"Hello? Um... Got it." In the Tokyo airport, a young man was carrying a suitcase and a tennis belt on his back. His white hat was held low, for fear that someone would recognize him.

Her dark green hair lay neatly on her forehead, and she pressed the phone, her amber eyes looking a little unhappy.

——This stinky old man didn’t even come to pick him up!

"Hey, you're a teenager!" After waiting for about half an hour, a middle-aged and wretched uncle appeared. His sloppy appearance made people a little disdainful.

"Smelly old man, it's too late!" Ryoma glanced behind Nanjiro displeased, "Where's Ino?"

"What? If you want to call me sister, how can you call her by her name!"

"I said -" Ryoma paused, "Where is my sister?"

Nanjiro picked his ears and spread his hands, "Ah, I heard that he was picked up by some kind of Ciel, and he hasn't been back for more than a month."

"What!" Ryoma's voice was a bit sharp, attracting many people's attention.

"Being picked up? What do you mean!"

"A man who looked like a butler came here and said that Ino wanted to live with him for a few months, so I agreed." Nanjiro shrugged and said with a relaxed look on his face.

Ryoma threw the luggage to Nanjiro and said without looking back, "I'll go home later!"

"You brat, you have no manners at all." Nanjiro looked unhappy and got into the car alone while carrying Ryoma's luggage.

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Ryoma hailed a taxi and reported where he was going.

A man was sitting in the back seat, looking at the receding scenery outside the window, feeling inexplicably depressed. "Please, hurry up."

What does it mean to be picked up?

What does it mean to stay for several months?

Echizen Ino, have you obtained my approval?!

If you let me know where you are, you'll be dead!

"We're here." The driver stopped the car on the side of the road and said.

"Oh." Ryoma responded expressionlessly, took out a few bills from his wallet, and hurriedly got out of the car.

Looking at the people in black school uniforms coming and going, he grabbed a boy and said, "Hey, where is Yue Yong Ji Dou?"

Yes, the place where Ryoma is standing now is Yue Yong Jitu's school.

"Who are you!" The boy who was stopped had a look of disdain on his face. He slapped Ryoma's hand away and looked at the young man in front of him unkindly.

"You don't need to know, tell me quickly, where is Yue Yong Ji Dou!" Long Ma didn't have that much patience to waste time with him, and his tone became tougher.

"I said you boy is so arrogant..." The boy was obviously irritated, and he went up and grabbed Ryoma by the collar.

Ryoma stared at the boy coldly and suddenly smiled, "I'm sorry, I'm not the same person I was three years ago."

As he said that, he threw the boy to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw.

"Ah, it seems that fucking the senior's milk really works."
Chapter completed!