Chapter 355 Do You Accept US Dollars (2/3)

Chapter 355 Do you accept US dollars (23)

What is this? Reverse proposal?

Aokiji was stunned for a while, then nodded hurriedly: "Ah, yes."

Don't care what she says, just nod! This is one of the few truths that Aokiji rarely understands about the relationship between men and women.

After Busujima Saeko received the confirmation, she curled her lips without leaving any trace, and turned to look at Busujima Toshio: "I have 100% trust in the man I recognize, so I don't want him to wrong me."

After hearing that I had wronged Aokiji by marrying into Busujima's house, Busujima Toshio really became somewhat interested in Aokiji.

Maybe others don't know what kind of family the Busujima family is, but Busujima Saeko definitely knows it, and this bald man doesn't look like a fool. He must have investigated and understood what kind of family the Busujima family is. Can he be confident in Nodding on this topic, maybe this guy does have two brushes.

Busujima Toshio thought so, and his interest in Aokiji became more and more intense. He raised his glass and poured the drink: "Is Aoki-kun still in school? What do you do at home?"

"I'm still in school. I'm the only one at home. I don't have much to do. I just have to feed myself so that I can feed myself and the whole family won't be hungry." Aokiji said it very easily.

Busujima Toshio clinked glasses with Aoki Tsukasa, carefully observed his expression, and realized that he really didn't tell lies or any clichés. Instead, he became even more curious: "What does Aoki-kun do?"

"Let's start boxing now, I haven't thought about the future yet." Aokiji said, looking at Busujima Saeko: "Maybe it will be decided based on the situation."

Anyway, Aokiji really doesn't have to worry about money - he has a system. If he just learns how to cook instant noodles, he will probably be able to make noodles shine. If he eats them, his clothes will burst, as if he has been drugged. What will happen then? Side stalls can earn millions a month, and there are limited quantities. A serving of Kang Shuaifu sells for 9,998, and there is no discount.

He just wants to be happy and do whatever he wants. Anyway, now that this is over, he is truly a free man!

I practiced swordplay with Saeko, treated Qiong's illness, played basketball, played games, and occasionally sparred with bad boys. This life couldn't be more beautiful than in the sky!

Thinking of this, Aokiji couldn't hold back his thoughts.

"Boxing?" Busujima Toshio was really surprised. Before he could ask anything, suddenly, a middle-aged man next to him suddenly stood up and walked to the table with a wine glass. He looked at Aokiji with an excited expression.

"You, you are the Great Demon King, no, are you Aokiji?" The uncle seemed to have drank a lot, and his face was as red as a monkey's butt.

Aokiji nodded awkwardly: "I am."

"Hahaha! I'm your fan! Tonight, I bought a front-row ticket to watch your game! That's what, what a waste, he broke his leg before he even enjoyed watching it. I even went to see your game with my friends I bet you will KO him!" The uncle held up his wine glass, standing a little swaying.

Aokiji had no choice but to stand up with a smile and pick up the drink glass: "I can't drink, so I'll drink it with you. Thank you for your support."

The uncle raised his glass, clinked it with Aoki Tsukasa, and gave a thumbs-up gesture: "Come on for the finals! I'm optimistic about you! That guy Yabuki-kun will definitely not be your opponent!"

"Thank you!" Aoki Si drank a drink with him, and saw him staggering back to his seat. He and his colleagues laughed and talked about how he dared to come forward and talk to Aoki Si, and he shook his head helplessly.

Busujima Toshio thought thoughtfully: "Is Aoki-kun famous in Neon?"

"Just recently, in two months, no one will remember who I am." Aokiji didn't want to talk more about himself, but after thinking about it, he still smiled slightly: "So now I just make some money from boxing. After this competition, I will probably go to class and practice sword practice to prepare for the subsequent kendo competition."

"You want to participate too?" Busujima Toshio sat upright and looked at Aoki Tsukasa with a critical eye.

Aokiji shrugged: "I will participate in the mixed battle with Saeko-senpai. I don't know how it will be fought, but I think I will participate."

Toshio Busujima frowned slightly.

He came to Tokyo this time with only one simple purpose - to participate in this kendo competition, participate in all the events he could participate in, win all the championships he could get, and restore the prestige of the Busujima family in Neon.

Mixed battles, men's singles matches, team matches, no accident, he will participate in them all.

In other words, Busujima Toshio raised the corner of his mouth: "Then tomorrow, we will practice swordsmanship together. I am very curious about what level I can achieve after being exposed to kendo for a month."

"Of course it's no problem. I'll go back to Yachiyo tomorrow. If nothing happens, I'll have a free day." Aokiji's original plan was to take the car to find Qiong that night, but after thinking about it, he would go back in the afternoon tomorrow, so he packed up and set off. It's almost night time on the Qiong side, and the journey is too tiring. It's better to rest for a day, leave early the next day, and arrive in the afternoon the next day, which will be more comfortable.

Anyway, there are still more than two weeks until the finals. Instead of training intensively these days, Aokiji really feels that it is better to relax for a few days and then go to training to maintain his condition after a few days.

and

Aokiji really wanted to see how strong the guy who made Busujima Saeko lose his fighting spirit and choose self-exile was.

Aokiji looked at Busujima Toshio carefully, and finally paused slightly at the forearm exposed by his sleeves.

The tiny muscle shapes that were not obvious at first glance, but looked a bit weird, made Aokiji narrow his eyes thoughtfully.

Busujima Saeko had a slightly complicated expression when she heard Aokiji promised to practice sword practice together tomorrow.

Is Si. coming too?

Busujima Saeko gradually frowned.

She never wanted to let Aokiji see her failure.

Moreover, even she herself could not guarantee what kind of state she would be in if she lost to Busujima Toshio again tomorrow.

Clenching her teeth secretly, the food in front of her became a little nauseating. Busujima Saeko looked at Busujima Toshio for a long time and breathed a sigh of relief: "Then that's it for tonight. I believe Toshio, you have also booked a hotel. Let's go tomorrow Let’s meet directly at the gym.”

Busujima Toshio was naturally not dissatisfied. He nodded and smiled: "Then sister, please go back and rest early. Since Aoki-kun is here, you don't need me to send you, right?"

"No need." Busujima Saeko stood up, Aokiji stood up hurriedly, followed Busujima Saeko who suddenly said that they wanted to separate, and walked out.

"My sister is begging you, Aoki-kun." Busujima Toshio's smile looked very gentle.

Aokiji nodded: "Definitely. Please forgive me for my poor hospitality this time. If I have a chance next time, I will treat Busujima-kun well."

"Definitely." Busujima Toshio watched Aokiji and Busujima Saeko gradually walk away, put down the chopsticks in his hands, looked at the food on the table, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

Clicking his tongue, Busujima Toshio took a sip of the drink, put down the cup, and murmured: "Can this kind of food be sold? Sure enough, the chef at home is really good at it."

"Does my sister live by eating this kind of food every day?" Busujima Toshio raised his lips lightly: "The nutrition is also poor, the taste is worse, and it makes people feel worse. How can you practice well in such an environment? Where’s the sword?”

He stretched out, brushed his purple hair that only reached his eyebrows, and looked at the drink cup that belonged to Aoki Si in front of him with interest: "Aoki Si seems to be a very interesting guy."

"It's just that the status is a bit too low, but if it matches my sister, it's quite suitable." Busujima Toshio stood up, without even looking at the food on the table that only had a chopstick touched, turned around and left coolly, with an increasingly smile on his lips. A bit evil: "However, since you want to participate in the sword competition, you will be the enemy."

"I really hope he can make me be more serious tomorrow." He told himself that just as the whisper fell, a hurried shout suddenly came from behind him.

"Hey, I haven't paid yet!" the shopkeeper called him hastily.

The smile on Busujima Toshio's face froze - those two people didn't pay?

He slowly turned back, looked down at his clothes, and touched his pocket. There was only a wad of dollars in it.

"Well, do you accept US dollars?"

Seeing the "are you kidding me" expression on the shop owner's face, Busujima Toshio's mouth twitched slightly and he narrowed his eyes: Sure enough, my sister is still so stingy.

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PS: The third update will be written after I wake up, so I will go to bed first.