After all of them are reborn, who would still want to marry 2.5 Jo Satoru?

The general manager's clothes were already soaked with cold sweat. He stammered and tried to explain to Master Akashi in simple and understandable words:

"Mr. Akashi, I'm so sorry. Perhaps the waiter got the time wrong. Chateau Joel Rpbuchon is booked out today and can't serve other guests..."

Akashi Seijuro frowned slightly, staring at the manager with a polite yet oppressive gaze.

"You mean to make me take the blame for your mistakes?"

No matter how good his temper was, he couldn't help but get angry at this moment. It was a rare occasion for him to take his mother, who was in poor health, out for a meal. Also accompanying them was his and his mother's favorite writer, as well as the writer's gigolo.

I originally thought that Teacher Liuli chose this restaurant because he probably likes French food, but now the restaurant is booked out. Is he going to take two girls and one boy to eat oden?

If this news gets out, Akashi will be humiliated.

Now this is not a matter of a meal, but a matter of face.

Beads of sweat dripped down the general manager's forehead, and he could hardly stand.

In theory, the waiter did nothing wrong. Every restaurant usually reserves one or two tables for the most important VIPs, such as renowned gourmets or influential tycoons.

When such an important person suddenly visits, there must be no table for dinner.

But today, the head of the Genji family came with the head of the Uesugi family and booked the entire venue.

On one side are the three major chaebols, and on the other side is the head of the main family. A small shrimp like him is almost squeezed into shrimp paste in the middle.

The general manager wiped his sweat, bowed his head 90 degrees and apologized again, "Please wait a moment, I will report this matter immediately."

The general manager practically ran all the way into the depths of the restaurant, breathing slightly heavily as he tried to maintain his nonexistent demeanor.

He quickly steadied his breathing, stood outside the screen embroidered with golden flowers and birds, and bowed deeply, "Master, I'm very sorry, there are four guests outside who would like to come in for dinner."

"The other person's last name is Akagi."

Seventeen-year-old Yuan Zhisheng was sitting at the table and frowned when he heard this.

This was the third time he brought Eiry here for dinner. Eiry didn't dislike the food in this restaurant, so he planned to use it as a regular canteen.

Eri, whose bloodline is unstable, cannot be stimulated in any way. Although the unchanging environment is boring, it can ensure safety to the greatest extent.

This is not to ensure Eri's safety, but to ensure the safety of the masses and the Eight Snake Families.

It's like oiling a knife to keep it sharp and then putting it back in the box.

The man holding the knife hypocritically said that it was to prevent the knife from breaking, but in fact he was just afraid of being stabbed by the long knife.

Yuan Zhisheng's eyes darkened.

No one knew what was wrong with the King of Gold. He was obviously almost dead, but he suddenly acted like a king, dealing with dangerous elements everywhere under the pretext of safety protection.

Among a group of dangerous elements, Uesugi Eri can undoubtedly be ranked as a high-risk one.

Hei Shiyuan tried several times to take Eri away, but was stopped by his father. However, the Eight Snake Families were not the only dominant family in the inner world of the island country, and they could not completely break off relations with the King of Gold.

I'm afraid I'll have to pay more attention to Eri's safety from now on, and even further reduce the time and frequency of his going out.

Thinking of this, Yuan Zhisheng became more and more irritated.

He doesn't like the underworld or the Eight Clans of Sheqi, and he secretly rejects everything here.

He entered here just to defend his own justice, even if it meant killing his twin brother who once depended on him.

I've already lost a brother.

Yuan Zhisheng thought, I can't lose another one.

"Eryi, I'm going to go out for a while. You stay here and don't move." Gen Chisheng was silent for a moment and said to Eryi, "I'll be back soon."

As he spoke, Uesugi Erie was quietly eating caviar with a shell spoon. His long eyelashes drooped, covering his deep red eyes, making him as beautiful as a girl.

Hearing Minamoto Chisei's patient voice, Uesugi Eri raised her head in agreement, picked up the small notebook from the table, and slowly wrote:

"Brother, be careful."

Yuan Zhisheng forced a smile and quickly walked out from behind the screen.

The general manager still maintained a deep bow, and Yuan Zhisheng did not make things difficult for him. He always maintained a kind of considerate guilt towards the world.

I guess Geto Suguru would have a lot in common with him.

"I'll go out and talk to him. If he needs anything, he can eat on the other side and just keep his distance from us."

The general manager breathed a sigh of relief, but still kept his head down and deliberately stood three steps behind Yuan Zhisheng as he walked out.

In front of the quaint and magnificent building, Akashi Seijuro looked at his mother and teacher Ruri who were approaching, and for a moment he didn't know how to react.

Breaking in by force is unnecessary and even more embarrassing.

It’s too late to change restaurants and it’s also embarrassing.

Genjiro heaved a sigh of relief. Seeing Akashi Seijuro made him feel a lot more relaxed. No matter what, the other party definitely didn't want a stepfather... stepmother... step...

In short, the other party definitely doesn't want his mother to have more girlfriends.

Thinking of this, he took two steps forward and skillfully took Liuli's other arm.

Liuli didn't feel uncomfortable, but when she saw the slightly horrified expression on Akashi Seijuro's face, she realized belatedly that her current image was probably not very good.

It seems that there is really no decent person holding a gentle wife with his left hand and a beautiful gigolo with his right hand...

The one with a more complicated mood than Liuli was Yuan Zhisheng standing behind the glass door.

Question: My brother, who I killed with my own hands six months ago, has returned to life. He's now holding the arm of a beautiful girl, with an expression that's clearly inappropriate, a bit of a flirtation...

what should I do?

Continue asking questions: The girl my brother was holding hands with was also holding the hand of a lady who looked like she was of a special status and was also looking at her lovingly.

And standing before me was a young man who was clearly related to this lady...

Can you tell me what to do?

Yuan Zhisheng stood where he was, feeling that his sanity had been burned dry by the complex and confusing relationship before him.

My brother is back from the dead?

My brother went into the sea?

My brother went to fight with Ren En?

A bunch of messy thoughts filled Yuan Zhisheng's brain, so much so that he stood there unable to move.

The one who reacted faster than him was Genjiro. He and his brother did not look alike, but they were so familiar with each other that they could recognize each other at a glance even in a sea of ​​people.

What's more, we are meeting face to face now.

Subconsciously, Yuan Zhinu hid behind Liuli.

He was terrified of the man who had once given him a sense of security, and his only response was to hide in a new safe haven.

Liuli's eyes turned cold and she pulled Yuan Zhinu into her arms.

A bullet stopped in the air at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a spider frozen in amber.

The next second, the masterpiece of the gods transformed into the appearance of Lan Tang. The melancholy man in heavy leather clothes stretched out his hand, and the golden block turned into the most solid protective shield, protecting the girl standing in the middle as always.