Zhutatsu Aimeo, who had a belly full of food, sat in the car and looked out the window at the feasting and feasting passing by. He didn’t know what he was thinking. Meanwhile, Mr. Qianyuan, who worked for half an hour and had a free dinner, was reading a book and drinking Coke.

, Yui Mizukura, the most boring person in the car, drew circles with unknown meanings on the foggy window with her fingers.

Family fun.

"Hirata..." Qianyuan said suddenly.

"What's wrong?"

The middle-aged bachelor who is both the president and the manager slowed down.

The phone in his pocket vibrated. He glanced at it and saw that it was a message from a fair-weather friend. After replying a few words, he stuffed it back into his pocket.

"What is the fireworks display for?" Qianyuan asked.

"..."

A fatal problem.

Mr. President carefully backed the car into the warehouse, his throat was shaking slightly, but in the end he was unable to speak.

"Qianyuan, I think this word no longer needs explanation, right?" Zhuda Caimiao said helplessly.

She had already anticipated what this man was going to say.

Qianyuan thought for a while and said: "If you just go to watch the fireworks, I think it's fine to watch the TV at home. Anyway, the whole process will be broadcast, so there is no need to go out to blow the cold wind."

"How should I put it? Chihara-ni-chan is still pretending to be afraid of society even though she's here..." Taketatsu Aya-meow shook her head, "You're like an introverted child now, doing nothing and just waiting for extroverts to take the initiative.

Adopting you would be too passive."

"It's still a standard herbivorous diet, with three-point-one-line life, school, work, and home. Young people should have some passion for life!"

"Besides, if he was so handsome, anyone else would have been a scumbag in Tokyo."

Mr. Qianyuan was silent for a while, then paused: "I don't like this metaphor very much, can you take it back?"

"If I could, the most I would do in the future would be a rental boyfriend and a Tokyo cowboy. I would only communicate with customers during working hours and would never be involved in real world life."

Zhuda Caimiao looked at the boy in the passenger seat in shock, speechless.

At first she thought it was a joke he made up casually, but now that she saw the loneliness in the young man's eyes, she couldn't help but believe his words.

"So you really want to do this!" The girl was shocked.

"I don't really want to apologize, but unfortunately I can't help it. I heard that these two people can make money very quickly, and the temptation is too great." Mr. Qianyuan hesitated for a long time, and finally made up his mind, "I'll try and ask Sakura-san if she needs anything."

A senior tutor, if possible, I still hope I am the one with the ruler and the pointer."

Speaking of this, something suddenly occurred to him, and he turned around and asked: "By the way, Shuicang-san, is your cram school still short of teachers?"

"Sorry, the teacher's schedule is full." Mizukura Yui regretfully put her phone back into her small bag.

So Mr. Qianyuan could only lament that he was born at the wrong time.

Hirata parked the car, took out the key, and frivolously wiped his hair in the rearview mirror before getting out of the car.

"When you get off the car, be sure not to forget anything." He reminded me specifically.

But it's still early before the appointed time, so you can buy a glass of water and watch the pretty girl in peace.

He took out a can of Coke from the bag, found a good position, crossed his legs, and immediately looked up.

The road is crowded with families out and about couples.

This makes the single old man very hurt.

He could only wave his hand and tell the young people under his command to go play by themselves first, and he would contact them via mobile phone when the time came.

Mr. Qianyuan looked around and saw that the crowd was so dense that he could only keep up with the two lively and cheerful girls in front of him.

Some people are curious about what is included in the fireworks display?

Qianyuan thought for a while.

There will be beautiful fireworks.

anything else?

Night market stalls, goldfish fishing shops, takoyaki, apple candy, etc.

Are there any others?

He shook his head.

The above is Mr. Chihara’s impression of the fireworks display, all from cartoons.

They all seem quite boring.

"You can't say that..." Zhuda Caimiao looked at the makeup mirror in her hand to adjust the hair on her forehead, thought for a while and said: "The main thing is to see who you go with."

"Miss Caimiao..."

"What?"

"You seem to be very experienced." Mr. Qianyuan nodded in praise, spinning the candy apple in his hand.

The man next to him could only follow the same example, take a sip and then clap with both hands.

"Let me start by saying that I have played with my parents in my hometown of Saitama before." Aya Taketatsu shook her head, "I don't know anything about Tokyo's fireworks display."

Although I have been in Tokyo for many years, it seems that I haven’t come out to see it during the New Year. I usually say that this guy is homely and lazy. Why do I feel like I have been shot now?

"Do you have any friends who know about the fireworks display here?" Qianyuan asked.

This is a difficult question for him, but not necessarily for Miss Caimiao.

The girl thought for a while, and it seemed that she did know a little girl. Her ancestral household registration was in Tokyo, and based on her family background, she was most likely one of those who sat in the front row to watch the fireworks every time.

She followed Qianyuan's words and said, "I have a friend who may know."

"That would be troublesome." Qianyuan said.

Zhuda Caimiao nodded, swiped his phone, opened the line interface, found the person whose nickname was [Favorite Coriander], and opened the chat interface.

Next to her, Chihara was sitting and waiting, clicking on Daipo's Kanji voice on her mobile phone. Next to her, Yui Mizukura was licking candy apples with an innocent look on her face.

"Qianyuan, she said she's nearby, just wait a moment."

As expected of Miss Caimiao's friend, the current level is so high that there are so many people coming out to play that I would have gone to play games or go to bed long ago.

However, as a reward for finding a tour guide, Mr. Chihara threw one of the cans in his hand over.

Zhuda Caimiao opened the can in her hand, poured red bean and rice cake soup into her stomach, and showed a cheerful smile.

Speaking of which, this event in Tokyo seems quite interesting.

Mr. Qianyuan unbuttoned a few buttons, felt the not-so-cold evening breeze on the river today, and sobered up his sudden sleepiness.

The apple candies in his mouth also reminded him a bit of his childhood. Unfortunately, after entering society, he no longer saw this stuff, and the candied haws also disappeared.

After gently biting the pretty red lady on his hand, Mr. Qianyuan sighed as he looked at the girl who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Wearing a cherry blossom-colored kimono, her short and medium black hair was tied back with hairpins. There was a square bag behind the cloth belt wrapped around her waist, and a fox mask with white as the main color covered her face.

"Guess who I am?"

The voice was clear, sweet and soothing, just like the breeze passing through the mountain springs. Unfortunately, it couldn't move the heartless man in front of me.

"You can tell by the voice, it's Sakura-san who is far from cute..." He said gloomily, "Originally, I expected a beautiful older sister to show us the sights of the Tokyo Fireworks Festival with newbies like us.

, the result is now very disappointing.”

"You mean you dislike me?"

"It's not that I dislike you, I'm just sorry that I have to spend such a good time with people like you and Miss Caimiao."

The more I think about it, the more painful it becomes. It turns out that Mizukura-san beside me can best comfort my heartache.

Unfortunately, she was snatched ahead of time by the familiar Sakura Suzune, who has never been able to resist beautiful girls. A pair of delicate hands were frantically stroking the hair of someone else's junior, with a look of infatuation on her face, which was very embarrassing.

In response, Mr. Qianyuan could only curl his lips in disdain.

"By the way, why did you cut your hair?" He asked curiously, "In the past few years, my hair was still long and flowing. Except for my mouth and personality, everything else is a sign of my hobbies."

"What you said makes me wonder whether I should be happy or worried?"

"Don't worry, you understand me, at least you don't have any thoughts about high school students."

Patting her shoulder, Mr. Qianyuan's eyes were clear.

Sakura Suzune shook her head helplessly.

"Speaking of which, where is Miss Dongshan next to you?" Qianyuan looked around, "Last time I met her for the first time, I was shocked and moved by love. She is really in control of herself."

He looked around, just to find traces of the beautiful woman.

"Stop looking, Dongshan is watching TV at home."

"Heroes see the same thing, and I think so too. It's so nice to be at home in the winter." He slapped his palms, "If I hadn't been forced out, I would be able to stick to Miss Dongshan through the air."

"Don't talk nonsense, you only dare to talk nonsense when no one is around." Zhuda Caimiao lightly kicked his butt to signal not to waste any more time.

After patting the dust behind him that was not there, Mr. Chihara scratched his slightly long hair and said, "Miss Aimiao, I really didn't expect that the friend you mentioned was Sakura-san."

"I just remembered it when I heard you talk about it last time." Zhuda Caimiao nodded, "We haven't seen each other for such a long time. It's time to connect the feelings between the girls."

The hands of the three of them were still holding on very tightly, and the one who suffered the most was probably the youngest Yui Mizukura. After all, in Mr. Chihara's opinion, the sexual orientation of the other two was indeed problematic.

【Senior, save me!】

【Sorry, there is nothing I can do.】

The eye contact was always so direct, and the delicate Yui Mizukura could only be pulled away by the two in front.
Chapter completed!