After rebirth, I became Tokyo Sentimental

Chapter 146 145. Can You Be My Daddy?
It was much more boring than I had imagined. This was a social banquet that only the so-called upper class could attend.

Everyone wears a mask of hypocrisy.

The sound of clinking champagne glasses, the hearty laughter like old friends meeting each other, and several ladies were shaking with laughter at the people around them. After taking a look at the other party's wish list, Yuan Ye Si's eyes became dull.

He didn't expect to gain any benefit.

So there is no need to rush to socialize.

After eating and drinking, Harano Tsukasa saw that there was still no sign of Suzumiya Saka around. After a little thought, he decided to go somewhere else. The main thing was that if something really happened, there was no rush and one had to remain calm when facing problems.

The Matsumoto family's estate is very large. Although the night is as dark as water after leaving the banquet hall, the winding paths are laid with ground shadow lights everywhere, so the road is not difficult to see. The wabi-sabi style courtyard is indeed beautiful, and the swaying bamboo shadows make people feel calm. The copying is indeed good, and I have barely learned some of the charm of the garden.

Compared with the lively reception room, the courtyard in the manor is obviously much quieter, and the walls are so large that you can only see them from a long distance. I wonder how much money one has to embezzle to own a manor like this in Tokyo.

The cobblestone road is winding and secluded.

The mottled shadows of the bamboo seem to be flowing.

The slightly rippling surface of the miniature artificial lake reflects the curved bright moon, which spreads everywhere with the flow of water.

Yuanye Si looked at the turbulent water surface and walked along the path, just as if it was a walk after dinner, appreciating the artistic environment in front of him.

With such a big manor, there is no need to worry about not having enough people to live in it. Even if he finds ten or eight wives, it is no problem. He can also hire dozens of servants to serve him. Although it will definitely cost a lot of money, it is not difficult for him.

However, this kind of wabi-sabi style is too desolate. It has a unique flavor when appreciated occasionally, but if he looks at it every day at home, the oriental genes in his bones will not be able to accept it.

You can plant less bamboo.

Get more red maple trees.

In autumn, the maple trees all over the courtyard are covered with passionate red maple leaves, swaying in the wind and unable to resist the temptation to fall to the ground, forming a thick layer. It should be very comfortable to step on, and it is very autumnal.

He walked like this, thinking.

I didn't stop until I reached the end of this not-too-long cobblestone road and saw a small figure squatting by the artificial lake and throwing stones into the lake under a pavilion five or six meters away.

Judging from his figure, he looks like a child.

This time and place.

Anyone who dares to squat alone in such a place where almost no one will notice him is most likely a member of our family.

But you never know.

Some children like to squat there quietly and wait for others to find them when they are lost. In fact, this is a smart approach. After all, it is better to stay in one place than to run around and miss the chance to be found.

Besides, there are obviously a lot of people coming to the manor today, so it is normal for the guests' children to run away due to their love of playing.

If Harano Tsukasa had encountered this situation under normal circumstances, he would definitely not have the mind to go up and ask if he needed help, but he was bored now, and thinking about Shimizu Yuko's pregnancy, he didn't dare to call her for the time being. He planned to wait until tomorrow after Suzumiya Saka went to work to talk to her in detail, or go to Yokohama to see her in person to find out the situation.

But no matter what, Harano Tsukasa does feel that he is going to be a father. He doesn't know whether the child is a boy or a girl, but the psychological change in role makes him feel a natural closeness to children.

Few men can say no to their daughters.

The same goes for Harano Tsukasa.

So he was more friendly to children, especially little girls. After hesitating for a moment, he walked towards the little figure, deliberately making his footsteps more obvious so that the child would know he was approaching. When he saw the other person turned his head and looked at him after hearing the noise, he didn't say anything and asked in a gentle tone, "Little boy, can't you find your mother?"

"Hello, uncle." The little girl was not surprised or panicked. Instead, she stood up and bowed politely. She raised her fair little face and said, "No, I want to be alone."

I couldn't see clearly just now because I was far away and the light was bad, but now that I'm closer I can see it clearly.

This child looks like a porcelain doll.

She was wearing a red and white dress with a red plaid bow tie, and delicate round-toed leather shoes on her feet. Her nose was small and exquisite, and her small mouth seemed to have some light lip gloss on it, making it look like jelly. Her round cheeks were flawless, like a little princess from a fairy tale. Judging only from her appearance and temperament, she was worthy of being a child from a wealthy family.

There is nothing more nourishing than money.

Just by looking at the clothes she was wearing, Yuanye Si could guarantee that they were definitely more expensive than a luxury goods suit.

Because it's clearly tailor-made.

And it’s very heavy work.

Even the gold pattern on the collar is shining.

Yuanye Si was not surprised. After all, the people attending the banquet today were either rich or noble. Given the level of wealth people give their children today, it was not surprising to raise their daughter into a princess. After a brief pause, he tentatively asked, "You should not mind if I sit here too, right?"

The little girl hesitated, as if thinking about how dangerous he was, but after a moment she unexpectedly smiled sweetly: "I don't mind."

This is a bit too careless.

In the future, I must teach my daughter this well and never let her sit with strangers.

As Yuanye Si was thinking this, he sat down next to the child. Together they watched the reflection of the moonlight in the lake on the stone bank of the artificial lake. No one spoke for a while and the atmosphere became a little awkward.

He regretted it a little.

If his fighting power against green tea is 10,000, then his fighting power against children is only 500.

He really doesn't know how to get along with children.

Especially strange children.

After all, most of his business is with the group of Tokyo bad girls, and at most he is specific to the position of young women, and he really has no experience in interacting with children.

Fortunately, this child seemed to be very mature. Not only was he not afraid of people, he also knew how to ease the awkward atmosphere and find topics to talk about. He used his big eyes under his fringe to secretly look at Yuan Ye Si beside him for a while, then took the initiative to speak: "Are you worried about something too?"

Yuan Ye Si was stunned for a moment, then he reacted, turned his head and smiled gently at her and replied:

"Yes, adults all have worries. It seems like you have them too? But when uncle was your age, he only knew how to play and didn't have any worries."

"But I'm so annoyed. I have to be told nasty things by nasty people every day." The little girl was quite familiar with him. She showed her hand before Harano Tsukasa could do anything. She sighed and said, "I really don't want to continue like this. It would be great if I could shut them up."

[Wish object: Sato Shina]

[The wish list is as follows]

[1. I hope that Anza Hashimoto will be late for class tomorrow, so that she will be punished by the teacher to stand (white)]

[2. I want to have a father (purple)]

[3. I really want to eat the roadside tamagoyaki (white)]

Sato?

What a coincidence?

After unfolding the light curtain of pale red, the first thing Harano Tsukasa noticed was not the child's wish, but her last name, which was so coincidental - Sato.

It can't be Sato Mie's daughter?
possible.

But it is unlikely. Because Sato is the most common surname in Japan, people with this surname account for more than 1.5% of the total population in Japan, especially in the Kanto region. Not to mention that throwing a brick on the street can hit someone with the surname Sato, but if you shout Sato in Shibuya, dozens of people will definitely turn around at the same time.

Besides, there are many branches of the surname.

It is popular in Japan to classify the origins of surnames by region.

The fact that the child has the surname Sato does not necessarily mean she is related to Sato Mie, and Sato Mie's child may not necessarily be a daughter. There are more than just that woman's family of rich people with the surname Sato in Tokyo, so the possibility is indeed very small.

Of course it is not impossible.

After all, if Suzumiya Saka can attend the banquet, there is no reason why Sato Mie cannot attend it given her status.

But even if it is really her child, Harano Tsukasa would not really share her photo album with the child like he had threatened her before in Hokkaido. This is too tasteless. It can be used to threaten people, but it is not okay to really do it. It may leave a shadow on the child.

After calming down and taking a closer look at her wish, Yuanye Si immediately deduced that the child must be from a single-parent family, otherwise she would not have the desire to have a father, unless she hated her father so much.

After thinking for a while, Harano Tsukasa decided to continue the topic: "Are you worried about something at school?"

"Yes." Sato Shina nodded.

"Are there any classmates bullying you?"

Sato Shina's fair and pretty face showed obvious hesitation, as if she was struggling with whether the things in her memory could be considered bullying. After hesitating for a long time, she whispered, "Not really, it shouldn't be considered bullying. It's just that they always say bad things about me behind my back."

It's normal to be badmouthed, but children have a poorer ability to accept it, especially those with a people-pleasing personality, who suffer more internal friction. It will get better when they grow up, but Yuan Ye Si still asked, "About what?"

"Say...say I'm a wild child without a father."

This time the answer was obviously not so graceful. Sato Shina lowered her head when she said this, and her mood became visibly depressed.

After all, this is also a kind of self-exposure.

Fortunately, the child was not on guard, and the child in front of him did not seem to be very vigilant, so he could say it so easily. However, if he thought about this kind of thing, he would definitely not be happy.

Yuan Ye Si didn't know how to comfort the child, and it was not easy to directly tell him that his father had passed away, so he could only force a smile and ask, "Is your father a star in the sky?"

He spoke more tactfully.

I learned this kind of words from the Internet.

This is basically how adults in TV dramas describe it when they talk about this topic with children.

However, Sato Shina once again exceeded Harano Tsukasa's expectations. After hearing what he said, her face was obviously speechless and she complained, "You don't have to describe it like that. I know my father is dead, and he has been dead for several years. The last time I went to visit the grave, I found that the grass on the grave was super lush."

Yuan Ye Si was choked by the child's straightforward words. After being stunned for a while, he said with some shame:
"You are...precocious, kid."

"I don't have a father, and my mother doesn't care about me much. How can I not mature precociously?" Sato Shina smiled, and it seemed that she had lost the feeling of loss just now.

"Okay, then you..."

"You don't have to comfort me. I can see you are not very good at comforting people. Actually, I just want to complain." This time, Sato Shina has learned to answer quickly. Her eyes narrowed and looked as beautiful as crescent moons.

"What about your mother? Does she not care about this kind of thing?"

Yuanye Si was helpless. He didn't expect that children nowadays are so precocious. They are different from when he was a child and only knew how to sweep the rape flowers with a branch.

"She manages it." When the word "mother" was mentioned, Sato Shina's fair face was obviously bitter, and she sighed a little: "But she always causes trouble for other parents, and then comes back to tell me that she has solved it. Although she certainly won't say it in front of me, she doesn't have time to go to parent-teacher meetings or parent-child activities, and then those guys will deliberately laugh at me."

Having money doesn't mean having time.

Especially for a single-parent family like hers.

Judging from what the child said, her mother probably didn't look for another husband. Whether it was because she wanted to protect the child or because she didn't have the heart to look for another one, it was obvious that she was very busy at work and didn't even have time to attend family meetings.

Education is important for children.

Important enough to affect one’s life.

The best education does not come from school, but from the words and deeds of parents. Therefore, parents’ company and their daily words and deeds are crucial to the development of their children.

Children who lack love will have personality problems.

Like the child in front of me.

He felt that he was a little too familiar.

To put it nicely, he is cheerful; to put it bluntly, he is not vigilant and has a strong desire to share. It is obvious that he lacks opportunities to communicate with others, so he keeps things to himself, and children cannot keep things to themselves.

Yuan Ye Si couldn't say that her mother was negligent.

Even if people are rich, it does not mean that they can take time to accompany their daughter. To maintain wealth, it takes a lot of time and energy. Being able to ensure a good life for the child is definitely a kind of maternal love.

Therefore, Harano Tsukasa did not say anything bad about the mother without knowing the truth, nor did he point fingers from a moral high ground. He just suggested: "Don't participate in such activities in the future. I don't think the teacher will make things difficult for you."

“But I also want someone to play with…”

Sato Shina first muttered something in a low voice with her head down, then froze for a moment, turned her head to look at Harano Tsukasa who was looking at the lake beside her, her big dark eyes rolled around twice, as if she had thought of a good idea, scratched her fair little face with her hand and asked tentatively: "Uncle, do you have a child?"

"not yet."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Ye Si raised his eyebrows and looked at the child beside him. Although he looked puzzled, he still answered.

"Hehe..." Sato Shina seemed to have received a satisfactory answer. She blinked her cute big eyes and asked softly, "Can I ask you to do me a favor?"

"You say." Yuan Ye Si didn't understand what she meant. After thinking for a while, he said, "I'll try my best to help."

He didn't dare to say anything.

Otherwise, what if the child asked him to pick the moon or stars from the sky? He is not Superman, and it would be difficult for him to even catch a turtle in the river.

"It's not that troublesome actually." Sato Shina quickly prepared for it, as if she was afraid that he would give up. Then she carefully observed his expression, and when she saw that Harano Tsukasa didn't look impatient, she chuckled and said, "Can you be my dad?"

"…Be your father?"

"Yup!"

"I... don't quite understand what you mean..."

"Oh, that's it..."

"Clap!"

A sound suddenly appeared in the quiet corner, causing Harano Tsukasa and Sato Shina, who were sitting on the stone, to subconsciously stop their conversation and turn their eyes towards the direction of the sound.

A few meters away, by the lake, at the end of the cobblestone path, was standing a familiar figure.

With her right hand suspended in the air, Sato Mie, wearing a formal dress and with her hair tied up behind her head, showing her grace and charm, now opened her beautiful eyes wide, her red lips slightly parted, her eyes full of disbelief, mixed with a little fear, as if she had had a nightmare for more than a dozen nights in a row.

(End of this chapter)