Tokyo: The evil god doesn't want to be the top star

Chapter 181 Private photos

"Xia Fan: Don't click on everything the software pushes on you, or you will be labeled with a strange user label by big data, and you will never be able to return!"

Looking at those two familiar videos, Xia Fan almost vomited blood on the screen.

"Xia Fan: By the way, did you get anything in Kyoto?"

In order to change the awkward topic, he asked again with pretended curiosity.

After Yayoi Tsuki's new song was released, she went to Kyoto the next day with the introduction of Jinguji Aoi.

"Yayoizuki: Inari Taisha, there is a secret scripture left by the white fox clan. I have been staying in the shrine recently, burning incense and reading it day and night, worshiping in the morning and evening according to the ritual above, and practicing to control the demon power."

"Yayoi Tsuki: It's almost time for 'evening class', I don't have time to chat with you. If you can make fewer disturbing videos, maybe I can control those ears that are out of control sooner."

After a series of replies, Yayoi Tsuki's account status changed to "Do Not Disturb".

"Yayoi Tsuki: I'll leave this private photo for you to use to satisfy your perverted desires. It can also be considered as my contribution to society as a public figure. You are not allowed to spread it outside."

「Yayoi Moon: Picture.JPG」

In the last selfie sent, Yayoi Tsuki was wearing a red and white shrine maiden costume, kneeling in a tatami room.

Her pink lips were smiling, outlining a charming curve, her bright eyes were sparkling with charm and mischief, and her fair skin was glowing lightly in the sun.

Outside the window behind me, I can vaguely see a long corridor made up of layers of vermilion torii gates, winding from the foot of the mountain to the top.

"So, there's hope for my hearing to be restored? That's really great."

"By the way, she's already wearing her miko costume. It looks like she's really practicing seriously..."

Xia Fan's eyes moved down from Yayoi Tsuki's beautiful face in the photo to the shrine maiden's costume that could hardly hide her plump and delicate body, and his pupils trembled slightly.

"Wait... this... this photo is too bold, isn't it?"

Between the casually opened collar, there is dazzling white and deep ravines...

"And... it's a vacuum again..."

The high bulge on the front of the shrine maiden's uniform vaguely reveals a mysterious bumpy scene.

"Huh, calm down, form is emptiness, emptiness is form..."

Xia Fan felt his blood rushing up and his nostrils itching. He suppressed his desire to enlarge the photo and exited the communication software.

"It's a close call. If you get too excited, it will cause excessive blood supply to the brain and accelerate the growth of the tumor..."

He was still trying to calm down when a "remittance received" notification popped up on the online banking app...

"**** Co., Ltd. has remitted 20000000 yen to you and has been deposited into your account."

"One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand... twenty million yen?!"

Xia Fan's blood pressure, which had finally been lowered, soared again.

"Sure enough, it was transferred from Lesson 9..."

When he opened the online banking details, although the transferor was an anonymous account, when he saw the note "remuneration", Xia Fan knew that this was the "consultancy fee" for Lesson 9.

Although the difference is not a small amount compared to the royalties from "I Once Thought of Ending It All" that he gave up, it should still be a considerable amount of money for the Metropolitan Police Department.

"Come to think of it, the income from the past two months, when added together, seems to be quite a lot..."

"Wait, why don't I remember there were so many?"

Xia Fan rubbed his eyes, looked at several account details again and again, and took a breath.

The performance fee of "The Withered Chrysanthemum and the Sword" is 2 million yen, which was received a few days ago...

Although the paid downloads of "Sakura" and "Gurenge" have reached a bottleneck, with the sales of the original soundtracks and the opening of paid authorizations for various commercial channels, the total revenue in the past month has reached 5 million yen. Now, with the "huge remuneration" from Lesson 9, Xia Fan's bank account balance is actually close to 30 million yen.

You have to know that a few months ago, this account only had a pitiful amount of living expenses and a meager part-time salary.

"Hehehe, it's more than enough to pay off the debt!"

Xia Fan suddenly felt relieved, staring at the screen of his mobile phone and smiling foolishly.

Including the 7 million yen he transferred to his parents in the previous two installments, the remaining principal amount owed was more than 12 million yen, and the funds on hand were sufficient to repay it.

Seeing that it was still early, Xia Fan quickly called his mother.

"Hey, Xiaofan... What? You have to pay back all the money you owe..."

"Where did you get so much money?"

On the other end of the phone, hearing Xia Fan's idea of ​​repaying the loan, Xia's mother was completely stunned and became incoherent.

"Have you forgotten the TV series I sent you a few days ago?"

"I'm writing songs and filming TV series now, which makes me a lot of money!"

In order to appease his mother, Xia Fan deliberately imitated Higashino Yoshihide and spoke in a tone that took on everything.

"It's such a big deal... you should discuss it with your father... quick, my son's phone call..."

Seemingly too excited, Mother Xia handed the phone to Father Xia in tears.

"As long as you earn the money honestly and don't borrow it from somewhere else, I have no problem paying off your debt first."

"But you don't need 12 million. Just transfer 7 million and you can keep the rest."

After all, Father Xia was a man who had seen a lot of ups and downs. After listening to Xia Fan repeat his thoughts, he still looked calm.

"Seven million? That's not enough. Didn't you say last time that you owed a total of 19 million?"

"That's the money I borrowed for my medical treatment. Don't even think about helping me with the burden. I have plenty of money now, and I can get a few million more..."

Worried that his parents would save money for him, Xia Fan kept trying to persuade them.

"Ahem, originally, I owed this much in total."

"But there is 5 million yen in it, which was borrowed at high interest from the Inagawa Group, where he usually buys illegal agricultural products, through a friend who works in the restaurant industry..."

"Last week, he happily told me that the Inagawa Group was busted by the police because of suspected illegal activities. My money has become a debt without a clear answer and I don't have to pay it back."

"My friend was luckier. He didn't have to pay back the 20 million yuan he owed. Of course, don't tell anyone about this. I'm afraid that one day their society will go bankrupt and be liquidated and confiscated, and the police will come knocking on their door."

Father Xia lowered his voice and told the story with a guilty conscience.

"what?"

Now, it was Xia Fan's turn to be speechless.

"You kid, now that you have a lot of money, you have to make a plan. The money you earn by luck will always be lost by your own strength."

"Back then, when Dongye and I were doing side business, we made a lot of money, but it was easy money and we didn't feel bad about it. In the end, we didn't save much money, not even enough to pay for our son's medical treatment."

"Why not invest in some fixed assets? If you get married or something like that, you'll need a house, right?"

On the other end of the phone, Xia's father spoke in a tone of "experienced person" and started to lecture.

“Buying a house…”

Xia Fan was somewhat tempted by his father's suggestion.

(End of this chapter)