Crossover: Pen name: Dazai Osamu, Omega Kasumigaoka

Haruko smiled and nodded in agreement. The two then walked out of the bubble tea shop and hailed a taxi.

Inside the car, the city lights shone through the windows, casting dappled shadows.

Kitahara Makoto and Haruko sat side by side, exchanging a few words occasionally, but mostly quietly admiring the night view flashing by outside the window, their hearts filled with anticipation for the journey ahead.

Soon, the taxi slowly pulled up in front of the hotel that Zhaoyang had booked in advance.

This hotel blends modern and classic elements, with a dignified yet elegant appearance.

Several exquisite lanterns hung on the tall porch, emitting a soft and warm glow, adding a touch of warmth and mystery to the hotel in the night.

The two carried their luggage and entered the hotel lobby. The lobby was spacious and bright, elegantly decorated, with soft lighting casting their tall, slender shadows on the marble floor.

The receptionist greeted me with a smile, politely inquired about my check-in process, and then processed my registration.

Kitahara Makoto and Haruko each took their room keys and rode the elevator directly to their room.

The room was decorated in a warm and comfortable style, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you could overlook part of the night view of Nanjing, where the city lights were dazzling and beautiful.

The two quickly settled their luggage, tidied their clothes, and decided to wait for Zhaoyang's arrival in the hotel lobby.

Inside the hotel lobby, an elegant piano sits quietly in a corner, occasionally emitting melodious music that adds a touch of poetry to the tranquil night.

Several comfortable sofas and coffee tables were placed in the center of the hall. Kitahara Makoto and Haruko chose a seat near the floor-to-ceiling window.

They each picked up a cup of hot tea from the hotel and enjoyed this rare moment of peace and tranquility.

Just as the two were lost in their own thoughts, Kitahara Makoto's phone suddenly rang, breaking the surrounding silence. He glanced at the screen; it was a call from Zhaoyang.

"Hey, Zhaoyang, we've arrived at the hotel."

Kitahara answered the phone, his voice carrying a hint of relief.

"Oh, that's great! I'll come find you right now."

Zhao Yang's voice sounded somewhat hurried, but he couldn't hide his excitement.

"Okay, we'll wait for you in the hotel lobby."

Kitahara Shin hung up the phone and turned to Haruko, saying:

"Zhaoyang said he's coming over now (to Wang Nuohao)."

Haruko smiled and nodded. The two continued to sip their tea, exchanging a few words occasionally, but their attention was mostly focused on the direction of the hotel entrance.

Looking forward to Zhaoyang's arrival.

Soon, a series of hurried footsteps broke the silence of the hall. Zhao Yang appeared in the doorway, wearing a casual jacket and carrying a small backpack.

A bright smile graced his face. Upon seeing Kitahara Makoto and Haruko, he quickened his pace and walked up to them in a few strides.

Chapter 528 Where Did You Go?

Hey, you guys are here early!

Zhao Yang said with a smile, his eyes filled with the joy of reunion.

Kitahara Shin and Haruko also stood up and shook hands tightly with Zhaoyang, as if they wanted to hold onto this long-lost friendship.

"Zhaoyang, it's been a long time!" Kitahara Shin exclaimed.

"Yes, it's been a long time! Let's go, I've booked a really nice restaurant, let's eat and chat."

Zhao Yang greeted them warmly, and the three of them walked out of the hotel together and embarked on their journey to the restaurant.

Nanjing at night feels even warmer and more beautiful with the company of old friends.

Zhaoyang 693 skillfully inserted the car key into the lock, and with the low hum of the engine, a sleek sedan with an exquisite interior slowly drove out of the hotel parking lot.

It blends seamlessly into the bustling streets of Nanjing at night. Inside, soft lighting illuminates every inch of the space, creating a warm and private atmosphere.

Kitahara Makoto sat in the passenger seat, while Haruko sat elegantly in the back. Both of them fastened their seatbelts and prepared to enjoy the short journey.

"Zhaoyang, you're so late, did you go on some secret mission?"

Kitahara Shin suddenly spoke, his tone tinged with a mix of joke and curiosity. He turned his head to look at Zhaoyang in the driver's seat, a sly smile playing on his lips.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yang's lips curled up slightly, a sly glint in his eyes. He shook his head mysteriously, then sighed dramatically:

"Oh my, Kitahara-kun, you're still as perceptive as ever! But I didn't take on any secret mission; instead, I picked up a beautiful woman. How about it, are you envious?"

As he spoke, he deliberately glanced at Haruko in the rearview mirror, his eyes full of mockery.

Upon hearing this, Haruko's face immediately blossomed into a bright smile. Her bright eyes sparkled with curiosity and mischief. She gently shook her head and said:

"Zhaoyang, with your looks, do you really need to actively pick up beautiful women? Shouldn't they be lining up for you to choose from?" (cecj)

Her voice was clear and melodious, with a touch of playfulness, instantly making the atmosphere in the car more relaxed and lively.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yang burst into laughter. He turned his head, gently patted the steering wheel with one hand, and made an exaggerated "surrender" gesture with the other:

"Haruko, you're getting better and better at talking! But speaking of which, the 'beauty' I went to pick up..."

"But she's the key person in our dinner tonight! Without her, this meal would be much less fun!"

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Makoto immediately became interested. He leaned forward, closer to Zhaoyang, and asked with a gossipy expression:

"Oh? Tell me quickly, which beauty has such charm that she could make our handsome Zhaoyang personally go to pick her up?"

Zhao Yang smiled mysteriously, then slowly said:

"Actually, this 'beautiful lady' is none other than the restaurant owner where we're having dinner tonight!"

"Not only is she incredibly skilled, but she's also an exceptionally kind person. It took me a lot of effort to convince her to reserve the best seats for us!"

"Haha, that's it!"

Kitahara Makoto and Haruko couldn't help but laugh after hearing this. Haruko even clapped her hands and exclaimed in admiration:

"Zhaoyang, you're really getting more and more capable! You can even handle the restaurant owner. It seems our dinner tonight is destined to be extraordinary!"

Chapter 529 VIP Room 1103

As laughter filled the air, the atmosphere inside the car became even warmer and more harmonious. Zhaoyang continued to drive steadily, weaving through the Nanjing night.

The lights outside the car window and the laughter inside the car intertwined to create a warm and beautiful scene.

This friendship and joy were further enhanced and strengthened during this short journey.

When we arrived at the restaurant parking lot, it was already late at night, but the sign of "Century Restaurant" still shone brightly in the night, like a dazzling pearl in the city.

The restaurant's exterior blends modern and classic elements, with the glass curtain wall shimmering with a captivating luster under the lights.

The two sides of the gate are carved with exquisite patterns, showcasing its extraordinary taste and style.

Zhao Yang parked the car steadily, turned off the engine, and the three of them unbuckled their seatbelts and prepared to get out.

Kitahara Shin was the first to open the car door. He stood up, stretched, and had a relaxed and happy expression on his face.

Haruko followed closely behind, gracefully adjusting her skirt with an elegant and composed movement. Zhaoyang went around to the back of the car, helped them retrieve their luggage, and gentlemanly opened the car door for them.

"Welcome to Century Restaurant."

A waitress in uniform greeted us with a smile; her voice was gentle and sweet, like a spring breeze. She gave a slight bow, her eyes filled with warmth and respect.

"Do you have a reservation?" the waiter asked politely.

Zhao Yang smiled and nodded, replying:

"Yes, there is room 1103."

"Okay, please follow me."

Upon hearing this, the waitress immediately turned around and led the way. Her steps were light and quick, leading the three of them through an elegantly decorated corridor.

The corridor is lined with a variety of artworks, including modern sculptures.

There are also classical calligraphy and painting works, which complement each other and create a unique cultural atmosphere.

Kitahara Shin walked along, looking around at his surroundings, and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration:

"Zhaoyang, you're very thoughtful to have chosen such a tasteful restaurant."

Haruko chimed in:

"Yes, you can tell it's not simple just by looking at the decor. Zhaoyang, you really have good taste."

Hearing their praise, Zhao Yang raised her eyebrows smugly and said with a smile:

"It's normal. It's only natural for someone as handsome as me to be careful." His words carried a hint of narcissism and humor, which made Kitahara Makoto and Haruko laugh.

Led by the waiter, the three quickly arrived at private room number 1103.

·····Requesting flowers··········

The door to the private room slowly opened, and a faint fragrance wafted out—a blend of delicious food and floral scents.

The private room was decorated in a way that was both luxurious and cozy, with several exquisite paintings hanging on the walls.

The table was set with exquisite tableware and fresh flowers, and the central chandelier emitted a soft and warm light, illuminating the entire private room as if it were daytime.

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"Please take a seat."

The waiter smiled and gestured for the three to be seated. Kitahara Makoto and Haruko exchanged a smile and each found a place to sit.

Zhao Yang walked to the window, drew back the curtains, and let the night outside and the lights inside the private room reflect each other.

“It’s really nice here.”

Kitahara Shin exclaimed in genuine admiration.

"Yes, Zhaoyang, you really know how to pick a place."

Haruko chimed in.

Zhao Yang smiled and shook his head, saying:

"Not at all, as long as you like it."

As he spoke, he walked to the table, sat down, and began to call the waiter to order.

The three of them continued to chat and laugh as they looked through the menu, enjoying this rare time together.

And the Nanjing night view outside the window became even more enchanting at this moment.

Chapter 530 Drinking beverages is good for your health!

Under the soft lighting in the private room, the three sat around the table, their laughter echoing throughout the room, as if the entire space was filled with joy.

Zhao Yang picked up the menu first, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. As he flipped through the elegant pages, he would occasionally look up to ask Kitahara Shin and Haruko for their opinions.

"Is there anything you particularly want to eat?"

Kitahara Shin took the menu, casually flipped through a few pages, and suddenly his eyes lit up at the number "693." He pointed to one of the dishes and laughed:

"This looks good, Zhaoyang, what do you think?"

Zhao Yang leaned closer to take a look and saw that it was a creative dish that blended Chinese and Western elements. He nodded in agreement.

"Indeed, this dish sounds very innovative and is worth a try."

Haruko, on the other hand, was more meticulous. She gently flipped through the menu, pausing for a moment on each page, as if searching for the dish that could tantalize her taste buds.

Finally, her gaze settled on a delicate dessert, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes:

"This dessert looks so tempting, let's order it!"

Zhao Yang smiled and agreed, while also taking into account everyone's tastes, he ordered several of the restaurant's signature dishes.

The dinner features both the freshness of seafood and the freshness of vegetarian dishes, aiming to be both diverse and satisfying to everyone's preferences.

The waiter quietly took notes of their order, his face always bearing a warm smile, as if he too was infected by their joy.

After ordering, the three of them turned their attention back to each other and continued their previous conversation.

Interspersed with occasional chatter and discussion about the food to be served, the entire private room was filled with a warm and pleasant atmosphere.

As the waiters served the dishes one after another, a variety of delicious and visually appealing dishes were placed on the table, and the three of them couldn't wait to taste them.

As the waiter gently pushed open the door to the private room, one after another, meticulously prepared delicacies were presented before the three of them, their aromas irresistible and mouthwatering.

Kitahara Shin was the first to put down his chopsticks. After his gaze lingered for a moment between the food and wine on the table, he smiled and said:

"I won't drink tonight, as everyone knows. I need to save my energy for Robben's concert tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yang immediately gave him an understanding look and nodded slightly in agreement.