Hideki Morohoshi stood on the stall holding an air gun and popped ten balloons.
He looked at the stall owner re-hanging the inflated balloons with an arrogant expression.
"As expected of Zhuxing, he is so awesome." Kikugawa Seiichiro and others praised him one after another.
They only hit one or two.
Hideki Morohoshi is the most popular among them.
"It's your turn, Miyamoto, come on." Takizawa Shinya handed the white-haired boy an air gun and said expectantly.
Aito held up the air gun and aimed it at the balloon.
"Do you want to finish the fight?" he asked curiously.
While asking, he easily fired and hit one balloon after another.
Hideki Morohoshi:......
I only hit ten, do you actually want to hit them all?
Are you trying to steal my spotlight on purpose?
but……
"Can you finish them all?" Morohoshi Hideki asked with raised eyebrows.
"Okay, it's very simple." Aito nodded.
It is much simpler than training at the organized training base.
These balloons don't move, and they are very close together.
"You are really secretive." Hideki Morohoshi said.
The reason why his marksmanship is pretty good is because he has been training since he was a child, but it is not a particularly professional training, it is just a general training similar to cultivating hobbies.
There is also a shooting range at home.
And Miyamoto's marksmanship must have been trained.
And Miyamoto's own talent must be very good.
If you don't have good talent, you can't do that well just by training alone.
But it's just a balloon, it's not that difficult.
While Hideki Morohoshi was thinking, all the balloons on the stall had been blown up.
Even though the stall owner was inflating the balloons, he didn't have time to fill them up.
"It's amazing..." Kikukawa Seiichiro and the three of them were stunned.
I thought Morohoshi was already very powerful, but I didn't expect Miyamoto to be even more powerful.
I originally thought that the gap between them and Morohoshi was already huge, but I didn't expect that the gap between them and Miyamoto was even greater.
"We have also practiced since childhood. You can practice more." Morohoshi Hideki said with his hands in his trouser pockets.
Kikukawa Seiichiro, Jiang Shouhuang, and Takizawa Shinya nodded with admiration.
"I didn't expect to meet such an amazing kid... Forget it, choose whatever gift you want." The stall owner shook his head and said with a forced smile.
Blood loss, you know how powerful these brats are.
For credibility.
The stall owner resisted the urge to run away and was prepared for heavy bleeding.
But they found that the five primary school students turned around and left without hesitation, without any thought of choosing gifts.
The stall owner was stunned.
"There aren't many good things at that kind of stall. What are there to choose from?"
"If you want toys, I have a bunch of the latest models at home..."
From the front came the careless conversation of primary school students.
The stall owner looked at his dolls with a complicated expression.
I felt lucky to have escaped, but also had the urge to complain.
Since you don’t want these gifts, why are you here to play with balloons? Do you just want to play with balloons?!
The five people from Silver Bullet have already started fishing for goldfish.
And everyone successfully caught one. Except for Aito, who succeeded once, everyone else fished many times before finally catching one.
Then……
After everyone caught one, the five people stood up and left without any intention of taking the fish with them.
"They're just ordinary goldfish. I have as many as I want in my yard..."
"And it's even prettier than these goldfish..."
They walked and talked without restraint.
Tetsu Aoyagi, who had been following them, also pushed up his sunglasses, feeling accustomed to it.
They are all young masters, it's normal.
They play just for fun, and the prizes are not taken seriously by them at all.
After all, what they have grown up with is much better than the stuff on these stalls.
They got happiness, the hawker didn't pay anything, got money, and everyone was happy.
It is estimated that the five of them are the customers that all vendors want to meet.
Only responsible for playing, not getting any prizes, just paying the money.
The six people set off on their way back to the hotel.
"There are not many people today, but there will be a lot of people when the festival starts tomorrow, and it will be even more lively." Jiang Shouhuang said with a sigh of relief.
If he continued shopping, he was really afraid that he would lose control and start eating.
Let's go back and make a cup of coffee.
"Then we can put on yukata and take pictures." Kikugawa Seiichiro said with a smile.
He has participated in many festivals, and even invited members of the Kikukawa family to perform at many large festivals.
But this is the first time for me to play alone with my peers.
As for Tetsuya Aoyagi? He's just an assistant, don't worry about it.
"Remember to take a good picture of us tomorrow." Hideki Morohoshi looked at Tetsuya Aoyagi.
"Don't worry, the camera is always there." Tetsuya Aoyagi patted the bag on his waist and sounded confident.
As a reporter, you must carry your camera around the clock.
Even if you forget to eat, don’t forget your camera.
You can take it out and take photos at any time.
"Then we'll see you tomorrow." Everyone returned to their rooms.
Their work and rest habits are still very regular.
Aito's schedule was also very regular. He returned to the hotel room, sat on the bed, and placed the little paper people next to the pillow, and then he felt the atmosphere of home.
Seeing the laughing expressions of the little paper people, he also smiled.
Lie on the bed, cover yourself with a quilt, and close your eyes peacefully.
…
The next day Aito put on the white dragonfly pattern yukata, the fox mask was still tilted on his head, and he still wore his sunglasses.
Meals are eaten in the room, and the hotel will provide three meals a day.
These are included in the room fee.
The five members of the Silver Bullet and Tetsuya Aoyagi also played a daytime game in Aito's room.
From poker, to boxing games.
When the sky darkened and the faint light of lanterns came from outside, everyone dropped their game consoles and ran out of the room.
Tetsuya Aoyagi ran with them holding the camera.
From time to time I snap a few photos from behind.
He looked at the photos in the camera and suddenly felt like the kind of manager who takes care of underground idols.
as well as……
Why did he unconsciously take so many solo photos of the white-haired boy?
Miyamoto Aito is probably a born idol, a talent who deserves to live in the spotlight.
To be honest, being a detective is a waste of appearance.
And those sunglasses...
Tetsuya Aoyagi frowned, and the more he looked, the more he wanted to take off his sunglasses and take pictures of the other person's face.
But he didn't dare to mention it.
When he was in the library, the white-haired boy lured him into the library with a gentle and bright smile, locked the door, and...
When he pointed the gun at him, his smile was so sweet and healing.
So much so that Aoyagi Tetsuya was always a little afraid of him.
Even if the other four people also pointed guns at him, his fear of the other four people was not as deep as the fear of Miyamoto Aito alone.
Miyamoto Aito and the other four people still gave him different feelings.
Compare the other four people's unabashed eldest son style and typical heir thinking.
Miyamoto Aito is actually not very suitable, because he is not a young master, but like a good, obedient and sensible boy.
But precisely because of this, it seems even more unfathomable.
Aoyagi Tetsuya shook his head and stopped thinking about this.
Knowing too much is not a good thing.
PS: I made an appointment to draw a picture of Aito's yukata, but it will take two days to complete.
Damn it, I obviously promised not to make a date this month.