April 22nd (土) [AM 9:40]
I headed to Shibuya Station Plaza with Kishimoto whom I met on the subway since morning.
There is a statue of Hachiko that Tojo and Sakamoto had an appointment with.
“Wow! Hachiko-san! It’s a pity I didn’t see this yesterday!”
Kishimoto, who said that he had come to follow me, spoke loudly with a lively voice.
At first glance, she looked like a foreigner who came to visit, and the eyes of passersby were focused on her.
Now, considering that the season is spring, her outfit looked quite hot.
A well-dressed Kotori beige Barbary coat, bright blonde hair flowing through a white floppy hat, leopard print sunglasses and a mask.
It’s definitely a cliché for a tailgating outfit, but why doesn’t it fit well?
In fact, except for the mask here, it was stylish enough that it would not be strange to see it in a fashion magazine.
Is this why it is said that the completion of fashion is the face?
Kishimoto tilted his head and said as I was judging her attire like a former reader model.
“But would Ryu-chan be okay with just that? If it were me, even from a distance, I would recognize Ryu-chan.”
“It’s different from you, who is small, so this is enough for me.”
As I answered, I pressed the hoodie over my head a little deeper.
Anyway, for my size, I couldn’t avoid the suspicion of wearing clothes that were different from usual.
So, I was thinking of keeping the disguise to a minimum and doing it physically.
We got out a little earlier than the appointment time we had heard from Tojo and sat under the shade of a tree, chatting while sharing a box of coffee and donuts for breakfast, and found a familiar face walking in the distance.
‘behind!’
Kishimoto hurriedly bows his head, and me hides behind a tree because of his large size.
Fortunately, Tojo, perhaps unaware of our existence, crossed the crowd and headed towards Hachiko-san.
“Mom, what are you doing?”
“Oh, boy! I’m sorry! I’m sorry! My child doesn’t know what to do!”
When a child points at me hiding behind a tree, the old woman apologizes with a disgusted expression and runs away with the child.
Perhaps they saw it, the passers-by whose footsteps speeded up for some reason.
“……”
I didn’t do anything, but I feel like I’m hurting something.
***
Following Tojo, who came out slightly earlier than the original appointment time, Sakamoto rushed out from the subway station.
I checked the time on my phone and it was 9:55.
Fortunately, the main character was not so ignorant as to come out just in time for the appointment.
“Sorry! Tojo! Did you wait so long?!”
“No, I have just arrived. Don’t worry about it.”
Finally the first meeting.
Yesterday, Tojo had already challenged him and showed him a face with makeup, but perhaps because this is the first time seeing him in plain clothes, Sakamoto, who barely raised his head while gasping for breath, was instantly surprised by Tojo’s incredibly beautiful appearance. lost my mind
“…pretty.”
Perhaps he was muttering unintentionally, but maybe it was because he was right in front of him, Tojo heard those words.
“… well, thank you.”
Her face turns red like a ripe apple, probably because it was the first time she had heard that she was pretty by someone who wanted to look good.
First of all, the atmosphere looked incredibly good.
At first glance, they looked like a high school couple with a fresh atmosphere.
“Hey, would you like a cup of tea then? We’ll have to talk a bit to find a place for a date.”
“Okay. Let’s do that.”
I wonder if Kishimoto’s positive advice while eating a hamburger yesterday had an effect, Tojo led skillfully and headed to a cafe near the station with Sakamoto.
“Ryu-chan! Let’s chase it!”
“okay.”
I threw the finished donut box and coffee cup in the trash, and went into the cafe with Kishimoto.
***
April 22nd (土) [AM 9:55]
“That bastard! How dare you make my daughter wait for five minutes?!”
“Calm down! Chairman!”
Naoto, who seems to run away with sashimi at any moment, and the executives of the Dongseongkai who stop him.
Naoto Tojo, the 6th president of the Dongseongkai, and eight key executives followed Karen Tojo, who left the mansion early in the morning, and followed them to Shibuya Station Plaza.
They were now disguised in various clothes so as not to be noticed by her, and in the case of Naoto Tojo, he was wearing a long wig to cover his characteristic short hair.
However, there was something they didn’t realize, that no matter how disguised they were, a group of nine men who were disproportionately large would attract attention whether they liked it or not.
Even more so if they are uncles with a harsh impression who will show the bitter taste of the organization.
After Karen Tojo and Ryuji Sakamoto met and went into a cafe to have a cup of tea, Naoto and the eight executives all folded the newspapers in their hands and jumped up from the bench.
The people around them disperse quickly because they look like yakuza who are going to fight with other organizations.
Police officers patrolling near the station were also keeping a close eye on them and communicating with them.
Sento Osamu, the brain of the organization and an elite yakuza, noticed this before anyone else and reported it to Naoto Tojo.
“Chairman, a pig has appeared.”
“What! Already?!”
“I think it’s because the nine of us are crowding around, so it’s not that we stand out more…”
“Then what would you like to do?”
“Excluding the chairman, there are only eight people, so I think it would be better to follow up with two people in pairs.”
“After all, Sentoya! The brain of our organization!”
“Fufu, you’re exaggerating. That’s not a big deal.”
As Sento Osamu said so and pushed up his glasses with his middle finger, Naoto nodded and said to the other executives.
“Then, from now on, according to Sento’s strategy, we will move in pairs!”
“Yes!”
As soon as Naoto’s orders were issued, the executives dispersed in pairs.
When all the executives were scattered and only Osamu Sento, the brain of the organization, and Takeyama of Naoto’s right arm ‘Shishan’, were left, he nodded and held out a fist to Takeyama.
“Are you ready? Trial?”
“Of course. Blood.”
The first and second leaders of the organization, which formed a brother-in-law relationship by sharing a glass of wine together, hurriedly moved to their seats following Karen Tojo as they entered the cafe.
***
April 22nd (土) [AM 10:15]
Tojo and Sakamoto went into the cafe to set up today’s date while drinking a cup of tea, and we followed them into the cafe and sat in a corner that was as inconspicuous as possible.
Contrary to the easy-going appearance I usually show, I was spying on Sakamoto, who is having a fairly normal conversation with Tojo, who is very shy today, from a distance, and the waitress at the cafe asked me in a very cautious voice.
“Hey… customer? What would you like to order?”
Then Kishimoto, who was in the middle of a snowball fight with the menu board, raised his hand and said,
“I love this special Jumbo Strawberry Parfait!”
“Wait, can you eat it all by yourself?”
I don’t know when the two of them will leave the cafe, but I ordered a size too big.
Then Kishimoto tilted his head and asked, as if wondering.
“Ryu-chan, can’t you eat the whole parfait at the cafe?”
When I asked the question too boldly, I had nothing to say.
“…I’ll have tapioca milk tea, please.”
“Yes. One special jumbo strawberry parfait and one tapioca milk tea.”
The waitress takes the order and goes back.
I thought I could take a breather then, so I was secretly spying on the two of them sitting by the window when suddenly two men came into the cafe.
They looked around and beckoned when they found the waitress who just took our order and was heading towards the counter.
“Girl, give me a drink from the best thing here.”
“I’m iced Americano.”
what? Did you even play early football around here?
The two of them, who gave the impression of being alien to anyone, went into a corner and sat down.
At first, I thought it just ended here, but one after another, men with bad looks enter the store in pairs.
… what? What is happening?
As I was looking at the counter with a shocked expression, Kishimoto, who was searching for something on his smartphone, said in amazement at the constant ringing of the bell.
“There are a lot of guests here, right?”
“Huh? Uh huh.”
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My intuition was telling me.
Those guys are related to Tojo Karen.
Probably because one of the last three people who came in had red hair like blood.
“Wow! They say there are dolphins in the Sunshine City Aquarium! If you go today, you must see it!”
I expressed my deep regret for Tojo’s date, which was expected to be difficult no matter how he looked at it.