Ito Renshumaru sighed in his heart, opened his eyes and said, "Search for a time to inform Mie of this matter. Justice and righteous people, you can also find some information about Kanagawa's suitable young masters and help Mie choose a suitable candidate."

Ito Masahiro did not delay for a moment. So that night, Ito Mie learned from her father that she was getting engaged. The first thought that she was going to ask her mother for help!

"Mother, what should I do? I don't want to get married yet, so I don't want to get engaged!" Mie Ito said in a crying voice.

Ito Kumiko was dark and tightly pinched the cigarette rod in her hand. Unexpectedly, her father would marry Mie so early. If Mie married someone else's family before inheriting Guiqi, she would never have the chance to inherit the Ito family. She came up with such a wonderful idea...

Thinking of this, Ito Kumiko's face became a little gloomy again. But even if she talked about it, her father would not change his mind. The Ito family is now in a low tide. If the views of the Ito family are not changed again, the famous swords conference in that year will not play much role even if Mie inherits the Guiqi...

Just when Ito Kumiko was still thinking carefully, Ito Mie suddenly said firmly: "If you have to get engaged, then I have to choose my own engagement!"

Ito Kumiko was stunned for a moment, and looked at Mie's expression of burning her boats, and suddenly she had an idea. She turned to a smile and said, "Do you already have a good candidate in your heart? Whose young master is it?"

When Mie Ito was asked this, she suddenly turned red and said in a low voice: "It's... Brother Jingshi..."

Ito Kumiko smiled slightly. It was indeed the boy of the Yukimura family. She had always been dissatisfied with Mie's relationship with Yukimura Sei-shi, but she was afraid that Mie would be influenced by feelings and shakes her determination to inherit the Ito family. However, now it seems that Mie likes Yukimura, it is not entirely a disadvantage. Perhaps, she can use Mie's feelings for Yukimura to postpone Mie's marriage...

"Since you have someone you like and the other person's family background is not bad, then I'll go and talk about this with your grandfather!"

"Really?" Miei raised her head and asked with joy.

"Of course! You are my mother's only daughter, and of course I hope you can be happy!" Ito Kumiko looked at Mie with a gentle smile.

"Thank you, mother!" Mie lowered her head shyly, her eyes full of joy.

At this moment, the members of the tennis team who are planning to hold a gathering with Qingxue Bingdi will be held before the end of the holiday. They are completely unaware of the Ito family's decision.

After hanging up the phone in his hand, Yukimura showed a look of anticipation. Last time, the three-school mixed game in the tennis court was too short, and no one could enjoy it. Moreover, he wanted to play Ryuma before returning to the United States, so he planned this five-day stay. First, it was for everyone to fight happily, and second, it was also hoped that he would be in a good state when joining the high school club after school started.

As soon as he received the notification from Hesu, Buer immediately called Yingji.

"Eiji, have you received a call from Tezuka?" Fuji asked with a rare direct answer.

"Are you asking about the accommodation? I have received a notice just now! The three schools are really looking forward to the accommodation together, meow!" Yingji said excitedly.

"What I'm talking about! However, the place we are going to visit this time is like we were with our seniors once in the first grade of middle school!" Bu Er began to guide Eiji's thoughts without any trace.

"I heard what you said... it seems like I've been to me! Moreover, the conditions in the tennis court there seem to be very good. When we were in the first grade of junior high school, we were just logistics and had no chance to play on the court. This time we finally had a chance to me!"

Listening to Eiji's more excited voice, Buji smiled softer.

"Yes! I don't know if the old lady there is still there. When we went last time, she was already very old..."

Buji's voice seemed to be trapped in some beautiful memories. However, Eiji on the phone felt like a basin of ice water poured down from his head, which instantly wiped out all his enthusiasm.

"No, Bu Er, the old lady you mentioned is not the one who is responsible for cooking..."

"Ah! Eiji, do you still remember that old lady?" Fuji said in a pretentious surprise.

"Of course... remember..." When Eiji recalled the old lady, he felt his stomach start to turn.

"Speaking of this, it seems that the only old lady is responsible for cooking in that stadium, and she is so old. This time, so many people are going together, I'm really worried that she will be too busy..."

Yingji's eyes lit up, and a trace of hope ignited in his heart.

"Then, what if you can't be busy?"

"Well... I remember, there seems to be a small kitchen at the back of the court. If you can bring a manager over there, you might help us solve this problem. Unfortunately, our tennis department has never had a manager..."

Yingji smiled more and more happily here, and quickly said, "Leave the manager's affairs to me, I will find the most suitable person!"

After hanging up Buer's phone number, Ying Er immediately dialed Taocheng's number.

"Taocheng, have you received a call from Tezuka?"

"We were notified to go to the accommodation! I received it! I didn't expect that the seniors who still had a chance to stay together, it was great!"

Hearing Taocheng's excited voice, the cute Ying Er turned black in an instant.

"Taocheng, I have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to listen to first?"

"Do you have multiple choice?" Taocheng grabbed his hair: "I'll choose good news!"

Ying Er grinned on the phone: "The good news is that we have been to the place where we stayed this time. The tennis equipment there is super awesome!"

"Really?" Taocheng's voice suddenly increased eighth: "It's so great. You must ask your seniors for advice!"

"But there is still bad news!" Yingji said with his finger.

"Ah! What is that bad news?" Taocheng was now completely immersed in his vision of the future. When he heard Ying Er say that there was bad news, he asked casually.

Yingji suddenly sneered, and then deliberately said in a low and dark tone: "The bad news is that the only old lady in charge of cooking at the Hectao location, her cooking skills can be described in one word, that is..."

"What, what?" Taocheng swallowed nervously.

"That's it, it's like dry juice..." When Eiji said this, his stomach began to have that churning desire again...

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"But... I will die if I eat a dish like dry juice..."
Chapter completed!