One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

The boy sitting next to Sakura had short, choppy hair, an extremely clean and sunny appearance, and a very gentle demeanor.

Kaito Kamo, the young master of the Kamo family, is also Sakura's childhood friend who grew up with her.

Haidou flicked his wrist, picked up the piece of meat with his chopsticks, and placed it on the small plate in front of him.

He gently blew on the steam rising from it.

Then she picked up the sauce spoon next to her, dipped it in Sakura's favorite secret sweet and spicy sauce, and spread it evenly on the slices of meat.

After doing all this, he carefully placed the perfectly cooked Wagyu beef, with its perfect dipping sauce, into Sakura's bowl.

"Eat up, it's cooked just right." Haito looked at her with a smile.

"Hehe! Haidou is still the best!"

Sakura didn't think anything was wrong at all. She picked up the meat and stuffed it into her mouth, happily squinting her eyes, her cheeks puffed out like a little squirrel.

Sitting opposite Ashiya Ryo, watching the interaction between the two, couldn't help but rub his arms exaggeratedly, looking utterly exasperated.

"Hey you two, can't you be a little more mindful of your behavior?"

"You guys have managed to make this barbecue taste like dog food. I haven't even eaten any meat yet, and my stomach is already full from all of you."

Kaito smiled and didn't refute her, but simply poured Sakura another glass of iced oolong tea and placed it beside her.

"Kaito is so thoughtful, Ryo, you're just jealous!" Sakura said, making a face at Ashiya Ryo while chewing on her meat.

"I'm not jealous at all."

Ashiya Ryo rolled his eyes and turned to look at the burly man who had been sitting silently in the corner, stuffing meat into his mouth.

"Acheng, can you say something? Look at these two, it's unbearable to look at." Ashiya Ryo sought an ally.

Makoto Ito swallowed the half-pound of grilled meat in his mouth, then picked up the extra-large mug of draft beer next to him and chug down half of it.

He put down his cup, touched his shiny bald head, and after a long pause, uttered a gruff voice:

"The meat is grilled well."

After saying that, he continued to work diligently, as if nothing in the world could interest him except for barbecue.

"Well, I guess I asked for nothing. There was a whole table of people: a doting housekeeper, a glutton, and a mute."

Ashiya Ryo sighed to the sky, picked up the tongs, and listlessly flipped the pork belly in the grill pan.

Abe Genji looked at his childhood friends, a gentle smile flashing in his eyes.

As the backbone of this team, he knew better than anyone that these people, who seemed carefree on the surface, were true sworn brothers who could be trusted to carry their lives on when it came to a critical moment.

"Okay, stop fooling around."

Yuan Yi put down his teacup and tapped his fingers lightly twice on the table.

These few crisp sounds gradually quieted the atmosphere at the table.

Even Makoto Ito, who had been engrossed in his meal, slowed down his chewing.

"I've gathered everyone together today not only to relax before the competition, but also to share my thoughts with you all."

Genji's gaze swept over Ashiya Ryo, Kaito, Sakura, and Ito Makoto in turn.

His young face displayed a maturity and sense of responsibility far beyond that of his peers.

"Everyone should have noticed, right? This competition is completely different from the past."

Yuan Yi's voice lowered slightly:

"This morning before I left home, my grandfather, along with other family elders, specifically called me to the inner hall."

Hearing this, Sakura swallowed the meat in her mouth, her eyes sparkling, and eagerly chimed in:

"Yes, yes, yes! Genji-nii, I wanted to say that too!"

"This morning when I left home, my husband, who usually has a stern face and is quick to scold people, actually smiled at me for the first time ever!"

He patted my head and said, "Sakura, just do your best in this competition, safety first!"

Sakura looked completely incredulous, and even made an exaggerated gesture:

"My God! Can you believe it? He actually smiled! I thought he had facial nerve disorder!"

I even suspected he'd eaten something delicious without telling me!

"Don't even mention you, even my grandfather is like that."

Ashiya Ryo also dropped his arrogant demeanor, his brows furrowing slightly:

"That old man usually doesn't like anyone, but today he actually personally escorted me to the door."

He even unusually instructed me that if I encountered any insurmountable danger on the field, I was allowed to surrender immediately.

This is simply unimaginable in our Ashiya family!

Haeto nodded silently to the side, indicating that he had also experienced the same "warm moment with elders".

Listening to everyone's conversation, a bright flame ignited in Abe Genji's eyes.

He took a deep breath, leaned forward slightly, and looked at his best friends in front of him.

"Does everyone know what this means?"

Yuan Yi's tone became somewhat excited, even carrying a sense of fervent patriotism stemming from a family mission:

"Our elders have grown old. They have experienced the trials of time, and now they have become more tolerant and kind."

"They no longer value winning and losing as much as they did when they were young; instead, they prioritize the safety of us younger generations above all else!"

"The more tolerant they are, the less pressure they put on us..."

Yuan Yi clenched his fist tightly.

His eyes were incredibly determined, filled with the pride and drive unique to young people:

"The more we do, the less we can afford to let them down!"

"Our elders dedicated their lives to supporting the Japanese supernatural community. Now that they are old, it's time for us to take over this honor!"

"Since this international exchange competition is being held on our home soil, we absolutely cannot let anyone else take that drop of [Longevity Elixir]!"

Yuan Yi raised his teacup, his gaze fixed intently on the crowd:

"For the expectations of our grandparents! For our own pride! In this competition, we not only want to win, but we want to win beautifully!"

These words were spoken with resounding force and ignited passion.

The noisy background music from the barbecue restaurant seemed to fade into the background at that moment.

"That's right!"

Ashiya Ryo was the first to respond.

He grabbed the beer glass in front of him, his face once again displaying that arrogant, defiant look that defied no one:

"What's wrong with the Chinese team? What's wrong with the geniuses from Europe and America? On our turf, dragons must coil and tigers must lie low! We've got this number one spot!"

"Kaito, grill me some more meat. I'm going to save up all my strength so I can beat them all in the ring!" Sakura cheered, holding up her chopsticks with high spirits.

Haidou smiled gently and deftly placed the grilled meat into her bowl: "Okay, whatever you say. I'll protect you."

"Me too!"

Makoto Ito picked up the beer mug, which was bigger than his face, and spoke in a booming voice.

"cheers!!!"

Five different styles of glasses collided heavily on top of the baking tray.

Amidst the crisp sound of collision.

A few drops of beverage and beer spilled from the glass, landing on the glowing embers and sparking tiny flames.

These are some of Japan's top geniuses.

At this moment, I am immersed in the emotion and passionate mission of "our elders are getting old and becoming gentle, and we must bring them honor".

"For glory!"

Abe Genji downed the tea in one gulp, feeling a fire burning in his chest.

This youth, this bond, this invincible confidence.

It's absolutely thrilling!

Chapter 324 Stop! Let go of those two girls!

Akihabara at night is very bustling.

Neon signs were stacked one on top of another, their glaring lights illuminating the entire commercial street.

The lively aroma of various food stalls on the street, mixed with the sweet perfume of the girls handing out flyers at the maid cafe, wafted straight into people's noses.

Zhang Tianyi was standing listlessly in front of a hot dog stand on a street corner.

His custom-made suit looked completely out of place in this bustling, street-style food street.

"Hot! Hot! Hot!"

Zhang Chulan held several skewers of freshly grilled beef in his hand, blowing on them while jumping up and down on the spot.

At the base of the wall not far away.

Chen Duo was wearing her newly bought light white French-style long dress, clutching her doll tightly in her arms.

She held a grilled sausage covered in sauce in her hand, taking small, delicate bites, eating with great refinement.

Because there were too many people on the street, the little girl instinctively shrank against the wall, trying not to block other people's way, and she looked rather pitiful.

And next to Chen Duo.

Feng Baobao's style is much wilder.

She was squatting on the curb without any regard for her image, holding a large bowl of Japanese fried noodles in her hands, and slurping it down into her mouth.

His cheeks were bulging out, and his eyes were staring blankly at the passersby.

"Tsk."