Ema's younger brother

Oriaki Tsuchida couldn't remember the last time he and his father sat down to discuss things in such a calm manner, and he couldn't remember what he looked like the last time he saw Tsuchida Daro, so the way he looked at Tsuchida Daro was Strange, even indifferent, without the slightest admiration.

When people get old, they will not consciously desire the care from their children. Tsuchida Oro, who is nearly sixty years old, can't help but sigh when he sees Tsuchida Oriaki's indifferent expression. The corners of his eyes covered with eye lines droop slightly, showing A little tired: "Have you encountered any unsolvable things?"

He asked the brown-haired, dark-eyed boy sitting across the table, with a kind tone and gentle eyebrows.

"No, I just want to confirm something with you." Oraaki Tsuchida turned a blind eye to his father's overtures, and there was no wave on his delicate face. "How much do you know about Asahina Hikaru?"

He opened the information bag in his hand, took out the photo of men's clothes and slid to Daro Tsuchida: "The person I'm interested in recently is his stepbrother, so I did a little research."

"Asahi Nako?" Tsuchida Dalang took the photo and looked at it for a while, then squinted his eyes thoughtfully, "This person is very troublesome, try not to conflict with him - but he only contacted us to get materials for his novel , and don’t need to worry too much.”

"……trouble?"

"Well, the information you have investigated is only part of it." The gray-haired old man tapped on the table with his fingers, and then tapped the photo on the table, "This man has a deep connection with the foreign mafia, and recently Became a middleman between a domestic gang and a foreign gang. And the Asahina family is not as simple as the information - thirteen brothers, almost all of them who have entered the society and started working are the best in their respective industries. The network of relationships adds up. It's astonishing, not to mention that their mother... has been married so many times, and the contacts and wealth accumulated are not easy."

Tsuchida Oriaki frowned: "Then we can't use threats to deal with Hinata? To be honest, it will definitely be very useful if that child can be accepted as a subordinate."

"—It's not that he must be." Tsuchida Dalang's slightly aged voice sounded in the living room unhurriedly, "The Hinata you are talking about, as long as he is still at Asahina's house for a day, you are not allowed to casually Move him—don't make trouble for the family."

The old man stared at the young man opposite with clear and sharp eyes, and his tone became a lot more serious.

"Tsk."

Tsuchida Oriaki, who was quite dissatisfied with the current situation of being disciplined, let out a light snort, pushed away the chair and walked upstairs to his room.

"I see."

His fresh and delicate facial features, like green leaves, brought a rebelliousness that clearly contradicted his appearance, but also strangely blended with the indifferent temperament around him, and his every move was full of contradictory beauty.

"The dishes haven't been served yet, why don't you sit down and have a meal together?"

Tsuchida Dalang turned his back to the dining table, and calmly asked him to stay.

"No." The young man he was watching stepped up the stairs steadily, and his broken brown hair swayed in the air with his movements, drawing out interlaced and messy arcs.

The expected answer.

Tsuchida Tachiro sighed quietly, his half-drowsed eyes were finally filled with traces of exhaustion and loneliness.