The love that started when I picked up Mikey

My name is Fuyuzu Wakamiya, female, 27 years old, the president of the Wakamiya Foundation, currently on the plane back to Japan from France.

Ten years ago, when I was a high school student, I took my housekeeper to France to study, and then stayed there to work, and never came back.

When I set foot on my homeland, I was exhausted physically and mentally. I just wanted to take a hot shower, and then get into the soft bed and sleep until the end of time.

but--

"Patriarch, Mr. Lian arranged a blind date for you."

Sakuraba, who was driving the car, spoke completely unpleasant words in his soft and pleasant voice.

"The time is set at seven o'clock tonight."

I stared at my nails: "No time, push it."

"It's best not to, the other party is the son of Mr. Lian's friend." Yingting reminded, "You also know Mr. Lian's temper."

Ruo Gonglian has always had a weird temper and is very vindictive. If he doesn't give him face, he might point out my counterpart at work, which will cause me to be very busy for the next month.

"Understood, you arrange it."

Sakuraba turned on the car stereo, and a song from the Showa era floated out. The song was sad, and the more you listened, the more desolate it became.

"It's the Reiwa Era now." I looked at the street outside the car window, "Let's listen to the radio instead."

Sakuraba immediately changed according to my instructions.

"Recently, Brahma's struggle has further intensified, hurting ordinary citizens..."

Hearing the content on the radio, I couldn't help being curious: "What is Brahma?"

Sakuraba replied calmly: "It is the largest criminal organization in Japan now, and it does all kinds of evil."

"Do all kinds of evil?" I smiled, "Is it the same as me?"

"Patriarch, please don't judge yourself like this."

"It's just a fact." I sighed softly, "Yingting, you are good in everything, the only bad thing is that you care too much about the Wakamiya family. After so many years, you don't think about yourself..."

Sleepiness swept over like a tide, I couldn't hear what Yingting said.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already dusk.

Because I was going on a blind date at night, Sakuraba did not send me back to Kyoto, but took a short rest in the Tokyo branch house.

"Patriarch, you are awake."

With a slight movement, I saw the black special attack suit covering me.

——The edges of this dress have been washed a little white.

No way, even the most careful care can not protect ordinary clothes that have existed for more than 20 years.

And his master, Shinichiro Sano, is my savior and the first love of my life.

"It's hard to find a man like Shinichiro in France, maybe you can find one in Japan."

Sakuraba's voice woke me up from my memories, I folded the special attack suit neatly and put it in my bag: "Impossible, I can't find it in Japan."

After all, it was Shinichiro.

After all, that was the head of the first generation of black dragons.

At [-]:[-], I finished the bath and Sakuraba dried my hair for me.

At [-]:[-], Sakuraba helped me put on my makeup.

At 45:[-], Sakuraba sent me to the date, a famous sky garden restaurant in Roppongi.

Fifteen minutes earlier than the agreed time, I looked around and didn't find my date, so I ordered a glass of water and sat down on the sofa to enjoy the scenery.

"Patriarch, your date is the second son of the Jiachuan Consortium, and there is a high probability that he will marry you." Yingting took out his mobile phone, "This is his photo——"

"Back off." I didn't even look at it, "He came looking for me, not me looking for him."

"……Yes."

Five minutes later, a man in a well-fitting suit and European and American greasy hair appeared in my sight.

He just happened to look over at me.

The four eyes met, his brows and eyes were curved, and those purple eyes looked familiar.

Then, the man paused on his toes, walked straight towards me, and asked quite politely: "Beautiful lady, do I have the honor to sit here?"

"You can do whatever you want." I greeted the waiter and motioned him to pass the menu to the purple-haired man, "Order what you like, don't order for me."

The purple-haired man was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Lady first, miss first."

I ordered a bottle of red wine and several small desserts.He seemed distressed: "Do you only eat snacks?"

"That's right." I nodded, "Because no one can control me, so I only eat what I like."

"This is very similar to our boss."

"Boss?"

Is the son of the Jiachuan Consortium a social person?

I spotted the tattoo on his throat.

He lowered his eyes: "What are you looking at, Miss?"

I put down the cup: "Tattoo is good." Like a USB flash drive.

"Oh?" he said with interest, "Don't you think it looks like a USB flash drive?"

...does he have mind reading skills?

"I don't think so, tattoos always remind me of bosozoku."

"Miss knows about bosozoku?" His eyes became more interested, "Have you been bullied by bosozoku, or have you dated with bosozoku?"

Blind date is not as boring as I imagined.

At least we found something to chat about.

"I was saved by the Bosozoku." I said, "It was many years ago, and the Bosozoku hadn't declined at that time."

The purple-haired man said again: "I used to be a bosozoku, maybe I know the bosozoku who saved you."

This Jiachuan consortium is very open-minded, and even agreed with their son to become a bosozoku.

"The first black dragon, have you heard of it?"

A hint of surprise flashed across the purple-haired man's face. At the same time, the white-haired man sitting at the dining table diagonally across from us looked up.

The obsidian-like eyes were lifeless and lifeless.

The dark circles under the eyes are even more terrifying.

"I've heard that it's an amazing team."

"Of course." I continued, "Mr. Shinichiro, the head of the black dragon, is my savior. If there is no accident, he will probably be my husband."

...I always feel that the white-haired man's eyes are more fierce.

Have I ever had a problem with him?

"Cough." The purple-haired man coughed dryly, and changed the topic, "The moonlight is good tonight."

"Mr. Jiachuan, today is cloudy."

"Jiachuan?" The man was puzzled, "My surname is not Jiachuan."

"..."

Just as I was thinking about which link had gone wrong, a male voice came from behind.

"Miss Fuyuzu!"

I turned my head and saw a blond young man striding over.

"Sorry, I'm late."

I looked at the purple-haired man again: "Are you here to strike up a conversation?"

"Yeah." He looked calm, "Because Miss Fuyuzu has attracted all my attention."

"Who are you?" The real Jia Chuan widened his eyes, "Don't say such things to my Fuyuzi!"

"Your pomelo?" The man smiled, "This is the first time you two met."

"how do you know?!"

"you guess."

The purple-haired man raised his eyebrows, and suddenly, the white-haired man diagonally opposite said, "Lan, stop playing, it's time to work."

...It turns out that they are in the same group.

"Yes." The man named Lan waved at me, "Looking forward to meeting you next time, Miss Fuyouzi."

"Damn guy!" Jia Chuan waved his fist angrily, "Don't let me see you again."

Disappointingly, the actual blind date was uninteresting.

Sell ​​yourself like a peacock spreading its tail throughout the process.

After two glasses of red wine, I started to feel sleepy, and the person opposite was still talking non-stop.

"Jiachuan-kun, I'm going to the bathroom."

"Hey, good, good!"

……saved.

I went to the corridor and took a cigarette out of the pack.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the purple-haired man Lan just now, and he hurried down the stairs.

Out of curiosity, I followed.

The sound of high-heeled shoes on the stairs was too harsh, and I kicked off my shoes not wanting to be noticed.

All the way from the seventh floor to the basement floor, through an open door, I saw the white-haired man sitting on a box eating taiyaki.

Kneeling in front of him were two men whose hands and feet were bound and their mouths were stuffed with cloth, and Lan said to him: "There is another mouse that has escaped, but the gentian has already gone to catch it."

The white-haired man nodded.

"Boss, are these two people going to be brought back to Brahma headquarters for interrogation?"

— Brahma!

The biggest criminal organization in Japan?

I'm so obsessed, stalking what's wrong, stalking members of Brahma!

When I thought of this, I didn't dare to watch the excitement anymore. I took a step back and bumped into the person behind me.

Then I was thrown hard through the door and fell to the ground with a slap.

it hurts!

"Miss Fuyouzi?" Lan asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"She followed you all the way down." This sullen voice came from the pink-haired man who just threw me.

He was a decisive man, and he drew his gun directly, aiming the black muzzle at my head.

"It's not good to shoot here, Santu." Lan said helplessly, "It will attract cops."

"Hehe." Santu flipped the safety catch, "You recruited the person, and of course you are responsible for handling the note."

"Wait a minute." I, who didn't want to die, decided to temporarily sell my soul, "I actually came to join Brahma."

Obviously, Santu does not believe this kind of rhetoric.

"Unfortunately, we are temporarily not recruiting people."

"Then you don't need to invest?" I quietly pressed a button on the spare phone in my pocket. This button is the SOS button for contacting Yingting. "Killing me definitely does more harm than good. I don't know your plan at all. I just met by chance. The first person to strike up a conversation was Mr. Lan instead of me."

Santu glanced at his companion with contempt: "I'm flirting around all day long."

Not to be outdone, Lan said, "You are coquettish too, but no woman cares about you."

"Try to say it again."

"I am also the Patriarch of the Wakamiya Consortium. If you kill me at will, you will definitely incur the revenge of the entire consortium. Although you may not be worried, isn't the less trouble the better?"

Santu's smile was exaggerated: "I'm not afraid of trouble, I'm just afraid that people with ulterior motives will sneak into Brahma, and it will be difficult to clean up."

Lan welcomed me very much: "Santu, your thinking is too conservative, which is not conducive to the long-term development of the organization. We should first see the sincerity of the other party."

He squatted down and pinched my chin with one hand: "Is that right, Miss Fuyuzu?"

I gritted my teeth: "Sincerity should also be given to your leaders, shouldn't it?"

Lan smiled: "Our leader is not interested in women."

"?" Is the leader gay?

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and it was Ying Ting's voice: "Is anyone there? I'll get the cleaning tools."

Santu hissed, and Lan said, "Sorry, there are no cleaning tools here, and they have been transferred to the No. [-] warehouse."

"That's right."

"Go over there and look for it."

"Ok."

I seized the right moment and kicked Lan between the legs.

During these years in France, because Wakamiya Ren was raised under the nose, Jeet Kune Do and the like could not be lazy.

The most vulnerable place was attacked, Lan groaned in pain.

The warehouse door was kicked open, and Sakuraba stood at the door expressionlessly.

"Sakura, they have guns, be careful."

I'm betting that even members of Brahma wouldn't be crazy enough to shoot a bullet here.

boom.

A shot went off.

Lying in a pool of blood was one of the men tied to the ground.

It was Santu who fired the shot, you madman!

It's not good to go on like this.

Capture the thief first and capture the king first. When I came behind the white-haired man who was still eating taiyaki, he was very quiet and did not resist.

...Maybe they didn't pay attention to me at all.

"Don't move, or I'll tell him—" I didn't have a gun or a knife, so it was too convincing to kill him.

The man turned his face away.

From this angle, he looks a lot like my first love, from nose to face contour.

"You really resemble Mr. Shinichiro."

The author says:

The first if line is actually a matter of the previous life.