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Xing Yuanhui looked in the direction of the voice and saw a professional woman with short pink hair. She was holding a pen and paper in her hand and looking at him with a polite smile.

She wore a dark grey suit with straight-leg trousers of the same colour. Her lines looked smooth and she looked neat and tidy like a professional woman.

There is a small pendant on the neckline, which adds a sense of refinement without appearing ostentatious.

The most important thing is this face. Why do I wonder where I have seen it before?

She looks very much like Fujiwara Chika... No, she looks very much like those three sisters. However, she is not as clear-minded as the secretary, nor as clever as Fujiwara Moeha, nor as cunning as Fujiwara Toyomi. There is only indifference in the depths of her eyes.

But he immediately became suspicious again - why is it an airport? Obviously, all three sisters are Da Lei!

Could this happen? Xing Yuanhui was speechless.

Assume that Xiaolei's gene is a recessive trait. If now...

While the General Affairs Observer was thinking about the wrong question, Fujiwara no Manzu was also observing secretly.

With black hair, grey shirt and dark pants, he doesn't look like he knows how to dress well.

Although he was a little thin, his steps were steady and his arms were strong and powerful, which showed that he had a well-trained body, which was consistent with the fact that he went jogging with Qianhua.

He hadn’t put his boarding pass away, so I could see his destination and flight… Was it really Hawaii?

Although the saying goes, just as the West cannot lose Jerusalem, Koreans cannot lose Zhangjiajie, and the Japanese cannot lose Honolulu, it is normal for him to go to Hawaii.

But the various coincidences and clues linked together made her think more.

You don’t really want to meet Qianhua by chance, do you?

Chapter 5: Finally on the plane

"...I don't care whether there are prizes or not." Xing Yuanhui glanced at the gap created by the movement of the team, and followed them. "But it looks like we'll have to wait in line for a long time, so it doesn't hurt to talk."

It is really boring to play with your mobile phone for a long time. You can only scroll through video websites blindly. You don’t want to watch this or that. You just want to listen to the sounds to kill time.

"Thank you." Fujiwara Manju nodded and followed the boy directly with a natural expression.

Can't I queue up with nothing but a clipboard and a pen? I just checked in my luggage, I'm not cutting in line.

"Speaking of this lady..." Xing Yuanhui hesitated for a moment, then saw the ring on her left ring finger, coughed lightly and changed his address, "Madam, may I ask if your last name is Fujiwara?"

Although it was just a quick glance, and although the secondary characteristics on the chest did not quite match, this face could not help but make him doubt its relationship with the Fujiwara family.

Even if you pretend to be an investigator holding a questionnaire, without mentioning whether what you have in your hand is a questionnaire or not, you are not wearing a staff member's uniform, and your aura does not have the miserable temperament of a worker at all.

Moreover, your every move was calm and confident, and you said sorry for disturbing me but remained serious. It didn't seem like you were trying to please me by asking me about my travel preferences.

It's not a place with special tastes, so generally speaking, you can hear gentle greetings, right? Japan is such a country. Even if the attitude is fake, it is a warm welcome with full honorifics. If you are polite to each other, you can keep being polite until tomorrow morning.

Now that he had determined who the other party was, he chose to reveal his identity directly, even at the risk of offending others.

"...Yes." Fujiwara Manju was a little surprised, raised his eyebrows, and improved his evaluation of him a little, "Have you seen me?"

She was not the kind of person who liked to be confused even though she knew the truth, so when she saw the young man reading out her surname, she simply admitted it.

"No, it's just that you look a lot like someone I've seen before, so I took the liberty to ask." Or there are three of them. If they were combined into one, would they look like you?

He extended his hand and introduced himself: "My name is Xing Yuanhui, I am a student of Xiuzhiyuan High School, and I work as the general affairs officer in the student union."

Since the lady did not dodge and readily acknowledged his last name, Xing Yuanhui could roughly guess what she was here for.

It was nothing more than rumors at school or some random place that I knew there was something a little curious between the secretary and him, and then I happened to meet him at the airport, so I just came to ask him.

As for elders, when I was in the big room, I also went with the dean to stop the male classmates who often appeared around Nanami, and doubled their homework load in the name of discipline.

He just didn't expect that such a despicable act would hit him on the head like a paper airplane in his childhood.

"Fujiwara Manju, Chika's mother." She gently squeezed the boy's fingers and put away the disguise clipboard. "So you met Chika in the student council, right?"

Naturally, my second daughter also mentioned some interesting things that happened in the student union during family chats. It turns out that the general affairs officer who was always with her in the story was you.

If it was Xing Yuanhui, Fujiwara Manzu would not be familiar with this name at all, but if it was the general affairs of the student union, then it would be a household name.

Student union activities, club activities, fun among friends... it seems like the word "General Affairs" can be seen everywhere. She is a frequent guest at the dinner table, and her frequency is so high that she has even surpassed that of the eldest daughter of the Shinomiya family.

Unconsciously, Xing Yuanhui flipped up half of his own ID card, and it seemed to be unexpectedly effective.

"Before that." He hesitated for a moment, not mentioning Fujiwara Toyomi, and lied a little, "I rode all the way to Tokyo before the start of my freshman year. I met her once in Saitama, and then again when school started. Maybe it was fate that we were together, and she took me to visit various clubs. After some things happened, I joined the student union."

I don't know if this mother knows that Fujiwara Toyomi had come to see me, but anyway, I'll expose my flaw to see if she can reveal anything.

Just looking at this calm poker face... So that's it, is this a diplomat? I guess you must be an amazing Tai Chi practitioner, right?

"It looks like you had a pleasant time together." The diplomat nodded, then thanked her, "I guess Xingyuan supervised her to prepare for the final exam not long ago? Thank you for your help."

Before the exam week, Fujiwara Chika once boasted that she had found the legendary secret book and was practicing this technique under the guidance of the "Buddha Immortal", so even though the student union activities had stopped, she still did not return home early.

Originally, she and Lian He Haodadi were preparing to settle scores later and do something for the greater good, but her grades actually improved. She was really surprised at that time.

Considering the various weird names that Qianhua had given to the General Affairs Officer before, such as "Headless Knight" and "Hercules King", this one is probably him too.

"Haha...it's okay. It's all the credit she has accumulated over time." Xing Yuanhui laughed dryly and chose to push the credit away.

Although I don’t know why, most parents seem to be averse to cramming before exams, so it’s better not to talk about it to be on the safe side.

"No need to be so modest." Fujiwara Manju nodded slightly, feeling relieved about his personality. "So you want to give Qianhua a surprise this time?"

The young guy is quite good at having fun.

Hearing this, Xing Yuanhui snorted: "No, it has nothing to do with her."

Here comes the trouble!

He spread his hands and explained, "Ms. Fujiwara, you misunderstood. Your daughter and I are not in the relationship you think."

Although everyone will think of the hot sun when talking about summer, it radiates from here step by step to the humid seaside, and imagines a beautiful girl with shiny skin and a bright swimsuit beside you.

To be honest, it is a male's instinct to be interested in those things, but it would be too short-sighted to rashly join the Fujiwara family just for this.

If you want to see swimsuits, aren't there plenty of places to go to the beach? Why sweat under the gaze of your acquaintances and parents?

"Really?" She didn't comment, neither doubting nor asking, but calmly changed the subject, "So you just plan to go abroad to have fun alone? Didn't your family say anything?"

Whether it is true or not, from the few words I heard, I can tell that the general affairs officer is a man who is eloquent, can make jokes in normal times, and can be relied upon at critical moments.

It's a good thing to have such friends, and there is no need to get entangled in so-called romantic relationships.

If it really doesn't work, and he is a hidden ungrateful man, then let's go to Tokyo Bay. The women of the Fujiwara family are all widows.

"My guardian has confidence in me, even though he always nags me every time he calls." Just let me go like that? Xing Yuanhui couldn't believe it, and said slowly, "Besides, I paid for all the travel expenses myself, so it shouldn't be a problem, right?"

But the amount of information in these words seemed a bit too much for Fujiwara no Manjusri.

Generally speaking, there are many high school students who call their parents guardians. What about calling them... from a different place?

He also paid for the expenses himself. Even if it was economy class, the round-trip airfare was more than 100,000 yen, and he also had to pay for travel and living...

Why is the family situation a bit complicated? Isn't he a mixed-school student? Fujiwara Mansu's mind was entangled by this sentence for a moment.

However, the flexible thinking ability of diplomats came into play - at least these questions were not what should be asked when meeting for the first time, especially after learning that the two were not yet a couple.

Let's talk about it later. Anyway, the original purpose was just to find out who the guy on the motorcycle was. If I had known that he was the student union's general affairs officer, I wouldn't have needed to make this trip.

"Anyway, it's great that you can pay for it yourself." Fujiwara Manju glanced at the queue, which still had quite a few people. There were really a lot of people during the peak season. "Which flight are you taking?"

It can be seen from the boarding pass that he also chose ANA to go to Hawaii, and this route is carried by Japan's only three A380s.

All three planes are painted with turtle patterns, but the colors are different. Blue, green and orange are the key to distinguishing which plane they are.

"Unit-01." Xing Yuanhui answered truthfully.

It's all their fault for arranging things in order. It's none of his business. If you want to blame someone, blame Quanjing for not using descending order.

Hearing this, Fujiwara Manju chuckled: "If you didn't do it on purpose, then we are really destined to be together. Do you want to upgrade your cabin? There seems to be room in the first class cabin. I can pay for it for you as a thank you for taking care of Qianhua."

“No, no, no!” He immediately shook his head in refusal, his head shaking like a rattle, “This is too embarrassing.”

Just kidding, even his mother made him feel some kind of mysterious pressure, and that father who was obsessed with his daughter...

This is repaying kindness with ingratitude! I haven't even calculated the interest that Fujiwara Chika owes me for the gas!

Seeing his firm attitude, Fujiwara Manjusshi did not force him. He swung his arm and threw out a membership card, saying, "Then it seems that I can only find another way to thank you for taking care of Qianhua. Let's go. I can take you to the fast lane."

“……”Xing Yuanhui originally wanted to refuse, but the four words “fast track” were too tempting.

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After finishing the formalities, the boy ran to eat KFC and sat relaxed on the iron chair in the lounge. After eating and drinking, he squinted his eyes and looked out the window at the dark night sky. He looked at the busy flight crew outside the glass like ants, driving and transporting various goods around the "behemoth" in the warm yellow light.

Although Fujiwara Manzu asked him again if he wanted to meet Chika after he completed the formalities, he had no choice but to give up after his repeated refusals.

I definitely can't go there! Don't wait until even Fujiwara Chika thinks I'm here to see her, that would be bad luck.

But at least Fujiwara no Manzuki promised me not to tell her daughter that I was here and that we would go to Hawaii together soon. I am really grateful that she didn't kill me.

Huh, my luck is really bad today. How come it seems like everyone except Fujiwara Chika knows that I’m going to Hawaii after a day?

Fortunately, the first class cabin was on the second floor and they could board the plane first, otherwise I wouldn’t dare to imagine the scene of meeting them in this place.

But despite the many hardships he had endured today, having encountered all the things he should and shouldn't have encountered, his heart couldn't help but surge with excitement when he thought about taking a plane for the first time in the near future, heading to a world-famous holiday destination.

The tourists around him obviously had like-minded friends. They had even put on Hawaiian shirts early and came to the window to let their relatives and friends take a few photos of themselves with the giant steel bird not far away.

This time...

Xing Yuanhui looked up at the broadcast screen in the hall, stood up and squinted at the gigantic "blue turtle". It had already docked with the corridor bridge and was waiting for the first batch of passengers to enter its belly, ready to swim together in the dark "ocean" in the night sky.

He closed his eyes and thought about the various attractions he had seen in the travel agency brochure - Volcano Park, do you want to see the grand spectacle of magma eruption? Although if you really saw it, you would probably die.

The famous Diamond Head Mountain offers a panoramic view of Honolulu from the top of the mountain. The sunset view is unforgettable.

USS Arizona Memorial, Tropical Botanical Gardens, Iolani Palace...

But to be honest, none of these are as good as the Hawaiian brother and sister who left no regrets on the Internet. When the nuclear alarm sounded, they thought it was the last moment of their lives, but they wanted to reunite with their family even if they had to cross the forbidden bridge? How...

Suddenly, the broadcast in the waiting hall sounded, reminding passengers that it was time to board the plane.

Hearing the broadcast, Xing Yuanhui, whose singing was interrupted, picked up the boarding pass and confirmed the information on the screen, then stood up and walked towards the boarding bridge.

Another queue... How many more times will I have to queue after I arrive in Hawaii? It was as if the lofty ambitions in my heart, the heroic poems that were about to burst out of my chest and appear in the world, were poured with a bucket of cold water. Xing Yuanhui stared blankly at the long queue of people with eyes like a hidden fox.

He finally got on the plane. Since he didn't bring a suitcase with him and only had a backpack containing important things, he went straight to the seat he had chosen.

The window seat near the emergency exit has a huge space in front. He will not be unable to get out because the person next to him is asleep or looks unhappy. He can also look out at the ever-changing clouds outside the fuselage and daydream.

But now it's still the ground outside. Looking out from here, all you can see are the people still in the terminal hall and the flight crew driving their cars back and forth.

Looking at the staff waving outside the window, Xing Yuanhui suddenly felt as if he was on the Akagi, listening to the angry army soldiers below in the Zero fighter, as if they were shouting "Gentlemen! I wish you good luck in military affairs!"

You know what, this is really a plane to Hawaii...

Will a man in a purple and gold jersey suddenly appear in the PTV on the plane and play basketball in it?

He leaned his hands on the armrests, listened to the footsteps coming from behind, and insisted that all parts of the body had the functions they should have.

Then Xing Yuanhui put on his headphones, looked at the flashing beacon lights on the wings, his mind entered a state of reverie, immersed in yearning for "tomorrow".

I will be crossing the international change line soon. I hope that the one on the lunar calendar is not suitable for going out and crossing to the west. Otherwise, it will still be "today". Wouldn't I be unlucky again?

But he heard the sound of someone taking a seat next to him. He turned his head following the sound, only to see a young man with an apologetic look waving his hand at him, as if he was embarrassed to disturb him who was wearing headphones.

Fortunately, there wasn’t a little brat sitting next to me, but was this the end of my luck?

Chapter 6 Speed Run Shooting Range

In the early morning, Xing Yuanhui, who was sitting on a chair fully armed with a blanket, an eye mask and headphones, felt as if he was being possessed by a ghost. He could feel himself but could not really wake up.

Fragments of memory hit his mind like waves. He waved his hands weakly, but was still forced to look back at the fragmented past in a daze.

Perhaps it was because his past life on transportation had stirred up the white sand under the ocean like a shovel, and he resonated with himself who had sat on the Shinkansen for a long time several years ago, transcending time and space. The chaotic memories found a structure in which they could coexist, just like marine life finding a dilapidated shipwreck on the seabed.

Not all memories can be worn away by time, and those small grains of sand that no one cares about are completely dissolved in the water, so dreams based on memory become as bizarre as people think - don't remember what you ate last Friday? It doesn't matter! Here is a seamless P-ing of the bizarre video you watched yesterday, eating canned herrings without any expression!

He felt like Nobita, who was forcibly brought by Fat Tiger to be an audience member. Countless ropes tied him to a chair in the Dream Theater, watching the crappy Brain Cinema playing a stitched-together, low-quality blockbuster that was comparable to a three-year animation series.