Tokyo Sound

At this moment, he was humiliated in front of his beloved wife and daughter. This is the cruelest punishment in the world.

Now the person sitting in the yard is no longer the dreamer of middle-aged and elderly women in the Eastern Hemisphere, no longer the elite president who is in charge of everything, no longer the rebellious pioneer, but an ordinary middle-aged man who is frustrated by life, suffering from hair loss, high blood pressure, and high cholesterol.

Sakura Eiji smoked a Marlboro in silence, feeling lonely and helpless.

The cold wind blows half and you blow the other half.

He did not bother with the wind that did not understand the world, because perhaps the wind also had its own troubles. But on second thought, why should the wind smoke his own cigarette?

So he decided to act rashly and take back the advantage.

"Oh, who is this failed student? He looks so hopeless. Could it be that he tried to repeat the grade for the eighth time but it all went to waste?" Sakura Emori came out from behind and draped animal-themed warm pajamas over her husband's shoulders.

"You don't need to comfort me. It's just that the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy... I am definitely not someone who can't afford to lose." Sakura Eiji disposed of the cigarette butt. He shook his head slightly and sighed, "It turns out that this person is indeed an excellent choice to be a tutor."

"Tsk, aren't you ashamed? You're an adult, and you're arguing with a child of the same age as your daughter." Sakura Edamori couldn't help but complain.

"This man's words and deeds show that he has mastered the essence of military tactics. His age cannot be used to judge him." Sakura Eiji narrowed his eyes. "He not only has the handsome appearance of a male lead in an idol drama, but also has the academic ability to defeat me head-on. Not long after entering the workplace, he has become very successful. He has good relationships with his colleagues and is popular with the audience. How can this be achieved by simple naivety and romance?"

"What do you mean by direct defeat? It was clearly you who surrendered voluntarily." Sakura Edamori hit the nail on the head.

"Even if it's surrender, it's passive." Sakura Eiji said in a deep voice, "It's not my fault for the war. I really tried my best."

"Yes, yes, then you have nothing to say now, right?" Sakura Edamori gently rubbed her husband's head, "I think you are clearly prejudiced. You think Ayane is closer to him than to you, and you are jealous. You are making excuses for yourself."

"Ha, that's just a woman's opinion. I was clearly considering many aspects. If you listened to his broadcasts and watched the live broadcasts, you would definitely understand my speculations and doubts." Sakura Eiji snorted.

"Your skin is itchy again, right?" Sakura Edamori's hand changed from stroking the dog's head to the Nine Yin White Bone Claw and began to absorb the soul.

The middle-aged man felt his scalp tingling and had to beg for mercy from his Juliet to save his soul.

"In fact, in the final analysis, I recognize his abilities. He has made achievements. As for his potential, although Dean Ohnishi has a gentle temperament, he is a proud person. The fact that he is valued and favored by the dean is enough to prove that he is extraordinary."

Sakura Eiji sighed. He recognized her too much, so much so that he wanted to hire her as an employee, give her targets, and let her be driven around.

"It's just that when it comes to the long-term future, it's normal for me to be cautious. After all, you two are always so happy, so shouldn't I be worried about you?"

"What are you talking about?" Sakura Edamori blinked, looking as if he didn't understand.

"Still playing dumb? Do you really think I can't see clearly?" Sakura Eiji smacked his lips, very impatient, "Ayane has never had any ambitions since she was a child, and suddenly she wants to apply to the University of Tokyo. I think being an alumnus of my father's school is fake, and being his junior schoolmate is real."

"Wow, that's rare. You just realized it now." Sakura Edamori covered her mouth with her hands while laughing.

"Thinking about it carefully, Ayane seemed to have become more lively after becoming a voice actor. I previously thought it was due to her going to the agency and the film set to broaden her social circles and horizons, but it turns out that she got to know this guy." Sakura Eiji's thoughts immediately became active. He also remembered that he had once told his daughter to thank the colleague who accompanied her to the dental clinic.

Damn it!

"It's because of the traditional mentality of an old father that you wear tinted glasses." Sakura Edamori said, "But after so long of scheming, it's time for you to acknowledge others, right?"

"He is certainly an outstanding young man and a good man. But..." Sakura Eiji pondered, "But he seems to be just as good to other people and other girls."

Since ancient times, there have been many romantic figures.

There are still few people like me who just wait to check the weather forecast and save the beautiful photos as new folders.

"You think too much. We haven't even reached the dating stage yet, but your thoughts are already wandering to the third year of marriage and the seventh year itch." Sakura Edamori was speechless, "Why not just let the young people experience it themselves?"

"As parents, we should prevent our younger generations from making the same mistakes we made." Sakura Eiji said deeply.

"What detour? How many roads have you walked? Are you emotionally hurt?" Sakura Edamori's eyes became dangerous.

"…I'm not referring to this aspect. Those who understand will understand."

Sakura Eiji subconsciously protected his kidneys and continued talking as if nothing had happened.

"Well, that's it. After these few exchanges, I have admitted it. Now, there is only one last thing left..."

The middle-aged man said this and cheered up again.

……

"I shouldn't have answered it correctly. This would have damaged the boss's dignity at home." Yin Ze sighed. "I was so focused at the time that I forgot about the boss's situation. I should have handed in a blank paper like him."

He went to the yard to enjoy the night view in such a cold day, and stayed outside, still having a mysterious discussion with Aunt Sakura.

"Oh, it's okay. He has a very open mind, how could he be so petty?" said Sakura Ayane.

"hope so."

Yin Ze returned to the topic.

"Then let me tell you about our future plans. Although you have decided to major in liberal arts, my experience is special and cannot be applied to most people. So the task assigned to you is very common, which is to memorize a lot of books. I have marked out each unit and knowledge point for you. Start from the beginning. From now on, we will have a small test every three days and a big test every seven days, and strive to become a first-class test-taker. In addition, special training is also required for discussion questions about literature. Although the schedule is very full, I personally recommend that you read more ancient and modern masterpieces in private to increase your knowledge. The score is only one page of evaluation. Even a strong boss will return the test paper to the teacher after many years. The essence of learning is to understand, know, and think about the world... The days of sprinting are very hard, and you must endure the torment."

The girl nodded, feeling the warmth and breath so close to her.

Such a sense of distance.

I've had this happen before when I was playing, but I didn't feel any discomfort at all.

Since the boy came in, Sakura Ayane had looked him in the eye only a few times.

Such a quiet get along.

This is the feeling of being encouraged and helped by him, and walking side by side with him.

Once you have tasted it, it is hard to give it up.

Maybe nowadays saying “I want to get into your school” is a bit of an exaggeration.

Maybe the last effort was unsuccessful.

Perhaps his own clumsiness would make him shake his head and sigh.

But there is no way.

Because I was trapped in the vortex called love, I couldn't help myself.

You are busy proving yourself, busy being full of enthusiasm in front of him, chasing his shadow, just for him to cast one more glance at you, even if this will most likely backfire.

"It's almost time. I'll leave this note to you. If you have any questions, call me or contact me through Line." Yin Ze found that it was already four or five in the afternoon. It was time for lunch and it was time to ride his bike back home.

We agreed to do our daily routine with Yoshida-san today.

"Are you leaving now?" Sakura Ayane opened her mouth and asked eagerly.

"What's the matter? Are you still reluctant to let go?" Yin Ze asked back.

"No!...Uh, well, a little at most."

Sakura Ayane felt the direct gaze, her cheeks heated up, and the content of her words changed several times.

"I, I mean, I said I still want you to help me with my homework for school!"

"Humph, I knew it. You really have such utilitarian desires."

Master Yin sternly refused.

"That won't work. Strictly speaking, I'm a tutor for exams, not a ghostwriting tutor. I'm here today to correct various questions for you. Read them and try to absorb them for your own benefit. Then go and complete your homework."

The girl turned away as if her lazy plot had failed, and whispered, "Then... when will you come next time?"

"There's a big test every seven days, so of course it'll be after seven days," Yin Ze said.

"That's good. Sorry to trouble you this time." Sakura Ayane said seriously.

"Do you have anything else you want to ask me for help?" Yin Ze suddenly asked.

"Ah? Why do you ask?"

"When have you ever been so polite to me?" Master Yin said suspiciously, "And from the beginning, your face was slightly red, and you were speaking with a lack of energy. Do you have a low-grade fever? Come closer, I'll take your temperature."

Without further ado, he stretched out his hand and pressed the girl's forehead, causing her entire body to freeze.

"... Well, it's a little hot. Wait, it seems to be getting warmer." Yin Ze frowned, "It's a low-grade fever. Remember to tell Aunt Zhisen later and see if she can take medicine or something. Drink more hot water."

After everything was explained, the tutor began to pack up.

"Are you going back, junior?" Sakura Eiji had returned from the courtyard without knowing when, and his dejection was swept away, and he was rejuvenated. At this time, his face even had a bit of enlightenment and kindness.

"Yes, boss." Yin Ze said.

"Hey, don't call me boss. It sounds so distant and cold, as if our only relationship is financial. You can call me senior or uncle," said Sakura Eiji kindly.

fake.

This is a way for the leader to win you over. His generosity is not really generosity, but he just wants you to appreciate his generosity.

"President, I understand." Yin Ze said shrewdly.

"Hey, why are you still calling me that?" Sakura Eiji was quite dissatisfied, "Why are you suddenly so tongue-tied and incompetent?"

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"But forget it, it won't take long. Now it's time for dinner, why don't you stay and have dinner before leaving?" Sakura Eiji tried to persuade him to stay.

Is this just a polite remark or a sincere one? The man thought quickly.

"If you don't answer, I'll take it as your consent, Edamori. Make more delicious food later." Sakura Eiji used the strategy of acting first and asking for permission later.

"Let's eat first before we leave. We can't let you come here just to do some work, right?" Sakura Edamori also came over and spoke.

"...If that's the case, then please forgive me for bothering you." Yin Ze replied. He always felt that something was wrong.

"Well, okay, okay." Sakura Eiji was very satisfied when he saw that the dinner date was successful.

Someone went and came back, and there was nothing to do for a while, so I had to find Sakura again to help her finish her homework.

During this period, I informed my parents that I had a low-grade fever, but after taking the temperature with the thermometer in the medicine box, I found that everything was normal.

No reason.

Yin Ze frowned and turned on his phone.

"Tauren Chieftain: I have something to do tonight. I'm outside. You can go about your daily routine by yourself."

"Yoshi-P: You dare to run away as the chief director?! What's your reason? If it's not valid, don't blame me for weakening your main job!"

"Minotaur Chieftain: Sakura-san's father invited me to dinner."

"Yoshi-P: Haha, do it beautifully. I'll wait for your good news."

"Tauren Chieftain:?"

Chapter 68: A Heartfelt Talk

It was about twenty years ago.

My father-in-law has a rough and heroic appearance, with a snow-white beard like a lion's mane. Just by looking at his appearance and temperament, you can tell that he must have been a man with a story to tell when he was young.

Fortunately, Zhisen is not like him, thank goodness.

My father-in-law sat in the main seat, wearing a washed-out casual long gown, full of energy and great bearing, just like those martial arts heroes with great ambitions in Hong Kong martial arts movies. On his left and right sat uncles, cousins ​​and other relatives, just like the elders and worshippers of a sect, so grand.

The palm of the father-in-law's hand holding the tea was broad and strong, and the calluses on the back of his knuckles faintly revealed the efforts and difficulties he had experienced as a stuntman in his early years in a foreign land.

Before entering the private room, Sakura Eiji had successfully won over other aunts and uncles and nephews with brand-name clothes, trendy toys and autographs of popular idols. But at this moment, he knew at a glance that his father-in-law, who had a deep and ocean-like aura, was not someone who would be pleased by material gifts.

After several polite conversations, the relationship did not get any better.

With the idea of ​​loving each other and improving the relationship among the family, Sakura Eiji modestly suggested "drink a little".

My father-in-law's calm and peaceful heart that was in harmony with nature was finally shaken. He opened his half-closed eyes, and like a child seeing Kamen Rider, his pupils went from being silent to being hot.

The mother-in-law, her childhood sweetheart, was obviously reluctant, but she still agreed when her future son-in-law came to her hometown to treat her to a meal.

My father-in-law concealed his joy very well.

Yes.

I guess my dad usually likes these things, but he suffers from my mom being too strict. So what I said today was an accident and finally got what he wanted.

Sakura Eiji was so immersed in meeting the girl's parents for the first time that he did not notice the frowning expressions of his other uncles, cousins, and others.

There is nothing we can do about this.

Sakura Eiji is in his twenties, talented and adventurous, successful in both love and business, wearing handmade suits and brand watches, with the aura and confidence to succeed, knowing the world is high but not afraid, and at the peak of his life. Occasionally, he is rebellious and insignificant, which is completely understandable.

"Why don't you go to the table next to us?" The seemingly taciturn second uncle suddenly spoke up. "The young man is upright and upright, and he does things in a very disciplined and polite manner. He is a good person and someone you can trust. Come back later and give him a toast. Just enjoy yourself today."

What does it mean?

What is this nonsense?

Ask our little blue dragon from Edogawa to sit at the same table with those kids and drink fruit juice and coconut milk together?

The brutal workplace drinking parties he normally attends involve millions or even tens of millions of dollars in gold. How can he not be able to handle such small scenes that are commonplace at home?