My Avatar is Becoming the Ultimate BOSS-Chapter 73 - 062 Leisure

Tokyo, on the streets of Roppongi.

Ji Minghuan walked toward the phone booth and asked Ke Qirui, "So, why did you two end up in Tokyo?"

Ke Qirui smiled at him, "I happened to come to Tokyo for work, so I brought Maimai along."

As she explained, she reached out her right hand and gently tapped on the glass door of the phone booth.

Hearing the knock, Su Zimai inside turned around nervously. Seeing that only Gu Wenyu remained outside the phone booth, she sighed in relief, slowly put down the red phone she was holding to her ear, and walked out of the phone booth, trying to appear nonchalant.

She glanced blankly at Ji Minghuan and was silent for two seconds: "Thanks."

"And the reward for helping you out?" Ji Minghuan asked straightforwardly, hands in pockets.

"I’ll treat you to a sushi buffet, I and my group..." Su Zimai paused.

"Group?"

"Teacher." Su Zimai corrected herself, "My teacher and I were planning to have sushi, why don’t you join us? She’s paying."

"Don’t make it sound like I’m some rich lady keeping a young girl." Ke Qirui took a pipe from her pocket, put it in her mouth, and defended herself carelessly, "I’m just a nineteen-year-old young lady, not much older than you guys."

"A pipe?" Ji Minghuan raised an eyebrow, "Oh... that’s rare, especially on a nineteen-year-old young lady, even rarer."

Ke Qirui didn’t know how to respond for a moment, so she could only speak with a tone as if a child had been caught hiding a toy by an adult, looking innocent, "Ah... accidentally got exposed."

She turned to Su Zimai and asked, "What should I do, Maimai, your brother won’t criticize me for being a smoker and then take you home without notice, right?"

Her tone was like she was being coquettish.

If it weren’t for the fact that he had just had a proper conversation with her at the Roppongi Theater, Ji Minghuan might have been fooled by her pretense. She’s as cunning as a fox.

"She smokes e-cigarettes."

Su Zimai’s corner of the eye twitched, awkwardly covering for Ke Qirui, thinking to herself that this leader had been playing the innocent youth but ended up exposing herself as a smoker.

"Using a pipe to smoke e-cigarettes, I almost believed it." Ji Minghuan said, "But I’m not my big brother, certainly don’t care—whether you smoke or do pot, handing over my little sister to you is best, so there’s no one at home fighting me for the TV, or the drinks and ice cream in the fridge."

"That’s a real cheeky way to put it." Su Zimai frowned.

Ji Minghuan ignored her and continued to ask Ke Qirui, "Ke Teacher, you’re still in college, right?"

"Internship," Ke Qirui said indifferently, "My job is quite special: I usually take photos for those big tycoons, like their heroic spending at auctions or the beautiful photos they want to post on social media... The past few days, I happened to come to Japan with one of those wealthy people, so I dragged Maimai along too."

She raised her hand and poked Su Zimai’s wrinkled nose, "Right?"

"Right, right." Su Zimai said, moving her finger away from her face. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

"Oh, this job sounds promising." Ji Minghuan tilted his head, no longer bothering Ke Qirui, "So which sushi place are you guys going to?"

Su Zimai glanced at her phone: "A branch of Sukiyabashi Jiro, managed by the second son of the so-called Sushi God, it’s at 6-12-2 Roppongi in the Harbor District, you’ll see it after turning onto the next street. This place is quite popular on Xiaohongshu, I especially brought my teacher for a check-in, planning to try out all the good food in Tokyo these days. You’re lucky, you get a free meal."

"No wonder running away from home, being kept by a rich lady seems so nice..." Ji Minghuan said sarcastically with hands in pockets, "Taking you to Japan to play, letting you eat and drink for free, I’d also run away from home, let whoever wants to stay at home stay, with those two big guys brooding in there."

"I’m not a rich lady."

"You’re not being kept."

Ke Qirui and Su Zimai looked at Ji Minghuan and spoke almost simultaneously, with equally indifferent tones.

"I surrender." Ji Minghuan pulled his hands from his pockets and raised them, "Lesbians are really not to be messed with."

Now he understands why Su Zimai’s demeanor is so neutral; it turns out it’s learned from the "teacher."

"I now know why Maimai often says his brother’s got such a sharp tongue."

Ke Qirui said with a smile, tucking the cigarette holder back into his pocket.

Su Zimai sighed, "Stop wasting time with this guy, he’s either cooped up in his room silent as a mouse or making a shocking commotion, no, more like ’shocking people to death’."

Ji Minghuan was unconcerned, as if he hadn’t heard, leisurely placing his hands behind his head, secretly thinking: Who was it that secretly investigated my second unit’s background first, and came up with a line like ’my companion is nearby’ to threaten me? If I get the chance, I must give her a hard time, call it a fair exchange, right?

Su Zimai led the way, and soon the three of them arrived at the sushi restaurant she mentioned.

This sushi restaurant was hidden in the grey-toned building cluster behind Roppongi Hills, with a 30cm wide vertical cypress signboard hanging above the stone steps, engraved with the black lacquered words "Sukiyabashi Jiro."

The "clang clang" of sliding the cypress sliding door half a meter to the right, the three of them entered the store.

Amidst the staff’s chorus of "Irasshaimase (Welcome)," they sat at the cypress bar that could seat ten. Su Zimai took the menu from the waitress and placed the order, while the other two, not being picky, focused on eating—the division of labor was clear.

Ji Minghuan put down his phone on the bar, propped his cheek with one hand, and idly surveyed the sushi restaurant.

He alternated between watching the chef deftly slice raw fish into thin pieces and glancing at the TV overhead.

He picked up the bar’s remote control, switched to the news channel. At that moment, the Tokyo news station’s host was narrating in Japanese about the recent superpower criminal incidents occurring in cities like France and China.

The host spoke about the series of events that recently took place in Li Jing, starting with one that garnered significant attention: "Blue Arc captured the international thieves ’Da Zhonghou’ and ’Flying Ant,’ and the Li Jing Superpower Division has located the antique treasure from Tokyo Museum, which will be returned to Japan shortly."

Due to this incident, the Japanese public’s affection for "Blue Arc" significantly increased, with online platforms full of praise; the news station even broadcasted thank-you videos taken by Japanese citizens and even museum staff.

Su Zimai closed the menu, looked up at the TV screen: "Didn’t expect this blue electric rodent to actually be useful."

Ji Minghuan said nonchalantly, "If you post that comment online, you’ll be chased down and cursed by Blue Arc’s hardcore fans."

"I just can’t stand this one thing, I had a female classmate in my class say she didn’t like Blue Arc, and she ended up getting ostracized by other girls." Su Zimai paused, "...It’s so boring it’s deadly."

Ke Qirui took a sip of tea, and said slowly, "In fact, it’s very hard for idols to control their fans’ behavior, after all, the fan base is so large; how can Blue Arc manage everyone, especially since he is a national hero, insulting him is almost like insulting a people’s hero in many eyes, that’s why the public opinion environment seems so extreme."

"Oh, then if he’s not responsible, who will take responsibility for that ostracized girl?" Su Zimai asked.

"A school is much like a microcosm of society, learning to read the room and adapt to the situation is very important at school, otherwise you’ll suffer even more when you enter society; just take it as a lesson."

At this, Ke Qirui smirked at Su Zimai, "And wasn’t that girl pretty lucky? She met you. I remember you flipped the desks of the girls bullying her, and to keep your two brothers from worrying, you even had me pretend to be your sister to meet with the school’s head teacher."

Su Zimai averted her gaze: "I was just annoyed by Blue Arc’s fans, not necessarily trying to help her."

She leaned closer to Ke Qirui’s ear and whispered: "And afterwards you even released the ’Movie Demon’ which scared those girls’ parents so much that they didn’t dare come to school the next day, and the principal only then let the matter slide. Commander, aren’t you the worst one, seriously?"

"I can’t help it... I just don’t like those kids who bully others either." Ke Qirui said softly, "Don’t mention the demon, what if your brother hears?"

Saying so, she turned her head slightly and glanced at Ji Minghuan out of the corner of her eye.

Ji Minghuan was sipping his Ramune soda while watching the TV, expression indifferent, clearly not having heard their whispers.

Su Zimai and Ke Qirui created some distance, sighed, shook her head, and resumed her usual speaking tone.

She said, "Ah, it’s all Blue Arc’s fault."

"I already said, it’s unrelated to Blue Arc." Ke Qirui stated flatly.

Listening to their conversation, Ji Minghuan shrugged, curious in his heart how Su Zimai would react if one day she discovered that Blue Arc, whom she curses daily, is actually Gu Qiye.

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