I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 17 The Only Last

Who has a kind person who carries a brick with them when telling a story?
In any case, Yuna Nakamura and Daisuke Takahashi had never heard of it!

What terrified them most was when the boy got on the bus? How could he have gotten on so quietly?
Did you hear what they said about the two of them in the car when they were completely off guard?

Is he holding a brick because he's a violent killer in a rage? Or is he a classic example of antisocial personality disorder?
They didn't know, but a momentary unease enveloped them both.

Yuna Nakamura seemed somewhat at a loss, while Daisuke Takahashi seemed to have remembered his responsibilities as a man at this moment.

He immediately glared angrily at the other person.

"Who let you on the bus without our permission? What are you doing! Get off now or I'll call the police!"

With a mobile phone in hand, calling the police seemed like an easy thing to do.

Gen Tsukino sighed helplessly, "We're just discussing some things. There's no need to keep talking about calling the police, don't you think, beautiful lady?"

In reality, Yuna Nakamura is only of average looks. It was only after becoming an internet celebrity that her improved makeup skills and expensive outfits made her stand out a little. Of course, she wouldn't get carried away by the boy's praise.

Because the brick in the other person's hand was still dangling in front of him.

She wasn't really keen on testing the brick's hardness.

Seeing Daisuke Takahashi's excited expression, she bit her lip.

"Handsome, what would you like to talk to us about?"

Daisuke Takahashi looked anxiously at his partner, who was also his girlfriend.

"Yuna!"

"Shut up. Don't get agitated."

Hearing Yuna say that, Tsukino Gen laughed.

"As expected, this lady is more rational. Otherwise, such a plan could not have come from you. Well arranged. No wonder you can become internet celebrities."

"I'll take this as a compliment from you."

Yuna gave a calm reply.

She was trying to determine the other person's intentions.

Is it a threat, or are they here to talk money?

In fact, the latter reassured her more, because in her view, the rules of the adult world are just two kinds of problems.

One type can be solved with money, and the other cannot.

The former can hardly be considered a problem.

Moreover, those who are willing to discuss money with you are usually intelligent people. Negotiations with intelligent people are often smoother because they have many concerns and are more likely to consider the consequences.

But at this moment, Tsukino Gen asked a question.

"Miss Yuna, what do you think this is?"

He brandished the brick in his hand.

Yuna Nakamura's eye twitched slightly.

"This is a brick; it can't be a prop for a joke, right?"

Then, under the watchful and wary gazes of the two, Tsukino Gen withdrew his hand.

Press down on the brick with both hands.

then.

"Zi"

Strange noises appeared.

What was even stranger, or rather shocking, was that the boy, right in front of them, crushed the brick into a pile of dust!
Daisuke Takahashi almost dropped his phone.

Yuna Nakamura was speechless, her mouth agape.

Having finished all that, Tsukino Gen clapped his hands with a relaxed expression and then looked at the two of them.

"Is there any part of your bodies harder than this brick?"

Daisuke Takahashi's eyes widened. "How did you do that?! No! Are you threatening us? Do you know that just for that, we could send you to the police station!"

Gen Tsukino, however, was quite relaxed.

"Stop using threats all the time. Didn't I say this is a discussion?"

"you"

Daisuke Takahashi wanted to say something to prove that he was not afraid of the threat of power and authority, but he couldn't speak just by seeing the other person's hand casually resting on the back of his chair. It was as if he could already imagine how the other person would squeeze his head to burst.

This is definitely not a prop, because even the dust on that brick looks so real.

Yuna Nakamura was sweating profusely, and her mouth was dry.

He asked curtly, "What do you want to discuss?"

"Delete the video that secretly filmed us, and please don't report anything about it. Don't tell me you're doing some kind of charity or contributing to society; I recorded what you just said. Of course, if you think you can control me legally and through public opinion, I can try other methods. What do you think?"

The two men looked at each other.

They both saw the guilty conscience in each other's eyes.

And there was that intense fear.

This cramped carriage felt like their cage, as for the boy in the back seat...
He's practically a wild beast.

If they don't meet his expectations, they will be torn to shreds and left in a mess.

When Tsukino Gen got out of the car with a smile, he went to the passenger side window and looked at the two people inside who were still a little shaken.

“I know your social media accounts, and I will follow you. I don’t care what kind of charity you do, or what you do for social welfare or anything like that. But remember this: Heaven is watching what people do.”

Finish this sentence.

Gen Tsukino walked back to the hot pot restaurant.

Yuna Nakamura and Daisuke Takahashi were already sweating profusely.

The oppressive atmosphere had almost suffocated them, and even after the boy left, it seemed to linger.

I can breathe a little better now.

Still feeling like he was dreaming, Daisuke Takahashi asked in a daze, "What did he mean by what he just said?"

Yuna Nakamura bit her lip. "Still don't understand? Are you an idiot?! He means he knows our account information, and if we keep making up stories like before, we might run into him someday."

Daisuke Takahashi's face turned slightly pale.

“He’s just an eighteen or nineteen-year-old kid, right? How could he be?” Nakamura Yuna shook her head. “I don’t know these things, but he’s definitely not an ordinary person. I won’t risk my safety by going home!”

……

After Tsukino Gen left his seat, Hinata Kokomi quickly came to Kiyono Mizuki's side, who was all alone.

Looking at this beautiful girl, who seemed somewhat out of place with her surroundings and even deliberately aloof, her first words were...

“Miss Jian Yue, I’ve known Xiao Xuan for so long, and you’re the first girl he’s ever brought to dinner.”

The overly direct words almost caused Kiyono Mizuki's cold face to crumble completely.

She paused for a moment, then lowered her head awkwardly. "Is that so?"

"Of course, so I think you must be someone very important to him, right?"

"No, that's not true. He just likes to meddle in other people's business."

Kiyono Mizuki, of course, would not admit it.

Even though she couldn't help but think to herself: perhaps, in Tsukino Gen's heart, she held a special place.

But perhaps we won't feel disappointed if we just keep some things to ourselves?

Hyuga Kokomi smiled and said, "Is he a busybody? I don't think so. How should I put it? I'd say he's indifferent to most people, but gentle only to those he considers important. Ms. Mizuki, which type do you think you are?"

Kiyono Mizuki looked up, her eyes showing a slight surprise.

Hinata Kokomi explained softly, "I've known him for quite some time, and I know his situation. It's normal for an orphan from an orphanage to be indifferent to most people in this world, because emotions hold a very important place in his heart, so he can't give them easily. He worries that if he gives his emotions too easily, he will become an abandoned child like himself."

At this point, Hyuga Kokomi sighed softly.

"So don't feel like you don't deserve his kindness. Sometimes we humans are just that foolish. Some things, just by giving, we feel happy. As for whether it's worth it, that's not something to consider."

"I"

Kiyono Mizuki was somewhat at a loss for words.

These are words that Tsukino Gen would never say to her in his entire life.

And it seems no one would notice at all. He makes too many jokes that seem both true and false, and sometimes his sense of humor is so strong that it's hard to tell what's genuine.

But thinking about it this way, it might also be a way for him to protect himself.

He himself is a hedgehog. And isn't he the same?
Will he really be as Hinata Kokomi says?

Kiyono Mizuki was overcome with curiosity and was about to ask when Tsukino Gen returned.

"Sister Xinmei, don't you need to go? There are so many customers."

Hyuga Kokomi made a face at the boy, "Worried I'd say bad things about you, huh? Sorry, I've already said everything."

Gen shrugged indifferently, "Kokomi-nee would never say bad things about me."

"Oh ho, you trust my character that much?"

"It's because I'm absolutely flawless; you can't say anything bad about me."

Hinata Kokomi rolled her eyes speechlessly, and as she stood up, she glanced at Kiyono Mizuki and said.

"You see, this is the downside of men being good-looking. If they're even slightly good-looking, their confidence will inflate to an incurable level."

This remark almost made Kiyono Mizuki burst out laughing.

It takes a lot of restraint to keep it in place.

"What is arrogance? It is a clear understanding of oneself. If my self-awareness has offended you, then I can apologize."

"Screw you. I already told the front desk I can use the employee discount when I pay, no need to worry."

Upon hearing this, Tsukino Gen gasped.

"Hiss, I have to apologize now."

"Stop acting strangely. Keep her company. Who leaves a date halfway through? You're being really mean."

Watching Hyuga Kokomi gradually walk away.

Kiyono Mizuki, sitting in her seat, blushed slightly.

Gen Tsukino glanced at her.

"I'm sorry, something did come up suddenly."

"It's ok"

Kiyono Mizuki shook his head.

She really had no connection with him; in fact, she even hoped that Tsukino Gen would treat her badly.

"Now that we've finished eating, shall we leave?"

"Um"

She nodded.

Soon, Tsukino Gen pushed her to pay the bill.

Then they pushed the girl, who could only sit in a wheelchair and looked like a real doll, out of the hot pot restaurant.

The summer night breeze blowing in my face is very comfortable.

The dim yellow color of the streetlights is also very nice.

The streets are bustling with people, full of vibrant energy.

And the boy behind him, his breath was clearly hot.

All of this made Kiyono Mizuki feel as if she had been reborn.

She seemed to remember something, and couldn't help but look up, a hint of provocation in her eyes.

"Sister Xinmei said, 'I am the first girl you brought here.'"

Gen Tsukino nodded without any attempt to hide his excitement, then lowered his head to meet the other person's slightly smug gaze.

"It wasn't said to be the last one, why are you so happy?"

"Hey!!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

……

(End of this chapter)