Didn’t you say you were just using me as a substitute?

Anyone with a little bit of common sense would put these away.

Eriri ignored it because she wasn't very thoughtful.

"I can throw all those things away, Zun, let's start over, okay?"

Beiyuan Zun looked down at the little girl crying like a kitten. He felt helpless: "Things can be thrown away, but what about the past?"

"Eriri, you still don't understand. I'm not with you because of these things. It's because I found that Aki Tomoya has invaded your life and become a part of your life."

Being with Eriri is like moving into a home where your girlfriend and her ex-boyfriend once lived together.

The password for the front door lock is his birthday, the cats and dogs at home were adopted by him and her together, and the collection of programs on the TV at home might be something they agreed to watch together.

How could Kitahara Tsutomu not mind this?

If he were an ordinary person with no choice, it would be fine, but he is not without choice. He doesn't have to be Utaha Kasumigaoka or Eriri Sawamura.

"He is no longer with you, but his traces are everywhere. This is what I can't let go of the most."

Eriri is really a good person. If Kitahara Takashi had not known about her past with Aki Tomoya, he might have liked this girl and being with her would have been a good choice.

Unfortunately, there is no if in the world.

"And Eriri, Kasumigaoka Utaha, are you sure you really like me?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha and Eriri were stunned, looking at him with moist eyes in confusion.

"The name I told you was fake, and the personality you liked was also fake. Even my clothing style and appearance are based on your aesthetic tastes."

"You don't understand my personality, my hobbies, or even who I am as a person."

"Is it possible that the one you like is not me, but the non-existent Watanabe Takashi?"

Kitahara Tsunari's words made the two men waver.

Just as Kitahara Takashi said, they didn't know Kitahara Takashi at all.

My liking for Kitahara Takashi is also based on the fact that he is Watanabe Takashi.

If he didn't have this identity, would they like him?

"I called you here today just to explain things to you face to face."

Kitahara Takashi pushed Eriri away and stood up from the chair.

"If nothing unexpected happens, this should be my last meeting with you."

"Don't worry about me anymore, it's not worth it."

"Except your parents, no one will worry about you."

When a child refuses to eat out of spite, it only affects his parents.

"Goodbye."

Beiyuan Zun walked steadily away under the gaze of the two women.

After pushing open the door to the hotel restaurant, Kitahara Takashi suddenly stopped, looked back at the two of them and said, "Rather than being Watanabe Takashi, I'd rather be Kitahara Takashi."

This sentence sounds strange because Watanabe Takashi and Kitahara Takashi are the same person.

But both Kasumigaoka Utaha and Eriri understood the hidden meaning in his words.

He doesn't want to be someone else's second best choice, he wants to be unique.

"He's not Zun."

Kasumigaoka Utaha murmured as she stared at Kitahara Tsuyoshi's receding back.

He is that Watanabe Tsuyoshi, but he is the least like Watanabe Tsuyoshi.

*

Walking out of the hotel lobby, Kitahara Takashi took a look at his throat with the front camera of his mobile phone.

Fortunately, Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't cut too deep, just a shallow cut.

Otherwise, he probably wouldn't be alive today.

As expected, being promiscuous is risky, and one should be loyal.

Kitahara Tsutomu lowered his head to think about whether to go to the hospital to treat the wound or buy a Band-Aid and be done with it, when he heard a scream of "Ah!" from behind him.

Kitahara Tsutomu turned his head to take a look, then looked away as if nothing had happened.

"Hey, you're so rude."

Fujiwara Chika walked up to Kitahara Takashi angrily and stomped her feet.

"After all, we've met before, right? It's not like we wouldn't even say hello."

"Niece, how can you talk to me like that? You have no manners at all."

Kitahara Takashi frowned, acted like an elder, and scolded in dissatisfaction.

Because the relationship between the Konoe family and the Fujiwara family is complicated, according to seniority, Fujiwara Chika has to call him uncle.

"Uncle, you big-headed ghost!"

Fujiwara Chika became even angrier.

You and Sister Tong haven't even gotten married yet, and you want to be my uncle.

Believe it or not, I will give you two nests.

"Impolite brat, is this how the Fujiwara family educates their children?"

Kitahara Takashi curled his lips.

"you……"

Just as Fujiwara Chika was about to start a verbal battle with Kitahara Takashi, she suddenly noticed the wound on her neck. She glared at him and asked, "Were you assassinated?"

"It was just a cut."

Kitahara Takashi's words made Fujiwara Chika's round eyes widen even further.

What's just a cut?

What deep hatred, rub it on the neck.

"There is a private doctor in my grandfather's room. Come with me."

Fujiwara Chika shook her head and pulled Kitahara Takashi back to the hotel they had just left.

*

Three minutes later, in the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel.

Kitahara-san and Nakano Maruo looked at each other.

'Why you again?' X2.

This is a common thought between the two.

No one expected that the two would meet twice in just three days.

"Sir, please sit down. Doctor Nakano is very skilled."

Grandpa Fujiwara Chika smiled and patted the empty seat next to him, motioning him to sit down.

'He's a terrible cook!'

Kitahara Takashi shuddered when he thought of the painful experience of asking him to help him treat his arm some time ago.

"Zun, how long have you been talking to Xiaotong?"

Old man Fujiwara looked at him kindly.

Kitahara Takashi knew that the old man in front of him had been Prime Minister. He subconsciously sat up a little straighter: "Less than half a month."

"You're already in bed together in less than half a month?"

Fujiwara Chika just took a sip of tea and spat it out. She looked at Kitahara Tsutomu in horror.

Although it is a fast-food relationship now, you are moving too fast.

You've made progress in two and a half months, but you've actually completed an entire manga. (@Kaguya-sama)

"Have you decided how many children you'll have? What will they be named?"

Grandpa Fujiwara was calm.

Sexual virginity occurs relatively early in the island nation, and few boys remain virgins after graduating from high school.

"Grandpa, it's too early for them to talk about this topic. They are only 17. Who would talk about children at such a young age?"

Just as Fujiwara Chika finished complaining, Kitahara Takashi felt a little embarrassed: "Hitomi is planning to have two or three children."

"No, you guys really did talk about it!"

Fujiwara Chika feels that she is not the same age as Kitahara Takashi.

She is still in Makkabaka, why are you already discussing naming the child?

"While you are still young and in good health, you should have more children."

Grandpa Fujiwara deeply agreed.

"So how many children do you and Li Yi plan to have?"

Fujiwara Chika looked at Kitahara Takashi with shock.

No, you were really born, and you don’t even intend to let Li Yi go.

This is Ye Yingtong's sister, although not her biological sister.

"That depends on how many children Li Yi wants to have."

In fact, it doesn’t matter how many children you have, as long as they are boys.

It’s not that Beiyuan respects boys over girls, but he is afraid that the little girl he gave birth to will be taken advantage of by a pig.

I'm even more afraid that she will meet a bastard like me.

How should I put it? This may be the worry of every father.

"How many lovers do you have now?"

Fujiwara Chika: "..."

"So what lovers are there? It's just the meeting of lonely souls in a bustling city. Yes, ah!!!"

Kitahara Tsutomu was halfway through his speech when he suddenly felt a pain in his neck and howled.

"It may be a little painful, just bear with it."

As Nakano Maruo spoke, he pressed hard on Kitahara Tsuyoshi's wound with a cotton swab.

I told you to be fickle.

I told you to deceive Nino's feelings.

There are only five cotton-padded jackets in my house, and you took four of them.

247

Chapter 247 The legend will continue, they are already legends!

This meeting with old man Fujiwara was actually beyond Kitahara Takashi's expectations and was a pleasant surprise.

The Fujiwara family is a political family, and their influence in the political arena is self-evident.

The most likely contenders for the next Prime Minister are the father of Fujiwara Chika and the father of Ayanokouji Kiyotaka.

This is also the reason why Kitahara Takashi gave face to Ayanokouji Kiyotaka in the garage last time.

“To do business, one must understand politics; to do politics, one must understand business.”

Kitahara Takashi doesn't know what the Japanese business world is like, but domestic companies must maintain good relations with those within the system.

"Master Beiyuan, Xifuluoka Hotel."

As Kitahara Takashi was reviewing his conversation with old man Fujiwara in his mind, he didn't notice that the car had stopped at some point, and the full-time driver reminded him.

"Oh well, sorry to bother you."