COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

The three minors were out of touch with the other adults at the party.

Tsushima Shuji hid on the balcony with his food without changing his face.

I stuffed a plate of small cakes for Izayoi Mochizuki and Sawada Hiroki.

Hold yourself a glass of champagne.

"Adults rely on whisky to fill their stomachs." He raised his glass and motioned them to look at the others in the arena.

Sure enough, everyone had a glass of wine in their hands, clinking glasses and tasting each other during the conversation.

No one touched the food on the table at all.

As if drinking is enough to fill the stomach.

"Only Noah's uncle, Mr. Haruhiko Oba, didn't drink because of physical reasons." Sawada Hiroki looked at the scene and smiled.

Even Thomas Syndora, who adopted him, was holding a wine glass.

He is in a very relaxed mood now.

With Noah...

I felt like I was just an ordinary kid.

Those bodyguards wouldn't stare at him anymore.

"At this time, it's also a lucky thing to be in poor health." Tsushima Shuji leaned back against the balcony and looked sympathetic.

Otherwise, wouldn't that person act in vain.

I am too lazy to drink with unimportant people, and I am too lazy to stand and chat with people.

"...Noah..." Sawada Hiroki looked melancholy.

Too bad I don't have medical knowledge...

Noah's Ark can't even save Noah...

Can it really save the neon society...

"Don't worry, come to think of it, are you going to watch my game in a while?" Tsushima Shuji smiled indifferently.

"Competition?" Sawada Hiroki was surprised.

"Competition...?" Izayoi Mochizuki's tone was puzzled.

"Ah, the World Kyudo Competition to be held in a few days." Tsushima Shuji put the wine glass on the fence behind him.

"I will fight on behalf of the Neon side." He said casually.

"That's what those people asked for." Izayoi Mochizuki frowned, with a hint of disgust in her tone.

"No way, it's hard to refuse." Tsushima Shuji sighed and spread his hands.

"Those people let Noah do things you don't want to do..." Sawada Hiroshi's eyes became more melancholy and sad.

Neon Society…

Knew it…

"Don't think so much, it's just a small thing for me." Tsushima Shuji said softly.

"Nothing to think or not to think about." Don't care.

"It's boring anyway." He closed his eyes and raised his head slightly, blowing the evening breeze peacefully.

Sawada Hiroki looked at the boy, then turned to look at Thomas Sindora in the arena.

It happened to meet each other's eyes.

He turned his head hastily.

"Uncle Thomas should not agree to let me go..." He lowered his head and said.

Restricted from going out…

"I will agree." Tsushima Shuji raised his glass again.

walked into the venue.

A man in a white suit was sitting in a wheelchair, keeping a certain distance from Thomas Sindora, so that the person in the wheelchair did not need to look up.

The communication seems to be very harmonious.

The people around cast their gazes from time to time, and no one stepped forward to interrupt the communication between the two of them.

"uncle."

"Uncle Thomas." Tsushima Shuji came between them.

"I want to invite Hongshu to watch the game after a while." He said neatly.

Thomas Sindora's smile froze, and he glanced at Sawada Hiroki.

"Of course... no problem," Thomas Syndora agreed.

"But I'm very worried about Hongshu's safety, so the bodyguard..." He seemed to be a worried old father.

"It doesn't matter, I will also let those people follow the repair." On the side, Haruhiko Oba chuckled to a group of black-clothed bodyguards behind him.

"..." Thomas Sindora gritted his teeth secretly.

"Hiroshi, come with me." He smiled and stretched out his hand towards Sawada Hiroshi.

Sawada Hiroki subconsciously took two steps back.

Under the eyes of the other party, he still lowered his eyes and walked over.

"Is there any secret we can't let us know? Uncle Thomas." Shuji Tsushima stopped him.

Asked Thomas Sindora curiously.

"I'm also a little curious about what Shuji said." Haruhiko Oba said softly, as if he was just joking.

"No...this...it's not a secret..." Thomas Sindora forced a smile.

Damn Haruhiko Oba.

How can he still be alive in such a sick state.

get in the way.

"It's just that Hiroshi doesn't like to talk much. I just want him to talk to Xiuji more, you know, Hiroshi." Thomas Sindora looked at the boy with a threatening tone with a smile on his face. .

"...I see." Sawada Hiroki lowered his head.

"That's all right, have fun with Shuji, Hiroki." Thomas Sindora smiled and patted the boy's head.

Tsushima Shuji: Stare—

Really bad uncle.

"Since Uncle Thomas agrees, that's great." He said with a hint of joy.

He exchanged glances with Sawada Hiroki.

"Don't disturb Uncle Thomas and uncle chatting, let's go, Hongshu." He turned around and left with someone.

Thomas Sindora looked at their backs and drank the wine from the glass in his hand.

…

"Actually agreed..." Sawada Hiroki looked sad.

Ever since he discovered that secret, he has been under house arrest.

"It's my request after all." Tsushima Shuji said casually.

Thomas Syndora has never given up trying to win over Shuji Tsushima.

Before, I wished for Haruhiko Oba to quickly die, and then adopt Shuji Tsushima.

"It's really good." Sawada Hiroki smiled.

"You can watch Noah's game..." The tone was satisfied.

"Friends will cheer for each other, right, and I will also cheer for Noah at that time." Sawada Hiroshi's eyes were firm.

Tsushima Shuji: ...Actually, it's not necessary.

He recalls scenes of others cheering him on...

Do not.

With the character of Sawada Hiroki.

It is absolutely impossible to do things in the style of Keigo Atobe!

Sawada Hiroki must not be that kind of person!

"Then thank you Hiroshi." Tsushima Shuji agreed.

Speaking of which, it's night here, and it should be morning over there...

After all, the time difference is ten hours.

Call Bourbon here during the day

Bourbon looked like he didn't need to sleep anyway.

"Let's play together next time, Hiroshi." Before leaving, Tsushima Shuji said to Sawada Hiroshi.

"Yeah." Sawada Hiroki nodded.

"Xuzhi can also play with Hiroshi in the Cindorah's house. Don't be cautious, just treat Uncle Thomas and Mr. Haruhiko as his own family." Thomas Cindorah said amiably.

Tsushima Shuji: Vomit.

"Then I will visit Syndora's house in the future, and then I will trouble Uncle Thomas." Tsushima Shuji nodded.

Just wait, it's time to blow up your house.

My poor Uncle Thomas.

There will definitely be complete ashes~www.novelmt.com~ See you next time, Hiroshi, and Uncle Thomas. " Tsushima Shuji waved his hand.

"Then let's say goodbye first." Haruhiko Oba nodded reservedly.

"That...Miss Mochizuki." Oba Haruhiko opened towards Izayoi Mochizuki.

"Miss Mochizuki, do you want us to give you a ride?" asked.

"Mochizuki she..." Thomas Sindora had something to say.

"Thank you." Izayoi Mochizuki nodded directly and got into the car.

Thomas Syndora:…

"...Be careful all the way." He had no choice but to say.

"Ah." Oba Haruhiko was pushed into the car.