Tokyo, My Childhood Friend is a Ghost Story

Chapter 171 She has never been a kind-hearted person.
While the group was chatting, Jia Yezi, feeling a bit bored, curiously approached Zhen Shuizi and the others who were arranging rare ancient books.

Seeing her unprotected, picking up the book with her bare hands and opening it, Mazuko felt a pang of pain in her heart.

But she didn't say anything, after all, these were Jia Yezi's personal items, and she figured she wouldn't object if she burned Zhen Shuizi's.

All I could do was mutter to myself, "What a waste of money."

"Huh? Why are you wearing gloves?"

Upon hearing this, Mamizuko patiently explained that gloves could prevent sweat from corroding books, and so on. Jia Yezi quickly put down her book and stood aside like a little girl who had made a mistake.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean to."

"It's alright, these are your books. Even if you burn them, no one will say anything. You don't need to do that."

Zhenshuizi quickly comforted Jiayezi, feeling a mix of emotions.

To maintain such a state of mind in that kind of upbringing, Lady Jiayezi is truly remarkable.

On the other side, Fujang took a sip of the coffee prepared by the barista.

"Kiwa Arima should be getting a promotion soon, right?"

"Yes, according to the plan, we intend to move him to Tokyo to become the governor, and then to the cabinet. At the very least, he should become a member of the House of Councillors before he turns fifty."

Fu Jiang nodded. If the Inoue family had any shortcomings, it would probably be that they didn't have enough government officials. In many cases, they had to cut off enough interests to get things done.

"Contact me if you need anything."

"It's natural."

With Fukie as a trump card, Inoue Izumi will naturally bring her out at the right time.

Of course, she should be made to appear in public as little as possible. When she meets with Fukue now, she always makes excuses to avoid the outside world, for fear that someone will investigate the relationship between the Inoue family and her.

It's not that I'm worried about someone poaching my wife or anything like that, but I'm afraid that if Fukie feels threatened, she might suddenly lash out and start a massacre, causing trouble that even the Inoue family can't handle.

Because more than a decade ago, there really was a family called Uesugi who somehow provoked Fukue, resulting in the entire family being wiped out overnight.

That incident terrified the Inoue family, as it not only directly alarmed the old men in the cabinet, but also the head of the Ukrainian garrison.

Fortunately, Fu Jiang was truly murderous that time, just like the Truth Cult this time, she almost shook the eggs to pieces.

All of the more than 5,000 registered members of the Truth Cult died tragically in different ways and in different places.

Because the deaths were so widespread, and there was only one connection between them—the identity of a believer—along with the Inoue family's deliberate cover-up, the old guys in the cabinet could only attribute these deaths to infighting caused by the collapse of their faith.

After settling things at the bookstore, in the evening, Inoue Izumi said goodbye to the others and strolled downstairs.

"It's all arranged, right?"

"All have been replaced, and the surrounding shops are under our control. We have also contacted the plainclothes police and have shared internal information."

Inoue Izumi was fairly satisfied with Mamiko's answer, although she didn't know why the police were paying so much attention to Kayoko.

Inoue Izumi could only attribute it to Fukue's methods. After all, if something like the Truth Cult happened again, Inoue Izumi didn't know how many people would die outside, but many members of the Inoue family would certainly die.
At the bookstore entrance, Inoue Izumi waved goodbye to Yoshimura Hanako and murmured to himself.

"She's never been a kind-hearted person."

With a sigh, Inoue Izumi, like a retired old man, left the bookstore with a group of plainclothes bodyguards.

Inside the bookstore, Jia Yezi looked around like a curious little girl, especially at her own special spot in the corner.

Utakayo and Fukie observed Jia Yezi's various actions. Fukie took off her shoes and placed the black chocolate silk on Utakayo's lap.

Uta Kasyapa's fingers gently pressed against her skin, and she blinked as she looked at the fair soles of her feet that were faintly visible beneath the black chocolate.

Fu Jiang took in his deep affection, waved to signal the people around her to go to the back, and a mischievous smile appeared on her lips.

Under the playful teasing of the chocolate, the balloon began to inflate restlessly.

Unfortunately, the balloon deflated, leaving chocolate crumbs all over its body.

The chocolate was left untreated and returned to the dark room.

Jia Yezi returned to the two of them with satisfaction. Seeing that Utakayo's breathing was a little heavy, she placed her hand on his forehead with concern.

"Kasyapa, are you alright?"

Uta Kassapa shook his head, took her hand and held it in his to indicate that he was alright. "Let's go home and have dinner."

Once Uta Kasyapa had recovered, Fukie took his arm and led Jia Yezi downstairs.

"Matsuko, you've worked so hard here."

"May you three have a safe journey."

On the way back, Fujō looked at Utakayo with a half-smile.

"how do you feel?"

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Uta Kassapa dared not speak, and simply drove in silence.

Fu Jiang smiled seductively at this and glanced at Jia Yezi, who looked somewhat bewildered and curious, in the rearview mirror.

"Bai Qiao is there. We'll have her try it when we get back."

Uta Kassapa, though lacking in self-control, swallowed hard.

"White chocolate? I... I didn't bring any today."

Fu Jiang felt somewhat helpless about the shrew in her family who didn't understand jargon and was always the one to be bullied.

"It's alright, you'll find out when we get back."

After returning home, Fujang picked up the shoes, smelled them, frowned in disgust, and put them down.

"Remember to wash my shoes and stockings."

"Roger that!"

She now understood how disgusting it was to have those stockings covered up after wearing them all day.

But I've heard that some people actually like this?

Later that evening, the family of four took Xiao Hei out for a meal.

"Xiao Hei is getting more and more picky about food now; he doesn't eat sausage casing rice much anymore."

Upon hearing this, Fu Jiang bent down and touched Xiao Hei, who was lying on the ground quietly eating sashimi noodles, his muscles becoming more and more defined, resembling a little leopard.

"If you don't want to eat, then don't eat. There's nothing wrong with eating something fresh."

"Meow~"

Feeling Fu Jiang's caresses, Xiao Hei stopped eating, sat up, and obediently rubbed against her palm.

Fujang deeply agreed with Fujang's opinion.

"Eat well, and you'll have more stamina. Otherwise, you'll always break down halfway through every time you go out with me."

Upon hearing this, Jia Yezi looked at the increasingly robust Xiao Hei with some concern.

"Will I turn into a chubby little boy?"

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Fu Jiang rolled her eyes.

"Mind your own business first, then go and mop the floor!"

"Oh"

That evening, after Jia Yezi finished wiping the floor, Fu Jiang, with a strange expression, instructed her to change into her new gear and took Little Fu Jiang upstairs.

Although Jia Yezi didn't know what it was for, she obediently changed into it.

White chocolate and dark chocolate have a very different texture; white chocolate is softer and creamier, and its flavor is slightly less intense.

But it is precisely because of this that we can savor it slowly from different angles and on multiple levels.

(End of this chapter)