He regretted it!
He regretted spending those eight million!
He regretted saying that!
Otherwise, he would still have at least a million, nearly two million!
Looking at Uncle Mori, whose lips were twitching and whose face was full of regret, Kōyū shook his head and said:
"This story teaches us that too much talk leads to mistakes."
If only Uncle Mori had noticed his warning from the very beginning.
Or perhaps they didn't say that last sentence.
None of this would have happened.
Unfortunately, Uncle Mori was too easy to catch.
Having received a reward of one million yen, Eri Kisaki extended an invitation to Yukiko Kudo:
"Yukiko, let's go shopping for clothes first, and then we'll go get something nice to eat!"
“Okay, let’s go!” Yukiko Kudo agreed with a big smile.
Then, Yukiko Kudo turned around and made a phone gesture in the direction of Mitsuyu and Conan, and winked.
He gestured for the two to turn around and contact each other by phone.
After the two nodded, Yukiko Kudo closed the office door, chatted and laughed with Eri Kisaki, went downstairs, and left the office.
Ran didn't notice the silent exchange between the two and Yukiko Kudo.
She looked at Uncle Mori, who was reaching out as if to stop the two people from leaving, and said:
"Dad, please don't do things like that again next time."
"Thankfully, Mom and Shinichi's mom resolved the request this time."
"Otherwise, we won't be able to pay back that eight million."
"Yes!" Uncle Mori nodded vigorously.
He will never repeat the same mistake, whether it's the debt or the reckless thing he just did.
It's so painful.
He was heartbroken to see that he had ten million when he saw a little over a million.
And now...
4396 yuan.
They can only eat a few meals a day!
This whole thing was caused by Uncle Mori; there was nothing Kousuke could do about it.
He was thinking about something else at that moment, and he asked Xiaolan in a low voice:
"Sister Xiaolan, in your opinion, who won that beauty pageant?"
After pondering for a while, Xiaolan sighed, stroking her chin with her hand:
"This result is really quite subtle..."
Based on the results of that year's match, the two players were tied.
Judging from the fact that the ticket had Eri Kisaki's name on it, Eri Kisaki won.
According to Uncle Mori's inner thoughts, Yukiko Kudo wins.
“It’s quite subtle indeed.” Kōyū chuckled a few times, then glanced at Uncle Mori, whose lips were twitching incessantly.
All that could be heard was Uncle Mori repeating in a low voice:
"My ten million... my two million..."
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