Black Book

Chapter 427 I think my sister has an accent
After leaving the underground passage unimpeded, Zhu Haomiao saw an exquisite Japanese-style garden with a strong Zen feel. At first glance, it seemed as if he was in an enlarged simple and elegant bonsai.

The servants along the way seemed to have received the news. Although they glanced at him with curiosity and awe, none of them came up to question him. They just bowed from a distance.

The young man in black smiled and nodded calmly, as if he was the master here.

After strolling around the garden, his back disappeared outside the gate, and soon a middle-aged man in a suit and tie chased after him.

On the other side, walking on the tree-lined path with birds singing and flowers blooming, Zhu Haomiao looked around curiously and found that he had not completely left the mansion and was still within the scope of a huge barrier.

It was not until I walked out of the door engraved with intricate family crests that I felt as if I had penetrated an invisible film and a loud noise suddenly hit me in the face.

Looking at the bustling scene in front of him and then looking at the tranquil and picturesque classical Japanese courtyard wall behind him, Zhu Haomiao couldn't help but marvel at it.

Finding peace in a noisy place, this Abe Waka family is quite powerful...

But he quickly put this little matter behind him, took a step forward and stopped a girl passing by.

"Excuse me……"

"Go away, I have a boyfriend..."

Before she finished speaking, the girl waved her hands impatiently, but when she saw Zhu Haomiao's face, her originally cold and irritable eyes suddenly froze, and then her attitude changed 180 degrees, and she instantly became smiling.

"Hello, what's the matter?"

The low roar turned into a clapping sound in seconds. Zhu Haomiao blinked and the corners of his mouth twitched twice slightly.

"Excuse me, is this Fuyuki City?"

Looking at the tall and straight figure of the young man in black, and sweeping her eyes over his low-key yet fashionable casual black suit, the girl finally stopped her gaze on his handsome face, and couldn't help but clamp her legs together, rubbing shyly.

"No, this is Tokyo. Are you a foreigner? I can be your guide for free..."

Although ordinary people cannot hear the subtle differences in the boy's accent, the female Japanese teacher can accurately distinguish which country the international student is from.

Coupled with the boy's unique temperament, which was completely different from that of the local boys, the girl couldn't help swallowing.

"Are you Chinese?"

"How do you know I'm Chinese?"

Zhu Haomiao was stunned for a second and looked at her curiously.

I think my sister also has an accent...

"Because I'm a Japanese teacher, I can hear the difference. If you need, I can teach you Japanese for free~"

Seeing the girl approaching him enthusiastically and feeling the suppressed and burning desire in her heart, Zhu Haomiao grinned dryly.

Study in bed, right?

I'm embarrassed to say you, do you want to teach me Japanese?

You are just greedy for my body, you are cheap!

"No, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Originally, he wanted to get some more information, but he couldn't stand the girl's increasingly passionate gaze, so Zhu Haomiao politely said goodbye without any reluctance.

The girl stood there in a daze, watching the young man in black stride away and his back quickly disappear in the crowd.

"Just...just leaving? Didn't he come here to chat up?"

"What did he ask you?"

Suddenly, a cold and low voice sounded in her ears. The girl turned around and met a pair of eyes that were spinning with a vortex of magic. Her bright vision quickly became unfocused and dull.

"He... asked me... if this is Fuyuki City..."

"anything else?"

"there is none left……"

“…………” The middle-aged man in a suit and tie withdrew his gaze and frowned suspiciously.

"Fuyuki City? Is there such a city?"

After thinking hard, he couldn't find any city with a similar pronunciation. The middle-aged man raised his eyes and looked in the direction the boy left. His pupils suddenly shrank.

"It happened!"

In just a moment of distraction, the other party completely disappeared from his perception.

On the other side, a mysterious light emanated from Zhu Haomiao's brows that was invisible to others. He looked back in the direction he came from and couldn't help but sneer with contempt.

After getting rid of his pursuer, he slid smoothly into a dark alley and walked to a gloomy and deserted corner.

Lifting up his clothes and taking off the exquisite leather bag from his waist, Zhu Haomiao released the two "stowaways".

"Gee~"

Diaochan excitedly jumped to the top of his owner's head, stood up like a meerkat, and looked around.

On the other side, Wilson, wearing white gloves and a retro suit, touched his chest respectfully, waiting for his master's orders.

"Establish an intelligence network and collect information about this world."

“Try to build an anchor of faith.”

Although his own existence is already bound to Abe Waka, the human sacrifice, Zhu Haomiao still wants to try to establish a new anchor point.

After giving the concise instructions, the young man in black turned around and left, leaving Wilson watching his back and saluted devoutly and respectfully with his hands on his chest.

Zhu Haomiao left the alley and wandered around aimlessly. Before he knew it, the sun was setting in the sky and the neon lights on the street were quietly lighting up, flashing an ambiguous and blurry red light.

Wait…did I end up in the red light district?
The streets are even more crowded at night. Men and women with heavy makeup look around like lions looking for prey. When they find a target, they rush up to chat with it.

Standing on the busy street, feeling the decadent atmosphere roiling around him, Zhu Haomiao pursed his lips with a strange expression.

How did I subconsciously end up in a place like this?

I'm a good person!
Just as Zhu Haomiao was about to leave, he felt a subtle sense of being watched, and he immediately realized that he was being watched.

The steps he had just taken stopped, and Zhu Haomiao licked his lips with an even weirder look on his face.

New here...

How can you insist on giving me gifts before you are familiar with the situation?

No longer in a hurry to leave, Zhu Haomiao pretended that he was visiting such a place for the first time. He looked around curiously and shyly, and was often made to blush by the "guides" along the way.

And in the dark, several pairs of greedy eyes kept wandering over him.

"That suit is absolutely handmade and tailor-made...it must have cost at least several hundred thousand yen!"

"I just asked the [guide] and heard that he is a tourist from China!"

"Tsk tsk, this temperament, he is definitely a young master from a wealthy family!"

"Brother, please do some work, or we will have no money to eat!"

As they were talking, several people looked at the middle-aged man in the lead. The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and asked a black man next to him.

"Brother, how's it going?"

"yo~bro, nothing can stop me~"

Patting his bulging waist, the black man inhaled a mouthful of white powder and grinned with his big golden teeth in ecstasy.

The black man's words had a strange rhythm, as if he was singing. Although they were speaking obscure English, several local Yakuza were strangely able to understand them.

(End of this chapter)