and all 3 million U.S. dollars of private money flew away before they got their hands!

"Ugh……"

She fought with Zhong Ye, the first fight was not called fighting, it was called flirting, physical sparring turned into pushing and pulling.

Later, Verlaine couldn't stand it anymore, and said that you should hurry up, so that you can't convince others.

The young lovers parted with regret, and began to use abilities and spells.

After getting a little more serious, Tsujino Ruzuru and Nakahara Nakaya fought back and forth, the adrenaline gradually rose, and the thrill of meeting their opponents stimulated them? They fought more and more.

Gravity and steel rods fly together, ice and snow are the same color as the sword light, and the dark red gravity and ice blue spells shatter the ice.

In the back, the abandoned warehouse was crushed, and small icebergs rose from the ground.

Seeing this, Verlaine was dumbfounded, are these two really a couple?

You kick my chest, I kick your head, Tsujino Liuhe and Nakahara Chuya combined their fists and kicks from the east end to the west end of the river, and the rest of them didn't step in at all.

Verlaine changed from a symbolic assassination assistance to a logistics calculation of losses. When they almost hit the pier and the Yokohama Bridge, Verlaine thought of the finances of the Hong Kong and the Black, and rushed into the battlefield where the two had a short rest.

"Don't fight, if you fight again, you will go bankrupt!"

After the incident, the compensation was settled. The value of the bridges, roads, warehouses, goods and other items destroyed by the two people was not too much, and it was exactly 3 million US dollars, which was the total amount of bounty money that Tsujino Rutsuru planned to collect.

"..." Tsujino Rutsuru finished the report and was silent for a long time.

It's not that she lacks the money, it's just that the duck she got flew away, and she feels a little uncomfortable.

Zhongyuan Zhong also knew that he was wrong, and took the initiative to stay to deal with the aftermath. After comforting his girlfriend, he persuaded her and Mr. Mori to go to Sendai to see a doctor, and relax by the way.

"Why do you say this happened?"

Money flows away like gravel at your fingertips.

Tsujino Rutsuru pursed his mouth and asked unwillingly.

Mori Ogai also wanted to laugh when he thought of his daughter's strange fortune, but he didn't dare, so he coughed twice in pain to hold back his laughter.

"Cut." Tsujino Rutsuru said dissatisfiedly, "You can laugh if you want."

"Hold on tight and be careful not to be choked to death." She smacked her face viciously.

Mori Ogai reached out to cover his mouth with a tissue, bent over and lowered his head fiercely, making a strange noise.

When he raised his head again, his mid-length hair, which he had arranged when he went out, was a little messy, the hair on his forehead was hanging down, and his face was a little more rosy.

Putting on airs, Tsujino Rutsuru gave him a blank look.

Although the atmosphere was occasionally a little stiff, the relationship between the father and daughter became more harmonious after the meal.

Coincidentally, when they were paying the bill, the grandparents Tsujino Rutsuru had paid attention to before had just finished eating and came to pay the bill.

Tsujino Ruzuru hurriedly turned sideways, trying to make room for them.

The boy with two-color hair among his grandparents patted his stomach contentedly, his young face was full of joy: "Wow, I'm so full, thank you grandpa!"

The grandfather, who was old and slightly hunchbacked, glanced at him, patted him on the back and said, "Stinky boy, study hard for me in the third year of junior high school."

"Okay~" The young man replied in one breath.

"Sincerely eight thousand yen." The cashier at the counter handed over two banknotes with both hands, "Here is your change."

"Thank you for taking care of the business all the time, Mr. Knotweed."

Tsujino Rutsuru's eyes gradually widened upon hearing this surname.

The cashier smiled again and said to the boy with two-color hair: "Mr. Knotweed, please study hard next year."

"Liuhe, what's wrong?"

After Mori Ogai finished paying, he found his daughter was staring at the grandparents and grandchildren.

"Is something wrong?" he asked in a low voice.

"Knotweed...?"

Tsujino Ruzuru ignored him, but murmured the surname repeatedly.

Sendai City, Miyagi Prefecture, knotweed...?

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Knotweed Wasuke?"

Ignoring everyone's astonishment, Tsujino Rutsuru walked forward with a little force, grabbed the old man's arm and asked.

Knotweed Wasuke was held by the arm by a young girl he didn't know, and he said with dissatisfaction in confusion: "I'm Knotweed Wasuke, but I don't know you."

"Liuhe, let's go out and talk."

Facing his daughter who had lost his composure, Mori Ogai stood up to control the scene, apologized to the shop assistant and the people in line behind him, and persuaded his daughter, grandparents and grandchildren to talk outside the shop.

Interrupted and blown by the cold wind outside, Tsujino Rutsuru's mind also calmed down, regained order and honestly apologized to the offended old gentleman.

"you……"

Going outside where the light is stronger, Katsuobu Wasuke can see the details of the girl's face more clearly.

He narrowed his eyebrows and looked carefully, and found that her facial features seemed familiar.

Tsujino Ruzuru simply covered the upper part of his face, revealing a nose, chin and lips more similar to his mother.

"My mother's name is Namiyo Okada." Putting down his hands, Tsujino Rutsuru said his mother's name, "I don't know if you have any impression?"

Knotabazu Wasuke looked dazed: "So you are the girl Namiyo gave birth to!" He moved his eyes to Mori Ogai again, "I think he is your father?"

Tsujino Liuhe pursed his lips and did not deny it.

Tasting the subtleties, Mori Ogai was in a good mood. "Since you are relatives, come to my house and talk."

The father and daughter went to the mansion where the grandparents and grandchildren lived together at the invitation of Kojo Wasuke.

Along the way, the three adults obviously have something on their minds? Only the little kid Katsuhiro Yuhito, who doesn't know why, is overwhelmed by the fact that he has a distant cousin.

When approaching Knotweed's house, Tsujino Rutsuru belatedly felt a bit of embarrassment. It's not easy to come to a relative's house empty-handed when visiting a relative's house for the first time.

She has a headache, what should I do? The cold-tempered old man finds an excuse, and then runs off to buy some gifts?

If his intentions were detected, Kojoba Wasuke would definitely stare and say something like 'It's too troublesome to be so polite'.

Then she saw Mori Ogai conjuring two dim sum out of nowhere, and after entering the door, she took it out and said it was a visiting gift.

This move is so beautiful.

It was rare for Tsujino Liuhe to give his father a good face, and he gave a thumbs up quietly.

"Youren, go make tea."

Knotweed Wasuke found an excuse to get rid of it? His grandson curiously poked his head around, and then glanced at Mori Ogai.

"My father, he? Knows something about conjurers?"

Understanding the meaning of his eyes, Tsujino Rutsuru explained in a low voice, and she asked again in puzzlement: "Did you not tell about the conjurer Youruhito?"

Knotweed Wasuke came from Okada, a famous séance, and he was also a fierce general when he was young. Didn't he tell his grandson anything about it?

Isn't this unreasonable?

According to the lineage, the descendants of the Knotweed family will occasionally give birth to children with the talent of conjurers. In order to pass on, and also? In order to discover the talent of the children in time, those who have no magic power in the family will also vaguely know about it.

Knotabazu Wasuke's back seemed to bend even more at that moment, he sighed silently, and did not speak.

It was not easy for Tsujino Ruzuru to press her, because she realized that this large Japanese-style room was a bit too empty, and the only traces of life left in the room were those of two people.

She remembered that her mother's records said that Uncle Wasuke had an only son, so he must be Yuren's father?

Where did Youruhito's parents go?

Tsujino Liuhe hesitated and wanted to ask, but he was afraid of touching the old man's sadness.

"Speaking of which, does Youruto like to dye her hair?" She thought for a while, then changed the subject, trying to liven up the atmosphere.

She thought that the old man in front of her would continue to talk about her topic, or shake her head and scold her grandson for making messy things, or say with a little anger that he messed with her hair.

"Isn't it dyeing your hair?" There was a hint that Tsujino Rutsuru couldn't understand in the old voice of Knotweed Wasuke.

"Youren's hair color is natural."

Natural bi-color hair?

In the world of conjuration? There are always some unusual things about children born with visions, but Youruto doesn't have any magic power?

"What are you talking about?"

Just at this time, Knotweed Yujin came over with tea and snacks, and heard something about himself?

Tsujino Rutsuru took the tea and said nonchalantly, "We're talking about the subjects Youruto is good at."

"Maybe it's sports?" Hirohito Tiboni touched his head and said with a smile, "I can still run 3 meters in 50 seconds."

"Cough cough cough..."

Mori Ogai almost choked on the tea, is this the speed that ordinary people can run?

Is this kid a speed type?

Tsujino Rutsuru asked Knotabayuhito some other sports achievements.

Mori Ogai pricked up his ears to listen, and found that this kid was outstanding in sports.

"Why are you talking about my sports all of a sudden?" Knotabagi Yuhito was confused.

Tsujino Ruzuru casually used his father as a shield: "Oh, actually, we were just discussing your further education? By the way, is there anything Youruhito doesn't understand about studies? You can ask my father."

"Eh? Shouldn't my sister teach me?"

"He? He graduated from the Faculty of Medicine of Dongda University, and he is better at studying than me."

After stroking his cousin who was frightened by the name of the Faculty of Medicine at the University of Tokyo, Tsujino Rutsuru left them downstairs and went upstairs with Knotweed Wasuke.

After only the two of them, Katsuobu Wasuke dug out a document and revealed a blockbuster——

"Namiyo's child died once when he was more than five months old."