Tokyo Bubble Life

Chapter 1171-1180, The time when the remaining snow withers away seems to be good

In a holiday home in Lake Toya.

Mingcai finally persuaded Xiahua, who was happily playing in the water, to get out of the pool. She covered the baby's head with a large towel and wiped her dry while smiling. She then carried her out of the warm bathroom and into the bedroom. Little Xiahua was still smiling happily.

After putting the baby on the big bed, she turned around but didn't see her husband. Akina walked into the living room and happened to see Naoki Nagayama talking on the phone with a serious face.

"Yes, that's it. Please hurry up."

"We'll be ready."

After hanging up the phone, Mingcai asked:

"Naoki-san, what's wrong?"

"Alas," Naoki Nagayama sighed, "My mother called and said that my grandfather is seriously ill and we may have to go see him for the last time."

"How could this be?!" Akina covered her mouth.

"In fact, my health has not been good since last year." Naoki Naoyama pulled Akina to sit on the sofa and said in a low voice, "Especially after the disbandment of the Nagayama Group, my grandfather's lifelong career was gone, and his spirit was broken."

When a person reaches the end of his life, sometimes he just lives for a breath. If this breath of energy is gone, the body functions will decline in a very short time.

Not to mention my grandfather, who has been fighting and killing for half his life and has countless obvious and hidden injuries.

"Now my grandfather is..."

"The caller said that his vital signs were failing and there was no need to continue treatment. He has now been taken home."

This situation is considered to be the last moments of life. The hospital will respect the patient's request and allow the patient to spend the last moments of life in a familiar place.

Naoki Nagayama looked at Akina and said:

"I just called Suda-san and our vacation is ending early."

"Hmm~"

Having avoided the city for the past two days, it was indeed peaceful and comfortable in the holiday home, but they were not going to become monks and their grandfather was about to die, so naturally they had to go and see him for the last time.

"How is Hana-chan now?"

"I just dried my hair and got ready for bed."

"Then it looks like I'm going to sleep in your arms."

It was already late at night when Naoki Nagayama received the call. Even if he sent a private plane to pick him up, it would take more than two hours to get to the holiday home, and it would take even longer to fly to Shizuoka. It would take around four or five o'clock before he could return to his ancestral home in Shimizu City.

In this day and age, this is considered very fast. If you don’t have a private jet and have to wait for a flight or take the high-speed rail, you might not arrive until tomorrow night.

Fortunately, there is a small Miho airport in Shimizu City that is managed by a flying association. If we had landed at Mount Fuji Airport, it would have taken even longer.

After they talked for a while, they started to pack their daily clothes, mainly the baby's, and they didn't need to take anything else.

After arriving at the bedroom, I found Xia Hua already lying on the bed and sleeping.

"Such a weird sleeping position."

Naoki Nagayama couldn't help but shake his head when he saw his daughter's sleeping posture, but he felt a little relieved. It was the first time in his two lives that he had experienced the death of a relative, so it was natural that he felt heavy-hearted.

"Children's bodies are soft."

Akina gently picked up her daughter and asked Naoki Nagayama to help her put on thick clothes and socks. Xiao Xiahua hummed twice in her dream, but did not open her eyes and was still sleeping soundly.

The clattering sound of the propeller woke the two people in the holiday home.

Naoki Nagayama climbed onto the helicopter holding Xiahua, who was wearing small earmuffs and had her head wrapped in a small blanket, and then reached out to pull Akina up as well. Then, with a sense of weightlessness, the helicopter flew southward.

When we were changing to a private plane halfway, little Xiahua woke up in shock and cried for a while. It was difficult to coax her into submission.

After the plane took off, Naoki Nagayama slept for a while in the cabin, only to be awakened by the feeling of weightlessness.

Looking up, I saw a gray sky and an unfamiliar airport outside the round window, with only a row of lights indicating the landing direction of the plane.

After the plane slowly came to a stop, Kazuhiko Suda walked out of the cockpit and opened the cabin door:

"Naoki-san, we're in Shimizu."

"Are we there yet?" Naoki Nagayama glanced at the clock. It was around 4 a.m., and there were still a few hours before dawn.

"Hi, this is the Miho Airfield, right on the coast of Shimizu City."

As soon as I got out of the cabin, I heard the sound of waves and the cool sea breeze hit my face directly. This place is indeed very close to the coast!

Kazuhiko Suda helped carry the suitcases and reminded Naoki Nagayama and Akina to be careful with their steps.

This is a small internal airport that is rarely used. Apart from the runway, it is all lawn. It is definitely not as bright and clean as Narita International Airport. You still need to rely on flashlights for lighting at night.

After walking out of the small terminal, Naoki Nagayama saw Aoki Nagayama waiting at the door. Something urgent happened and there were no taxis in the city in the middle of the night, so he asked his eldest brother to pick him up.

"Brother."

Naoki Nagayama hugged Xiao Xiahua and greeted her,

"Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"It didn't take long."

Nagayama Aoki said with a smile, took the suitcase from Suda Kazuhiko and put it in the trunk of the car, and asked the two to get in.

"Hurry up and get in the car, it's a bit cold outside."

Naoki Nagayama thanked Kazuhiko Suda and asked him to fly back first, as the two of them might have to stay in Shimizu for a few more days, and then he got in the car with Akina.

The eldest brother Aoki also has a child, so there was a baby seat in the car. Xia Hua twisted a few times but fell asleep, and was not awakened even when the car started.

"Hana-chan didn't cry or make a fuss?" the eldest brother Aoki exclaimed, "What a good child! Wild Grass cried for a long time after being woken up in the middle of the night."

"Xiahua might be tired." Mingcai said, "She cried before."

Naoki Nagayama sat in the passenger seat and asked:

"How is Grandfather now? Is he asleep?"

"Very weak, and the body was in pain." Nagayama Aoki sighed, "At the request of Uncle Xiongyuan, the doctor gave him morphine and Valium before sending him back. Now he said he can't sleep."

The use of painkillers and sedatives in Japan is still very relaxed. After all, drugs of all kinds are rampant in this era. After all, a society where gangs are rampant is bound to be full of pornography, gambling and drugs.

"But actually, I guess I was holding on because I wanted to see my relatives one last time."

Naoki Naoyama nodded and asked:

"Is everyone else here?"

"After he was hospitalized, Uncle Xiongyuan informed my mother. My father, mother and I all went to the hospital. Not long after he was taken back, Brother Feng came back. Then, Naoki Tsuruko, you are the last one."

My uncle lives with my grandfather. It only takes about two hours to get from Tokyo to Shimizu. Only Naoki Nagayama is in Hokkaido, so even with a private plane it would take until midnight.

So, are you waiting for me?

There were lights on in some rooms of the huge ancestral home, but it made the courtyard seem even quieter.

There was a light on at the door of the house. Nagayama Feng was waiting for Nagayama Naoki to arrive at the door. The red dot of the cigarette in his hand flickered.

Only after he saw the car coming did he step forward to greet it.

"Naoki." Nagayama Feng's voice was a little dry, "You are here"

"Um"

Naoki Nagayama was stronger, so he got down from the passenger seat, went to the back seat and picked up Xiao Xiahua, then walked to the corridor with Akina.

"Brother Feng, Grandfather..."

"Grandfather is waiting for you," Yongshan Feng said softly, "He said he wanted to take one last look at Xiao Xiahua."

"." Naoki Nagayama paused for a moment, not knowing what to say. He took a few steps before speaking, "Where's Sayuri? Did grandpa see you?"

"Yes, I brought it back."

My cousin’s little daughter was born not long ago and is a little weak. We originally planned to bring her back to see my grandfather when the weather gets warmer.

After saying this, there seemed to be nothing more to say, so Yongshan Feng silently led a few people towards the main hall in the courtyard.

The lights were on in the main hall, and there were quite a few people. Naoki Naoyama saw his father Ken Naoyama and his mother Nanako Naoyama. In addition, there seemed to be several old people from the original Nagayama group.

"Naoki Akina" the mother came over, first looked at her son and daughter-in-law, then lifted the quilt to look at the sleeping Xiao Xiahua, "Did you have a smooth journey?"

"Yeah, everything went well." Akina nodded.

"Thanks for your hard work"

"fine."

"Go and see your grandfather. He's in the study."

"Hi"

I didn't expect that my grandfather was in the study, but now was not the time to ask questions. Naoki Nagayama nodded and walked towards the study.

After turning a corner, the first thing he saw was the partition of the study. In the study, Naoki Naoyama saw his uncle Naoyama Kumahara sitting silently beside the partition with a serious expression.

After a few steps, Naoki Nagayama finally saw his grandfather Hayato Nagayama.

He was half lying in the tatami, leaning against the quilt folded into a square, his head tilted to the side looking at the courtyard outside the window.

This old man who was vigorous a few years ago now seems to have shrunk, with only his skeleton supporting his body. However, he looks very energetic.

"Ah, Naoki. You're here!"

Nagayama Hayato turned his head and looked at his most promising grandson, a relaxed smile on his face.

"grandfather."

Naoki Nagayama stood beside the tatami, not knowing what to say for a moment. He had heard from the phone that his grandfather's vital signs had failed. He had thought that his grandfather must be on his deathbed, confused and unable to speak.

But my grandfather now seems to be quite normal. Is this a last gasp of vitality? !

“How are you feeling now?”

"Me? I feel great now! I feel so soft and I feel like I'm about to fly."

Grandfather's tone was even a little excited. He smiled and said,

"I asked this guy Xiong Yuan to get some amphetamine reagents, which are the battlefield stimulants used by the US military. It's the end now, and I don't want to spend the last days lying in bed sick!"

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As expected, he is a gangster who has experienced countless life and death situations.

Nagayama Hayato and his granddaughter-in-law Akina greeted him with a smile, which made Akina a little panicked. Then she looked at Xiao Xiahua in Naoki Naoki's arms:

"Is Xiao Xiahua here too?"

"Yeah." Naoki Nagayama sat on the tatami and handed the summer flowers to his grandfather.

Gently lifting the corner of the quilt covering his face, Nagayama Hayato saw the little face of Xiao Xiahua sleeping soundly, and couldn't help laughing:

"I can still sleep so soundly after coming all this way. You are indeed the bloodline of my Yongshan family!"

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Even though he felt heavy-hearted, Nagayama Kumahara, who was listening to this, wanted to complain. What does this have to do with the bloodline of the Nagayama family?

Reaching out and gently stroking Xiao Xiahua's eyebrows for a few times, Nagayama Hayato motioned for Akina to take Xiao Xiahua:

"Put the child to sleep in the bedroom, where the weeds and lilies are."

"Hi."

Akina glanced at Naoki Nagayama, took the little summer flower, and then left the study to the men.

After seeing his last great-grandson, grandfather Nagayama Hayato seemed to have let go of all his worries and felt more relaxed.

He motioned Naoki Nagayama to sit more casually:

"I've said goodbye to all the old guys. So have Aoki, Feng, and Tsuruko. You're the last one!"

The old man looked Naoki Nagayama up and down and sighed again,

"It's a genetic mutation. I never thought that I, Nagayama Hayato, would have such a handsome grandson!"

"." Naoki Nagayama paused and smiled, "This should be attributed to my mother who neutralized it."

"Hahaha, that's true!"

Nagayama Hayato laughed out loud.

"I really have to thank her for giving the Yongshan family three outstanding descendants!"

Then my grandfather became more energetic and began to talk incessantly about his youth.

When he heard that his second son was going to marry an orphan, he originally disagreed. Then, for the sake of his wife, the cowardly second son actually contradicted him for the first time, which made him very angry and he drove him out directly.

After that, he pushed his second son away from the Jidao and ignored him for more than ten years.

Secretly taking care of it, not letting idle people disturb the second son's izakaya

These days, ordinary small vendors have to pay protection fees, and some even end up ruining their families.

Without my grandfather's care, how could an ordinary couple's izakaya be able to run safely in the port until now, and even build a big house and let their three children go to school and grow up~

"I originally thought that if Xiong Yuan could take over the family business, it would be the perfect ending for my life!"

Nagayama Hayato sighed and glanced at his eldest son, then looked at Nagayama Naoki.

"But I didn't expect you to show up!"

"It brings cultural honor to the Nagayama family"

"Let my name become a legend in the world!!!"

"It also allowed the Nagayama family to completely escape from the Yakuza and step onto another level."

No matter how arrogant the Yakuza are, they are still the bottom class in Japanese society, not even the samurai class. And Naoki Nagayama has transformed the Nagayama family into a chaebol family.

If this happened in the old society, this would be considered aristocracy!

“I never thought I would see such an ending.”

The old man, who had spoken for a long time, was slightly out of breath, but he refused the warm water offered to him and said to Naoki Nagayama,

"I am so relieved!"

"." Naoki Nagayama put down his water cup and consoled him, "The Nagayama family will have a better future. When Yecao, Xiahua and Lily grow up, it will be even better!"

"Hahaha, cough cough cough."

Nagayama Hayato laughed so hard that he started coughing, but he still nodded happily.

"Yes, it will be better!"

"Grandfather, slow down a bit."

Naoki Nagayama patted the old man on the back and advised.

"Uh-huh."

Grandfather seemed to be a little tired. He didn't continue talking, but leaned on the quilt and gasped. The study fell into silence for a while.

There were soft footsteps, and cousin Nagayama Kaede, elder brother Aoki, Tsuruko and father Nagayama Ken heard the cough and walked into the study with concern.

"Grandfather is fine. I just spoke too hastily."

Naoki Nagayama explained briefly, and his grandfather slowly raised his head, looked around at his children, nodded without saying anything, as if he had no strength left.

After looking for a while, he turned his head and looked out the window silently.

There was still a layer of snow in the courtyard, which had fallen a few days ago, but my grandfather hadn't asked anyone to sweep it away.

The snow at this time reflected the light, illuminating the jagged rockery and dead branches, the shadows blending together; the bamboo in the yard was full, making a hollow sound, and the pond moved without wind, rippling with ripples.

Under the sky that is about to dawn, it looks like a pale painting of desolate mountains and rivers.

Just when everyone thought that the grandfather didn't want to continue talking because of his weakness, a voice came from behind the old man.

"pity."

"I thought I would leave when the red leaves were falling."

“But now it seems.”

"The season when the remaining snow falls seems pretty good too"

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(End of this chapter)