Tokyo: I'm bound to the evil women!

They found it? What's going on?

At this moment, Fujiwara Matsu wasn't even beside the two of them, but the sudden system notification startled him.

His mind raced, and he even put aside the things that had been taking over his thoughts.

Qianye... No, it can't be her. If it were her, we would have known sooner.

Did I slip up?

Fujiwara Matsuru began to review his words and actions, and after thinking it over, he still felt it was all perfectly normal.

What happened?

…………

The Chiya family.

"This one is a bit too sweet, ask the kitchen to replace it."

"Put down the black tea, let me brew it for you, Miss."

As Chiyo's personal maid, she has always been responsible for Chiyo's daily life in great detail.

At that moment, a person dressed differently from the maids walked up to her.

"Lord Shiratori, the information you requested has been collected."

"Don't tell Miss about this."

"Yes."

She reached out and took it, immediately flipping through it. Besides being responsible for Chiya Mio's daily affairs, she was also arranged by Chiya Mio's father to be Chiya Mio's personal maid, responsible for Chiya Mio's safety.

Therefore, in many situations, she has authority no less than that of Chiya Mio.

After flipping through it a few times, I found that Fujiwara Matsu's resume was clean and simple, and I finished it in no time.

There is currently no security threat.

She gave Fujiwara Matsu a simple assessment, but the look in her eyes deepened.

If he's someone who knows nothing about Miss, why should she look at him like that?

In her memory, this was the first boy who had ever been so close to Chiya Mio, and it was even because of him.

She recalled the first time she met Fujiwara Matsu, when Chiya Mio actually got close to him and even had physical contact with him, which was simply... unforgivable.

The thoughts in her mind grew stronger, and she unconsciously exuded murderous intent. She clenched the things in her hands tightly, and the documents were pierced by her fingertips.

The person who originally came to know was frightened by her demeanor and trembled slightly.

Another maid approached and, forcing herself to speak, said:

"Lord Shiratori, the young lady asked where the black tea you brewed is?"

"Tell the young lady she'll be right there."

Although there is no safety threat, close contact with prostitutes still requires removal.

He handed the black tea to Chiya Mio, who took a sip and gave him her usual smile.

"As expected, the black tea you brew, Saki, still tastes the best."

The maid held a tray in her arms, pressing it against her chest, revealing two jade-like arcs beneath the porcelain tray.

"Thank you for the compliment, Miss. But I have some things to take care of today."

"You don't need to tell me such trivial things, Saki. You always have time that belongs to you. Go."

"Thank you, miss."

Shiratori Saki turned around, went back to her room, changed her clothes, packed her things, and left Chiya's house.

The information included Fujiwara Matsu's address, daily routine, and social relationships.

She was intimately familiar with the process of approaching, dealing with, and making someone "disappear legitimately." Clearing the way for prostitutes was simply her job.

She never caused Chiya Mio any trouble.

—At least, that's what she always thought.

Even though Chiya Mio said yesterday not to do anything on her own, she still felt it was necessary.

…………

After two days of torment, Fujiwara Matsu finally welcomed the long-awaited weekend.

Dealing with that young lady, Chiyo Mio, was exhausting; he needed to replenish his mana.

Fujiwara Matsu, who is the reincarnation of Xiao Chunan, is quite used to and enjoys living alone at home.

Staying at home and playing video games is his best way to relax.

However, something unexpected happened today.

"Ring ring!"

The doorbell rang, which annoyed him. Although he had a habit of delivering food, he didn't do it today, and usually no one would come to visit on weekends.

This made him very curious about what was going on.

As he approached the door, the view he saw through the peephole startled him.

Shiratori Saki? No? Wait a minute?

Fujiwara Matsu rubbed his eyes, looking away from the cat's eyes.

He even had the hallucination that he was still dreaming.

Shiratori Saki was standing prettily outside his door, dressed in a simple tracksuit and a short skirt that reached about knee-length.

She lacked any of the intimidating aura she usually exuded; instead, she maintained her usual upright posture, which made her appear exceptionally graceful.

After hesitating for a moment, he opened the door and looked at the senior student standing in front of him:

"Senior Shiratori, is there anything I can help you with? Also, how did you know my home address?"

"Mr. Fujiwara, may I come in?"

Fujiwara Matsu scrutinized the other person for a moment, and seeing that the threatening aura around him was gone, he took two steps back to let him in.

"Excuse me. Do you have slippers for guests?"

Shiratori Saki did not walk straight in, but instead asked a question politely.

"No need, I don't need these things at home, just come in."

Upon hearing Fujiwara Matsu's words, the other person remained silent for a moment, then quietly took off his shoes before stepping inside.

The door closed, and Fujiwara Matsu turned back and asked:

"So, Shiratori..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Shiratori Saki slash her thigh, a small knife appear in her hand, which she then thrust towards Fujiwara Matsu.

His mind went blank for a moment, but his survival instinct quickly overcame his fear, and his body began to move.

I dodged to the side, but my opponent slashed with the blade, aiming straight at Fujiwara Matsu.

He instinctively took two steps back, but bumped into the entrance steps and fell backward—this fall just happened to avoid Shiratori Saki's blade.

He turned and fled, with Shiratori Saki quickly giving chase. She should have been faster, but the weight of her breasts disrupted her rhythm during the vigorous movements. Fujiwara Matsu caught a glimpse of a deep disgust flashing across her face—not at him, but more at her own body.

Therefore, she clearly increased the force of her next kick.

Having taken a blow to the side, Fujiwara Matsu felt half of his body go numb, his left leg went weak, and he collapsed to his knees like a boiled shrimp.

Shiratori Saki lifted her leg and pressed it against his back, stomping hard to pin him to the ground. Then, she pressed her entire lower leg down, locking him in place with her body weight.

After skillfully locking his hands and rendering him completely incapable of resistance, Shiratori Saki placed the knife against his neck:

"Mr. Fujiwara, as a return gift for the rather positive impression I've had of you these past two days, do you have any last words?"

"I will make sure you remember it well."

The pain in his body had not yet subsided when the cold touch on his neck gave him a jolt of energy.

This guy just started attacking right away? This is a bit too much fanaticism!

The other party had already physically held a knife to his neck, and struggling would obviously only be counterproductive. Fujiwara Matsu's mind raced, trying to think of any words that could help him survive.

A die-hard fan? I've got it.

"Chiya-kun, do you know what Shiratori-senpai did?"

The blade pressed harder against his neck, and Fujiwara Matsu felt his skin being cut.

"Mr. Fujiwara, do you still dare to mention Miss at a time like this?"

"If you don't want Chiya to completely despise you, Shiratori-senpai, you'd better not do this. Chiya and I share some secrets."

"Killing me will only make Chiya angry, Shiratori-senpai. Have you thought this through?"

Fearing that the other party might start bleeding him from the neck halfway through the conversation, Fujiwara Matsu used the fastest speaking speed he had ever experienced in his life.

After saying that, he moved the knife that was pressing against his neck a little bit.

"What secret? Why is Miss angry with me because of you?"

Fujiwara Matsu made a firm decision and closed his eyes.

"Actually, you've noticed it too, haven't you, Shiratori-senpai? In Chiya-kun's heart, I'm far more important than you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fujiwara Matsu felt the person pressing down on his back exert extra force, as if trying to crush him. However, the blade changed its surface and pressed against his neck.

The other party's attitude had clearly changed. Even though they were extremely angry, they dared not make a move because of their concerns. Based on this reaction, Fujiwara Matsu knew that he had made the right bet.

Next, a rare opportunity to be alone, although the two were behaving strangely, was still a good chance for Fujiwara Matsu.

At this point, completing the system task should be fine, right?

"Actually, I am the one chosen by Chiya-san. Shiratori-senpai is just an outsider in a way."

[Mission: Knowing Fujiwara Matsu's secret is complete]

[Rewards received: Attribute Points *1, System Points *100]

It's done... it couldn't possibly be "the system itself" after all.

"What did you say?!"

Shiratori Sazaki, who was pressing down on Fujiwara no Matsu's back, had a rare change in his voice, and the knife pressed against his neck was trembling...

She remembered what Chiya Mio had said yesterday.