Zongman, can you be immortal with me for the rest of your life?

Then Keri and Kazuma looked at each other.

"Okay, you go down."

"Then go ahead and do it."

Damn it!

Erina Nakiri is popular!

Her long legs wrapped in black stockings trembled slightly, her fists were clenched and her face turned red, and in the end she could only grit her teeth and say one sentence.

"Well, everyone, welcome to our restaurant. All meals during the trip will be provided by our Totsuki Group."

After saying that, he turned around and left. The secretary also quickly bowed and chased after him.

"Hip haha!"

"a ha ha ha!"

There was cheerful laughter in the house.

Xiangzi looked at Kerry and the other two who were having fun there, and Kirito who was confused about the situation, and sighed slightly.

"Really? She's the eldest daughter of Totsuki after all, can't you be a little more polite?"

Shaking his head, Xiangzi looked at the time and decided to go see his father again tomorrow and tell him that he was going out again.

Put on the little leather shoes and left the house.

After having fun for a while, Kerry and Kazuma took a ladder and went out with Kirito to install surveillance cameras.

I just didn't expect to meet an acquaintance when I went out.

"Ah, two advisors."

A head popped out from behind a telephone pole and suddenly spoke, almost causing the two people holding ladders to get hit. Fortunately, they braked and stopped the attack.

The two of them looked for a while before realizing that it was Nao Sadatsuka, whose house they had forced to occupy many times in Totsuki.

Looking at the Totsuki summer uniform on the other person, Kerry expressed regret that this amazing lesbian had not been expelled from Totsuki yet.

"Hey, hey! I gave up a full 20 minutes to greet you guys instead of following Erina-sama! Is this your attitude?"

Muttering angrily, Nao Sadatsuka checked her phone, presumably to locate the tracker, and then sped off on her bike.

At this moment, in the cheap rental house next door.

Xiangzi's father strangely withdrew his gaze from the person next to him, feeling a little puzzled.

"What on earth are those guys next door doing? That mark on that car, is it from the Totsuki Group?"

204

Chapter 204: Boarding the ship.

Before leaving, Erina left four gold-embossed invitations for the group.

Expand it to see the long invitation list.

"Tokyo Electric Power," "Fuji Bank," "Mitsubishi UFJ Financial Group," "Sanzenin Group," "International Fantasy Entertainment," "Rendo," "Shinomiya Group," "Shijo Group," "Nanajo Group," "Dōdaiji Toys," "Suotome Group," "Arasaka Group," "Totsuki Group," "Morinaga..."

A quick glance reveals a bevy of established companies, a veritable roster of the best. Further down, you'll find "new" companies like Rect and Japan Jr. Rail, which have only emerged in the last 30 years. Yes, 30 years is quite recent in a country with such stratified social classes. Even companies like Black Cat Delivery can be traced back to the early th century.

"Haha! That's an exaggeration!"

Kazuma sighed as he looked at the long list.

It’s a pity that Xiangzi didn’t look carefully, otherwise she would probably have found her family’s name in the lower middle position.

As for that kind of gathering of upper-class people, only Shin was excited and jumping up and down. Kirito himself didn't care that much about it. It's not like Xiangzi had never participated in similar gatherings before. As for Kerry... for him, this level was far from being upper-class.

The next day, in a cheap rental house.

With a frown, Xiangzi walked into the house and looked at his father who was woken up by the sound of opening the door but was still a little confused.

"Father, I've booked a regular housekeeping company for you, remember to open the door when the time comes.

By the way, I have to go on a business trip again. Have you used up the money from last time?"

Xiangzi spoke as he tidied up the room a little.

"without……"

Xiangzi's father first turned over in his lying position. It turned out to be his own daughter... He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Xiangzi as if he had sat up in shock from a dying illness.

"Xiangzi?! Where...where are you going again?"

"Where I go is none of your business, right?"

Xiangzi intended to vent his dissatisfaction and made a sarcastic remark to his father.

"Xiangzi! Stop hanging out with those guys next door! And don't bother with me! Go home early..."

Hearing his father's words, Xiangzi paused in packing and then shook his head.

Go back? I can’t go back anymore.

Whether it's life with friends or daily life as an ordinary human being.

"Xiangzi! Just leave me alone! Seeing you like this, your father!"

He couldn't imagine why his daughter would do this for him. She couldn't bear the life of a young lady, so she dropped out of school and lived next door, running in and out every day with a musical instrument bag on her back, to earn money to support herself.

Xiangzi ignored him.

Looking at Xiangzi's back as he packed his things without even turning his head, he finally got angry.

He picked up a beer can on the ground, held it tightly and threw it at Xiangzi.

"Snapped!"

Without even turning his head, Xiangzi reached out and caught the beer can steadily.

Then he threw it in the opposite direction, hitting his father so hard that he closed his eyes and screamed in pain.

"If you don't want this, then you can go out and find a job to get back on your feet, or start a business again. I can also support you with the start-up capital."

Xiangzi put down what he was holding and walked out without even looking at his father whose forehead was swollen from being hit by him.

……

Two days later, Toyokawa Shoko's father watched helplessly as an extra-long car pulled up on the street, and his daughter and those boys got into the car wearing masks.

The logo on the car made his pupils shrink.

"Ken... Kengankai? Wait!"

He immediately turned on his phone and, as expected, saw conspiracy theory news that a large number of high-ranking Japanese officials were on vacation at the same time, presumably to attend some kind of rally.

"Knockout tournament?! Xiangzi... why would Xiangzi...why would he go there!"

Seeing his daughter carrying a musical instrument bag every day, he also suspected that she was in a band, but he couldn't find any relevant information. How could an unknown band give him 300 million yen?

Seeing the cars of Kengankai and Totsuki, he could now rule out the possibility that his daughter was doing some unhealthy way of making money. However, when he thought about his daughter's casual movements during the day and the fact that Xiangzi seemed to have more strength than girls of the same age since she was a child, his face changed.

Could it be that Xiangzi is going to participate in the Kengan Fatal Elimination Tournament as a fighter?!

We took a car all the way from Tokyo to Chiba.

When we arrived at the place, we found that Chiba Port was actually very bustling at night, with countless middle-aged men and women in formal attire talking to each other.

Although there were only about 200 invited companies, including well-known artists invited to liven up the atmosphere, secretaries and security personnel from each company, nearly 2500 people were waiting to board the ship at the dock.

From here, you can see a huge cruise ship with lights on docked on the dark sea from afar.

There are structures like watchtowers on the corridors of the ten floors, and on top of them there is a huge chimney like the Titanic. It is like a city on the sea situated on this shore.

Here, no matter how prominent the company president or elite is in the outside world, he can only stand on the shore and wait in line like ordinary passengers.

Many people who ordinary Japanese people can only see through newspapers and other places are also forcing smiles to please those people for whom publicity is really unnecessary.

National-level artists, idols, and models can only serve as the most useless foils on the shore, wandering around the edge and cautiously showing a business smile to everyone who greets them.

However, Kerry and his companions certainly didn't have to wait.

"Please make way. The president's distinguished guest has arrived."

There was a man in a suit in front of them, clearing the way for them.

People around cast surprised glances at the people in the center.

Because of the occasion today, Xiangzi wore a red and black Lolita dress and a mask with more complex patterns.

Kerry didn't care much about this kind of thing, and still wore his dark Victorian-style hunter work clothes and the Mind Thief mask on his face.

Kazuma and Kirito, one is openly flirty and the other is reserved. One of them wore a tuxedo while the other wore a suit with a long hem. Kazuma wore a mask that covered his lower body like a mask and sprayed his hair with hairspray, combing it into a big backcomb. Kirito wore the classic bird-beak mask.

However, when Kazuma arrived, he realized that tuxedos seemed to be worn by waiters here. Most people here were wearing old-fashioned suits, while some who seemed to be of higher status were wearing casual clothes.

But now that things have come to this, I can only pretend to be expressionless and walk forward.

The attire of these people, which was out of tune with the atmosphere of the cruise ship, attracted the attention of people around them.

Some people from small and medium-sized conglomerates are still wondering if this is a famous young band, or the sons and daughters of a large conglomerate.

Some of the truly knowledgeable heads of tycoons had their expressions changed the moment they saw Kerry and his companions, and they squeezed out regardless of anything. They only felt relieved when a staff member who noticed that something was wrong with their expressions came forward and explained in a low voice.

205

Chapter 205: Aren’t there too many acquaintances?

Passing through the dense crowd, there was a slightly open area where an old man with a cane was standing in the middle of a group of guards.

"I am Katahara Metō, and I am currently serving as the president of the Kengankai, thanks to Brother Shinomiya Gan'an."

When the old ghost saw Kerry and his companions coming, he immediately introduced them in a loud voice.

"Hehe, thank you all for your presence. Please get on board."

The president of Kengankai is a position that many people desire but cannot obtain, but after all, he is the representative of the interests of a certain party. As long as he does not affect the interests of one side during his tenure and can help one do things, it is actually not that important who takes the position.

The old man looked skinny and fierce, but he was polite to the few people.

He seemed to be here to review the invitation letters, but he didn't ask any questions about Kerry and the others, and immediately asked someone to take them upstairs.

Sato Kazuma: Tsk. Those people around him are looking at us with unfriendly expressions.

[Kiritani Kazuto: Other people's bodyguards should just be on guard, right?]

After a few people stepped onto the prepared ladder and boarded the cruise ship, the old man at the back began to check tickets and let people get on.

After getting on the boat, several people noticed that not far from the stern, there was a small, tattered-looking boat with the three Chinese characters "Jueminghao" engraved on it.

Noticing the gazes of several people, the waiter Ying who was leading the way immediately introduced: "That is the Death Boat. If some companies that were not invited also want to send fighters to participate in the competition, they need to pay a registration fee of 50 billion yen and let the fighters participate in the preliminary round in the small boat over there.

There are about 80 people participating in the preliminary round. They will fight in the cabin without any rules. When only five people are left standing, they will be eligible to participate in the main competition.

There are special cameras in the cabin. If the guests are interested, I will bring them equipment to watch the broadcast later."

"No thanks. Take us to the hall."

As soon as Kazuma arrived at a place like this, he immediately became a different person, extremely arrogant.

He simply waved his hand to indicate that everyone was not some bloodthirsty spectator who wanted to see a river of blood, so they should go to the hall.

"We are happy to help."

Only Xiangzi was stunned when he heard about the ticket.

50 billion? That's a lot of money even for the Toyokawa family. I didn't expect so many companies to come up with so much money at once.

Several people followed the waiter through the corridor and arrived at the main hall of the ship through an open door.

Because the people outside had not come in yet, the hall that could accommodate a thousand people was only occupied by various waiters.

The lobby's height connects five floors of shared space, making it feel like you've arrived at the Sydney Opera House.

Priceless multi-layered crystal chandeliers cover the entire sky above the hall.

On the side of the venue are various dining tables filled with wine and exquisite food. The high-end solid wood Roman wall is covered with a circular wall covered with velvet wall cloth. The specially aged wooden handrails extend from two huge and spacious staircases in the center to the second floor.

In the center of the two staircases, there is a podium like the one in the Reichstag in Berlin. Below it is a three-meter-high oil painting and a piano. At this moment, the performer who has won various music awards since childhood is nervously taking off his white gloves to wipe the sweat from his hands because he is about to perform for those big shots.

From there, there is a huge dance floor, which is paved with exquisite ceramic tiles that are more difficult to fall.