Chapter 49 An Unexpected Prelude

"Shinjuku, Shinjuku is here"

Kouji Shimizu turned around and prepared to get off the bus with the crowd.

And Tetsu Moroha also came back to her senses, and after hearing the broadcast beside her, she hesitated slightly and silently prepared to get off the bus.

However, she did not intend to let Koji Shimizu notice it.

Some ideas suddenly came to her mind.

Perhaps it was the desire to know the secret of Koji Shimizu's strength;

Perhaps, she was just curious about why Koji Shimizu, a first-year high school boy, came to Shinjuku at night.

Shinjuku is not big -

Creating a myth.

More than ten minutes later, watching Koji Shimizu walk straight to Kabuki-cho Ichiban Street, Tetsu Moroha, who followed him from a distance, stood silently in the crowd, her eyes gradually cold.

It turned out that he was also a scumbag.

He was only in the first grade, so early, he had already been lingering in that kind of place.

Tetsu Moroha frowned, and she had to admit now that people cannot be judged by appearance.

At the same time, she couldn't help but feel a nameless fire in her heart.

Why, such a bad guy can have such a strong kendo talent.

——Why!

Maybe it's because he feels sorry for his misfortune and angry at his lack of fighting spirit, maybe.

Gritting his teeth, Tie Zhuyu followed him again.

Although it was almost certain, she was still reluctant to believe that a guy who was stronger and more talented than her was actually.

In the end, although Shimizu Koji did not walk into Kabuki-ting Ichiban Street, the pink neon sign with "Polestar" shining on it was no different from those gigolos or maid shops in Ichiban Street.

Tie Zhuyu stood at the entrance of the alley and turned away without looking back.

Just an irrelevant person.

She swore that if Shimizu Koji dared to come to her with her business card in the future, she would definitely have someone drive that guy away.

——

Shimizu Koji didn't know that in the crowded crowd a few hundred meters behind him, there would be a girl's eyes tracking his tracks vaguely.

The girl's strength is actually comparable to his to some extent, not to mention that for some reason, the girl has been well versed in hiding and concealing since childhood.

Walking into the Polaris Club, the familiar smell of alcohol mixed with the scent of mature women's fragrance, Shimizu Koji did not change his expression, and walked straight into the club from the path behind the bar.

Diana stood in front of the lounge behind the stage waiting for him like last time. When Shimizu Koji came over, she was looking at her watch anxiously without hiding it.

Although foreign women have lived in Japan for decades, they cannot change their "bold and direct" character that they have developed since childhood.

When she looked up and saw Shimizu Koji coming, Diana was obviously relieved and immediately walked up with a smile.

It seems that she subconsciously wants to give Shimizu Koji a big hug.

However, Diana soon realized that it seemed inappropriate, mainly because Shimizu Koji's personality did not like it, but she did not feel embarrassed at all, and still walked to Shimizu Koji with a generous smile.

"Oh~, Koji-kun, you look more charming today~, I mean it."

Diana's tone was surprised, her expression was direct, and there was no pretense.

Kouji Shimizu just nodded silently, neither denying nor admitting.

Seeing this, Diana was not discouraged, or rather, this was the effect she wanted.

She reached out to tidy up Koji Shimizu's collar, and she acted naturally close, and Koji Shimizu surprisingly did not stop her.

Because in just a few seconds, Diana withdrew her hand.

She smiled slightly and made way, "Go, don't worry, I will ensure your safety."

After that, she passed by Koji Shimizu directly and disappeared in the dimly lit corridor.

Koji Shimizu looked back at Diana, then turned and walked into the lounge and changed into a black dress for the performance.

He was 1.8 meters tall, young, even a little immature but very masculine face, and a cold temperament, just like the piano prince in the novel story.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Koji Shimizu didn't pay much attention to his image.

Just now, there was a trace of indelible sorrow between Diana's eyebrows, and he saw it in his eyes, but if the other party didn't say it, he wouldn't ask.

However, he couldn't help but feel a little confused, and there was another strange idea in his heart.

Not surprisingly, Diana or the club should have encountered some trouble, which should not have much to do with him.

However, the other job he originally planned to find was burned down before he started working officially.

He seemed to have bad luck?

Shimizu Koji shook his head, put aside these distracting thoughts, pushed the door, and went out on time, in the expectation of a group of women holding their breath, he went on stage.

On the second floor, there was a room with elegant and luxurious decoration. This was where the club entertained VIP guests.

"Can I see him later?"

Although it was a request, whether it was the woman's eyes, tone, or movements, from top to bottom, it was just like conveying a notice.

Asano Anna, dressed in a black and white maid outfit, stood beside her. Hearing this, her eyes looked through the specially made glass and saw the boy under the stage, and the business-style smile on her face remained unchanged.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Hatamoto, I'm afraid our club can't make the decision. He's just working part-time here."

"Part-time job, isn't it for money? I'll give you 1 million yen."

Hatamoto Aki's hoarse voice was quite resounding, but Asano Anna, who was standing next to her, just smiled and didn't respond.

"Haha, aren't you asking for too much?"

Hatamoto Aki's face looked a little ugly. She was in a bad mood recently because she didn't get any advantage in the distribution of the inheritance.

She even had a falling out with her husband, but she was still the daughter of the Hatamoto family after all, and that gigolo couldn't live without her.

However, it was because of these that she was in a bad mood now.

She had just come to this club that she hadn't been to for a long time, and she saw the man in the audience, Shimizu Koji, who made her unable to take her eyes off at first sight.

Her face was slightly dark, and she looked ugly, which was simply ugly for a woman who was already in her thirties and looked very ordinary.

Seeing that Anna Asano was unmoved, Hatamoto Akiyo gritted her teeth and said again: "Two million."

"Three million"

"Sorry Hatamoto."

"Ah!"

Hatamoto Akiyo couldn't help it. She was like a powder keg, ready to explode. A cup of hot coffee was directly poured on Anna Asano's face.

"Don't think that I look down on people just because I'm not the heir of the group! Is there anyone who doesn't know what you are here?!"

Hysterically, she said something Anna Asano couldn't understand at all.

The coffee was not hot, but it was still very uncomfortable and insulting to be splashed on the face and eyes unexpectedly.

But Anna Asano could still endure this insult and pain.

But at this moment, she fell to the ground, rubbing her eyes in a hurry, and didn't realize that Hatamoto Akiyo was actually going to step on her face with the heel of her high heels.

"Bang--!"

And suddenly, the door of the room was kicked open and hit the wall hard.