Masahito Nanjo's expression changed immediately.
Honami Nanjo went on to say: "Western-style hand kisses don't match my kimono. And my grandpa is a very traditional person, he doesn't like the Western etiquette."
This is true, so Honami spoke uprightly.
Now even Masahiro Nanjo can't say anything more on this issue, he can only forcefully skip this link: "Uh, it's raining outside, please come inside, my father has been waiting in the main hall for a long time."
Honami also cooperated with her father and invited two distinguished guests into the house.
A group of people entered the house and were quickly led to the hall where Nanjo Hiroshi was waiting.
As soon as he saw Senator Asakura, Hiroshi Nanjo got up and said, "The old man's legs and feet are not very good, and he is far away."
"It's all right." Senator Asakura immediately became polite.
While the adults were greeting each other, Honami guided Asakura Yasujun to his place.
Then Honami sat down next to Asakura Yasujun, completely ignoring her father's instructions, and kept a distance between men and women.
The servant brought the tea, and Honami assumed her responsibility for the time being, and was responsible for putting the tea in front of Yasun Asakura.
Then she started drinking tea by herself.
Yasun Asakura glanced at the adults who were still exchanging greetings, squinted at the beauty beside him, and said, "Miss Nanjo, what do you usually like?"
"I like to be quiet." Honami replied without hesitation.
She does like being quiet—of course, when the Kendo club is active, it is commonplace to shout loudly as a sports club, but this does not conflict with Honami's liking for being quiet.
Asakura Yasujun looked embarrassed.
It may be that the refusal was too obvious and did not conform to the policy of "curve to save the country" agreed with Suzuki, so Honami took the initiative to add: "Just kidding. I like kendo."
"Well, I like kendo too, I practiced it for a year in high school..."
Just when Asakura Yasunari was about to start his own story, it seemed that the adults had finished their greetings, and the engagement process was about to continue.
Masahito Nanjo turned his head and waved to Honami, motioning for the two young men to come over.
Honami put down the tea she had only taken two sips of and stood up, walking over with her head held high.
Yasun Asakura hurriedly stood up and caught up with her.
**
The engagement ceremony was actually very simple, and it was over quickly.
Although it is only an engagement, it also shows that the Nanjo Foundation and Representative Asakura have formed an offensive and defensive alliance, and they will advance and retreat together on many issues in the future.
After finishing the business, it is naturally the banquet.
Rather, the banquet is the most important thing, and both sides hope to further deepen their understanding of the new allies at the banquet.
A Japanese-style banquet is not like in China where everyone sits around a large table with a glass turntable and eats happily together.
They all use a small table that can only be used by one person or two people. Such a table is placed in front of each person, and the food is continuously served while eating.
Honami Nanjo and Yasujun Asakura were naturally assigned a table for two.
Before entering the table, Masahiro Nanjo once again seized the opportunity to tell his daughter: Come closer!
Not only that, but during the process of taking the seat, Honami could always feel her father looking at her.
She could only reluctantly get a little closer to Asakura Yasujun.
Asakura Yasujun looked very happy, and took the initiative to move a little closer to Honami.
Honami tilted her body unconsciously to avoid touching Asakura Yasun with her shoulder.
"Miss Honami," Asakura Yasujun asked politely, "Is it my illusion that you are hiding from me?"
"It's your illusion." Honami replied immediately.
At this time Nanjo Zhengren raised his glass: "Let's tie the knot between the Nanjo family and the Asakura family, cheers!"
Honami wanted to jump out and remind her father that she wasn't married yet, just engaged.
But in the end she controlled her impulse.
For some reason, she felt that the desire in her heart to make a fuss regardless of it was getting stronger and stronger.
Honami Nanjo glanced at the butler Suzuki standing silently behind her grandfather, suppressed the impulse in her heart, picked up the wine glass filled with fruit juice, and toasted with everyone.
After the toast, Masahiro Nanjo continued: "Next, I will invite my daughter to play a piano piece to cheer everyone up!"
In this way, the process of the banquet went back one by one, and soon everyone became a little drunk.
"Honami!" Asakura Yasuzu was drunk, grabbed Honami's hand which was cutting steak, "You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen!"
Honami was about to respond when Asakura Yasujun fell in her direction—
Honami quickly blocked him and supported him without letting others fall on her.
"That's great, I like this kind of woman who can support a man the most." Asakura Yasuzu said with a smile.
The smell of alcohol exhaled from Asakura Yasun's mouth was also mixed with a smell of swill - he should have vomited once when he went to the toilet just now.
This made Honami feel the urge to vomit.
She had to push Yasun Asakura's face aside to prevent the alcohol from spraying on her face.
"Don't be so unfeeling, you are my fiancée!" Asakura Yasujun yelled, and then stretched his right hand to Honami's knee—
Honami slapped his hand away.
"It's too much, Honami-chan!" Asakura Yasujun wanted to repeat the old trick again.
This time, Honami aimed at his face and slapped him.
There was a very loud snap. After all, Honami practiced kendo, and her basic strength was very strong.
Yasun Asakura's upper body was twisted nearly 180 degrees.
For a moment, the entire banquet hall fell silent.
Everyone is looking this way.
Masahito Nanjo was furious and shouted, "Honami! Apologize!"
Honami glanced at her father, stood up—
This gave her enough space to swing her arms round and use the strength of her waist—and then slapped Chao Cang Kangchun on the face.
The councilman's second son was just slammed onto the table, and his face fell directly into the vegetable salad plate.
After beating Honami, she looked around the room and said loudly: "Such a guy, someone told me that he has a good character? If he can harass me by being drunk, he will definitely harass the subordinates at his workplace. College girls!"
"Shut up!" Masahiro Nanjo slapped the table hard and stood up, "That's because you are her fiancée! How could Mr. Asakura's son harass other women? Kneel down for me! Mr. Asakura, Mr. Kang Chunjun Apologize!"
For the first time since Honami Nanjo was born, she glared at her father.
She felt that a powerful force was rolling in her chest, about to break through her chest and rush out.
Forbearance and forbearance, just in order not to mess up the big conspiracy, you must be taken advantage of by a man you don't like
It's not that I, Honami Nanjo, think too highly of myself, even if this man is as badass as he is, he deserves it
Over the years, I've given up so many things I love, and made so many compromises, for this thing
I have put in so much sweat, learned so many things, cultivated my body and cultivated my character, but this is what I was waiting for in the end
I can't say a word of romance, I can't do a handsome gentleman's behavior, I only have a face-this face is not my thing!
That's it? That's it
All the dissatisfaction, all the regrets surged from the depths of the sea of memory and gathered into strong emotions.
With such emotions, Honami Nanjo walked out from behind the table and came to the middle of the banquet hall.
Then she knelt down in the direction of her father Nanjo Masahin and her mother Nanjo Ai, with her three fingers together and her forehead touching the ground.
"I'm sorry, Mom and Dad, thank you for your kindness in nurturing. Today, my daughter will be unfilial!"
Nanjo Masahiro was in a bad mood, he was about to say something when his daughter stood up like a spring.
Honami Nanjo flicked her arm, and deftly dropped half of the collar of the kimono, exposing her right shoulder and arm—this is convenient for movement.
Immediately afterwards, she rushed towards the servant who was holding the ritual sword for the performance—as planned, it was time to perform the sword dance.
With a crisp sound, the long sword was unsheathed, and the shining blade reflected the light of the chandelier on the ceiling.
Honami Nanjo slashed at the desk in front of Senator Asakura, and the unsharp blade directly smashed Kocho, who was holding wine, in half.
In Japan, that meant breaking the alliance.
Looking at the wine plate that was split in half, Honami smiled, because she had never been so happy since she was born.
"This marriage," she announced loudly, "I'm not engaged!"