Bourbon felt that Tsujima Shuji's proposal was the most human-like thing the other party said today.
As for the rest of the time?
Is Kaa a human?
No, he's a little bastard.
"Today is a good harvest day." Shuji Tsushima walked at the front, holding a bamboo cage in one hand and twirling Gin's wallet in the other.
Others hold tools, and others drag prey.
First he came to the management center of the hunting ground, and Bourbon explained the situation to the people inside.
Well, it was mainly the loss of nine shotguns.
Card with gin.
Then he returned to the hotel with the prey.
"This guest is..." The hotel owner looked at this group of outstanding-looking guests who looked like the same kind of guests when they stood together. He also looked at the prey they were carrying and dragging behind them, and showed a accustomed smile.
"Do you need help from our store?" He asked politely and naturally.
Due to the close proximity between the hotel and the hunting ground, most guests would return with their game and ask the hotel to process and bake it for them.
only……
These guests had a lot of prey.
"Hmm." The leader, Gin, was noncommittal.
As for Tsushima Shuji...
"Please help us take care of these fish." The black-haired boy was carrying a bamboo cage with several fish swimming in it.
"Okay, it's just that these guests have too many prey, so yours may be a little slower..." the hotel owner said with a very apologetic look.
"It's really impressive to have so many prey, but I will definitely not be able to eat them all." Shuji Tsushima expressed admiration.
It was as if they didn't know Gin and the others at all.
"How about I let my two bodyguards handle it for you, and you share the prey with everyone?" Shuji Tsushima suggested with a smile.
The hotel owner also showed an emotional expression.
It will be much easier if there are two more people to help.
"Okay." The silver-haired man cherished his words like gold.
"Thank you so much. You are such kind guests." Shuji Tsushima looked grateful for their kind behavior.
Gin raised his feet and walked away.
Chianti was madly complaining about Cao's pretentiousness in her heart, but on the outside she still looked like a cold and cool girl.
Cohen and Calvados even looked like they didn't know Shuji Tsushima.
Pretending is just a basic skill for organizational members.
And the most basic thing is to pretend not to know.
"Is this guest here alone?" Tsushima Shuji looked at Fifque, who also pretended not to know Gin and the others.
"So what?" The black-haired man took off his sunglasses, revealing his black eyes and a carefree and lazy smile.
"How about playing with us?" Tsushima Shuji kindly suggested.
It seemed like it was really just a kind act that the other person was too lonely to bear.
"Okay." Wei Que nodded.
"What's your name, sir?" Shuji Tsushima asked in a decent manner.
"Kannazuru." The black-haired man replied while hanging his sunglasses on his collar.
"Kanna... He... is that Mr. Kanna He who is the boxing champion?!!!" The hotel owner suddenly showed an expression of admiration.
"I've seen your game! Can you sign your autograph for me?!" He quickly took out his notebook and pen and asked.
"Okay." Kanahe took the notebook and pen without hesitation and left his signature.
"Hey~ I didn't expect it to be boxing champion Mr. Kannazuru~ It's really amazing." Shuji Tsushima looked like he had admired the famous name for a long time.
"It's not something worth showing off." The black-haired man waved his hand.
He will be a boxer...
just because of……
I just want to win the championship once.
He wanted to get the title that his father had been obsessed with for many years and finally died in depression.
pity……
Even if he gets the championship trophy that his father longed for but missed due to police mistakes, he can't get back what he lost.
Such as his parents.
There is no way to come back.
There is nothing special about the championship trophy, but it has become valuable in his eyes because of regrets.
But because the regret cannot be made up for, it has become dispensable again.
"Tell me more stories about boxing matches, Mr. Champion..." Shuji Tsushima smiled brightly.
"You are obviously a champion too, right? Boy." Kanaikaru showed a teasing smile.
"We can talk about the differences between the championship trophies," he said with a smile.
"It's a pity that I didn't bring the trophy." Shuji Tsushima spread his hands helplessly.
"Unfortunately, I didn't bring it with me either." Kannahe also spread his hands.
"Let's go, let's tell you an interesting story." Kannakuru put his hand on Tsushima Shuji's shoulder and led him towards the room.
"Could the champion... be... the one from Tsushima Club?!" The hotel owner suddenly showed a shocked expression.
Then he sighed with regret: "What a pity, I forgot to ask the young master of the Tsushima family for his autograph."
"Excuse me, where is your kitchen?" The man with black hair and blue eyes interrupted his regret and asked with a gentle smile.
"Oh, please come with me. I don't know what to call you two?" The hotel owner suddenly came to his senses and found that the two customers were still here, and said quickly.
"I'm Mu Midorikawa, and this is Toru Amuro, just call us by our last names." Midorikawa said politely.
And Toru Amuro was still looking at the two leaving figures full of resentment.
Kaa, that heartless, cold-blooded kid, actually left with that guy.
I really threw my Scottish skills here to help in the kitchen.
Just because you and Scotland are good at cooking?
So we have to exploit them like this?
If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have learned how to cook from Scotland.
Amuro Toru thought heartbrokenly.
"You two, please come with me." The hotel owner led the way.
Amuro Toru came back to his senses and followed him carrying his things with an expressionless expression.
…
Tsushima Shuji and Kannazuru came to the room. Of course, it was Tsushima Shuji's room.
As soon as he entered the door, the man couldn't wait to close the door.
The disguise was taken off.
Sitting lazily on the sofa, he lit a cigarette.
Tsujima Shuji didn't mind either. He sat down in front of him, looked at the man smoking a cigarette, and slowly smiled.
"I heard that Wei Que, you have hidden two interesting things?" He seemed to mention it casually.
Wei Que started to cough as if he had been choked by something.
"Cough cough cough... cough..." He took the cigarette out of his mouth and finally stopped coughing.
"Who told you? Chablis?" His voice was still hoarse.
"Hey, guess what?" Tsushima Shuji held his face in his hands and smiled cutely.
"Then it's not him..." Wei Que shook the cigarette between his fingers.
If Chablis said it, Kaa would admit it directly.
But only Chablis knows about this...
How could Kaa know?
Wei Que fell silent for a moment.
"Tell me quickly, what are those two toys?" the boy urged.
"Could it be that you hid two corpses?" he boldly guessed.
The cigarette in Wei Que's hand shook, and the ashes fell into the ashtray.
"Are you kidding~" Seeing this, the young man said in a long voice.
"It's not something fun." Wei Que's expression was calm.
"It's not interesting at all, Kaa." His tone was also very flat.
"Okay, if you say so." Tsushima Shuji spread his hands with a helpless expression.
"Although... it can be fun and interesting, right?" He folded his hands in front of his chest, his eyes were dark, and his smile had no meaning.