With one hand covering his face that had been beaten into a pig's head, and with the other hand holding his fallen teeth, Jia Yueli turned himself in tremblingly.
The Kudo family of three went to strengthen their relationship.
Akashi Seijuro and Atobe Keigo expressed that they would take Tsushima Shuji to visit the shrine first.
Get rid of the bad luck caused by Kogoro Mori, and then take him to dinner.
Shuji Tsushima looked at them and said with a serious face that Kogoro Mouri had too much bad luck and there were always dead people around him: ...Hahahahahahaha...
So the three of them first went to the Hokkaido Shrine in Sapporo.
After paying a fee, the priests of the shrine appeared.
They prepared a spiritual purification ceremony for the group.
Shuji Tsushima:……
Shuji Tsushima watched helplessly as the group of priests wrote their names on a paper figure, and then burned the paper figure with a hexagonal stick.
He muttered: "Shui Wuyue..."
"Longevity..."
Congratulations like that.
Shuji Tsushima: No—!!!
He watched with numbness on his face as the priests completed the ceremony.
Each of them was given a platycodon seal amulet.
Then he hung a sign with his wishes on the praying tree.
Tsujima Shuji saw the signatures of Akashi Seijuro and Atobe Keigo. They both said: I wish Tsushima Shuji good health and a long life.
Even the bodyguards following them wrote the same wish at their request.
As well as Toru Amuro and Mu Midorikawa, although Toru Amuro is still full of low pressure.
But after I hung up the sign, I seemed to feel a little better.
Shuji Tsushima looked up.
There was only one piece left in his eyes: "I wish Shuji Tsushima good health and a long life."
Shuji Tsushima: I thank you.
He scribbled a line of words and threw it up without saying a word.
If possible, he would write ten.
More than them combined.
"What did Tsushima write?" Atobe Keigo asked.
"I wish myself... to live longer." The black-haired boy said shyly, as if he was embarrassed by his greed.
"That's right...it will definitely happen." Akashi Seijuro looked at Manshu's prayers and said gently.
"Yeah." The black-haired boy smiled and nodded.
Everyone turned and left the temple.
After they turned around, a gust of wind blew by.
I wish Shuji Tsushima good health and a long life.
I wish Shuji Tsushima good health and a long life.
I wish Shuji Tsushima good health and a long life.
One prayer after another has the same content written on it.
And the last one is a prayer with a smiling expression.
I wish myself a speedy death.???
…
"...I didn't expect...Akaashi-senpai and Atobe-senpai..." The black-haired boy couldn't help but speak on the way down the mountain.
"You still believe in God..." His tone was a little surprised.
"I have to talk about faith..." Akashi Seijuro shook his head.
"I believe in myself more," Atobe Keigo said with a raised eyebrow.
"It's just a habit." Akashi Seijuro explained.
Their family participates in ceremonies held by the shrine every year.
The amount of money donated ranks among the best.
It’s just...there’s no shortage of money.
"Hey..." Tsushima Shuji blinked.
"Then what shall we eat next?" he asked expectantly.
There is a king crab restaurant in Sapporo.
"You have to ask Akashi." Atobe Keigo glanced at the handsome red-haired young man.
"I have already made arrangements." Akashi Seijuro said calmly.
Did Tsushima Shuji eat the king crab he longed for?
Not really.
Akashi Seijuro arranged a high-end restaurant.
It is said that when people come to eat, they need to make a reservation three months or even six months in advance.
But Akashi Seijuro...
Just make a reservation the day before departure.
After all, his surname is Akashi.
The so-called rules, in front of his surname, are nothing more than that.
Japanese food, exquisite, small portion.
Shuji Tsushima:……
"It tastes...not bad." He took a taste, his tone slightly surprised.
And...the taste is no worse than Yukihira Seiichiro's?
Although maybe it’s just in terms of Japanese food.
Anyway... Bourbon will definitely lose if he fights his opponent Shoji.
He glanced at the blond man wearing sunglasses.
Bouncergate is not on the same table as them.
Instead, use a small table on the side.
Bourbon should have felt his gaze.
Ah...he is angry.
Shuji Tsushima: Hey~
"Today's appointment is for a special chef." Akashi Seijuro said with a calm expression.
"Mr. Yukihira Seiichiro is currently accepting an appointment from someone else and is out of the country." explained.
He originally planned to make an appointment with Seiichiro Yukihira, but that Shura in the food world was worthy of his other nickname - the wandering chef.
It's hard to find people.
So I had to find other chefs who were available.
After all, he promised to let Tsushima eat the dishes cooked by Yukihira Seiichiro. Even if he couldn't find him, he would find a chef of the same level as his replacement.
Instead of settling for second best.
"Hey...you are indeed Akashi-senpai." Shuji Tsushima applauded.
Although...I still want to eat king crab more...
so……
That’s it!
After eating the Japanese food, I parted ways with Atobe Keigo Akashi Seijuro.
The three of them went to each other's house in Sapporo.
Shuji Tsushima...
Pulling Toru Amuro and Mu Midorikawa, they rushed to another place.
"Hey... you little brat..."
"Do you really want to die?" Bourbon asked in the car.
"Ah, of course." The young man said with a smile.
"Then remember to die where I can't see you." Bourbon's expression was cold.
"If I see you, your plan will be ruined by me." His eyes were cold.
"Uh-huh" Tsushima Shuji puffed up his cheeks in dissatisfaction.
"Obviously I have separated Bourbon and Scotland."
"You came too quickly." He complained.
"That's really embarrassing. After all, we all pay attention to efficiency when doing tasks." Bourbon said with a smile.
"Hey——, Smiling Tiger Bourbon! Bourbon is a Smiling Tiger!" Shuji Tsushima spat.
Smiling Tiger Bourbon:......
Oh, whatever you say.
Want to die?
Oh.
dream.
Scotland shook his head helplessly.
Zero is really...
"Speaking of which...what are we going to do?" the only mature and reliable man finally asked.
"Squeak--" the car stopped.
Bourbon has a complicated expression.
Yes, he drove a rental car...
Where are you going?
"King crab cuisine! King crab cuisine! Come on, come on!" Shuji Tsushima in the back row waved his flag and shouted.
"Didn't you just eat the food?" Bourbon looked in disbelief.
"Hey...but what does this have to do with me wanting to eat king crab dishes?" Tsushima Shuji tilted his head and asked with an innocent face.
Bourbon:...It's begun.
Pretentious brat.
"Are you sure you can still eat?" Scotland, who is more mature and reliable, just asked.
"Absolutely no problem!" the young man replied without hesitation.
"Really..." Bourbon said helplessly and started the car.
"Don't force yourself to eat if you can't eat... Last time you tried to stretch yourself to death... but you vomited after eating." Scotland reminded from the side.