As the time approached two o'clock in the afternoon, Jingsuke sent off the customers in the store, stretched out a lot and loosened his bones.
Generally speaking, this time is relatively free. Jingsuke sat down and picked up the book on the table. This kind of leisurely feeling is not bad.
This morning, Daisuke said that he would go to the company to explain his work and ask for sick leave, and then he would go back to his residence to pack some clothes and move to Jingsuke's house.
Jingsuke didn't have time to take care of him, and said that it would be better if you never came back!
The wind bell rang, Jingsuke raised his head, but was slightly taken aback.
A man in black walked into the store, took off his sunglasses, and walked up to Jing Jie angrily, and said with a smile, "Boss Hamao, is the business going well?"
Jingsuke put the book down, stood up with a cold face, and without answering the man in black, went behind the counter and took out an envelope from the drawer and handed it over: "This is for this month."
The man in black took the envelope, opened it and looked at it, and said yin and yang, "You are very dedicated to that woman." Then he took out the banknotes in the envelope, "But... from this month onwards, I can have price goes up."
"Why?" Kyousuke frowned.
"That girlfriend of yours lent us another 3 million. This money... shouldn't you pay it back?"
Jingsuke was taken aback, bit his lip, and said in a low voice, "But I don't have any extra money now."
"No money, you still have this house." The man in black said, looking around.
"What's the meaning?"
"This house is mortgaged to us, and it can still be worth a few dollars."
"No!" Jingsuke firmly denied, "This is left to me by my parents, and I will never sell it!"
"Then... I'm sorry." The man in black tapped on the table meaningfully, "In your store, apart from these flowers, how many valuable things are there? Even if we emptied you here, it wouldn't be worth it. How much?"
The two were in a stalemate, and the wind bell rang again. Daisuke pulled his suitcase and pushed the door in, while complaining: "Mao, give me a key to your house later, I remembered that I couldn't open the door after I moved the things upstairs..."
Entering the door, Daisuke was also a little surprised by the posture in front of him. What are these two... doing? Or, who is this man in black...
When the man in black saw Daisuke, he was obviously much more shocked, and asked dubiously, "Master Watanabe?"
"It's me." Daisuke nodded, looked up and down the man in black, and raised his eyebrows suddenly: "Are you... from the Naito family?"
The Naito family is the largest underworld organization in Japan, and Daisuke has dealt with them because of business matters. The young master of the Naito family, Daisuke Naito, has more contact with Daisuke, and the two appreciate each other very much.
Speaking of which, Daisuke is strange. Daxi seems to be a simple and kind-hearted young man, but why did the old man of the Naito family hand over all the family affairs to this youngest grandson before his death
However, through several contacts, Daisuke also found that Naito is not as innocent and harmless as it seems on the surface, and he is indeed very capable. No matter the underworld or the white one, they have their own business. And just speaking of Naito Daiki, he is very loyal and a friend worth making.
"Yes." The man in black respectfully said, "Why is Master Watanabe here?"
"Oh, Kyosuke is my friend, I'll stay at his house for a few days." Daisuke said, walking around behind the counter and standing side by side with Kyosuke, putting his hand on his shoulder, showing a very intimate look.
This time, Kyousuke didn't shake off his face, and looked up at Daisuke's expressionless face. That person called him just now, Watanabe... Master? !
Is this man a young master? No wonder he looks so arrogant!
The man in black smiled: "So that's the way it is, so the little ones don't bother. I also ask Mr. Watanabe to take some time to talk with Mr. Daxi."
"Well, tell your young master to wait for my call."
Watching the man in black leave, Daisuke's hand still rested on Jingsuke's shoulder, and he frowned and asked, "What's going on?"
Jingsuke pouted: "What's going on."
"How could you provoke those people?" Daisuke wondered, "You honestly open your flower shop, what's your relationship with them?"
"Do you want to take care of it?!" Rolling his eyes unhappily, Kyousuke squeezed Daisuke's hand on his shoulder and threw it away like a bedbug.
"Why don't you know good people!" He obviously helped him just now, why didn't he even get a "thank you"
He took out the spare key from the drawer and handed it to Daisuke. Kyousuke said impatiently, "Remember to return it to me when you leave my house!"
On the second day of staying at Kyosuke's house, Daisuke was finally full.
"Mao, the craftsmanship is really good." Daisuke exclaimed as he lay down on the bed like the uncle.
Jingsuke didn't even bother to say "thank you for the compliment", and he didn't know whether it was because he cooked too deliciously or because the young master had too much food.
Alas... I originally thought that the leftovers from tonight would be enough for two people to make do with it tomorrow morning, but I didn't expect that...
"What do you want to eat tomorrow morning? I'll go out and buy it." Kyousuke asked as he washed the dishes.
"Well..." Daisuke thought about it carefully, "Eat noodles, it's more convenient."
"Then it's not more convenient for you to eat instant noodles directly!" Jingsuke whispered softly.
Hearing Kyousuke's low complaint, Daisuke smiled and didn't want to care. This child's dissatisfied appearance is particularly cute. For some unknown reason, Daisuke likes to make children stare and pout.
"By the way, why haven't you mentioned your parents for so long? You don't live together?" Daisuke asked curiously.
"Oh, they are all dead." Kyousuke replied lightly.
Daisuke was stunned for a moment, then said slowly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."
"It's okay, it's over." Kyousuke didn't care too much about putting away the washed dishes. "It's fine to live alone now."
Daisuke pinched his chin thoughtfully, and the scene at the flower shop this afternoon resurfaced in front of him.
How on earth did Kyosuke provoke the underworld... It seems that he should find out.
While Kyosuke entered the bathroom to take a shower, Daisuke took a moment to call Naito.
"Hello? Miso?" The phone was connected after a while, and Naito's unique cute and cute voice came from there.
"Daxi, long time no see." Daisuke smiled, "Something happened today, did your subordinates tell you?"
"Yeah, I didn't expect you and that Hamao Kyosuke to be friends?"
"Well, we just met." Although the awkward little guy thinks that the two of them are not friends... = = Well, this is a digression, "Why did you stare at him?"
"I also asked my subordinate to report it today. He said that it was because a woman borrowed usury loans from us and couldn't repay it, so she found her boyfriend."
Daisuke raised his eyebrows, it seemed that the problem was with the woman...
To say that before the two of them didn't break up, the little guy Jingsuke paid her debts for her. That was one willing to fight and the other willing to suffer, and he was not qualified to control them.
But now that both of them have broken up, Jingsuke is not obliged to pay her debts, right? But... that kid doesn't seem to have any intention of rejecting it, it seems... a little too kind.
"How much did the woman borrow?"
"Three times before and after, a total of 5 million."
"Daxi, put the money in my account. I'll ask Kohiro to transfer the money to your account tomorrow."
"Since it's a friend of Dae-chan, then forget it." Naito said cheerfully, "Don't worry, no one will bother your friend again in the future."
"Don't, how can I repay such a big favor?" Daisuke smiled, "Besides, how can you, the boss, explain to the brothers under your command?"
"Um... That's fine. Next time we have dinner together, I'll invite you."
"No problem, contact me again."
The next day, Kyosuke did not see Daisuke for another day.
Cooked noodles for him in the morning, and then he went out. Anyway, he has arms and legs, and he is probably mentally sound, so he shouldn't get lost.
In the afternoon, Kyousuke sat behind the counter reading a book as usual, and looked at the other chair in front of him, and suddenly... a little not used to it.
It's only been a week, why does it seem like... I'm used to a man sitting in that position, either texting or calling on the phone, or making fun of myself. Don't get angry when you are ignored and contradicted by yourself, continue to make fun of yourself next time, and so on and over again...
For a long time, no one has been like him, so close to his side, breaking into his peaceful life.
I thought I should reject him very much, whether it was his ex-girlfriend's sex, his arrogant character, or his domineering kiss.
But... His arrival did bring him warmth.
It seems that when my parents were still alive, they affectionately called me "Mao", watched TV with me, and smiled gratified when they ate the delicious food they made.
It's been a long time since I felt like home...