Great Swordsman Ke Xue

Snow fell heavily, and the streets of Tokyo were much quieter than usual.

Beido Town was not far from Beika Ni-chome. It was rare for Shimizu Koji not to drive, because after all, it was still in Japan. In Tokyo, if he was accidentally hit by an acquaintance, it would be more or less troublesome.

Beido Hotel, according to Shimizu Koji, it seemed to be an asset of the Tie family.

The decoration was magnificent, not the top one, but it was definitely one of the few in Tokyo.

Shimizu Koji arrived at 5 pm, and the memorial service started at 6 pm.

However, he took a day off today. It was snowing heavily, and there was no place to kill time. In order to facilitate the movement, he simply arrived at the destination in advance.

He booked a room at the front desk and put the bag containing the authentic in the room. Everything was settled, and Shimizu Koji then called Vermouth.

"So, big star, when will you arrive?"

"Oh, Sarco, are you here now? I thought you would be late. I need about ten minutes."

Kouji Shimizu looked at the time and replied directly, "Okay, got it. I'll wait for you at the corner of the street behind the hotel."

"OK."

There was nothing to talk about. After hanging up the phone, Koji Shimizu left the room and went all the way to the agreed place at the back door of the hotel. There were few people here and it would not attract attention.

And soon, he saw Belmode's car, a high-end silver Mercedes-Benz.

The car drove in front of him and stopped. He opened the door. There was only Belmode in the back seat. Belmode was wearing an evening dress today, just like her usual image on TV and newspapers.

Koji Shimizu glanced at Belmode's half-naked shoulders, silky, delicate and white, like milk.

Downward, a round curve can be vaguely seen, and a black silk corsage blooms on her chest, just covering this beautiful scenery, elegant and charming, and faintly sexy with fatal temptation.

"Is it beautiful?"

"Of course."

"But you look very cold today~"

"Because I am your bodyguard."

Belmode looked at Shimizu Koji's serious face and couldn't help giggling. After Shimizu Koji's trick was discovered by her last time, he became much more honest in front of her.

But no one knows how long Shimizu Koji's honesty can last, at least Belmode is not optimistic.

It's not that she looks down on Shimizu Koji's determination, but a boy of this age has no determination at all. Just like now, even if Shimizu Koji is very serious, but when he turns his head, his eyes will subconsciously pass over her chest.

This is almost a man's instinct. Even Shimizu Koji himself may not realize it. Only those old men who are getting older and in declining physical condition may be able to keep their eyes straight.

"Bodyguard~, at the beginning, we seemed to have agreed on this. Now it seems that everything has returned to the starting point. It's really interesting."

The car drove from the back of the hotel to the front, which was only a few hundred meters away, so after a few words, the car stopped again.

Facing Belmode's sigh, Shimizu Koji chose to ignore it, opened the car door, and then stood in front of the car with an expressionless face.

Belmode got out of the car, and in just a moment, she became the most eye-catching existence on this street. Not only was she beautiful and famous, but she was mainly in a black dress, which was too dazzling in this snow.

Of course, Shimizu Koji was also dressed in black. He spent a whole afternoon not only doing a simple facial disguise, but also buying himself a mid-range black suit, which was suitable for both the identity of a bodyguard and the atmosphere of the memorial service.

"It seems that we are still quite early."

Vermouth was not in a hurry to enter the hotel. She turned her head and looked around. There were not many cars parked nearby.

"But many people have come." Shimizu Koji meant something.

Vermouth stopped answering, and Shimizu Koji focused on playing the role of his bodyguard.

Because there was no need to explain clearly, when the big star arrived, those annoying reporters would naturally start to act.

When Shimizu Koji came just now, he noticed the reporters in the hall.

And as expected, as soon as they entered the hotel door, the flash in the corner started to click without any concealment.

And soon, a group of men and women holding big cameras swarmed in from all corners of the hotel lobby.

"Ms. Chris! Miss Chris! Excuse me, are you here to attend the memorial service for Director Sakamaki?"

Shimizu Koji frowned and stretched out his hand, just like a copper wall, firmly blocking these people outside.

Vermouth remained calm. Although the camera in front of her was almost shooting at her face and the reporters were chattering non-stop, she seemed to see nothing at all, and just kept repeating a short "sorry".

Finally, under the escort of Shimizu Koji, the two went up the stairs and came to the door of the banquet hall. After registering, they finally got rid of those wild reporters.

As soon as the door was closed, Shimizu Koji couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and relaxed.

Vermouth looked sideways at the relieved look of Shimizu Koji, who was dressed in a suit and had a tall figure, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Are you tired?"

"It's okay, I just feel a little annoyed."

Just now, Shimizu Koji was really a very professional bodyguard, protecting her very well and perfectly.

And if possible, she really wanted to be just a simple big star, even if she had to deal with those boring reporters and annoying flash lights

The two stopped at the door for a while and walked into the scene together.

In fact, there were already quite a few people in the banquet hall, all dressed in black suits and dresses. The whole venue was very serious and quiet, and there was no ripples because of their arrival.

There are all well-known figures here, and naturally they care about face and etiquette. Even if they say hello or even chat, they will not rush up like those reporters.

After dealing with the people who came to say hello near the door, Vermouth took the opportunity to get drinks from the dining car, and also had a chance to chat with Shimizu Koji alone.

After a careful look, Vermouth looked up and gestured to Shimizu Koji, "The old man with a gray beard in the crowd over there is Pisco."

"Oh, he looks like a successful entrepreneur. Why would such a person join the organization?"

"Everything he has now was given by the organization, but he has become a little too proud of himself. In fact, the boss was worried about him and asked us to come and supervise this mission."

"You mean, he might betray the organization?"

"No, he is just a little confused. He almost messed up the last mission given to him by the boss, but he thought we didn't know."

Vermouth took a sip of orange juice. Seeing this, Shimizu Koji also picked up a glass and drank it all, because if nothing unexpected happened next, he might not have much time and opportunity to eat and drink.

"Dear guests! The memorial service for Director Sakamaki is about to begin. Please turn off your mobile phone or switch it to silent mode. Thank you very much for your cooperation."