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Chapter 642 Ireland: Shameful, so utterly shameful.........

Hearing Makoto Kyogoku's words, Lin Jiayou raised an eyebrow slightly and glanced at him.

Unexpectedly, this kid actually knows a little about medicine.

Well, thinking about it, it makes sense. Someone like Makoto Kyogoku, who has practiced martial arts since childhood, must have suffered countless injuries.

If he didn't understand anything at all, he probably wouldn't be alive today...

However, just to be on the safe side, Lin Chia-yu personally checked Ireland's injuries.

Makoto Kyogoku waited quietly to the side.

"Hmm, it's alright,"

Lin Jiayou nodded, agreeing with Kyogoku Makoto's statement.

"It's not a big problem."

"Then let's take Mr. Ireland back first,"

Kyogoku Makoto looked at Hayashi Kayo and made a suggestion.

Lin Jiayou glanced at him.

"Aren't you going to give it a try with me?"

"No, no, thank you."

Kyogoku Makoto scratched his head sheepishly and said...

"Of course I would also like to exchange ideas with you, Mr. Lin."

“However, Mr. Ireland was injured while sparring with me, and it’s not good to leave him alone now.”

"Yeah, too."

Lin Jiayou nodded slightly.

This kid is as simple and honest as ever.

Even though injuries are inevitable in sparring, he still maintained goodwill towards Ireland, which is quite admirable.

So, Lin Jiayou and Kyogoku Makoto tidied up Ireland's suit and shirt, and Kyogoku Makoto carried him on his back, ending the sparring session rather hastily and heading home.

Since he had arrived in an Irish car and then fainted, Lin Jiayou had no choice but to take the keys out of his pocket and drive him and Kyogoku Makoto back himself.

On the way, Ireland finally slowly awoke...

"Where am I...?"

He struggled to open his eyes, looking around in confusion.

This looks like I'm in my own car?

Wait a minute, I was sparring with Makoto Kyogoku, how did I end up back in the car...?

Oh, he remembered now, he seemed to have been knocked unconscious by Makoto Kyogoku...

"woke up?"

Lin Jiayou glanced at Ireland and asked casually.

Ireland looked embarrassed and nodded silently.

Makoto Kyogoku, who was in the back row, saw that Ireland had regained consciousness and quickly apologized to him.

"Excuse me, Mr. Ireland, I..."

"It's alright, it's alright,"

Ireland forced an awkward smile.

"In friendly sparring, some injuries are inevitable."

"Besides, Kyogoku, you're so strong. I'm just not as skilled as you, so I can't blame you for it..."

"I.............."

Kyogoku Makoto wanted to say something more, but he didn't know how to start.

As Ireland stated, injuries are inevitable in such sparring matches between martial artists.

If every injured person tries to extort money, then everyone should just stop fighting and go into seclusion all day long...

However, despite this, Makoto Kyogoku still felt that Ireland's injury was mainly due to his own experimentation with his newly developed martial arts techniques.

So, in the end, he added in a somber tone,

"I... I'll treat you to cake sometime..."

"Heh, hehe..."

Ireland's lips twitched, and he gave an awkward laugh.

Before long, the three drove back to the dessert shop.

However, Ireland didn't go in. Instead, he sped away in his luxury car.

Damn it, being outmatched and getting knocked out in one move is embarrassing enough.

To go in and flaunt his identity at this point would be utterly humiliating; Ireland, after all, has some sense of shame...

Damn it, it's all my father's fault for coming up with such a terrible idea.

He even claimed his skills were far superior to the national karate champion, but look what happened—he got instantly defeated in one move…

Sigh, whatever, I'll just take this opportunity to get my father to give up on trying to match me up with Miyano Akemi...

After Ireland left, Lin Jiayou and Shiho Miyano chatted with Akemi Miyano and Makoto Kyogoku at the dessert shop for a while before leaving in the afternoon.

The reason they didn't talk until the evening, according to Shirley, was that the dessert shop was such a good business, making a lot of money every day, and they didn't want to waste it on the two of them...

Although Miyano Akemi wanted to say it was okay, she couldn't help but let the two of them go back, considering that her sister was still her creditor.

..................................

One day later

early morning

It's still the weekend.

Well, I don't remember if this weekend is one day or two days, but it's definitely a weekend.

Lin Jiayou had just finished his morning exercise and was standing in the kitchen, preparing to cook noodles for Shirley, who was still in bed.

After returning from Akemi Miyano's place yesterday, the 'authentic Chongqing noodles seasoning' he obtained through special channels of the organization arrived.

I've been eating ramen every day and I'm getting a little tired of it, so today I'll give Sherry a change...

Just as Lin Jiayou was fiddling with the kitchen utensils, seemingly in a rush to cook noodles....

Jingle bell—jingle bell—

His phone, which he had left in the kitchen, rang.

Lin Jiayou glanced at the incoming call notification and frowned slightly.

Kimie Shimabukuro?

Why would my little apprentice call me so early in the morning?

Junhui wouldn't bother me with ordinary daily matters, unless it was about my studies.

But didn't I just send her to the Kurosawa Detective Agency to watch the shop for me...?

What did this talk about studies come from...?

Lin Jiayou, filled with doubt, answered the phone.

"Good morning, Junhui, what's up?"

"Good morning, Master!"

Although it was early in the morning, Kimie Shimabukuro's voice still sounded as energetic as ever.

"here.................."