"Mumura, Mr. Muramatsu...is this...what's going on?"

Narita Hiro did not dare to confirm.

How can an old man who is over fifty years old and has gray hair call a young boy who is only twenty years old young master?

He made sure he didn't identify the wrong person.

Before coming to Tokyo, he confirmed it countless times.

The answer is definitely not.

Because he has no money, his current wife still refuses to let him go home... He has nothing to do, so he often wanders on the commercial street in Gifu Prefecture. Every time he wanders, he will see the big screen of the commercial complex.

.

A commercial building, a big screen showing advertisements day and night...

Staring at these buildings, this advertising screen, staring at the luxury shops and high-end restaurants in the commercial complex.

He felt in his heart that with the 40 million yen he had spent in the past, he could barely buy a quarter of the land for the shop in this building!

It costs 40 million to buy a piece of land. How much does it cost to cover it all?

Eighty million? One hundred million?!

How much does it cost to decorate? How much do the products inside cost?

How much money do celebrities who appear in commercials and become nationally famous earn in a year?

Every time he looked at the girls filming commercials on the screen, he was very envious. He was so lucky to have such a huge amount of wealth at such a young age.

Why can't I have it myself?

——This idea has been lingering on him for a long time, and his dreams at night are all sweet dreams that he can get rich again.

But every time I wake up in a cramped rental house, what I see and remember is always my wandering past of misery.

Lament, regret, complain...

He has to face these negative emotions every day, and he also has to plead with his wife every day to ask her to forgive him.

He couldn't stand this kind of life.

And these days changed until he passed by the commercial street and saw the girl on the screen.

...

In fact, he had seen advertisements about "Sakakihara Suzu" more than once.

Fried chicken, animation promotion, candy endorsement...

All of these are available.

Every time he wandered by and saw these advertisements, he vaguely felt that this girl looked familiar, but he couldn't tell how familiar she was.

This thought lingered around him... Out of "desperation", he began to look up the name of the girl on the advertisement and her information.

Sakakihara Suzu...Sakakihara Suzu...Sakakihara Suzu...

Why is her last name Sakakibara?

And while she has the same surname as her ex-wife, she is also called "Ling"...

He was ecstatic.

But until this point, Narita Hiroshi still didn't dare to confirm whether this was his daughter.

After reading countless issues of "Voice Actor Interviews" and looking through her Twitter account... finally, in a Twitter update from nearly a year ago, I saw a list of band members' names shared by Suzu Sakakihara.

In this list, he saw another name - Sakakihara Raku.

Ring...le...

Ring...le...

Not only are the two brothers and sisters, they are still two years apart!

Narita Hiroshi was now sure that it was the two of them!

He was so excited that he took off and immediately went to his wife to ask for some money. He collected the remaining living expenses, bought a plane ticket, and flew to Tokyo immediately.

...

After some searching, I finally found out where my daughter is now.

Finally I met her and also met A Le.

But... why does this old man, who looks like an executive of an entertainment company, call his son Young Master?

What kind of young master is he?

You still don’t know his identity?

The sky is blue, and the sun shines into the hall through the transparent glass curtain wall. Narita Hiroshi's slightly tired face was full of confusion.

Mr. Muramatsu just shook his head when facing this middle-aged man who looked suspicious.

"Mr. Muramatsu...?"

"Okay, if you have any questions, I'll answer them." Sakakihara Raku showed no expression.

"Ale, Mr. Muramatsu called you young master...what's going on? He's not Sony Entertainment's talker? Did this old guy lie to me?!"

Sakakihara Raku didn't care at all about his inappropriate title: "Mr. Muramatsu is indeed the talker here... I just happen to have a good relationship with him."

With some connections... you can get such a person to call you Master?

Narita Hiroshi looked uncertainly at the faces of the people in front of him.

What he cares about are the two twin girls behind A Le... Although they have excellent temperaments, they can be disguised.

It's very possible that he's a follower of this guy A Le or something.

The idols are all his little followers...then he is probably the one who lifted up his sister?

...Could it be that...Ale, this kid, is really prosperous?!

So the one who really makes a fortune is not his daughter, but his very obedient son!

When he thought of this, Narita Hiro couldn't hold himself back any longer.

It seems...it seems that this kid really needs to be coaxed.

Sakakihara read some of his expressions and said bluntly: "Okay, you don't need to think about it. No matter what the situation is now, Suzu and I have nothing to do with you. Whatever you want to do, just say it directly, no need

Guess with me here."

"Ale, are you...really a young master?"

"If you are talking about the relationship between Mr. Muramatsu and my current status, you can indeed say so."

"What is your mother doing now?"

"work."

"Has she been living...well after all these years?"

“It’s been fine in recent years.”

"Brother! Don't talk nonsense to that guy! Let the security kick him out!" Suzu Sakakihara bared her teeth and claws, not like an idol at all, "If you don't do it anymore... I'll kick him out!"

"Miss Sakakibara..."

If the security hadn't stopped her, she would have kicked that bastard immediately.

"well..."

When Narita Hiroshi saw his daughter who didn't understand him at all, he looked sighing and plaintive. Coupled with the deep bags under his eyes, he looked even more exhausted.

Sakakihara opened one eye slightly and looked at him, confirming that he was indeed the same person from the past: "What are you sighing for?"

"Ale, you don't know... I have lived... a miserable life over the years... Every time I want to go back to find you, I am afraid that you will think I have run away! You are extremely resentful of me!"

Sakakibara Raku: "Really?"

"Of course, there was a reason why I suddenly disappeared... You know the atmosphere in Shinjuku was not good back then. Every time I came out of the pachinko parlor, some guys would blackmail me for some money... Although it was very

It’s excessive, but it can also be regarded as protection money.”

"What are you talking about? Didn't you win 40 million by betting on horse racing?"

"What 40 million... Ah Le, do you really think... people who run racecourses have very clean hands and feet? You were young back then, and you didn't understand... The grand prize in horse racing always belongs to the organizer.

One of our own...and I returned the protection money I paid to their opponents. Even if I didn't want to, I would still be labeled as one from Shinjuku...In this case, if anyone else

If the boss knows that I won 40 million from them, can they let me go?

"Definitely not!

"All that money is just left here for me temporarily!"

Narita Hiro's expression suddenly turned bitter.

"Ale, you also know that we have been in Tokyo for so long, and we are still extremely poor... This 40 million is a huge sum of money for us! It can make our family happy for a lifetime. If I can take this money in a logical way,
To be continued...