Crossover Anime: The Widow's Husband Joins the Wives' Chat Group

I was afraid that I might accidentally break it, which would be such a waste.

She gently stroked the black pottery jar, and even though she knew asking its value was vulgar, she couldn't help but ask softly:

"Then this must be very valuable, right?"

"At least 100 million yen."

"I can say that casually," said Yuu Kamishiro.

"If it were at auction, the price would be even higher. But for this item, it's still relatively low."

Looking at the man in front of her, Eri Kisaki felt that talking about 1 million yen was as easy for him as buying a can of coffee on the street.

If the owner of that stall knew he had lost 100 million, he probably wouldn't be laughing anymore.

She gently put the black pottery jar back, and felt that she didn't dare to drive anymore after having it in the trunk.

Eri Kisaki said with some concern.

"Yu-kun, how about we find a place to put these antiques away first?"

Yuu Kamishiro looked at Eri Kisaki, a smile playing on his lips:

"It's okay, let's go eat first."

"It's all little things."

If he wasn't comfortable with that, he could simply put these antiques into his spatial ring.

But now these things provide him with more emotional value.

He gently pushed Eri Kisaki into the passenger seat:

"Don't worry, I'll drive."

Eri blushed, her heart racing as she recalled the intimate moments they shared while driving.

She thought to herself that things had gone too smoothly today, and she hoped that nothing would go wrong next.

The restaurant she booked was also chosen to create an ambiguous atmosphere.

If I had known, I would have booked a more ordinary restaurant.

The car started, carrying valuable antiques, and slowly drove towards the reserved restaurant.

...

Shortly after Yuu Kamishiro drove off, a group of burly men stormed into the antique market, heading straight for the stall owner who had sold Yuu Kamishiro the items earlier.

At that moment, the stall owner saw a group of tattooed, burly men rushing towards him and immediately sensed something was wrong.

However, his goods were right there, and he couldn't run away, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and start a conversation:

"Gentlemen, what brings you here? Our shop has everything you could possibly need."

Among the burly men, one emerged who possessed the qualities of a leader.

Ghost Child Nafang, the former leader of the Muddy Slaughter Society.

He directly pulled out a thin man and asked:

"You sold all your things to this person?"

The thin man knelt on the ground and nodded, his face filled with fear.

"Then hurry up and find it!"

The thin man nervously scanned the stall, his fear deepening.

"No...and not here either..."

"Boss Ghost Child, my things aren't here..."

When he said those words, he felt like he was suffocating.

A pair of large hands were gripping his neck, almost leaving bruises.

The skinny man stared at the stall owner, his eyes practically bulging out:

"Where...where did you hide the black jar I sold you?"

"Take it out quickly..."

"Hurry up..."

He shouted out his words with all his might, but the response he received was one that broke him down.

"I just sold it..."

Seeing the group's imposing manner, the weasel-faced stall owner's legs went weak, and he said in a trembling voice:

It seems all the good luck I had today has come back to haunt me!

If he could, he would also try to delay and find excuses.

But everyone around us was watching our previous transactions.

These were clearly not people to be trifled with, and he was a little afraid that he would end up getting blood on the spot.

Upon hearing this, the ghost child Nafang's veins bulged.

He was usurped from his position as leader of the Muddy Society, and now he is facing tens of millions of dollars in debt that he can no longer afford.

He finally found a chance to get rich quick, but if he doesn't get that item, not only will he not be able to reclaim his position, but his creditors will also want him dead.

"Sold?"

Ghost Child Nafang's face was gloomy as he grabbed the stall owner by the collar.

483 "Who did you sell it to?"

The stall owner dared not hide anything and hurriedly described the characteristics of Yuu Kamishiro and Eri Kisaki.

The ghost child released his grip, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

He roared at his men.

"Investigate! You must find those two people!"

At this moment, the stall owner thought he was saved and breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the next moment, the shelves and items on his stall were smashed to pieces.

As he looked at the shattered objects, his heart broke along with them.

I wonder if what I earned today is enough to cover my losses!

Meanwhile, the surrounding stall owners were relieved that they hadn't gotten involved in this business, and that they would definitely make sure to find out where the goods came from next time they bought them.

......

An investigation was launched, but Yuu Kamishiro and Eri Kisaki were completely unaware.

They were sitting in an upscale restaurant, enjoying a rare moment of time together.

The soft lighting in the restaurant bathed the two of them, making Eri Kisaki's red dress stand out even more.

She kept her head down, cutting her steak, occasionally stealing glances at the man across from her; her heart was still pounding.

How come I feel like I'm drunk before I've even had a sip of red wine?

PS: The picture is of Eri Kisaki.

Chapter 63 A Kiss! A Alluring Cleavage

Didan High School.

Sonoko patted Ran's shoulder with a mischievous grin and said to Ran:

"Lan, how about it? Shall we go to Senior You's house today?"

Ran rolled her eyes. That Sonoko!

She waved her hand helplessly:

"Maybe next time. Today, Senior Yu went to the antique market with my mom."

"ah?!!"

"Your mother doesn't have feelings for Senior Yu, does she?"

Sonoko looked incredulous; in her memory, Eri Kisaki was an icy, powerful female lawyer.

I can't imagine her chasing after her senior at all.

Upon hearing Sonoko's words, Xiaolan instinctively denied them:

"How could that be? Mom just wanted to find someone to help her with some advice."

However, even though she said that, she couldn't help but feel uneasy inside.

What should she do if her mother, Eri Kisaki, really has feelings for Yu-senpai?

This was the first time Xiaolan had thought about this, and she couldn't help but feel a little lost.

Sonoko, on the other hand, was much more easygoing. As soon as she heard Ran's words, she burst into laughter.

"Yeah, that's impossible no matter how you look at it."

"Then we'll invite Senior Yu to his house again this weekend."

"Hehe, amusement parks, swimming pools, beaches, anything is fine!"

Upon hearing this, Ran couldn't help but complain about the Suzuki family's businesses, feeling that wherever she went, it was all Sonoko's property.

However, the last time she took a photo with Yu Kamishiro was ten years ago.

Having said that, she was also looking forward to the opportunity to travel together again.

After school, I'll go buy a swimsuit first.

The thought of a swimsuit made her ears turn red.

Saya Takagi and Saeko Busujima, who were in the same classroom, naturally noticed the two whispering to each other.

If you think about it, Sonoko's infatuated expression means she must be talking about Yuu Kamishiro.

Saya couldn't help but bite her lip with her canine teeth, thinking to herself:

"I bet Yu-kun is flirting with that woman again."

Saeko Busujima was replaying the battle scene from that day in her mind.

She felt that her swordsmanship had made a breakthrough, and the key was the experience she gained from fighting Yu-kun.

She was confident that her combat power was now more than double what it had been before.

Unfortunately, there is no creature like the evil spirit in this world for her to test her sword.

I wonder when Yu-kun will take them back to the world of the dead. It would be nice to have some fun with those zombies.

...

Meanwhile, the four women were thinking about Yuu Kamishiro, who was enjoying an intimate dinner with Eri Kisaki.

Inside the upscale Western restaurant, soft candlelight illuminated Eri Kisaki's delicate face.

She specially changed into a red silk evening gown today, the fitted cut highlighting her graceful curves.

She looked both elegant and sexy, and exceptionally dazzling.

This is completely different from her usual capable image in the workplace.

Yuu Kamishiro gentlemanly pulled out a chair for her, and only sat down opposite her after she was seated.

His gaze inadvertently swept over her profile, and he couldn't help but admire her:

The legal queen who dominates the legal world has such a touching side.

I didn't expect you to book this restaurant; their steaks are very famous.

"I remember you like your food medium-rare?"

"I'm so happy," said Yuu Kamishiro with a smile, his tone tinged with concern.

Eri Kisaki looked at the man in front of her, who sat upright and had an outstanding figure.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes: