The harem party doesn't deserve to read books, right?

"Is there anything else?"

Because he didn't hear the girl's voice for a long time, Makoto Amano thought that the other party had hung up the phone, but when he took the phone back to his eyes, it was still showing that he was in the middle of a call.

It seems that he is still shy...

Really cute Yui.

"There is... there is."

After a while, the girl slightly relieved the burning on her face, and put the phone on her cheek again.

"It's about Sawamura-san..."

Originally, she was just going to talk about what she saw and heard today, but she didn't expect to forget it as soon as she heard Makoto Amano's voice.

All I could think about was how to flirt and make him come back from Tokyo earlier.

"Sawamura-san?"

Hearing this, Amano Makoto had a strange expression on his face.

How did Yui get in touch with the Sawamura family?

"Don't you know? It's the English-Japanese mixed-race girl who is famous in school... It's the first time I know that her mother and my mother are friends, and they are both drinking in an izakaya today."

Because this incident was too surprising, Yuigahama Yui couldn't help but want to share it with her closest people.

Just in time, she can also use this opportunity to chat with the other party, and then ask him when he will come back from Tokyo.

"It feels as incredible as Xiaoxue's mother came to my house that day..."

"is it?"

Amano Makoto didn't expect Mrs. Yubihama to have contact with Sayuri.

This is really a wonderful fate...

You have to ask carefully when you go back.

"Also, Sawamura-san's mother is so young, she looks like sisters with Sawamura-san..."

Yuigahama Yui is still expressing his feelings today.

"Also, thanks to my mother, I seem to be able to become friends with that Sawamura-san."

When they came out of the izakaya, Yuigahama Yui and Eriri both made a request to add contact information to each other.

Thinking about it, she has really met a lot of famous ladies recently.

"Beautiful blond hair and eyes, fair skin, and gentle manner and tone of voice, Sawamura-san is truly a real lady."

"...I have moved on so quickly, what about Yukino?"

That blond-haired and tiger-toothed girl only looks like a young lady on the surface.

If Yui knew that the other party was secretly drawing and selling books, and playing with that kind of butter, I'm afraid she would soon be disappointed with this blonde lady.

While listening to the girl's excited voice, Makoto Amano complained a little.

"Wh, what's the matter of empathy, I didn't... Xiaoxue is of course a very gentle daughter, and I didn't say anything bad about Xiaoxue."

"I thought what you said just now meant that Xue Nai was not genuine in your eyes."

"I never said that!"

The girl patted the sheet with her palm angrily.

"Yes, yes... I don't want to see the matter of Yumiko again, you, you better not have any thoughts about Sawamura-san..."

Thinking of what she said just now that might arouse Makoto Amano's interest, the girl felt a little regretful.

Uh, I shouldn't be talking about Sawamura-san.

"No, no, I don't have any thoughts about her now."

Makoto Amano recalled a little bit the blond lady who fell so badly that her nose was bruised and her face was swollen and she had to get up by herself, and the other party's beautiful and cute little tiger teeth.

But in the end, he recalled the picture to Mrs. Sayuri who was wearing a small vest and cotton trousers and was pressed under him.

What I want to be is the king of the harem and not the king of ghosts and beasts, so forget it.

Shaking his head, Makoto Amano added another sentence.

"Unless she takes the initiative to provoke me."

"Hmph, how could that young lady come to provoke you, a harem villain."

After hearing her boyfriend's answer, Yuihama Yui felt a little relieved.

"However, I heard that her father has never been home because of work, and their family may not be easy..."

The wife drank at the izakaya, but the only person who came to meet her was the daughter.

Same as her family.

Yuigahama Yui has a deep understanding of the difficulties and inconveniences of single-parent families.

So it is inevitable that something will hurt its kind.

"It's really not easy."

Makoto Amano looked at the blond middle-aged man with a stick in his mouth behind him, and his mood was a bit complicated.

Maybe Sayuri didn't lie from the beginning.

There is a fiancé, but a fiancé almost 20 years ago.

And it's a big tradition...

"However, I believe their family will get better in the future."

"Ah."

Yuigahama Yui didn't understand the deep meaning of her boyfriend's words, but felt that the other party understood her meaning.

"come back earlier."

After saying this, the girl quickly turned off the phone without waiting for an answer.

Then she lay shyly and contentedly on her own bed, showing a lovely smile.

I really look forward to the summer vacation with him.

-

"Name?"

"Re, Reed Spencer."

The middle-aged blond man who was hung up coughed twice, then took a deep breath.

I was almost suffocated by the rag and the stick just now. Although there was a strange comfort, the stick seemed to be made of iron.

Too firm...still uncomfortable.

"You, you know my daughter, right? Let uncle down. Uncle was just joking with you just now. He didn't mean that, and uncle, I am the British ambassador. If you do this, it will cause international disputes." Yes, before the situation has reached this point, uncle advises you..."

Although he only heard a little bit of the phone call just now, Reed Spencer still grasped the point.

Sawamura... this surname, plus this boy is from Chiba.

It is not difficult to guess that there will be a connection between the two.

"No, I know your wife a little better than your daughter."

Makoto Amano tossed aside the rag on the stick.

Only then did he realize that the stick he was looking for just now was actually made of iron.

"But, are you kidding me? Would the joker put sleeping pills in the black tea? Think I don't know the little tricks you did in the teacup with your back turned to me?"

Not to mention sneaking around on the road, but as soon as he entered the house, he would make black tea with spices, and he said that there are good things in the room inside...

After being dismantled by himself, he just stopped pretending to be hard.

After finding out that he was tougher than him, he began to beg for mercy while coercing and luring.

Now you actually say it was just a joke?

By the way, this seems to be a big tradition——

Open your eyes and talk nonsense.

"What do you mean by knowing my wife a little more?"

Spencer remembered that his wife had come to Tokyo to look for him because of her daughter, and she happened to see him with another man...

Cough cough, another sweetheart is on the bed.

So, this boy was sent by her wife?

"Literally, I like your wife, of course I know her better."

"You...you, but you are so young..."

The blond middle-aged man's face was full of shock.

"Your wife is also very young, and as long as I like it, it doesn't matter what age it is."

Makoto Amano wanted to see more expressions on the opponent's face.

But obviously, Nantong didn't have the expression on his face that he needed, or that he wanted to see.

Of course, the fact that her husband is a man will also satisfy Makoto Amano's not-so-serious mental cleanliness to a large extent.

In short, both situations have advantages and disadvantages.

As for which one is better, this question seems to have no conclusion so far.

"Female, what's so good about being a woman? Listen to me, many people actually don't know they're g, or they know it, but they don't want to admit it. They need someone to guide them, like you young man... ah!"

"Don't scream so nasty."

Makoto Amano took back the iron rod.

"I haven't hit your head yet, so you're so scared?"

"Young man, uncle is not lying to you. If you continue to use violence like this, it will really cause international disputes, and even wars between countries. You don't know, our Spencer family is in the UK and the royal family... "

"How could a country start a war over a shit-stirring stick? Don't put gold on your face uncle, you are dead or missing, your family will only think about how to swallow your share of inheritance , wanting to avenge you? Have you watched too many TV shows?"

Makoto Amano mercilessly dismantled the other party's threat.

"Besides, you brought me to this place by yourself and avoided surveillance. Even if you die here, no one would think that it was me, a high school student who came to Tokyo for 'tourism', who did it. Instead of thinking about how to threaten me , Why don't you think about how to cooperate with me to keep your flesh and blood."

"Young man... listen to my uncle's persuasion, if you really hurt uncle, after you leave here, uncle will still not let you go, when the time comes..."

"Well, you're right. In this case, it's more convenient to kill you."

Makoto Amano put down the iron rod, and then picked up a fruit knife.

"This won't work. There should be a bone cutter in the kitchen... Dismember the body, and then put it in the refrigerator to freeze the blood and smell. It should be able to hide it for a long time, until the room is opened again by other people for inspection."

"No, no, no, this house has already been bought by me, as long as the door is locked, no one can come in, you can't do this..."

"But I can't let you go, I don't want to be troubled by you in the future."

Makoto Amano was about to get up and go to the kitchen to find a knife.

"I……"

Spencer was so anxious that his eyes almost popped out, because he was tied up, and he also mentioned his wife's affairs, and he didn't think about how his threat would have such a counterproductive effect.

"Wait, wait, boy!"

"Why, do you have any last words?"

"No, no, no last words..."

"Ok?"

"Ah, yes, yes, I have something to say!"

"Oh?"

"I, you, don't kill me. I said something wrong just now. If you let uncle go, uncle will not retaliate against you. I can also give you a large sum of money..."

Because the boy's eyes and demeanor were too indifferent, Spencer didn't dare to bet whether the other party was just joking and wanted to kill him.