42 | Bonding Fishing

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Tennis no Oujisama © Konomi Takeshi, Shuheisha, Inc

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Something had gone wrong recently. It was hard to say everything was normal with all things that were happening, not that he expected everything to be back to normal since Hikari's escapade weeks ago. Getting the call from frantic Kuniharu about Hikari being admitted to the hospital due to a heart attack gave him a heart attack as well. Fortunately, it wasn't something serious. She was recovering and he was grateful for that.

That wasn't the end of it though.

Deiwa Fishing Store had been his favourite destination since his hair was all brown. After having a small chit chat with his old friend and the owner, Daisuke, he went to the reel part. Kunikazu glanced at the glass reflection to see this young man in a green jacket checking the cork handle behind him. Deciding to buy this newest reel for Kunimitsu, he went to the cashier to purchase it along with several sets of lures. Behind him was a woman cladded in a light blue hoodie holding a lure.

"Thank you so much. Please come again!" The cashier politely bowed at him. Kunikazu reciprocated by raising his hand before leaving the store. What a lively day it was. The students were having their summer breaks and he could see the youth spirit brimming like sunlight as they spent it exercising with their peers; just like what his grandchildren did.

He took a day off this week, and he couldn't wait to spend it fishing with them ...

After he got rid of whomever people that had been trailing him this week.

Turning to the small aisle in between the small restaurants, he waited for his pursuers in the corner and immediately smacked the person's face with his elbow, taking out his pistol and pointing to the other one — the man with the green jacket and the woman in a blue hoodie he saw in the store, both seemed to be flabbergasted by his action. The one he was holding in his arm was the man.

"Sir, please ..." The woman raised both of her hands. The other two jumped from their hideouts. As he predicted; there were four of them. He looked straight into their eyes. No malice intent. Their stance didn't show that they were preparing to attack him. The woman seemed to be in charge and had a stun gun hidden on her back but she didn't pull that.

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