Chapter 442, McDonald's Party

Late July.

After staying at home and taking a bath, Utsunomiya went out for dinner after a long absence. Usually, Chef Romanov would bring the food to the table or in front of him.

Although we said we were going out to eat, in fact we were just eating at McDonald's. As for its characteristics, this McDonald's is located on the top floor, which is a special case.

Outside the French window is a bustling city with bright lights and colorful lights. Because of the arrival of summer vacation, high school students have taken to the streets, and for a while, the Cat Pedestrian Street is crowded with people coming and going.

After Ling lowered her head to think, she raised her head slightly and saw Zhuo's hair covering his eyes. After a moment of silence, she looked around and then looked back at Zhuo.

"……wash."

"I am so sorry."

At this time, Zhuo was sitting upright at the dining table with his head lowered.

The cause of the incident was that after Zhuo and Ling agreed to go to BJ to watch the Olympics together, under the tacit division of labor between the two, Ling quickly packed up the luggage to carry with him after leaving, while he was troubled by the issue of ticket booking. Zhuo thought that it was probably because of the popularity that all flights from Tokyo to BJ were fully booked, and even if Zhuo wanted to buy a ticket from Kansai Osaka to BJ, there was still no room. Moreover, according to the staff, the tickets were already booked until August 14, so even if Zhuo wanted to compromise and only visit the second half, the idea of ​​compromise was also ruined.

There was nothing that could be done about this kind of thing. After being at his wits' end, Zhuo chose to ask for help from Fengjian Liuli.

The result of the incident is...

...Yasha, wearing a suit as black as ink, sat opposite Zhuo, concentrating on cutting the beef in front of him. That is, diagonally opposite Zhuo, or next to Ling. It is not known whether this gangster sensed the danger of Ling, or restrained himself in front of a certain red-haired family head, the distance between him and Ling was about one meter.

And the red-haired head of the family, who might be feared by him, naturally sat next to Zhuo, shaking his feet in wooden clogs and white socks, looking around.

Yasha picked up the cut beef with a silver-plated fork, and held it with his other free hand, as if afraid it would fall, and carefully placed it on Uesugi Eriya's plate. Then Uesugi Eriya withdrew her gaze from everywhere, frowned at the beef on the plate for a few seconds, and forked it into Zhuo's plate in the same way.

Yasha, on the other hand, had an expression that said "I want to save the country, but I'm powerless, so it's not my fault". Knowing that he was just repaying a favor this time, Yasha did not attack Zhuo. He was the wildest person among the three retainers of Minamoto no Chisei, and the one who looked most like a gangster... Maybe that was the reason why the other two did not follow.

Yaksha pretended that he saw nothing and knew nothing and did not attack Zhuo. After thinking for a while, he put down the silver-plated knife in his hand, washed his hands, and took out two blue and green rectangular pieces of paper from the inner pocket of his suit.

This is the flight ticket from Tokyo to BJ, which is also the purpose of this trip.

"Utsunomiya."

"What's wrong."

It seemed that in Zhuo's memory, Yasha and the others always called him "boy". This was probably the first time that Yasha formally called him by his last name. After hearing this, Zhuo put down his phone with a little surprise and looked up.

Yasha stretched out the hand that was not holding the plane ticket, made two clicks in the air, and continued speaking.

"We are even now."

"hold head high."

Zhuo nodded. Although from an objective point of view, saving a life in exchange for two plane tickets is not equal, Zhuo doesn't think so. The so-called value should be judged from the perspective of the person asking for help, instead of thinking that it is cheap just because it is easy for others to get two plane tickets. At the very least, if Zhuo doesn't ask for help, he will definitely not get it. What's more, Zhuo has no intention of using this favor to do anything... Therefore, Zhuo has no objection and agrees frankly. After seeing him admit it so frankly, Yasha's tense expression seemed to show relief. Zhuo felt that people like them who always owe favors to others might feel uneasy.

"It will be very hot there in the summer. If you are going to BJ, please be prepared for the heat."

"That's it, I understand."

"Also, there is one more thing."

"What."

“Are you really determined not to use a private jet?”

"No, an economy class ticket is fine... Compared to this, your tone makes me feel uncomfortable."

"Alas~ Yasha has already gone to deal with this matter. There are many rigid guys who are unwilling to refund their tickets or transfer them to us. It may take some time to buy all the economy class tickets."

"What? ... No, I mean two."

Yasha did not explain why he suddenly became polite to Zhuo and started using honorifics. But this was not something he should think about now. Instead, Zhuo did not expect that he would misinterpret his meaning to such an outrageous degree. From what he said, it seemed that he was planning to buy all the economy class tickets on the entire plane and then complete an alternative charter, or a special plane. Zhuo was dumbfounded and hurriedly explained.

Then, a familiar notebook appeared before his eyes, along with crimson hair and eyes obscuring his view of Yasha.

【Brother Christmas, it’s three】

Uesugi Eri stuck her head out. Would it be more appropriate to say that she was seeking the far side rather than the near one? She threw her upper body forward on the table and put her cheek close to him, then stretched out the index finger of one hand, [three fingers] and finally looked at Yasha.

It seemed that since their last separation, Zhuo had never had any contact with Uesugi Eri. Now thinking back, the two had only known each other for a few days and then been separated for a few months.

Because I forgot to do it.

Yasha glanced at Uesugi Eriya and nodded respectfully. Surprisingly, Zhuo did not see any surprise or objection on his face. Instead, he turned his head to look at Zhuo himself and blinked.

Zhuo thought that he was waiting for his reply.

To be honest, although he had no idea how the request for help he made to Fengjian Liuli had turned out to be what it was now, he could roughly guess that since the little mute had followed him, or more accurately, had slipped out, she would probably follow him on this trip to the Olympics - the facts proved that Zhuo's idea was not wrong, and Zhuo was not panicked because of this.

Zhuo put down his hand and started drinking McDonald's Coke.

"Three."

"I see. I hope you can take good care of the young lady."

Yasha stood up and bowed slightly, then turned and bowed slightly to Zero, then took out a box of cream ice cream from the cabinet below and handed it to Uesugi Eri politely.

(End of this chapter)