"Why don't you discuss it with your parents?" Kitahara Tsutomu was puzzled. Why would they tell him about such a major matter that would determine his life?

"My parents are farmers, so I didn't ask them."

"What's the reason?" Kitahara Tsutomu was curious.

"I'm not smart, but I also know that when parents' cognition doesn't match the current society, then don't ask them for their opinions."

Not all parents can provide help to their children.

Some parents are vain, selfish, self-righteous, narrow-minded, feudal, and always like to talk big. They are unwilling to keep up with the times and insist on forcing their outdated ideas on their children.

In short, they control small things, pass the buck on big things, and when they do something wrong, they just don't listen to the advice of the elders.

This is how Musashi Katsuda's parents were, so he didn't want to leave the important matters of his life to them. He would rather trust Kitahara Takashi.

Because the connections and resources he has access to are far beyond what I can compare to.

"Senior, who said you're not smart?" Beiyuan Zun sighed, then he changed the subject: "But why should I help you?"

"How can I help you make money?" Musashi Katsuda was already prepared before making this call.

"You want me to sign you?" Kitahara Tsuyoshi immediately understood that the other party wanted him to be his agent.

"Yes." Musashi added, "You decide the percentage. I'll listen to you."

"It's okay if I take nine and you take one?" Kitahara Tsutomu teased.

"Okay?" Musashi Katsuda answered decisively.

"Don't you want to think about it?" Beiyuan Zun was a little surprised. He didn't expect him to agree so decisively.

"No need." Musashi Katsuda said firmly.

"It's me nine and you one." Beiyuan Zun reminded.

 (VII) Er⊙shi JueXqi 衤三4 "I know that even if I only get one, I believe that this one in your hand is more than the nine I got from others."

Volume 303: Go to your house

Sapporo, located outside Japan's Honshu Island, is the fifth largest city in Japan, but it lacks the arrogance and dominance of Tokyo, nor the tradition and feudalism of Kyoto.

If I had to describe Sapporo, it would be beauty.

Yes, it is beauty.

Sapporo is beautiful.

The beauty is subtle and restrained, just like a jar of mellow wine. You have to take a few deep sips and savor it carefully to realize its fragrance and richness.

Every year, more than 13 million tourists come to Sapporo to spend the winter and summer.

Walk along the Pingchuan River to two particularly wide roads in the city that intersect at right angles. This is the city center of Sapporo.

There are acacia trees planted on the sidewalks of the two areas, east and west.

The streets are lined with neat Nordic-style buildings, and simple and smooth modern sculptures leisurely support a few maple leaves blown down by the north wind. It is unintentional, yet natural.

"so beautiful."

Katsura Kotonoha stared intently at the "Fountain" in front of Sapporo's Odori Park and murmured softly.

Kitahara Takashi seemed to be lacking interest.

He likes reading very much, but he doesn't have much artistic talent.

He didn't feel anything about Hongo's new work.

However, seeing how absorbed she was in watching, Kitahara Takashi suggested, "Let's take a picture as a souvenir."

Katsura Yanye was a little moved after hearing this. She turned her head and looked at Kitahara Tsune with a hint of anticipation: "Tsune, can we take a photo together?"

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Takashi showed hesitation under the gaze of Katsura Kotonoha.

His modeling is so good that he looks handsome no matter how he is photographed, so he never resists taking photos.

But he rarely shoots photos with others.

Because every time his photos with others were circulated to Yozakura Tong, she said that she didn't care, but every night, she would sit down fiercely and pinch Kitahara Tsutomu's neck, "I told you not to take a photo with her!" "I told you not to take a photo with her!"

Kitahara Takashi had never seen a woman more hypocritical than her.

Of course, there’s nothing wrong with taking photos with Kaede Kotonoha.

But he wanted to pull it.

"It's okay if it doesn't work, Zun, just take a picture of me." Gui Yanye looked disappointed, but she didn't want to make things difficult for Beiyuan Zun.

She ran to the bottom of the sculpture, holding the wicker bag in both hands, and just stood there quietly, beautiful as a painting.

"Ah."

Kitahara Takashi walked over, did a big one-arm swing, put his hand on the other shoulder of Katsura Kotonoha, made a scissors hand gesture, and held the phone in his left hand, turning on the front camera and pointing it at the two of them.

“Say yes to life!”

Katsura Kotonoha first made a scissors hand gesture with her right hand, but it felt asymmetrical, so she changed to her left hand.

Kitahara Takashi didn't wait for Katsura Kotonoha to strike a pose, but instead took a lot of photos, capturing her panicked expression and her flustered appearance.

This made the usually timid Katsura Yanye a little unhappy.

"Zun, this picture doesn't look good, delete it."

When Kitahara Takashi lowered his head to open the photo album, Katsura Yanye hooked his arm and gently turned her head.

After seeing an ugly photo taken by Kitahara Takashi, Katsura Kotonoha shook his arm, hoping he would delete it.

 "No."

Kitahara Takashi refused her request without hesitation.

"I love this photo, I want to keep it."

As Kitahara Takashi said this, he set the ugly photo as his screensaver.

Of course, this was done for Katsura Yanye to see.

When the date is over, he will change back.

"I hate you." Gui Yanye pouted unhappily.

But to be honest, she was happy in her heart.

Although it was an ugly photo that she was not very satisfied with, she was set as the screensaver by Kitahara Takashi.

The two took a photo in front of the "Fountain" in front of Odori Park in Sapporo, and then went in for a walk.

Maybe it was because of the nice weather during the holiday, so there were a lot of people in Dadori Park.

Children are playing and laughing, treating this place as their own home, families with children are walking with their heads held high, and there are a group of joggers.

Citizens celebrate summer and enjoy public facilities, as if not doing so would be unfair to the shockingly high resident taxes.

Well, taxes in Japan are really high.

What's higher than taxes is a string of kites flying in the sky.

Of course, if you convert taxes into money and pile them up, you will find that kites are not as expensive as taxes.

Clang—dang~

Kitahara Takashi took a drink from the vending machine, walked to a bench under the shade of a tree and sat down, his hands in the shape of a lotus, supporting his face as he gazed at his daughter, Kaede Kotonoha.

"Give."

Kitahara Takashi handed over the lemonade.

"Thank you. How much?"

Gui Yanye subconsciously wanted to give money.

Kitahara Tsutomu waved his hand and sat beside her, gazing at the kite hanging high in the cloudless blue sky, spending his leisurely afternoon resting.

He really rarely has such leisurely time to read.

Takashi Kitahara is not the type of person in "My Few Friends".

He has many friends and clients, and it is very tiring to maintain them.

Katsura Yanye held the drink can with both hands, took a sip, turned her head and looked at Kitahara Takashi again.

She took a sip and turned to look at him again.

"What are you looking at?"

After she turned back for who knows how many times, Kitahara Tsutomu finally couldn't help but ask.

"nothing."

Katsura Yanye was caught and drank water tactically in an awkward manner.

She was too embarrassed to say that she was looking at her.

Kitahara Takashi was too lazy to expose her and took another sip of lemonade: "I should have brought a book earlier."

There's really nothing to do here.

And Kitahara Takashi is a person who can't sit still.

Kitahara Tsutomu felt a little impatient when he was asked to sit there and do nothing.

"I have a book here, do you want to read it?" Gui Yanye clapped her hands, then turned around and took out a library book from the wicker bag beside her.

Kitahara Tsutomu took it and took a look.

"Paradise Lost, by Jun'ichi Watanabe?"

"Ah."

Katsura Kotonoha smiled softly. "Come to think of it, Sapporo is Jun'ichi Watanabe's hometown, did you know that, Takashi?"

"do not know."

Kitahara Tsutomu shook his head.

He seldom pays attention to the author when reading a book.

Just like he likes watching football but not much of a fan.

Like Aveiro and Yosi, he would applaud them when they scored goals, but that was all.

The only football star he has ever chased is Kaka.

No one who is more handsome than him is better than him, and no one who is better than him is more handsome than him.

Especially when the Son of God defeated the Red Devils on a rainy night, he turned Kitahara Takashi, who was a fan of the Red Devils at the time, into his personal fan.

Well, you say he is not a Manchester City fan?

Who isn’t young anymore?

Back then, he was still a pure and innocent Xiao Chunan, not as bad as he is now.

And as for Manchester United right now, they have no results, their stadium is infested with rats and leaks, and it seems that there is nothing much left at Old Trafford except that it is old.

Kitahara Takashi was thinking about all sorts of things and turned to the first page of "Paradise Lost".

Kitahara Takashi lowered his head to look at the book, and Katsura Kotonoha tilted her head to look at him.

Fine bits of sunlight fell through the gaps between the leaves, kissing the face of the young man, God's masterpiece.

A gentle breeze blew, brushing past the man and woman under the treetops.

The girl's beautiful hair swayed in the wind.

Today, Kaede Yanye wore a violet sweater and a white dress, paired with a wicker bag and a sun hat, looking like a young lady.

No, it should be said that she is a young lady.

Rattan bags seem to be the standard for young ladies. Kitahara Takashi has seen Yukinoshita Yukino and Kasumigaoka Utaha carrying this bag.

*

Kitahara Takashi and Katsura Kotonoha stayed in Odori Park for the entire afternoon.

This kind of date would be boring for ordinary people, but Kaede Yanye didn't find it boring.

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