On when Echizen will reveal his vest

Because he had an afternoon tennis appointment with Toru Amuro, Ryoma went to Café Poirot with his tennis bag on his back after taking a nap.

When I left, I didn’t forget to get Lunzi’s mother’s advice, “Come back early, remember to call when you are late.”

"understood."

Ryoma turned to look at Lunzi's mother who was busy in the kitchen, and nodded helplessly.

Really, he's not a kid anymore.

Café Poirot, Toru Amuro was still wearing work clothes, walking among the customers.

Seeing the young man standing outside the door, Amuro Toru's eyes flashed with surprise, he put the menu on the table, and rushed towards Ryoma, "Ryoma is here, come in and have a seat. I'm sorry, I don't get off work until half an hour .”

Clenching his tennis bag tightly with his fingers, Ryoma nodded and followed Toru Amuro into the cafe.

"Would you like something to drink?" Toru Amuro looked at the young man who seemed to be in a daze, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

What is this thinking.

"Grape-flavored Ponta, do you have it?" Ryoma raised his head and raised his eyelids when he heard Amuro Toru's words.

"Wait a minute, I'll get it."

As Toru Amuro said, he took a bottle of soda and put it in front of Ryoma, and couldn't help telling him, "Don't drink soda all the time, or it will be bad for your health."

"Understood." Ryoma pouted, but still glanced at Toru Amuro.

"Child, do you have anything to say?" Toru Amuro couldn't help asking.

The boy had already looked at himself several times, even an ordinary person would have noticed it, let alone him.

There is no other reason, but when seeing Toru Amuro, Ryoma thought of Nicholas who was suspected of being taken away by the Blue King yesterday.

Yesterday he was only interested in asking about the Colorless King, but forgot to ask Munakata Reishi how Nicholas was doing.

And Toru Amuro and Nicholas are acquaintances, so there should be his contact information, right?

"Have you seen Nicholas today?" Ryoma looked at Toru Amuro suspiciously, his eyes fixed on the person in front of him.

"Nikoschka?" Toru Amuro murmured, and couldn't help thinking about what happened last night.

The black organization was attacked by the FBI when it was trading with the port mafia, but the magic is that none of the FBI personnel who sent out the mission came back.

According to intelligence personnel, some FBI members were killed by the Hong Kong gangster gravity envoy, while the other survivors have been captured by scepter4.

Scepter4, on the surface, is the fourth branch of the Household Registration Division of the Tokyo Legal Affairs Bureau, but in fact it is a security organization that manages people with supernatural powers.Toru Amuro hasn't investigated why the FBI has anything to do with people with supernatural powers.

However, after this incident, the Japanese government tacitly agreed that the regulations that the FBI can investigate have been violated, and it is unlikely that the FBI's power will rise.

This is undoubtedly good news for Toru Amuro, who only has the country in his heart.

As for Nicholas, who was in charge of the deal with Hong Kong and black gravity yesterday but failed, Toru Amuro couldn't get in touch.

The transaction failed, and he is probably being punished now.

Of course, these things cannot be said to Ryoma. Nicholas had revealed to Amuro before that in order to protect Ryoma, Gin had not disclosed the matter of the Black Organization in front of Ryoma. The boy's world is still clear.

"I haven't been in touch, does Ryoma miss him?" Toru Amuro asked jokingly.

"Cut, no."

Ryoma quickly shook his head to express his refusal, but a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

It should be fine.

After all, when Izana Society introduced him to the king yesterday, he said that the blue king is a symbol of order.

But Nicholas was injured yesterday, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a serious person.

While worrying about Nicholas, Ryoma couldn't help wondering why Mr. Kurosawa's friend was so dangerous.

Of course, the boy didn't know at this time that the most dangerous person was none other than his neighbor, Mr. Kurosawa.

Toru Amuro thought the boy was hard-spoken and soft-hearted, so he rubbed the boy's head comfortingly, "Wait for me, we'll play tennis in a while."

"Okay." Ryoma nodded understandingly, sat on the seat and drank soda with a straw, and looked out the window lazily with his chin propped on one hand.

Before returning to Tokyo, he did not expect that he would experience so much.And really, as Mr. Ranpo said, not only did he know the source of the supernatural power, but he also had another Mr. Nakahara who taught him.

But I'm going back to Yokohama tomorrow, not only did I not see my group of seniors, but what about my teacher?

Take a bus from Yokohama to Tokyo every day?

In fact, counting the time, it is not impossible.

Thinking of this, Ryoma's pocket trembled.

"Moses Moses?" Is it the president?

"Ryoma, how is it in Tokyo?" A man's serious and calm voice was on the other side.

"not bad."

Ryoma replied, thinking of the problems he had already solved, his voice couldn't help being brisk, "Teacher, I already know the source of my supernatural power."

Hearing about Ranpo a long time ago, Fukuzawa Yukichi wasn't really shocked, just hearing the boy's happy look, there was a smile in his voice, "Really, congratulations, you finally found it."

"Yes." Long Ma replied, but asked in confusion: "Is the president calling for something?"

Having been with the teacher for a while, he naturally knew that the teacher would not call him if he had nothing to do, except of course that he had to practice kendo every week.

On the other side of the phone, Fukuzawa Yukichi coughed lightly, "Come back when you want to come back, you don't have to add a time limit."

Ryoma couldn't help but put the phone away from his ear, he heard right just now, didn't he, the president meant to let him go back, or?

"What does it mean?"

"Ranbu said that you will know later."

Fukuzawa Yukichi naturally believed Ranpo's words, but he modified it a bit, "Of course, if you want to go back to Yokohama, you can come back now. After all, you have the last lesson left in your kendo class."

"Huh? I don't." Ryoma quickly retorted subconsciously.

After hanging up the phone, Fukuzawa Yukichi shook his head dumbfounded at the thought of the boy's protest against the kendo class just now.Is this a vacation and playing crazy?

After all, he is a child, and he still has to temper his temper when he comes back.

Ryoma hung up the phone and took back his phone. Although he was unhappy with the kendo class that the teacher had arranged for him, he still felt warm when he received the teacher's call.

Fortunately, I will go back tomorrow.

"Let's go." After changing his clothes, Toru Amuro stood in front of Ryoma, looking at the gentle light in the boy's eyes, he couldn't help being taken aback.

"Mr. Amuro so fast?" Ryoma put his tennis bag on his back and got up.

"There are few customers today, and how can I bear to see Ryoma waiting for me here for so long."

Amuro said with a smile, "But this time in tennis, Ryoma needs to be merciful."

Glancing at Toru Amuro, the young man said lightly, "Madamadadane."

This time they chose the previous tennis court.

Despite the difference in size, Toru Amuro, who had the upper hand at the beginning, lost to Ryoma in the end.

"No, I haven't played tennis for a long time."

Amuro sat on the ground exhausted, and boldly lifted up his clothes to wipe the sweat off his face, revealing his muscular waist and well-arranged abdominal muscles.

"Mr. Amuro is in good shape." Ryoma whistled lightly when he saw Toru Amuro's figure.

"Little ghost, you will also have it in the future." Toru Amuro waved his hand and patted Ryoma's shoulder.

"Of course." Ryoma raised his chin proudly.

Maybe it was because the setting sun was too gentle, Toru Amuro couldn't help asking curiously: "Ryoma, how does your father treat you?"

"My Father?"

Although I don't know why Toru Amuro is interested in Echizen Minamijiro, but thinking of Echizen Nanjiro's devil training and his experience of picking his feet when he was a child, Ryoma couldn't help frowning: "It's very strict and very annoying."

Amuro thought of Gin's temperament and nodded clearly.

Can understand.

"Does he tell you about his work?"

"Never."

Echizen Minamijiro never told him about his youth tennis record.

If it weren't for Lunzi's mother and the great praise he heard when he was a child in the United States, he might not even know that his father is such a powerful person.

Amuro Toru listened, thought for a while, and then asked: "Is he treating you well?"

Ryoma was in a daze for a moment when he heard this question.

Is Echizen Minamijiro treating himself well?Honestly, it's really good.

It was he who grew up with him and accompanied him further and further on the tennis road, although Ryoma never wanted to admit it because of face.

Seeing Ryoma nodded, Toru Amuro patted the boy on the shoulder and sighed, "That's good."

It's really not easy for Gin to protect the boy so well.

Amuro Toru, who had followed Nicholas's footsteps, forgot for the first time that he had to check the boy's identity before confirming it.

Ryoma, who didn't know why Toru Amuro suddenly asked these things, just glanced at the man in front of him in confusion, not knowing what touching father-son relationship he and Mr. Kurosawa had been imagined.

"Yo, I didn't expect you to play tennis too?"

The roar of the locomotive sounded and gradually became smaller, and it stopped beside the tennis court.

A silver-haired woman came down, took off her helmet gracefully, and looked at the young man beside Toru Amuro with a smile and probing eyes.

"Are you free today?" Toru Amuro looked at the dangerous woman in front of him calmly, seeing that she was still looking at Ryoma next to him, although he felt a little uncomfortable, Toru Amuro understood.

Yep, another Gin and Gossip guy is here.