I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

After understanding the implication of Mrs. Suzuki's words, the Kyoto girl took a deep breath.

You Tokyo people are really playing with flowers.

Chapter 820 Zhenchun can't wait to have a party

It was time for dinner.

Generally speaking, when traveling, you will definitely stay in a hotel, but when it comes to eating, you will usually choose to hang out in the famous local snack and restaurant streets near the hotel to see if you can find any treasures.

After all, although the hotel does provide three meals a day, they are basically edible and not bad, and the level is above the passing line.

Of course you can eat better, but you have to pay extra. After all the calculations, it’s better to just go out to eat.

However, considering that it is a hotel owned by the Suzuki Group, and this time the group's wife was visiting in person, the hotel directly offered the highest standard package and maxed it out.

For Serabelle and the others, money doesn't really matter, but since the food provided by the hotel is more delicious, they might as well just eat in the hotel.

The scene then switches to the VIP restaurant on the top floor of the hotel.

Similar to the restaurant that killed Rum in Tokyo, the VIP restaurant of the hotel owned by the Suzuki Group in Nagoya also chose the design of floor-to-ceiling windows on both sides, so that diners can enjoy the beautiful night view of Nagoya while enjoying the food.

Similarly, tonight the entire VIP restaurant was reserved for Serabelle and her group.

Hey~

Located in the VIP restaurant, as the elevator arrived at the floor prompt sounded, the heavy shield door slowly opened to both sides.

As soon as Xiaolan got out of the elevator, she couldn't help but turn her head around and look around.

"This place... looks so upscale."

"Haha~ Actually it's not that bad."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuanzi, who was walking beside Xiaolan, yawned indistinctly.

"This hotel in Nagoya is just a branch of our Suzuki Group. If you want to talk about high-end, it can't compare to the twin towers built by the Tokiwa Group in Nishitama City that we visited... Oh, sorry, that was last year. I forgot that you don't remember it, Ran."

"It's okay, it's okay~"

Xiaolan smiled understandingly and waved her hand to indicate that she didn't care.

However, having said that, she noticed that when Sonoko said this, her eyes involuntarily glanced at Ooka Momiji who was walking arm in arm with Serabelle on the other side. It was obvious that she was mainly speaking to the other party.

Uh, I always feel that this scene is a bit familiar, as if Mrs. Suzuki did the same thing at the press conference yesterday.

They are indeed mother and daughter. In this respect, they are exactly like two peas in a pod.

But it seems that Miss Hongye didn't react much? Didn't she hear it?

Just as Xiaolan was thinking curiously, Mrs. Suzuki's voice came from the side of the garden.

"What's wrong, Yuanzi? Why are you yawning all the time? Didn't you get a rest in the afternoon?"

"No...Mom, it's better to say that I rested too well. I feel a little dizzy now."

Mentioning this, Yuanzi couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

They basically spent the morning traveling by bus and high-speed train. They had planned to have some fun after arriving in Nagoya in the afternoon, but Nagoya was even hotter than Tokyo, so they had to stay in the hotel all afternoon and didn't go anywhere.

Moreover, Ran and Sera had no intention of going out to play, and they didn't even send her a message the entire afternoon, leaving her with nothing but boredom and sleeping in her room.

"How about you, mom? Did you have a rest this afternoon?"

"Well, almost."

Suzuki Tomoko smiled at her daughter without blushing or breathing heavily.

"I had a good sleep and took a bath in the afternoon. It was quite comfortable."

"Well……"

As they were talking, several people had already arrived at the dining table prepared in advance by the hotel, and each chose a seat and sat down at will.

Even though they have reserved the entire place tonight, there are only a few people there, so there's no need to get a lot of tables.

Basically, as soon as Serabelle sits down, Momiji is on the left, Masumi is on the right, and to the right are Ran, Sonoko, Mrs. Suzuki, three little ones, and Professor Agasa.

And because the hotel provided the largest table, the nine of them couldn't even sit end to end, and there were several empty seats in the middle.

As soon as I sat down, a big Seraphim cat started rubbing against me and trying to get closer.

She walked around Serabelle and tilted her head to look at Ooka Momiji, who seemed to have not yet recovered from the shock and had remained silent since they met and entered the elevator, and whispered in the boy's ear with her hand covering her mouth.

"Brother, is Miss Hongye okay?"

"Hmm? She..."

Serabelle was just about to pick up the juice bottle and pour some into himself and the cups on both sides. When he heard this, he stopped opening the bottle, turned to look at Ooka Momiji, and then nodded affirmatively.

"It's okay, she's just a little dizzy."

"To the point of dizziness... Was your intensity high this afternoon?"

As soon as the topic came up, Sera Masumi immediately became interested.

"What time did it end?"

"About four o'clock, which is not bad actually."

Serabel answered subconsciously, and then when he came to his senses, he gently tapped the tiger-toothed girl on the forehead.

"Stop, don't talk about this kind of thing at the dinner table..."

"Just asking, just asking."

The big cat Sera cooperated by raising his paw to cover the place where he was hit, further muffling the sound.

"Then brother, when are you going to ask Miss Hongye to come with me and Lan..."

"Majun-san!"

It sounded fine at first, but when Xiaolan heard the last sentence, she couldn't help it anymore and quietly pulled the corner of her sister-in-law's clothes under the table.

It’s okay for her and Sera Masumi, they are classmates and their situation is rather special.

But Miss Hongye is a lady from a noble family in Kyoto, how could she agree to this kind of play?

Just thinking about it tells you it's impossible!

"Oh, I know, I know, I won't say anything more."

Seeing that the three people's whispers were about to attract the attention of other people at the table, Sera Masumi could only cough lightly and change the topic to a more serious one.

"So what are you going to do about the document that Brother Xiu sent us?"

"Oh, that—"

Serabelle put down the cup and paused.

To be honest, he knew what Shuichi Akai was thinking. He simply wanted to use his and Masumi Sera's identities as tourists to help the FBI conduct an investigation, which would facilitate in-depth investigation while not easily arousing the criminal's vigilance.

After all, judging from the first two crimes, this is clearly an imitation of the WSG incident in Washington, USA fifteen years ago.

And according to the contents of the report, the criminal's next kidnapping target will undoubtedly be John Floyd, the CEO of some new automotive industry giant.

Because the third person kidnapped fifteen years ago was also the president of a car company.

But, Serabel was not familiar with this John Freud, and it could even be said that he did not know him at all, not even a single encounter.

To sum it up in one sentence - it's none of his business.

"Whatever, we'll talk about it later."

"Hello..."

Chapter 821 Jinghua is the final winner

In the blink of an eye, dinner time is almost over.

As the last dish of fruit was served, everyone had basically finished eating.

But there was still one thing missing from the end, and that was they hadn't decided on their plans for the evening.

After all, it is only 6:30 in the evening. Going back to the room to rest directly after dinner at this time is somewhat inconsistent with the work and rest schedule of modern people.

"By the way, Ran and Sera-san, what are your plans after dinner?"

At the dining table, Yuanzi, who was already full, took a piece of cut watermelon from the fruit plate and while eating it, he looked at his two friends beside him and asked.

If possible, she would like to call Serabelle as well, but considering that a certain Kyoto lady was present, it seemed a bit too much to pry her away so openly in front of her, so she could only give in a little.

“Maneuvering... … ”

Xiaolan first looked towards Sonoko in the direction of the sound, then turned around and looked at the girl with tiger teeth on the other side, and then the two of them smiled at the same time, slightly awkwardly.

“Not yet.”

Sera Masumi also shook his head.

To be honest, they had originally planned to go to Serabelle to have a happy duo together this afternoon, but unexpectedly, Ooka Momiji got there first.

And it took the whole afternoon and he didn't come out until dinner time.

As a result, they did almost nothing the whole afternoon and just spent time in the hotel.

So if possible, they would like to go directly to Serabelle's room after dinner to continue their happy duo-queuing, but in that case... time might be tight.

Don't get me wrong, this time refers to the time to go to bed at night. After all, if we do it, we may not be able to go to bed until midnight or even early morning, and we have to gather at the hospital near the airport for a physical examination at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning.

Masumi Sera doesn't have to worry about whether the continuous battles will put any burden on her brother's body. At least based on past experience, even if she and Xiaolan work together, they can't make Serabelle in a mess, let alone a mere Okaka Momiji.

Including when she was at home before, every night she could hear her mother's exhausted and slightly hoarse voice even through the thick walls, as if she couldn't wait to call her daughter to help deal with it.

It’s a pity that this dream has not been realized so far.

Really, mom is so reserved, even though she has already...

The tiger-fanged girl's thoughts gradually became distracted, while Yuanzi's slightly surprised voice came from the other side.

"Is that so? Then why don't we go out for a walk after we finish here? There are many attractions in Nagoya at night. It's too hot during the day and I don't want to go out. It should be cooler outside now."

"Well, okay."

"I'm fine~"

The two girls answered quickly, one after the other.

However, this was not Sonoko's ultimate goal. Seeing that her two friends were ok, she turned her gaze across half of the dining table and directly looked at the Kyoto girl who was separated from her by three people.

"Ms. Hongye, we are all about the same age, and we are all girls, so why don't you come together?"

There is a saying that a drunkard's interest lies elsewhere, and this is roughly the state of the garden now.

After all, in the eyes of others, Ooka Momiji is Serabelle's fiancée. As the fiancée, since she wants to go out for a walk together, Serabelle must accompany her.

Furthermore, as the eldest daughter of the Ooka family in Kyoto, Ooka Momiji certainly could not refuse the invitation from the second daughter of the Suzuki Group, otherwise it would be a lack of respect.

This means that Ooka Momiji has no choice but to agree.

Then wouldn’t Miss Sonoko have a chance?

Huhuhu~

However, just as Sonoko was giving herself a thumbs up for her ingenious conspiracy, she saw Ooka Momiji, who had been silent since she sat down, shaking her head silently.

"Sorry, I'm a little tired today, so I won't go with you."

……what?

What do you mean you don't want to go with me because you're a little tired? Didn't we agree that I wouldn't refuse? Does this count as rejecting her?

Eh? ! !

Unable to believe that her plan had failed like this, Sonoko widened her eyes slightly.

At this time, Suzuki Tomoko beside her spoke up. Her tone was neither hurried nor slow, but it gave people a sense of conviction.

"Well, this is actually my fault. I discussed some family matters with Miss Ooka this afternoon. Maybe Miss Ooka didn't get enough rest this afternoon and was distracted."

"Is that so?"

Sonoko blinked.

Now that her mother has spoken, it is not up to her to believe it or not.