
Jaken's frustration didn't stop there. His departure from the blackjack table left Suzuki a little overwhelmed. Things no longer meet Tama to show his existence, Suzuki must be made to bother with calming Jaken in the VVIP room.
No words were spoken, so Jaken left Suzuki in the room. Suzuki held him back, but Jaken's sharp gaze threw Suzuki's hand from his arm.
Suzuki was left in the room. No matter where Jaken went, the smallest possibility was to go home, and the greatest possibility was to meet Madame Heberhime.
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They have been in the casino for too long. The sky had darkened from half an hour ago, it was time for our six young men to return. Together with Mr. Kuga, they say goodbye to Mrs Heberhime who just came out of her private room. Mr. Kuga met him for a while to talk before leaving.
In this last meeting, Tama's eyes were quite observant to catch the difference between Madam Hebahime earlier and now. Tama immediately nudged Kuro and Fuji who were nearby and gave the code.
A rich woman seems to have a lot of expensive suits or dresses, with various models from famous brands, no wonder Mrs Heberime often change clothes. Now she comes out in a jet black dress and a scarf covering her neck, though Tama's eyes can still catch a little red marks on her neck.
"What's the cold?" whispered Tama to Kuro, answered a thin smile—trying to refrain from laughing.
Oh, it looks like Madam Hebahime is doing something inside. There was also the hair of Madam Huberime who was not as neat as before.
"Like someone waking up" said Fuji.
"Who?" yuuji asked suddenly who unintentionally heard the whispers of his senior. The three shook their heads and threw away their faces.
"Hey, who woke up?" Yuuji repeated again with a louder tone.
Yuuji's sentence caught Madam Horehime's ear and spontaneously the woman turned her head with a shocked look. Even so he tried to calm down and look back at Mr. Kuga even though his mind floated everywhere.
His clasped hands tried to pull the scarf to further cover the neck. A second later his hands were busy styling his slightly messy hair. Mr. Kuga quite understood and immediately said goodbye.
Mrs Hemahime didn't drive them to the casino door. After they turned around and stepped away, Madam Heberime rushed into her private room. Where there are rooms that are in the casino to 'wrap' someone.
Inside, he locked the door and got closer to the big bed. Where above there was a figure of a burly young man with a long black mane, lying down while playing a mobile phone.
He approached and immediately climbed up, removed his scarf and threw it away, then stuck to the chest of the youth field, whining.
"It looks like they know I just did something here. It's a shame, "suffered Madame Huberime, drowning her face in the chest.
The hand holding the phone immediately went down, put the gadget on the next table, then embrace the body like a Spanish guitar. No words were spoken, the young man was silent.
"My dear, you promised to make a great show, right?" ask Mrs Hebahime.
"Yes. I've arranged it."
"I will tell you the secret about the Kuga Family after you satisfy me."
The young man looked. Mrs Haberime knew this would provoke her reaction.
"You know that I'm close to Mr. Kuga. We have certainly done business and done business. Exchange of information."
Madam Huberime took off her embrace and looked at the young man. Slowly she stripped off her dress and climbed onto the body of her lover.
"You don't have to pay a fortune for this important piece of information. The mafia will do anything for her purpose, right?"
Afterwards he lowered his head, approached the handsome face, then grabbed his lips. Kissed her.
The burly hand moved to Madam Himahime's waist, started to rise, and pressed her body to cling.
...* * *...
"Are we going to eat before we go home?" yuuji asked his father who was driving the car. Mr. Kuga shook his head.
"Your mother called and prepared dinner" replied Mr. Kuga.
"Hey! You guys are skimping today! Let's eat at my house!" bring Yuuji.
All five seemed happy to hear it, they nodded in agreement. From the windshield, Mr. Kuga glanced and smiled. He also drove his car to his home area.
There they immediately went down. With Bu Miwa and Ryuuji greeted, the six children gathered in the living room. One by one they took turns to bathe, at the moment
it's the first turn, which is Yuuji in the upstairs bathroom and Hiro downstairs. Ms. Miwa used this opportunity to get to know new friends Yuuji—Fuji, Tama, and Kuro.
While waiting for the queue, the three Yuuji seniors ate a snack that Bu Miwa had made earlier this afternoon. He made a painting with his little friend Yuuji.
"A girl?" ask Fuji to make sure.
Ma Miwa nodded with a fluffy smile on her lips. A happy look radiated clearly in the eyeball. It was as if Ms. Miwa was showing off something to be proud of and needed to be shown to anyone, especially her child's friends.
"His name is Meiko" replied Ms. Miwa.
Yuuji's four friends are ooh. Kenji already knew enough about Meiko, but he didn't expect the girl to come to Yuuji's house. He was curious as to how close Meiko was to this Yuuji family.
"What's Yuuji's lover?" ask Kuro, kepo.
"Mmm, no. But she used to come home to help me learn to make cookies. She likes to cook cakes, sweet, kaaan?"
From Bu Miwa's story, Yuuji's friends have understood and caught something. Yes, this is the girl Yuuji was expecting.
"If you can tell, what is Meiko like?" ask Kuro again.
"Oh! You guys must think the same as me. He is very maniii! Wait, I have a picture of him."
Ms. Miwa got up from the guest sofa and went to the room upstairs to pick up a cell phone. When the woman left, Mr. Kuga met them with a faint smile.
"You stay here. It's late" said Mr. Kuga.
"Tomorrow with me" said Ryuuji from behind his father.
The four agreed. Hiro arrives soon and takes turns with Kenji. The other arrivals were from Bu Miwa and Yuuji, who simultaneously went down the stairs and met them in the living room.
"There's a change." Yuuji looked at his three seniors who had not yet bathed. But they shook their heads and instead saw the cool Ms Miwa fiddling with her phone.
"Why?" yuuji asked his mother.
"Wait a minute. nah! It's."
Ms. Miwa immediately showed her the phone screen. Where in there is a girl with a long dark black mane, round eyeballs, pink lip glossy ranum lips, sweet suit ala chick cake. A girl named Meiko who was lifting a glass containing a parfait. Next to her was Ma Miwa, apparently they were in a cafe.
"It was taken when we went for a walk last month. Sweet, right?"
Yuuji froze. Her friends smiled meaningfully as soon as her mother pulled her phone before Yuuji protested. Rushing he left the young men behind, as did Mr. Kuga and Ryuuji.
"Ahem!"
Tama cleared her throat, then went upstairs to take a shower. Escape before something bad happens between her and Yuuji.
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Meiko