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

Someone took the money out of their wallet and gave it to her after taking the photo.

Ryoko Nagayama, who didn't understand what they were talking about, held her knees and gasped, feeling a little embarrassed. She was about to yell at them to go away, but when she saw the money being handed over, she subconsciously put it in her arms, her movements were so skillful that it was unbelievable. The dissatisfaction on his lips was swallowed back, and a smile appeared on his face.

Although I don’t understand what these blond foreigners want to do, they haven’t come up to do anything. They can get money just by standing here. In just a short time, they have received tens of thousands of yen. This money comes so easily. Yes, it seems that I am still very popular.

Changbin Yuying's smile became even more beautiful.

This standard geisha smile taught by the previous generation of oiran is very destructive on the young and beautiful face of the girl. The Kyoto beauty temperament that has been popular for hundreds of years is reflected in her body. How can this group of foreigners who have never seen the world be able to do it? Those who could bear it, the tourists swallowed their saliva and couldn't put down the cameras in their hands.

After only a few minutes, Ryoko Nagayama couldn't help but raise her hands to cover her eyes, which were sore from the flash.

Is this group of people finished? After taking the photo, hurry up and leave. Didn’t you see that there is a queue behind you? How much less will I charge if you delay for a while? Ryoko Nagayama folded his hands in front of him, smiling. Full of complaints.

When Nagayama Ryoko was muttering to herself, a voice came from outside the circle of tourists.

"Nagayama Ryoko? Are you talking about the legendary geisha who was both talented and beautiful?!"

"Of course it's me!" Ryoko Nagayama said proudly.

The crowd was divided into a road, and a group of young men wearing expensive kimonos came over, waving fans in their hands.

"Eh? Why are you?"

Ryoko Nagayama was astonished. She found a familiar face in front of these young men.

Wu Ma Xingjin who let go of her 'popular geisha' several times in a row!

That annoying guy was currently engrossed in eating the steaming taiyaki in his hand, turning a blind eye to the lively scene around him.

Taiyaki...thick red bean filling...brown and soft outer layer...

It looks delicious.

I stayed at Yoshino Tea House last night and only had salt-baked cheese rice in the morning. Now it's noon and I'm getting hungry.

If Shuichiro Nasu were to learn that the geisha he longed for lived in the Yoshino Tea House, just across the wall from Kihokan, his expression would probably be quite wonderful.

There was a growl in the stomach, Ryoko Nagayama blushed and looked around, and was relieved when no one noticed.

Furuno Takashi looked at Nagayama Ryoko with great interest. Judging from the appearance alone, he had never seen such an outstanding geisha. Nowadays, the famous geisha focus more on polishing their skills, but appearance cannot be changed. of.

"Do you know each other?" Furuno Takashi poked Wuma Xingjin in the back with his elbow, diverting his attention from the barbecued pork shop nearby to Ryoko Nagayama.

"Probably we know each other."

"After all, I've only seen her dance once."

Wuma Xingjin's tone was normal, as if he was talking about something insignificant.

What do you mean I only saw her dance once?

Ryoko Nagayama didn't expect that Wuma Xingjin would tell what happened that day, pointing at him and saying with shame and anger:

"You, why are you like this?!"

ah?There won't be such a big reaction, right?Wuma Xingjin scratched his head.

Furuno Takashi and the other young masters raised their eyebrows, and their expressions changed from weird expressions to mean smiles.

"That means I saw Ms. Nagayama dance before she became a geisha?"

"you can say it this way."

Wu Ma Xingjin swallowed the remaining taiyaki, drank the hot milk in one gulp, and nodded.

"Oh, Mr. Wu Ma is very lucky."

"I also want to get to know this geisha lady who is very famous recently."

"It's a pity that we got there first, so there's nothing we can do about it." Furuno Takashi shrugged and said regretfully.

"Why are you looking at me with such strange eyes?" Wuma Xingjin asked in confusion.

"To become a geisha, it means that a maiko has to undergo a transformation to become a talent, and she also needs to be guided by a benefactor. Even Miss Nagayama did not dance at the art awards, but she performed a solo for you in private. You should Don’t you know what this means?”

Sorry, I really don't know.

"Well, I'd like to hear the details."

Just as Furuno Takashi was about to explain, Nagayama Ryoko suddenly shouted, turned around and glanced at Wuma Xingjin fiercely:

"Stop talking! I'm ruined in your hands. If I had known, I wouldn't have made any bet."

"It's fine now. Even outsiders know about it. My reputation is completely ruined. I can no longer catch rich young men!"

As he said that, he actually lowered his head and started crying, with tears streaking in the corners of his eyes.

The tourists didn't know what they were talking about, but they only knew that the beautiful geisha girl suddenly burst into tears. It seemed that it was caused by the confused boy, and she couldn't help but murmur for Ryoko Nagayama's injustice.

[I also want to ask this young guy for his contact information and let him come to my guest room to play some fun games, but I don’t like amorous boys]

[If a girl cries in Texas, we will dig a pool of oil and throw her in to make fried chicken nuggets]

[Damn, the big tits made the kitten cry]

Wuma Xingjin understands, wait, I'm just an ordinary passerby, why am I being denounced inexplicably?

"Isn't this a bet? It should be fine if you explain it to people, right?"

Wuma Xingjin raised his hand and said that he had nothing to do with Yongshan Ryoko.

"The person making the bet is Takeshita Touo, not you, Mr. Wuma, so stop making excuses."

Wuma Xingjin sighed, and his eyes fell on the bookcase held by Ryoko Nagayama. He noticed that the hanging scroll seemed to be very expensive, and he didn't know whose original work it was on the scroll.

By the way, why did Ryoko Nagayama appear here?Is it on the way to the teahouse?I didn’t expect to start picking up customers so soon.

At Ryoko Nagayama's age, she should still be in college. To become a geisha, she really has to give up a lot of things.

"Since there's nothing wrong, let's go."

There are still classes tomorrow, and Wu Ma Xingjin wants to rush back to Kobayakawa's house as soon as possible and return to Tokyo with his senior sister.

Furuno Takashi saw that Wuma Xingjin was leaving, so naturally he would not stay.

"Wait a minute!" Ryoko Nagayama stopped them.

Furuno Takashi and others had extraordinary appearances and temperaments that looked very similar to the calligraphy contestants she had seen at the Art Appreciation. They all had a hint of sultriness. After all, no normal person would fan in the winter.

Since he may be a contestant in the calligraphy group, he must have an unusual family background, and maybe he is a rich man who can buy the calligraphy in his hand.

Taking out the rice paper from the book tube and unfolding it, Ryoko Nagayama said to Takashi Furuno:

"Look at this picture."

Furuno Takashi touched his chin and looked at it carefully for a moment. It read clearly:

[I will wait passionately for dusk, the remaining snow will fade late and the moon will rise early. 】

[The place where you sleep drunkenly at the foot of Gushan Mountain is decorated with skirts and waists that are not swept away. 】

Aoki Seito, who was wearing a kimono embroidered with a deer chasing a hydrangea, said in surprise:

"Isn't this the calligraphy of Mr. Wuma! Where did Miss Yongshan get it?"

Hearing Aoki Seito's surprised voice, several other young masters stopped and walked up to take a closer look. Kuroiwa Zuoben suddenly raised his head and asked:

"Can you give up your love?"

"I saw it first, don't grab it from me." Aoki Seito pushed Kuroiwa Zuoben aside.

"Those who see it have a share, and those who see it have a share, hahaha."

"You have to pay for it!"

"Money is not an issue, just ask."

One of the young masters said nonchalantly.

Nagayama Ryoko tentatively stretched out six fingers towards the leader Furuno Takashi. Furuno Takashi shook his head. Nagayama Ryoko withdrew two fingers with difficulty. Furuno Takashi shook his head again.

Ryoko Nagayama put away the rice paper angrily and said:

"If you don't have money, don't come to tease me."

Kuroiwa Zuo-bian gritted his teeth and said: "I bought it. It's only [-] million yen. At most, I will stay at home and not go out for fun for the next two months."

For them, Wuma Xingjin's original works are comparable to the individual teachings of a master. Even just imitating the person's appearance is enough to make a big step forward in calligraphy. In comparison, spending a little money is nothing.

Especially among them, only Furuno Takashi has a masterpiece by Mr. Uma, but he doesn't. Of course he won't let go of the opportunity if he has the chance to buy it.

"Four, four hundred million!!!"

"Are you bluffing?"

"Huh? You are questioning my Black Rock family!"

The Kuroiwa family?I seem to have heard Nagahama’s mother say that a big family in Kyoto once said:

[If you can embrace a noble family like the Kuroiwa family, you don’t have to worry about gold and silver anymore. 】

Nagayama Ryoko looked at the rice paper in her hand in disbelief. It was light but extremely precious.

She expected that it would be good if she could sell it for 400 million yen, and she would have to figure out how to deal with the other money owed by Kiyokan.

The price that Kuroiwa Zuobian gave her was an astronomical figure that she could never imagine in her life. This feeling of happiness almost knocked her unconscious.

This is 400 million yen, not 4000 million, not [-] million, but [-] million!

This large amount of money is more than enough to pay off debts.

Wuma Xingjin was still carrying various snacks in large and small bags and eating haese. He looked back and saw Furuno Takashi and the others were still with Ryoko Nagayama.

"What are you doing?" Wuma Xingjin asked.

"I just want to buy a letter."

Kuroiwa Zuobian blocked Wuma Xingjin's sight with a smile on his face.

It was fine if I didn't say it, but Wuma Xingjin also became interested when I mentioned it, but when he saw that Ryoko Nagayama was holding the word he had given him, every eyebrow revealed, 'Are you kidding me? 'The breath.

"You want to sell the words I gave you?"

"Yes, do you want to buy it?" When it comes to the beloved Fukuzawa Yukichi, Ryoko Nagayama hugged the book in her arms tightly and said cheekily.

"Sell me what I gave you?"

"Good for you."