Kuriyama Mai picked up a tissue and wiped his face, thinking:
Did Chiharu Kashiwahara come here to prepare for drinking?
Drinking milk and eating high-fat French fries in advance can indeed help reduce the irritation of the stomach caused by alcohol.
But why not ask someone to buy it for her? Then do it in the car, which will save more time.
Seeing how eager she was to eat, I was really worried that she would be burned by the fries.
Could it be that she discovered him when he went to Kasuga Chinatsu's house?
A bold idea suddenly popped into Kuriyama Mai's mind. Judging from her knowledge of Disney selling limited edition toys, the relationship between the sisters should be quite deep.
In fact, he also thought about hiding at Kasuga Chinatsu's house tonight.
But in this case, Nakamura will return all the anger from Mitsui Kanon on himself. He can't hide for a while, but he can't hide for a lifetime. Why not let Nakamura know that he can't be messed with tonight.
Thinking of this, Kuriyama Mai looked out the window. Takayama Ken was still pacing anxiously back and forth at the tram entrance. Two minutes had passed since the agreed time.
I hope his little brothers can be more reliable, otherwise I will have to find some extras tonight.
Kuriyama Mai was playing with the two heavy and delicate badges in his hands with some boredom, which looked bright under the orange light.
To his surprise, what was engraved on the badge was not a tiger or a lion, but a chubby shorthair and a skinny Siamese.
Paired with the big floral 'K' at the bottom of the badge, this is too... cute.
Kuriyama Mai couldn't help but tilted his head and grinned. Maybe this was the female head of the family.
But in an instant, the smile on his face froze, and Takayama Ken's younger brothers finally appeared.
A group of tall and short people walked out of Exit C of the tram station. People around them were afraid to avoid them, so they walked out of a wall of air in the flow of people.
They carried a variety of 'weapons' in their hands, including steel pipes, baseball bats, and even the shortest one carried a watermelon knife wrapped in linen.
Although Takayama Ken's expression at this time could not be clearly seen, he must have been moved to tears.
I saw him hugging each other with great excitement. Even though Kuriyama Mai was just watching from a distance, he could still feel the trembling of his body.
This is definitely not an excitement that can be performed. In other words, Takayama Ken really called his former little brother over, instead of calling people from Nakamura to come over and cooperate with each other.
It was just a phone call that had no beginning and no end, but the little brother I usually looked after actually stood up for myself...
Even Kuriyama Mai tightly grasped the empty cup on the table, and a nameless blood ignited in his chest. This must be 'righteousness'.
If the people Kasuga Chinatsu helped had this realization, she wouldn't be so 'autistic' now.
Why do you suddenly think of her? Kuriyama Mai quickly shook his head.
Seeing Ken Takayama leading the group of people across the sidewalk, he also put on his hat again and walked down.
The team led by Ken Takayama was like a sharp blade, cutting through the crowds of people on the sidewalk.
Kuriyama Mai also took the opportunity to count them one by one, and there were as many as seven. He originally thought it would be good to have one or two.
"This is Brother Kuriyama!"
Gao Shanjian was still more than ten meters away from him, so he couldn't help but introduce it loudly to the younger brother behind him.
"I've seen Brother Kuriyama!"
"Hello, Brother Kuriyama!"
…
The young faces, probably no more than 20 years old, put away their usual fierceness and unruliness on the streets, and greeted Kuriyama Mai with the most respectful and humble smiles.
Is this money ability?
Kuriyama Mai looked at these dozen teenagers, and he felt a bit like Li Yunlong when he learned that the independent group had more than 10,000 people.
But on the surface, he still waved his hands calmly and said calmly:
"Everyone has worked so hard, but we haven't even eaten yet."
For a moment, the seven teenagers looked around shyly. When they heard the news that Brother Gao Shan was in danger, they rushed over without even having time to eat.
It's a bit embarrassing for this big shot who can convince Brother Gao Shan to give him a big sum of money first and then treat him to a meal.
Kuriyama Makoto wanted to tell them to eat first, but a patrolman on a bicycle happened to stare at them.
"What...are you going to do?"
Seeing their large numbers, the mounted policeman's voice couldn't help but tremble, but it could be seen that he was already working hard to encourage himself.
"Police officer, we are just doing club activities, don't worry."
Kuriyama Mai spoke respectfully in a threatening tone.
The mounted policeman was so nervous that he reached for the pistol at his waist and shouted to Kuriyama Mai with a sullen expression:
"Society? What society? Is it registered?"
Kuriyama Mai spread her hands to him with an innocent look:
"It's just a martial arts club in an ordinary high school. They just came out of the martial arts hall. It makes sense for everyone to have their own equipment."
The mounted police officer pointed to the watermelon knife wrapped in linen, the rusty steel pipe and the baseball bat with peeling paint and pits, and asked reluctantly:
"Does your martial arts club use this?"
"What school in Minato City is so short of funds?"
The eyes of the group of teenagers have become fierce, and they can't wait to deal with this little sniper who is disrespectful to the 'big man'.
I have given him face time and time again, but he still keeps nagging me.
Kuriyama Mai noticed something strange in the team, and quickly looked over to stop their imminent thoughts.
Takayama Kenya understood and reached out his hand to stop them.
Although the hot-blooded boy takes justice first, being too impulsive can lead to bad things.
Kuriyama Mai thought about it, took out the badge from his bag, waved it in front of the mounted police, and said softly:
"Only with weapons that are more life-like can we better protect ourselves in daily life, police officer~"
"And that knife is just for cutting fruit when we go to the park for a picnic in the evening."
He deliberately prolonged his voice, hoping that this policeman, who didn't look young, could understand some ways of the world.
"Yes, we will go to Hibino Park right after dinner." Takeru Takayama helped.
"Who believes your ghost..."
The mounted policeman was a little angry. He felt that these people were treating him like a monkey.
But when his eyes glanced at the badge, his momentum fell off a cliff at the word "ghost". This was a short medal representing the senior management of the Kashiwahara family security company.
Because the design is so cute, it is really unforgettable.
"Sorry for disturbing you."
He quickly got on his bicycle and walked away in despair.
If the Kashiwahara family is really training new people, this is far beyond the fault of a small mounted policeman like him.
Sure enough, it worked, and Kuriyama Mai became more confident in his plan for the evening.
At the same time, the group of teenagers also cast admiring glances at him, and with just a few words, the annoying note slipped away without any action.
Kuriyama Mai didn't bother grinding much, and distributed a few 10,000 yen notes to each of them, and told the teenagers to go fill their bellies first, and agreed to meet here again in half an hour, and they would not wait if they were late.
If there is no sense of discipline, no matter how loyal you are, your actions will only be delayed.
He himself went to rent a car with Takayama Ken. Without a car, it would be too conspicuous for these people to take the tram, and their location would be easily exposed.
On the way, I chatted with Takayama Ken about the internal affairs of the Mitsui family, which also gave Kuriyama Mai a clearer plan for tonight.
As Ken Takayama returned in a 9-seater high-end MPV, the seven teenagers got into the car in an orderly manner, as if they had been waiting there for a long time.
As soon as the short boy with the watermelon knife got in the car, he couldn't wait to shout:
"Brother Lishan, brother Gaoshan, are we going to take action now?"
For a moment, seven pairs of eyes looked at Kuriyama Mai sitting in the passenger seat.
He looked at these slightly immature ones, but put on a face that was determined to die, waved his hand gently, and said calmly:
"Go try on the suit first."
"Ah?" There were unanimous exclamations in the car. This new old man's move was too generous.
Kuriyama Mai coughed lightly, signaled for silence, and told them seriously:
“Next, let’s talk about some things to note.”
The rules for the teenagers in the car to sit in an instant.
"1. All actions are subject to my command."
"Two, never make a fatal move."
"3. Don't talk while taking action."
"As long as everyone abides by these three points, even if the action fails, we will still be brothers and we will not treat everyone badly."
"But if anyone makes their own decisions and disobeys without permission, then you are welcome..."
Kuriyama Mai's eyes shone with cold light as he looked at the seven teenagers.
The teenagers looked at each other, somewhat confused as to what kind of action was waiting for them tonight.
