Chapter 117
After finally stopping Hibari Kyouya's dangerous idea of fighting with him, Amamiya Keisei can finally stroll around the school properly.
Of course, it was the kind where I was walking around alone without Hibari Kyoya around.
After feeling the youthful energy of the kids, Amamiya Keisei walked around Namimori again. He went to Sawada Tsunayoshi's house to meet Sawada Iemitsu, who was on vacation with his wife. He also got to know the couple more about their baby son's recent situation. He also went to meet Kyoko and Koharu, who have been admitted to university and are now staying at home. They are ordinary people and there is no need for them to go too deep into the inner world. They just live in Namimori and are under the protection of the Vongola.
I even went to visit Shoichi Irie's family. They didn't know what kind of dangerous work Shoichi Irie was doing now. They just heard that he went to the Arctic Antarctic to drill for oil, and they couldn't contact him because there was no signal.
"…It's really a tradition of digging for oil."
Amamiya Ruisei couldn't help but complain.
The days that followed passed peacefully. Amamiya Raisei would occasionally follow up on the search for the Millufiore base, and then remotely handle the work of the technical department and debug the data of the box weapons. No one knew what Hibari Kyoya was busy with. He only came back once every two or three days, ate, slept, and left again.
There was no big explosion, and no Byakuran suddenly appeared. His life was much more comfortable than in Vongola. At least he didn't have to worry about someone fighting in the headquarters every day, and then being hurriedly pulled away by others to mediate.
A week after they returned to Namimori, good news finally came.
The location of the base was found, and at the same time, a contact was received from Shoichi Irie.
The message was short, just a few words, basically saying that he was fine, and attached new contact information.
After confirming that it was correct, everyone else breathed a sigh of relief. Now that they had found the new address and contacted the person, they could continue to place a middleman in it.
In this way, Amamiya Ruisei started his online chatting life with Irie Shoichi. New messages and data would be transmitted every few days. He would also feed in external news and opinions, and they chatted back and forth with very similar interests.
Even when it comes to the technology of time and space conversion, Amamiya Tadashi has better ideas. After all, he is a person who has actually experienced traveling through the world. Unfortunately, Irie Shoichi is studying how to make two identical people be in the same time and space, while he experienced the synchronous conversion of the body and the world, and the system's technology is not very compatible with this.
As for whether the system can assist in research, Amamiya Ruisei also asked, and the system said: "Anyway, even without us, Irie Shoichi would have figured it out sooner or later. There are no new bugs. It's just that the progress of his research has been advanced within the scope allowed by the world line. These are all minor problems."
With systematic help, the research progressed rapidly. Amamiya Keisei was so obsessed with doing experiments that he almost forgot that he had a mission.
[But it would be difficult to stay in close contact with Irie Masaru for half an hour.] Amamiya Tadashi looked at the base layout map sent by the other party. Even if he could sneak in, there was no guarantee that he would not be discovered, not to mention that there must be many surveillance cameras around Irie Masaru.
He scratched his hair in distress.
Is it really necessary to go through Bai Lan?
If he could get Bai Lan to agree to let him go to see Irie Shoichi openly, then there would be no problem at all.
Amamiya Leisheng wailed and fell on the table.
But what's the difference between going to find Bai Lan and sending himself into the wolf's den? It would be better for him to sneak into the base to find Irie Shoichi!
"Mr. Amamiya, what's wrong?" Kusakabe Tetsuya came in with some fruit and heard Amamiya Reizo howling. He asked with concern, "Did you encounter any difficulties?"
Amamiya sighed and said, "Hey, Tetsuya, which one do you think is more dangerous, going directly to the big boss or sneaking into the big boss's territory?"
Kusanabe Tetsuya: ...?
Is there any difference between the two?
"Hey..." Amamiya Leisei leaned back on the table, "I have something I want to discuss with Irie-kun face to face, but I don't know how to meet him. Sneaking in is dangerous, and using Byakuran Jeso is also dangerous. In short, it's dangerous."
Kusanabe Tetsuya thought for a moment and asked, "Is it urgent?"
"It's not that urgent, probably." It's the kind of urgent that concerns his life.
"That's urgent," Kusanagi Tetsuya nodded, indicating that he understood. "Why not wait for Mr. Gong to come back and discuss it with him? Or ask the tenth generation and Mr. Reborn for their opinions."
It was impossible to find Asuna and Reborn. He had no reason to meet Irie Shoichi at the moment. If he told others about it, Reborn would definitely become more curious about him.
As for Kyouya...
"Kyouya would just want to break in." After all, sneaking around is not his style.
Kusanabe Tetsuya: "Then you can discuss it with Mr. Irie. He will definitely know how to meet you."
That made perfect sense. Why hadn't he thought of that just now? Amamiya Raisei stood up instantly, wrote a small note quickly, and handed it to Kusanagi Tetsuya: "Then I'll trouble Tetsuya to pass it on for me. And by the way, I want to avoid Shiran if possible."
The news about Irie Shoichi came back soon. He would leave the base in two days, and would try to avoid other people and meet Amamiya Tesei.
Amamiya Keisei immediately began to prepare for the meeting and flew from Tokyo to Hokkaido the next day. As soon as he landed, he received a call from Hibari Kyoya.
"You went to Hokkaido?" The voice on the phone was a little distorted, and it didn't sound like there were any emotions, but Amamiya Keisei could hear some anger in it.
His tone softened in the blink of an eye. "I have something to ask Irie-kun, so I had to come here. I have already made arrangements. I will not go into the base. I will meet him outside. There is no danger. Even if there is danger, I have arranged for someone to ensure that I return safely."
Hibari Kyouya remained silent. In the background, there was a faint sound of a bean chirping, as if it was singing the school song of Namimiya Junior High School. Just when Amamiya Keisei was about to muster up the courage to break the silence, the other party spoke: "Then let's do this."
The call ended with a beep. Amamiya Leisei looked at the phone blankly, wondering what Hibari Kyoya meant.
I always feel that he will be bitten to death and sent to the ICU when he returns.
Since this is the case, I'm going to get beaten anyway, so I might as well have fun first. The psychological burden that Amamiya had been carrying was swept away, and he happily went to the place that Irie Shoichi mentioned.
Another day passed, and Amemiya Ruisei met Irie Shoichi as promised.
The other party was just like in the photo, wearing a pair of ordinary glasses, exuding a bit of nerd temperament, but more of the shrewdness of a smart man, not much of a mafia feel, and more like a college student.
"Hello, I'm Irie Shoichi." The young man looked a little gloomy, and pulled out a chair to sit across from Amamiya Raisei. "It's our first meeting. We have half an hour. What do you want to talk to me about?"
Amamiya Raisei looked at the man in front of him and said, "You are not what I imagined."
Irie asked, "What's the difference?"
"I thought," Amamiya Rei said vaguely, "that those who can be friends with Bai Langjieso would be better at that."
"You mean pervert, I understand."
Irie Masakazu covered his stomach with his hands, his face full of pain: "I understand."
Amamiya Rei's eyes grew heavy, and he patted the young man on the shoulder: "Thank you for your hard work, Irie-kun."
The author has something to say:
Irie: My stomach hurts.
Amemiya: I want to vomit blood
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