What should I do if I look too fierce?

Just when Aokiji was imagining something with his face red and his heart beating, Busujima Saeko walked over from the door. She also had a tray in her hand. On the tray, two cups of hot tea and some snacks were placed on the small plate. It's very carefully placed.

She put the tray on the coffee table and smiled at Aokiji: "Let's watch a movie!"

Aoki Si nodded with a dull expression and watched her turn on the TV slowly: "Is there any movie that Si wants to watch?"

"Uh, no." Aokiji thought for a while and shook his head decisively: "Except for the Yakuza series, I can watch them all."

Busujima Saeko chuckled when he heard this: "Then let's watch a movie I want to watch. It just happened that the movie was on TV recently."

"Okay." Aokiji said confidently.

Busujima Saeko leaned against Aoki Tsukasa, pressed the remote control for a while, and found the movie she wanted to watch.

"The Story of a Swordsman?" Aokiji looked a little distracted when he looked at the title of the movie.

His memory temporarily returned to a long time ago.

At that time, because he was uneasy about the future, he did not dare to accept other people's closeness to him. Faced with Busujima Saeko who took the initiative to show some affection, he cowardly escaped.

At that time, Busujima Saeko was in the school's kendo hall. She was holding a bamboo sword, looking up at the small window of the kendo hall, looking at the blue sky outside the window, and saying with a slightly melancholy expression: "The Story of the Swordsman" The live-action version, I heard it sucks.

Sure enough, what sucked was not the movie, but her mood at the time.

Aokiji's expression was a little absent-minded.

Busujima Saeko pressed the play button and finally completed the payment process. Turning her head and looking at Aoki Tsukasa's expression, she had a clear idea of ​​what he was thinking about at this time.

She smiled a little sheepishly: "I don't know what to watch. I basically don't watch TV."

"No, it's nothing." Aokiji took a sip of tea, leaned back on the sofa, and smiled softly at her: "When the anime version of the movie comes out, let's go watch it together, right?"

"Okay." She seemed to have thought of the situation at that time, and compared it with the current situation, she really had mixed feelings.

She leaned back and put her head on Aoki Tsukasa's shoulder.

I used to think that I would never be able to be with the person I like.

Busujima Saeko smiled a little self-deprecatingly, but she cherished everything she had now.

Aokiji was able to ignore the frightening existence deep in her heart, accept her gently, care for her and help her as he does now. This was something Busujima Saeko had never dreamed of before.

"That's great." She hugged Aokiji's arm and murmured softly.

Aokiji looked down, with a happy smile on her face.

Perhaps these are ordinary lives for others, but for Busujima Saeko, they are novel experiences that she has never had before.

Aokiji felt a little sorry for her. He reached out and touched her purple hair. He said nothing and watched the movie quietly with her.

The two occasionally took a bite of snacks and discussed the plot. More importantly, they were still immersed in the movie.

The filming of "The Legend of the Swordsman" is indeed good, and the background restoration is very real. Although there are some unavoidable exaggerations in the second dimension, in general, this comic film has achieved the restoration of characters and plot.

The fighting scenes are thrilling and exciting, and the female swordsman is heroic. Although the plot does not show much depth, it basically shows what the audience wants - gorgeous martial arts scenes, a happy ending, and a touching ending. The emotional scenes are basically done according to the process of European and American popcorn movies.

It seems that the production team also made it with a conservative mentality, and there are basically no flaws.

"Do you want to eat here tonight?" Busujima Saeko stood up and prepared to pack away the half-eaten snacks.

Aokiji shook his head regretfully: "No, I have to go home and eat with Qiong."

Busujima Saeko raised the corners of her lips and smiled softly: "The relationship between Tsukasa and Qiong is really good."

"Yes." Aokiji laughed awkwardly, but she seemed to just mention it casually and changed the subject lightly: "There is no way, the only one the child can rely on now is me."

"Well, a gentle person like Tsukasa does make people want to rely on him unconsciously." Busujima Saeko smiled and put the plate in the sink.

Looking at the time, she said with some regret: "Then is Time Division going back this time?"

Aokiji also hummed with some hesitation. He stood up, but almost forgot about his leg injury. He hissed in pain before standing up straight: "Then I'll go back first."

Busujima Saeko walked up to him, hugged his arm, and supported him slightly: "Let me take you to the taxi."

"Okay." Aokiji did not refuse.

Wearing a hat and a mask, we arrived at the door and waited for a long time for a taxi. After Aoki Tsukasa and Busujima Saeko reluctantly said goodbye, they did not go home immediately. Instead, they took a taxi and went straight to the vegetable market where they used to go.

We don’t have enough food at home.

When he arrived at the vegetable market, which was actually a street dedicated to selling food ingredients, Aokiji got out of the car, pressed his hat, and went to the butcher shop at the corner of the street.

The proprietress of the butcher shop, Mitsuko Nitta, still looked familiar. When she saw Aoki Tsukasa, she covered her mouth and exclaimed softly: "Is it Aoki-kun?"

Aokiji snorted and pulled up his mask: "Can you recognize me like this?"

"Hey, I know such an outstanding person as Aoki-kun, even if he turns to ashes." Nitta Masako spoke, and Aoki-san looked at each other, hurriedly waving his hands: "I mean Aoki-kun is tall, and his eyes are so bright. Once you see it, you won’t forget it. After all, most people don’t have such terrifying eyes. Hey, Aoki-kun, do you want to buy some meat?”

Obasan, are you worthy of my kindness in driving away that Yakuza named Furuya Naohui?

"Ah, I really need to buy some." Aokiji put on the mask again.

"Hey, Mr. Aoki came a little late today, and all the fresh beef purchased today has been sold out." Mitsuko Nitta looked embarrassed, but the male boss behind her coughed: "What should we eat tonight? "

"Ah, that's right!" Nitta Masako hurriedly turned around and took out a piece of beef that looked very fresh from the back: "This piece was originally intended for us to eat by ourselves at night. Aoki-kun, you can take it for free."

"This" Aokiji frowned slightly: "No need, if the boss is what you eat at night, how can I take away what you like."

However, Nitta Masako couldn't help but packed it up for him: "Aoki-kun helped us a lot last time. Since then, those Yakuza have not come to ask for money many times. It's all thanks to you, Aoki-kun." , so, no matter what you say, you have to give me a chance to repay the favor."

As she said this, she handed the beef to Aoki Tsukasa.

"No, no, even if I accept it, I still have to pay you." Aokiji began to be polite to her. However, before he could say a few words, a somewhat irritable roar suddenly sounded from behind him: "Pay the money. Protection fees."

Turning around to look, Yakuza Furuya Naoki, who was still somewhat impressed, and seven or eight gangsters in sleazy clothes looked at Mitsuko Nitta with impatient expressions.

Um?

Aokiji raised his eyebrows.

Is this my bad luck, or this group of Yakuza's?