Chapter 80: Reunion with Feng Jingye

At the same time that the Oshitari family was having a barbecue, Princess Suzuki Sonoko was also eating barbecue while squatting in the Onoshima Tower.

The Golden Old Man is a man who lives in a very ancient style. Although he lives in one of the most modern buildings in the country, he still wears ancient costumes every day, sits on tatami, drinks the very bitter tea, and eats traditional food for three meals a day.

Traditional Japanese food is basically tasteless to superficial young people like Sonoko.

So this barbecue was actually a takeaway she ordered.

A young lady with long hair stood next to the charcoal grill that was delivered. She was reporting the latest situation of Fuyuki to her in a voice as standard and rhythmic as a news anchor.

——In order to ensure that Suzuki's [Strong Luck] aura could be used by Fei Shiyuan, Kuni Tsuneji Daijue held a real [Inauguration Ceremony] before leaving, turning her into a member of the Golden Clan.

In other words, before the Golden King returns from Izumo and decides whether to take back this identity, although Suzuki Sonoko is only a temporary "Your Highness", the title bestowed on her by the king is real, the title she obtains is real, and the power she can rule under the influence of these two is also real.

Even her file was temporarily transferred to the confidential database of the Non-Time Academy.

It was because of this truth that when the old man walked away from the clouds, Suzuki Sonoko inexplicably took the position of the second-in-command of the Heishi Institute.

Although she was only the second-in-command who was good at eating, drinking and having fun, and basically did not participate in any decision-making, but for a group as strict as the Golden Clan, as long as she still had this title, even if she was sitting at the top playing games during meetings - she had to be present anyway.

"I've never worked so hard in my own company!"

Sitting in front of the grill, Miss Suzuki bit a piece of beef fiercely and made the above complaint with great sorrow.

After a few days of adjustment, those who lived on the top floor of the Imperial Pillar Tower had become accustomed to Lord Suzuki's sudden and unprovoked temper tantrums at certain times.

If they were a little at a loss at the beginning (after all, they were not professional child-soothing experts, and the Golden King, a steady old man, was never picky about food), and tried to find out the reason for her anger and find a way to solve the problem, today, the young lady has become very skilled in filtering out someone's indignant muttering, and continues to read with a cold and stern face.

"One of the seven Masters of the Holy Grail War was confirmed to be hospitalized this morning. Based on the medical records collected, we have reason to suspect that, while the Lancer Group's Heroic Spirits have not yet disappeared, this Master has lost his combat capability."

"In fact, it's more than just a matter of losing his combat ability," the young lady paused. "Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald's magic circuits are nearly completely destroyed. He's practically a cripple now."

Kenneth Ell...what was it?

Suzuki Sonoko, her mind blank, picked up a piece of beef and stuffed it into her mouth, chewing and swallowing it simply: This foreigner's name is really long...

The long-haired intelligence lady waited for a long time, only to hear the sizzling sound of fresh beef oozing out of the oil on the grill. She hesitated for a moment, then, with the lingering aroma of meat in the room, had to ask, "So now... what do you want to do with him?"

Before leaving, the Golden King had stated that all matters related to the Fuyuki Holy Grail War would be decided according to Suzuki's wishes. As long as it was not so outrageous as to require the destruction of the world, she could do whatever she wanted.

Although Kenneth is paralyzed on one side of his body, as long as he is not dead, once the Holy Grail War is completely classified as an illegal gang fight, he is still a criminal who has endangered public safety!

The young lady lowered her eyes tiredly: Should we arrest him directly or send him back to the country in a more tactful way? Can you give me a definite answer?

Although Suzuki Sonoko's mind was blank, she still heard a few words intermittently. At this moment, she paused while biting her chopsticks, and the scene of eating with her parents when she was a child suddenly flashed in her mind.

Shiro Suzuki is a kind-looking, fat white man with a personality as gentle as his appearance. On the contrary, Tomoko Suzuki's personality is a little stronger.

When Sonoko was a child, she knew to concentrate on eating when sitting at the dining table, but Suzuki Shiro and Suzuki Tomoko could not avoid arguing. The topics were mostly related to the business of the Suzuki Zaibatsu. The business was too big and there would occasionally be some mistakes. Suzuki Tomoko had some mild obsessive-compulsive disorder, and when encountering such things, she would always persist in talking about it for the whole meal.

Whenever she got angry, Suzuki Shiro would patiently try to persuade her, saying things like, "It's already happened, there's no need to be so angry."

Occasionally, as if to educate Yuanzi, he would use words like "Since losses are inevitable, instead of being hard on yourself and thinking about how to vent your anger, it is better to focus on the present and see what extra gains you can get from every good or bad turn." to encourage her from the side and soothe her uncontrollable temper.

After he finished speaking, he would pat Yuanzi on the head and ask, "Yuanzi, do you think what Dad said is right?"

Whenever he asked this, the always cooperative Yuanzi would condescend to pull his head out of the bowl for a moment and give a perfunctory answer: "Yes."

Miss Suzuki recalled the same indifferent expression on her father's face as he cooked this pot of chicken soup for the soul for ten years, and unconsciously sipped the remaining sauce on her chopsticks: Extra compensation or something...

Does that mean he wants to take advantage of the situation and ask for a huge sum of money, making a fortune by making Kenneth's family pay for it?

Although the hotel building did not collapse, it was completely ruined. If it wants to resume business, it must be completely renovated.

In addition to the renovation costs, there is also the lost sales during the construction period. Their hotel is a chain. Not only was the Fuyuki hotel bombed, but with Daomingsi's family shifting the blame everywhere, the sales in other areas will also be affected!

If this part is included, the compensation is actually not that much, but how should I put it...

Sonoko frowned awkwardly: Kenneth had only done some illegal renovations in the building from the beginning to the end, and the real murderer who blew up the building was actually Emiya Kiritsugu, so when she mentioned asking the Archipelago family for money, she always felt that it was not right.

etc.

Like a flash of lightning across the night sky, Miss Suzuki's originally big and round eyes suddenly burst into a witty light.

Her blank expression became subtly agitated, and she finally took her eyes off the baking tray. With a tone of hesitation after careful consideration, she confirmed with the young lady, "This Kenneth is the one who transformed our building into a magic workshop, right?"

The young lady was taken aback and replied, "Yes."

Suzuki Sonoko pursed her lips and asked seriously, "Judging from the finished product...how is the quality?"

The intelligence sister thought that no matter how well it was modified, it would have been destroyed by the bombing. There were some residual traces originally, but now the construction team has cleared it again and there is really nothing left.

Your curiosity...isn't it a little late?

However, she dutifully opened the folder and explained, "According to our restored model, of the thirty-two-story building, twenty-four are covered by Kayneth's barrier. Even the sewers are covered, and the corridors have been transformed into another dimension. According to precise calculations, three magic furnaces dedicated to Kayneth are distributed throughout the building, along with dozens of evil spirits and goblins summoned in place of hounds, patrolling the area around the clock."

She paused at this point, then sighed with regret, "Given the layout itself, even a user with psychic abilities skilled in concealment would find it difficult to enter this magic workshop, which could be called a fortress, without alerting the owner."

"In fact," the intelligence lady pushed up her glasses, "in terms of abnormal lethality, this arrangement is exceptional. If the magician killer hadn't taken a different approach and used explosives to completely destroy it from the outside, Kenneth's design would have been practically perfect."

“Yes…”

Yuanzi agreed slowly.

Because there were a lot of professional terms, she didn’t really understand what the above paragraph was saying, but judging from the tone of the young lady, this thing must be very powerful!

Sonoko pondered this for a moment, then asked, "Are those vicious dogs, evil spirits, or demons harmful to humans?"

The young lady narrowed her eyes calmly, feeling that His Highness Suzuki's expression seemed to imply a subtle expectation.

She simplified some of the magic-specific units of measurement and explained simply, "Those monsters exist in the hotel's pipes for a long time because of the magic circle, but they only pursue those with magical powers. The same goes for the traps set by the magic circle. They will only attack if someone with magical powers of a certain level steps on them."

So that's it.

Yuanzi thought about it. Before the building exploded, Kenneth had stayed in the hotel for three full days. During those three days, no other guests had encountered any unusual incidents...

Accompanied by the aroma of burnt meat from overcooked grilling, His Highness Suzuki belatedly let out an "Ah!" and instantly forgot about Kenneth's magic workshop. He began to hurriedly put meat into the bowl.

The assistant sister was already accustomed to her impulsive personality. Although the topic changed abruptly, since she had already shown that she was not interested, the sister immediately packed up the documents and calmly left the room.

Because she had retreated so leisurely, she hadn't noticed when she closed the door that, while dipping the barbecue in sauce, Suzuki-sama murmured, "So...it can prevent those troublemakers from causing trouble, while also not affecting the group's normal operations, right?"

An hour later, after grilling five plates of meat, Miss Suzuki picked up the soup bowl and gulped it down in one gulp. She wiped her mouth generously, rang the bell, and said, "Get ready. I'm going to see this Kenneth this afternoon."

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As mentioned earlier, the Imperial Pillar Tower is a bureaucratic organization that attaches great importance to correct procedures. Once the decision is made to dispatch the Golden Clan (after all, they don't know what Princess Suzuki is trying to do. If she suddenly wants to arrest Kenneth who is already in the hospital, wouldn't that lead to violence?), based on the basic principle of mutual respect, the young lady from the Intelligence Department, who is basically her exclusive assistant, is going to make a notification call to the owner of the hospital in advance.

Yuanzi sat cross-legged on the sofa, and through the gap in the folder, he saw that she had written a sloppy word "Feng" on the notes page.

So she poked her head in slightly and asked curiously, "Is this... the Phoenix I understand?"

The assistant nodded. "Yes, the ownership of Jinjing General Hospital is registered under the Feng family's name, but don't worry. Feishi Hospital has the priority to issue direct orders to various national institutions. Although we will issue advance notices outlining the areas where cooperation is required due to the principle of mutual respect, that is just a notice."

——The so-called notice has always been used to make the recipient follow the steps. In the eyes of those in the Non-Time Court, notice is just another euphemism for order.

After the young lady finished speaking, she realized that her tone seemed too cold and businesslike. She was not facing their majestic and solemn king, but a genuinely spoiled and willful person. She couldn't help but soften her attitude and asked, as if to make amends, "Do you think there is anything inappropriate?"

"No."

The willful ghost rubbed his chin and sighed subtly, "When I went on a blind date with the son of the Feng family earlier, President Feng was considered my soon-to-be father-in-law. Whenever I thought of him, I felt my legs go weak..."

In the end, the blind date didn’t work out, and she never went to meet Chairman Feng as his son-in-law (…).

Speaking of which, the reason why she felt guilty the moment she saw President Feng was because Feng Jingye was too outstanding.

"Let me tell you," Yuanzi didn't need anyone to pick up the conversation, and she started gesticulating with her assistant sister. "Jingye had a very good temper back then. His serious heart was as beautiful as his appearance. Even when he was picking fish bones, he looked like a painting!"

"Maybe he was just too nice back then, so I always feel like I've taken away the Feng family's treasure. Mentioning Chairman Feng feels like mentioning a creditor."

At this point, she sighed for a while, "It's true that things change. I used to worry that my father-in-law would find fault with me when I visited him, but time flies so fast that I can actually give orders to my father-in-law who once made me weak in the knees..."

After saying that, she smiled foolishly for a while, her mind full of Feng Jingye's clear and cheerful appearance with lowered eyebrows and a faint smile before his gentle personality collapsed. She selectively forgot about his terrible nature of being poisonous after she poked his sore spot and he became sharp-tongued the moment they disagreed.

The assistant sister was used to her unpredictable temper and her habit of doing whatever she wanted. When she mentioned Her Highness Suzuki, there was only the word "willful". However, it was the first time in many days that she saw her smile so... innocently.

——Compared to the neurotic pattern that seems completely unpredictable to serious civil servants, this kind of uncontrollable silliness, as if she couldn't help but think of someone she likes, is more in line with her cute appearance as an ignorant girl.

It’s really cute!

The young lady who had been watching for a long time looked at the pink bubbles flying around her, and a soft warmth arose in her heart involuntarily: In fact, in terms of age, His Highness Suzuki is still a child!

She then went to notify the Feng family.

The person in charge of the connection was a secretary of President Feng.

Secretary Feng's style was very elite, and she asked clearly, "We have received the notification document. Do you have any additional requirements?"

The assistant sister paused and asked, "You will send someone specifically to take charge of this operation, right?"

What else?

Secretary Feng was taken aback by her question: "Didn't you say that the consequences of this incident could be quite serious?"

The young lady sighed and thought to herself that it was of course serious. Although His Highness Suzuki claimed that he was going to visit the patient and negotiate at the same time, according to her willful and unconscious thinking process, it is very likely that she would suddenly get angry because of something the other party said in the middle of the negotiation, and then decide not to negotiate and just arrest all the people in Kenneth's family.

Yes, Kayneth was indeed disabled, but his fiancée Sora was still alive, the Lancer-class heroic spirit was still lingering in the world, and the Achipollo family was on their way from England, so the opposing team's combat power was quite impressive.

If the two sides start fighting, at the very least, the floors of the wards and corridors may be damaged. At the worst, an entire hospital building may be directly destroyed.

In order to cooperate with the hospital's request, it would be best to disperse all the patients nearby, or simply move Kenneth to a remote ward in a corner for treatment - it would be even better if the Feng family's hospital could just take a day off to let all doctors and patients stay away from the danger zone!

Secretary Feng had no idea that she had such a rich inner drama, and she simply conveyed her boss's opinions in a gentle manner.

He said, "Since Fei Shi Yuan has mobilized so many troops, we will definitely provide corresponding cooperation. The president has instructed the young master to go there in person. It's just a matter of safety..."

The Feng family's private police can almost be listed as a regular force, but no matter how many ordinary people there are, they cannot withstand these super-powered people who can demolish buildings at will.

He paused at this point, wanting to continue, hoping for a reciprocal gift from Yuzhu Tower. Unexpectedly, the woman on the other end of the line paused for a long time before suddenly asking, "Is your Third Young Master... here?"

The secretary hummed in confusion. She was about to tell the truth and explain, "The Third Young Master is still in school, a high school student—"

Halfway through his words, Secretary Jun's average emotional intelligence suddenly came into play.

Since he had pointed out that it was the eldest son who went back to Jinjing General Hospital in the afternoon, the people in Yuzhu Tower still took the trouble to ask about the whereabouts of the third son. There must be something behind this!

He immediately changed his tone and changed "High school students are always busy with their studies" to "High school students are recently... not on summer vacation?"

He swore with his keen hearing that the people in Yuzhu Tower on the other end of the phone must have breathed a sigh of relief after hearing his answer.

Sure enough, the relieved lady immediately asked, "If he's free this afternoon while he's dealing with things at Jinjing Hospital, would you be interested in coming over?"

The assistant sister sincerely felt that Suzuki-dono was much more likable when he was infatuated than when he was in psychotic mode. Maybe with someone she was obsessed with by her side, she would be able to control her temper and not be so willful?

“This…”

Secretary Feng, contrary to her usual behavior, did not answer directly. Instead, she held the phone and turned to look towards the left side of the corridor in embarrassment.

In the large conference room on the other side of the glass wall, President Feng, with graying hair on his temples, was sitting at the top of the table listening to a data report. The eldest son and the second son of the Feng family were sitting on either side of him, one sitting upright, the other looking relaxed and making small movements constantly.

Although the auras seem to be very different visually, there is a subtle sense of confrontation when they come into contact.

The third son of the Feng family also looked well-dressed, but perhaps because he was too obedient, or because his hands never stopped taking notes, he looked like a student. He just sat quietly in a position defined as "observing and learning", listening to the report gently and humbly.

However, it was this gentle and humble third brother who secretly got in touch with the Yuzhu Tower!

The secretary shook his head in sorrow: I thought you and your two brothers had a different style, but the result is so disappointing!

——The intrigues among the big chaebols are so fucking tiring!

But recalling his serious boss (President Feng himself)'s emphasis on "cooperating to the utmost," the secretary gestured in the air as if asking, then replied to the young lady in a heavy tone, "Of course!"

A quarter of an hour later, the meeting was almost over. When the current head of the Feng family walked out of the meeting room, Secretary Jun paid special attention and found that the eldest son and the second son were almost following him side by side, while the young third son actually stopped politely at the door and waited until several older directors left before leaving.

Originally, he always thought that the Third Young Master had a good temper. But now think about it, as a person who quietly joined the Yuzhu Tower, he is not good-tempered at all, but clearly a man with deep thoughts!

Before the secretary could sort out his memory and check whether he had done anything that would be remembered by Young Master Jing Ye, the assistant came forward and whispered something in the president's ear.

President Feng's inquiring eyes were already in front of him.

The secretary swallowed his saliva, looked up calmly on the surface, and whispered the president's ear about the request of the Non-Time Academy.

The man with an elegant yet cold temperament didn't know what he had heard. He looked at the third son standing by the door with a little surprise, but he didn't ask any more questions. He said casually: "Jing Ye should also come with us to negotiate with Fei Shiyuan this afternoon."

The eldest son of the Feng family was extremely well-mannered. Although he was thinking about many things, he always acted innocently, as if he was just concerned about his younger brother's curiosity: "Why did father suddenly think of Jing Ye?"

Although he called his father, his eyes were fixed on the secretary's face with a smile on their faces. It was clear that he was not questioning his father, but asking him for an explanation.

The exhausted secretary grumbled inwardly, "How should I know? There are so many trivial matters every day." However, in order to avoid being resentful by the Crown Prince, he quickly shifted the blame, saying, "This is an additional request from the Yuzhu Tower."

Feng Youyi sighed, half-smiling, and muttered indifferently, "It's what the Yuzhu Tower asked..."

The secretary was sweating profusely and answered with a strong "hmm".

Feng Qiuren yawned against the wall and openly teased his elder brother, "Well, after all, Jingye is the most talented one in our family. It's a good thing for him to socialize more. Don't be so petty, elder brother!"

Only Feng Jingye stood quietly by the side, as quiet as if he didn't hear the conversation centered around him.

After leaving the meeting room, the two Young Master Fengs who were assigned tasks went directly to the parking lot. It was not until their vehicles officially merged into the bustling river of cars that Feng Youyi, who had been supporting his forehead to look at the scenery, yawned in a manner that was not in line with his image and seemed to bring up a topic unintentionally.

"Speaking of which, when did Jing Ye come into contact with the people from Nanakamado?"

Feng Jingye raised his eyelids slowly and calmly replied, "I spend most of my time in school, doing everything I should do as the third son of the Feng family. As for whether I have been to Shichikamado, my eldest brother should know."

Feng Youyi clenched his hands that were supporting his face, but said nothing more. The two of them were silent all the way and arrived at the north exit of Tokyo General Hospital after about half an hour.

This place leads directly to the area where the high-end wards are located. The flow of people here is only one-fifth of that at the main entrance. The extremely modern main hall door looks sci-fi, like a mechanical museum waiting to open.

The sunshine and high temperature in summer are equally annoying. When the automatic door opens, the cool air that hits your face is so considerate that it makes you want to sigh. There are basically no patients queuing in the hall. Two figures are standing quietly on the side of the pillar in the northeast corner.

The lady in the lead had long hair draped over her shoulders. She was the young lady from the Intelligence Department who had recently guest-starred as an assistant. On the other side, standing close to the shadows, was a tall and straight man.

He was almost a head taller than the two young masters of the Feng family, and wore a uniform with a stand-up collar, wide sleeves, and a very narrow hem.

But unlike his intimidating physique, he wore a rabbit mask commonly seen at temple fairs, and a short furry tail was sewn on the back of his traditional uniform.

Just this bunny tail can transform him from a cold-blooded warrior into a funny cold-blooded warrior in just a few minutes!

Rabbit...

Feng Youyi had heard of the reputation of the rabbits. These people were the guards guarding the Yuzhu Tower. They wore rabbit masks to show that they had given up everything for the sake of serving Guo Changlu. They were as cautious as machines. Most of the rabbits would not even show up in front of people, let alone speak.

So now the "rabbit" standing openly in the corner is very likely to be a "rabbit leader".

Sure enough, following the assistant's polite greeting, the "rabbit" stated in a serious tone, "The agreed time hasn't arrived yet."

Really speaking...

Feng Youyi thought to himself that this was indeed a "leader-level rabbit". While politely replying with topics like "The road conditions are good today" that only drivers would pay attention to, his mind began to make wild guesses.

——Accompanied by a leader-level rabbit, could it be that the King of Gold has come in person?

But he would say that "the agreed time has not arrived yet", which is obviously a subtle explanation for why the "main character" has not appeared yet. If it is really the King of Gold - if this Yu family wants to be late, who dares to say that he is unwilling to wait?

On the surface, the conversation between the two sides seemed harmonious, but when it came to the issue of how the hospital should cooperate with the work, the topic got stuck as expected.

The assistant sister gave a serious warning: "The specific situation of the subsequent development of the incident is still uncertain, and now we are just preparing for the worst."

Feng Youyi showed a little surprise at the right moment, and sighed: "It's rare that Shiyuan is so hesitant."

Brother Rabbit had been standing by like a shadow. When he heard these words that seemed to question their ability to control the situation, he felt a subtle sense of fatigue.

"In fact," he stated bluntly without sounding like he was complaining, "His Highness Suzuki hasn't decided on the final decision yet—"

etc.

Hearing a familiar syllable, the eldest brother of the Feng family smiled politely: "Suzuki... Your Highness?"

Brother Rabbit: “Yeah.”

His expression couldn't be seen clearly because of the mask on his face, but the slight tilt of his head accurately expressed his confusion.

[Is there something wrong with that word, Suzuki-sama?]

There was nothing wrong with it. Suzuki was a very common surname after all. Feng You smiled and looked at his brother who was standing quietly beside him, and sighed, not knowing whether intentionally or unintentionally.

"It's such a pity, my brother Jingye almost changed his last name to Suzuki."

Feng Jingye gently bent the fingers hanging by his side, still without saying a word.

But Rabbit Brother fell silent. Instead, the assistant sister, who had been staring at the gate eagerly, nodded in sympathy, "Yes, His Highness Suzuki seemed very sorry too. When he mentioned it, he kept talking about it for a long time."

At this moment, a breeze suddenly blew, and the crisp sound of thick-soled wooden clogs hitting the marble floor was heard. As the automatic glass door opened and closed according to the sensor, there was the sound of tires scraping across the concrete floor in the distance, the cicadas chirped one after another in the tall trees in front of the steps, and the water from the fountain in front of the square on the other side of the aisle splashed - all the sounds of summer were completely drowned out by the smoky hot wind.

At that moment, both parties in the conversation seemed to fall into silence at the same time.

As the glass barrier disappeared, the cold and hot air collided unhindered, rising and falling, almost forming a swaying cyclone at the door.

The young girl was wearing a long dress of the same color as the "rabbit", but the collar and cuffs had intricate and delicate patterns, and even the hem was wider than others.

Because she was not wearing a mask, Feng Jingye was not sure whether there was a furry rabbit tail behind her clothes.

Suzuki Sonoko's hair had grown twice as long as the last time they met. Several red threads were woven into her loose braids, forming long knots at the ends of her hair. A closer look revealed that the red threads were hung with delicate and small gold beads. Combined with the pair of wooden clogs with dense patterns on her feet, they miraculously gave off a cool and refreshing atmosphere that seemed to be long and quiet.

After the hot wind drowned out the sounds of summer, the cool air from Suzuki Sonoko passed by his ears. The figure of the guy standing in front of the door, waving at him, rushed into Feng Jingye's eyes without restraint.

Suzuki-sama also seemed deeply regretful, and when he brought it up, he kept dwelling on it for quite a while.

At a moment when even her vision was about to be drowned out, Feng Jingye's mind clearly emerged with an almost concrete picture. Even if she was dressed in such a stylish manner, she should have been sitting with her legs crossed and her head lowered when she was talking about people - thinking of the scene that required her to be infatuated with her, she might have smiled foolishly without any image, her round eyes narrowed into a crescent, and the expression on her face was as stupid as a hamster that had stored enough food and was waiting for the arrival of winter.

In the next moment, another process seemed to be manually slowed down a hundred times. Suzuki Sonoko, who was standing by the door, opened her round eyes and looked straight into his. Then, under Feng Jingye's gaze, her eyes slowly narrowed, and finally reflected brightly in the depths of his pupils, and her smile became the same as it had appeared in his mind clearly in the previous moment.

Stupid or not...

It’s still stupid after all.

At the third moment when Feng Jingye's heartbeat became uncontrollable and unbalanced, the voice of the long-haired lady beside him breathing a sigh of relief seemed to flash past his ears.

She said, "His Highness has finally arrived."

He didn't even have the time to complain about the strange and inappropriate title of "Your Highness". The fourth moment Feng Jingye regained his hearing, he heard a familiar sigh in his mind.

"Yeah," he felt a soft tingling sensation after a long separation. He heard the voice in his heart say with disdain, filled with helplessness but not without a smile, "You're finally here."

The author has something to say: The eldest brother-in-law of the Feng family has already appeared, and the eldest brother-in-law of the Oshizuka family is still on the helicopter that is rushing over...

The content of Kenneth's Magic Workshop is the original lines, and legal workers are preparing to change jobs.

I had no idea the names of the eldest and second sons of the Feng family, but it turned out that Baidu Encyclopedia had a record of them, confirming that the eldest son was named Youyi and the second son was named Akito.

This one is for the 13th day of the first lunar month. Those who have followed my writing should know that I update after midnight. As long as it is not daybreak, it is still considered the previous day's update. I don't recommend waiting for the next article. Anyway, there will definitely be something to read when you wake up these days O(∩_∩)O

Kanai General Hospital is where Yukimura was treated. Let him out for a stroll in the next chapter. I tell you, I am ready for a great development!

Finally, as usual, I would like to leave a message. Good morning everyone. If you find any typos, please leave a message to let me know. I will correct them after I wake up (づ￣ 3￣)づ