Minamoto Laiguang didn't change his expression, he just shook the champagne in his hand, then brought it to his mouth and took a sip.
In fact, he frowned inwardly.
Because it was indeed a joke at the time, he didn't think Nakamura Shizuna couldn't hear it, but since Kamiya Seiko said so, it has indeed spread.
Sure enough, you have to pay for what you get.
The reason why the old fox did this was probably because there was already a gap between the forces of Kyoto and Osaka, plus he was sensitive to himself.
After all, I made it clear that I would not interfere in the management of affairs. This time I helped Kamiya Seiko to ask for a share, which was already over the line, even though I also had the right.
But the scandal didn't bother him.
On the contrary, the Holy Son of Kamiya in front of me may have a headache, but the benefits cannot be unaffected.
"I'm quite willing, but I just want to elope with myself. I'm afraid you won't be able to let go of anyone else."
Seiko Kamiya took a sip of champagne and said, "After all, you have many friends, I'm afraid I can't be ranked among them."
"It's true that I can't bear to part with it." Minamoto Yorimitsu laughed, then suddenly changed the subject and asked, "So, is this the reason why Ms. Seiko wants me to pretend to be her boyfriend?"
He had already wanted to ask before that.
Just last night, Kamiya Seiko suddenly called him and asked him to pretend to be her boyfriend. This request made him a little surprised.
Let’s not say what the reason is.
Is pretending to be a boyfriend so popular these days?
Including Masahide Taniwa's cousin whom he has never met before, Yorimitsu Minamoto has already pretended to be the boyfriend of Sakihatatsu Kodō and Oyakubukuro Chaon, so he has a lot of experience.
It’s just normal for anyone to make this request.
But the words of Seiko Kamiya
A few days ago, she kept saying that she was a widow, and now that she is making this request, I am afraid that even this scandal will be some help to her.
And she didn't explain the specific reason.
Naturally, Minamoto Yorimitsu did not agree.
Although he reluctantly included this double first-class man in the mine, and he still wanted to get in touch with him in depth, he was not stupid enough to be used as a knife.
"This is only part of the reason." Shengzi Shengzi nodded, his face unexpectedly softened his smile and said, "Actually, I encountered some trouble."
“You can still encounter this kind of thing”
Just when Minamoto no Yorimitsu heard this and was curious about what kind of trouble he could encounter with the identity of the other party, a voice suddenly came from his side.
"Sister Shengzi, good evening."
At the moment when the sound appeared, Minamoto Yorimitsu clearly captured the flash of impatience in Kamiya Seiko's eyes, and the smile that briefly subsided.
So Minamoto no Yorimitsu followed the voice, kept holding the wine glass, and looked sideways at the person coming.
A middle-aged man with a gentle temperament wearing a suit and glasses walked over. Judging from his appearance alone, he probably looked about thirty years old.
Minamoto Yoriguang narrowed his eyes slightly.
It seemed that I smelled something wrong.
"What a coincidence, Youping, you're here too."
This sentence made the visitor stop, and at the same time a warm smile appeared on his face, especially when he looked at Shengzi Shengzi, his voice was as gentle as the spring breeze.
"Kobayashi-san invited me personally, and of course he came on behalf of the Murata family. I didn't expect Sister Seiko to be here this time."
"I just happen to be free."
"That's a coincidence. It's been two months since I last saw Sister Shengzi. Time flies so fast."
"We are usually busy with worldly matters."
"I'm just busy. Compared with Sister Shengzi, I'm far behind. I usually just go out to play."
After Kamiya Seiko didn't reply with a false smile on her face, the middle-aged man with a gentle face turned his head and looked at Minamoto Yorimitsu beside her.
"Speaking of which, this is"
This spring breeze-like tone makes people feel comfortable listening to it, but communication between people is more of a non-verbal communication, and words are not that important.
It was like Minamoto Yoriko was watching the other person from the beginning to the end, and when he looked at him to say hello, he could clearly see the slightly unwary look in the other person's eyes.
This kind of alert source Lai Guang is familiar with.
In the past, when Sakichu Kodou saw the red mark left by Amami on his neck, he had the same look, but the little girl was not very good at hiding it.
Seeing this, Seiko Kamiya noticed something, and the impatience in his eyes became stronger, but he was still ready to introduce it, but Minamoto Yorimitsu spoke before her.
"I am Miss Seiko's friend, Minamoto Yorimitsu."
Minamoto Yorimitsu looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, put a decent smile on his face, stretched out his right hand that was not holding the wine glass, and shook hands with the man naturally.
The other party also showed a look of enlightenment on his face at the right time, and was even a little surprised. Then he became natural again and held his hand and said gratefully:
"It turns out that you are the special agent of Minamoto. I have been admiring you for a long time. I heard that you are the special agent of Kyoto Broadcasting and you also helped Sister Seiko in Osaka. I am very grateful to you."
"It's just ordinary business dealings."
Minamoto Laiguang responded without changing his expression.
The middle-aged man smiled and nodded. He did not continue the topic, but suddenly smiled again:
"I almost forgot to introduce myself. I am Yuhei Murata. I am currently the executive director of Murata Porcelain."
"Nice to meet you."
"Whenever you have time, please allow me to be your host and express my gratitude to you."
"Murata-san, what is this?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu raised his eyebrows when he heard this.
He glanced at Gu Shengzi.
His eyes began to become suspicious.
"Oh, yes, Sister Shengzi's late husband was my brother. Although there is no relationship now, the two families have been friends for generations, and I can be regarded as half brother of Sister Shengzi."
Seemingly seeing his doubts, Murata Yuhei released his hand, looked at Seiko Tani politely, and then explained with a smile.
"I see."
Minamoto Yorimitsu nodded thoughtfully, and before he could say anything more, he noticed something was wrong with Seiko Kamiya next to him from the corner of his eye.
There was a smile in her beautiful narrow eyes, but when the Murata Yuhei in front of her explained something, a chill flashed in her eyes.
Although the chill quickly subsided, Shengzi Shengzi's face was calm, without the smile he had just now.
Minamoto Noraimitsu thought secretly in his heart.
By the way, I observed the expression of the man in front of me and found that the other man looked at me normally, but when he looked at Seiko Kamiya, his eyes revealed desire.
There's something wrong with Murata Yuhei's eyes.
Moreover, he is the younger brother of Seiko Kamiya’s late husband, so it’s a bit inappropriate to have such a look in his eyes.
You can't still want to steal your deceased brother's wife?
Minamoto no Yorimitsu squinted his eyes slightly, seeming to understand what Seiko Kamiya said was troublesome, but he had no intention of making a show of it, and instead watched the show silently.
It seems like I discovered something amazing!
Sure enough, after exchanging pleasantries with Minamoto Yorimitsu, a person with a relatively high reputation in Kyoto recently, this polite middle-aged man changed his target, approached Kamiya Seiko, and said in a gentle voice:
"It's just right to meet Sister Shengzi this time. I recently wanted to visit my uncle in person and talk about what happened last time. It's better for Sister Shengzi to tell my uncle in advance."
"I guess that's not necessary?"
Kamiya Seiko touched the red belt around his waist with his hand, but he didn't even look at Murata Yuhei. His usually polite voice also became colder than usual:
"Father has been ill all the time. Youping, you don't have to bother me. Besides, I've been quite busy recently."
She glanced at Minamoto Yorimitsu, who was watching the show next to her, and cast a resentful look, but she was not stupid enough to drag him into the water, and just put her hands on her belly.
This action is very repulsive.
Logically speaking, her relationship with Murata was considered to be a relative, so even if she died, she shouldn't be so cold, but Seiko Kamiya was unusually cold today.
Especially when I heard the other party said they wanted to visit.
After mentioning his father, Seiko Kamiya did not hide his words even more. Indifferent words came out of his red lips, and he really didn't save any face.
This sudden indifference certainly made the other party a little embarrassed, especially considering their relationship and the presence of an outsider like Minamoto Yorimitsu, which made Murata Yuhei's face flash with an unnatural look of embarrassment.
However, he quickly adjusted and suddenly asked: "Do you really not have that plan?"
"Actually, we are both older, but we can't escape certain things. What's more, I can also take care of you."
"Furthermore, the Murata family's share of the porcelain industry is tight. Without this bond, I always feel that my father would"
Murata Yuhei persuaded Seiko Kamiya with some sincerity. Minamoto Yorimitsu next to him listened thoughtfully, but was suddenly interrupted before he finished listening.
"Is it Yuhei that you will terminate the cooperation?"
A dangerous smile appeared on the charming cheeks of Seiko Kamiya, and his brown pupils were full of warning. After a few seconds, his crimson lips opened slightly:
"I personally don't mean this to you. Please don't waste your efforts anymore. As for what you said about escaping, that's just you. I have already accepted it."
"Sister Shengzi, you."
Murata Yuhei was a little shocked when he saw this. He opened his mouth but said nothing. He even lost the confidence he had just now.
It seemed that he didn't expect her to refuse so simply.
In particular, Seiko Kamiya did not give him half a second to think about it. Instead, he waved to himself in the distance, with no intention of communicating with him anymore.
Soon a man in black came from outside.
She said a few words in Kamiya Seiko's ear, and she nodded slightly to show her understanding, then turned around to look at Murata Yuhei, and said with a cold face:
"Sorry, I have something to do at the moment, so I'll excuse you."
After saying that, he didn't care about his reaction, and then turned to look at Minamoto no Yorimitsu, with an apology on his face again:
"Mr. Yuan, why don't you take a walk first? I have some things to deal with at the moment. I'll come back to you after I make the call."
Minamoto no Yoriguang nodded and said nothing.
The amount of information just now was relatively large.
But he could tell that Seiko Kamiya was trying to find an excuse to get away, so he didn't plan to say anything.
After nearly ten seconds of silence, the atmosphere was completely different from before, especially after Kamiya Seiko left, Murata Yuhei's expression became uncertain.
In the banquet hall, in addition to waiters wearing suits and vests carrying champagne, there were also carts slowly pushing carts filled with desserts, and there were also all kinds of snacks.
Minamoto Yorimitsu took a piece of snack at random, stuffed it into his mouth and it melted in his mouth without feeling greasy.
It looks like a mirror cake or something.
Just as he was tasting various snacks, Murata Yuhei beside him turned his head. After all, the two of them had just met for the first time, and the bond of Seiko Kamiya was gone again.
As a qualified adult, Murata Yuhei certainly would not just turn around and leave, so he looked at Minamoto Yorimitsu next to him again, clearing the haze in his eyes, and a polite smile appeared again.
"Excuse me, what is the value of Special Agent Yuan this year?"
"Twenty-two years old."
"Are you only twenty-two years old? The oldest among the younger generation in my family is this age. You are really young and promising!"
Murata Yuhei pushed up his silver-rimmed glasses and showed a surprised expression, seeming to admire Minamoto Yorimitsu.
It’s just that these words don’t seem to have any profound meaning.
Especially when the other party Zhuang Ruo accidentally mentioned the word "junior", he looked even more smiley.
Hearing this, Minamoto Yorimitsu just said lightly: "Murata-san is really over-praised. It's just that he has made fewer detours than older people. It's not really an achievement."
Murata Yuhei was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and he also heard his deep meaning, but he just laughed twice.
"How did you and Sister Shengzi meet?"
Murata Yuhei looked at Minamoto Norimitsu's gaze and said with a smile: "I'm just a little curious. After all, Seiko-san hasn't made any friends in these years."
Seeing this, Minamoto Yorimitsu narrowed his eyes slightly, making it impossible to see any emotion. He just put the remaining half of the mirror cake in his hand into his mouth and said with a smile:
"My sister Kamiya-san and I are both alumni of Kyoto University. We once had some misunderstandings. After the misunderstanding was resolved, we barely got to know each other. We later made some transactions. Isn't this normal way of getting to know each other?"
This way of understanding is indeed normal.
The only abnormal thing is that, based on Murata Yuhei's understanding of Kamiya Seiko, he is not someone who often interacts with men. This interaction does not refer to official matters, but is a personal relationship.
Unless there is a special reason.
So when Murata Yuhei gently pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and looked at Minamoto Yorimitsu who grabbed another piece of mirror cake to taste, doubts arose in his heart.
Especially when I see Minamoto no Yorimitsu's young face and the deep temperament in his eyes, I always feel a little dwarfed by them and want to move my eyes away.
Even though Seiko Kamiya is thirty-two years old, his cheeks are still radiant, his beautiful appearance seems to have been fixed, and his figure has been cultivated by the years to create an astonishing beauty.
So from the appearance point of view, the two of them seemed to be a perfect match, especially since the atmosphere was so good just now and they were laughing so much during the conversation. It made Yuhei Murata feel like they were a couple who had just been dating.
Murata Yuhei thought about the way Seiko Kamiya looked at Minamoto Yorimitsu just now, and felt a strong sense of discomfort in his heart, and the vigilance he had just suppressed resurfaced.
This person is inherently suspicious.
Now he is very close to Kamiya Seiko again, which is obviously not normal. He is even more suspicious than before.
With this suspicion, Murata Yuhei suddenly asked again: "You and Sister Seiko only have business dealings?"
"Huh? Otherwise?" Minamoto norimitsu raised his head.
"Is there no other relationship?"
"Murata-san, are you questioning me?"
"of course not."
Murata Yu's face stiffened when he heard this. It seemed he didn't expect him to be so straightforward. He laughed twice before saying, "I'm just a little curious."
"Curious"
Minamoto no Yorimitsu smiled half-heartedly, looked at the other party with playful eyes, finished all the cakes, then raised his hand and patted the other party on the shoulder and said with a smile:
"I've always been an open-minded person, so I'm not afraid of anyone asking questions. I just hate threats, especially those who hide their knives in their smiles. It's really scary."
He deliberately emphasized the horror.
It even sounded a little funny, not to mention that he came closer and tapped Murata on the shoulder.
But in Murata Yuhei's peripheral vision, he noticed that while patting his shoulder, he seemed to rub it twice, leaving the crumbs on his hand.
Kagami mochi is a dessert with a high sugar content.
Therefore, the crumbs are relatively sticky and are still dark yellow in color. The suit worn by Yuhei Murata is a white jacket, and the fabric on the shoulders turned yellow.
Murata Yuhei's eyelids jumped wildly, but he still didn't have an attack after all. He knew that the young man in front of him was special, so he didn't dare to offend easily.
And as far as what he just said
Maybe he saw something, and Murata Yuhei felt a little regretful. He shouldn't offend others easily.
So until now, he could only smile remedially and said: "I don't like hypocritical people either."
"Then Murata-san and I really hit it off. I despise those people the most. I didn't expect to meet Murata-san in this turbid current."
When Minamoto Yorimitsu met his close friend, his face immediately became serious, and he began to pat the other person's shoulder with his hand, and did not stop until he felt that his fingertips were no longer sticky.
"That's really our fate."
Murata Yuhei glanced at his yellowed shoulders again, and exchanged a few casual greetings, but finally lost the patience to continue talking with him.
"Specialist Yuan, I have some acquaintances over there who I want to say hello to, so I won't accompany you for now. I'm really sorry."
"Murata-san, please."
After the other party walked away, Minamoto norimitsu stopped smiling and his expression became calm again.
There are many people who hide their knives in their smiles like this.
Regardless of what happened with Kamiya Seiko, as long as he was involved, Minamoto no Yorimitsu would not look good on the other party. There was no need or need for him to accept the anger.
I just had a good time eating melon and watching a show.
This man began to question himself, and it was natural that Minamoto no Raimitsu would not give him a good look.
And I miss my late brother's wife.
Is your circle so chaotic?
Minamoto Yorimitsu was amazed in his heart, but he had no intention of intervening. He would definitely not interfere without reciprocation, and it's not like he couldn't walk away after seeing a beautiful woman.
If the Holy Son of Kamiya is willing to pay.
He doesn't care about offending some people.
But if you want to get your own shield but don't want to pay for it, how can there be such a good thing in the world?
"Buzz-"
The cell phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.
Minamoto norimitsu took it out and took a look.
I found out that it was Sakichu Kodou’s information.
The specific content was probably that Granny Shimizu wanted to invite him to her home. She seemed to have something important to say, so she asked Sakichu Koto to convey it.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu quickly replied.
It definitely won't work today. It's almost nine o'clock in the evening now, so I'll go there by myself tomorrow.
Except for the information about Sakichu Kodou.
There are also several messages from the Green Tea Reserve Army. He has consciously cultivated the reserve army, especially candidates related to the sin of laziness.
Mainly because I don’t want to exercise.
But the gap in his immediate needs in this area is relatively large, so he can only narrow down the scope and choose from the reserve army, which he has already planned to start operating.
After all, he is handsome and rich now.
Since becoming a handsome boy in Kyoto, I have received business cards as thick as a palm, and I have been asked for my contact information dozens of times while walking on the street.
Minamoto Yorimitsu basically accepts everyone who comes.
But he also had a brief understanding of it.
Of course, I pay close attention to bad girls and those who have a good taste of green tea. As for those girls who I strike up a conversation with because they are handsome but just have an ignorant girlish heart, I block them.
So you are a good girl, right?
Don't come over here!
What I want is a bad girl!
Just when Minamoto no Yorimitsu felt bored and processed the information he had accumulated, someone came over to him in just a few minutes, and even started chatting generously.
Seiko Kamiya was temporarily called away, leaving only Minamoto Yorimitsu himself, and the surrounding guests gradually came closer and started talking to him with interest.
After all, Minamoto no Yorimitsu's name has been spread throughout Kyoto's upper class circles during this period. Now that they have the opportunity to meet this young man, they naturally come to say hello.
And Minamoto Yorimitsu was already prepared for this.
I had a chat with the presidents and presidents of these clubs, as well as local bankers in Kyoto, and local congressmen, but they were neither enthusiastic nor cold.
In fact, Yorimitsu Minamoto doesn't like socializing, especially communicating with others while wearing a mask, but in this dye vat, he occasionally needs to do these things.
After all, there's no harm in getting to know more people.
Of course, when I feel lonely, I don’t think about anyone who can come to help me, but there is a high probability that I will not be lonely, so it is indeed easier to solve small problems by getting to know more people.
He exchanged contact information with many people.
Several of them heard that Yorimitsu Minamoto was not engaged, and even joked about introducing younger members of the family to come over for a blind date, but in the end they all remained silent.
Huazhuang Ruo accidentally inquired about his relationship with Kamiya Seiko, and talked about business matters, as if he was testing the rumors of the past few days.
Minamoto Yorimitsu gave an ambiguous answer.
It wasn't until I was harassed tirelessly and saw that Seiko Kamiya still didn't come back that I apologized and went up to the second floor and found a balcony at the end of the corridor.
The courtyard under the villa is brightly lit, the autumn breeze in the distant mountains and forests is slightly cool, the clouds are so thick that no clear light can be seen, and there is even fog condensed.
The marble handrails on the balcony were slightly cool, and there was even a layer of water mist on them, making them wet to the touch.
"Ta-da, ta-da, ta-da!"
The sound of clear footsteps made Minamoto Yorimitsu, who was leaning on the fence, come back to his senses and look at the person coming.
This is a beautiful woman, wearing a blue kimono, her hair is pinned with gold hairpins, her eyes are clear and bright, her lips are red and thin, and her eyebrows are charming and smiling.
The cuffs are embroidered with birds and animals, the collar lining is embroidered with blue jacaranda flowers, and the feet are wearing pure white socks and clogs. The sound just now was the sound of clogs hitting the ground.
Even wearing a large kimono, it can't hide the proud curve of the neckline. It is obviously a dress for a serious occasion, but it still looks charming.
The beautiful woman held a wine glass in her hand, swaying the pale yellow champagne, and handed it to her in her slender, cream-skinned hands, her brows and eyes full of charm.
"Can I buy you a drink?"
The melodious and melodious voice sounded like gentle spring water, making people's ears numb after listening to it.
"Miss Mizusawa?" Minamoto Yorimitsu raised an eyebrow.
The woman in front of him was called Mizusawa Natsuye. She had just been chatting with him downstairs, and she was the one who asked the most about him and Kamiya Seiko.
The specific origin and family background are unknown, and he did not self-report his family background like most people, but based on his temperament, he is pretty and his age is hard to guess.
Even with only these fragmentary information, Minamoto Yorimitsu could still tell at a glance that she was not a good woman!
Because this temperament is so special.
Even though she is Qien's oiran, Minamoto no Yorimitsu feels that she cannot compare to her in terms of appearance, posture and temperament.
Of course, you can't judge people by their appearance.
So he decided to remain unchanged in the face of all changes.
Seeing that Minamoto Yorimitsu didn't move, Mizusawa Natsuye pursed her lips, and there seemed to be water ripples in her soft eyes. She asked softly with a smile on her face:
"Won't you accept my drink?"
"Of course not." Minamoto Yorimitsu came back to his senses and asked in a calm voice: "Is there something wrong with Miss Mizusawa?"
He took the wine glass from the other party's hand.
But be a little wary of the woman in front of you.
"Can't I come to you if I have nothing to do?"
Mizusawa Natsuye came closer, seeming to have forgotten that the two of them were not familiar with each other. She pressed her high chest with her left hand and walked up to Minamoto Yorimitsu's face with an affectionate look:
"Actually, I have heard Yuan-Jun's name a long time ago, but I didn't expect you to be so charming."
"Ms. Mizusawa, are you praising me for being handsome?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu feels strange using the word graceful to describe herself, but it is not unacceptable.
"Aren't you happy to be praised?" Mizusawa Xiaye pressed her palms on her collar: "Or do you think I am older and have nothing to show off even if I am praised?"
"Ms. Mizusawa, what you say is too much. She is so beautiful but still has worries about her appearance, and things like age may not erase the beauty of flowers."
Minamoto Yorimitsu looked at her face carefully and found that she didn't apply much gouache, but her skin looked very good, except for some slight wrinkles around the corners of her eyes.
"I'm definitely anxious."
Mizusawa Natsuye sighed slightly and leaned closer than before. Her cheek was only four or five centimeters away from his face, and he could even see the length of her eyelashes clearly.
"I'm thirty years old and still haven't gotten married, and there's no one for me, a young woman, to rely on. I'm suffering every night, like a fire burning in my chest."
When she said these words, she moved her fingers that were holding the kimono slightly, and then leaned directly into Minamoto no Yorimitsu's arms, and the fragrance suddenly filled the air.
Even the master can't catch up with these smooth and flowing movements, and the grandmaster can't even touch the edge!
Where did this old tea come from?
She almost leaned her face against Minamoto Noraimitsu's ear, and her slight breath was heart-wrenching. A few strands of hair on her forehead fell on his face, exuding a pleasant smell.
"It seems I can't be of much help."
Minamoto no Yorimitsu's eyes moved back, and he chose to bend down slightly to deal with the opponent who was bullying him.
Although I know that the other party is a ghost, but based on the capacity I just saw, I can probably feed three of them. It is indeed an exciting amount.
But despite not knowing the opponent's origin for the time being, and showing his long-standing skills, Minamoto Noraimitsu chose to play it safe and not fight a battle that he was not sure of.
"You can help me. In fact, I'm here to come to you for business cooperation. As long as you agree, I will allow you to buy shares tonight, as long as you are willing to work hard."
Mizuze Xia Ye whispered softly in his ear, and her voice blew past his ears as softly as the spring breeze.
Who can withstand such a test?
Master Yuan still can’t do it here today!
But now he has a doubt
Is this investment serious?
That’s not possible if it’s about stocks!
"What Ms. Mizusawa said about investing in shares is"
"The one who lends me strength."
"I rarely do this kind of business that can easily cost billions. Why don't you let me think about it carefully."
"Don't you look down on the Mizusawa family's strength?"
Mizusawa Natsuye hooked her arms around his neck, her red lips were small and attractive, making people want to bite him twice immediately: "Or do you think I'm not sincere?"
You have it! You have it so much!
Simply more generous than the master!
Grandmaster can’t even eat your exhaust!
Minamoto Yorimitsu sighed, feeling that any further use would undermine his reputation as the Nemesis of Green Tea, so he directly stretched out his hand from her waist and covered it on her skin.
This action made Mizusawa Natsuye cuddle up even more.
But when the other party brought his cheek closer, Minamoto Yorimitsu moved away first and said with ulterior meaning:
"This is interesting, but investment is risky after all. After all, I like low-risk investments."
"They have already cleaned it up."
Mizuze Xiaye felt the heat, her cheeks suddenly turned rosy, and even her voice became softer.
She breathed softly.
I want Minamoto no Yorimitsu to hug him too.
But the latter didn't make any move, and even quietly withdrew his palm from somewhere.
"."
"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Mizusawa Xiaye's eyes were blurry and he murmured softly: "Do you want me to take you back to your room to rest?"
"I'm afraid I can't do it tonight."
Minamoto Yorimitsu sighed slightly.
Mizusawa Natsuye blinked her beautiful eyes, and her sixth sense as a woman surged out strongly. She released her arms around Minamoto Yorimitsu and turned her head to look behind her.
Looking inside from the balcony of the pavilion.
You can see Seiko Kamiya standing by the corridor in a black and red dress, holding his arms with an expressionless face, staring at them on the balcony.
at the same time.
A prompt box appeared in front of Minamoto Yorimitsu's eyes.
Familiar words appeared quietly.
[The dislike level of Seiko Kamiya has increased slightly!]
[Dislikeability has been reversed into rewards!]
[Please pay attention to the inventory check!]
Mizusawa Xiaye's bright red lips curled up.
Then he turned back and carefully helped Minamoto Norimitsu to straighten his tie and smooth his own collar.
After doing all this, this innocent yet charming woman took out a business card from her kimono sleeve and gently stuffed it into his palm.
"It seems that today is really not going to work. I can only suffer for a while longer. I hope you will still remember me when you look back."
A voice as soft as water rang out, Mizusawa Xiaye glanced at him lovingly, and then walked away as if nothing had happened, not looking at the Holy Son of Kamiya the whole time.
After the dark blue figure went away and disappeared into the depths of the corridor, the Holy Son of Kamiya came over.
"Were you talking about business just now?"
Holy Son Kamiya looked at him with a half-smile.
"Fortunately, you came early to help me out, otherwise it would have been in trouble and I would have had a hard time walking out."
Minamoto Yorimitsu replied with a serious expression.
"Oh? Is that so?" Shengzi Shengzi narrowed his eyes slightly: "I thought it disturbed your good deeds."
"I was just talking fine, but she suddenly became malicious towards me. I am also in trouble."
Although Yorimitsu Minamoto explained it this way, in the brown eyes of Seiko Kamiya, he put away the business card without changing his expression and put it flatly in his pocket.
"Actually, you can accept it."
Seiko Kamiya came over, put his arms on the marble railing, propped up his flawless lower body, pulled his hair behind his left shoulder and said playfully:
"The Mizusawa family controls nearly half of the temples and shrines in Kyoto, and even the big shrines and temples are involved. They are definitely worthy of your status."
"So Ms. Mizusawa is quite rich?"
"Tourism is one of the pillars of Kyoto."
"So she is so rich."
"Why, your heart is moved?" Shengzi Shengzi chuckled and said, "If you are moved, it's too late to chase her now."
After a pause, she said seductively:
"Mizusawa-san is still a working miko at Fushimi Inari Taisha Shrine, and she likes to wear all kinds of miko uniforms. Don't you men just like these kinds of clothes?"
I didn’t expect Seiko Kamiya to be so understanding!
Will Mizusawa Natsuye also change her skin?
And it’s a Miko limited edition, right?
"I can understand that Miss Seiko is jealous because another woman approaches me?"
"This is your imagination."
"I'm not short of money, why should I go?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu put the glass of champagne that Mizusawa Natsuye brought next to him and said, "What's more, even if I don't have money, Miss Seiko can be considered a rich person."
I just had a glass of champagne.
Thanks to his body being allergic to alcohol, even though he only had one drink, Minamoto no Yoriguang now felt a little dizzy.
Fortunately, I have been exercising consciously recently.
The improvement in physical fitness has also enhanced the liver function, so that you will not be so drunk after one drink.
"So you want me to raise you?"
Seiko Kamiya looked at the champagne he had put down, took it for himself, and drank it all in one gulp, without leaving any trace of it for him.
The wind on the balcony of the pavilion is relatively strong, mainly because it is close to Lake Biwa, and there is a mountain forest on the back of the courtyard, and there is almost a thin mist when viewed from above.
The tips of her hair tied to her shoulders were fluttering. Looking at the blush on her face from a close distance, she felt that it was even more stunning than last time, and her delicate body also exuded bursts of fragrance.
"Then am I no longer a beggar on my knees?"
Minamoto Laiguang said without changing his expression.
"Then do you still want to eat standing up?"
Seiko Kamiya put down his wine glass, and there were a few drops of wine left on his crimson lips. It was crystal clear and beautiful, and it felt like one couldn't help but wipe it away.
"Mizuzawa-san has a problem with me, so she wants to try and steal anything I like."
"Miss Shengzi is objectifying me?"
"I'm just making a metaphor."
"Then you just like me."
"You'd better keep a distance from Mizusawa-san. She has lost three husbands in a row and has had scandals with many male stars. I don't know the specific situation."
Holy Son Kamiya explained with a half-smile.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu was stunned for a moment when he heard this. It seemed that he didn't expect that Miss Mizusawa's record was so impressive. Even when he heard it, his hair stood on end.
But at the same time, curiosity arose.
Want to know the cause of death of your third husband?
“It turns out to be another black tea.”
"Black tea?"
"I'm just making a metaphor."
Listening to these familiar words, Shengzi Shengzi was startled for a moment and couldn't help but think of something. There was a bit of resentment in his narrow eyes, as if he was secretly blaming him.
This look was extremely ambiguous.
It's like a couple who just started dating, complaining about their boyfriend, but don't say it out of shame.
It looked more like he was sulking.
Time has not left many traces on Kamiya Seiko's body, but it has only made her figure more graceful and graceful, and her whole body is filled with the smell of her sister.
The contrast between this angry expression is too strong.
It was so strong that Minamoto no Yorimitsu was stunned, and it felt like Seiko Kamiya really seemed like a girlfriend he had just dated.
When Minamoto Yorimitsu came to his senses and secretly lamented that his skills were not yet strong enough, Seiko Kamiya had already turned his body sideways and was about to go downstairs and spoke again.
"I'm a little busy with trivial matters. I'm afraid I won't be able to dance with you later. Of course, I don't know how to dance with others, so I want to apologize for missing the appointment today."
"Do you need help?"
"Are you willing to help me for free?"
"Of course there is a price." Minamoto Noraimitsu shook his head and said, "I like trading the most."
"Then how far do you want to go?"
"The lip gloss that Miss Seiko put on, I thought it was beautiful when I saw it today, and I also want to know what it smells like."
"You are so horny!"
This time, Shengzi Shengzi was not provoked by him. Instead, he rolled his eyes again and said softly, pretending to be angry: "I only want to take advantage, and I don't say I am responsible."
"It's better than false politeness, right?"
"It's indeed much more pleasing to the eye than that kind of person."
"Then are you sure you don't want to help?"
Minamoto no Yorimitsu could feel the other party's irritability. He had never seen this kind of mood from Kamiya Seiko, so he took the initiative to offer an olive branch for the transaction.
But Holy Son Kamiya remained silent.
It wasn't until nearly half a minute later that she seemed to let go of the shackles in her eyes. She opened and closed her eyes to look at Genraku Laiguang's face, and spoke in a calm tone:
"My deceased husband was Murata Yuhei's brother. It was from our marriage that the Kamiya family and the Murata family began to have business relationships."
"But my husband died too early, so early that I no longer have any family ties with him, so now this cooperation is getting weaker and weaker, to the point where the relationship between the two families is about to collapse, but it's actually nothing. At most, it's just a loss of some profits.
It can’t even touch the root.”
"But as his brother said, even at this age, there are still some shackles that he can't break free from, and he can't fully control them."
Minamoto no Laiguang listened in confusion.
But I also probably understood that Seiko Kamiya had difficulties that were difficult to explain, and it was still about her.
"Then what is it that you can't control?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu chose to ask directly.
"My dying father wants to use my remaining value to bring some benefits to the Kamiya family."
Seiko Kamiya seemed to have drunk wine, and was blown by the cool evening breeze, and his face gained a bit of rosy color. He looked at Lake Biwa in the distance and said softly:
"Anyway, this is a family tradition. Just like you said before, since you have to bear this honor, of course you have to pay, but the price is a bit high."
"For example?" Minamoto Yoriguang looked at her.
"Marry again."
The calm voice of Seiko Kamiya sounded, as if he was telling a trivial matter, but his eyes were even more confused, and he closed his eyes tiredly.
However, Minamoto no Yorimitsu touched his chin and said with a serious expression: "At such an old age, does anyone still want it?"
Holy Son of Kamiya: "."
"I really want to hug you right now, kiss you on the lips, and say I don't agree with this."
"You don't agree?" Shengzi Shengzi said with a half-smile, "I don't have time to be one of your girlfriends."
Minamoto Yorimitsu made some mental calculations and thought about the benefits he could gain. After pondering for a moment, he raised his eyes and said, "So you really don't need help?"
"Unless she is the real wife." Kamiya Seiko blinked.