Half an hour later, Naoto Hara and Natsuko Yamamoto bid farewell at the entrance of the coffee shop. Both of them had smiles on their faces, and they were obviously satisfied with today's meeting.

Naoto Hara felt that today was quite smooth because during this period, he and Natsuko Yamamoto had signed a rental contract again. Natsuko Yamamoto became the first among his tenants to pay rent weekly. No matter how happy Kexue World's timeline jumped in the future, it would not affect his rent collection.

Yamamoto Natsuko was also very happy. Although Shibata Mika had not returned all the debt to her, she also paid back part of it, which was an unexpected surprise for her.

"By the way, landlord Sang, I would like to ask, can the handwriting identification be really visible with the naked eye? With this money, I seem to be able to hold on for a while. The mystery manga is very popular now. I am going to reopen a mystery manga, but I don't know much about these." Yamamoto Natsuko looked at Naoto Hara worriedly.

"To be honest, except for the writing time difference of more than half a year, the general situation is really not obvious, even if it is sent to a special institution. As for what I said before, I was just fooling Shibata Mika, she didn't understand anyway." Naoto Hara smiled wickedly on his face. Although he was a relative, the relative was not a derogatory term at some point. At least he helped Yamamoto Natsuko recover some of the debt.

"Focus? Is it also fake about the Osaka Prefecture Police Minister, and the police inspector Heidaki is your uncle? Is it not good to pretend to be a relative of a senior police officer?" Yamamoto Natsuko was a little surprised and worried.

Naoto Hara waved his hand indifferently and said, "No, Hattori Heidaki is really my uncle, and he is indeed a senior police officer. By the way, if you really want to find some reasoning information, I can make a move."

Yamamoto Natsuko was a little moved. She showed a sweet smile and said, "Then I'll trouble the landlord San. Actually, I'm going to use the landlord San as the prototype to create a detective."

Naoto Hara pointed at himself and said in surprise: "Am I? But I am not a detective, I am just an ordinary high school student, well, at most I have the identity of a landlord."

Yamamoto Natsuko covered her mouth and smiled: "But it is really rare for boys as handsome and interesting as you, the landlord San. I have a little more confidence in my new comics."

Since others were so serious about treating themselves as the protagonist of the comic, Naoto Hara could only accept it half-super, but he still asked unwillingly, "To be honest, there are many well-known high school students and detectives. What if the high school students are changed to primary school students?"

Yamamoto Naoko gave Naoto a blank look and said seriously: "Landkeeper Sang, are you kidding? A primary school student detective? This is completely impossible. Although I am a cartoonist, I can't make up."

Facing the serious Natsuko Yamamoto, Naoto Hara had to give in. He could only ask: "Miss Yamamoto, if someone asks you about the prototype of the protagonist in the comics in the future, don't mention me casually, I'm afraid of trouble."

Yamamoto Natsuko repeatedly promised that she would never disclose Naoto's private information until Naoto agreed.

Naoto Hara could only believe Yamamoto’s promise, but to be honest, he was not optimistic about Yamamoto’s Naoko. He wasted several years of time in Osaka and had not been able to make a name for himself. It would be better to change a job.

After saying goodbye to Yamamoto Naoko, Naoto Hara didn't plan to go back directly. He has been in Osaka for a while, but the places he went to most are nearby supermarkets and convenience stores. It's rare to go out today, so it's better to take a walk and relax.

When Naoto Hara realized it, he had already walked to a near a school (fortunately it was not the school where the original owner was studying). He himself didn't know why he walked to this place. Just as he was about to leave, he happened to see a boy in a high school uniform climbing out of the wall and landing not far from him.

Seeing Naoto Hara, the boy scratched his squat embarrassedly. There was a three-point shyness and panic on his ordinary face. The rest was actually a surprise. He said excitedly: "Classmate Hara, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Now it was Naoto Hara's turn to be surprised. He was very sure that this school was not the school where the original owner went to, and with the original owner's personality, he probably wouldn't know students from other schools, so who are you? Naoto Hara's thoughts and asked this way.

The boy hammered his palm in annoyance and said, "Oh, sorry, classmate, I haven't introduced myself yet. I am Yosuke Oki and I am studying in the second grade of Qingtian University. We really don't know you, but I have admired you for a long time."

"Admiration?"

Naoto Hara silently took two steps back, and looked at Oki Yosuke with his eyes in his eyes. This Oki classmate should be able to easily climb over the wall, and his physical fitness should be good, but he is just a weak chicken. Is such a short distance enough?

Oki Yosuke took two steps forward, grabbed his hand in Naoto's awkward and disgusting eyes, and said excitedly: "Classmate Hara, you are my idol."

When Naoto, who was about to break free, heard that the other party was his fan, he felt happy. Confidant, and finally someone saw that he was outstanding.

Yosuke Oki continued: "Classmate, although you have not participated in any official competition, I know you are a master. If you take action this time, you will definitely win the first place in the game competition held in Mantian."

Heaven?

Game competition?

Naoto Hara thought of the game full of cabinets in the original owner's room, and then recalled some things in his memory. He understood the identity of the original owner, the step-parents died. In addition to the landlord with more than a dozen houses, there was also an expert in the game. However, he was an old salt fish and could play hammer games? How could he pretend to be a game master who is well-known in the high school player circle in Osaka?

So Naoto Hara quietly broke free from Oki Yosuke's hand and said seriously: "Oki, we are still students. Students should focus on their studies. I have quit playing games, and I hope you can also return to the road, after all, time doesn't wait for anyone."

In the future, you will have decades to slowly experience the wonderful high school career.

Yosuke Oki was so surprised that he didn't know what to say. Classmate Heritage, are you serious? Are you still qualified to say to me when you are strolling outside at this time?

Of course, Naoto Hara guessed Yosuke Oki's idea, but it was obvious that it was too difficult to pretend to be a game expert in a short period of time. He couldn't do it even if he didn't want to do it, so he could only become what he once hated the most. He tried hard to persuade Yosuke Oki to study hard, improve every day, and strive to become a pillar of the island country as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!