What made you have the illusion that I am the protagonist! ?

Chapter 245

The next day, Prison Temple woke up on the floor of his own room. Although the floor of the bamboo building was cool to lie on, if he slept on it all night, his back would still hurt.

While stretching his muscles and bones while getting up to wash, Gokuji knocked on the door of another room, only to find that Yamamoto was no longer there.

"What are you doing...don't call me."

Complaining about Yamamoto, Yuji didn't meet anyone else along the way, and came to the restaurant alone, only to find that everyone else was already having breakfast.

"Ah! Good morning, Judaime!"

As usual, Yuji saw Tsunayoshi in the crowd at a glance, but he got an unexpected answer when he said hello.

"Puff—cough, cough, cough!" Gang Ji, who had eaten half of his breakfast, sprayed out half of the bread in his mouth, and the other half of the bread choked into the trachea, and immediately began to cough earth-shatteringly.

"Judaime, are you alright!?" Gokuji hurriedly stepped forward and patted Tsunakichi on the back worriedly.

"Stupid Gang, the food doesn't taste good!" Li Baoen glanced at the half piece of bread and bread crumbs on the table with disgust, and patted hard, finally patted the choked piece of bread out.

Gang Ji managed to stop coughing, and kept his head down, refusing to lift it up, "Cough, cough, cough...it's okay, Mr. Prison Temple, go and get breakfast..."

"Yes, Judaime!"

Of course, Prison Temple would not disobey the order of the tenth generation leader of his family. When he got his breakfast from the staff and was about to sit down, the seat next to Tsuna Kichi was of course Li Baoen on one side and Yamamoto on the other. He had no choice but to Sitting next to Yamamoto.

"Hey, why did you leave without calling me this morning?"

"Because you were drunk yesterday, I thought you were still asleep..." Yamamoto said, his eyes drifted to the side unconsciously.

drunk?It seems that there is such a thing, after he took that sip of wine, he lost all impressions, but the alcohol content was indeed very low, and when he woke up in the morning, he was still refreshed except for his backache Cool, so I put this matter behind me at all.

Prison Temple dissatisfied: "Isn't it just drunk? Look into other people's eyes when talking, this is basic politeness!"

"Ahahahaha... I don't want it anymore, I'm afraid I'll want to beat you up when I see your face."

"Aha!?"

Guiji looked around blankly, only to notice that everyone either buried their heads in their meals, or turned their heads away from him, and what made him heartbroken was that even Tsunaki did the same.

Biyangqi came over and patted him on the shoulder, with a strange smile on her face that was mostly blocked by the goggles, "Hayato, I heard that you were very active at Nantang yesterday, you did a good job!" said When she was done, she walked back to the girls' table.

what is this...

Gonji grabbed Yamamoto's shoulder and asked, "Tell me honestly, what did I do when I was drunk yesterday?"

"Well... Hahaha, I'm done eating, let's go first!" Yamamoto drank the soup in one gulp, turned around and dodged the prison temple's claws, and fled with the empty plate.

"Master Lanbo eat it!" "Don't waste it to the limit!" "That... I, I eat it too! Prisoner, eat slowly!"

Gang Ji also quickly slipped away.

On the boy's side of the table, Li Baoen was the only one left.

"Judaimu..." Prison Temple wanted to cry but had no tears.

Me, what did I do yesterday that both people and gods are angry with? ?

"Hmm, what happened?" Li Baoen drank the miso soup without moving, and he knew that he would never reveal the inside story from his look of watching the show.

All because of that damn glass of wine!

"Where's the Ishitani Tomi?" Yuji jumped up, only to find that the person he was planning to find someone to settle accounts with was not in the restaurant, and the group of Ishitani family members were also gone.

Hearing his question, Kyoko replied kindly: "Mr. Fuyuya? It seems that he wants to go back to the house today to deal with some things."

"Hey, before leaving, Mr. Fuyomi asked us to have a good vacation here! Jingzi, Biyangqi, Ippei, I heard that the hot spring water here has a beauty effect, let's go for a dip in a while~"

The girls quickly broke away from the original topic and began to chat enthusiastically.

……

Fuyuya, who was being naughty by the prison temple, had already left the wine hall long before he woke up.

Before the sun started to heat up, Fuyumi, Diarmuid and the others simply chose to walk, and wandered back to the house at a leisurely pace.

Kamikawa is rich in pomelo, and September is already the time when the first batch of pomelo has just begun to ripen after several months of fruiting.

Although Tomi feels that the air of his hometown is filled with the smell of grapefruit all year round, most of the time this smell is fresh and refreshing. Only from this time until the end of November, the smell of grapefruit in the air will become sweet .

In the pomelo fields on both sides, there are farmers busy, finding out the pomelo that can be picked from the pomelo hanging on the branches based on experience, and there are people saying hello to Fuyuya and the others from time to time.

Walking onto the street, this is the busiest section of Kamikawa-cho, before Toya and the others reached the main house, they ran into the three guests.

It was a store specializing in grapefruit specialties. At this time, of course, there were fresh grapefruits piled up in front of the door, and a menu of various grapefruit drinks was hung on the top of the counter. Honey-soaked yuzu tea, yuzu nectar, essential oils extracted from yuzu and pomelo leaves, as well as daily life products with various yuzu ingredients, such as soaps, bath agents, and shampoos, are available.

The one who stopped by the store door was obviously Yuni, who seemed to be worrying about which drink to buy, γ followed behind her, and Bai Lan, who had her hands in her sleeves, looked at it with great interest among the various items in the store. Flip through and pick up.

Dongmi quickened her pace and walked to the door of the store, "Uncle, bring her a glass of fresh pear and grapefruit juice."

"Okay~" The shopkeeper replied with a smile, took out the fragrant pear and the peeled grapefruit pulp and threw them into the juicer skillfully, "Master Jiadu, you are back, how long do you plan to stay this time?"

Fuyumi, who had run away to the point where everyone knew about it, scratched her cheek, and said embarrassedly: "Hehe...it should be a little longer this time."

"Mr. Toyiya!" Yoni greeted in surprise. Although she could predict that she would see Mr. Toya earlier this morning when she went out this morning, she couldn't predict it so specifically.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, little Yuni~" Toomi picked her up and held her high and turned around as before, and Yoni seemed to be used to such sudden attacks this time, and laughed happily.

"Hmm...cough!" γ gave a fake cough pretending to be serious, and stared at the man who was holding on to the boss of their family, "...the boss of Shigu's family, I didn't have the chance to say to you before, thank you for saving You Sir Ni."

Although the words in his mouth were words of thanks, the tone was clearly gnashing of teeth.

Fuyumi didn't seem to feel his murderous gaze at all, "Hey, no thanks, no thanks!"

They were meeting happily, and the other person said, unwilling to be ignored, "Is Toyasang's recommendation fresh pear and grapefruit juice? Then I'll have a glass too."

"Okay, guest." Seeing the closeness of Toya and Youni, the shopkeeper who didn't know the inside story thought that this was also Toya's guest, and quickly prepared the second glass of juice.