Chapter 58 - Come back Home

Kazuya had no choice but to follow him. He could only stand on the roadside and watch the car leave. Finally, he shook his head and walked to the apartment.

Naotaka wanted to take over this matter. No matter what he thought, it was considered a kindness. Kazuya couldn't stop it and could only let him go. It was like having to accept this favor.

He used to run a dojo and was a doctor, but now he worked as a chief. He could make friends with both gangs and the police. However, he was very smooth and sophisticated in his actions and words, which makes people very fond of him.

Thinking about his worries all the way, he went to the 24-hour convenience store to buy some anti-inflammatory and blood-stasis medicines, and then went directly back to the apartment. After unlocking the door, he found that the door could not be opened. There was an anti-theft chain inside, and Toratoro had just slipped through the crack in the door. It stretched out its dog's head and barked softly, and Yoko came out quickly. She quickly opened the door for him happily.

"Onisan, are you okay?" As soon as Kazuya entered the door before he could take off his shoes, Yoko pulled and on his sleeves asked nervously.

"It's okay for now. I told you not to worry, Yoko, don't be so nervous."

Yoko still didn't let go of his sleeves, and said excitedly: "That's good, that's good..." She calmed down, and she was really relieved to see Kazuya back safely and asked with concern: "Has Onisan eaten?"

Her look of fearing that he was being abused made Kazuya feel warm in his heart. He raised his hand and rub her little head, "I have eaten. The police station will take care of the food. what about you?" "

Yoko said slightly embarrassed: "Not yet. There is food at home, but I didn't bother to get it...Onisan, wait for me for a moment." After saying that, she ran out and rushed to her home, and Toratoro raised it head, smiled at Kazuya, and still chased after Yoko. The second owner was so scary for he being covered in blood, while the first owner was cuter for she being fragrant.

Kazuya stood at the door, listened attentively and found that Yoko had not made any noise even after returning to her home. It was estimated that her mother was not at home. He went into the bathroom on his own to take this opportunity to change the bloody clothes and clean himself up.

It was just that the two families were too close. He just took off his shirt and Yoko ran back with a bento box. After entering the door, she closed the door tightly first, locked the door and hung up the security guard chain.

Kazuya was speechless for a while. Aren't you afraid that I will suddenly become lustful and you will have nowhere to run?

Usually whenever Yoko was here, he tried to keep the door ajar, but now Yoko didn't care anymore. He can't just say "Yoko, keep the door open, we have to avoid suspicion." He could only change clothes quickly.

Yoko turned around and saw Kazuya changing clothes there. She was also very embarrassed, so she quickly lowered her head and went into the bathroom. Kazuya stopped her: "Yoko, I bought you some medicine, take it and apply it on your face."

Yoko was stunned for a moment, then went over to pick up the medicine and looked at it and felt a little heartwarming. Unexpectedly, Kazuya didn't forget to buy her medicine when he came out of the police station: "Thank you, Onisan."

She blamed herself even more, feeling that she had caused many troubles to Kazuya, but there was nothing she could do to help him. She could only repay him with a light and weightless "thank you".

She went to the bathroom with a touch of shame. Kazuya didn't pay attention to her reaction. After changing clothes, he lifted up a tatami and took out the money he had saved. He counted out part of it and put it back. He thought in his mind about what to buy Naotaka tomorrow. Naotaka obviously liked wine, but his body looked very weak. What if something goes wrong after drinking this wine?

Sending wine is definitely not possible, so what should he give? He was not familiar with this place. But he definitely have to give it as a gift. He pondered there for a while with no clue, and planned to go to school tomorrow to ask Shin. As for Yuma, forget it, that guy's answer would definitely be unreliable.

By this time, Yoko had already applied the medicine on her face. She asked softly, "Onisan, have you changed your clothes?"

"Ah, I changed." Kazuya replied quickly, and Yoko came out. Seeing that Kazuya was also packing the clothes he had just changed, she quickly lowered her head and went to help, while Kazuya stopped her. "I'll do it myself. You hurry up and eat!"

It's almost nine o'clock in the evening now, and it's long past time to eat.

Yoko wanted to help, but she couldn't compete with Kazuya. She was pulled away by Kazuya in a blink of an eye. She could only go over and open the bento box with a slight disappointment, while Toratoro smelled the smell came. It was also hungry, so Yoko went to find its special rice bowl and gave it some rice.

Kazuya glanced at Toratoro without saying anything, and went to the bathroom to soak his clothes in cold water. Blood-stained clothes cannot be soaked in warm water. Blood stains are protein stains and heat will cause the protein to denature and penetrate into the fibers of the clothing, causing the clothing will be ruined. To remove blood stains, it needs to soak it in cold water for a period of time and then rub it repeatedly with enzymatic laundry powder.

He left it alone for the time being and went out of the bathroom. He glanced at Yoko's food and found that it was very simple. It was basically all white rice, with a big salted plum in the middle and some black and gray umeboshi around it. He really coulldn't even see any oily smell.

Yoko noticed his gaze, smiled sweetly at him, "Onisan, this is the rice I cooked. I cook a big pot of rice every morning. Do you want to try it?" Although the food was very shabby, But now that she was familiar with Kazuya, she didn't feel particularly embarrassed.

Kazuya pondered for a moment, but he was not ready to go out to buy some meat or anything. It was impossible for him to adopt Yoko and watch her eat every day. He could only rub her head. "No, you and Toratoro eat it."

Yoko ate this every day and was used to it. Since she was really hungry, she ate it very sweetly. Toratoro, a silly dog, just ate as much as it could without being picky at all and ate very happily.

Kazuya sat aside with a smile and looked at them. As soon as he picked up the book, he heard the phone ringing. When he picked it up, he heard it was Naotaka. He only heard him say gently: "Matsuoka, I have talked a lot with Kameda. He is very reasonable and has fully realized his mistakes. He is willing to reconcile unconditionally, and voluntarily gives up the demands."

What Naotaka spoke like the process was easy, but Kazuya was not a fool. He knew that Jiro Kameda and his group were so easy to talk to because Naotaka asked his gangster friends to come forward. These street bulliers may dare to act rogue in front of the police, but they dare not act rogue in front of the local gangs. The gangs will not talk to them about personal protection laws and regulations.

It is estimated that Naotaka brought some famous guys from the local gang to sit in front of Kameda Family and those people were basically destined to become cowards.

Naotaka was really reliable in what he does. Otherwise, he might have to go to court to fight. Although the chance of losing the case is extremely low, it will waste his time and energy. Kazuya thanked him seriously: "I really appreciate your effort, Mr. Sakura."

"Don't be so polite, Matsuoka. I just said a few words and didn't take much time. Okay, please have a good rest. Don't worry. This matter is over."

"Thanks again!"

"That's it for now, Matsuoka, remember to come to the shop early tomorrow."

"I see."

Kazuya closed the phone and sighed in his heart. He and Naotaka just met by chance, but Naotaka was able to do this. No wonder he was able to make so many friends from all walks of life. He felt that he was very compatible with this person and thought that he would learn from Naotaka in the future, carry forward the spirit of being kind to others, and make more friends for mutual benefit.

Because of this matter, if Naotaka asked him about something in the future, as long as it did not violate the bottom line of principle, he felt that he would probably help. More friends, more paths; More enemies, more blocks. The words very ordinary without modification, but the truth is very correct!