Tokyoites don't have martial virtue

"Enough, stop talking." Ogiwara Yu, unable to bear it any longer, slammed his fist on the table and asked in a deep voice:

Are you telling me all this to make me feel guilty?

"No, that's not true. I just begged Ogiwara-kun not to be troubled by my affairs anymore," Yuuki Suigin confessed with a smile.

"I hope that Ogiwara-kun can hold his head high and face life with his head held high. If there is anything else I can do, I hope to do everything I can to help Ogiwara-kun."

"I..." Ogihara Yu also supported his forehead, as if he was choking, unable to say anything.

After a moment, he looked at Kyushu Makoto and Elizabeth with a troubled expression and asked, "Um, have you two finished your work?"

“She has attained enlightenment; there is indeed no reason for her to stay here.” Eliza scoffed. “Red Center, shall we leave?”

“Mr. Ogiwara, do you need to be alone for a while?” Kyushu asked.

"Yes, please let me have some peace and quiet," Ogiwara Yuya said wearily. "Please also take Yuuki Mercury with you."

"Well then, we'll take our leave now." Kyushu Makoto thought for a moment, then took out a piece of paper and wrote down a phone number:

“This is my phone number. If you are interested in finding a job after you are released from prison, you can contact me. I can't guarantee 100% success, but I will do my best to help you.”

"Thank you." Ogiwara Yuya hesitated before accepting the note.

While the two were talking, Eliza had already efficiently collected the remaining talismans in the interrogation room and packed her things to leave.

Yuuki Suigin looked at Ogiwara Yuya with lingering affection, reaching out her fair and beautiful hand as if she wanted to touch him.

After hesitating for a moment, she curled her fingers into a ball and withdrew them.

"call out!"

Yuuki Suigin's body transformed into a stream of light, coalescing into a brand-new pair of large scissors, which landed in Kyushu Makoto's hand.

Kyushu sincerely understood and put the scissors back into the sword case, then bid farewell to Ogihara Yuya before leaving the interrogation room.

The dimly lit room was empty. Ogihara Yuya placed his hands on the table and took a deep breath, his hands trembling.

"Ogiwara, the meeting is over!" After a while, the prison guard walked in with a stack of documents:

"You need to sign a document. After you sign it, come back to my cell with me. Why are you crying?"

"Waaah... Why... Why are you only telling me this now? What a joke!"

Ogiwara Yuya sat in a chair, his hands covering his head, sobbing uncontrollably.

He had no idea why he was crying. Since killing Yuuki Suigin, he hadn't shed a single tear, whether facing his parents' sorrowful faces or the Yuuki family's accusations.

Because he hated Yuuki Suigintou, and he also hated those self-righteous adults who thought "it's only natural for girls to bully boys".

But for some reason, he finally couldn't help but cry today—probably to release the emotions that had been suppressed for years. He cried loudly, and the mournful sound echoed back and forth in the room.

"Hey, Ogiwara, are you alright?" Even the prison guards couldn't bear to watch any longer and quickly came over with tissues and barley tea to comfort him.

After leaving the juvenile detention center, the two came to a secluded corner where the ghost of Yuuki Mercury reappeared.

"Are you satisfied now?" Kyushu Makoto asked, arms crossed, trying to sound friendly. "Could you please disappear voluntarily?"

Yuuki Suigin floated in mid-air, flicking his shimmering hair: "I'm really sorry, but I actually have one last request."

“We went through so much trouble to get Ogiwara Yuya to apologize to you,” Elizabeth said impatiently. “What else do you want?”

Yuuki Suigin tapped his chin with his index finger and thought for a moment: "I want to go home and visit my parents. Then I'll tell them to stop blaming Ogiwara-kun."

Eliza readily opened her phone's map app: "Okay, tell me your address, and I'll take you there right now."

“I also want to apologize to the four junior students I hurt,” Yuuki Suigin continued.

“I will convey the apology,” Kyushu Makoto assured him. “You’ll scare them if you go, and you’ll have to make them sign a confidentiality agreement. It’s too much trouble.”

"I have one more question," Yuuki Suigin asked softly, "When will Ogiwara-kun be released from prison?"

“According to the court’s ruling, we have to wait three years,” Kyushu Makoto replied.

"In that case, I have one last request." Yuuki Suigin thought to himself:

"I want to see Ogiwara-kun one last time after he is released from prison. In exchange, I am willing to serve you for the next three years."

"Do you want to continue signing the contract with me?" Kyushu Makoto asked.

"That's right, this is my final request." Yuuki Suigin said earnestly, "May I ask if Mr. Kurenai can grant my wish?"

Kyushu Makoto glanced at Elizabeth, who snorted and laughed indifferently, "Whatever, she's already a Buddha, so you can do whatever you want with her."

“No problem,” Kyushu Makoto readily agreed. “I will let you see Mr. Ogiwara one last time, provided that you behave yourself for three years.”

Upon hearing this, Yuuki Suigin smiled happily, and a pair of scissors appeared in her hand.

"Swoosh—!" She deftly swung the blade, cutting off her cascading black hair in one stroke, leaving only a head of slightly unkempt short hair.

Yuuki Suigin twisted the cut long hair into a rope and tied one end to the handle of the scissors.

"Please accept this, Mr. Kurenai." Yuuki Suigin respectfully handed the scissors to Kyushu Makoto.

"My power resides within this; it is proof of our contract."

A small, blood-red magic circle appeared on the scissors, as if enticing him to place his hand on it.

"Another domination contract~" Eliza, standing to the side, crossed her arms and said with a hint of sourness, "Two domination contracts signed in just one week, this is what they call being too kind and having too much good fortune~"

Kyushu Makoto reached out and grasped the scissors. The long hair tied to the handle coiled around his forearm like a python, forming a shape similar to an arm guard, with strands as hard as carapace.

He twirled the scissors in his hand a few times, feeling as smoothly as if they were daggers. He then thrust the scissors into a nearby tree, skillfully using his forearm to push the blade all the way in.

"The sharpness is quite good." As if he had discovered a fine weapon, Makoto Kyushu let out a soft sigh.

"I'm so glad Mr. Hongzhong likes it; it truly honors me." Yuuki Suigin bowed sincerely to him.

“I can sense that you possess a noble soul, and therefore I am willing to entrust myself to you… I believe that you will use my power correctly to save more pitiful people like Ogiwara-kun.”

134. The Qing Dynasty head of the household who was cursed to bring misfortune to his wives.

"Thank you for completing the expedited request for [Scissors Girl], you've worked hard!"

At the front desk of the Yin-Yang Bureau, the receptionist respectfully congratulated the two and took the task report forms they had filled out.

Kyushu Makoto took out the phone that the Onmyo-ryo had given him and found that the points in his account were increasing at a visible speed, even exceeding the points he had accumulated from all his previous commissions.

Seeing Kyushu Makoto's surprised expression, the receptionist explained to him:

"Because you completed an expedited commission with a one-week time limit, your points reward is tripled. You helped the vengeful spirit attain Buddhahood, so your reward is doubled again, for a total of six times."

"These points are almost equivalent to what I've achieved in half a year." Eliza stared blankly at her phone screen, murmuring softly:

"At this rate, I'll soon be qualified to take the Class B promotion exam!"

Kyushu Makoto wasn't particularly obsessed with points; in fact, the allure of commission fees was greater.

He glanced at his phone; it was already 8 PM. He then suggested:

"Let's call it a day, I haven't even had dinner yet."

"We definitely need to celebrate getting so many points!" Eliza exclaimed happily, "I'll treat you to dinner!"

"Is that alright?" Kyushu Makoto raised an eyebrow. "Then I won't stand on ceremony."

After leaving the Yin-Yang Bureau, the two found a barbecue restaurant.

Eliza seemed a little disappointed with the food and wanted to take him to a more upscale restaurant. However, Kyushu Makoto felt that since they were just colleagues, there was no need to spend too much money.

"What does it matter? It's my old man's credit card anyway~" Eliza said helplessly, resting her chin on her hand, but she also began to use tongs to pry the meat slices on the wire mesh with great interest.

After finishing her meal, Eliza gently covered her mouth and let out a small burp, then downed the iced mango juice in her glass in one gulp, and said:

"Hongzhong, take a two-week vacation."

"Taking a vacation?" Kyushu Makoto heard this incredibly novel word from her: "Weren't you in a hurry to accumulate points?"

"After teaming up with you, I gained the points I used to take half a year to achieve in just one week. My progress has greatly improved." Eliza smiled with satisfaction.

"I have final exams coming up soon, and I need to set aside some time to study."

“Yes, I need to study too,” Kyushu Makoto said, showing his understanding.

Xiujin High School's midterm exams are in two weeks, and the teachers have been reminding students every day. Those students who are more focused on their grades have already started reviewing.

If it were the old Kyushu Makoto who aspired to go to university, he would definitely be burning the midnight oil preparing for the exams by now. However, the current Kyushu Makoto has no desire to go to university, so he doesn't plan to force himself and will just let things take their course.

"By the way, we've only completed three or four commissions this week. Is that as efficient as you have for half a year?" Kyushu Makoto asked again.

"Ha~ So what?" Eliza couldn't help but laugh.

"A normal Class C team is considered efficient if they can complete one commission a week! When I used to work alone, it would take me two or three weeks to complete one commission, and I would often fail."

"But I saw you fighting the monsters with ease, and you were always suppressing them?" Kyushu Makoto asked, puzzled.

Eliza would lay out a circle of talismans on the ground during each battle, then use the talismans to harass the monster while charging in with her Bajiquan style. Before Kyushu Makoto could even charge in with his truck, the monster was already on the verge of death.

“Spiritual beings are incredibly resilient. Even your big truck couldn't kill them. How could I possibly take care of them with just a few punches and kicks?” Eliza shaped one hand into what appeared to be a large truck and pushed it forward forcefully.

"On the surface, I'm suppressing them, but in reality, the situation will immediately reverse if I relax even slightly. Without your big truck's decisive blow, it would be very difficult for me to defeat them on my own. So I always have to be 120% prepared before I dare to make a move, and there's still a chance they'll escape."

“I see,” Kyushu Makoto nodded silently, casting a sympathetic look at him. “Then you must have had a tough time before. A girl who hadn’t even reached adulthood had to face ruthless monsters all by herself, and every time it was a life-or-death battle where she had to fight with all her might.”

"Stop, stop, stop! Don't give me that pitying look!" Eliza quickly gestured for him to stop.

"Exorcists are this kind of profession. Without this kind of awareness, I could never dream of reaching the master level in my entire life!"