Tokyo: The life of a literary giant begins with home self-defense!

Chapter 425 Couple

"You can do it, right?"

Longchuan Chechong raised an eyebrow at the girl.

"What?" The girl opened her mouth, somewhat dumbfounded.

"Kill me, you have a way, right?" Ryukawa Tetsu wiped away the tears on the other's face. Even if Kujo Fujitaka wanted to make some arrangements, he had to avoid this girl.

It can see through other people's inner thoughts and expose the truth of events.

“In this house, you are in more danger than anyone else.”

The girl didn't go in, so Long Chuanche wasn't in a hurry.

Kujo Fujitaka once said that the mother and daughter were in danger, but seeing how easily Nijo Maki was dealt with, Ryukawa Tetsu felt that the young lady was in even greater danger.

"Power struggles, scheming, and the exchange of interests can often be attributed to the human heart. Everyone is like a blank sheet of paper in front of you."

Long Chuanche didn't know whether he was trying to comfort the young lady or something else.

"I have no idea what you're thinking."

Standing at the entrance of Baishu Academy, the young lady looked at the boy in front of her.

He was chewing on a piece of dried fruit, saying he was in danger, but she didn't understand what he wanted to do.

His mother died.

The other side killed him.

And now he's saying things that provoke him.

The young lady's fingers were marked with white marks from pinching so hard.

What am I thinking right now?

"I suddenly asked," Long Chuanche asked.

The girl, with some dried tear stains on her face, glanced at the other person.

"Her bust size should be around 72 centimeters. It's hard to even be an A, let alone a B."

The girl took a deep breath.

Do you think it's appropriate for you to be thinking about these things right now?

You can only guess what the other person is thinking at the moment; the girl's abilities are not without flaws.

“I’m not always able to distract myself from these things.”

Longchuan Che smiled, and then said.

"And now? What are you thinking about now?"

I'm tired of these kinds of quiz games; I've done similar things since I was a child.

A mother who sees herself as a freak, and a grandfather who sees himself as a tool.

"You're thinking..."

The girl glanced at it and froze.

In the sunlight, she looked at Ryukawa Tetsu, who was no longer lost in thought.

"She's not dead?"

Her voice trembled slightly as Long Chuanche helped her tidy her messy hair.

He was slightly injured but recovered.

Comb the other person's hair and then put it up in a bun at the back of their head.

Long Chuanche pulled out a handkerchief from somewhere and tied the other person's hair into a knot.

It's like a husband dressing up his newlywed wife the day after their wedding.

Longchuan Che stood behind the girl and spoke.

"He's not dead, but he's paralyzed."

"Your father is with her."

"They will live among the lavender fields of France. Although they won't be able to come back, you can occasionally travel abroad to visit them."

"Although she might not want to see you either."

Nijo Maki is gone, and Imamura Yuukawa is gone too.

The girl's parents were sent abroad, and although they were separated, at least they didn't die.

The young lady gripped Long Chuanche's hand and stared intently at him.

"why?"

It's true that Tatsukawa Tetsu wanted to kill Nijo; he didn't hide it at the time.

However, the woman did not die, but was paralyzed.

“To each his own.”

Long Chuan tidied the girl's hair and, after confirming that she seemed to be in good spirits, led her into the White Academy.

The girl had no idea what Long Chuanche meant by "mutual benefit" until she walked into the banquet hall a few days earlier.

The bloodstains on the ground should have been cleaned up long ago, and the kind-looking old man sat in front of a new calligraphy book.
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Having exhausted all the world's food and water, when the calamity ends and all is depleted, we await Nirvana.

The old man's expression was kind, so kind that it was as if he were seeing his grandson and his wife coming to see him the day after his wedding.

"Sit down." He didn't look as frail as he had a few days ago; he seemed a bit more energetic.

Pointing to the two seats closest to him, Long Chuanche led the young lady to sit down.

"Tokyo has arranged an apartment for the two of you, and you can live there from now on."

Kujo Fujitaka chatted casually, while Ryukawa Tetsu picked up the rice in front of him and ate a couple of mouthfuls.

Is there a conspiracy?

Longchuan Che suddenly looked at the young lady.

"No, I just think this reward was pretty good."

The girl blurted out instinctively, and she knew why Long Chuan Che hadn't killed her mother.

'He didn't want to have a falling out with himself; he wanted to help himself.'

Ultimately, the funeral arrangements were the fault of the old man.

Moreover, he and Tatsukawa Tetsuya have an irreconcilable point of contention.

"What will he do if I don't come back?"

Ryukawa Tetsu had no intention of chatting idly; he looked at Imamura Natsuko more often than the old man.

Knowing what Long Chuan Che was planning to do, the young lady felt much more at ease.

"It won't be too excessive, nor will it be too gentle."

The young lady glanced at the old man sitting upright. He didn't seem to object; on the contrary, he seemed pleased with the situation.

"for example?"

Longchuan Che chewed on rice from home, along with his set meal.

The vegetables are crisp and refreshing, and the rice is sweet and chewy.

"for example."

The young lady glanced at the old man.

"Alright, alright," the old man waved his hand, seemingly a little impatient.

"Can't you just have a proper meal with Grandpa?"

The old man's expression was somewhat amusing. If Long Chuanche hadn't seen him the night before last, he would probably have thought he was just a somewhat elegant old man.

The dark red light covered the ground, and he sat there, his power unimaginable.

Do you know what you look like right now?

The old man pointed to the two people singing in harmony.

Ryukawa Tetsu rebelled, and Imamura Natsuko was heartbroken by him.

Kujo Fujitaka smiled and said:

"Like two fledglings growing up, the first thing they do is confront their elders."

Long Chuanche had no idea what the old man would do; his excessive power allowed him to act recklessly.

So he hasn't gone home or left this place for the past few days.

He needs Miss now more than ever.

Because he didn't know if Kujo Fujitaka would do the same thing as Nijo Maki.

This grandfather is even more terrifying and unpredictable.

"Fortunately, I have a gentle and virtuous wife."

Long Chuanche smiled at the young lady; among those present, only the grandfather and granddaughter could manage a smile.

"Tetsuya, I don't blame you for not wanting to come back."

The old man's new calligraphy copybook reads: "Drinking all the rice and water of the world, after the calamity ends, we welcome Nirvana."

He sat there as if issuing an ultimatum to his mischievous juniors.

"However, I don't have much time, and I can't let you keep fooling around outside."

Long Chuanche remained silent and turned to look at the young lady.

"Two years, three years at most."

The girl spoke softly, and Long Chuanche cursed her as an old fox.

After leaving the White Academy, the girl's steps were visibly lighter.

The sun shines warmly, and a gentle breeze blows through the poplar trees in the distance.

"She doesn't like you at all. Even if she were alive, you wouldn't be so happy."

Ryukawa Tetsu rolled his eyes. He felt that living with a mother like Nijo Maki was worse than dying.

"You do not understand."

The girl walked beside Long Chuanche with her hands behind her back, her relaxed brows making her look much prettier than when she arrived.

"If you die, you lose everything; if you live, there's still a chance."

What exactly is the young lady seeking from that beastly woman?

There is a sentence recorded in Tatsukawa Tetsu's diary.
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In the second year of Heisei, there was light snow and early cold.
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The woman arrived and brought her a hairpin.
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The girl liked it very much.
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She said she.
Her mother came to pick her up.

(End of this chapter)