I Just Want to Be an Ordinary Writer

Or because of Chiba Yu's incident?

Is it out of care?

Or did he see those subtle things about Yoshikage Kira from his own perspective?

unknown.

trouble!

Uehara Misaki had a cigarette in her mouth, but she played with a lighter but didn't light it.

She looked at the 8 mobile phones on the table with great interest, smiled meaningfully, raised her hand and tied her grass-green mid-length hair into a ponytail.

Afterwards, she asked enthusiastically, "Hello! It's rare for everyone to get together, so are you just going to stare at the phone in a daze?"

Uehara Misaki turned around and found a bottle of sparkling wine from the gift bag she brought, and said with a smile, "In addition to wine, I also brought snacks, how about it?"

She winked at the crowd.

The first to respond to her was Miyamoto Hirono who had chastised her just now.

"It's not good for us to tear down the gift we brought to the professor..." As if he had caught Misaki Uehara's lack of thoughtfulness, Miyamoto Hirono sneered: "If the professor comes back and sees a group of Drunk, do you think it will be our turn to exchange places?"

exchange?

Kira Yoshikage glanced at Miyamoto Hirono calmly, then lowered his eyes.

——This is information that was previously unknown.

It seems that if he is accepted as a closed disciple by Professor Narita, he will get a lot of benefits.

Uehara Misaki showed an exaggerated and disdainful expression, patted the gift bag behind her, took out a bottle of "Fourteenth Generation Longquan Junmai Daiginjo", and shook it in front of Miyamoto Hirono in a dignified manner.

Satisfied seeing the face of Ben Gong Kuoye turning black, he carefully put away the wine and smiled: "Professor Narita loves wine, and I ~ just have the ability to buy good wine. The fourteenth generation Longquan is not something we can do. Drink something you know, our words~~”

Uehara Misaki picked up the sparkling wine and said with a smile, "Just drink this. Miyamoto, don't tell me you get drunk even drinking sparkling wine? Tsk tsk tsk..."

Miyamoto Hirono said "Hum!" with a sullen face, and stopped talking.

Except for Kira Yoshikage, everyone here looked at Uehara Misaki with envy.

No one wants to bring some decent things to Professor Narita, whether the professor will accept it or not is another matter, but the heart...

Kira Yoshikage glanced at the bottle of Fourteenth Generation Longquan and frowned.

Here's an interesting thing -

In terms of dress and accessories, Miyamoto Hirono is undoubtedly the richest of all the people present.Whether it's the fancy baseball jacket, the luxury co-branded leather shoes on the soles of his feet, or the famous watch worth more than 200 million yen on his wrist, he shouldn't show that kind of jealous expression.

On the other hand, Misaki Uehara was on the contrary. Except for her hyaluronic acid-rich face, which she scolded heavily for maintenance, she did not have a brand-name product from head to toe.The short ones made Kira Yoshikage wonder if they were denim shorts that would leak. He even saw almost the same style on the lady over there when he passed by Kabukicho a few days ago.

Check back again.

The fourteenth generation Longquan is worth about 45 yen to 55 yen depending on the year.

Then——Question: Why did Misaki Uehara bring this bottle of Fourteenth Generation Longquan instead of Hirono Miyamoto?

One of the mobile phones on the dining table suddenly vibrated, accompanied by a "bang," sound when the sparkling wine was opened.

Uehara Misaki was eager to try with a champagne glass: "Whose cell phone is it?"

"Me." Miyamoto Hirono said with a sullen face.

Uehara Misaki immediately showed a teasing expression, picked up the phone and handed it to him: "Unlock it, remember the rules~ We have to share all text messages and calls."

Miyamoto Kuoye grabbed the phone abruptly and cursed, "Wait for me the fuck!"

After saying that, he gave Uehara Misaki a sinister look, unlocked the phone and called up the text message page.

I don't know what the content of the text message is, Miyamoto Hirono's face darkened even more - it seems that the goddess of luck has not favored him today.

In the urging of the crowd, Miyamoto Hirono put the mobile phone on the dining table, and a group of people probed around.

The content of the text message is as follows - [Tomorrow is the deadline, be sure to transfer the money to my bank card.You don't want your family's mansion to be written in red with "payment of debts", right? 】

Before everyone could react, Uehara Misaki burst into laughter.

She patted her thigh exaggeratedly, pointed at Miyamoto Hirono and said with a smile: "You really are a fake young master!"

In the whispers of everyone, Kira Yoshikage turned to look at Miyamoto Hirono.

Miyamoto Hirono put his hand into his pocket, and when he took it out again, there was a butterfly knife in his hand.

Kira Yoshikage frowned - I hope he was just about to fiddle with the butterfly knife twice, instead of hurting people.

To be honest, Kira Yoshikage doesn't want to go to the Metropolitan Police Department for anything anymore.

It's enough for Chiba Yu's one time - trouble!

Uehara Misaki looked like she wanted to say something to mock Miyamoto Hirono, but another phone on the dining table rang.

This time it's a call request.

Uehara Misaki's laughter stopped abruptly, and she suddenly turned her face coldly at her phone—it was her phone.

The air flowing around her seemed to stop for a second or two, Uehara Misakiki stared at the phone for a while, picked up the call and turned on the speakerphone.

"It's now."