Chapter 57 The so-called Jingji is not true
"We also have surfboards in our shop, but yachts and submarines are also available for rent. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info" The dark-skinned cold-faced man replied lightly, turning sideways to let Kurosawa Silver see some of the seaside-specific equipment that happened to be placed at the counter, "But guest, Izu Beach is not suitable for surfing. ā
Surfing is wave-driven and takes place on the seashore where there are windy waves.
The height of the waves should be about 1 metre, and the minimum should not be less than 30 cm.
Nowadays, the beach is calm, but there are no waves that hit the waves wave after wave.
"But if you have a rental, is there any place around here where you can surf?" Kurosawa didn't look much disappointed, but instead asked the question from a different angle.
"That's right. At this time, the cold-faced man nodded frankly, but when his eyes glanced at Akemi Miyano and Ash Hara, he added, "It's not far from here, and you can find it in about ten minutes, near a famous ghost hotel." ā
Kurosawa Silver nodded his head again and again when he heard the front, but when he heard the back, he felt more and more that something was wrong, and in the end it was full of cold sweat and dumbfounded.
Wait, this guy, do you want to sell your surfboards anymore?
If someone else comes, maybe they will turn around and leave after listening to your words or two, especially girls.
Ghost Hotel or something......
Kurosawa Silver laughed, and involuntarily glanced back at the two of them, but he didn't expect that these two girls didn't have any objection to the name Ghost Hotel.
"Interesting, isn't it?" Ash Hara took a sip of the kelp soup he had just served, and the corners of his lips curled up as he looked back at his sister.
"My boyfriend has taken me there before. Akemi Miyano pursed her lips and chuckled, even if it was due to a mission, but now that she thinks about it, "I really miss it, otherwise, how about we surf together and eat at the ghost hotel in a while?"
"Good idea. ā
Seeing that the two did not resist each other, Kurosawa Silver also had a smile on his face, and glanced at the cold-faced man.
"Can you tell us where the Ghost Hotel is, then?"
The cold-faced man didn't say anything more at this time, and briefly introduced the area where the ghost hotel is located and the sea area suitable for surfing.
And on this premise, he also emphasized that it would be faster to paddle through the place with a rubber boat from here, and that if he went there to dive after the waves, he could see a lot of underwater scenery if he wore diving goggles, and then showed Kurosawa the notebook that registered his income and expenses, and asked him to cut off all the bills at once.
When Kurosawa Silver finished signing, he was confused and found that he seemed to have been cheated somewhere.
Wait a minute, he only wanted to buy a surfboard, how could this guy in front of him say that he bought so many inconsequential things for some reason.
Looking at the long list of names of the utensils on the bill, Kurosawa felt the corners of his mouth twitch fiercely.
"That's about the total amount you add up. The cold-faced man put a palm-sized calculator in front of Kurosawa Gin, and his slender fingers tapped the table in a rhythmic manner, "Sir, please pay the bill." ā
Kurosawa Silver looked at the confusion on the face of the large number of zeros above, and felt that he had suffered from a new phobia in addition to his hemophobia.
Bastard......
Who just said that this guy is a piece of wood and doesn't know how to do business?
It only took a few minutes for him to buy so many things, and he did it so smoothly that people couldn't find anything to find fault with, was his IQ regressive or was this guy in front of him too powerful?
Kurosawa Silver held his cheeks and thought seriously for a while, feeling that he needed to consider whether to regret it.
But out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a straight, cold-faced man standing from beginning to end, and Miyano Akemi and Gray Hara, who were very interested in the next development, so they chatted while eating, sighed, and still took out the banknote from their pockets and handed it over.
"Thank you for your patronage. ā
The cold-faced man took it expressionlessly, and the white lenses were still constantly reflecting, covering the appearance of most of his face and the reality of his eyes.
"Then, when you are leaving, please let me know, and I will help you prepare what you need, and I will give you a map with all kinds of details, and I wish you a pleasant journey. ā
There's also a map attached, which is finally a bit of a discount.
It would be better if his wallet could be less shriveled.
I don't know why Kurosawa Yin, who wanted to burst into tears, nodded, thanked him politely, and asked casually: "Anyway, this gentleman, I've known you for a while, and it doesn't seem good to always call you nameless, I don't know if you can tell me your name?"
"My name is Kyogoku Ma. The cold-faced man simply confessed his identity neatly, "Please advise." ā
Kyogoku Ma?
He said that the cold-faced man made him a little familiar.
It turns out that the person in front of him is still a well-known figure.
Looking at the cold-faced man in front of him, Kurosawa Silver seemed to make a final inquiry to determine the identity of the other party.
"Mr. Kyogoku, you won't be the karate master of Kakudo High School, will you?"
"Do you know me?" Kyogoku looked surprised, "What school are you, or are you a student at my Kabido High School?" but I don't remember students being able to dye their hair, or are you a member of some party outside of school?"
As he spoke, he glanced at someone's hair pressed against his hat.
Kurosawa Silver suddenly had some black lines on his face again.
So you really should put that dazzling silver hair into the crusher and crush it!
Akemi Miyano, who was next to her, couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Gray Yuan was obviously not used to seeing this funny scene, and watched the play with interest while eating fried noodles.
Kurosawa Silver felt even more helpless.
"My hair was born this color. Kurosawa Gin's ten fingers were inserted into his hair and rubbed, and he smiled without smiling, "Also, Mr. Kyogoku, I am twenty-three years old today, and I am a newspaper reporter, not a student. ā
"Uh......" Kyogoku Shin glanced at Kurosawa Gin's white face that looked like he was only seventeen or eighteen years old and the silver hair he only saw on the old man, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to misidentify you, it's really a guest, your appearance is too deceitful." ā
It looks like a fake.
Kurosawa knew what Kyogoku hadn't finished, but he didn't pay much attention to it.
In fact, he himself sometimes thinks so.
So in the face of Kyogoku's words, he just shrugged his shoulders and said that he was happy to perfunctory the matter: "I'm used to it, so don't mind." But what I really didn't expect was that I could see a well-known karate master on vacation. ā
"Where. Hearing Kurosawa Silver say this, Kyogoku Zhen smiled slightly, "I'm not a master for the time being, my strength is not enough, I'm going to compete in the next national competition to show my real strength, that's the joy." (To be continued.) )