Chapter 569 Battle for Ajian (10)
The neat chanting of the otakus and the sound of music perfectly combined, making the atmosphere at the scene extremely enthusiastic.
At the entrance of the studio, Masato Shichijo covered his forehead, listening to the noisy voices and sighed: "This dance... no matter how many times I watch it, I still feel so embarrassed, and I don't want to go with them at all. Talking to each other makes me feel sick all over I have goosebumps.”
In the eyes of Masato Shichijo, not only are those movements disgusting, but also the bad smell in the air. Even from a distance, Masato Shichijo can smell those enthusiastic dancing figures. The smell of sweat on Tsai's body.
"Forget it...Anyway, as long as I can wake up grandpa and eldest brother..." Masato Shichijo shook his head, he couldn't care about so much now.
When the event came to an intermission and the audience was shouting "encore", Inuyama Heita wiped the sweat from his head and quickly ran to the passage outside to wait for him to come out of the toilet. At that time, as expected, he met Masato Shichijo.
"Heitaro, Takeru, we meet again." Masato Shichijo said, leaning against the wall.
Inuyama Heita took a step back and said in a panic: "Sure enough, is this a trap again?"
"Wow~ This guy's ghost is still lingering." Takeru hid in Inuyama Heita complained behind him: "Are you just coveting my body like this?"
Inuyama Heita looked at him warily and asked: "Mr. Shichijo, what do you want to do?"
At the same time, he also looked around to see if there was any ambush while determining the escape route.
"Don't worry, there's no need to look. There's no ambush around. I'm not such a despicable person." Masato Shichijo said tiredly: "I won't use strong means to take Takeru away. I just want to be with him. Let's talk about it."
Inuyama Heita frowned and said: "Mr. Shichijo, have we talked about it once before? It will be the same again this time."
"That's right. !" Akenko said in a pretentious manner: "The Inuyama family will never let you take me away! Don't try to use me as a sacrifice to eliminate the curse of your family!"
Shichijo Masato said calmly: "Just this time, let's find a quiet place and have a frank talk. As long as you agree, I will give Qiqi and the others more resources. Have you noticed it too? Qiqi and the others' activities have obviously increased recently. , This is all my sincerity. I believe that with the operation of the consortium, it will not be difficult for them to have a concert at the Budokan.”
"Martial...Martial Arts Hall?!" Ajian screamed in disbelief. The Martial Arts Hall is the dream of many idols.
"What if we don't agree to you?" Inuyama Heita looked at him in disbelief and asked, "What will you do to Qiqi and the others?"
Aken helped: "Yes. Ah, what will happen?”
“No way,” Masato Shichijo said. Said: "I'm not interested in them, it's just that their resources will become what they were before."
Aken breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good...Then let's go, Inuyama clan, Go home, Qiqi and the others have already played the show.”
Masato Shichijo was stunned: "Don't you hope they get more resources?"
"Of course I hope." Takeru said sternly: "But I don't want them to become bargaining chips in our transaction. They are not objects, but idols with their own self, even if they are the most It doesn’t matter if they didn’t succeed in climbing to the top. At least they tried their best to show themselves. Just like us, frustration and regret are also part of life.”
“I’m sorry.” He bowed and wanted to take Ajian away.
"Wait, what about Masaki?" Masato Shichijo asked quickly: "I can help you reunite with her, but you won't talk to me even then?"
Take glared My eyes widened: "Reunion with Masaki-chan...what do you mean?"
"If you want to know, come with me." Masato Shichijo said, and then walked forward on his own.
After hearing those words, Ajian followed him as if he had lost his mind.
"Mr. Takeru!" Heita Inuyama could only follow.
They walked all the way to the lounge at the end. Masato Shichijo opened the door with the key and turned on the light inside.
"Please come in." Masato Shichijo said.
Takeru and Inuyama Heita walked in confused, and then discovered that the room was full of video games and animations! In front of an old TV set were several old game consoles of various styles. There are also potato chips, drinks and various snacks around, as well as soft sofas, and an assembled old-fashioned optical drive computer next to it.
"Oh oh oh! Isn't this the Saturn and Piece game console~" Ajian looked nostalgic when he saw these things, and couldn't help but walked forward. Here Look, touch there.
As soon as Heita Inuyama saw it, he knew it was terrible. If it were more than ten years ago, this would be the dream room for otakus. How could Takeru resist?
"How strange~" Ajian looked at the games and animations piled up in a hill, and scratched his head in confusion: "How come these games are not popular games, but there are many shit and unpopular works? I Take a look~"
Suddenly, Jian was stunned for a moment because he saw a familiar cover and name.
Shichijo Masato's expression changed, and he immediately walked over, took out the game board, and then asked with a strange expression: "So...are you looking for this?"
That game , it is "Dokiki Bishoujo Adventure". The female character's big eyes that take up most of her face are impressive.
"Masaki-chan..." Ken looked at the cover of the box blankly.
Shichijo Masato was calm in his heart, joy burst out, and he thought: "Sure enough! It worked! I found Takeru's obsession!"
But the next second, he felt speechless again: Why would a person's love for a game character form a firm obsession after death? Isn’t this dead house too strange? It’s simply impossible to understand with common sense!
"Let's go! Inuyama clan!" Takeru suddenly came back to his senses and said angrily: "What, it's just the first generation, and it's not like there are no family members! This guy deceived us again! Let's go back Play games!”
After saying that, he got into the jade pendant in Inuyama Heita’s pocket.
Inuyama Heita could only say sorry to Masato Shichijo, and then left here.
Shichijo Masato watched them leave, but he was not discouraged. He looked at the game in his hand and smiled.
"As long as the goal is determined...problems that can be solved with money are not problems for me." Masato Shichijo murmured: "Grandpa, big brother, I will save you."
...
At night, in a rental house in Tokyo, the room was full of takeaway garbage, piled up like a mountain, and exuding a stinky smell. A man was kneeling on the ground, holding an unsheathed knife in his hand. He was talking to himself crazily, as if he had a split personality, talking to himself.
"Please! I don't want to do this... Please let me go, otherwise I will be exposed." He said in a humble tone.
"Pull me out." Then, he said in a stern tone.
"No...please, don't..."
"I said, pull me out."
"Ahhhhh...don't come close to me, don't come close to me!" ”
With the knife in his hand, he retreated to the corner, as if someone was approaching in front of him, but strangely, there was no one in the room except him.
"I don't want to die! I know, I'll just pull it out!" He looked at the sword in his hand with collapse, held the handle, and slowly pulled the sword out, the blade shining with cold light. On the top, the shadow of an evil ghost is reflected...
The man stiffened, silently stood up from the tatami, and stretched his neck.
"Okay, then..." The man's eyes were completely different from before. He opened his mouth and murmured:
"The exorcists...all die!"
(End of this chapter)