My childhood sweetheart is Nishimiya Glass

Chapter 394 Tokyo Bay

Jun Kazuno felt a little embarrassed by Tsuna's gaze and could only manage a slightly stiff smile in response.

Fortunately, the food and drinks were served quickly, and the atmosphere warmed up a bit.

As the organizer, Kazunori Jun raised his glass first: "Come on, everyone, make yourselves at home!" He then tilted his head back and downed a glass.

At the table, some boys seized the opportunity to organize some fun games to warm up the atmosphere, keeping the rules simple and aiming for a relaxed and slightly tipsy vibe.

The event started around 11 a.m. and didn't end until after 2 p.m., and everyone left completely satisfied.

Several authors obtained verbal promises from Kazuno Jun through the mini-game.

They asked her to help promote their book on their Twitter account, which eventually brought them closer and changed their relationship from a cold collaboration to a more friendly one.

After just one meal, Tsuna gained several new friends on LINE.

.........

"That...that Miyamura-sensei?"

As soon as Tsuna reached the motorcycle, before he could even fasten his helmet, he heard a hesitant call from behind.

He turned around in confusion, and a few steps away, Suzuki Atsushi was standing there, her small face flushed, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes.

"How did you find out?" Tsuna, realizing he'd been found out, was too lazy to keep up the act. He was now more curious about how the other person had discovered it.

I noticed several authors subtly probing him during a meal, but no one actually tried to probe him.

Everyone seems to have reached a consensus on this matter; seeing his young age, no one thought he would be the teacher of the Miyamura school.

As for how his age was revealed, it was related to the woman who had a slip of the tongue while drinking. Fortunately, only his age and his name as a high school student were revealed.

However, this also has its advantages, namely, as mentioned above, it helped him avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"May I ask a question?"

As Gang watched her walk forward with small steps, his fists clenched, he looked extremely reserved.

"Ok?"

"Those two books...did you really write them?" Suzuki Atsushi hesitated for a moment, but still pressed on, "No...it wasn't written by President Miyamura in his spare time?"

When she accurately recited one of her father's common nicknames, Tsuna was slightly surprised, but he quickly concealed it.

"You know my father?" Tsuna replied, seemingly unrelated to the question.

In front of outsiders, he calls his father "father," but at home he calls him "Dad" or "Old Deng." Gang does this very well.

“I work at Duomeng Agency, I’ve met the president… and I’ve met you a few times too,” Suzuki Atsushi explained softly, the blush on his cheeks still lingering.

"So... actually, I guessed it was you the moment we met..."

She glanced quickly at Tsuna, as if confirming his reaction, then, as if having made up her mind, her voice held a deeper curiosity and a hint of uncertainty:

"Those...those two books, did you really...write them yourself?"

"!?"

Tsuna was surprised that Japan was so small...? He even ran into one of his boss's employees while having a casual meal out...

However, I'm no longer curious why she keeps asking this question. After all, her age is not a major disadvantage, and it's understandable that she would be questioned.

Plus, the father has the means to ghostwrite, or he pays to hire ghostwriters, all to fulfill his son's dream of becoming a writer...

But Tsuna, with his keen intuition, sensed that there seemed to be something else hidden in her tone...?
He sensed a hint of murderous intent!
"I'll tell you the truth, but remember not to tell anyone else..." Tsuna hesitated for a few seconds, but still chose to trust his intuition and pretend to be stupid.

"Mmm." Suzuki Wen nodded quickly, her blush making her look especially adorable.

"Miyamura-sensei is actually my father. I was just someone he temporarily pulled in to take the blame..."

As soon as he said it, he felt a toothache; the excuse was far too flimsy! What renowned publisher would be so bored as to personally write two books and then push their unfortunate son out to impersonate the author?
"real!?"

Suzuki On's eyes widened suddenly, and his clenched fist slowly relaxed after Tsuna nodded affirmatively.

She let out a long sigh in her heart. If it weren't for Tsuna being there, she would have patted her chest to calm herself down on the spot.

Fortunately, I managed to hold back and didn't immediately make a move...

If she does something wrong in a moment of impulse, and President Miyamura finds out, she might really be thrown into Tokyo Bay to feed the fish!

"Is there anything else? No, I'll be going now."

Seeing the girl's constantly changing expressions, completely ignoring him, Tsuna politely spoke up to remind her.

"No...no more."

"Okay..." Tsuna had barely uttered a single word...

"Hey wait!"

The conversation was abruptly cut off as Suzuki On rushed forward, his voice urgent:

"Miyamura-sensei... no! Miyamura, could you... could you sign your name for me? Even an imposter would be fine!"

She spoke rapidly, while her hand reached eagerly for her backpack, making a rustling sound as she pulled out two books!

Tsuna's eyes twitched twice involuntarily as she pulled out 'I Want to Eat Your Pancreas'.

He silently took the pen handed to him, turned to the second page of the two books, and quickly signed his name.

The pen was barely halfway handed over, and the crisp "Thank you!" hadn't even faded from my ears when I looked up again and saw Suzuki Atsushi had already run off with two books in his hand...

He didn't take the little incident to heart. He put on his helmet, twisted the throttle, and the motorcycle roared away from the parking lot.

at the same time.

Suzuki Atsushi rushed out of the parking lot in one breath, and only when he turned the corner did he lean on his knees and gasp for breath.

His gaze fell on the two books he was clutching like precious treasures, and his eyes lit up when he saw the fresh autograph.

She was already dreaming about the next week when she wouldn't have to pay for breakfast!

"Pfft..." She couldn't help but laugh out loud, then quickly covered her mouth and glanced left and right.

Hehe, who cares if it's really signed by Miyamura-sensei! Anyway, that idiot Chi-chan can't tell the difference!

Moreover, Miyamura himself said that he came in place of his father, so how can he not be considered Mr. Miyamura?
Unless President Miyamura clarifies the situation.

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When Gang returned home, he saw his mother still watching TV in the living room, just as she had been watching it when he left. After saying hello, she went back to her bedroom on the second floor and started taking care of her own business.

In the afternoon, just as it got dark, Shoko and Yuzuru Nishimiya dragged their tired bodies into the Miyamura house.

My body is tired, but my soul is content!

As for why Nishimiya Yuzuru came along, it's because Hachiko was brought back by Miyamura Shizuka that afternoon to be used as a pillow.

Shoko ran up to the second floor, showing Tsuna the photos she had taken in Shinjuku that day while chattering away, sharing interesting stories.

Tsuna sat down beside her, gently massaging her sore calves after a long day of walking.

A quiet smile played on his lips as he occasionally responded with a soft "hmm."

In the living room, after catching a glimpse of Hachiko sprawled on the carpet, Yuzuru Nishimiya decided to stay put and happily occupied the sofa to watch cartoons.

Shizuka Miyamura was preparing dinner in the kitchen.

(End of this chapter)