[Tutor] Kongyu name

Did Mr. Ji Zhengyi come alone? "

Irie nodded and handed over the menu: "There are a few accompanying people, but it's a private matter to see you, so I came alone."

I took the menu with a smile, and couldn't help joking: "Aren't you afraid of being kidnapped by yourself? Mr. Zhengyi is a very powerful talent. Thanks to you staying with Bailan until now, there must be many companies wanting to poach you, right? ... By the way, what did you order?"

Mr. Zhengyi sighed dumbfoundingly: "It's just an ordinary vegetable set meal."

"Hey... Is it really okay for you to be so skinny and not eat meat?" I raised my head from the menu, and looked at the young man across from me again, "Look at your face... it won't be a stomach problem recently Have you committed another crime?"

Hearing this, he was slightly taken aback, and then smiled and said, "Although there are reasons for this, since we've come to this point..." Mr. Zhengyi coughed lightly, and pretended to be nonchalantly flipping through the other paper that the waiter handed over just now. This menu, "This time I came to the capital, I was also entrusted by Mr. Bai Lan to ask you to be careful in everything in the near future."

After a pause, he simply put down the menu and smiled with his chin in his hands: "What? Did that guy do something that would be retaliated against?"

Mr. Zhengyi frowned, and seemed to be a little troubled: "Forgive me for not being able to disclose the more specific content. Although nothing will happen, but for the sake of safety..."

"I see." Tou snorted suddenly, and didn't continue to ask, but I was surprised by his reaction.

Even if the other party is Mr. Zhengyi, how could his personality accept such ambiguous excuses so easily?It is true that Tou has a powerful intelligence network, but it is only limited to Kyoto at present. Could it be that he already knows that Bai Lan is a mafia?So, would he also know about Sawada Tsunayoshi?

My heart skipped a beat, but I couldn't ask rashly like this, so I had to swallow my doubts back into my stomach.

The meal was a little absent-minded, but luckily the two of them didn't notice.

That afternoon, Mr. Masaichi left Kyoto.Because of his reminder, Tou would commute to and from school with me every day, but nothing happened, and the annual school celebration was ushered in peacefully.

On the day of the school celebration, I went to school early because I wanted to help the student union.Tou had a photography assignment, so he didn't act with me.

When I arrived at the school, I happened to meet Senior Sakura. She was carrying two big bags. Seeing me alone, she couldn't help laughing and teasing, "Why don't you see that knight escort today?"

"Tou has a job, and what does 'knight' describe..." I couldn't help but complain, and stepped forward to take another bag from the senior's hand, which was full of various decorative imitation silk flowers, "These are Is it used to decorate auditorium seats?"

"Yes, there is a club performance in the afternoon, so I had to finish it in the morning. Do you have time to help?"

I just knew... "Isn't it just to help you?"

As a result, I spent the whole morning in the auditorium, and it was almost noon when I finally got free.

Senpai Sakura mercifully left a sentence, "It's a rare school celebration, Akutagawa, you should take a good look around", leaving me alone to the student union office.I escaped from the auditorium as if I had been amnesty, but as soon as I went out, I was drowned out by the boiling voices outside.

The whole school seems to have become a sea of ​​laughter and laughter. The campus is overcrowded, and students with food or strange dresses can be seen everywhere.The weather is rare today, and the square in front of the teaching building is filled with all kinds of small stalls. The stall owners try their best to attract customers, and the tempting aroma continues to waft from the food stalls.

I bought a takoyaki nearby, and I didn't know where to go for a while.At this time, Tou went to work, and Mingli must have gone to the coffee shop organized by their class, so I am the only one left?

At this moment, all the excitement around me seemed to have nothing to do with me, they were clearly very close, but they floated far away, until——

There was a sudden tap on the shoulder.

"Akutagawa?"

I came back to my senses suddenly, only to realize that there was someone standing in front of me at some point.Takeshi Yamamoto looked at me in surprise, and then looked around: "It really is you, what a coincidence, haha!"

He was wearing an extremely plain shirt and trousers, and there should be a baseball bat in the long bag on his back.I subconsciously looked behind him, but unexpectedly, I didn't find any familiar faces: "Senior Yamamoto? Are you alone?"

"Well, I'm going to the club, there's a baseball game in the afternoon haha!"

"Hey! Come on! What about the others?"

"The prison temple seems to have other things, but he has been refusing to say haha! As for Gang..." Yamamoto scratched his head, and suddenly put on a slightly distressed expression, "He said he would come over today, but I suddenly had a fever, and I don't know if there is a problem now..."

"Huh?! Fever?!" I jumped up anxiously, but felt that the reaction was too obvious, so I pretended to be calm and asked, "Is he resting at home? How about I go and see?" He..."

When Yamamoto heard it, he immediately said happily: "Really? That really helped a lot!"

"Yeah, no problem! Leave it to me! I'll go there now!"

"Then please!" Yamamoto said, touched his pocket, and took out a bunch of keys, "If he is still sleeping, use my key, it doesn't matter to go in directly."

He took off one of the key rings and put it in my hand. Looking at the key in my hand, I suddenly became a little nervous for some reason.

...By the way...did I...get something incredible! ?

Goal 44 Dreams in Reality

Sawada and the others lived not far from my house, and they passed by by chance before. It was a five-storey apartment building with red paint, which stood out among the two-storey residential buildings.

According to the address Yamamoto gave me, while climbing the stairs, I found the corresponding door according to the house number written on it. I confirmed it twice before ringing the doorbell.

There was no sound from inside. I stood outside the door and hesitated for a while, and finally mustered up the courage to open the door with the key Yamamoto gave me.

"Excuse me."

No one answered me, and the house was so quiet that only the sound of my own breathing could be heard.

Is Sawada still sleeping in the room now?Coming in like this should be... no problem, right?Although I should have called to tell him first, it wouldn't be good if I woke him up, right?

I comforted myself for a moment, finally calmed down, and walked into the kitchen with the ingredients I just bought from the convenience store.

The house they live in is not small. After all, three boys live together. As expected, there are scattered items in the living room outside. In contrast, the kitchen is neat and tidy, and the pot is even placed in the Even the dust-proof plastic bag in the packing box has not been opened.

In a house with three bedrooms and two living rooms, only this space does not show any breath of life.

I shook my head and opened the refrigerator, intending to see what materials were available inside. The upper layer of the freezer was occupied by all kinds of messy bread and instant noodles, while the lower layer was full of drinks, and there were several boxes of ice cream in the freezer.I searched for a long time, and finally found a small bag of rice in the middle of the pile of bread.

So, what kind of life did these three people live!

I was very fortunate to have bought some food on the way. Although it was not much, it should be no problem to deal with the lunch, otherwise Sawada would have to eat porridge.

Thinking of this, I lit the fire to cook the porridge, and planned to go to the room to check on his condition first.

Tsunayoshi Sawada's room was the middle one of the three bedrooms, and on the door was a name plate with a picture of tuna and the word "Tsuna" written in marker.

I knocked lightly on the door panel, and before there was a sound, the door opened automatically, revealing a gap.

"tick" "tick"

There was the sound of the clock running in the room, and the sound of the wind coming in through the cracks of the window seemed to be breathing, slow and weak, as if afraid of disturbing someone's dream.

I cautiously stuck out my head and saw that Tsunayoshi Sawada was lying in bed, sleeping deeply with his back to the window.The warm June air had parted the curtains and cast a light, thin shadow on the floor beside his bed.

"crunch-"

There was a soft knock on the door, and I was so frightened that I immediately held onto the door frame and even stopped breathing unconsciously.Fortunately, Sawada didn't wake up because of this. I hurriedly closed the door and quietly went back to the kitchen to continue preparing food.

It took a while to cook the porridge, so I took the opportunity to stir-fry a pot of vegetables and made some tamagoyaki, and put them on a tray and brought them into the room together.

Sawada Tsunayoshi hadn't woken up yet, so I put the tray on the desk near the door, and while considering whether to wake him up, I unconsciously looked at the room.

The furnishings in the room are simple. There is a row of bookshelves and a desk at the entrance. There are a few books and a photo frame scattered on the desk, as well as schoolbags, paper and pens.Opposite the door is a bay window. Although the scenery outside the window is blocked by curtains, the view should be quite good.Two throw pillows were placed on the window sill, and a blanket was randomly rolled into a ball and thrown on it.

Sawada was lying on the single bed against the wall in the middle of the room, half sideways facing the wardrobe facing the window.

He slept so soundly, his breathing was even and regular, but his brows were slightly furrowed, he didn't know if it was because he was sick or he had something on his mind.

I stood there blankly for a while, my legs seemed to be affected by something, and I walked to the bed step by step like that, and knelt down on the floor.

Isn't this guy a mafia?How could he be so unvigilant that he didn't even notice that there was an extra person in the room?

Is it because I dreamed something good and didn't want to wake up?