"?"
Kawashima Miki was in a daze, confused.
What was he trying to do?
Before she could react, her body suddenly lifted into the air.
"Ah, you jerk..." Kawashima Miki scread in surprise, instinctively clutching his shoulders, "What are you doing, put down now!"
"I’m obviously taking the lady ho to rest." Fujiwara Reya looked down, smiling at her face that was red like a ripe peach, "So, please tell , where do you live?"
"..."
Kawashima Miki suddenly felt a chill.
"Not telling? That’s fine." Fujiwara Reya had a very gentle expression, holding her as he walked out the door, kindly saying to her: "I’ll lift you high and circle around the whole Empress."
"?"
Are you crazy!
Kawashima Miki suddenly thought of that scene.
The grand Empress, lifted above a young boy’s head, swaggering in front of all the staff and guests. Surely, from tonight, people will constantly point fingers at her behind her back. In the upper-class circles, those boring ladies will take her as the hottest gossip at various parties, and within three days, the na Kawashima Miki will spread throughout high society in Tokyo...
The despairing consequences made her feel like the whole world had gone dark.
"No, I can’t..." Kawashima Miki frantically grabbed Fujiwara Reya’s shoulders, slightly pleading, "Put down, I can walk by myself, don’t carry ."
Fujiwara Reya acted as if he didn’t hear her.
His intention was to create the illusion that Kawashima Miki had gotten close with him, for the Luo Xinfu in this building to see, hoping to lure out that Spider Demon. If Kawashima Miki was Luo Xinfu herself, even better, he could stamp her with his mark to save others from coveting her.
He squeezed out of the bathhouse curtains, Fujiwara Reya paused, looking at the red-haired lady who had been waiting at the entrance for an unknown amount of ti: "Hi, do you know where Sister Miki lives?"
"..." The red-haired lady’s expression was like she’d been struck by lightning.
She looked at the shirtless Fujiwara Reya, then at Kawashima Miki curled up in his arms, seeing the boss lady’s blushing face, her eyes shimring, the red-haired lady’s lips moved for a long ti before she squeezed out a bitter sentence: "Sister Miki, didn’t you promise to leave him for ?"
"Huh?" Fujiwara Reya looked down at Kawashima Miki.
"Don’t look at , I don’t know..." Kawashima Miki shook her head vigorously, her ears turning bright red.
"Let’s go," Fujiwara Reya carried her and walked on, "We’ll ask the next person."
"Put down!"
"If you fuss again, I’ll lift you high right now!"
"...You’re going too far!"
"Want to fight?"
"Bring it on, who’s afraid of who!"
"Think carefully, if we start fighting, within three minutes, this place will be surrounded by people from the Onmyo-ryo and Section Nine."
"...What’s your actual level?"
"General class." Fujiwara Reya replied honestly.
Kawashima Miki’s montum deflated instantly.
ToT
Wuwu~
I’m so dumb, truly.
How could I think this brat only had upper-level strength, now look, got myself caught...
Everyone who saw the two of them on their way, whether staff or guests, had a ghost-seeing expression, Fujiwara Reya was planning to go to the crowded area on the first floor to ask.
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Kawashima Miki’s hands were around his neck, her gaze fierce: "Ninth floor, take to the ninth floor, dare to go to the first floor and I’ll risk it all to kill you."
"If you’d been this obedient earlier, it’d be much easier."
Fujiwara Reya quipped at her, carrying her and waiting for the elevator.
This was the fourth floor, the elevator ca up, stopped at the fourth floor, and as the doors opened, everyone and the monsters inside were stunned. Including Fujiwara Reya, Kawashima Miki, and the group of bald-headed n prepared to go to the eighth floor inside.
This scene...
These bald-headed n couldn’t help scratching their shiny heads.
Their forr big sister-in-law, was being princess carried by a shirtless kid waiting for the elevator, seemingly heading to the ninth floor?
"Excuse , please make way." Fujiwara Reya greeted politely, pushing into the elevator, then said to the bald guy nearest the buttons: "Could you please press the ninth floor for us, thank you."
Bald Guy: "..."
Kawashima Miki: "..."
The elevator went up smoothly, the atmosphere was unusually bizarre.
The bald guys were whispering among themselves, frequently casting glances at their forr big sister-in-law who seed to have found a new man.
Kawashima Miki, feeling utterly disgraced, buried her face in Fujiwara Reya’s chest. At this mont, her mind was filled with only one thought: It’s over, everything is over, things have gotten so weird, surely people will gossip that I’m a lewd widow or sothing.
"By the way, madam, I have a question." Fujiwara Reya highlighted the sensitive topic, asking loudly: "These bald uncles, are they mbers of your late husband’s gang?"
This question left everyone except him in silence.
"Rest assured, uncles," Fujiwara Reya turned his head, his gaze sweeping over every shiny bald head, earningestly said: "Please inform Mr. Hiraki when you pay your respects during the ng Lanpen Festival, that he can rest in peace, I’ll take good care of your sister-in-law."
In an instant.
All the bald-headed n’s mouths dropped into an O-shape.
"Ha, haha..."
Kawashima Miki laughed in spite of herself, a cold laugh filled with utter despair for the world.
"Ding-dong~"
The elevator stopped at the eighth floor.
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