Chapter 37 Party

Spencer Albert is very troubled today.

The birthday party for my daughter was already scheduled, but after receiving an order from the chairman of the Council of Sages last night, I temporarily invited a certain writer, but...

"I have been receiving these greetings one after another since the morning. I see, the Minister of Literature, the Minister of Foreign Affairs, and even the Prime Minister of the State Council want to come to Yingli's birthday party..." said Ai Bert's wife, Sayuri Sawamura.

Purple hair tied into double ponytails, purple eyes and beautiful facial features, white porcelain skin, red and white striped kimono printed with chrysanthemums, and orange ribbons tied around the waist. A very mature and beautiful woman, but now her forehead is covered with blue veins and her face is gloomy.

"Originally, I just wanted to invite friends and simply celebrate Yingri's birthday. What should I do now? In order to meet these high-class people, the party must be luxurious..."

"What should I do with my Lelouch's limited-edition and other skills? If this expenditure continues, the budget will definitely be in deficit this month, and I'm afraid I can't even afford Liudaozong's life-size pillow."

Sawamura Sayuri stood on tiptoe and kept hitting Albert's head with a paper fan, frantically venting her dissatisfaction.

"What can I do? I'm also very desperate. Asuna's limited-edition figure has just paid the deposit, and the final payment is probably not enough. What should I do?" The tall and strong Albert issued a dissatisfaction. Appearance screams.

After half a sound.

Swish! The sound of the paper fan being opened, Sawamura Sayuri covered her dark face with the fan, and said in a gloomy tone. "There's no way, dear, where is Yingri, move it a little bit, it's her birthday party after all..."

Albert fell into contemplation, but the temptation of Asuna's figure was too strong. After only a second of contemplation, Albert made a decision. "Just do it!"

What the couple is talking about is the money their daughter Sawamura Spencer Eiri has entrusted to them to run, the sale of doujinshi.

The funds earned by Yingri's many years of gondo creations under the pseudonym 'Kashiwagi Yingri' after the sale of the gondo doujinshi at various doujinshi festivals. The funds are currently under the temporary jurisdiction of the husband and wife on behalf of Yingli. Originally He planned to hand over his private property to Ying Riri after his marriage, and now the time has come to use it.

The music suddenly sounded, and Albert answered the phone with a puzzled look and started talking to the other party.

"Okay, Mr. Pete, I see. Don't worry, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Albert immediately hugged Sayuri Sawamura in an elated manner and laughed wildly. "Hahaha, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs has just notified that it is solely responsible for the arrangement. The venue and funds have been contracted by a Yamato consortium, and a lot of favors have been sold. It seems that next year's competition for Ambassador Extraordinary and Plenipotentiary has some hope."

After listening to Albert's words, Sawamura Sayuri frowned slightly and looked at Albert suspiciously. "Who is the writer you invited earlier?"

Albert's face changed instantly, his expression was extremely serious, and he pointed to the ceiling to the puzzled Sayuri Sawamura and said softly. "It's estimated to be the top seven related people, or... simply one of them."

Sawamura Sayuri's pupils shrank slightly and she lost her voice. "King Rakshasa?...Why would such a person accept Yingri's birthday party invitation? Could it be that he wants to accept a concubine??"

With a bitter expression on his face, Albert squatted down and covered his face. "Don't talk about it, don't bring it up."

Sawamura Sayuri hurriedly wrapped her arms around Albert's neck and patted his back lightly. "Don't think about it too much, maybe it's not that bad... just keep an eye on it."

After half a sound...

Albert patted his cheek lightly and said with a frenzy. "The most important thing right now is Eiri's dress. Sure enough, let's wear the uniform of the Knights of the Blood Alliance."

Gala! Albert's neck was twisted out of a strange angle, and fell to the ground with a snap, Sayuri Sawamura clapped her hands lightly and said softly. "A fancy princess dress is enough. Wearing CosPlay clothes for this kind of party is too unsightly."

At 7:00 pm, head to the expressway of Mount Fuji Resort.

A black modified Toyota dashed 120 yards down the road.

With a look of discomfort on his face, Yu opened his suit and tie. At this time, he was wearing a black handmade suit and black trousers, dressed as a social elite. However, as the tie faded and the front of the shirt was opened, the style of painting changed abruptly, becoming a domineering president style.

"Damn, I knew I shouldn't have had the banquet. I ran to get an invitation, but I was pulled to sign it. I've signed it now.

"Yes!" From the driver's seat in front, there was a response from Touma Amakasu, and the speed of the car suddenly increased to 150 yards.

It was only ten minutes before Yu stood at the gate of the hotel. At this moment, he looked at the hotel building in front of him with a dazed expression and expressed emotion. "It's like a thermometer!"

At this time, Amakusa Touma walked up to Yuu's **** and bowed. "Your Majesty, please come this way."

After tidying up her suit a little, Yuu followed in the footsteps of Touma Amakasu.

One of the most upscale hotel lobby in Mount Fuji Resort.

A blond girl with two ponytails sat in a corner dissatisfied, watching the crowd who were socializing.

Petite ~ small, with playful and lovely double ponytails, shiny blond hair like a handicraft, delicate and harmonious face dotted with a pair of clear blue eyes, from the snow-white Lolita-style foreign Underneath the skirt, the skin as smooth as white porcelain could be seen faintly.

Sawamura Spencer Eili, 15 years old, a first-year student at Toyonozaki Academy, has superb painting skills, but is good at poor eroge painting, in private under the pseudonym 'Kashiwagi Eri' He is active in various doujinshi festivals as a popular eroge artist.

As the beloved daughter of Spencer Albert and Sayuri Sawamura, she is the centerpiece of this birthday party, but...

Eiri pouted and looked at the party hall with a dissatisfied face. Originally, when she held the party, she deliberately emphasized that it was enough to invite only close friends and close friends, but in a blink of an eye, it became a social meeting for celebrities, so that's fine. young girl! ! !

There is not a single male of the same age, all of them are led by their parents, with cute, queen, and royal sisters all kinds of unique girls gathered together, this birthday party will be a big and all. The daughters of socialites of the right age have been wiped out.

In addition, Ying Lili also noticed that the older people have been peeking at the door from time to time. If it is just an individual, she may not be able to find it, but basically everyone has such a behavior, and the idiot knows that something is wrong.

The super-popular erogeist Eri Kashiwagi had the weirdest birthday party of his life today.

Just as Ying Lili was sighing, the door opened and two men walked in.

Among them, a 16-year-old silver-haired boy walking in front looked around the crowd and frowned when he saw many beautiful girls among them.

"There are too many irrelevant people, and they are all driven out.

Chapter 38 Are you interested in me?

Yu followed behind Amakasu Touma, walked through the magnificent hall, and after two turns, came to a nanmu wooden gate, the style of the gate was similar to the wooden door that appeared in the middle of Conan's reasoning.

It was because he saw this door that Yucai stood outside the door, looking at the wooden door with a twitching mouth. Shouldn't there be a murder scene in there?

Seeing the presence of Amakusa Touma and Yuu, the waiter standing at the door quickly pressed a button on the remote control in his hand. The door slowly opened under the action of the machine, and light came out from the door.

Yu frowned, looking unhappy at the so-called high-society crowd in front of them, wearing all kinds of luxurious dresses, although more than half of the crowd were young and beautiful girls, and almost all of them were under the influence of modern cosmetics. The members are all at the level of one-in-a-million, or even one-in-100,000 beauty.

But seeing this scene, how could you not know the thoughts of the crowd present. He came to attend the birthday party, to meet the legendary Mr. Kashiwagi Eri, not to choose a concubine...

"Gan Kao, there are too many irrelevant people, and they are all driven out."

"Hey!" Touma Amakusa nodded in response, turned around, looked at the crowd, lightly choked his throat, used a spell to channel the voice into everyone's ears, and said loudly. "Your Majesty needs to attend a birthday party, please let the unrelated people go."

There were bursts of commotion in the crowd, with disdainful laughter and sarcasm one after another, but the voices were basically the voices of those beautiful girls. The older people kept their mouths tightly shut and looked with a slightly panicked expression on their faces. The silver-haired boy in front of him.

"What, why did he chase people?"

"Whose son is this man? So domineering?"

"Too wild, isn't it? Almost the entire upper class is present."

Hearing these sarcastic voices, Yu's face turned down, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes showed a hint of gloom.

Everyone present seemed to be in the middle of the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, the noise disappeared suddenly, and their fearful gazes focused on the silver-haired boy in front of him.

At this time, the elderly and middle-aged people in the crowd were all looking for their relatives. Before they came, they used various means to get the wind from the four families in Beijing. The young man in front of them was I have guessed what kind of character, so I came here with a young girl of the right age at home, naturally intending to try my luck.