Zongman: Nohara Shinnosuke is about to be chopped off

"Come on, Fatty Zaemon, I need your help with something."

Ai Suotome smiled faintly as she looked at the plump Saemon who was not even as tall as the bench.

"Betray Shin-chan and join me."

Suotome Ai didn't care at all that Shin-chan was right next to her, and she made an invitation to chubby Saemon with a serious face.

"Huh? You're kidding me to betray Shin-chan."

Chubby Saemon stood on a chair, sneered, and looked disdainful.

"Fat Zaemon, you are truly a hero."

Shin-chan was originally afraid that Saemon would surrender to the enemy immediately.

I didn't expect him to be so loyal, and a relieved smile appeared on my face.

"Can you tell me why?"

Suotome Ai looked at chubby Saemon with some curiosity, tilting her head slightly.

She remembered that in Shin-chan's comics, the chubby Saemon was a spineless fence-sitter.

Even though she had shocked it twice as a punishment, it still dared to reject her. Ai Sugu had to admit that she had underestimated him.

"Xiao Xin, this bastard still owes me 10 trillion yen. I betrayed him, who can I ask for the money?"

Chubby Zaemon slammed the table, his eyes burning with anger.

Damn it! I clearly said that I could get a loan, but Xiaoxin still dared to owe the money and not pay it back.

"Ten trillion yen?"

Suotome Ai looked at the chubby Saemon with some curiosity and frowned slightly.

"How is it? Are you scared silly, little girl?"

Chubby Zaemon raised the corner of his mouth with a smug look on his face.

"That's not the case. I just think it's a bit cheap. If you were talking about US dollars, I might be troubled, but if it's Japanese yen, I can give it to you right now."

Suotome Ai shrugged, snapped her fingers at Kuroiso, her eyes full of relief.

Hei Ji nodded and walked out of the room quickly.

Soon, dozens of bodyguards in black came with a hundred black suitcases, which were placed on the floor one by one. There was not much room left in the room.

"There's only about 1 trillion yen here. I'll give you the rest in a few days. After all, I don't have that much money here."

Suotome Ai waved her hand to indicate that Chubby Saemon could take it all, with a look of indifference on her face.

“It’s really…really…real money.”

Chubby Zaemon was trembling all over and stammering as he looked at the banknotes filled in front of him with his eyes wide open.

"Alas."

Chubby Zaemon picked up the banknotes from the box and waved them towards the sky. Soon he was completely buried by the banknotes on the ground.

Chubby Zaemon looked very happy as he dovetailed, freestyled, breaststroked, and performed various swimming styles in the sea of ​​banknotes, with a look of ecstasy on his face.

"Xiao Ai, you'd better take the money back. Fatty Zaemon is a money-grubber. If you wait a while, you probably won't get all the money back."

Looking at the banknotes piled up like an ocean, Shin-chan got a direct feeling for the first time about what one trillion yen meant. He never thought that the things he had casually written in the comics would eventually allow him to experience them himself one day.

He frowned slightly, his face full of worry.

"It doesn't matter, it's just 1 trillion yen. For you, Master Shin-chan, I don't care."

Suotome Ai shook her head slightly and looked at Shin-chan seriously.

"Asshole Shinnosuke, what did you just say?"

Chubby Zaemon struggled to climb out of the sea of ​​banknotes and pointed at Shin-chan's knees with an angry look on his face.

Shin-chan finally managed to earn 1 trillion yen recently, but he actually wants to take his money back?

"Miss Xiao Ai, although I am a pig, please treat me as your most loyal dog, my master from now on."

Chubby Zuoemon looked sincere and kowtowed to Xiaoai.

"Fatty Zaemon, come back soon!"

Shin-chan frowned slightly, his eyes filled with anxiety, and his gaze was fixed on Saemon.

After a while, I saw Zuoemon imitating Kuroiso's appearance, putting on sunglasses with a slightly clumsy movement, changing into a black suit, and then standing behind Xiaoai respectfully.

"Xiao Xin, stop joking. I will always stand on the side of the rich. I don't want to bother with a hateful poor person like you."

Chubby Saemon raised his chin slightly, his face full of arrogance.

He slowly took out a cigar from his pocket and lit it calmly. With his bodyguard outfit, he looked like a complete defector.

Shin-chan looked at the plump Saemon, shook his head helplessly, and sighed softly:

"Fathead Zaemon, you're still as despicable as ever."

Chubby Zaemon raised his head high and snorted softly, his face showing an expression of pride instead of shame.

"Okay, Master Xiaoxin, don't worry about it for now, let's eat first."

At this time, Suotome Ai stepped out with a smile to smooth things over. As she spoke, she gently picked up the food on Shin-chan's plate.

"Miss, what should I eat? I'm so hungry too."

Chubby Zaemon looked at the two people's sweet love and picked his nose helplessly.

"Don't worry, the maid will bring it to you in a moment. By the way, do you have any dietary restrictions? For example, you don't eat pork."

Suotome Ai suddenly looked at the chubby Saemon with curiosity, with an inquiring look in her eyes.

Although he looks like a pig, to be honest, there is no pig that can talk and walk like a human.

Could it be that a white horse is not a horse, and a pink pig is not a pig?

"Don't worry, I not only don't avoid certain foods, but I actually like eating them."

The corners of Chubby Zuoemon's mouth rose slightly, revealing a sinister smile, as if he was planning something bad.

"Is it."

Suotome Ai nodded thoughtfully, it seemed that her guess was correct.

After a while, a maid pushed six plates into the room and placed them one by one in front of the plump Saemon.

Although it was very strange that the guest was a pig, the maid still maintained her professionalism.

She helped him sit down with a respectful look on her face, and was very considerate in picking up food for Saemon, who had short legs.

"Yeah, it's delicious."

Chubby Zaemon's eyes sparkled as he devoured the food on the table.

He had just experienced two electric shocks, which consumed a lot of his energy.

"Chubby Saemon, he's still as uncultured as ever. I really don't know who this guy looks like."

Shin-chan looked at Saemon's rough way of eating with a look of disgust on his face, and sighed helplessly, as if he felt ashamed of Saemon's behavior.

"Master Shin-chan, you were never any better than Saemon before."

Su Otome Ai held her face with some memories in her eyes.

After all, when I was five years old, every time I went to Xiaoxin's house for dinner,

Aunt Meiya would always scold Shin-chan for secretly hiding green peppers and throwing carrots into the trash can.

"Hey, is that so? I don't even remember it."

Xiaoxin scratched his head a little embarrassedly, then lowered his head and smiled.