I'm a thankful fox in Tokyo

Chapter 96: Higano Castle General Xiu Jizaemon (First Order)

"Elaborate work?"

Higashino Yu pondered for a moment and didn't quite understand what Xiuji meant - this silly guy had the Taiga drama memorized in his mind, and sometimes even Asumi Sanae might not be able to translate it accurately.

"Tell me carefully."

Xiuji jumped a few times on the floor and moved closer to Dongye Yu, lowering his voice.

"My lord, I discovered it this morning when I was secretly escorting Miss Iori. Those people were spying on the city from the express hotel not far from Tono Castle."

"Now that I think about it, it seems like one of them has been around the city for many days."

"Is this happening?"

Dongye Yu thought for two seconds and didn't move in a hurry. He made the bed first, lay down and found a comfortable position.

The next moment, a light like a white river burst out from Dong Yeyu's eyes, and a white fox of ordinary size jumped out. If you look closely, you will find that the big fluffy tail like a cloud seems to have a tendency to split into two.

"Do you remember where those people's rooms are? Take me to see them."

Xiuji looked at Dongye Yu's Yin spirit with an expression that became more and more reverent.

"As ordered!"

Xiuji flapped her wings and flew into the continuous rain outside the window.

The sky was unusually dark tonight, with dark clouds obscuring the moonlight. The dim street lights seemed to be broken, flickering occasionally and making worrying electric current sounds. Through the rain, the brilliant lights of the Tokyo city center in the distance were blurred into a block of color.

Dong Yeyu, who was in a Yin Shen state, stood by the window and watched for a moment, then followed closely and jumped out of the window, turning into a light white mist that floated out of the window and drifted towards the direction of the express hotel.

This is a magic spell he comprehended by himself by taking advantage of the Yin God's invisible characteristics of gathering and dispersing. If an ordinary Yin God dared to do this, his soul would probably be scattered to the east and west.

However, Dong Ye Yu was able to perform it easily relying on his spiritual awareness that he had condensed from more than ten years of purple energy cultivation.

Apart from the high requirements for spiritual awareness, this is actually just a very simple spell for traveling quickly, and it can probably also be used for escaping.

It is slightly faster than wind speed, but can only be used when the Yin Spirit leaves the body.

After a while, the white mist slowly seeped into the closed glass windows on the third floor of the Leeds Express Hotel according to Xiuji's instructions. After a while, the mist turned into a white fox.

Dong Yeyu looked around and found that the house was empty, with no luggage or personal belongings. The quilt on the bed was new and the trash can was clean, so it didn't look like there were any guests living there.

Thinking that maybe they were in another room, Dongye Yu walked through the wall and went to the next room, preparing to search the room again.

There were two people in the next room, an ordinary-looking girl wearing JK clothes and an old man in his sixties.

The two of them hugged each other, the warm yellow table lamp shone on them, casting huge, creeping shadows on the walls and ceiling. The girl stared at the shadows with lifeless eyes, her expression dull, and no one knew what she was thinking.

The old man was so tired that he was sweating and trembling all over. Seeing that the girl didn't react, he reached out and picked up the belt from the head of the bed and whipped her delicate white skin.

When the girl screamed, she looked at him in surprise.

"What are you looking at me for? I'm telling you, don't you have a mouth? Why don't you scream? Scream now!"

The old man swung his belt with a grim smile. The cowhide belt made a sound of breaking wind and hit the girl's fair skin, leaving a red mark on the spot.

She screamed and tried to escape, but the old man pressed on her with a smug smile on his face.

Dong Ye Yu, who was in the form of a white fox, just glanced and walked past them. The two of them seemed not to see him, and the shadow printed on the wall became hideous.

A warm table lamp, a spacious bed, an excited old man, a frightened girl, a passing white fox, the drizzle outside the window acting as white noise, and the colors of the city that transform into a halo in the distance.

All of this, at this moment, forms a small background in the corner of this era without any artificiality.

Dong Ye Yu paused before passing through the wall and leaving. The bed sheet suddenly ignited with a blue flame and the fire spread rapidly. It seemed that it would only take a few seconds to ignite the entire bed.

The old man hurriedly rolled off the bed and fell with a cry. The girl took the opportunity to escape with her clothes in her arms. She came back a few steps later and stole the old man's wallet that he had placed on the bedside. After leaving the house, she took out a few Fukuzawa Yukichi notes from the wallet, left the wallet behind and ran away.

Seeing that the fire was out of control, the old man held his waist and was about to flee the room. However, after running a few steps, he was shocked to find that the blue fire that was raging before had disappeared the next moment.

It was as if the flames had never appeared, and the bed that was on fire showed no signs of being burned. Except for the messy quilt, it looked no different from before.

The expression on the old face gradually began to become wrong, his eyes gradually widened, and his lips trembled.

"what!!!!"

Hearing the shrill screams coming from Lao Deng next door, Dong Ye Yu smiled.

He didn't care whether the girl would come to her senses and repent.

The attack was not done for any noble reason. He simply felt annoyed by the old man's smug expression, so he played a prank.

The Leeds Express Hotel is not big, and the rooms are quite cramped. There are only about 10 to 30 rooms in total. Dong Yeyu quickly searched all the rooms in the hotel, but to no avail.

There were only six guests in the entire hotel. In addition to the room with the rounded corner, there were two frustrated middle-aged men and a mother and son. None of them fit Xiuji's description.

Dong Ye Yu returned to the original room, squatted on the bed and pondered for a moment.

I didn't doubt whether Xiuji was wrong. Although this bird was a bit timid, he rarely lied, especially when it came to information that threatened "Dongye Castle".

He should have left.

Dong Ye Yu pondered for a moment and thought that it was most likely that he was not a good person - secretly snooping around his residence, it seemed that he had no good intentions.

Since coming to Tokyo, he has offended few people, namely the underworld members of the Heikawa-kai and Kusaka Nagamasa.

Xiuji said that he first met that person last week, so the probability that Bianchuan would meet him might be greater.

Of course, it is not ruled out that Kusaka Nagamasa has been holding a grudge against me since last week - after all, he probably disliked me since the day the club recruited new members.

It's hard to say. Although you don't need to observe the precepts like ordinary practitioners when practicing the Golden Elixir, if you start killing your ancestors directly, you will be haunted by resentment and it will be difficult for you to overcome the inner demons in the future.

To avoid this situation, you must make sure that the other party is indeed hindering your path with actual actions, which will lead to serious consequences.

This will trigger the highest priority instruction in the practitioner's mind - that those who hinder his practice are evil.

Killing evil demons and heretics does not count as killing, but as eliminating evil.

Of course, you can also strike first before the other party takes action. Practicing Taoism will never be too rigid.

As long as you can truly feel no guilt, even if you encounter the inner demon again, it will not cause any trouble, so just kill it.

The key is to have a clear conscience.

Thinking of this, Higashino Yu turned into white mist again and returned to the apartment with Xiuji.

Tell it to pay attention to all strangers who appear around the apartment tomorrow - this is a residential area, and apart from office workers passing by every day, ordinary strangers are unlikely to appear multiple times in a row.

I had originally been thinking of leaving my body tonight and going to Hishizawa again to ask if there were any monsters who knew the raccoon cat boy from that day.

But on second thought, he gave up.

Although I got off work early today, I still waited for quite a long time at the Kosuge vegetable market.

After coming back, I went to the Leeds Express Hotel and wasted some time. It was almost one in the morning now.

Even if I found Hishizawa according to my memory, I would have to turn back after just a few words.

Otherwise, once the sun rises, even if he can use his magic power to protect the Yin God, he will not be able to hold on for too long under the sun. He will probably have to hide in the shade and wait until dark before he can continue to go back.

Not to mention missing a day of class, if something happens and you don't have time to go back, you can stay at home.
That is the classic story of Li Tieguai - and he doesn't have a master like Taishang Laojun to help him deal with the aftereffects of possessing another's body.

Dong Yeyu closed the window, lay on the bed, listened to the drizzle outside, and began to practice.

At this time, the broadcast of the Taiga drama had also ended. Xiuji curled up in his comfortable nest and did some ideological work for a while. He just took a nap and started practicing immediately after waking up!

With such thoughts, it felt stressed and fell asleep with difficulty.

The next afternoon, at Sakura Junior High School in Adachi District, the cooking club,
First cut the tofu, then dry it and coat it with flour.
Iori Miko was concentrating on carrying a plate of processed marinated tofu and pouring it into the frying pan.

呲呲!

I don’t know if it was because the moisture was not absorbed or what, but as soon as the tofu was put into the pan, oil splashed everywhere.

Iori Miko first frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled as to why this situation had occurred, then she covered the pot with her backhand without changing her expression.

But the situation in the pot did not calm down because of the lid. The boiling oil reacted more violently after it fully came into contact with the tofu, and even exploded occasionally.

So I turned off the fire again, waited until the situation in the pot calmed down, then opened the lid. When I scooped out the fried tofu, I saw that it had basically turned black and was inedible.

Now the sauce she had just prepared was of no use. She looked at the burnt tofu in silence for a while, then picked up a piece with chopsticks and tasted it.

The bitter taste of burnt food spread in her mouth. She pursed her lips tightly and fell into deep thought.

"Yoko-chan, do you like to eat fried tofu?"

A junior high school girl in the same group as Iori Miko in the cooking club looked at the burnt tofu on the plate with some curiosity and asked. She noticed that Iori Miko had tried to make fried tofu every day this week.

Most girls who come to the cooking club either learn to make omelette rice, or bake cookies, chocolates, etc.

Most of the time, people give chocolates to their loved ones on Valentine's Day. If they don't have anyone they love or are embarrassed to give chocolates to them, they usually give chocolates to other friends.

This is the first time I’ve seen someone coming here to learn how to make fried tofu.

When the other three girls in the same group heard this, they all looked over and saw the plate of burnt black fried tofu beside her, and giggled.

"Could it be that the person that Miko-chan likes doesn't like chocolate but likes fried tofu?"

At this time, one of the girls reacted and whispered a reminder in the ears of the others.

"Aren't we going to that Western restaurant today that they say has a super handsome high school senior working there? It's in Arakawa, and it'll be crowded if we go too late."

"Yes."

They finally reacted, looked at each other, and approached Iori Miko with a flattering smile.

"I heard that Miko's house is an Inari shrine, and she wants to be a shrine maiden in the future, so she has to learn how to make fried tofu and offer it to the gods."

"Eh? Miko, I'm so envious!"

Iori Miko seemed not to hear the compliments and poured the burnt tofu into the trash can.

"What's the matter?"

Her answer seemed irrelevant, but several girls smiled awkwardly.

"Um, Miko-chan, it's like this."

"We have some urgent business to attend to and need to leave school right away. Otherwise, it will be too late. Could you help clean up today?"

"Although I know that cleaning the kitchen counter by yourself is indeed a very troublesome thing for you, but please! We will bring you a gift!"

Several junior high school girls put their hands together and begged Iori Miko sincerely, "Please, Miko-chan!"

Iori Miko was lost in thought, her eyes falling on the bottom of the kitchen counter, where a pink ball of fur the size of a tennis ball was hiding, with biscuit crumbs at its feet.

As if it noticed her gaze, the ball of fur shrank back instantly.

Iori Miko thought about it, nodded slightly, and said softly: "Okay."

"Thank you Miko-chan, thank you so much!"

At this time, except for some students who were cleaning their own kitchen counters, other students in the cooking department were also preparing to leave the school. After expressing their gratitude, a few girls followed the crowd out.

"Wait a moment."

Hearing the sound, several girls who were chatting and laughing as they left froze in their tracks, turned around and asked in confusion, "What happened?"

"Can you give me the baked cookies?" Iori Miko pointed to the few good-looking cookies left on the plate on the kitchen counter.

"Well, I'll give it to Miko-chan. You can do whatever you want with it."

They answered with a smile, and then left the cooking club together. The silver bell-like laughter of the girls could be heard in the corridor.

Iori Miko quietly cleaned the kitchen counter and threw away the garbage.

After finally finishing the cleaning, she wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead with a tissue, looked up, and found that she was the only one left in the huge cooking department.

At dusk, the setting sun, which had not yet completely set, shone through the glass windows, dividing the cooking club activity classroom into two parts like a twilight line, and the entire school seemed to have become quiet.

Iori Miko actually likes the feeling of staying alone in school.

She held a cookie in her hand, squatted down to the edge of the kitchen counter with some difficulty, and said softly, "This is for you."

The pink fur ball just now poked its head out, jumped up, grabbed the biscuit, and then ran away quickly.

Iori Miko stood up and turned around to see that there were several such pink fur balls on the kitchen counter, each holding a biscuit in its mouth.

Seeing that she had discovered them, they were stunned for a second, then fled in panic, slipping into the door cracks that seemed impossible to get through with the naked eye, and disappeared.

"Let's just call them Furballs."

Iori Miko whispered to herself as she went back to class and packed her bag and textbooks.

It was around five o'clock in the afternoon, approaching six o'clock. There was still some white light on the horizon, and cotton-like clouds were floating in the dusk blue sky. There was almost no one in the school. Only the security guard at the gate was sitting on a chair reading a newspaper.

Iori Miko was preparing to go home with a cane. When she passed by the school flower bed, the plum tree standing in the middle of the flower bed seemed to be blown by the wind, making a rustling sound.

An old man appeared at the edge of the flower bed. He was wearing a pink Wu costume and sat there and greeted her.

"Kid over there, can you give me a favor?"

There were several pink balls of fur around him, which attracted Iori Miko's attention.

"You are." Iori Miko said, her eyes falling on the plum tree in the middle of the flower bed.

This is an old tree with a crown full of emerald green leaves. The trunk is lush and strong, with twisted and colorful branches clinging to the trunk, like a thousand-year-old vine.

The old man smiled and didn't explain. He scratched his neck and pointed at the tree trunk and said, "There are some bugs there that make me itchy. Can you help me get rid of them?"

"Ah."

Iori Miko climbed up the flower bed somewhat clumsily, took out some tissues from her body, searched around the tree trunk, picked up a few caterpillars and placed them on the soil.

When she finished, the old man said, "I'm a little thirsty, can you bring me a bucket of water?"

Iori Miko hesitated for a second, looked around, went to the sink to fetch some water, and poured it into the flower bed.

"Oh, those branches seem to be growing crooked, can you help me trim them?"

Seeing this, Iori Miko frowned slightly, a little unhappy: "You did it on purpose."

The short old man with a wooden cane smiled kindly: "Well, that's enough. Then accompany me to see the sea of ​​flowers until tomorrow."

As soon as he finished speaking, the plum tree in the flower bed stretched out its thick roots and gradually sank into the dusk, tightly wrapping the school built of reinforced concrete.

The branches of the plum tree grow out from these thick roots, sprouting, and blooming almost simultaneously.

In just a few breaths, the school turned into a huge plum blossom forest, and pink was everywhere as far as the eye could see.

Iori Miko looked at the sea of ​​flowers in surprise, but after a moment, she shook her head.

"No, grandpa and grandma will be worried. If Dongye Nissan hears that I didn't go home, he will definitely look for me all over the street."

She walked towards the school gate stubbornly, and with a pop, the world composed of plum blossom trees was suddenly shattered, and countless plum blossoms floated from the sky.

The old man silently watched Iori Miko's departing back, raised his head to look at the emerald green plum tree behind him, sighed softly, and spoke to the pigeons in the tree canopy.

"Hey, bird, that little girl is going to be in danger soon."

Xiuji was furious when he heard this: "Who dares to spy on Miss Iori?"

He muttered to himself as he was about to follow: "My lord is a great demon in the world. As a general under his command, I must naturally share his worries and solve his problems. Wait for me to go out and defeat the enemy general!"

The old man's ears are almost callused from listening to his bragging these days. Knowing that his lord is a fox monster, he has no choice but to persuade him.

"You are no match for those people. Go find your lord and come protect her."

"Nonsense! I am the general of Higano Castle, Xiu Jizaemon. How dare you look down on me?!"

Xiuji said stubbornly, walking back and forth on the tree trunk anxiously for two seconds, and without much hesitation, flapped his wings and flew towards the Arakawa area.

"Out."

The driver looked at the small figure walking out of the school, one hand on the steering wheel and the other holding an old PHS phone, and asked.

"Start?"

A young voice came from the other end of the phone: "Yeah."

The driver looked back at his accomplice and said, "Get ready."

As he said this, he put down his phone, started the engine of the old van parked in the temporary parking space, and drove towards another road.

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