The ti is the morning of July 21st.
A second ago, Ji Minghuan’s consciousness was still hovering over Tokyo Bay.
He and Ayase Origami stood one after the other on the railing of the Rainbow Bridge.
Both completely ignored the whistle of traffic police and the honking of cars behind them, simply walking along the railing without a care.
Like two children hopping along a crosswalk, seeming to throw all the noise of the world behind them.
The long sea breeze swept across their silhouettes.
While they turned their heads, gazing at the shadow of Mount Fuji on the horizon, they discussed which country to visit next.
The United Kingdom, Iceland? Or perhaps France? Or Norway? Ji Minghuan suggested.
Ayase Origami’s clear hair was blown up by the sea breeze, the sleeves of her kimono fluttering in the wind, she replied without turning her head: Wherever you want to go, we’ll go.
In the next second, just as Ji Minghuan wanted to answer, he suddenly heard a strange knocking sound.
The abrupt and loud knocking sound overlapped with the continuously crashing tide.
Ji Minghuan turned his head to look around, seeing the dazzling Tokyo Bay under the sun, musing that it couldn’t be the seaside producing a knocking sound, that would be sowhat absurd like "The Truman Show."
So his mind stirred, synchronizing his consciousness to No. 1 body, Gu Wenyu.
Inside the Roppongi Grand Hotel.
Ji Minghuan lazily rolled over once on the pristine white bed, tumbling off with the comforter, and then like a maggot wrapped in white, rolled from the carpet towards the door.
Raising his hand, he extended a restraint belt from his sleeve, and with a "click," pushed the door handle down.
The door opened, he squinted one eye, wanting to see who was disturbing his sweet dream this early morning.
The figure that ca into view surprised him inwardly.
No doubt... it was Gu Qiye.
Ji Minghuan poked his head out of the comforter, curiously observing Gu Qiye.
The big brother’s attire today was still the sa outfit, Blue Arc fan T-shirt and casual trousers;
The posture was also the sa, with arms crossed, leaning against the wall of the hallway playing on his phone, but Ji Minghuan indeed felt a sense of seeing a ghost.
"Gut-wrenching" couldn’t even describe the injuries Gu Qiye suffered at the auction last night, so severe it should have warranted lying in Tokyo’s best hospital for a couple of days before considering getting up.
Yet he never expected, after just one night, the big brother would be lively again, and seed in good spirits, a look of serene tranquility.
"Truly Quasi-Calamity level... this self-recovery ability is sowhat freakish."
Ji Minghuan mused, "But the big brother is an Association-certified ’Calamity Level’ potential, having stronger self-healing ability than ordinary Quasi-Calamity level isn’t surprising."
Though it might also be the Japan Exorcist Association’s outstanding dical care, after all, it was Ji Minghuan himself who sent Gu Qiye to the Association last night.
Gu Qiye looked up from his phone, gazing at his brother lying on the ground eyeing him with one eye open, couldn’t help but be taken aback, then curiously asked: "Why are you lying on the carpet, you didn’t sleep here last night, did you?"
"Not fully awake... we elentary students just love using absurd performance art to express rebellion against the world."
Ji Minghuan said as he struggled out of the comforter, slowly getting up from the floor, rubbing his dark circles.
Gu Qiye chuckled, reminded: "You’re already a high school student, not an elentary student."
"A high school student scared shitless is worse than an elentary student." Ji Minghuan said inexplicably, then languidly asked: "So what does a high schooler have to do?"
"Let’s go back ho today, I booked the tickets last night, we’ll leave at noon."
"Then let’s go."
"Mm, also, could you help ask Xiaomai on WeChat."
"Ask what?"
"Ask if she wants to go back with us." Gu Qiye shrugged, "Having soone else take care of her isn’t great, after we return she can stay with friends too, but at least the airfare should be covered by our family, right?"
Ji Minghuan paused.
Then he tilted his head, leaning against the door fra, and said grumpily: "So you already knew she was in Japan... If you’d told earlier, why would I be acting in front of you?"
"Lucky timing, bumped into her and her teacher when I went to eat barbecue." Gu Qiye said mildly, "Only then did I know you two were conspiring to hide it from . If luck hadn’t been on my side, perhaps even now I wouldn’t know I was being deceived by you two, right?"
Ji Minghuan raised his hands in surrender: "I must seriously declare, I was threatened by little sister, suggest not holding responsible."
"I know, Xiaomai’s personality is like that, if you disagree she’ll definitely throw a tantrum."
"Right, right?"
Speaking as he glanced away, suddenly recalled Xiaomai’s eyes red in the bookstore.
He thought: little sister, these creatures stranger than fantastic animals, really aren’t so fantastic once you give them a smack.
As they chatted, Gu Zhuo Case with a thin jacket and both hands in pockets, ca from the end of the corridor.
He rested one hand on his hip, slowly lifted his face, looked at the two, rubbed the stubble on his face, pondered for a mont then asked: "Are you leaving?"
Gu Qiye was silent for a while, then nodded, turned to look at Gu Zhuo Case, instantly changing tone: "Yeah... tickets for noon. After eating we’ll wait at the airport."
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