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"...Ahem." Fujiwara Daichi pretended to be calm, clenched his fists and coughed a few times. In this critical moment, what he thought of was this?!

He spread out his hands, like a seeker in the Middle Ages who was taken to the execution ground by the church for pursuing the truth, and said sincerely, "Actually, this is just a test from me. How could I be a demon who would fly into a rage and plan to break up my daughter just because she talks about her boyfriend? You have to believe me."

Finally you know how to use your performance skills in news interviews? But isn't it too late? Fujiwara Manzu shook his head helplessly.

"What do you believe in?" Fujiwara Chika, who arrived late, walked over with Xing Yuanhui, who looked unhappy, and sat down next to the sisters.

The boy put the plates for both of them on the table, hesitated for a moment and decided to sit at the same table with Xiao Bao.

"Believe in the power of muscles!" Fujiwara Daichi quickly interrupted, "Chika, I'm going to the gym to exercise later, are you interested?"

"I run every week, and..."

"Cough cough!"

Fujiwara Chika's words were interrupted by Xing Yuanhui's dry cough, reminding her not to increase the strength of her father anymore.

Considering that Fujiwara no Daichi became more and more silent as time went on, Xing Yuanhui was always being watched by Fujiwara no Chika and it was difficult for him to let go. He was afraid that the old man would trigger the passive skill of "the army of the underdog will win".

But after all, why would a passerby like me be treated like this? She and I are just friends, and being tortured by my father-in-law shouldn't happen here! Xing Yuanhui roared inwardly.

"..." The girl with the bow-tie glanced at the junior who was pinching her neck and ready to interrupt her with a cough at any time, and quickly blinked to communicate: I don’t want to talk about how you go out running with me every week!

I'm not that stupid character!

"And what?" Fujiwara Moeha asked without hesitation.

"And aren't we going fishing tomorrow?" Fujiwara Chika mentioned her father's favorite activity, fishing. "What if you get too tired? The boats that go out to sea get up very early."

"...It seems to be true." Fujiwara Daichi thought for a moment, then faced his wife's eyes and stood still. He rang the bell on the table and the waiter brought him food. After ordering, he said to them, "Then you should eat more meat tonight, otherwise what if you don't have the energy tomorrow?"

Naturally, there were waiters waiting outside the VIP seats, but the Fujiwara family did not like to order people around, and they believed in doing things by themselves if they could.

Fujiwara no Manzu frowned and stared at her husband calmly.

...You don't really think that I will stand with you and oppose my daughter's finding a partner unconditionally, do you? Comparing you and him, I can almost accept him as my son-in-law.

She sighed, then said seriously, "Xingyuan, how about you come with us? Last time we met at the airport, I wanted to thank you for taking care of Qianhua. It's fate that we met again today. How about we go fishing together? After all, when you come to the beach, don't you want to experience the joy of going out to sea? We will also go to some small islands for barbecue. If there is a boy who can help, it will surely be easier."

My gratitude was sincere, but originally I just wanted to treat him to a meal.

But after what happened today, you can't just bully the younger generation by relying on your status as an elder, right? In order to apologize, you might as well invite them.

Encountered? At the airport? How come I didn't know? The father and daughter turned to look at Fujiwara Manzuki, but she didn't mean to explain.

"...We will go snorkeling at that time. We can see the corals and fish at close range. It is usually difficult to get a good snorkeling spot."

Fujiwara Moe knew the meaning behind these words, but she was trying to persuade them more out of her curiosity about the relationship between Xing Yuanhui and his sister.

"Snorkeling..." Xing Yuanhui was somewhat tempted.

For example, it takes several days to make a reservation for the famous Hanauma Bay snorkeling.

But Mr. Fujiwara won't agree, right?

So the self-aware teenager tried to avoid being rejected by saying, "It's great, but I have other plans, so..."

"You really don't want to consider it?" Fujiwara Daichi suddenly thought of something and invited him eagerly, "I saw Xingyuan-san was also very interested in this sport when he tried the fishing project. Wild fish and artificially raised fish are completely different."

Why are you so positive all of a sudden? Where's that life-or-death attitude just now?

Xing Yuanhui and the three Fujiwara sisters were very surprised, only Fujiwara Manjin, who was most familiar with him, twitched his face.

He must have thought he could win back the game by fishing in the sea...

I can definitely make a comeback in sea fishing!

Like a brave hero, Fujiwara Daichi finally found his holy sword.

"Xingyuan, come and try it too! Dad agrees!" Fujiwara Chika blinked her eyes, wishing she could pull his wrist and act coquettishly like she did in school.

If dad refuses, there will be no hope, but since dad agrees, let's come together, it will definitely be fun!

Looking at the expectant eyes of the five people from the Fujiwara family, Xing Yuanhui hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

For the sake of beautiful scenery, let’s sacrifice our lives to feed the tiger!

……

After the garden party performance ended.

"Well, it's getting late." Fujiwara Chika pouted and looked up at the half-moon hanging in the sky, then turned around and asked, "How about we take you back to the city center? There are too many people if you take the bus or taxi now."

Even Fujiwara no Daichi thought that this was the right thing to do, and the Fujiwara clan all spoke out to try to persuade him to stay.

"I didn't say I don't have a car." Xing Yuanhui shrank his neck a little uncomfortably. He didn't like a bunch of people showing kindness to him.

He silently took out his car keys and pressed the car search button. At the same time, there was an intermittent honking sound in the distance and the car lights were flashing.

"Thank you for your care today." Xing Yuanhui saw a glimmer in the eyes of the girl with the bow, and felt very bad. He wanted to run away quickly, and his speech speed increased by three times. "I'm leaving first. See you tomorrow."

"You can't leave." Fujiwara Chika answered immediately, took a step forward and grabbed Xing Yuanhui's arm, and said excitedly, "How do you know that I really want to go for a motorcycle ride in Honolulu at night?"

That's a motorcycle, right? Oh, I'll never forget the feeling of freedom from the wind after sitting on the back seat.

Fujiwara Chika was very happy, but Xing Yuanhui was very scared.

Your father has only been with me for less than three hours! Are you trying to drag me into another battlefield now?

"This..." Xing Yuanhui turned his eyes away and said tactfully, "It's not so good, right? I'm not familiar with this car yet. It's quite dangerous at night."

He looked at Fujiwara Daichi earnestly: Uncle! You saw it too, I didn't say anything!

Uncle Fujiwara didn't say anything, but even in the dark, one could notice that his face had darkened.

"You really have to be careful on unfamiliar roads." Fujiwara Manju stepped forward again to smooth things over, "Chika, don't be willful."

"Okay..." Fujiwara Chika pouted in disappointment, lowered her head and got into the car.

Xing Yuanhui waited there until they were some distance away, so as to prevent his father, who was obsessed with his daughter, from thinking that he was trying to find out the location of the Fujiwara family's hotel.

I don't want to be on the set of Road Rush.

Just after he got on his bike and put on his helmet, he felt a vibration in his pants.

I took it out and turned on the screen, and looked at the familiar bow-knot avatar. It was Fujiwara Chika.

"Let's find some time to sneak out for a ride!"

Are you really afraid that your father and I won't be able to fight?

Chapter 11: Completely thwart Dad’s plot

In the early morning of Honolulu, the sky is still illuminated by the stars and the moon. Looking out to the sea from the street, one can only find scattered lights in the darkness. Those are the navigation lights on the sea.

The low roar of Harley echoed in the streets, giving people a lot of pleasure from riding this motorcycle with an emission of less than 400 kilowatts. Occasionally, a few awakened birds could be heard singing from the bushes.

After turning the corner, the boy knew that he only needed to go straight to reach the pier. He squinted forward and after confirming that there was no one around, he put his hand on his helmet and opened the mask. Immediately, the salty and humid smell of the sea water rushed towards him.

The rider took a deep breath and the cool breeze refreshed him. Suddenly, he felt an impulse and stepped on the accelerator. The taillights drew a red trail in the night.

As a world-famous holiday resort, it has to be said that Hawaiians are indeed trying their best to make the enthusiasm here enter the hearts of every tourist.

Take what I saw along the way back to the hotel yesterday, for example. At almost every other intersection, I could see bronze-skinned Polynesians wearing cloth trousers that only covered their crotches, dancing to the singing without a care in the world, exposing their full chest muscles and strong thighs. It was very immoral.

But no matter how hard they try, they cannot compare with the nightlife in southern China. Xing Yuanhui, riding a motorcycle on the road, looked at the closed shops and deserted cities along the way, and felt a different feeling in his heart.

Soon, Xing Yuanhui arrived at the agreed pier, entered the parking lot and parked the car. Seeing that the only light nearby was on the boat deep in the pier, he took out his cell phone and took a look.

After confirming that the Fujiwara family had not arrived yet, the boy who had arrived early had nothing to do because the accelerator had been turned, so he could only kick stones, pull weeds, and look at the street lights, which seemed extremely strange to others.

A dim street lamp nearby barely illuminates the place, but from time to time it flickers along with the sound of waves hitting the shore. In this scene, there is a figure wandering here. How can it be explained with just one word: seeing a ghost?

But considering the experience of going out to sea overnight at Omazaki, the staunch materialist fighter was not afraid at all.

He leaned against the car body, checking whether there was anything missing in the backpack and box, while focusing his thoughts on the upcoming trip.

Uncle Fujiwara really put a lot of thought into it. He even found a boat that can go out to sea early in the morning when traveling. It seems that he really likes fishing.

After all, the Hawaiian Islands are rich in fishery resources, so there is no need to drive for an hour or so to reach the fishing spot like in Oma. The results will be almost the same if you go out at seven or eight in the morning.

Alas, but we are used to seeing the Fujiwara family, and this probably isn’t the first time.

In that case, the bait I prepared last night can come in handy, right?

Fishermen living by the sea always have a few secret bait recipes in their hands. Even though this place is not their hometown, they can always make some similar substitutes.

He did this not to defend his title as the fishing king, nor to maintain his overwhelming advantage in the elementary school-level game with his senior's father. It was just for the balance in his heart.

Because he was going out to sea with the Fujiwara family as a guest, and he didn't have to do anything and just had fun together, Xing Yuanhui always had some subtle feelings in his heart.

Again, he was not used to strangers showing kindness to him. Even though these strangers were the parents and sisters of his good friends, he still could not accept this kindness for nothing with peace of mind.

It's not a good idea not to come. I have to go out and play with Fujiwara Chika at least once, otherwise she will definitely not give up.

After all, she is the type of person who, when she meets a friend by chance and knows that the other person is playing alone, even if the other person is happy alone, she will still want to invite the other person to play together. If she doesn't do so, she will feel an inexplicable guilt in her heart.

There are many reasons for this guilt. It may be because you treat others as you would like and forcibly project your own loneliness when you encounter the same situation onto the other person. It may also be because after being rejected, you worry about whether you have done something wrong in the past.

Although it is quite funny to see her crying during a thunderstorm, a smile is the most suitable expression for a lively girl.

That's why he agreed yesterday, for the sake of a world where most people can smile.

Why not everyone? That's probably because Uncle Fujiwara won't be happy no matter what he chooses...

Of course, this is also because I really want to try snorkeling. Oma does not have such natural conditions. When you dive into the water, you can see nothing but mud and sand, not to mention close contact with sea turtles.

It would feel inappropriate to accept the invitation from the Fujiwara family and go there empty-handed.

So after weighing the pros and cons and eliminating various options, he felt that only bait might be the most suitable.

When going fishing at sea, everyone will be happy only if they catch fish, although we don’t know what the captain’s arrangements are.

But since Uncle Fujiwara loves fishing so much, why not let him try this bait. I went out to sea continuously and collected a lot of data before adjusting the bait to what it is today.

I won’t talk about other fish species, but I am very confident about the effectiveness of this bait for tuna.

They are all fish from the Pacific Ocean. I believe you will be satisfied!

Xing Yuanhui's lips curled up into a confident smile, but he didn't know that Uncle Fujiwara, who would arrive at the battlefield in a few minutes, had an even wilder expression on his face than his.

……

Phew! I feel so energetic! If I can win once by going fishing, and if I can defeat that guy and dampen his spirit, I will win once. Then I will win twice!

When he thought that victory was just around the corner, Fujiwara Daichi couldn't help but let out the smile that had been on his lips since he woke up from bed. The rationality that he had finally regained after a series of defeats was once again abandoned by his father.

You know, I was under pressure from the afternoon till the evening yesterday. How are you going to repay the anger in my heart? !

Fujiwara Daichi's mind was flooded with all the failures he had experienced ten hours ago. These setbacks were like a knife engraved on his face, and he would never forget them.

But it doesn't matter, the weak me yesterday is dead, failure will only make me stronger! Today I will let you see my superb fishing skills!

Yesterday was just an accident! How can a rod made of a stick and a line be called a fishing rod?! I have been practicing for so long, and I know everything about fishing gear selection, line group making, floating adjustment techniques, bait matching, and rod lifting timing. And you want me to use a fishing rod without a float? I don’t admit it!

This time I got the best equipment! We will use the bond between us to defeat everyone who stands in our way! Oh oh oh!

Sitting in the passenger seat, Fujiwara Manzu, who heard the driver's sudden outburst for unknown reasons, opened her eyes and glanced at him, feeling helpless about her husband who had regressed to the level of an elementary school student.

Didn't you listen carefully to what Chika said yesterday? He is from Aomori Oma, and he went fishing with his elders and caught hundreds of kilograms of tuna. How can you have the courage to compete with him? Just because you won the group stage championship?

Oh, I'm really speechless for you...

Fujiwara Manzu rubbed his eyebrows, and the sleepiness that he brought from the bed completely dissipated.

She sat up straight and asked, "Where are we?"

"Awake? We're here." Fujiwara Daichi responded, drove into the parking lot, and finally saw the man he had been thinking about last night.

Under the street light, the young man whom the old man had been talking about in his dream for a long time was leaning against the motorcycle, playing with his mobile phone in his hand.

The smile on Fujiwara Daichi's lips became more and more weird, and he stopped directly next to Xing Yuanhui's car.

Rolling down the car window, he put his hand over his face to complete the change of expression, and greeted him with what he thought was a gentle smile: "You came so early? Didn't wait too long?"

"No, I've only been here for a few minutes." Xing Yuanhui also showed a polite smile on his face and put away his phone.

"We'll have breakfast on the boat. We're going to a far fishing spot, so we have plenty of time." Fujiwara Daichi unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car. Hearing his wife still calling the children who were sleeping together again, he simply chatted with Xing Yuanhui first, "It seems that Brother Xing Yuan had a good rest at night."

Brother...