Kikanshita Yuusha no Gojitsudan

Heathrow Airport in London.

We are here at Terminal 5, one of the world's leading international airports.

After a day of unwanted holidays and shopping for a few vintage motorcycles around London's bikers and buyers, we next visited Manchester.

The trip is a motorcycle as planned.

I'm sure it was warm for latitude, but still midwinter England is cold. Besides, I was quite comfortable with the occasional sudden cold rain. Furthermore, in Japan, there are convenience stores everywhere, not to mention main roads, so I have little trouble wanting to go to the bathroom, but there are few so-called convenience stores in the UK. As a result, there are extremely few stores with toilets that I think are open for free. Even so, it may be necessary to borrow keys from employees when using them exclusively for customers.

Public toilets are also mostly paid for on top of extremely few, and that is often as dirty as donning.

I ended up adding more for the gas station, but it didn't have to be refuelled again and again to make it very difficult.

Nevertheless, the deal in Manchester, the purchase of Thunderbird 6T, could be successfully concluded without any particular problems. Lightly enough to clap it out, given its softness in Italy.

This visit to the UK could be described as a great success if we could also combine the fact that several vintage motorcycles were available in London.

Good. Good. Yeah.

... These days we are reporting not only tabloid newspapers (like sports newspapers when it comes to Japan), which are mass daily newspapers, but also broadsheets called general or luxury papers (like regular newspapers and economic newspapers), as well as masked men who suddenly show up in London to television news shows to mask terrorists and their masterminds, which is, well, trivial enough to have no problem ignoring them.

Rather, it should be actively ignored and just forgotten.

It's not like Paparazzi, a specialist in political scandals who was on the spot and helped out, is interviewed by every paper and show day after day and cares if he talks about what was going on then. I don't think so.

... That bastard, I was alarmed because he wasn't pointing a camera at me, but he took a good hidden shot. Thunder Strike Magic I should have teased you with a higher output and destroyed all the electronics in that room. No, if you do, you'll disappear to the evidence...

Well, let's just put a lid on it for the bad stuff.

It should have been something I didn't forget. I sincerely hope so.

And that's why all the dates for this purchasing trip are safe (?) So I ended up at the airport to return home.

Heathrow Airport on the outskirts of London, also used when entering the UK, is known as one of the world's leading airports and is a huge airport used by more than 80 million people a year with only two runways.

There are three major terminals, and this time Narita Direct Flight British Airways, which we use to return home, will board from Terminal 5 on the west side of the airport.

Anyway, I'm right in front of you when you get off this airport, the private station, which is the end of Heathrow Express, but it's huge anyway!

Various places are automated for relatively new terminals. So I guess it's easy to use for people who are used to it, but it's pretty hard for people like us who aren't used to traveling.

I'm researching it online for once, but unlike immigration, which I can manage if I simply follow a wave of people, I have to look for guidance and then travel here and there according to it.

Even if your father can't help it, Senior Yukio won't be athe when these things happen, so he follows the directions display and aims for a place to check in.

Because of this, Senior Zhaoxiong seems to have done some sightseeing in London, but he came back rather drained to a helo.

I fell to the bed in the hotel room and said, "I hate London. I don't want to come again," he said.

I left it because I was so tired that I couldn't answer when I asked what had happened. I also had a MAX for mental damage.

Well, I was giving you a bangle that granted you automatic barrier features beforehand so you could be okay with getting in some trouble, and you shouldn't be in serious trouble because you seemed to be wearing them properly.

Yeah, well, it didn't seem to work when I forgot to tell you, but I suffered a major burn in Milan because I was temporarily removing it to help with my water work.

I was able to finally find an automatic check-in machine by walking around in the woods for about fifteen minutes.

Enter the booking number of the ticket on the machine that looks like an ATM or ticket vending machine located in the convenience store, and then follow the instructions on the screen to complete the process. The machine can also be displayed in Japanese, so even my father can proceed without problems.

I, my father, issue tickets in order, and while Senior Zhaoxiong is fighting with the machine, I look around to find a place to store my baggage, which is my next destination.

Exactly one of the best airports in the UK and a lot of people are turning it back, but one little boy walking around pushing a big suitcase in it caught my eye.

I didn't have anything to catch on to, but it felt like my eyes naturally caught on the contrast between a large suitcase, which would probably be a critical size to keep for free, and a little boy who looked like he was about ten. I mean, it's a little dangerous to watch.

Gatta.

"Ah."

"Whoops! Chip! This kid, where are you looking!

When you're worried and harassed about whether you're seeing the front properly, the suitcase hits the man in the indicative suit.

"Oh, I'm sorry! Ah.

Gattang!

Oh, that guy, he kicked the boy's suitcase!

Though the boy rushes to support the suitcase, he still falls with it as if it weighs the right size.

'Huh, he's a big, fat kid. Shit, you got dirt on your clothes. What are you gonna do about it? Oh, my God, those eyes!

No matter how many bumped boys have an affair, I'd also be angry if they took that attitude. Guess not by accident. He didn't like the way the boy looked at him kicking, and he yelled angrily and I twisted up his hand stretched out to grab the boy's chest.

"Hey, Ouch! What are you doing?

'Don't do anything. You're the one who bumped into me a little bit. What's a good adult doing with a kid?'

Exhale howlingly in time as you push the man's elbow joint backwards so he can't move.

It's good to be paying attention. Looks like he's not hurt from what I've seen for now.

"Ki, you think you can just do this! I'm a member of the kingdom council!

So what does it feel like?

There's no point in intimidating us travelers with such authority in the first place.

"What's wrong? What happened to you?

Someone must have called it in while we were having that exchange, two airport police officers in yellow jackets running by.

"The boy there hit this guy, and he's apologizing, but he pushed him over and tried to wield violence on the mention he fell over, so he seized him."

Briefly explain the situation.

I added a little foot color, but I wouldn't be so wrong for what I was looking at, so no problem.

A developed country would take a pretty tough look at violence against children in any country. Police officers also look at the man with a rugged eye because the boy is on the spot who was stunned as he fell and woke up.

"I was watching you too! That person stopped trying to punch him after he punched him!

'I was kicking a kid before that!

'That's right! And he threatened to tell me he was a senator!

Voices also fly from those around you.

... I thought you were watching, but I think your testimony has been tampered with to the detriment of the man. I don't even feel like correcting it.

"Senator? May I ask your name first?"

'Hey, no, I didn't say a senator. Even the kid just bumped into him and fell. That, it may have seemed like a misguided attitude. Let's apologize. I don't have time for the flight, and I want you to excuse me.'

"What's your name? And show me your passport or ID."

'Well, that's...'

A passport and boarding ticket were pulled out of the man's luggage between whether something had caught on the police officer or not, and the police officer who confirmed it called for backup wirelessly and detained the man.

Is that it?

Are you going that far?

"Congressman Richard Byrne, you are under suspicion of involvement in a serial bomb attack. You are not allowed to leave the country. I suspect you tried to escape, so I will detain you. '

"Ha, let go! I didn't do anything! I don't know anything! I... '

Is that it?

... Well, okay.

Drop off the man who was pulled off while the police officer held both sides.

I heard something like I heard somewhere, but it wouldn't have anything to do with me.

Are you okay? Can you stand? Wow, that's a pretty heavy suitcase. '

"Damn, you can't risk a big bag like this with your body."

When were you coming near me? Senior Zhaoxiong and his father are helping the boy up.

'Oh, thank you!

I thank you both as I bow my head, and the boy turns to me too.

I don't know, those sparkling eyes.

I'm so embarrassed.

'That was a disaster. Looks like he fell flashy, but are you hurt?

'Ha! Thank you for your help!!

A boy with a youthful momentum and a peppery head bowed again.

"I knew Kashiwaki was amazing. I thought I'd die in the meantime."

Senior Zhaoxiong is somewhat depressed, did something happen during this time?

Boy, his name seems to be Kent, but I asked him about the circumstances, thinking it might be an extra favor because he can't see his parents, and his father died in an accident at an early age and he lived in London with his mother. But last month, even her mother was sick and she was to be taken to her grandparents and aunt in her mother's home country? I learned those words from your mother, so she said she could do something about everyday conversation.

My father and I were outraged and worried about the humanity of the destination to let my only twelve-year-old travel alone, but in fact, until the other day, my aunt was coming to you, Kent, and she was preparing me for all sorts of procedures and preparations. However, he really had to go back first for work, and while worried, he returned home first?

It just meant that during her mother's struggle she was almost close to living alone, Kent, that you were solid for your age and that you came to the airport alone like this, waiting to complete the immigration process.

And a destination of emigration with key relatives, but apparently Japan. Besides, it's the same flight as ours.

It's a direct flight to Narita with no connections, so I can feel the care of my aunt trying to reduce your burden more than the cost.

My father, who listened, sympathized already and changed the tickets already issued to make Kent and our seats the same compartment.

Until I handed it over to your guardian, Kent, who said welcome in Narita, "Leave us alone! I have undertaken."

Well, I don't have any objections, so it's good. I mean, Senior Zhaoxiong and I are somewhat of a rider.

When I leave my luggage and throw the baggage I bring on board into the coin locker as well to lighten up, I still decide to spend plenty of time shopping.

I bought a few souvenirs in Italy and London, but I couldn't afford that much time. My mother and Yayumi have even given me a shopping list, so it's essential for a peaceful and safe life. Of course, that's the same for your father and Mr. Zhaoxiong, who thought it was troublesome but didn't get away with it.

Of course you're shopping with me, Kent.

My dad was getting information about your relatives from Kent, and he was pushing a handful of souvenirs on you to shy away.

It looks like this. My dad has some pretty wasted flowers.

Most importantly, Kent, you're healthy, too.

While we were doing this, it was noon, so we finished our last meal abroad and finally boarded the plane.

I feel heavy because it will be a nearly twelve hour flight, but I can't help complaining. I would like to travel in a business class or first class someday.

"Ano, is Yuya playing Marshall Arts or something?

"Just a little bit. Well, I've had a lot of experience, but I'm not making it real."

Kent, you talk aggressively when you eat and when you get to your seat like this.

Practice is hard in Japanese. Not only to me, of course, but also to your father and senior Zhaoxiong, but you seem to talk to me the most often because of your direct help. Is the name Kent also a habit that connects to me?

My back tickles when I can talk to him with sparkling eyes that somehow mix my longings. Well, I hope I don't become a pervert in the future.

He also seems interested in motorcycles, and he wants to get a license and ride if the relatives at the pickup will forgive him.

Be sure to use Grand Works when doing so.

After taking off for a little while, Kent, you fall asleep to see if you've been able to get nervous, and so does your father and Senior Takao, who have been interested in chatting for a while.

I was free. I was even watching a movie.

The in-flight meal... well, quite?

This is how our trip came to an end.

Before noon the next day.

When we arrive in Narita, we pick up our bags, finish the immigration screening, and we go around the gate.

"Ah, there he is! Yuya, I had an aunt and a grandfather. '

Apparently, he can rendezvous safely with his relatives.

"Mr. Kent! Good! You made it!

"Unh, these people are teasing me."

"Really? Hi, Kashiwagi-san?!

"Is that it, Mr. Mizuzaki? Huh? Kent, is your relative Mizuzaki? Seriously?"

I didn't know it for a moment because it is usually a stuffed hair makeup, but its binary breast is certainly Mizuzaki, the manager of the family store where I work part-time.

You have a very different vibe than usual with your hair down and a gentle look.

It was Mr. Mizuzaki and I who were surprised, but I briefly explained the situation anyway.

Thank you very much to Mizuzaki and your grandfather, and Kent was delighted to know that where we live is close to where we are going to live next time.

My dad also told me where the store is so I'm going to see him again soon.

"Yuya, Oyaji, Akio, see you later ~!"

"Well, you look fine. If you don't know Hiroya, you'll know how it goes."

"Right. I mean, the world seems narrow."

"By the way, come on, why am I the only one calling it off?

"Don't worry about it."

"Cool!

I'm gonna wave away fine, Kent. I'm gonna drop you off, and we're gonna go home.

"It's a pile to do, but give me a rest today."

"I'm tired too, so I think I'll sleep well today."

"Soo. Shall we go home anyway?"

"So you don't have any business after this, do you?

A voice broke into our conversation when she tried to walk out of her luggage.

"Hmm?"

"So, who?

"Is that it, Senba? Until Akechi?

It was Senba from Haibao and Akechi from the police department who turned around in surprise.

Why are you here? Coco Chiba, right?

"Wow. Give me a little face. What, I'm not gonna let you have that much time, and I'm gonna give you a proper ride."

"Huh? Huh? Hey!"

Two people grabbing their shoulders and pulling, regardless of me being confused.

"... it worked well in London, didn't it?"

"Be sure to let me know more. Eh, puke."

Na, Nanno Kotokana?

Oh, hey, don't try to leave with your father and Senior Keung on his shoulders!

Hey!!!