54 Jinjiang Exclusive

◎“hentai!!”◎

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Fyodor had just returned to his hiding place when he saw Gogol sitting in front of his computer with a smile on his face, holding a plate of sushi.

“Not bad,” the clown said, fiddling with the chopsticks in his hand. “I thought you’d come back with a high fever again today.”

"..."

Without saying a word, Fyodor picked up the wasabi sauce from the side and squeezed it all onto the sushi on Gogol's plate.

"Oh?" Gogol looked at the bright green mustard in the plate, not angry at all, but even finding it somewhat amusing. "What's wrong, so annoyed?"

“I’m just trying to prevent you from tricking me into eating sushi with wasabi,” Fyodor said calmly.

Gogol: "..."

Is it so hard to admit that you're upset that Kawakami Wakai teamed up with Dazai Osamu to wage psychological warfare?

But there were some things Gogol felt he didn't need to say out loud, so he simply picked up a piece of wasabi sushi with his chopsticks, which he wasn't very skilled at using yet, licked it, and immediately made an exaggerated expression.

"No wonder the Japanese love this so much, it really is awesome."

“It’s a bit too spicy for me.” Fyodor didn’t even glance at Gogol.

After speaking, he picked up the cello case that was placed to the side, quickly applied rosin to the bow, adjusted the strings and the cello's speed, and the melody slowly flowed out.

“Amazing grace, how sweet the sound…” Gogol sang along softly, but his gaze fell on the rosin on the ground.

Speaking of which, this piece of rosin was actually a gift from Ruoyi for Tuosijun's birthday.

I wonder if, for Tuosijun now, his "grace" is an ideal or "her"?

…………

Kawakami Wakana noticed that ever since she was forced to play a red-blue game at Blackjack's clinic, Fedia no longer sent her "game links" from that email address that was just a string of random characters. Life seemed to have returned to calm, like the calm before the storm.

She didn't know what Fedia's next plan was, or when she would make her move, but the only thing she was sure of was that it wasn't over yet.

Mid-December should have been a time of anticipation for Christmas and the New Year. But as Hinata Natsu happily talked on the phone about her brother coming home at the end of the month and the family planning a hot spring trip, Kawakami Wakana felt a voice inside her telling her—

"Now is not the time to look forward to holidays."

“Oh, right,” Hinata Natsu said on the other end of the phone, “Nyan-chan’s parents seem to be going on a trip too.”

"...?"

Ruoyi plopped up from the tatami mat, causing the table lamp on the nearby table to fall to the ground with a loud thud.

Faced with Hinata Natsu's concern, she put on a smile and said "It's okay," then hurriedly hung up the phone and started looking up the messages she and her family had exchanged over the past few days.

There were no topics related to "travel".

Ruoyi knew that, given her relationship with her parents, if it really was just an ordinary trip as Xia Jiang's family had planned, they would have told her.

Fortunately, it was Saturday, so she didn't have to go to the detective agency. With that thought, Kawakami Wakana subconsciously grabbed her keys, phone, and small bag, put on her shoes, went straight to the station, and took the train back to Tokyo, the place where she had lived for four years during her university years.

Yes.

Ruoyi guessed that if her parents were packing their travel bags without telling her, the most likely reason was that they planned to come to her rented apartment to give her a "surprise".

Thinking of the game that Fei Jia was still playing, Ruoyi couldn't let her parents know that she had joined the Armed Detective Agency, and she couldn't let them set foot in Yokohama.

After hesitating for a moment in front of the apartment, Ruoyi looked at the high-end chocolate in her hand and carefully rang the doorbell.

She now only hopes that the house has been rented out again, and that the new tenant is someone who is easy to talk to, so that she can at least pretend that she is still living here.

After the doorbell rang three times, the heavy door was finally pushed open.

Very good!

It's already rented out!

Ruoyi didn't bother to see who it was before extending the bag of high-end chocolates in front of the person and bowing deeply at a 90-degree angle. Her subsequent words were filled with respect.

"I'm so sorry for this sudden visit. Could you please spare me a moment to do me a favor?"

"Sure," a voice said indifferently, "but you need to tell me first what you want me to do for you."

Kawakami Wakai:!

With a "thud," the chocolate in its hand fell to the ground, and its bowing motion froze as if it were a wooden puppet. After a long while, seeing the other person bend down and pick up the bag of chocolates from the ground, it finally raised its head with difficulty.

Then his eyes met Fyodor's grape-like eyes.

"..."

"..."

"…………"

“You…” Kawakami Wakana’s voice was a little hoarse, “You look like someone I know.”

"Oh?" The other person looked at her as if she were watching a good show. "'Similar'...that's all?"

"..."

"Come in," Fyodor beckoned. "Tell me what you have to say."

Following behind Fyodor, Kawakami Wakana carefully stepped into the house.

Once the room door is closed, there's likely no way to escape. But Ruoyi knows she can't let them escape.

She had to find out why Fedia had rented the place she used to live in, and she couldn't let her parents, who were likely already on their way to Tokyo by Shinkansen, see Fedia.

But when she saw the layout of the house, she was stunned.

Both the placement and style of the furniture were exactly the same as before she moved out. This caused Ruoyi's memory to momentarily falter, making her wonder if joining the Armed Detective Agency and moving into their dormitory during this period was all a dream.

But this somewhat confused feeling completely dissolved into one word after seeing the pink cat-themed three-piece bedding set she also had on the bed—

hentai.

“Hentai!” Ruoyi blurted out instinctively.

“Feijia, I don’t know how accepting of this kind of thing is in Lucia, but in Japan, if a girl moves out and then rents her old apartment, even recreating the room’s furnishings and the bed sheets, people will think you’re crazy!”

And it just so happens to be pink!

Fyodor spread his hands innocently: "After all, your past is very interesting to me to observe."

"And as you know, with my physical condition, I simply cannot arrange the room on my own."

Kawakami Wakai: "So you mean to shift the blame to Gogol? Like, this is just another of his weird hobbies or something."

Fyodor nodded.

"..."

no?

You're really going to flirt with me!

"Would you like some?" At that moment, a teacup was slowly pushed to the other side of the small square table. The teacup contained Fyodor's favorite black tea.

"Th-thank you—"

Kawakami Wakana accepted the black tea, feeling flattered. Just as she was about to take a sip, she noticed that Fyodor was staring at her.

fydor is watching you!

"..."

For some reason, Ruoyi suddenly remembered a phone call she had with Hinata Natsu in the past.

Hinata Natsumi said that most of her brother's classmates from the high school volleyball team are already married, but Hinata Shoyo has never had a romantic relationship.

"I don't really want a sister-in-law," Hinata Natsumi said, "but... wouldn't guys become psychologically abnormal if they haven't been in a relationship for too long?!"

"..."

So that means—

When her supernatural ability accessed Feja's thousand-year-old memories, it seemed there was indeed no trace of a "girlfriend."

Aside from her "online girlfriend".

hiss--

Kawakami Wakana was startled by her own thoughts.

If even someone as young as Xiangyang who has never been in a relationship gets teased by his younger sister, who says, "If this continues, you'll become mentally unstable," then Fei Jia...

Although she guessed that his purpose might not be the same as the so-called "hentai," she still felt a chill run down her spine.

At the same time, my heart seemed to be beating faster.

“So—” Looking at the bristling kitten in front of him, Fyodor took a small sip of his black tea and asked, “What brings you here?”

"..."

yes--!

The focus now is not on whether Fei Jia's act of moving into her house and restoring the layout constitutes pervert, but on her parents!

So Kawakami Wakana blurted out, "Please lend me this house for a few days."

"Why should I lend it to you?" Fyodor continued to press.

Ruoyi opened her mouth, but then gave up on telling the truth.

Letting Feda know that her parents are coming... I still have a bad feeling about it.

What kind of reason would make Fedia agree?

"It's Dazai!" she exclaimed. "He discovered the secret of this house!"

“Dazai?” Fyodor chuckled. “Is he saying that there are cans of golden crab meat hidden in this house, or the Complete Purple Clay Technique 2?”

"..."

“I guess it’s because of your parents,” Fyodor bluntly stated the truth that had been kept from him.

"Cough cough—" Kawakami Wakai choked on her black tea.

But then she saw Fyodor's deep eyes fixed on her: "Neko—"

Do you think I'm definitely going to hurt them?

You're perfectly capable of doing something like that—

Ruoyi cried out in her heart.

But then the doorbell rang again.

"Looks like it's too late, little kitty." Fyodor seemed to be enjoying the show.

He leaned close to Ruoyi's ear, and his warm breath immediately made her ear itch.

"You want me to hide? There's no way I'll hide."

"But—if I have to play along and pretend to be your boyfriend, maybe I'll agree."

As he spoke, he opened the door and gave a polite bow to the couple who seemed somewhat surprised to see him.

Hello.

"I'm currently dating Ruoyi-san—"

"Raskolnikov".

"...!"

Kawakami Wakana was practically roaring.

This guy—!!

However, given the circumstances, her only option was to play along with Fedya—no, Raskolnikov—and coax her parents back to Sendai.

Thinking this, Ruoyi smiled and took Fyodor's arm.

[Author's Note]

Gogol: Achoo!

That's so strange.

How could Yokohama's winter let a clown catch a cold?

These past few days have truly been hell.

It can scare someone so much that their heart stops beating.

My maternal grandmother is over eighty years old. She has difficulty walking and is a bit forgetful, so she can't take care of herself. My mother and two aunts have had to take turns letting her stay at our house. She's been staying with us these past few days.

Then, my family has a dog. When my elderly relative was cooking, they insisted on helping to get the dishes and chopsticks, and stepped on the dog. The dog whimpered in pain, and startled, slipped and fell, its ear scraping against a metal box on the floor, causing a serious cut.

The wound clearly needed stitches, and given that an elderly person has a fracture or brain hemorrhage, things could get very complicated. We had to call an ambulance immediately. Thankfully, the CT scan didn't reveal anything wrong; it was just a cut on the ear that required several stitches.

That's terrifying...

Small Theater

Ruoyi's father: Are you Lucia?

Fyodor nodded

Ruoyi's father immediately pulled out a bottle of vodka: Harasho~

Kawakami Ruoyi: "..."