In the morning, Mishimamuro Shrine, the place where Akira Mishima, who has been turned into a monk politician, is a temple dedicated to the history of the Mishima family.

When Akira Mishima, whose work as a politician is greater than that of a monk, is busy preparing and coordinating for the selection of events for the upcoming Zoma Prefectural Councillor, a servant quickly walks in from the outside and walks straight to Akira Mishima's side.

Servant, "My lord, the young master is gone." ”

Frowning slightly, Akira Mishima seemed to have just remembered that he also had a son named Yuo Mishima. The mention of this name has already made him feel extremely disgusted and disgusted.

Akira Mishima, "How many times have I told you! Don't call me, my lord. Call me, Master. Got it!"

Monk, the transliteration of the ancient Western Regions language, the source is Sanskrit, the original meaning is "teacher", and it is an honorific title for "a monk with a certain degree of cultivation". From ancient times to the present day, male monks have been referred to as elder, elder monk, great monk, master, master, or dharma. It also represents the time and path of the monks' practice. In the case of Mishima Akira, he was just a monk and was only called "Master" or "Master".

Servant, "Yes, Master Mishima. ”

Mishima Akira saluted with both hands, "Nan no Amitabha! You just said that the male man can't be found?"

Servant, "Yes, Master Mishima. ”

Akira Mishima, "Didn't you look for it?"

Servant, "Yes, Master Mishima. All the places, we searched. None were found. We even checked the surveillance video from last night, and we didn't see how the male young master disappeared. ”

Akira Mishima frowned slightly. Although he doesn't like his only son now, at the critical point when he is about to return to politics, it is very unfavorable for Yuo Mishima to make something happen to him.

I thought he was stupid and would be less capable of getting into trouble. I didn't expect something to happen again. It seems that next time, he will have to be locked up in order to be truly reassured.

While Akira Mishima was silently thinking, the servant next to him suggested, "Do you need to notify the police?"

"Notify the police!" Akira Mishima glared back at the servant who usually behaved well, "No notice. Thinking he's stupid, he can't run far. Just look around. ”

The servant was sincere, "My lord, we really found all the places we should be looking for, and we even got two police dogs from the security company." Didn't find it either!"

"Call me Mage!" Mishima Akira emphasized again, and then said nonchalantly, "If you lose it, you will lose it!" Pay attention to the confidentiality of the news, and never let outsiders know! Especially people in the media, do you know?"

The servant nodded, but he still couldn't bear it, "But the young master is ......."

Akira Mishima, "Just look for it quietly! Don't let outsiders know." Don't worry, it's okay!"

After Mishima finished speaking, he waved his hand and motioned for his servant to go down, indicating that he was no longer willing to talk about this matter.

This is a secluded villa of the Mishima family. Although the name of the owner of the villa is not Akira Mishima, the real users are actually Akira Mishima's family. Due to its seclusion, there are no buildings or residents in the vicinity of the villa. And the whole villa is also fully soundproofed.

So although it is a very quiet villa outside, in fact, the noisy and noisy music inside is playing chaotically.

On the carpet in the hall of the villa, three obscene guys, like thin ghosts crawling out of hell, gathered together to suck the white pink jasmine on the glass coffee table in the center.

"It's been three months!It's been three months!It's been three months!" Yuo Mishima, who was naked, suddenly stood up with red eyes, "I can't attract fans, I can't drink, I can't play with women! I became a fool, and I was abandoned by society and family."

"Who's who!!!!" Mishima yelled, "who caused all this?"

"Izumi Seiji!"

Next to the coffee table and on the carpet, Katakura Yoji and Kazuha Kenei, who are among the bullies of the trio of high school students, shouted loudly.

The three teenagers, who seem to have returned to normal, seem to be stuck in some unknown memory.

Yuo Mishima walked on the fiery red carpet on the ground like sleepwalking, put his hands in front of him, and said softly as if hugging lovers, "How powerful was the former Tachibana Mishima trio, no one dared to lightly challenge our authority, we can go to school to attract fans, drink, don't do homework, rob, and play with women, who dares to say a word?"

Yuo Mishima suddenly shouted loudly, "Now, now, what do you see now? No one respects us anymore, we have to be careful with everyone, yes, all of them, polite! We have to be disciplined! We have to clean the stairs, corridors, and even, even toilets for the whole school! Who caused all this, all this, all this!?"

"Izumi Seiji!" Katakura yelled loudly.

"Izumi Seiji!" "Kazumi Kazuha jumped up, waved his fist, and shouted loudly, "Izumi Seiji, I'm going to kill you!

Yuo Mishima walked over gently, hugged Kazuha Kazuha with both hands, and kissed his head, "Kazaha! Yes, I have felt your anger, your hatred, your madness. But that's not enough! It's not enough!"

Yuo Mishima roared loudly, "We're going to discredit him from today onwards, right?"

"Yes!"

Yuo Mishima yelled loudly, "We're going to tell him to live better than die from today onwards, right?"

"Yes!"

A huge secret cabinet was violently pulled open by Mishima Yuo, and a dense bundle of bombs appeared in front of the three of them.

Yuo Mishima said proudly, "Look what I have prepared......? These are very, very high-end goods. What do you think of when you put it all together? Brothers, tell me, what do you think of?"

Katakura jumped up excitedly, "I know! I know!"

Yuo Mishima hugged his brain affectionately, "What do you think of? Tell me, my brother!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Yuo Mishima, "Yes, explode! We want to tell everyone who offends us what will happen if we offend us! This is just the beginning!"

With majestic steps, Yuo Mishima walked step by step to the middle of countless explosives, "Brothers, get excited! The moment of history is coming!"

Roar, roar, roar!

The other two followed behind Yuo Mishima and roared wildly!

"I'm such a criminal genius!" Mishima sighed softly, turning around and looking tenderly at the room full of explosives, mentally infatuated.

September 26th, it was a great day. On this day one hundred and thirty-five years ago, Tachibana Hideda, a famous educator in Zangma Prefecture, established a junior high school affiliated to the former Tibetan Horse National Standard College, which is now Tachibana High School. In this 135-year history, Tachibana High School has experienced grass construction, name change, barrenness, war, hardship, and current rapid development. It can be said that the history of Tachibana High School has witnessed the history of the Toryukyu Kingdom to a certain extent. It is the school festival of Tachibana High School.

But for the vast group of students who have been eagerly looking forward to it for nearly half a month, especially for the male group among them. In such a warm spring-like season, countless beautiful and youthful girls in the school festival will come to this festival in a variety of costumes. To put it simply, on this beautiful day, there will be countless beautiful girls wearing the most beautiful clothes, showing their beautiful appearance, figure and big white legs to the majority of boys.

What a thrill, a joy, a thrill!

The only difference is that in previous years, Du Fair was generally the group of people who drooled among the onlookers, but now Du Fair needs to stand in the phalanx of the mystery novel club, wearing an exaggerated cartoon detective costume, and playing Kudo Shinichi in "Detective Shinichi". The phalanx of the mystery novel club is the protagonist of a group of mystery novels, including detectives, beautiful women, and villains. The phalanx of the art club made something similar to a picture frame and wore it on the body, and then dressed up as a different moving world famous painting. Very creative! Very amazing! The only thing that is a pity is that there is no such sparsely dressed famous painting performance as "Spring Girl Holding Beauty Pottery".

There are a lot of clubs that participate in the school festival.,There are also a lot of people with their own characteristics.。 For example, in the animation club, several anime girls who looked very outstanding, when they inquired, they were all dressed as boys! It was so infuriating! In vain, Du Pingping and other boys were attracted by the dazzling big white legs, and they wanted to run over to get people's names and phone numbers.

But the most striking thing is the Latin Maiden Drum Band at the front of the many squares. A group of young girls in Latin skirts play and perform traditional drum music to the rhythm and pace of Latin dance. It's really cute and beautiful, beautiful and thighs coexist. Du Ping's group of adolescent boys even abandoned their phalanx and ran to watch the performance of the Latin Maiden Drum Band before returning to their original phalanx.

Everyone was still discussing with laughter and laughter, and suddenly a proud, lonely boy next to him, "Boring!"

Du Ping looked up, and Nao Shiki, who was next to the phalanx of the Mathematics Society, was looking at him contemptuously, and he did not shy away from showing that it was he who made the voice just now.

Du Ping was immediately inexplicable, and he didn't know why this scholarly man kept looking at himself unpleasantly. But considering his great plan to improve his high school math level, Du Pingping decided that he was a big adult and forgave him. But the work of strengthening the friendship with the top student should be on the daily plan soon.

There are twenty or thirty popular squares of various clubs, and they are freely disbanded after a circle around the school after being welcomed by students, parents, and alumni. The flow of people is broken down, and finally grouped into a color tent or stage of different sizes and styles set up by a community organization. These tents and stages are stretched out all over the campus, either tightly or loosely.

Among all the club programs, the most popular among boys is, of course, the two open-air stages set up by the dance club and the pop song club, and countless crazy boys have been waiting anxiously below. And a mystery style coffee shop like the Mystery Novel Club has been sitting stupidly since it opened for business.

It seems that it has long been adapted to the lonely and indisputable style.,After the members here got together to complete this year's club school festival group photo,One by one, they have already prepared the mystery novels.,Otaku style to read separately.。 This made Du Ping, who was not prepared for this, lonely and speechless for a while, and kept thinking about whether to run to a computer game club that is not far away and seemed to be much more popular than here to play a game, or secretly run out to watch the beautiful women of the dance club perform is also a very good suggestion. There are several high-quality beauties with nine heads in there.

Think of the beautiful woman in a dance dress and the scene of a beautiful performance. Du Pingping felt like he was about to drool.

Just sneak out for a while!

When Du Pingping was about to ask the president for leave, a girl in school uniform walked into this lonely and lonely coffee shop.

Everyone was stunned as if they weren't prepared. A few minutes later, a female member with black-rimmed glasses who was acting as a waitress walked over and asked suspiciously, "Are you in the wrong place?"

Du Ping immediately fainted. This is as if it is the rhythm of driving away guests?

But apparently the girl didn't go to the wrong place, and after standing at the door and looking around, she walked straight in the direction of Du Ping.

When Du Pingping saw the situation of the visitor clearly, he was immediately extremely sad and regretted that he did not ask for leave a few minutes earlier to go to see the beauty. But now it looks like there is no escape.

The person who came was Aiko Imamiya, a classmate of Du Ping, and her current name is Tomorrow Flower Snow.

Aiko Imamiya sat opposite Du Fair with a blank face, "You used to be here." ”

Du Pingping tried his best to show a sincere smile, "Haha...... Ha ha...... , Tomorrow flowers, what a coincidence!"

The black-rimmed glasses female member who followed Aiko Imamiya came over, and saw that Aiko Imamiya was coming to find Du Fair. There was no problem with Aiko Imamiya's opinion, so she took a cup of pure black coffee directly from the front desk of the coffee shop and put it on the table in front of Aiko Imamiya. Then I walked back to the place where I had been reading, and picked up the book I had been reading intently.

The Mystery Novel Club is also a serious unqualified performance even if it opens a coffee shop! Du Pingping began to suspect that the fundamental purpose of the Mystery Novel Club is not why the school festival, but just to find a place where everyone can get together and read novels for a day?

Du Ping watched the female member leave, but Aiko Imamiya went straight to the point, "I'm here specifically to find you." ”

Du Fair, "Haha...... Ha ha...... What do you have to do with me?"

Aiko Imamiya, "I have a very uncomfortable feeling. It's like...... Once we were ambushed by government forces, and my father and I almost died. ”

"You're kidding!"

Aiko Imamiya, "I'm not kidding. ”

"What did you find?"

Aiko Imamiya, "Nothing. ”

"Is it just a feeling?"

Aiko Imamiya gave Du Fair a deep look, "I believe in my feelings. In fact, my senses have always been accurate. That's why I've been alive until now. ”

Du Ping's expression became serious. Although it is not scientific, the real thing is that people who are often on the verge of life and death are generally very sensitive to the sense of crisis.

"Can you elaborate on that?" ”

Aiko Imamiya, "Say what?"

Du Fair, "What is the place, the situation, the thing that makes you feel uncomfortable"

On the roof of a seven-story apartment building not far from the campus of Tachibana High School, three pairs of hateful eyes are staring hatefully at the increasingly lively school yard here. It was the Mishima trio who disappeared from Mishima's house and the hospital.

A somewhat confused voice, "Male man, are we really going to do this?"

A pair of red eyes turned to look at the person who spoke up, "Right time, do you have any opinions?"

"It's not...... It's just that...... If we do this, we will not be able to gain a foothold in Tibetan horses in the future. ”

Yuo Mishima let out a god-like laugh, "Hey, hey, hey...... You're saying we don't have a future, right? But do we have a future now?"

Yuo Mishima's gaze turned to the red-haired Kenkai Kazuha on the side, "Keni, what do you mean?"

Kenkai Kazuha immediately let out a sane laugh, "Haha...... Ha ha...... Why not! I can already smell the excitement, and even if God comes, it can't stop me!

Yuo Mishima retracted his gaze with satisfaction, put it on the already cowardly person in front of him, and whispered, "If you don't want to participate, please tell me directly, we are best friends, how can I blame you, right?"

Katakura stroked his head on the right time, "Oo, I don't feel right there." You make me think, you make me think. It's like something isn't like this......"

Katakura's right thought that Yuo Mishima had already turned around and came behind him. A carpentry knife, the decorator's favorite, went around from the back to the front, and in one fell swoop, it broke through Katakura's neck on the right side. The blood was projected like a ribbon, sliding a curve across the sky, and then disappearing quickly. The body fell to the ground weakly, and the exposed, disconnected trachea made a whirring sound.

Yuo Mishima rubbed his cheek lightly, "How could I blame you! We are best friends, brothers! How can you not stay and admire when I am about to do the greatest work of my life?

Roar...... Roar...... Roar......

"Boss, my blood and my heart are too excited to stand it, let it start! I'm so excited! I'm so excited! I want it to start! Quick! Quick!"

Mishima Yuta stepped forward with a smile, put his arms around Kazuha Kenii's head, kissed his forehead, and said softly, "I know! I know! I know! Don't worry! Only the more people, the more gorgeous the flowers......!