Chapter 134

That night, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko stayed in the guest room of the Tsushima family.

Tsujima Shuji, who had close contact with Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, was brought to the head of the house by the maid. During the day, Tsushima Shuji, who looked like a young master, lowered his head after catching his father's gaze, and could not be seen by Tsushima Genemon.

In the corner, my fingers trembled under my sleeves.

This is a conditioned reflex that he has no control over.

Mixed with fear.

Tsushima Genemon seemed to be unaware and put on a gentle skin for his stern leadership, "Shuji, I heard from the maid that you are not happy and think I sold you. Is there such a thing?

"

Shuji Tsushima said in a low voice: "There is no such thing, I have accepted his guidance."

He knew that the room was not monitored or recorded during the day in order to receive guests.

The maid's words were unfounded.

"Come here." Tsushima Genemon heard the childish voice of the boy and waved. The temporary change made him decide to treat the boy better, so that he could reduce the chance of being influenced by outsiders.

Tsushima Shuji stiffened, then he supported the tatami with his hands, stood up, and got close to his father. He was pulled to sit on the opposite side of him very close to him. Tsushima Genemon touched his fluffy brown hair, and he inherited the color of his hair and eyes.

I only have the same looks as my mother, and I am the most handsome child among the brothers.

"Shuji, are you still angry with me?" Tsushima Genemon said, "I was wrong when I taught you a lesson last time. I shouldn't be too harsh. You should understand that it's not easy for my father."

Shuji Tsushima raised his head and gave his father a stiff smile: "Well, I know that father is working hard."

Tsushima Genemon said happily: "The future of this family is destined to be handed over to you. You are better than your brothers. They have already married and started a business and moved out of their ancestral home. I only leave you to grow up beside me."

, also to allow you to accept family education in a legitimate manner."

Shuji Tsushima's smile became more and more innocent, "Father loves me the most."

Tsushima Genemon's hand fell on the younger son's face, and he felt the other person trembling slightly.

"It's difficult for you to deal with this person this time. He is a descendant of the Shibusawa family. As you know, the Shibusawa family is not something that the Tsushima family can resist. For the sake of the family, I can only let you accompany that person.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, I have researched that he did write a book called "Black Magic Notes", and he also won the 'Youth Award' for writing, so you just have to bear with him for a week."

"Is it okay for him to do anything to me for a week?"

Shuji Tsushima tilted his head.

Tsushima Genemon hesitated for a second and replied kindly: "What are you talking nonsense? You are my youngest son and the future heir of the Tsushima family. You only need to learn writing from him. If you have any trouble, call the maid.

Help, I will come forward to solve it."

Sixty-year-old Tsushima Genemon spoke more smoothly. He leaned down and cast a heavy shadow on his eleven-year-old son who was still very childish. "Be good and contribute to the family."

Tsushima Shuji said dullly: "Yeah."

Tsushima Genemon said: "Go and have a rest. Go to bed early and get up and read tomorrow."

Shuji Tsushima walked out and suddenly asked his father in the room: "I don't know what it's like under normal circumstances. Why do you think he came to me for inspiration for writing?"

Tsushima Genemon was speechless, because the innocence and beauty inspired him.

Shuji Tsushima didn't wait for the answer. A small shadow fell on the sliding door, flickering a little with the candlelight, and finally walked away alone.

Father.

Normal people would just think that I was fucked by someone...

Back in his bedroom, Shuji Tsushima was lying on the bed and heard the sound of the maid tiptoeing in to cover him with a quilt. He didn't move, closed his eyes, and felt the family's careful care of him, and also felt the maid's indifference.

I couldn't help but put my hands on his face.

So disgusting, so disgusting, so disgusting.

"Master Xiuzhi..."

There's no need for you to meddle in other people's business. Come on, stay away from me and don't touch my face.

"Your face has recovered and there are no bruises left. That's great."

The maid loved this exquisite face from childhood to adulthood. People's pursuit of beauty is an instinct. She thought that she had to guide Master Shuji in writing during the day. Shibusawa Tatsuhiko took a liking to Master Shuji at first sight.

, so straightforwardly asking to see each other again.

She sobbed: "Please pay attention to safety, I will accompany you."

The maid said something self-righteous and reluctantly left.

Tsushima Shuji sat up in an instant and wiped his face fiercely with the back of his hand. He was so sick that he felt sick to his stomach, but he hid in the quilt without any resistance.

He has been imprisoned by this family since he was young. From his unstable father, to his brothers and sisters who he occasionally saw but were indifferent to him, to the servants at home who whispered to him, he lived in

He fell into the cage and wanted to escape, but he lost the idea of ​​​​rescuing himself day by day - what would happen to a person like him if he got out?

He learned various musical instruments and normal courses, but he did not learn how to survive outside. Everyone told him that he was dependent on his family and could not leave it.

Shuji Tsushima covered himself with a quilt and felt a little at ease in the darkness.

He remembered again that he was angry at his father the last time he came home.

His face was angry, his eyes were happy, his happiness and anger were in conflict, and he was as terrifying as a monster.

How terrible.

I don't dare to make my father angry at all.

He hated going out to play when he was four years old. If he hadn't gone out and played pranks, maybe things wouldn't have happened. The other person would still be the same father who treated him indifferently.

In the guest room, in order to make a good impression, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko wrote down what happened today. The number of words in the text message limited his performance, and he did not get the other party's email address, so he sent several text messages.

I sent it to Aso Qiuya, hoping to get the other party’s approval.

At the end, he wrote in the text message: [Your future student—Shibusawa Tatsuhiko.]

Not long after sending the text message, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko held the phone again and added a text message.

[Mr. Akiya, the Tsushima family has a very strange attitude towards Shuji Tsushima and hides some interesting secrets. Do you want me to ignore it or intervene in this matter? 】

He reviewed the message for a few seconds to make sure he didn't reveal a threat.

In this way, Mr. Qiuya will definitely reply to himself.

Plan pass.

While shopping in Ginza, Tokyo, Aso Akiya and Rando, who were euphemistically looking for business opportunities and enemies, passed by a Cowherd store that was recruiting people. They smiled and talked to each other, and felt text messages vibrating in their pants pockets.

Hearing the sound, Aso Qiu also had a feeling that his thighs were going numb.

Lan Tang teased: "Who is looking for you again, you are such a busy person."

Aso Qiuya read the content, raised his forehead and said: "Is this guy addicted to writing stories? He insists on writing in such detail, for fear that I don't know that he will overturn... Huh?"

He quickly slid up and started all over again. Crossing out the whole process of Tsushima Shuji. Shibusawa Tatsuhiko also leisurely described the scenery of the Tsushima family courtyard, among which

After Shuji Tsushima was asked to guide the writing, he only had a little bit of emotion and quickly agreed.

Is it super inconsistent?

Is this Tsushima Shuji? Is this the future of running away from home and manipulating people’s hearts? Dazai Osamu?!

In a normal family, children will either lively and ask more questions, or they just don’t want to study and start making troubles. For details, please refer to his family’s Zhongya and Ranpo.

Such a reaction would be considered cowardly for a young master from a wealthy family!

——You don’t even have a voice to protest!

"That's not right." Aso Qiuya murmured, "I met little Shuji. He was very lively when he was four years old. Even if he pretends to agree, he will not compromise like this."

With such a character, if you want to say that he is like Oba Yezang in "The Disqualification of the World", it would be fine.

It’s OOC to say it’s Osamu Dazai!

Lan Tang heard his casual thoughts, his eyes wandered elsewhere, and tugged on his sleeve, "Qiu Ye, let's go a little further."

Aso Qiu also wanted to ask Shibusawa Tatsuhiko some more details: "Wait a moment."

Lan Tang shamefully rubbed the ground with his toes and said bravely: "Others don't look at us right... Qiuye... Do you want to take me in to play..."

Aso Akiya: "Huh?"

Does Lan Tang care about other people's eyes?

Immediately afterwards, Aso Qiu also understood that the two of them were too close to the recruitment advertisement of Cowherd Store, and some people in the nearby night shopping crowd were already looking at them curiously.

Judging from their appearance alone, the two of them are enough to apply for the top Cowherd restaurant in Ginza.

After a while, someone came to the store after smelling the beauty.

"Do you want to apply for a job?"

"……In no mood."

Aso Qiu also extinguished the fiery enthusiasm of the other party and quickly led Lan Tang away.

After getting far away, Lan Tang patted his chest: "I was scared to death. I thought we were going in."
To be continued...