They all think I'm a boss

In October, autumn is high and crisp, the heat of the last summer is no longer in the air, and the cool autumn wind blowing on the body is very pleasant.

The Lihai Cultural Festival, which is held in May every year, was postponed to October this year due to some reasons, but this did not dampen the enthusiasm of the students. On the contrary, because of the lack of pressure from the final exam, the cultural festival in October was even more impressive than the one in May. It will be much more lively.

Before visiting the cultural festival, Toki Fujikawa made a special call to a boy named Edogawa who was far away in Tokyo. When he learned that the other party was going to play in the Toto Amusement Park with a few small beans from the Boy Detective Team today, Toki Fujikawa called Fortunately, Li Haida's cultural festival finally escaped disaster this time, and then silently lit a candle for Dongdu Amusement Park in the bottom of my heart.

"By the way, can you stay as far away from the Ferris wheel as possible when you go to the amusement park? I quite like the Ferris wheel in Dongdu Amusement Park."

Conan on the other end of the phone was speechless for a while when he heard this sentence, but he was obedient and didn't go close to the Ferris wheel, and went to ride the carousel with a few little bean dings from the Detective Boys.

After that, there was a "carousel murder incident" in Dongdu Amusement Park.

……

There is never a shortage of people wearing cosplay costumes at cultural festivals, and the popularity of "Touken Ranbu" is still high. At a glance, eight out of ten cosers are wearing swordsmen's costumes, and two are wearing audition costumes. The uniform of the gods.

In order to avoid the embarrassment of bumping into shirts like last time, Toki Fujikawa deliberately only wore a simple white shirt and black pants when he went out today, and the rest of Tokenfusangshin also only wore ordinary clothes.

However, their faces are so recognizable. Not long after entering the school, they were recognized by these girls from Lihai University, and they gathered around to ask for a group photo.

Seeing more and more girls gathered, Fujikawa Toki didn't hesitate for too long, and directly left the group of poor knives who were surrounded by a large group of enthusiastic girls, and slipped out alone.

By the time the knife spirits realized that their lord had left them and slipped away alone, Toki Fujikawa had already wandered around the campus of Likai University for half a circle.

"Mr. Fujikawa?"

A suspicious voice came from the side, Fujikawa Toki turned his head and saw a boy with short iris purple hair in a khaki sportswear standing behind him.

The boy was accompanied by several other boys wearing the same khaki sportswear as him, and Fujikawa Toki saw a rather familiar figure inside.

"Brother Ah Shi."

Kirihara raised his hand to say hello to Fujikawa Toki, but usually he always looks energetic and healthy, but today he looks quite depressed for some reason, even the iconic little curly hair is showing listlessness.

"What's up with him?"

Fujikawa asked the purple-haired boy beside him.

"Maybe it's because I'm too nervous about performing on stage."

Yukimura smiled very gently, "Akaya is the protagonist today, so the pressure will naturally be greater than other people."

Hearing this sentence, the other teenagers beside him couldn't hold back, turned their heads away and laughed unkindly.

"The program of the tennis club is a stage play?"

Fujikawa Toki asked curiously.

"Yes."

Yukimura nodded, "Will Mr. Fujikawa come to see?"

"Ah."

Fujikawa Toki nodded, Honmaru's Dagger and Wakizashi would also perform on stage today, he promised them to watch their performance in the audience later, it seems that they have been preparing for this show for a long time.

Yukimura didn't chat with him for too long, and the tennis club had to rehearse for a while before going on stage. Before leaving, Fujikawa patted Kirihara boy on the shoulder to cheer him up, "I'm looking forward to your performance .”

However, this action of his did not seem to have a consoling effect, and Kirihara's youth looked even more depressed.

……

It seems that in order to make up for the loss in May, the school specially expanded the scale of the stalls for the cultural festival in October. At a glance, there are small stalls everywhere, selling food rings, fishing for goldfish, and shooting. There is everything that one expects to find, and the taste of all kinds of food mixed together is very exciting.

Fujikawa only came after breakfast, but when he smelled the food, he inevitably wanted to try it. He took out a note from his pocket and planned to buy a box of octopus balls.

But just as he walked to the octopus balls stand, he saw a familiar black figure in front of the fried noodle stand next to him.

"Chung Ye?"

Fujikawa looked at a certain port mafia cadre who was taking a box of fried noodles from the owner of the fried noodle stall. Mr. Nakahara, who was called by name, turned his head and glanced at him, looked him up and down before slowly making a sound.

"It is you."

"Why are you here?"

Fujikawa looked at him with some doubts. As far as he knew, this model worker cadre of the port mafia was basically in a state of non-stop throughout the year. Even if he was occasionally forced to rest by his immediate boss, he usually drank at home , or driving his luxury cars out on the mountain roads for a speeding ride.

Why do you have time to come to the school to visit the cultural festival today?

"Boss was invited by the principal of this school. He didn't have time, so he asked me to come here for him."

Zhong Yuanzhong also responded casually.

Toki Fujikawa: "???"

Why is the head of the port mafia invited to a general school cultural festival?

Perhaps his confusion was too obvious, and the kind Mr. Zhongyuan patiently explained the reason to him.

"The Port Mafia itself is the largest shareholder of this school, and the boss is a member of the school council, so he will naturally be invited to participate in this cultural festival."

Wait, so why would the mafia be shareholders in the school?

After listening to Mr. Nakahara's explanation, Fujikawa immediately became more confused.

What Fujikawa didn't know was that during the graduation season every year, Lihai University would send several of the best fresh graduates to the port mafia for internships. If they passed the internship assessment, they would have the opportunity to become official employees of the port mafia.

These high-achieving students who come out of the school will usually enter the intelligence collection or IT technology departments, and they don't have to fight like other employees.

The salary offered by the port mafia is very good, in addition to various generous benefits, every graduate of Lihai University, almost every year, will fight for the opportunity to go to the port mafia for an internship. Working in the port mafia is undoubtedly the first choice of many graduates.

……

Chuya Nakahara bit off the disposable chopsticks in his hand, and raised his chin at Fujikawa, "Hey, Fujikawa, give me a taste of the takoyaki in your hand."

Fujikawa looked down at the steaming takoyaki in his hand, and handed it directly to the orange-haired youth opposite.

Nakahara was not polite to him either, he just took away a takoyaki with the most sprinkling of bonito flowers and seaweed, and stuffed it into his mouth without blowing it on, and then Fujikawa saw that the cadre was scalded His face was red.

"The takoyaki just out of the oven is very hot, you have to blow it before eating it."

When Fujikawa bought a bottle of ice water from a small stall and handed it to him, Mr. Nakahara just took the bottle of ice water from Fujikawa when there was a gloating voice next to him.

"Ah Shi, you don't need to explain so much to him. This Central Plains cadre usually eats too much cold Western food, and he doesn't even know that food is still warm."

Hearing this disturbingly familiar voice, several veins popped out on Mr. Zhongyuan's forehead automatically.

"Why is your nasty mackerel here?!"

"Because I'm different from a friendless slug, I didn't come here alone~"

Dazai poked a steaming takoyaki from Fujikawa Toki's hand with a smile, put it in his mouth and blew it a few times, then raised his eyebrows at the angry orange-haired youth opposite, "See, Mr. Cadre, you have to put it in your mouth and let it cool before eating like this."

Then he stuffed the small balls on the bamboo stick into his mouth, squinted his eyes contentedly, "Well, the takoyaki just out of the oven is delicious~ It's a pity that someone's tongue is probably scalded, so I can't taste it Slightly~”

"Dazai, you bastard..."

Fujikawa Toki directly ignored the two people who were huddling together, and handed the only two takoyaki left in his hand to the gray-haired young man beside him, "One?"

"Ah good."

Oda Sakunosuke picked up the bamboo stick next to the box, inserted a small ball, blew it cool, and put it in his mouth. At this time, Fujikawa also poked the last remaining takoyaki with a bamboo stick. When Sakunosuke thought he was going to take off the mask on his face, he saw that Fujikawa Toki put the cooled takoyaki directly to his mouth, and then a slit suddenly opened in the middle of the mask, and Fujikawa Totoki put the mask on along that slit. Takoyaki stuffed into the mouth.

Oda Sakunosuke: "..."

"It's more convenient to eat like this."

Sensing the surprised gaze of the gray-haired young man, Fujikawa explained to him calmly.

The teenagers from Oda Sakunosuke's family seem to be performing on stage today, so this middle-aged Azhai, who has been shutting himself up at home all year round and working hard on manuscripts, will go out for an unprecedented time, and by the way, put a bandage on someone who has been doing nothing all year round. The youth invited me over.

Fujikawa Shi glanced at the two who were still quarreling like elementary school students, then turned to look at the gray-haired young man beside him, "Go to the venue directly, the performance seems to be about to start."

"it is good."

Oda Sakunosuke nodded, and the two followed the crowded crowd to the scene of the waiting art performance.

As soon as he entered the venue, Fujikawa noticed the knife spirits surrounded by a large group of girls. They were looking around anxiously, and when they saw Fujikawa, they immediately waved to him.

Toki Fujikawa glanced at the gray-haired young man at the side, and Oda Sakunosuke nodded at him, "You go over there."

The position that the knives found for him was just facing the stage, which was an excellent position both in terms of vision and distance, but since there were a circle of attention-getting knives sitting around him, it was inevitable that there would be a lot of scrutiny Lines of sight came from all directions.

But fortunately, it didn't take long for the performance of the cultural festival to start, and the surrounding eyesight suddenly decreased a lot.

After a few shows, Toki Fujikawa saw the boys from the Oda family performing on the stage. They were performing a stage play of "Snow White". Although the boys looked a little nervous, their overall performance was still very good. of.Toki Fujikawa glanced in the direction where Oda Sakunosuke was, and it was no surprise that he saw a look of relief on the old father's face.

It didn't take long before the host announced the name of the tennis club. Those teenagers were going to play "Sleeping Beauty". It wasn't until the moment the curtain was pulled that Fujikawa figured out why Kirihara boy was acting like that just now. A listless and decadent look.

There is no other reason. The kelp-headed boy is playing the role of the protagonist's "Sleeping Beauty", while the role of "Prince" is played by a certain deputy head of the tennis department who has always been terrified by this boy.

In the script of "Sleeping Beauty", at the end the prince's true love kiss succeeded in waking up the cursed Sleeping Beauty, and when the Sanada boy who played the role of the prince used it as if he was going to call the princess up and run to the playground in the next second Quan's dignified expression, when he was about to kiss Sleeping Beauty to wake him up according to the script, "Sleeping Beauty" suddenly "cheats" from the bed, shouted, "I'm sorry, I still can't accept it!" backstage.

The audience in the audience suddenly burst into laughter. In this awkward and somewhat funny atmosphere, the crimson curtain on the stage slowly lowered. When the curtain rose again, another group of teenagers appeared on the stage.

Most of them looked to be around twelve or thirteen years old, only a few teenagers were slightly older, they seemed to be fourteen or fifteen years old.

Before the host announced the program they were about to perform, the blond and white-haired teenagers standing at the front ran to the host and asked her to leave two microphones.

Fujikawa Toki's eyes moved slightly.

"The show we are going to perform next has actually been prepared for a long time."

The white-haired boy seemed a little nervous, and his voice sounded a little trembling.

"From a long time ago, we wanted to let that person see this show, this show contains our gratitude and heart."

The blond boy was much calmer. After saying this, the rest of the boys gathered around together. They raised their heads and looked at the position in the auditorium facing the stage. At this time, the knife spirits around They all turned their eyes to Fujikawa Toki who was sitting in this position.

"A hymn dedicated only to you..."

The teenagers on the stage said in unison.

""To Eternal You"..."

……

After the cultural festival ended, the crowds who came to visit the cultural festival left the school one after another. A group of teenagers in elementary school uniforms and junior high school uniforms hurried to the school gate. They looked around the school gate for a while, but there was no one See that familiar figure.

The teenagers lowered their heads, with a look of disappointment on their immature faces.

At this time, a voice came from behind them.

"here."

The teenagers turned their heads and found that the familiar figure was standing behind them, and beside him stood another group of very familiar figures.

"My lord..."

Dagger and Wakizawa stared blankly at the black-haired young man standing behind them,

Fujikawa reached out his hand to take off the mask on his face, and stretched out his right hand towards the teenagers opposite him, with the corners of his lips slightly raised. The evening sun fell behind him, and the delicate but indifferent eyebrows and eyes in the past were extraordinarily soft in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Let's go back."

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