Tokyo, My Childhood Friend is a Ghost Story

Chapter 170 It's already a blessing from her ancestors that I didn't kill her outright!

The renovation team arranged by the Inoue family was very efficient; in less than two days, a brand-new, two-story connected library was completed.

Jia Yezi looked around at her huge bookstore, which belonged to her alone, but her eyes were full of confusion.

Uta Kassapa noticed Kayori's mood and went to her side, where she was standing quietly in front of the bar.

Watching her scan everything in the bookstore, her fingers tracing the high-end solid wood tabletop of the shooting range, he asked softly.

"what happened?"

Upon hearing this, Jia Yezi snapped out of her daze, looked at Uta Kasyapa, and took a step forward to put her arm around his waist.

"It feels a bit like a dream."

Utakayo patted her on the back, recalling Kayanoko's past life, and guessed that her anxiety was probably caused by her inability to directly absorb the changes before her.

Just as he was about to offer some words of comfort, Fujang came over and jokingly said something.

“It’s not a dream. This will be your shop from now on. I and Jia Ye will need your permission to come in.”

Hearing Fujang's teasing, Jia Yezi quickly released Utakayo and spoke.

"No, no need, Fujang, Kasyapa, it's fine anytime! I, I won't stop you, absolutely!"

Looking at Jia Yezi, who was nervously explaining, Fu Jiang went up and pinched her cheek.

"Of course I know. See if you want to add anything else. Forget about the TV; a bookstore isn't a good fit for that."

"I'll just read a book."

Fukie nodded, and then Inoue's secretary led a group of people up from downstairs.

“My lords, these are the shop assistants assigned to Lady Jiayezi. This is their supervisor, Mamizuko.”

"Meet the three adults."

Dressed in a formal suit, Mamizuko, whose demeanor exuded seriousness, placed one hand on her chest and bowed deeply to the three men.

Hello.

Jia Yezi greeted Zhen Shuizi, who then laid out the book collection and operation plan she had prepared beforehand in front of Jia Yezi.

"Store manager, I will now introduce our store's upcoming operational plan to you. Please feel free to let me know if you have any thoughts."

Masamiko was so meticulous about the weekly activity schedule that Jia Yezi looked blankly at Uta Kayo and Fue standing to the side.

Seeing this, Fujō pulled back Uta Kasyapa, who was about to step forward.

"Try to solve it. Don't be afraid. We're right here, not going anywhere."

Encouraged by Fu Jiang, Jia Yezi was no longer so flustered and began to listen to Zhen Shuizi's plan.

"Could we... could we set up... a free zone?"

Masamiko glanced at Kayanoko with some confusion, and then asked in a low voice, having already been greeted by Inoue's secretary.

"Store manager, what is the purpose of setting up this area?"

Jia Yezi pursed her lips, her fingers clenched into a ball, and she subconsciously looked at Uta Kasaya and Fue. Seeing them standing there silently watching her without leaving, she said softly.

"Give it to those who have no money."

Masamiko was taken aback by what she heard, and then a soft look appeared in her eyes.

"Okay, as you said, we will set up a free reading area on the first floor. Would you like to read some interesting comics or storybooks there?"

Jia Yezi nodded, agreeing with Zhen Shuizi's suggestion.

"There's still room for growth."

Fujō watched as Jia Yezi and Zhen Shuizi whispered to each other, and patted Uta Kasaya on the shoulder with a smile.

Uta Kasyapa nodded, took Fukie's hand, and said with a smile.

"You have quite a talent for taking care of people."

Fu Jiang rolled her eyes, too lazy to argue.

Taking care of someone?
"Try this on someone else. I'm already being incredibly lucky she didn't kill her!" "That's the overall plan. We might need some initial investment in advertising, but don't worry about the funding; we'll handle that."

"I...I have money."

Jia Yezi interrupted Zhen Shuizi and took out the bank card containing the money she had earned from selling herself from her backpack full of snacks.

Zhenshuizi watched as she was handed the bank card, and solemnly accepted it.

"Understood, then we'll use your money as the initial investment."

Just as the group was sitting in the lounge discussing the future plans for the bookstore, Inoue Izumi came up with his accompanying doctor.

"What are you doing here, old man?"

Being called an "old man" by you is really hurtful.

Before he could finish speaking, seeing Fu Jiang's cold expression, Inoue Izumi quickly coughed to cover up his slip of the tongue and then spoke again.

"I heard that Miss Jia Yezi's bookstore is about to open, so I came to take a look and picked up some books to fill my inventory."

"Book?"

Inoue Izumi looked at Inoue Nosuke's secretary.

"Shokaku, take some men and bring the things up."

"Yes!"

Uta Kassapa looked at Inoue Izumi, who was dressed like a wealthy man, and asked in confusion.

"Senior Izumi, what books did you bring?"

"Some rather interesting rare books."

"A rare copy, this is too valuable, it doesn't fit the bookstore's image."

The prices of rare books vary greatly, ranging from several thousand yuan to tens of millions.
The value of this item depends mainly on the rarity, historical value, and condition of the book, and the books collected by Inoue Izumi are certainly not ordinary books.

"It's alright. Rather than letting those things gather dust in our Inoue family, it's better to take them to Miss Kayoko and make them known."

Actually, it also serves another purpose: to make those inexperienced newcomers in the supervisory department think twice before having any inappropriate thoughts just because Jia Yezi looks pretty.

Given the current security level here, anyone causing trouble is basically committing suicide.

But I'm afraid of those overconfident fools who want to get close to her.

With this batch of books on hand, and by adding some decorations that clearly highlight social class to the store later, the probability of encountering such idiots can be effectively reduced.

Although the probability of such a thing happening is extremely low, with a large number of people, there's always the risk of one or two idiots whose brains are completely filled with mush.

If they still dare to charge in despite all this, then we can only say they have a righteous way of choosing death, and we can't blame them.

As Mamizuko and the others carefully carried the ancient books up one after another and placed them into the glass cabinets prepared in advance for centralized display, Uta Kasaya solemnly thanked Inoue Izumi.

"Senior Izumi, thank you for taking care of me during this time."

Inoue Izumi was taken aback, and quickly returned the greeting.

"No, no, no, I should be thanking you. If it weren't for you, Fujian..."

click!
Through the fork stuck in the glass by the coaster, and Fukie's cold gaze, Inoue Izumi swallowed back her complaints.

He gave an awkward smile, picked up the hot tea on the table, raised his cup to Uta Kasyapa, and gave a knowing smile that any man would understand.

His gratitude was heartfelt; he was truly grateful to Uta Kasyapa, especially considering that Fue had not met Uta Kasyapa before.

The demands that come out of nowhere from time to time are the real headaches.

For example, in an unlimited ten-player underground arena, only one person can survive. Or, if you have nothing better to do, you can randomly control one or more people to carry out an extremely bloody event.

Compared to now, it's just a matter of spending a little money or using some connections; it couldn't be easier.

Back then, even when interacting with Fujiang, I had to be extremely careful, fearing that she might do something to me on the spot if I wasn't careful.

Unlike now, you can make a joke or vent your frustrations and get away scot-free. Life couldn't be better.

(End of this chapter)