The most common protagonist in Japanese comics is a high school student, followed by a police officer. Yuki often reads some comics and has always been a bit yearning to be a police officer, especially a criminal police officer. Kitahara Shuji knows this, but he is very sure about it.
The fool made a mistake again - after winning the Hagar Championship, they will recently participate in some publicity activities, many of which are for charity, including invitations from the Aichi Prefecture Police Headquarters.
He first took out a handkerchief and wiped Xueli's mouth. The guy had just eaten a big meal and the corners of his mouth were still oily. Then he patiently explained: "Don't think too much, we are just going to play police for a day, punishing evil and promoting good."
It has nothing to do with us."
"Ah, isn't it serious?"
"No, I'm just going to be a mascot for a day, similar in nature to the 'Koban Police Department'." Kitahara Shuji took out his mobile phone, searched the official website of the Aichi Prefectural Police, and then showed her the cartoon image of the Koban Police Department, which is the Aichi Prefectural Police.
——A bird police officer designed based on the wooden dodder. It is so funny that its posters are all over the streets of Nagoya.
Xueli understood a little bit, and stared closely at the funny "Bird Police Department". After a moment, she was disappointed: "Can't you participate in solving the case?"
"cannot."
"Can't you reason?"
"cannot."
“Can’t people be arrested in the name of justice?”
"cannot!"
Xueli pursed her lips tightly, her cheeks bulging, and then she let out a sigh of relief. She was extremely disappointed and said: "There is no place for heroes, so there is no point in that!"
"Just think of visiting the police station for a day." Kitahara Shuji comforted him. At least this kind of thing looks good when written on a student's resume. It can be regarded as an enthusiastic participation in public welfare activities. Yukiri nodded obediently, and then his ears moved.
I moved, my head turned around like a radar, and I found that the chef over there was starting to perform barbecue live. The iron plate was sizzling, and I was immediately happy again, "Hidetsu, let's go eat barbecue?"
Kitahara Hideji saw Suzuki Noki coming over, smiled at Xueli and said: "Go by yourself and eat more."
"Okay, Shuji." Yuki turned around and left. Suzuki Nozomi walked over slowly and looked at Yuki's back without paying attention. She didn't care how much Yuki ate. She took a cup and gave Kitahara Shuji a kiss.
He touched and said with a smile: "Cheers to victory!"
"For victory!" Kitahara Shuji took a sip of ice tea, then looked around at the lively scene in the hall, feeling slightly comfortable in his heart - winning is indeed better than losing, even in games!
Suzuki Noki stayed with him for a while and said casually: "Our brewery is almost completed. When will you have time to take a look?"
"Is it finished?"
"Everything needed has been installed according to your wishes, so it's done!" Nozomi Suzuki held the wine glass elegantly and looked around the hall, but her face was covered by the shadow of the pillar, like someone invisible behind the scenes.
The murderer - her eyes finally fell on Fuyumi, who was queuing up with her younger siblings to receive barbecue.
Kitahara Hideji lowered his head and pondered for a moment. He calculated the time and found that it was already the end of August, which was not a good time for brewing. He then said, "I'll let Haruna go a few times to help Mr. An Yun brew a few small batches of old rice on a small scale."
Next time, wash away the odor of the brewing equipment, and wait until the autumn for serious brewing... By the way, have the share transfer and patent been completed?"
Suzuki Nozomi nodded: "It's done. We have an exclusive patent for fifteen years. Anyone who dares to steal the sake mother will be sued to death. But do we really want to give Haruna 15% of the shares? In fact, it doesn't matter if you just say a word and call her for free.
Relationship, at most I can give her a high hourly wage."
If it were her place, Haruna would have been exploited to death. At most, she could just be coaxed more often. There is no need to pay such a high price.
Kitahara Shuji glanced at her sideways and said with a smile: "I don't have time to go to brewing. I usually rely on her to supervise the production and control the quality. And although there is a patent, I can only rest assured if she holds the core brewing yeast, so she
You deserve a share."
He doesn't want to do things like Nozomi Suzuki. If he works like Nozomi Suzuki, he will be alone in the family after a short time. Money is never the main product of a career. If you do things well, you will naturally have money. If you want to do things well, you have to rely on yourself.
One person will never be able to do it alone.
The 15% that Haruna got was divided from Kitahara Shuji's shares. As long as he was happy, Suzuki Noki had nothing to do. She changed the topic and said with a smile: "I heard that Short Winter Melon burned down the kitchen?"
"The information is very good!"
"Ill-informed people have long since swallowed her up." Suzuki Noki watched Fuyumi hitting Natsori Kasa's head with a spoon and shook her head repeatedly: "She can't leave the hall or enter the kitchen. What do you like about her?"
The two of us are a perfect couple, right? Look at us now, standing together in the corner of the hall, looking down at the mediocre people below with a condescending attitude. We are definitely the golden couple and the best partner in the future.
Kitahara Shuji also set his sights on Fuyumi and smiled: "My family is my absolute priority. I want to be her family. It's that simple."
Suzuki Noki frowned slightly, then laughed, stretched out her hand and bent his arm: "I can also put you as my first priority!"
Kitahara Shuji looked sideways at her, smiled and said nothing, quickly pulled away his arm, and said with a smile: "It seems it's your turn to speak on stage, Coach Suzuki."
Suzuki Noki pulled him again: "Go with me!"
"No." Kitahara Shuji turned around and walked towards Fuyumi, "Winning is enough for me. I don't need to be in the limelight. You can do your best!"
Suzuki Noki wanted to catch up, but at this time the lights in the hall dimmed, leaving only the chandelier in the center of the ceiling to shine. Thousands of artificial crystals refracted the light, making the hall feel like a dream for a while, and then the spotlight turned.
After a few laps, I found Nozomi Suzuki in the corner of the hall, and An Yunai stood next to the winning shield and shouted enthusiastically: "Please welcome Coach Suzuki and give a speech!"
Applause rang out, and Kitahara Shuji disappeared in the darkness. Suzuki Noki felt lost for a moment, but immediately her face was filled with smiles, and she walked elegantly to the podium, but her heart was not very happy——
This blind boy still refuses to believe himself!
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The celebration party was lively all night before it was over. Kitahara Shuji returned home and went directly to the attic, opened the email Suzuki Noki sent him, and looked at the "entertainment" for the next few days.
Tomorrow I will accept the invitation from the Aichi Prefectural Police to be a publicity ambassador. Specifically, I will go to the Nagoya Higashi District Police Station. This will take a whole day.
The day after tomorrow is to go to the county government, mainly to cooperate with the Department of Science, Culture and Education to carry out a wave of publicity, and to accept interviews with several major newspapers. The day after tomorrow, I will go to the radio station to participate in a radio program, and in the afternoon and evening to the TV station to participate in a talk show and two variety shows respectively.
programme.
It takes three days in a row! In Japan, the influence of baseball is indeed much stronger than that of kendo. Last year, I won the Yulong Banner championship at this time, but there were no people at all. Compared with now, the attention is really in the sky.
Underground!
At least the official attention is far from that.
Kitahara Shuji was watching intently, but then he felt itchy on his neck and felt a little hairy in his heart. Suddenly he had the illusion that he had been ambushed by the Ronin swordsman in the [Meditation Battle]. He quickly turned his head to look at the entrance of the attic and found that half of his body was exposed in the snow.
His head was peeping there, which startled him, and he quickly asked: "Xueli, what's going on?"
Yuki asked respectfully: "Hideji, do you want some tea?"
Kitahara Shuji then saw that she was wearing a maid's lace headdress, and he couldn't help but asked curiously: "Are you playing the role of a maid?"
"Yes, Hidetsu!" He climbed up a little from the snow, his big eyes full of expectation: "Do you want tea?"
"Didn't your sister say she won't let you wear this dress?" Kitahara Shuji was even more surprised.
"She was taking a shower, and I asked her if she could wear it. She didn't say anything, and Haruna was already wearing it, so I thought I could wear it too." Yukiri answered and then asked again: "Hidetsuki, do you want some tea?"
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Kitahara Shuji looked at her helplessly, "Just wait to be beaten! And you are so professional when doing these unreasonable things, why the hell are you unwilling to study hard?"
He waved his hand and said, "Thank you, Xueli, I'm not thirsty."
Yuki retracted her head regretfully, while Kitahara Shuji continued to read emails, such as events, programs, etc. There are arrangements and scripts, and you need to know more or less about them to avoid making mistakes or being cheated, and you can't count on Yuki.
He does this, so he has to rely on himself.
He looked at it for another two minutes and felt itchy on the side of his neck again. He could only turn his head again and found that half of Xueli's head was exposed at the entrance of the attic again. He could only ask helplessly: "Is there anything else, Xueli?"
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"Hideji, do you want a late-night snack?"
"I don't want to eat." Kitahara Hideji replied. He had just come back from the buffet and was very full.
Yuki retracted her head again, but Kitahara Shuji stared at the entrance of the corridor for dozens of seconds, and found that Yuki slowly stretched her head up again, but she stared at him without saying a word.
Kitahara Shuji looked at his funny girlfriend who was really at his wits end and sighed: "What on earth do you want to do?"
"Hideji, do you want some snacks?"
Kitahara Shuji was silent for a while, feeling that if Yuki was not allowed to have the addiction of being a maid, she would not be able to sleep peacefully, and you couldn't scold her - she cares about you so much, she would come to see if you need anything in two minutes, scold her
Does she still have humanity?
He lowered his head slightly and said, "Then please bring me some pea cakes, thank you!"
Yukiri was very happy and disappeared in a swish. Kitahara Shuji shook his head, is cosplay so fun? But as soon as he turned his head, Yukiri came back again and put a small plate on Kitahara Shuji's desk.
He let go, then stood aside with his hands tied, staring at him intently.
Did you jump from the second floor to the first floor and then fly up again? You can do it so fast? You actually know Qinggong, right? Kitahara Shuji couldn't complain, but he looked at the plate, then looked at the snow, and couldn't help but ask:
"Do you want to eat?"
Yuki stood there with her hands tied, really like a maid, but she slowly shook her head, and Kitahara Shuji immediately felt that her IQ was insulted - before you shake your head, can you wipe the snack residue from the corners of your mouth, and can you put away that hamster face?
stand up!
You must have at least stuffed three or four pieces into your mouth! My face is so stretched that it’s deformed. Do you think I’m stupid or blind?!
Yuki showed no shame under his gaze. She moved her mouth quickly but unobtrusively, then stretched her neck to swallow everything in her mouth, and then explained: "Hideji, my sister won't let me stay at night."
Eat snacks, worry about me getting fat... I won't eat, you will eat, and I will be happy just watching you eat."
Kitahara Shuji pressed his waist and felt his liver hurt, but there was really nothing he could do. Yukiri was watching eagerly next to him. He couldn't swallow it if he was a human, so he could only push the plate and said: "Let's eat together!"
After finishing the luxurious buffet, and then going home for snacks, what a wonderful life...
Xueli kept her eyebrows still, reached out and carefully picked up a piece, put it in her mouth, and said happily: "It's so sweet, Hidetsu!"
Kitahara Shuji couldn't help but look at Yuki's maid outfit. Didn't you buy this outfit just to be a maid so you can steal food? In all likelihood!
I was really angry with this bastard and my liver hurt, but this bastard finally became quiet - she was only quiet when eating, she was really growing like a pig!
Kitahara Hideji returned his attention to the email. He had gone through it at least and had a good idea of the itinerary for the next three days. At this time, Yukiri put a piece of pea cake in his hand: "Hideji, you eat it!"
Kitahara Shuji was startled. Yuki was the kind of pure foodie girlfriend who should have licked all the dishes clean, but he didn't expect to leave a piece for himself. He felt a little relieved, after all, she was his girlfriend, even if she was full of childishness, she would
I was thinking about myself - it was a miracle to be able to get Xueli to let go of the food that was on her lips!
His heart warmed up, but he was reluctant to eat it, and handed the pea cake back: "You can eat it if you like, but remember to brush your teeth later."
"No, Hideji, you eat!" Yukiri insisted and refused to take it. She glanced at the snack with some nostalgia, then wiped her mouth and stepped away, then knelt down and sat down, waiting for the call at any time like a serious Japanese maid.
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The moment she knelt down and sat down, Kitahara Shuji, holding a pastry, also heard the movement and turned to look at the entrance to the attic. Fuyumi's little face wrapped in a bath towel quietly emerged from the entrance to the attic, alert with a pair of crescent eyes.