Why is it a question?

"marry."

"Hmm, is this a verb or a noun? So what?"

"Let's get married," Chen Ya said. "Just the two of us."

Ruriko pressed her face against his chest and suddenly felt incredibly happy.

“But I have another question,” Chen Ya said. “Is this method of using urine sample not accurate enough? I remember that morning urine is more accurate, but it’s already afternoon.”

Suddenly feeling unhappy, Ruriko quickly moved away, placing her hands behind her back.

Chen Ya became suspicious.

"How about I take another look at the stick?"

"No."

"Come here, let me see!"

"do not want!"

Instead of picking up on the joke, Ruriko ran to the toilet and flushed the evidence down the toilet.

Facing the menacing Chen Ya, Liu Lizi straightened her chest and said:

"Hit me! I'm carrying your child inside me. Hit me if you dare!"

"I have to say, your Chinese is getting more and more fluent."

Even her willful air was unique; she didn't resemble a Yamato Nadeshiko at all.

However, Chen Ya was not angry. He gently stretched out his arm, pulled her into his arms, and held her close.

"Eek!" Ruriko made an unexpected sound.

“If you don’t want to look, then don’t,” Chen Ya said softly. “It’s not like you absolutely have to look.”

Liuli lowered her head, burying her flushed face in his chest again, a mischievous glint flashing in her eyes, and spoke again:

"So, what you just said, does it stand?"

"What?"

“?!” Ruriko was about to get angry.

"Of course it counts," Chen Ya said. "Anything I've promised you, I will never change my mind."

Ruriko sighed with relief and happily draped her arms over his shoulders:

"What about what you promised before? Does that still count?"

Which one?

"The thing you told me on the high slope by the Meguro River."

"..."

That happened a week ago.

He and Ruriko had just completed their long-planned raid on the private hospital in the Triangle area, witnessing Asai Matsuya's last moments before he breathed his last.

It was as if the old man was waiting for her; even when he was terminally ill, he clung to life until Liulizi appeared before him.

Although he was so weak that he couldn't utter a complete sentence, Ruriko quickly guessed the safe's combination—

It wasn't Ruriko's birthday or wedding anniversary, but rather the date Matsuya Asai took over as chairman of the Mikami Group.

"That's how the Asai family are; they only care about themselves and no one else." — Ruriko calmly commented afterward.

However, the will retrieved from the safe proved at least one thing: in Asai Matsuya's heart, besides himself, the last person was Ruriko.

The will listed many names, but the one who received the lion's share of the old man's estate was Ruriko.

Seemingly feeling that he had properly settled his legacy, Asai Matsuya passed away peacefully after handing his will to Ruriko, without leaving any further words.

Then the Tian Shan gang launched a counterattack, and Chen Ya immediately took Liu Lizi and fled.

Fortunately, Goro Majima was very capable. He unleashed his full fighting power and was as unstoppable as a mecha. He single-handedly held off more than 20 people, allowing Chen Ya to escape with Ruriko in the chaos.

Afterwards, the two rode a motorcycle that had been hidden in the sewers beforehand, shaking off Tayama and the Metropolitan Police Department.

Chen Ya drove his motorcycle all the way to the banks of the Meguro River. After making sure he had shaken off all the pursuers, he sat down with Ruriko on the hillside. The two of them were silent for a moment, enjoying the gentle early summer evening breeze.

This plan has a lot of meaning for Chen Ya, but for Liulizi, it is even more important because, starting today, her last blood tie in the world has also been severed.

She leaned against him quietly, her bangs swaying in the breeze.

The Asai family members aren't that sentimental; even if Matsuya died, she wouldn't be moved to tears.

But Chen Ya knew that this did not mean she was unmoved. Her body trembled slightly in the wind, as if expressing a silent loneliness.

This girl sacrificed a great deal for him, making many sacrifices that are unimaginable to most people.

The more he thought about it, the heavier the burden felt on his shoulders.

"From today onwards, in this world, the person Ruriko is closest to is you," Ruriko said.

The wind felt gentle on my face, and it was very considerate.

"Do you know what her surname means? It's a powerful family that has been prominent since the Muromachi period. Their daughter is the only heir of the main family. She not only has noble blood but also stunning beauty. Now, she can only rely on you in this world, rely on you alone."

Liulizi stretched out her finger and tapped Chen Ya's nose, her face seemingly serious, and said in broken Chinese, "You should be secretly happy!"

Chen Ya knew this was a sign of her insecurity, so she cooperated by feigning a fearful expression and speaking fluent, respectful language:

"I am deeply flattered and honored to have your favor, Miss. I am overjoyed beyond words and hope that you will not find me unworthy."

"Hmph." Liulizi snorted twice, leaning against him with even more dependence. If she had a tail, it would be wagging right now.

"Can you stay with her for the rest of your life? Can she be her support for the rest of her life? Can you tolerate her capriciousness for the rest of your life?"

"Yes. I will always be with you, even if you don't want to, I will follow you like a shadow, and I will never let you be alone."

I want to listen to you for the rest of my life.

"A lifetime." Chen Ya hugged her tighter. "I will spend my whole life playing along with your nonsense. Because I love you."

...On the high slope beside the Meguro River, Chen Ya made this promise. Although he didn't mention marriage at all, in his view, it was no different from a promise of marriage.

He was unaware that Ruriko's sense of security had deteriorated to such an extent that even after he made that promise, she continued to play petty tricks relentlessly.

Moreover, he really couldn't figure out if the two-stripe tube was real or not; he had watched her open it and take it into the bathroom.

They've been together all week, unless she had prepared the fake a week ago.

He hadn't even confessed his feelings to her in Meguro River yet. Did she already want to marry him back then?

“Unfortunately, I’ll be leaving you here alone in a bit,” Chen Ya said. “I have something to take care of at Yoyogi Stadium. It’s the last thing I need to do in Japan, and I have to go there.”

Ruriko's eyes widened: "Even if you have to go, can't you take me with you?"

"Considering the baby that might be in your belly, it's best not to go to such noisy places," Chen Ya said. "It's not good for the baby's development."

Liulizi panicked: "It's okay, I can go with you."

"You said you were fine last time too, but what happened?"

"Nothing happened last time, right?!"

"Ok?"

"..."

……

When Su Xiaonuan and Xia You arrived at the entrance of the venue, they could already feel the enthusiastic atmosphere inside.

Su Xiaonuan smiled and said, "It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. The competition inside seems to have just started."

"Mm." Xia You nodded, still pondering what Su Xiaonuan had just said.

She didn't care whether she could watch the whole match or not, because the only meaning of the match for her was Chen Ya.

"Let's go inside."

"Ah."

The two climbed the steps, handed over the tickets Chen Ya had sent them to the ticket checker, and entered the stands, where a wave of heat hit them.

The sound system was broadcasting the host's loud voice to every corner of the venue, and the cheers from the audience below the stage rose and fell—the number of audience members was far greater than expected—the two walked towards the center area amidst the waves of cheers, as if the contestant was about to go on stage.

The final competition of "Idol Trainee" has just officially begun.

Chapter 483 Lacking both talent and virtue

The number of audience members who came to the scene far exceeded the production team's expectations.

This venue was originally built for the Olympics and can accommodate tens of thousands of people. The production team originally planned to consider it a success if it could fill one-third of the seats. They specially adjusted the camera positions for a long time and even marked out the core seating area, just to prevent the scene from looking too deserted.

As the competition was about to start, the venue was already more than half full, forcing the production team to quickly adjust the camera positions.

The main camera in the live broadcast room proudly scanned the audience seats, which were filled with a huge, dark mass of people, as if half of Tokyo's idlers had come.

The key point is that there are many Japanese people in the audience, and even more importantly, the entire program is in Chinese. I don't know if these people can understand it.

Most of them came for the songs "Idol" and "Uchiage Hanabi".

The enthusiastic atmosphere at the scene undeniably refuted the online trolls' claim that "it's not cultural export but cultural pandering."

……

Domestically, the main studio of the live broadcast room.

Lu Yu sat on the sofa in the studio with the most elegant posture, a professional smile on her face.

Lu Yu, a former well-known female host of the program "Human Observation", was demoted to a small TV station to work on a program after making a mistake.

Who knew that by seizing the opportunity and taking advantage of Taylor Swift's visit, they dug up a lot of rumors about JX and Taylor, thus turning the tide of the battle.

Now, she has returned to her position as the host of major programs.

Although it's an online variety show, and the host is a behind-the-scenes presenter... the show's popularity and viewership are second to none, no less than that of official media, making it a serious challenge to her career.

"Dear viewers, what you are watching now is the final competition of 'Idol Producer'. I am your host, Lu Yu."

"We are currently in a studio in China, and even though we are separated by oceans, we can almost feel the enthusiastic atmosphere over there. It's a pity we can't watch it live. Mr. Gao Xiaobo, what are your thoughts?"

Across from Lu Yu, a fat man quickly opened his folding fan, waved it symbolically, and then said with a smile:

"The Japanese are a very extreme people. Do you know what their most extreme trait is? When they go to a ball game, they can make sure there isn't a single piece of trash on the ground after three games. To be able to leave no trash in that state of high excitement, I think we have to admit that this kind of extremism has a certain greatness about it..."

Unlike live streams, concerts are different. At a concert, the audience can wait a long time because the enthusiastic atmosphere keeps them looking forward to the show. But if there's no interesting moment in a live stream, the audience will leave.

Therefore, the production team specially set up a studio in China, which broadcasts live simultaneously with the live broadcast. During the downtime of the live broadcast, the studio footage is cut in, allowing a few talkative guests to chat, in order to keep the audience engaged.

This time, they invited Gao Xiaobo, a familiar face, again. Although his reputation has been declining recently, his eloquence is superb, and whether you're a fan or a hater, he can at least generate buzz.

Sure enough, as soon as Gao Xiaobai finished speaking, the live stream chat started flooded with comments:

"That old bastard Gao Xiaobai is bragging about the Japanese again. I'm so angry my head hurts. That traitor..."

"He's just stating the facts. How can he have the nerve to criticize others if he doesn't acknowledge the facts?"

"I just saw the camera pan across the screen and a viewer was littering with toilet paper. How can you say you don't create trash?"

"That person who littered must be Chinese; they've brought shame to the country..."

"Sweating soybean.jpg, just arrived, so many traitors in the live stream?"

……

Lu Yu quickly changed the subject and continued:

"Actually, we also have several guests who were really looking forward to watching this performance live, but for various reasons they couldn't make it. This time, we've invited them to the studio. Please welcome our special guests..."

As soon as she finished speaking, the door behind the studio opened, and a dashing figure walked out, waving at the camera, followed by a rather spirited-looking girl in overalls.

Upon seeing these two, the live chat exploded with comments, instantly overshadowing the online commentators.

"Xu Xiangxiao! Xu Xiangxiao! I love you! I'm crazy for you!"

"Cai Xiao Kui! Cai Xiao Kui! Oh my god! How come the production team knows me so well? They invited my idol!"

……

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