Kyoto mornings always carry a touch of antiquity, with a faint aroma of tea wafting in the cool air.

“Turn right 500 meters ahead, your destination will be on your left.”

The navigation system's female voice mechanically gave the instructions.

Yuzuru tapped the steering wheel lightly with his long, slender fingers, his gaze sweeping over the two women beside him.

Eri Kisaki was tidying up documents with her head down, her gaze behind her gold-rimmed glasses focused and sharp; Yukiko, on the other hand, was leaning against the window, excitedly gazing at the scenery outside like a child.

Outside the car window, the traditional Japanese garden architecture gradually came into view.

The entrance to the venue was crowded with people, the banners hanging there swayed gently in the wind, the parking lot was full of cars, and people kept pouring into the venue.

Today's Satsuki Cup match is being held at the Achiba Hall in Kyoto. Kyoto and Osaka are both in the Kansai region of Japan, and they are not far apart; it only takes a few tens of minutes to drive there.

(Todo and Kyoto are not the same place. The former is the current capital of Japan, while the latter is an ancient capital with a history of over a thousand years. Ooka Momiji is from the Kansai region of Kyoto, Kazuha is from the Kansai region of Osaka, and Ran and Sonoko are from the Kanto region of Todo.)

The car slowly drove into the parking lot. As soon as Yuuko Nana came to a stop, Yukiko couldn't wait to jump out of the car, stretched, and the sunlight shone on her perfectly curvaceous figure, outlining her charming lines.

She suddenly pointed into the distance: "Hey? Isn't that Xiaolan and the others?"

Following the direction she pointed, Yuusuke saw Ran, Sonoko, Kazuha and others standing at the entrance, with Ai holding a baby and the elegant and dignified Shizuka Ikenami beside them.

Mrs. Yoshida was also at the door with her three children.

"It seems everyone has arrived." Eri Kisaki straightened her suit skirt and stood to the right of Nanami Hanyu. "Let's go over there."

Yukiko immediately moved to the other side: "My bad little brother is mine!"

Yuzuru was sandwiched between the two beauties and smiled helplessly. Fortunately, Eri Kisaki and Yukiko knew their limits and did not reveal anything unusual in front of the younger generation.

However, he could sense that Ai's sharp gaze had already pierced through the crowd and locked onto him.

The haughty little girl was wearing a dark gray dress today, with white lace stockings covering her slender legs. Although she looked like a little girl, her eyes were like those of a wife catching her husband cheating.

"Nan!" Xiaolan waved in surprise, but froze when she saw her mother. "Mom, Mom?!"

Sonoko whistled from the side: "Wow, Nan said she was picking up Ran's mom, huh? No wonder she kept it a secret, she wanted to give Ran a surprise!"

Kazuha blinked curiously: "Who is that pretty lady?"

“Fujimine Yukiko,” Ai said coldly, “a childish, overgrown child.”

The evaluation is very objective.

Ran ran to Eri, her surprise mixed with barely concealed joy: "Mom, didn't you say you had a request and couldn't come these days? And Nan..."

She gave Yuzuru a reproachful look, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Eri gently smoothed the stray hairs from her daughter's forehead: "I told Xiaonan not to tell you, I wanted to give you a surprise."

"It was a real surprise, I'm so happy that my mom came."

Xiaolan's smile was like a flower blooming in spring, bright and radiant.

Yuzuru stepped forward at the opportune moment and began to introduce himself to everyone.

"This is Ran's mother, Eri Kisaki, the lawyer."

"This is Fujimine Yukiko, Eri's best friend. She was also coming to Osaka to visit, so she came with Eri."

"This is Mrs. Yoshida, Ayumi's mother. She came here to take care of some children in place of Professor Agasa."

“Akiba Reiko, a great musician, Aunt Eri should have heard her play.”

"This is Shizuka Ikenami, my kendo master."

Aside from a few girls she already knew, Yuzuru gave a brief introduction to these people she was meeting for the first time.

When introducing "my kendo master".

Yukiko and Eri's gazes simultaneously fell on the beautiful woman, who was about their age and dressed in a dark blue kimono, exuding a dignified air. A slight stirring ran through their hearts.

Yukiko immediately suspected that her younger brother had ulterior motives.

Eri, on the other hand, frowned slightly, then, as if thinking of something, inexplicably let out a sigh of relief, and her expression relaxed.

After the introductions, the group naturally split into several groups.

Eri Kisaki, Shizuka Ikenami, and Yukiko, three beautiful women with distinct charms, stood together. Mature women like them have a lot to talk about, not to mention that they have all been married before.

At first, they talked about the beautiful scenery and delicious food of Kyoto, and then they talked about fashion trends, chatting about everything under the sun.

But in the end, it always comes back to someone.

Ran and Sonoko are cheering on their best friend Kazuha, who is about to have a competition; Reiko Akiba is chatting with Akemi and Ayako; and Mrs. Yoshida is reminding the three little ones not to run around.

After circling around, Yuzuru was now alone.

Finally, Ai somehow crept up to him, put her hands behind her back, and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "You big pervert, you're dead."

"I didn't do anything?" Yuzuru asked innocently.

Ai stared at the man in front of her with a half-smile.

Aside from a few children, which of the women present today doesn't have a close relationship with Yu Sheng Nan? Given her young master's personality, it's quite intriguing that Attorney Fei would be here.

...

The competition is about to begin.

In addition to staff and contestants, a large number of police officers were deployed at the venue today. The bombing a few days ago indicated that someone was targeting the upcoming Satsuki Cup.

Last night, online public opinion exploded as well.

People expressed their concerns and dissatisfaction on various social media platforms, and the topic continued to gain popularity.

From the morning onwards, the Osaka Police Station was in chaos, with the entrance to the office surrounded by the media and a flood of letters of inquiry from all sides pouring in.

Left with no other choice, Hattori Heizo, the highest-ranking officer in the Osaka Police Department, held an impromptu press conference.

Then came the classic three-part bowing apology.

They assured that the Osaka Police Department would do its utmost to solve the case as soon as possible.

This tactic has calmed the emotions of many people to some extent; however, a considerable number of people are already tired of it.

In their view, simply bowing and apologizing cannot truly solve the problem.

An anonymous netizen made a direct and violent comment: "Bowing in apology is not a Japanese tradition! The Japanese tradition is seppuku (ritual suicide). Inspector Hattori, please hurry up and carry on this tradition."

This comment was instantly highlighted by netizens.

Then it was wildly reprinted by the media who love a good show, and suddenly the internet started discussing whether an apology should be a bow or a seppuku.

These are all traditions; we can't just promote one of them!