After rebirth, I became Tokyo Sentimental

Chapter 51 51. Want to marry Yuan Ye Si home
Late at night in Toshima Ward, the streets were shrouded in shadows cast by clouds. Only when the night wind blew through did the night sky barely let out a few strands of silvery moonlight.

The ginkgo trees swayed in the wind, and the orange-yellow fruits occasionally fell. The silence was devoid of the hustle and bustle of the day.

The lights in the nearby izakaya were still on.

There are also office workers who get drunk after a day's work and hug their companions and shout loudly. When they are tired of shouting, they hug the trash can and vomit. Even if nearby residents can't stand it and open the windows to shout and curse, they turn a deaf ear to them.

In one of the apartments in the building, the glass windows were still open, with a soft, dim light on inside.

He paused twice with the tip of the pen, and the ink that seeped out dyed the paper black. Yuanye Si sat upright, looking at the light curtain of light and fell into deep thought.

[Wish object: Suzumiya Saka]

[The wish list is as follows]

[1. Harano Tsukasa is only loyal to me (red)]

[2. I want to marry Harano Tsukasa (purple)]

[3. I hope my father and mother will ignore me for ten years until the child is born and grows up (purple)]

Ink continuously seeps out from the titanium alloy pen tip, smudge-ing a large area of white paper.

And during this time.

Yuan Ye Si kept staring at the light red curtain.

Does this count as falling in love with yourself?
The original intention of taking Suzumiya Saka on a date was not to really have the momentum to punch a green tea girl and kick an iceberg, but to allow her to calm down and look at the problem as rationally as possible, and then take the opportunity to distance himself from the matter and solve this historical legacy.

However, the reality is the opposite of what we want.

Not only did it fail to calm her down, but it actually made her fall in love, as if they were on their first date.

To be honest, Yuanye Si didn't believe it.

It was obvious that although he didn't know clearly about Suzumiya Saka's family situation, it was definitely not bad. Women with such a family background, regardless of their age, had seen many people and the world. Not to mention that they would boldly express their love for someone, even if they liked something, they would not easily reveal their true thoughts.

But the wish list doesn’t lie…

After a moment of silence, Yuanye Si moved the tip of the pen that had been soaked in ink and began to write and draw on the blank space on the other side, speculating on various possibilities.

He has no hobby of keeping a diary.

However, whether making a plan or relying on your own thinking to speculate on anything, the context revealed after writing is clearer than relying on just thinking in the brain. Of course, you will throw it away after writing to avoid unnecessary things from happening.

So how to deal with it...

It seems impossible to sever the connection at present.

But Harano Tsukasa also discovered that wishes change as one wishes, just like love. One might be madly in love with someone in the last second, but everything changes in the next second.

After thinking it over, he decided to observe for a while. Maybe things would turn around. After all, he had done everything he could, and he had no ability to control people's minds and could not change other people's thoughts. What's more, many people wanted to be close to a woman like Suzumiya Saka. To be honest, Harano Tsukasa was also a little tempted.

After all, with Suzumiya Saka's looks and temperament, when they were alone together, to be honest, Hara really wanted to use the "pants falling off automatically" method.

But which is more beautiful, a tree or a forest?
Although only children do multiple-choice questions.

But when the knife is really at your neck, you may know whether you should make the choice as an adult.

Pausing the pen tip, Yuanye Si placed the pen flat on the book's interlayer, pinched his slightly sore eyes, and changed the information on the light screen in front of him.

The information on the light red screen came into view.

Then he glanced at the email notification on his phone.

[Automatic salary increase: 2.4 yen/s (on)]

【Salary accumulation: 2329440.8 yen】

【Withdrawal channel: Mitsubishi UFJ Bank】

[Mitsubishi UFJ Bank: Transaction reminder: Transfer amount 6240000 yen, transfer time: July 7 6:19, account number: ****23, type: transfer from other accounts, balance: 0616 yen]

In nearly ten days, the accumulated automatic salary increase has reached more than 2 million yen, which may not seem like much.

After all, I have 30 million yen in cash.

But when it comes down to it, the automatic salary increase of 2.4 yen/s means a daily income of nearly 21 yen, and an annual income of 7568 million yen, which is close to million yen.

Even if Harano Tsukasa retires now, he can still rely on this to support his life in another 60 years, unless there is another world war or two and inflation exceeds 100 times the current level.

But the career journey has just begun.

He is still far from his goal.

But then again, it seems that it has been five or six days since I started to be busy with the Tokyo Metropolitan Assembly election, and there has been no results. Although I am not simply rewarding the living, I have not gained anything for a long time, so Harano Tsukasa can't help but think about a way out.

And the investment funds have never been spent.

But before that, he looked at the text message interface on the mobile phone screen again. It was sent by his mother.

"See you tomorrow, remember to go to bed early."

After such a long time, my mother will come to Tokyo by Shinkansen tomorrow. Compared with making money in a hurry, Harano Tsukasa is more concerned about this matter at the moment.

Put down your phone and tear off the page of paper.

Yuan Ye Si stood up and prepared to rest.

I closed the window and left a gap for ventilation. I began to feel sleepy, so I sighed and lay down on the bed.

A few minutes later.

The last light in the apartment building was turned off.

On the other side of Tokyo, Yuko Shimizu, wrapped in a pure white bath towel, with her shoulders flushed red by the hot water, sat on the bed with her wet short hair hanging down, clutching the soft quilt in front of her and staring forward in a trance.

Until a call came from the mobile phone.

"Yuko, Yuko, are you listening?"

"Hmm?" After hearing the voice, Shimizu Yuko's eyes gradually cleared up. She was called back to her senses by the female voice. She smoothed the hair on her forehead that was a little sticky after taking a shower, picked up the phone on the quilt and said, "I'm listening."

"Are you relieved now? I didn't expect that Taira Masamori was so unlucky. He actually offended a big shot. He was arrested by the Tokyo District Public Prosecutors Office's Special Investigation Division. He will definitely not have a good ending. He will have to stay in prison for several years at least."

The female voice on the phone sounded gloating.

At the same time, there was also a feeling of relief.

However, even after hearing the news again, Shimizu Yuko was still a little stunned. She felt that the situation changed too quickly and she couldn't react for a while. She muttered to herself: "How could it be so sudden..."

The person who called her was Mika Ando.

He has been her good friend for many years.

Also a high school classmate of Chitsuki Fujitani.

The other party's husband also worked at the Dai-Ichi Kangyo Bank, which was where she wanted to get commercial loans.

Although I don't hold a very high position, it is still easier for me to get a loan because of my many years of work experience and the connections I have with my colleagues and superiors.

If it weren't for this relationship, Yuko Shimizu would not have chosen to apply for a loan from Dai-ichi Kangyo Bank. After all, it is easier to do things with an acquaintance. Not only can it speed up the approval process, but it can also get a relatively low interest rate.

However, it was this kind of petty-minded behavior that caused her to suffer a great loss. She met Ping Zhengsheng at a drinking party where she was offering thanks, and what happened next happened.

As a friend, Ando Mika meant well but ended up doing something bad. Because Taira Masamori worked in the Supervisory Bureau of the Financial Services Agency, she did not dare to let her husband offend him. She had always been angry but could not say anything. Ever since Taira Masamori started to get involved with Shimizu Yuko, she felt that she had let her down. So when she learned from her husband tonight that Taira Masamori had been taken away by the Special Investigation Department of the District Public Prosecutors Office, she immediately told her.

But the news was too sudden, so sudden that Yuko Shimizu felt it was not real.

"Who knows? This is Tokyo after all."

Mika Ando was covering her mouth and laughing.

"That's right. Although those big figures who only exist on TV are far away from us, the actual distance is only a dozen kilometers, or even closer." Yuko Shimizu agrees with this, because Tokyo is very big and small at the same time, and she is just at the bottom.

"Right? It's his bad luck. God sees everything. He deserves this fate."

Ando Mika suddenly lowered her voice and continued:
"My husband told me that it seems that she offended Asada, the deputy director of the General Affairs and Planning Bureau of the Financial Services Agency. It also seems to be related to a certain metropolitan council member who was just elected. The offense was very serious, so there was no simple internal handling, but a special channel was used through the local prosecutor's office."

"Member of the Metropolitan Government? It's indeed a much bigger position than Taira Masamori's..." Shimizu Yuko thought for a moment and replied.

Although we often see on the Internet and on television politicians running for council seats or governors putting on unbridled shows to canvass votes, it is undeniable that no matter how funny these people look, they do have considerable power.

After all, he is someone who can appear on the screen.

There is still a big gap between us and ordinary people.

"Yeah, if it was any other county council member, it would be fine, but if it was a metropolitan council member, he would have a good chance of becoming a member of Congress. And my husband said that the person that Pingzheng offended seems to be the youngest among the metropolitan council members this term, and he seems to have a very deep background."

"It's really exaggerated. He seems to be a 24-year-old metropolitan councillor. You have to know that the prime minister of this term was only this old at the beginning. God knows how big his background is."

"But what's the young man's last name? I think it's Yuanye? I remember there aren't any political families with this last name anywhere in the country. This is really strange. He must be someone's adopted son-in-law."

Ando Mika's voice was somewhat emotional. After all, there is no one who doesn't want to be a superior person, but some things are destined at birth. The stratification of classes is already known to everyone in Japan. Ordinary citizens can only applaud with disgust when corrupt officials are brought down. Apart from that, they can only curse when they see some abnormal policy.

And the twenty-four-year-old MP.

Too young indeed.

You know, the law stipulates that citizens must be 25 years old to be eligible to run for members of the House of Representatives, and the current prime minister was elected at the age of 26.

The person that Ando Mika mentioned became a local councilor in Tokyo at the age of 24. I'm afraid he is now waiting to survive the election restrictions and continue to make progress. Generally, such people have a background to push them forward, and it's not just an ordinary background, and their goals are more ambitious than ordinary people.

But when Shimizu Yuko heard a certain key word, her expression froze for a moment, and then she came to her senses and asked quickly: "What did you just say?"

"Ah? I thought it might be an adopted son-in-law..."

"No! It's not about the son-in-law or the adopted son. What's the last name of the young Tokyo councillor you mentioned just now?"

"It seems to be in the wilderness, I can't remember clearly."

"The wilderness..."

"what happened?"

"I have something else to do, so I'll hang up now."

"Yuko? Yuko, you..."

The sound of Ando Mika's voice when she hung up the phone was still lingering in her ears, but at this moment, Shimizu Yuko no longer had the heart to listen. Her fingers hurriedly switched the interface to call up the search engine, edited and entered the query for the results of the Tokyo Metropolitan Assembly election, and anxiously waited for the interface to start refreshing.

A few seconds later, a picture news article published by Tokyo TV came into Yuko Shimizu's sight.

She didn't even read the boring text.

Instead, he scrolled to the very bottom and found the list of Tokyo council members in the news attachment. He stared at the lines of text and scanned back and forth among the 127 names.

Soon, she found the answer she wanted.

That's the child's name.

But she was still unsure, so she scrolled down with trembling fingers and continued to browse the photos in the attachments. Until she saw the familiar face that had been haunting her dreams these days, her body completely collapsed.

"Xiao...Xiao Si..."

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