People in Omnicomics: Online are urged by anime characters

The sun has risen to mid-heaven, and now the time has reached noon—

Takemiya Yu, who has been fighting for several hours at the [Nakaha Secondhand Bookstore], finally finished “The Grandson of the Slicker”.

“Finally finished!”

Zhu Gongyu stood up and stretched well. Although, with his current strength, even if he worked for three or four consecutive days, he would not feel the slightest tiredness and physical discomfort, but the subconscious habit he had cultivated for a long time, he did not. I wanted to change it, and then I turned on the computer and scanner, and uploaded all the pages of “The Grandson of the Slicker Ghost” to the computer.

After a while—

All the content of the entire page has been uploaded, just when Takemiya Yu was about to log in to [Tonghao Manga Club] and have a good time to ‘invite the teacher’s guilt’.

ding ding ding ding…

It has been left idle by Takemiya Yu, and his smartphone, which is completely used as an alarm clock, rang, and the ringtone was still the oldest alarm clock.

Takemiya Yu walked to the table with some doubts and picked up the mobile phone on it.

He doesn’t have many friends himself. He is so big in Miyama Town. When he shouts loudly from a high place, almost the whole Miyama Town can hear it. Sometimes things like mobile phones are completely displayed here.

“Could it be those tenants?”

There is such a possibility. With such a big thing happening in Kyoto, while people are panicking, I am afraid that the business of some shops is also bleak. Maybe someone came to him to retire the shop.

Takemiya Yu thought about this.

He is going to let these tenants free for three months. On the one hand, they are not short of money. On the other hand, these tenants are old acquaintances. If they leave and come to the next batch of tenants, some negotiations will inevitably occur. on the question.

Takemiya Yu, who has always wanted to avoid unnecessary trouble, naturally avoided this kind of thing if he could.

When Zhu Gongyu had thought about what he was about to say, he was stunned when he picked up the phone and saw the name displayed on the screen.

“Butler Ming!”

Immediately, Zhu Gongyu’s expression became a little unpleasant, and he directly hung up the phone.

But, before Zhu Gongyu put down the phone, he called again with the same number and the same name. This time, Zhu Gongyu hesitated, but still connected the phone, because he knew that the other party saw him all the time. If you don’t answer the phone, it will keep calling.

“Hey, Uncle Ming, if you come to chat with me to relieve your boredom, I’ll welcome you at any time. If it’s about the Bamboo Palace family, just interrupt it.”

Takenomiya Yu simply took advantage of the ropeway.

“…Second Young Master, why should you be angry, Master wants you to go back.”

An amiable voice came from the mobile phone, and it was completely possible to imagine that the other party was a kind old man with silver hair.

“Go back… Forget it, since my father and I walked home, I never thought about going back this time.”

There was an invisible sullenness in Zhu Gongyu’s heart.

This is not his own feelings, but the remains of the previous owner of the body.

“Besides, this illegitimate son of mine is a blood stain on the aloof Bamboo Palace family.”

“Second Young Master, the matter of the illegitimate child is nothing but a rumour. You are Lord Wen Hui’s direct son. This is a fact that even the master cannot refute.”

“Really, the words of that guy at Leshi made me vividly remember the purpose.”

While speaking, a memory fragment appeared in Zhu Gongyu’s mind.

It was a tall and strong boy bullying a skinny boy. He was still insulting and cursing, and the servants next to him looked at him with cold eyes.

Involuntarily, a burst of anger emerged from the bottom of his heart, and Zhu Gongyu clenched his fists hard, his fingernails were completely buried in the flesh and blood, and a little bit of blood dripped down.

“Hey! Second young master, the first young master was wrong back then, but now the first young master has passed away. Even his father, the uncle Qinghui, who was ostracized and even persecuted you in the Bamboo Palace family, has passed away. Some things should be put down.”

Butler Ming’s words made Zhu Gongyu stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting that he had passed away.

“The eldest young master and Lord Qinghui were attacked the day before yesterday and unfortunately passed away.”

Butler Ming’s tone was full of grief.

Attacked? !

Takemiya Yu also knows from memory that the Takemiya family is also a chaebol-like existence in Neon. Specifically, it is compared with the Sinomiya chaebol and the Yuki chaebol. I don’t know that.

But, how could a heavyweight like his uncle Takemiya Qinghui be killed by a simple attack, and he also brought his son, Takemiya Roshi.

Was it the work of the hostile chaebol, or something else…

Takemiya Yu shook his head, theseWhat does the matter have to do with him, and at the same time, he also understands what Butler Ming meant by inviting him back to the Bamboo Palace family.

“Butler Ming, I’m living a good life now, and I don’t want to participate in the affairs of the Bamboo Palace family. Besides, Kaoru is still there.”

“Second Young Master, Miss Kaoru is only a girl after all…”

Butler Ming said quickly.

“That’s all I said, I won’t be going back to the Bamboo Palace family. Butler Ming, don’t call again.”

Having said that, Takemiya Yu hung up the phone.

……

In Tokyo—

In a manor with a history of hundreds of years, the internal equipment is biased towards the ancient style and antique. The ordinary seats on the tea pavilion are antiques with a history of hundreds of years, and there are countless others, and the buildings are all Made of brown wood, it has a very high sense of age.

Therefore, the floors of the houses are not high, and the highest is only five or six floors. Moreover, the houses in the manor are very particular about the furnishings. It seems that they refer to the trend of yin and yang, the five elements and the earth pulse, and have the theory of feng shui.

It’s just—

The maids, bodyguards, butlers in the manor… are all cautious, not daring to make loud noises, and work more lightly than usual.

The atmosphere of the Takemiya family has been too solemn these days.

Master Takemiya Qinghui, who was originally the next head of the house, and his son, Takemiya Roshi, had an accident, casting a shadow over the entire Takemiya family. Moreover, the head of the house even sent a black-haired man to a white-haired man. It was extremely sad. I heard that there were several competitors who wanted to flirt with the beards of the Zhugong family at this time, but the old man who just died of his son used ruthless means to eradicate them all.

For a while, the business circle was also a little turbulent—

On a three-storey building in the center of the manor, there is a graceful appearance of stars holding the moon, surrounded by other buildings.  …

“Master, Second Young Master, he…”

Butler Ming, who looked almost the same as he imagined, put down the phone in his hand and looked at the silver-haired man standing by the window. The prey in his field of vision will not be able to escape again.

This old man is the head of the entire Takemiya family for fifty years, Takemiya Yunjie, one of the cornerstones of the entire neon economic system.

“My ears haven’t fainted to this point. I can hear everything that little guy said.”

Takemiya Yunjiu said with a sway.

“Ming, replace the part of the servants in the manor that belonged to Qinghui with new ones. The things that happened many years ago, all the servants who participated in it have been dealt with. You will go to Miyama Town tomorrow to pick him up. .”

“Yes, sir!”

Butler Ming hesitated and asked carefully, “But, what if the second young master refuses again.”

On the phone, Zhu Gongyu’s firm tone clearly showed that he was extremely unwilling to come back to the Bamboo Palace family again. Even if he went in person, it probably wouldn’t help.

“Humph!”

Zhugong Yunjiu said in a cold voice, “If you don’t want to come back, you will have to tie him back. The predicament that the Zhugong family is facing now is all caused by his good father. He is a son and wants to shoot. It doesn’t matter what the butt is, how is it possible.”

“Yes, sir!”

Just as Butler Ming was about to follow Takemiya Yunjie’s order and was about to leave, he was suddenly stopped by Takemiya Yunjiu who was behind him.

“Wait… you bring Kaoru and let her persuade that little guy.”

“Miss Xun and the second young master have had the best relationship since childhood. With her persuasion, maybe the second young master can change his mind.”

Butler Ming was relieved when he saw that Zhugong Yunjiu let go. If he really ties Zhugongyu back forcibly, his resentment must be a lot, and maybe it will turn into the scene of the year again.

Wait until Butler Ming left.

Takemiya Yunjiu took out three photos from the drawer.

On it were three middle-aged men who looked very similar. The one in the middle had a five-point resemblance to Zhu Gongyu. The other two also had some, but they were very few.

“The big one is self-willed, and the small one is rebellious.”

Takemiya Yunjiu took out the photo in the middle with a somewhat complicated expression. This was the heir he valued most in the past. Who would have thought that he would abandon the responsibility of the entire family for a mere woman with a foreign surname.

“Your eldest brother is dead, and it has something to do with you. He is afraid that he will be narrow-minded. When he takes control of the Bamboo Palace family one day, it will be bad for that little guy, and he will be taken away with him.”

Even though his second son has been away from the family for nearly ten years, as the “Black Vulture” who used to be feared by countless family chaebols in the upper echelons of Neon, he believes that the other party still has this means, and now the chaos of the Takemiya family , can’t keep it is his handwriting.

The purpose is naturally self-evident—

For his son.

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