My avatar is becoming the final boss

Chapter 62 Leisure
Streets of Roppongi, Tokyo.

As Ji Minghuan approached the phone booth, he asked Ke Qirui, "So, why did you two end up in Tokyo?"

Ke Qirui smiled at him and said, "I happened to be coming to Tokyo for work, so I brought Mai Mai with me."

As she explained, she stretched out her right hand and gently knocked on the glass door of the telephone booth.

Hearing a knock on the door, Su Zimai, who was hiding inside, turned around tremblingly. Seeing that only Gu Wenyu was left outside the phone booth, she breathed a sigh of relief, slowly put down the red phone clipped to her ear, and walked out of the phone booth pretending to be calm.

She looked at Ji Minghuan expressionlessly and was silent for two seconds: "Thank you."

"What's the reward for helping you out?" Ji Minghuan put his hands in his pockets and asked straight to the point.

"I'll treat you to a sushi buffet. My group and I..." Su Zimai paused at this point.

"group?"

"Teacher." Su Zimai changed the subject and said, "My teacher and I are going to eat sushi. You can come with us. She'll pay."

"Don't make it sound like I'm some rich woman supporting an underage girl." Ke Qirui pulled a pipe from his pocket, put it between his lips, and nonchalantly defended himself, "I'm just a 19-year-old girl, not much older than you."

"Pipe?" Ji Minghuan raised an eyebrow. "Oh...it's a rare thing, especially for a 19-year-old girl to carry a pipe. It's even rarer."

Ke Qirui didn't know how to respond for a moment, so she resorted to the tone of a child who had been caught hiding a toy, saying innocently, "Oh... I accidentally let it slip."

She turned to Su Zimai and asked, "What should I do, Maimai? Your brother won't criticize me, a smoker, and then take you home without consulting me, right?"

The tone sounded like she was acting coquettishly.

If Ji Minghuan had not just had a serious chat with this woman at the Roppongi Theater, he would have almost been fooled by her pretending. She was simply a woman as cunning as a fox.

"She was smoking an e-cigarette."

Su Zimai's eye twitched, and he dryly covered for Ke Qirui, thinking that this troupe leader had been playing the role of an innocent teenager for a long time, but in the end he still exposed the fact that he was a heavy smoker.

"Using a cigarette holder to smoke an e-cigarette, I almost believed it." Ji Minghuan said, "But I'm not my eldest brother, so it doesn't matter to me. Whether you smoke cigarettes or tobacco, it's best to hand my sister over to you. That way, no one will snatch the TV from me at home, and the drinks and ice cream in the refrigerator."

"You deserve a beating for saying that." Su Zimai frowned.

Ji Minghuan ignored her and continued to ask Ke Qirui, "Teacher Ke, you should still be in college, right?"

"Internship," Ke Qirui said calmly. "My job is quite special: I usually take photos of wealthy people, like their lavish spending at auctions, or photos of them traveling to post on social media... I happened to follow that rich guy to Japan a few days ago, so I brought Mai Mai with me."

She raised her hand and poked Su Zimai's wrinkled nose, "Right?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Su Zimai said, moving her fingertips away from his face.

"Oh, this job sounds really promising." Ji Minghuan tilted his head, not wanting to embarrass Ke Qirui anymore. "So, which sushi restaurant are you going to eat?"

Su Zimai glanced at his phone. "It's a branch of Sukiyabashi Jiro. I heard it's run by the second son of some sushi god. It's at 6-12-2 Roppongi, Minato Ward. Turn down the next street and you'll see it. This place is quite popular on Xiaohongshu. I brought my teacher here to check it out. We've eaten all the delicious food in Tokyo these past few days. You're lucky you got to eat for free."

"No wonder you ran away from home. It's so nice to be kept by a rich woman..." Ji Minghuan put his hands in his pockets and sighed sarcastically, "I brought you to Japan to play, and let you eat and drink for free. If it were me, I would run away from home too. Whoever likes it can stay at home and suffer with two grown men."

"I'm not a rich woman."

"You are the one being kept."

Ke Qirui and Su Zimai looked at Ji Minghuan and spoke almost at the same time, their tone of indifference being exactly the same.

"Surrender." Ji Minghuan took his hands out of his pockets and raised them up. "Lesbians are really hard to mess with."

He now understood why Su Zimai had such a neutral temperament; it turned out he had learned it from his "teacher." "Now I know why Maimai always says her brother is a bad mouth."

Ke Qirui said with a smile, putting the pipe back into his pocket.

Su Zimai sighed, "Don't waste your time talking to this guy. He usually either stays in his room and doesn't talk, or he makes a big splash. No, a big splash makes people angry to death."

Ji Minghuan didn't take it seriously, as if he didn't hear anything. He put his hands behind his head leisurely, thinking to himself: Who was the first one to secretly investigate the background of my Unit 2, and then threatened me with words like "my companions are nearby"? I have to make things difficult for her when I get the chance. This is called reciprocity, okay?
Su Zimai walked in front to lead the way, and soon the three of them arrived at the sushi restaurant she mentioned.

This sushi restaurant is hidden in a gray building complex in the back alley of Roppongi Hills. A 30-centimeter-wide cypress wood vertical plaque hangs above the stone steps, engraved with the ink-colored lacquer characters "すきやばし吉郎".

The cypress sliding door was pulled with a "clang clang" sound, slid half a meter to the right, and the three of them entered the store.

As the waiters all shouted "Iracha Imaise (Welcome)" in unison, they took their seats at the cypress wood counter, which could seat ten. Su Zimai took the menu from the waiter and was in charge of ordering, while the other two, not particularly picky eaters, were in charge of eating, with a clear division of labor.

Ji Minghuan put his phone down on the bar, supported his chin with one hand, and looked around the sushi restaurant boredly.

He alternated between watching the chef slice the raw fish with exquisite knife skills and looking at the television overhead.

I picked up the remote control from the bar and turned to the news channel. The host of Tokyo News was speaking in Japanese about recent incidents of supernatural criminals appearing in cities like France and China.

The host discussed a series of recent events in Lijing, beginning with a more notable one: "Blue Arc has apprehended the international thieves 'Da Zhong Hou' and 'Flying Ant.' Currently, the Lijing Psychic Chapter has recovered antique treasures from the Tokyo Museum and will return them to Japan soon."

Because of this incident, the Japanese people's love for "Blue Arc" has greatly increased. The Internet was full of praise for it for a while, and the news station also played some thank-you videos shot by Japanese people and even museum staff.

Su Zimai closed the menu and looked up at the TV screen: "I didn't expect this big blue electric rat to be useful."

Ji Minghuan said nonchalantly, "If you post this online, you'll be hounded and scolded by Blue Arc's extreme fans."

"I just can't stand this. One of my female classmates said in class that she didn't like Blue Arc, and she ended up being isolated by the other girls." Su Zimai paused, "...it was so boring."

Ke Qirui took a sip of tea and said slowly, "It's actually very difficult for idols to control the behavior of their fans. After all, the fan base is so large, how can Blue Arc possibly control everyone? Moreover, he is a hero who defends his country. I'm afraid that in the eyes of many people, insulting him is almost the same as insulting a people's hero. That's why the public opinion environment seems so extreme."

"Oh, if he is not responsible, who will be responsible for the isolated girl?" Su Zimai asked.

"School is like a miniature version of society. It's important to learn how to read the atmosphere and assess the situation in school. Otherwise, you'll suffer more in society. Just treat it as a lesson."

At this point, Ke Qirui curled her lips at Su Zimai, "And isn't that girl quite lucky? She met you. I remember you overturned the desks of those girls who bullied her. And to prevent your two brothers from worrying, you even asked me to pretend to be your sister and go to your school to meet with the Dean of Studies."

Su Zimai looked away: "I just can't stand Blue Arc's fans, I don't mean to help her."

She leaned close to Ke Qirui's ear and whispered, "And afterwards, you released the 'Movie Demon,' which scared the girls' parents so much that they didn't dare come to school the next day. Only then did the principal let it go. Captain, you're the worst person, okay?"

"I can't help it... After all, I don't like kids who bully others." Ke Qirui whispered, "Don't mention the devil. What if your brother hears it?"

As she spoke, she turned her head and glanced at Ji Minghuan out of the corner of her eye.

Ji Minghuan was seen drinking bubble soda while looking up at the TV with an indifferent expression. He probably didn't hear the two people's whispers.

Su Zimai and Ke Qirui distanced themselves from each other, sighed, shook their heads, and returned to their normal speaking tone.

She said, "Oh, it's all Blue Arc's fault."

"I've already told you, it has nothing to do with Blue Arc." Ke Qirui said calmly.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Ji Minghuan shrugged his shoulders, and was very curious in his heart. What would Su Zimai think if he knew one day that the Lan Hu he scolded every day was actually Gu Qinye.

(End of this chapter)