Chapter 129 Declaring Sovereignty

The night was dark.

After finishing our meal and leaving the restaurant, it was nearly midnight.

In Japan, a nice meal can easily take several hours. The dishes are served in rounds, each round consisting of a small plate. The portions are small, the taste is good, but it can be a bit tedious.

Kisaragi Shiori even took a few sips.

Shiori Kisaragi said that it would be a waste not to enjoy these delicious dishes with a few sips of sake; it would be like eating this meal for nothing.

Wagyu beef, tuna, spotted squid, white sea bream... these are indeed very palatable snacks to accompany drinks.

After finishing the meal, Kirihara Akira was so full that she couldn't stand it anymore, while Kisaragi Shiori was still slightly tipsy.

With no other option, Kirihara Akira could only call a designated driver for her.

The two sat in the back seat, one on the left and one on the right, without disturbing each other.

The two remained silent; all the idle chatter and drunken banter they had wanted to share had already been said at the dinner table.

The car window was half-lowered, and a gentle breeze was blowing.

The evening breeze was pleasant, ruffling my hair.

Shiori Kisaragi cupped her face in her hands, watching the changing scenery outside the window, her thoughts a jumble of emotions.

She suddenly realized that she hadn't been this happy in a long time.

When was the last time I forgot about my mission, exercised recklessly, and then went out for a meal and drinks with friends at a quiet place like today? It doesn't even seem like it was at police academy, but rather around the time I graduated from high school.

The alcohol was bought secretly, and the shop was a friend's shop.

Those were such carefree and unrestrained times.

Now, Shiori Kisaragi feels that she has permanently lost that right.

To this day, I still haven't been able to get it back. It's just that the joy I felt has taken a different form and returned to me.

She thought: Back then, some people said that Shiori Kisaragi was wasting her youth. With such a beautiful face, she neither dated nor went out to play. She was always alone and only had a few close friends occasionally.

If Shiori Kisaragi had actually found a boyfriend back then, would she have been able to experience this kind of feeling now?

After thinking about it, forget it.

Shiori Kisaragi didn't talk about it back then, not because she was aloof or didn't want to, but simply because she didn't find anyone she liked.

Forcing a relationship isn't love; it's just degrading yourself.

Kirihara Akatsuki seemed to come from another world, someone who came specifically to meet her.

Shiori Kisaragi thought about it and then felt that it wasn't quite right.

This kid knows women very well, and he lives in the Mori family. The Mori family happens to have two beautiful young ladies in their prime. Moreover, she recently heard rumors that the one from the Kamio family has also set his sights on this kid, Kirihara Akira.

Was he here specifically to meet all sorts of beautiful women?

Kisaragi Shiori grew increasingly angry and suddenly slapped the dazed Kirihara Akira.

Kirihara Akatsuki glanced at her and asked curiously, "What?"

Kisaragi Shiori didn't say anything, but hit him again.

Then they hit again.

On the fourth strike, Kirihara Akira grabbed her hand.

He placed his hands on his lap and examined them.

Kisaragi Shiori said, "What's so interesting about it? It's pretty rough."

"It's beautiful," Kirihara Akira said honestly.

With outsiders present, the two tacitly avoided discussing Kisaragi Shiori's work.

After Naoto Daimon was shot, Chowa Kamio's people rarely lingered around him anymore.

It's probably because things are getting tense.

Shiori Kisaragi withdrew her hand and said, "What's so pretty about it? You don't take care of your nails at all; they're going to cause problems."

"Then take better care of yourself. How can someone who plays music be so rough around the edges?" Kirihara Akira said. "I happen to know a beauty salon. I'll take you there another day."

"Hehe, which little sister took you there?" Kisaragi Shiori asked with ill intent.

Kirihara Akira swears that for a fleeting moment, he actually saw the designated driver's ears perk up.

"Don't mess around." Kirihara Akira grinned. "You'll make the driver think I started something and then abandoned him."

The driver in front coughed once but didn't say anything.

"Heh." Shiori Kisaragi chuckled coldly twice.

Then silence returned.

In silence, in silence, we arrived home.

She first had the driver take Kirihara Akira to the Mori family's mansion.

"That's all for now, thank you, Kisaragi-sensei," Kirihara Akira said as she got out of the car.

"This is strange. You're the one who paid the bill, so why are you thanking me?" Shiori Kisaragi asked, puzzled.

"Because I'm very happy today." Kirihara Akira smiled and closed the car door, then went to the driver's seat and knocked on the window. After the window rolled down, he slipped in some money and said, "Driver, please drive slowly. Here's a tip for your trouble."

The driver beamed and repeatedly agreed.

"Wait a minute!" Kisaragi Shiori suddenly said from the back seat, opening the car door and getting out.

She took out a wad of cash and forcefully stuffed it into Kirihara Akira's arms, saying, "Don't forget this."

Kirihara Akatsuki finally gave in and said helplessly, "Fine, fine, I'll accept it."

"This is what you were supposed to take," Shiori Kisaragi said. "I added some more, but it might not even be enough."

As the two were talking, the Mori family's gate on the steps suddenly opened.

The two looked up and saw that the person who had come was none other than the young lady, Mori Shizue.

Mori Shizue descended the steps with impeccable poise, approached the car, gave Kisaragi Shiori a basic bow, and said, "It's been a long time since I've greeted you, Kisaragi-sensei. Since preparing for Keimei University, I've rarely been to the school, which is a real pity. I was hoping to learn more about music theory from you."

"If Miss Shizue doesn't mind, I can come to your home for tutoring," Kisaragi Shiori said, seizing the opportunity.

"That would be great, let's wait for an opportunity."

"Okay." Shiori Kisaragi understood that she couldn't push her luck, so she said, "Then I'll go back first. If you need anything another day, I'll come visit you."

"Please wait a moment." Mori Shizue called out to her, and had the maid Asahi and Kanade behind her take out some money and give it to the driver, saying, "Sir, thank you for your help today. We have other arrangements to make, so please go back now."

The driver, of course, had no objections. He got paid, got out of the car, picked up his own vehicle, and drove off.

Kisaragi Shiori stared in surprise at Mori Shizue, who smiled slightly and said, "I will send someone to take you back. Now, please allow me to greet you again. It's a pleasure to meet you, Officer Kisaragi."

Her voice was quite loud, causing Kisaragi Shiori to look around in surprise. Mori Shizue covered her mouth and laughed, "Don't worry, the Mori family still has some control over this area."

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"...Did you need something from me?" Shiori Kisaragi asked.

"It's nothing important, but our previous contacts have all been through Xiaojun's introduction. We've never met directly in this capacity, so I thought it would be better to say hello," Mori Shizue said. "I'll send someone to take you back, and I'll also have someone investigate the background of the driver who just left."

"...Thank you for your kindness." Shiori Kisaragi said, "Then I'll head back now, you should get some rest."

"it is good."

The two met, but didn't say anything important.

Shiori Kisaragi knew exactly why she had come.

Shizue Mori is asserting sovereignty!

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