Chapter 177 Simple folk style America

Tsushima Shuji got on a private jet to the United States alone.

At his strong request, Butler Tanaka, who originally wanted to go with him, stayed in the country.

because…

“Besides Mr. Tanaka, there is no one else I can trust in Neon…”

“If Mr. Tanaka also leaves, who should handle the affairs of the Tsushima Club?” The boy said with a gloomy expression.

“Master Shuzhi…” Butler Tanaka couldn’t help but be moved.

“I’ll definitely stay at Neon next time to take care of everything for you, Master Xiuzhi.” He immediately assured.

“Master Xiuzhi, be careful when you are alone, Ailand’s people will pick you up…” Butler Tanaka asked worriedly.

My poor young master Xiuzhi… You must not encounter an accident.

“Thank you, Mr. Tanaka.” The boy showed a shallow smile.

Tsushima Shuji: Good! This time there is one less source.

Diguang Support ClubX

Bodyguards led by Butler Tanaka support X

Atobe Keigo’s RosesX

Photographed Bourbon and Gin X

Isn’t it perfect? !

Belmod’s identity, even if she came to the show, she wouldn’t do such a fanfare, let alone she wouldn’t come at all.

The only familiar audience that will appear…

maybe only that one…

Tsushima Shuji: That person is probably struggling with which identity to use.

After all, this determines how the opponent looks when they come out.

What do you say…he’s still pretty good looking…

The appearance of each fake identity is in line with the aesthetics of the other.

Well, one of the reasons why Tsushima Shuji was raised by that guy is that he looks delicate enough.

Satisfy that aesthetic.

Tsushima Shuji flipped through the fake identities the other party had used in his mind.

A priest, a rich businessman, an arms dealer, a doctor…

However, the identity that the other party has used will not be used for the second time, this time the fake identity…

It is estimated that it is a noble of which country.

…

As soon as I got off the plane, I saw a row of people waiting outside.

“Master Tsushima.” The person in charge of Elland is also Japanese.

“Welcome back.” He took a few steps forward to welcome him.

“Thank you, He Xiangjun.” The young man nodded calmly.

When he was in the United States as a child, this person in charge often reported to that person’s fake identity.

Well, by the way, the fake identity was the uncle of Shuji Tsushima.

Haruhiko Oba is also the top person in charge of Aland in the United States.

The surname was chosen by Shuji Tsushima.

So the mother lady, who was already dead when she appeared on the scene, was directly surnamed.

Because of the tradition of the woman taking the man’s surname after the Neon people get married, the mother has never revealed her own surname to anyone.

After all, a cautious organization member.

When the person ran away, the fake identity was handed over to the organization responsible for managing the identity to continue to use.

“Mr. Da Ting is already waiting for you.” He Xiangjun said respectfully.

“I see, how is uncle’s health?” Tsushima Shuji asked as he moved forward.

As for why this question is asked…

Of course, it’s because of that historical legacy.

Haruhiko Oba is a sick young man who vomits blood at every turn and can only sit in a wheelchair.

Being with Tsushima Shuji is simply a tragedy of uncle and nephew.

A young man can only rely on a wheelchair for the second half of his life, while a young man is blind in one eye and covered in bandages, and both of them vomit blood at every turn.

It makes people wonder if this family has some genetic disease or someone cursed it.

“Mr. Haruhiko…” He Xiangman mentioned the other party in a adoring tone, and then sighed deeply.

“You’ll know when you see it.” He shook his head, reluctant to say more.

“…I see.” The boy’s tone was low.

As if thinking of something bad.

It seems that the people in the organization didn’t change the persona casually, they managed it completely according to that person’s persona.

“Mr. Haruhiko…” He Xiang hesitated.

Master Tsushima and Mr. Haruhiko are both rare geniuses that make people feel amazing.

But all…

“Take me to see him.” The boy couldn’t help sighing.

“Yes, please come with me.” He Xiang stretched out his hand to lead the way.

Ailand chose to keep a low profile, so there were only four cars to pick up this time, and Shuji Tsushima got in the third car.

“It’s really… nothing has changed.” He looked out the car window and sighed.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sound of gunshots and explosions from outside the car.

Tsushima Shuji: The folk customs are exactly the same, so there is no change.

Pedestrians around began to run around to hide, but Shuji Tsushima saw a familiar figure on the street.

Izayoi Mochizuki, female, came to the United States to find inspiration.

A sudden…shooting? terrorist? Let her stand still.

The brain keeps useful information together as inspiration.

A car stopped in front of her.

“Miss Mochizuki, do you want to be together?” The boy with a bandage on his right eye and a kite-colored left eye opened the car window and asked.

Izayoi Mochizuki regained his senses, looked around and nodded.

Went to the other side and got into the car.

“Master Tsushima and this young lady…?” He Xiang couldn’t help but ask cautiously.

“There was a relationship in the hospital.”

“In a sense, it’s kind of like…” Tsushima Shuji hesitated.

At least in terms of wanting to die, they are considered similar.

“Why is Miss Mochizuki in America?” Tsushima Shuji asked, looking at the girl who got in the car.

“New book…” The girl fell into a trance state again.

“…Forget it.” Tsushima Shuji sighed helplessly and turned his head.

People like Izayoi Mochizuki.

Don’t care what other people think at all.

In a sense, it is the exact opposite of Shuji Tsushima…

Wait… she doesn’t care what other people think.

Did I care?

Tsushima Shuji fell into thought.

He thought about what he had done, and it had nothing to do with caring about what others thought…

Tsushima Shuji: I’m really embarrassed to think about it like that~

However, I always remember that I used to do a lot of things to please other people.

But specific…

Tsushima Shuji searched through a pile of memory fragments, but could not find any detailed memory.

There are only hazy memory fragments that can’t be seen through a layer of fog.

Forget it, after so many years, it’s normal to forget.

[Right, system gentleman. ] he asked in his heart.

[The host will definitely remember it! ] The system that hasn’t bubbling for a long time encouraged.

[yes. ] The young man’s heart is unclear.

The system dived silently again, without saying a word, as quiet as a chicken.

“Every time I come here, the welcome ceremony is very grand.” Miss Mochizuki said in a serious tone.

“…I think so too.” Tsushima Shuji was stunned, as if he didn’t expect her to take the initiative to speak.

“Last time I came to ~www.readmtl.com~ I encountered a bank robbery, and the last time someone held a terror parade…” Miss Mochizuki said calmly about each welcome ceremony.

“That’s why I always come here when I’m looking for inspiration.” She nodded affirmatively.

She feels that America is her source of inspiration.

“…Miss Mochizuki is really a qualified writer.”

“I have a friend who is also a writer, but the article he wrote hasn’t been published yet…” Tsushima Shuji said calmly.

“…I’ll show you this.” Miss Mochizuki handed Tsushima Shuji a book.

Tsushima Shuji took the book and looked at him.

“I wrote it, it hasn’t been published yet, it’s a thank you gift.” Miss Mochizuki said naturally.

“…Thank you then.”