Tokyo International Airport, Ota-ku, Tokyo, Japan.
Nozomi Hoshikawa was waiting in a panic at the international immigration hall. She was asked by her family to come to the airport to pick up someone, an old man.
Hoshikawa Nozomi looked through the photos in her hand, frowning with a lot of doubts. She is 17 years old this year. As a young star who has just debuted in the group, she should go to a dinner with the partner's manager tonight with her agency agent, but
This matter was cancelled, and the partner should have needed compensation or explanation, but the minister sent her a letter of authorization asking her to receive it well.
Such a wretched fat man who is so full of fighting spirit that most of the idols in the agency are afraid of him will have a fearful day.
She suddenly felt that this old man was beyond recognition.
A man with dyed yellow hair walked over, wearing a loose coat, carelessly carrying a complicated and heavy silver pendant, with a Yaksha tattoo on his wrist. If he was holding a baseball bat in his hand, he would be a complete gangster.
The man hugged Xingchuan Nozomi: "Who are you waiting for? Waiting for me? Beautiful beauty."
"I hope you can show respect!" Xingchuan Xi said.
"If you were waiting for your boyfriend, I would take you from his hand, but you look familiar..." The man stared at Nozomi Hoshikawa, who was wearing a hat and sunglasses, "I think I will...
It should be very profitable."
Nozomi Hoshikawa was quite disgusted. Not only was she a mixed race, but she had also learned common self-defense methods in her family. She was about to take action when she pushed the man away with her big hands, and then hugged Nozomi Hoshikawa affectionately around her waist.
"Didn't you hear her say she didn't want to?" Tang Hao handed over the passport, "The person she's waiting for is me, not you. If you want to rob it, it's better to bring your father over here instead of you alone."
"Old man, who are you?" the man said angrily.
"Tang Hao, the person you want to pick up."
Xingchuan Xi looked at the smiling old man in surprise. He seemed to still not understand the current situation.
She was indeed sent by her family to pick her up, but they only sent her. When she came, she even took a taxi. The elders in the family said that he didn't like ostentation. She only knew that she was the only one who came, so why did he still come?
Are you talking about you? Did he also recognize that yellow-haired man as the airport pick-up staff?
But what surprised Xingchuan Xi even more was that the yellow-haired man took a step forward, picked up Tang Hao's suitcase and bent down, with a tremor in his voice: "Is it Vice Principal Tang Hao?"
"I remember Tokugawa Rai contacted me and said that there was only a little beauty who picked up the plane. Here, this is the photo that Tokugawa Rai sent me." Tang Hao showed the photo on his phone to the two of them. It was an artistic photo without a hat and sunglasses.
, he could recognize Xingchuan Xilai simply because of the mole on her mouth, "Who are you?"
"Inuguchi Yukishi." The yellow-haired man waved to the person who was still looking for him in the distance, "The Inuguchi family of the Yaqi group welcomes the vice principal!"
"Baqi Group? I am an accomplice of the Hundred Demons League, and Gao Ercai has contact with your Baqi Group." Tang Hao glanced at the gathered group in black, "And you scared our little beauty."<
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"Yes, I deserve to die!"
"Can she go with me? I prefer to sit with beautiful women."
"Of course, we will ensure the safety of you and the vice-principal."
"Come on, the only one who can protect me is Gao Er, and none of you can." Tang Hao withdrew his hand, revealing a round gap at his waist.
Gunma Prefecture."
Inuguchi Yukishi's face flushed with excitement: "Yes, that is a good place for racing."
"Qiu Mingshan, I used to drive there. You should drive your own car to pick me up..." Tang Hao said.
"Yes, a modified GTR, please allow me to guide you."
Tang Hao patted Xingchuan Xi's soft hand in his arm, and the two of them walked in front of themselves. If they looked at each other alone, they looked like a pair of grandparents, in perfect harmony among the bustling tourists, but Tang Hao behaved
More like a spider about to prey, the butterfly is already in his hand.
The people behind them in uniforms perfectly set off the nobility of the two people. Tourists who come to Japan know that Japan is a country with many gang organizations, and people who work at the airport also know it, but this is also the first time they have seen it.
On the highway.
Tang Hao glanced at the Hummer convoy leading the way, stretched out his left hand and placed it on Xingchuan Xi's trembling little hand.
"You shouldn't agree." Xingchuan Xi looked at Tang Hao through his sunglasses.
"I don't think they will let me go. It was like this 70 years ago, and it will still be like this even after 70 years." Tang Hao kicked the accelerator.
"70 years ago?"
"I stood on the defeated Japanese soil as the representative of the Allied forces' victory. It was in Yokohama. Then Gore and I went to Chiba. The founding place of your Hyakki League was in Chiba. It was organized and established by us.
The Japanese Mixed Race Alliance. But what we didn’t expect was that Japan actually had a mixed race organization called the Japanese Shogunate. Mixed race people all over the world have a common treaty and are not allowed to serve as leaders of any country or political party. But
This treaty was only established in modern times, and there is no such binding treaty for premature mixed-race alliances." Tang Hao pointed to the cigarette case on the dashboard, and Nozomi Xingchuan shook his head.
Tang Hao took out the cigarette and put it in his mouth. Xingchuan Xi took out a lighter from the storage compartment and lit it. In order to be considerate of the lady, Tang Hao lowered the car window. The hot and humid air was mixed with smoke, and Tang Hao looked into the distance.
Neon City: "After the disintegration of the Japanese shogunate, the mixed races formed their own parties with their own forces. The largest of them was the Yaqi-gumi, and Toba-in was established in 1844." "The period of the Meiji Restoration?" Nozomi Hoshikawa asked.
"No, Toba-in is a new mixed-race organization that existed in Japan before the Meiji Restoration and before the shogunate was disintegrated." Tang Hao said, "I am from the * country, but the * country has been enforcing a ban on mixed-race species since ancient times.
I don’t know who proposed and implemented the ban with many party members. The ban was not lifted until December 18, 1978. The Korean mixed-race organization had a mixed-race organization after September 1953... I have always felt that
There is something obstructing East Asia, but Japan is really surprising."
"...Toba-in." Nozomi Hoshikawa bit her lip.
She knew that the Hyakuki League was opposed to the Yaki-gumi and Toba-in, and that the Hyakuki League had the world's most outstanding mixed-race party as its backer, but she never expected that Toba-in would have such a world-best mixed-race party.
A historical component that all political parties are afraid of.
"We were kidnapped." Tang Hao laughed out loud.
Hoshikawa Nozomi nodded: "And it's a kidnapping from the Yaqi group. I should have called earlier. It's too late to do anything now."
"Call."
"Who do you want to call?"
"Tokugawa Yorisanin, the master of your family."
"Let him send people to rescue us?" Xingchuan Xi asked.
"No, ask him to prepare a tonkotsu ramen for me, put two eggs in it, and prepare a serving of Dassai sake."
"At this time, you still want to eat?" Xingchuan Nozomi was a little annoyed.
"They won't do anything to us. This is why I insist on bringing you here. As long as you are by my side, Japan's secret parties will not dare to do anything cruel. Behind me is Fang Steen, not only the United States, but also other countries
They are not willing to go against these behemoths." Tang Hao explained, "By the way, actually you don't need to use あなた, I have always spoken Japanese, do you think I will care about this kind of honorific? Call me by my first name.
Or use きみ. If it was Tokugawa Yori, I would probably use きさま."
Xingchuan Nozomi took off her sunglasses and took a mint-flavored candy from her pocket. She took off her high heels and put them aside. She chewed her teeth and smiled. At this time, she relaxed and became less nervous.
The little girl: "It would be great if my agent was the vice principal."
"What? Very handsome? Or very considerate? Are you going to be like in the fan comics, where the idol falls in love with the manager and is going to have a vigorous love affair with the manager?" Tang Hao exhaled smoke.
"It allows me to sleep peacefully in the car instead of being so nervous that I have to go home and lie in bed repeatedly checking the schedule for the next day."
"Are you tired?"
"It's very tiring. Being an idol is really tiring, especially in Japan."
"Much better than South Korea."
"Do you know Korean idols?"
"It's just a few records in the house. After all, we don't understand the happiness of Korean chaebols." Tang Hao smiled.
"Actually, it's similar in Japan, but it's not that serious." Nozomi Xingchuan pouted.
"Do you know the purpose of my coming to Japan?" Tang Hao asked.
Xingchuan Xi shook his head.
"Your life is to make money, to become famous, and to honor. I stood under the stage and watched you dance in hot pants, short skirts and navel-baring tops. I can feel your sweat and hard work." Tang Hao honked the horn.
, the harsh sound almost pierced the eardrums, and a strong thrust swept Xingchuan Nozomi's tiredness hundreds of meters away, "My life is to survive, and I am tired, but those old immortals won't let me