Hikigaya, the Son-in-law of Three Surnames

"Is that all you wanted to say?" Hachiman asked.

Shinjo Tomoko blinked her eyes in a cute way and said, "Are you asking me to pay for Akane's meal? Oh, don't be so stingy. I've already said that this meal is mine."

Hachiman shook his head and asked, "Why do you have to do this? Say goodbye to Akane Shinjo properly and let her look forward to seeing you again next time. I think she will understand."

Shinjo Tomoko smiled and said, "What's the harm in pretending to be a loving mother and daughter? It just makes things awkward."

Hachiman suddenly said, "I say, are you afraid?"

These words made Shinjo Tomoko's smile grow a little colder.

Chapter 42: Cutting off the Chains of Fate

"Are you scared?" Hachiman asked tentatively.

Shinjo Tomoko's smile turned colder, and she asked, "What am I afraid of?"

Hachiman exhaled lightly, took a sip of iced black tea, and said, "The reason why you can stay absolutely rational is because you are ruthless, ruthless to others and to yourself. This emotional control beyond ordinary people allows you to stay out of everything... such as the person that Akane called grandpa, the person who was induced by you and killed by Akane, and the father and son of the Moriyama Group. But there is one exception, and that is your daughter, Akane Shinjo."

Shinjo Tomoko laughed slowly: "I thought you were going to say something. Am I not rational enough towards Akane in your eyes?"

Hachiman looked at her and said, "Maybe. After all, there aren't many mothers in this world who are so cruel as to induce their daughters to kill people. But there are many contradictions between your words and deeds. The biggest one is that you seem to be very strict with Shinjo Akane's education policy and force her to follow the same path as you, but in fact, you have let her go for three years. It seems that you don't care about her and you don't even see her, but you are always paying attention to her situation."

"How do you know that I haven't abandoned her in these years?" Tomoko Shinjo frowned slightly.

Hachiman laughed: "Remember our conversation on the Ferris wheel? You let slip the secret and told me about Akane and Rikka. I never mentioned their relationship at all."

Tomoko Shinjo looked at the young man who seemed to have no aggression at all, and her heart seemed to be slightly tightened by someone. This feeling was very uncomfortable.

"Mrs. Tomoko, you are actually quite conflicted. On the one hand, you know that you should be as ruthless as the cold wind to your own daughter, but the power of blood ties seems to be stronger than you think. So you said that you wanted to let Akane Shinjou join you as a socialite, but in reality, you kept her far away and let her grow up wildly until this unexpected reunion, when you saw me with Akane."

It's just right that the burden of "Shinjo Akane" can be passed to Hachiman.

"Yes or no, what difference does it make?" asked Tomoko Shinjo.

Hachiman laughed out loud: "Nothing, I just want to prove that there is no truly ruthless person in this world. Even if there is, they are just pretending. Also, I accept your last proposal. From now on, I will be responsible for Shinjo Akane's life. It has nothing to do with you anymore. You can get rid of this demon in your heart."

Although the goal was achieved, Shinjo Tomoko is very unhappy now, but her kung fu skills are very solid.

"Can this be considered as my revenge, mother-in-law?" Hachiman stood up, straightened his collar, and said sarcastically.

"Well, thank you for your hospitality today."

Just as Hachiman was about to leave, Tomoko Shinjo, who had been motionless, spoke softly.

"It's Xiao Qian's luck to meet you."

But Hachiman denied it and said, "Even if I wasn't there, there would be Rikka to save her. Do you know the difference between Akane and you?"

Shinjo Tomoko raised her head slightly.

Hachiman looked at her with some pity: "Because she didn't push away the hands extended by others like you did."

Coldly rejecting others can naturally keep you absolutely sane and unharmed, but it will also make people feel unapproachable.

Although Akane Shinjo is similar to Tomoko Shinjo in many ways, she longs to be loved and will also take action, albeit in a somewhat strange form.

"In fact, compared to your daughter, you are the cowardly one." Hachiman said softly.

"You're so brave to say that." Shinjo Tomoko said with a smile.

Hachiman shook his head and left the cafe to follow the trace of Akane Shinjo. Perhaps he would never meet this lady again in this life.

Tomoko Shinjo looked at the young man who was leaving and fell into deep thought for the first time in a long time.

She was a woman who looked similar to her, just like Xiao Qian at this moment.

"Tomoko, do you want to do it with me?" The woman reached out her hand to her for the only time.

"Nothing good will come of being around you!" the young girl hissed weakly.

"This is the fate of women with the surname Xintiao." The woman said to her with some pity.

Unlike Akane Shinjo, Tomoko did not wave her hand away in the end.

Coming back to her senses from her long-lost meditation, the elegant woman paid the bill and walked out of the store under the owner's fixed gaze.

She originally wanted to call a taxi, but a Maserati stopped in front of her. She thought it was some young man, but she saw Nao Hayasaka in the car greeted her. She smiled and got in the car: "I thought you had left."

Hayasaka Nao shrugged and said, "After all, we have known each other for a while, and I have a good impression of you, so I'll give you a ride."

"This is really rare. I haven't met a woman who is not jealous of me for a long time." Tomoko Shinjo said with a smile.

"Anyway, my husband is dead, so you can hook up with her as much as you want. It doesn't matter. Hahahaha." Hayasaka Nao said with a smile, thinking she was being humorous.

Then he noticed that Shinjo Tomoko seemed a little different: "What's wrong? You don't seem to be in a good mood? Shouldn't you be happy that you made such a large sum of money?"

"Do you think I can be happy after a young man just gave me a tough life lesson?" Tomoko Shinjo said complainingly.

The car started and drove towards Narita Airport.

"It's so rare that you would sometimes fail." Hayasaka Nao said with interest.

But Shinjo Tomoko was unwilling to continue on this topic, and said softly: "Do you know what custom I like most in this country?"

Hayasaka Nao thought for a moment and said, "Legal transaction?"

It is precisely because of this private judicial transaction that Tomoko Shinjo was able to board the plane calmly instead of staying in jail.

"No, it's just that in Japan, once a woman gets married, she will take her husband's surname." said Tomoko Shinjo.

Hayasaka Nao looked at her and said, "You really are different from most people. Isn't it true that feminists on the Internet say that changing your surname after getting married is a feudal custom?"

But Shinjo Tomoko shook her head: "Not everyone's surname carries a beautiful past. Isn't it nice to be able to take your husband's surname and start a new life?"

Hayasaka Nao carefully savored the meaning of her words and asked, "Are you talking about Shinjo?"

Shinjo Tomoko smiled and said, "From now on, Shinjo will no longer exist."

Until the time of Akane Shinjo, this seemingly cursed family came to an end completely, and from Shinjo, it became Hikigaya.

The sound of the rushing wind hit her ears, and the old man's words were so similar to what Hachiman said today.

"Ms. Tomoko, you are just too timid. How about you trust an old man like me a little? I am a weakling whose heart may stop beating at any time."

"Then you have to die slowly. Xiao Qian likes you very much."

"Of course, I still want to see that little girl get married."

"That would be too long. I would have poisoned you before that."

"Ahaha, saying this proves that Ms. Tomoko has softened her heart. However, perhaps you won't live to see the day when you want to poison me........."

The sound of the wind seemed to change from the old man's voice to the voice of an impatient middle-aged man.

"Tomoko, how old is Xiao Qian?"

"You're almost fourteen, I think your first period should be coming soon?"

"I see... I quite like this daughter. She is as beautiful as you."

"Sir, do you want Xiao Qian?"

"In my life, I just want you and your daughter to live a good life."

"Then I would like to thank you on behalf of...Xiao Qian."

"Really? I knew you would understand me, Tomoko."

"Well, I will let her serve you well. Don't worry, Xiao Qian listens to me the most."

Suddenly, Hayasaka Nao's voice overwhelmed the sound of the wind: "Ms. Tomoko, why are you suddenly silent?"

Shinjo Tomoko smiled slowly: "Nothing, just looking for the next prey."

"In that case, Ms. Tomoko, are you interested in taking over the business from me?"

Shinjo Tomoko was slightly surprised, but soon said calmly, "There is no group purchase price."

In the end, the two women laughed heartily in the high-speed sports car.

Leave request: I was so tired from visiting the graves during the Qingming Festival that I knelt down

I originally wanted to squeeze in after I came back, but I realized I was overthinking and decided to take a break.

It must be weird to wish everyone a happy Qingming Festival.

I wish you all a happy Qingming Festival holiday, this damn language charm

The above is just to make up a hundred words...

Chapter 43: The Girl Favored by Ultraman

On Shinjuku's bustling commercial street, where there was originally a bustling crowd, passers-by's attention was now focused on the rooftop of a three-story office building.

Eating melons is a nature that people all over the world love to see, not to mention things like jumping off a building. From a distance, a young girl was sitting on the railing of the rooftop, as if she would jump down at any time. Passersby had already called the police, but the police had not arrived yet.

The one sitting on the railing of the rooftop was naturally Xin Tiao Qian who was "abandoned" by her mother.

Although she had always convinced herself that she had gotten rid of her mother's shadow, when Shinjo Tomoko ruthlessly abandoned her again, an intense feeling of loneliness still overwhelmed her to the point where she almost couldn't breathe.

Unconsciously, she walked to the rooftop and sat down. In fact, she didn't mean to jump off the building, but when she was alone, she was used to standing on a high place and looking out, which made her feel that the world was bigger.

Probably only chimneys and fools like heights.

When she realized that a crowd was gathering, she realized that they were actually looking at her, perhaps waiting for the moment for her to jump.

Suddenly, there was a moment when she wanted to meet everyone's expectations, Xin Tiao Qian thought to herself.

The huge attention at this moment has converged into an unconscious malice, making the person standing on the edge of the cliff feel forced to respond to this attention.

Someone was walking towards her. Akane Shinjo looked back and found Rikka Takanari walking towards her slowly.

Rikka was holding two bottles of drinks in her hands. Suddenly, Akane Shinjo wanted to imitate those suicidal people in TV dramas and yell to those who were approaching: "Don't come over here, or I'll jump."

But after thinking about it, I gave up. It's too troublesome. And generally speaking, the bigger the reaction, the less people want to die.

"Here you go, this is Xiao Qian's favorite iced oolong tea." Takarada Rika handed over the plastic bottle in her hand.

Xin Tiao Qian really took it, opened the lid, and gulped down half the bottle.

No matter how bad your mood is, you still can't resist the cool touch of this hot summer.

"Rikka?" said Akane Shinjo.

"What's wrong?" the girl asked, tilting her head slightly.

"If I jump down, will you jump with me?" Xin Tiao Qian said with a smile.

"What is this, U JUMP I JUMP?" Rikka scratched her hair and said in a cold and lazy voice.

"Don't worry about that, just give me an answer." Xin Tiao Qian said with a smile.

"Even if Xiao Qian jumps down, I won't jump." Rikka said calmly.

"What? How cruel." Xin Tiao Qian said somewhat depressedly.

Liuhua looked at the girl seriously and said, "You won't die if you jump down here, but you will most likely be crippled. That would be too ugly. It's better to die."

"Ruthless, Rikka-chan is so ruthless." Akane Shinjo couldn't help but complain.

"If you jump down and become disabled, I will let the uncle violate me in front of you. In front of you, I will make you regret for the rest of your life why you did such a stupid thing." Rikka said calmly.

"Wow, Wow, Rikka, you're so insidious. This should have been my trick." Akane Shinjo said somewhat uncomfortably.

"So just stay by my side and don't think about anything else."

But Akane Shinjo smiled helplessly and said, "Rikka-chan, even I think I'm a very troublesome person. Even if I'm sure that Rikka-chan is sincere to me now, one day I will doubt your feelings again, and then design all kinds of strange things to test your feelings."

Liuhua shook her head and said, "It's okay. I have the confidence to say 'I love you' to you at any time."

Instantly, Akane Shinjo's eyes seemed to be wet with tears, and then she couldn't help crying: "Rikka, I...I was abandoned by my mother again."

If she didn't like her mother, she wouldn't have harbored evil thoughts about the violence she suffered from her husband. However, Xin Tiao Qian didn't dare to say it, because she imagined that even if she said it, it might just become noise to her mother.

"I'm here." Rikka said softly and hugged the timid girl.

Where on earth did that guy go at this time? Rikka complained in her heart.

Slowly, Rikka saw a rescue helicopter flying towards them, which scared the girl.

"What the hell, they actually sent a helicopter to rescue people?"

This unreasonable scene made Rikka a little confused. Generally speaking, even rescue is the job of the police and firefighters.

Xin Tiao Qian also slowly raised her head and looked at the helicopter, and then, under the bright sun, she saw a beam of light.

She seemed to be stunned, and subconsciously muttered: "Diga..."