Um?

This is......

Are all back?

but......

"Not interested, hanging up."

It has nothing to do with me.

Atobe Kagemitsu was about to hang up the phone when he was interrupted by an anxious voice on the other end: "No! No, no, no! I have something to do, don't hang up first!"

It can be said that the desire for communication is very strong.

"Something? Tell me what it is!"

"You really haven't changed at all. You are indeed the most difficult person to communicate with besides the head."

Still so cool and direct, without any desires or weaknesses.

The most difficult to negotiate.

"3, 2, 1..."

Hearing the familiar "Laozi Shudao 3", the man hurriedly got straight to the point:

"Wait, let me tell you, a friend of mine has a broken leg and he wants you to take a look. You left in a hurry and he was competing somewhere else and didn't meet you."

"What happened to your legs?"

"Emm... habitual dislocation? Or something else? You'll know the details when you come. What I say may not be accurate. How about it? Come?"

"......"

"It's been a long time since we last met. I heard about you a few days ago, but you didn't take the initiative to contact us, so we have no choice but to contact you."

"......I haven't been back for long." Just over a month, less than two months.

As if sensing Jingguang's hesitation, the man chuckled and didn't care about it.

She said leisurely, "Come to think of it, when we went to Korea, I seemed to have taken a picture of an ancient Chinese book. It seemed to be about medicine. Eh... I originally wanted to give it to someone as a souvenir (gift). If you didn't come... I could only give it to you when we meet in the future..."

"Wait, time and place."

Atobe Kagemitsu compromised.

Carrying his medical bag, he thought for a moment, went back upstairs to get some medicine bottles, and prepared to go out.

Half an hour later, a low-key black Mercedes appeared outside a restaurant.

Led by the waiter, we arrived at the reserved VIP box.

As soon as you open the door.

"Peng~~~"

“Wow~~~”

The sounds of streamers and firecrackers rang in my ears.

However, Atobe Keimitsu had already stepped back 1 meter the moment the door opened.

Therefore, all the confetti fell on the waiter who was responsible for opening the door and had an innocent and frightened look on his face.

The burly man with a round mohawk and a beard said to the waiter apologetically, "Ah, sorry, sir."

The other of the two people who played the prank, a gentle young man wearing glasses, also quickly apologized.

After the waiter left, still frightened by the burly man,

The two of them closed the door and looked at Atobe Kagemitsu who was already sitting in the main seat with a depressed look on his face: "How did you know we were behind the door?"

Atobe Kagemitsu: "...Next time when you discuss how to give me a 'surprise', keep your voice down. Also, the gap in the door will let your shadow through, so find a private room without a gap in the door... And use your intuition."

“Huh???”

"Ha ha......"

"Oh~ I see..."