I can't be the hero of a romantic light novel

"Bastard, are you looking down on me?"

Wuma Xingjin looked past Yuki's friends and landed on Sayuri lying on the tatami.

"Is this your husband?"

Sayuri raised her head and looked at Wuma Xingjin with a sad look in her eyes. After a long time, she nodded as if resigned to her fate.

"I see."

Wuma Xingjin withdrew his gaze and caught Yu Ji's friend's fist. At the same time, the coin in his hand bounced onto his forehead, causing a piece of red to appear.

"Ah, it hurts!"

Yuji's friend covered his forehead, grinning in pain, and tried to pull out his hand. He pulled it out several times, but found that it was not moving at all, as if he was being held tightly by an iron pliers.

"Let me go!"

The 50-yen coin spun in the air for a few times and returned firmly to Wuma Xingjin's hand.

He let go of the hand holding Yu Ji's friend's fist, and the latter staggered a few steps and almost fell due to his own strength.

People always repeat the mistakes they have made.

There have been too many tragedies caused to the people around him because of his actions. Wuma Xingjin will never sit idly by and let things get worse.

He wants to bring happiness to others, not sadness.

Wu Ma Xingjin reached out to Sayuri and helped her up, his smile tainted with a bit of sunshine belonging to Arakawa Kotoyuki:

"I'm bothering you."

"But don't worry, leave everything to me."

"Uncle store manager, I will compensate for the damage here. Can you prepare a new set of clothes before that?"

"Ah, of course."

Yoshino Taro couldn't get involved in Sayuri's family affairs, so he could only sympathize with her in his heart.

Clothes are not a problem at all. As Sayuri grows up, she comes less and less, but the clothes are still there.

Every year before the Daimonji Mountain Fire, Sayuri would come to pick up the kimonos stored here for convenience. Except for the style being a little outdated, it was still as good as new.

Sayuri's eyes regained some vitality, and her trembling body seemed to have found its backbone after coming into contact with Wuma Xingjin's hand. The boy's hand was as warm as his smile.

She is a person without any opinion and just wants to sit quietly at home and simmer Yukisencha.

But fate played a joke on her. The once clean and tidy home became smoky, and she could no longer stay there. No one could be with her when she went out, and her days were gloomy.

That's why Wu Ma Xingjin made Sayuri dress up carefully after a long time when he met her.

Not looking forward to meeting the beautiful boy, but feeling relieved to be able to leave the oppressive home and take a breath of fresh air after a long time.

Sayuri reached out and took Wuma Seijin's hand and stood up, then followed Yoshino Taro to find the landlady to change out of her wet kimono.

"Hey! Don't even think about leaving. Sayuri, remember, you can't escape my grasp no matter where you go."

Yuki's friend took out a handful of bills from his pocket and threw them out. They were all in large denominations of [-] yen, or at least hundreds of thousands.

"There's no need for you to pay, Yoshino, just bring Sayuri back to me. The money is all yours."

Yoshino Taro turned back and glanced at the money on the ground, unmoved.

The guests are Wuma Xingjin and Sayuri, not this uninvited guest who broke in. He has no reason to serve.

Yuki and his friends were left alone, like a clown performing alone without anyone paying attention.

Yuji's friend's chest was heaving violently, and veins appeared on his temples due to anger.

Ever since he married Sayuri, the endless money in his hands allowed him to be treated like an emperor, and no one had ever ignored him like this.

Wuma Xingjin sat down again, extended his hand to invite Yu Ji's friend and said:

"Now let's talk."

Only Wu Ma Xingjin and Yu Jiyou were left in the tea room. The latter's round eyes under his glasses narrowed and he sat cross-legged, looking strangely calm.

"That's my wife, where do you want her to go?"

"That's exactly what I'm going to say."

"The strangers don't look like a couple at all. If the relationship is broken, then this performance is too stiff."

Yuji's friend suddenly burst into laughter. The anger just now had nothing to do with him now.

Yuji's friend stopped laughing and stared at Wuma Xingjin, with a calculating look in his eyes that made people wonder whether it was a disguise or a moody personality, very neurotic.

"It's been seen"

"So what?

Chapter 148 The advantage is in me

"Wuma Seijin, right? Hachioji High School's Art Prize Star Contestant and the most popular calligraphy class contestant. He has a bright future."

"What should I do if my scandal with a married woman is revealed?"

Yu Ji's friend showed a greedy smile: "The hush money of [-] million yen, not even one cent less."

"I believe that the director of Hachioji High School behind you will not be stingy with this little money."

He would never have too much of such a wonderful thing as money. How could he let go of such an opportunity if he had the opportunity to extort a sum of money.

He bent down and picked up the bills one by one. He was sure that Yoshino Taro would not accept the money, so he threw it out seemingly generously, just to let Sayuri see that he still cared about her.

"What does it mean to be seen out?"

"There's no need to tell you this kind of thing, just act as your good student."

Yuji's friend took out a bank card from his wallet and pushed it in front of Wuma Xingjin.

"I say it again, three hundred million yen."

"Transfer to this account before next Monday or I will ruin your reputation."

"I didn't bring any paper or pen. I believe that with your photographic memory, you will be able to write it down."

Wuma Xingjin rearranged the tea sets one by one.

I was blackmailed, and now it seems that the situation is not good for me.

After all, he met Sayuri first, so he was at a disadvantage both emotionally and rationally.

At this moment, a dissatisfied voice sounded from next door:

"Who's making the noise here?"

A handsome boy opened the door, followed by several distinguished peers, and continued with an unhappy expression:

"Are you the ones making noise in the tea house?"

"Do you know that you have to keep quiet here? This is the most basic respect for the tea ceremony!"

"Call out the person who just disturbed us, and I'll ask him a few questions. If he can answer them, I can let him go.

If not, then the noisy tongue half will be chopped up and used as fish bait in the pond. "

The owner of the voice was a young man, and his understatement made people shudder.

The young master and the leading boy glanced around, and when they saw Wuma Xingjin sitting upright and kneeling, their eyes lit up and they said in unison:

"Mr. Wu Ma (Senior Wu Ma)?!"

The leader of this group of children from aristocratic families is Furuno Takashi, whom he met at the auditions at the end of November. At this moment, he happily walked forward and introduced to the young people behind him:

Furuno Takashi highly praised Wuma Xingjin:

"This is Mr. Wuma I'm talking about."

Especially after he joined the coveted circle of top literati, the care he received from masters such as Higashi Ishiro was extraordinary, and this was a drag on Wuma Xingjin's fortune. Furuno Takashi naturally knew this.

He hates evil as much as he hates it, but he is also a true-hearted person, so he has always regarded Wuma Xingjin as a close friend.

Of course, being a teacher comes before being a close friend.

The kid from the aristocratic family next to him was originally in a bad mood due to Yuki's friend, but when he saw the noble person in Furuno Takashi's words, his interest instantly rose, and he even joked:

"In that case, we can only hope that we don't encounter him in the general election."

"Hahaha, that's right."

"But why is Mr. Wu Ma here?"

"We've been apart for a long time. It's fate that we meet today. It's a rare encounter. Come to my mountain to enjoy the plum blossoms."

Taro Yoshino, who had just sent Sayuri away, came back again. This poor middle-aged man was exhausted mentally and physically. He explained to Furuno Takashi and others anxiously:

"It was just an accident."

These young men all have extraordinary backgrounds, and they are all from well-known local families in Kyoto. If they make these young men unhappy, their own business will probably be even more difficult.

In particular, the young master of the Furuno family was notoriously difficult to get along with.

If you annoy him, you really don't need to open your own tea house anymore.

But who would have thought that Furuno Takashi actually waved his hand, asked him to leave with a smile, and then remembered to ask him to send Wuma Xingjin's bill to Furuno's house.

Yu Jiyou closed his mouth and secretly observed the few young people who broke in.

I found that all of them were high-spirited and had no aura like ordinary people. Maybe they were of unusual status.

The leader, Furuno Takashi, was chatting and laughing with Wuma Xingjin, with the latter seeming to be the center of the conversation.

As far as he knew, Wuma Xingjin was just an overseas student with good academic performance, and he got famous by participating in the Tokyo Autumn Art Awards. Other than that, he was ordinary.

Why is this situation different from what I imagined?

"It's exactly what store manager Yoshino said, there was an accident."

Wuma Xingjin was a little embarrassed. It was always a disgraceful thing to be discovered by an acquaintance and have a private meeting with a married woman.

Only then did Furuno Takashi notice that there was another person in the teahouse. After looking at Yuki and his friend for a long time, he turned to look at Wuma Xingjin and came to the conclusion:

"Are you in trouble?"

"almost."