Ti had passed quietly over the past two or three days, and no significant events had occurred.
If anything had to be pointed out, it would probably be the aftermath of the tired woman.
Tsuchiya Motomu committed suicide in prison; simultaneously, Beichuan Si and Nishijou Kurenai felt their death energy and goodwill burst forth, completely eradicating the lingering resentnt.
Hinakabe Haru, having transford into the tired woman, indeed wanted to rally herself following Tsuchiya Motomu’s suicide.
But unfortunately, Beichuan Si had never trusted her from the beginning.
Hinakabe Haru’s plight was indeed pitiable, but she had also beco a vengeful spirit harboring hatred for the living, so Beichuan Si naturally could not take her words at face value.
After eradicating this last cluster of resentnt, there was truly no longer a murderous vengeful spirit in this world.
Thinking of this, Beichuan Si glanced at his surroundings.
Today was Wednesday, and he was, of course, at Kyubei High School.
The gazes of the students around him occasionally flicked away in fear.
It was as though the person sitting in the classroom wasn’t their classmate, but a maniacal killer.
Beichuan Si, however, didn’t pay much attention to it.
After all, this was all as usual.
The only difference might have been that Shen Gu Mirai seed to have suddenly caught a cold and couldn’t co to class.
Beichuan Si had asked about it.
Apparently, Shen Gu Mirai had not changed her clothes or dried her wet hair imdiately after taking a bath, opting instead to roll around on the living room sofa wrapped in just a towel.
Yet what Beichuan Si found strangest was the cheery tone of Shen Gu Mirai’s voice when she told him the reason.
It was as if catching a cold was a good thing—
Indeed, this young girl was too strange and couldn’t be judged by common sense.
"I’ll go visit her after school."
Beichuan Si shelved these thoughts and pondered the next matter.
Besides visiting Shen Gu Mirai, Beichuan Si also had things to do.
He stood up with a calm expression, startled a group of students, then walked to the corridor and made a phone call.
The dial tone in the phone didn’t last three seconds; almost imdiately, the call was picked up.
At the sa ti, Qiuxiao Yunai’s voice ca through: "Hello? Mr. Beichuan?"
Indeed, Beichuan Si had called Qiuxiao Yunai—
The young girl who was currently managing the Beichuan Divine Society for him.
"Have you already arrived in Tokyo?"
Beichuan Si asked directly.
Yes, Qiuxiao Yunai had previously ntioned wanting to expand the Tokyo Branch. Due to a lack of funds, there had only been the idea of expansion, but no concrete financial capacities.
However, Qiuxiao Yunai had ntioned recently that a tycoon had invested in the Beichuan Divine Society, providing her with a significant amount of funds, making the expansion into Tokyo feasible.
After all, Tokyo was hailed as the heart of Japan, and having a branch of the Beichuan Divine Society there would significantly increase the organization’s societal influence.
Similarly, by way of the Tokyo Branch, not only would societal influence improve, but it would also substantially aid in recruiting believers.
Because this is Tokyo! The heart of the national economy, with excellent transportation networks, attracting one believer could influence a far greater area, spreading outwards like ripples from a circle.
In fact, Beichuan Si and Qiuxiao Yunai had had many conversations like this.
He needed to keep tabs on the Beichuan Divine Society constantly, and similarly, clarify the specifics of implentation plans.
However, the critical player Shen Gu Mirai had fallen ill—
"I’ll be in Tokyo in another two or three hours. By the way, Mr. Beichuan, do you have ti to have a al together? I’d like to thank you properly."
Qiuxiao Yunai sounded sowhat excited.
"Let’s set aside the al for now. I just wanted to ask about the backer you ntioned."
Beichuan Si leaned against the corridor window, looking out as he spoke.
"Ah—you an the backer?" Qiuxiao Yunai’s sowhat hazy character at crucial monts showed again as she chuckled, "Speaking of which, the backer is right beside , and she knows you too. Oh right, take this chance, Mr. Beichuan, and say a few words to little sister Qiao Nai."
The backer is right beside her? And she knows ? Qiao Nai?
Beichuan Si’s expression shifted slightly, as if he had thought of soone familiar.
After a while, a cheerful child’s voice ca through the phone: "Brother Beichuan! It’s ! Nanami Qiao Nai!"
It was indeed Nanami Qiao Nai.
The little girl he had once briefly encountered at the psychiatric hospital in Ibaraki Prefecture, described by Suzuki Fumi as a precious benefactor.
Her father was a legislator in Ibaraki Prefecture and even a strong candidate for governor.
Qiuxiao Yunai’s much-ntioned backer turned out to be her...
Beichuan Si’s thoughts flowed, but he tentatively responded, "Nanami?"
"It’s ! Brother Beichuan, I’m in Tokyo!" Nanami Qiao Nai replied excitedly, "Long ti no see."
"Yes, long ti no see." Beichuan Si responded, then slightly slowed his speech, "I’ll talk to you later, Nanami. Could you hand the phone back to Qiuxiao for now?"
"Okay!"
A sound of passing the phone ca through, then Qiuxiao Yunai’s ethereal, clear voice transmitted again: "See? Mr. Beichuan, it’s soone you know, right?"
"Rather than that, I’d like to know how Nanami Qiao Nai ca into contact with the Beichuan Divine Society," Beichuan Si countered.
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