Zongman: Kulaixiku, resurrection!

Chapter 157 The Silent Lost Son

In fact, there would be no need for the next two days for Kashiwa Sanhui to experience the pain of raising a child today - the scene that came into view was enough to describe hell.

"Ke-chan is back. Do you mind if we drink some of Ke-chan's tea?" Aiyin looked at Kashiwa Sanki who had just walked in with a smile on her face. Kashiwa Sanki's face looked particularly ugly because Xiangzi had used his tea to make tea for everyone without her permission.

"Ah... you've already drunk it, so why should I care? I can't just pour the tea you drank back into the kettle, right?"

Liang is not the kind of guy who can be easily worried about. At this moment, he and Xiao Lenai are standing on two beds, looking at each other and reciting some second-year lines, while wearing their own hats and staging a Western showdown.

As we all know, when the pressure is constant, the smaller the contact area, the greater the pressure - so the vest that Kashiwa Sanhui had tortured before was tortured again by Xiao Lena's small feet pressing on the bed sheets.

After being tormented by Deng and Lenai, the value of this dress is now only half of its original value - it's a loss!

Kidding.

Yili's situation wasn't much better either, because there were too many people and she huddled in a corner, reacting like a real cat while chanting her own plea for mercy - the problem was that no one paid any attention to her!

What made Kashiwa Sanhui even more helpless was that the only remaining people who could be considered steady, Riki, Xiangzi and Su Shi, did not play a leading role at all.

One was pestering Deng to show off his amazing outfit, one was holding his windbreaker, not knowing what he was thinking, and one was packing Deng's luggage on his own initiative, while busy arguing with Li Xi.

What a headache... The least worrying ones here are Kita and Nijika who are just singing!

"Alas... Xiangzi, I'm going to rest now. I have a performance tomorrow."

"Oh...oh, good night, doctor. Um, do you want me to wash your clothes?"

In the end, Kashiwa Sanhui dragged his luggage to the Internet cafe. Even after turning on the computer, he had no intention of playing games and just wanted to fall asleep.

Damn, how did my band become like this!

……

"Mu, where are you? Why don't you go home?"

"Mu, answer!"

"Wakaba Mu——"

Beep, beep, beep——

Mu hung up the phone call his father made. His expression was still as blank as ever, as desolate as the crescent moon in the sky.

I couldn't help myself and came to Kawasaki alone.

The streets of Kawasaki are very busy, and all kinds of shops and stores are basically crowded at this moment. There are even long queues at stores that are very famous online.

But Mu didn't know where he was going - not to shop, not to have fun, not to work or participate in competitions.

I simply couldn't stand my father's criticism any more, and then I remembered that Aine-san had said she was going to Kawasaki, so I followed her.

Piano... I don't like it anymore. I don't want to play the piano anymore. The same goes for ballet and performing arts training... all of them.

As he was lost in thought, Mu suddenly realized that he didn't know where he was. The traffic light was flashing green, and the black and white zebra crossing reminded him that he should either follow the crowd or get out of the way and not block the road.

Let's go ahead. I don't know where to go anyway, so I might as well wander around...

goo—

Mu touched his slightly deflated belly with some worry. At this moment, it was chirping to protest its emptiness - it was hungry.

Yes, in the morning there is ballet class, at noon I have to practice writing, in the afternoon I am busy with piano lessons and getting scolded, and in the evening I take the Shinkansen here.

There is absolutely no time to eat.

After buying the train ticket, I only have 1,000 yen left in my pocket. What can I eat? I don’t like oden, fried chicken and hot dogs are too unhealthy, eel rice is too strong, and beef rice...

Let's go here - Mu, carrying a small backpack, counted the only 1,000 yen he had left and walked into this small beef bowl restaurant called "Yoshinoya" with firm determination.

The interior is very cozy. The short round chairs and the concave wooden right-angled table are very friendly to girls of shorter height like Mu, and the lighting is also very soft.

"Welcome! What would you like to eat?"

"I...um, I want this, this..."

Seeing Mu looking hesitant and unsure what to order, the waitress smiled and recommended, "If you're unsure what to order, try our medium-sized beef rice bowl set. It's affordable, delicious, and filling!"

"Oh... then this one."

"Hey—1,100 yen, would you like to pay online or in cash?"

Xiao Mutou, who had already found a seat and was ready to enjoy the food, suddenly felt embarrassed. What should he do if he was short of 100 yen?

Mu's bewildered yet forced calm look made the shop assistant feel a little embarrassed - she seemed to have embarrassed such a cute child. After all, he was a child, so it was understandable that he had less pocket money.

"Would you like to switch to a small bowl of beef rice? I can give you some extra rice."

Mu suddenly remembered that his etiquette teacher had said not to accept charity and help from others easily, because favors are the hardest to repay.

Thinking of this, Mu prepared to leave with his small bag and bowed to the shop assistant who had a conflicted look on her face.

"Forget it. Sorry to trouble you..."

Before he could finish his words, Mu felt his legs go weak and he fell to the ground with a thud... and then he was supported by a pair of white and strong hands.

Then a very powerful and heroic female voice came out: "Boss, how come you are unwilling to even entertain a child who is too hungry to have any strength?"

"Oh, Taoxiang, don't say that," the clerk said helplessly, spreading her hands to express innocence. "I really wanted to treat her, but she was leaving with her bag on her back, and there was nothing I could do, you see—"

At this time, a tray containing beef rice, side dishes and cola has been delivered to the food outlet. This is the most useful episode of pre-prepared meals.

"I've even placed the order! Subaru, please be reasonable on my behalf!"

So the girl who helped me to my seat was called Subaru? She was so pretty, and her manners were impeccable, like a real actress.

"Hello little sister, my name is Subaru, and the guy with silver hair is Momoka."

The black-haired girl in a JK uniform smiled at him gently and lively. The silver-haired older sister named Taoxiang was ordering the menu very skillfully... and there was also a girl about the same age as him who was looking at him curiously.

"What about that girl? Is she your daughter, Big Sister?"

Although Mu was a little weak due to hunger, his voice was still quite firm and powerful - as the saying goes, when you are full you can blow the trumpet, when you are hungry you can sing; when your stomach is empty, your words will naturally be sonorous and powerful.

"what?"

Subaru's expression suddenly turned confused, while Nina turned her attention to Momoka, who suddenly couldn't hold back her laughter.

It seemed like he had said something wrong again. Thinking of this, Mu lowered his brows and apologized weakly: "I'm sorry, I always talk like this..."

"No, no..." Momoka suddenly became interested in this girl with blue hair, indifferent expression but sharp words. She sat next to Mu with a subtle expression, while Nina brought the prepared beef rice bowl with a reluctant look on her face.

"I don't blame you. I'd say your summary is quite accurate... Hahaha..."

"What are you laughing at? Don't laugh! If I were your daughter, you would give me some money!" Rencai suddenly became a little angry. Although she was not angry to the point of getting irritated, she was still a little unhappy that she suddenly had two mothers.

"Hey, what's your name?"

Mutouren was now concentrating on eating. After swallowing the rice and beef in his mouth, he wiped his mouth gently with a tissue before answering softly:

"Ruoye Mu...just call me Mu. What's your name?"