Chapter 141

It's good that you're willing to put in the effort for her (pointing out bugs).

Tokyo's night sky is dyed with a dazzling array of neon lights, and under the weight of extravagant wealth, it has lost its original natural colors.

Inside the deliberately chosen hotel banquet hall, shopping mall elites mingled and mingled, crystal chandeliers overhead reflecting dazzling light, and extravagant champagne glasses were exchanged between people.

Dongshu was dressed in an exquisite black dress, the layers of her skirt swaying gently with her movements.

Her eyes were large and bright, and a curious smile played on her lips. She held the hand of the woman next to her, looking exactly like a spoiled rich girl.

Her "girlfriend" tonight, Amuro Tooru, was wearing a dark blue evening gown, with long golden hair cascading down her back. Her unusually dark skin made the sapphire around her neck even more beautiful, sparkling with a cold light under the lights.

"Touko-neechan, you look so beautiful today! This dress is sure to be a huge hit!" Fuyuki looked up, her voice sweet and her eyes full of sincere admiration.

Amuro Tooru's identity today is that of a rising new model under Arisu Co., Ltd., and her unique style reveals a new trend at this gathering of celebrities.

Amuro Tooru's lips twitched almost imperceptibly, but he still gently raised the corners of his mouth and responded with a smile.

—It's all for the sake of the mission!

Even if a man dressed as a woman in a tight, cumbersome dress... it's perfectly fine!

hehe.

"Remember, evacuate immediately upon completion of the mission." Gin's cold, inexplicably murderous voice rang in everyone's headphones.

Fuyuki blinked, her face still bearing an innocent smile, as if she hadn't heard anything.

"Ms. Arisu, you've arrived." Several business people immediately approached with sharp eyes, their smiles respectful but their eyes gleaming with greed.

Arisu Corporation was originally a group of companies owned by Karasuma Renya. The company had many senior members, all of whom were outstanding in their respective industries and were among the best. They even had a hidden influence behind them.

As for how much it actually mixed in, apart from the current nominal owner, Karasuma's last remaining heir, no one knows.

The existence of such a huge object in the hands of a small girl naturally attracted countless covetous eyes.

"Good morning!" Dongshu looked up, her voice clear and crisp, just like an innocent child who was easy to manipulate.

She shook Amuro Tooru's hand beside her and proudly introduced, "This is Tooru-neechan, my new friend."

Amuro Tooru bowed gracefully as instructed in his emergency training, and spoke in a gentle female voice: "Nice to meet you, please take care of me."

The men nodded quickly.

With people trying to curry favor, it's natural that some in the crowd would start gossiping.

"That's the heir of the Karasuma family? I heard he even changed his name after his parents passed away..."

"Shh, keep your voice down. There's more to her than meets the eye, and she's called Arisu now..."

Fuyuki glanced at him discreetly a couple of times, then continued talking to the person in front of him as if he hadn't heard anything.

But after a while, these people who were being polite and hoping to gain something from her realized that they couldn't get anything out of a child, so they quickly made excuses to leave.

Fuyuki pursed her lips and muttered, "...Boring."

Amuro's X-ray vision fell on her face.

He had seen it clearly just now; it was obvious that the child was just toying with those people.

So... her behavior in the bar earlier was probably an act aimed at him.

Amuro Tooru's eyes darkened, and when Fuyuki looked over, the smile on his face seemed insincere.

Fuyuki was gliding around the banquet hall, quickly finding his target, and soon settled on a person who was smiling and chatting with others.

Taichiro Tanaka.

He appears kind and benevolent, but in private he dares to make deals with entities like the Black Organization, all for the sake of gaining more benefits for himself.

That's incredibly daring.

Once you get what you want, you should decisively cut ties with them. But once you're on this pirate ship, you can't just get off whenever you want.

Tanaka Taichiro was impeccably dressed in a suit, holding a wine glass in his hand, the blue gemstone on his ring gleaming brightly.

Fuyuki blinked, grabbed Amuro Tooru's hand, and with a gleam in her eyes as if she had seen such an interesting pastry, she quickly walked forward.

The banquet hall was bustling with people, and the messengers who were constantly moving around refilling drinks couldn't avoid her and bumped into her.

Brightly colored juice was spilled on her skirt. The water was dark, so it was hard to tell exactly what it was, but the sticky feeling still made the pampered girl, who had been spoiled since childhood, freeze in place with tears welling up in her eyes.

Amuro Tooru, true to his character, glared at the terrified waitress and was about to help her up when, holding a handkerchief in one hand, he stepped in front of Fuyuki.

"Oh dear, little one, are you alright?" The kind and gentle voice of the middle-aged man came with his movements.

Fuyuki looked up and met Tanaka Taichiro's eyes.

The eyes of an older person are full of kindness and care, which even makes the lines at the corners of their eyes appear kind. However, the emotions that are only on the surface match the person's pretense.

"Thank you, Uncle." Dongshu's voice choked with emotion as she reached out and grabbed his wrist, using it to help her stand up.

Tanaka Taichiro's lips stiffened for a moment, then vanished as if nothing had happened.

Once Fuyuki had steadied herself, she timidly put her hand down and looked at the other person's face. Then, her eyes suddenly lit up: "Are you that amazing councilor uncle on TV? Aunt Akiko said you're a very impressive person!"

Tanaka Taichiro smiled, patted her head, and instead of answering the question, asked, "You're such a cute little girl, what's your name?"

“It's a winter tree!” she answered sweetly.

Amuro Tooru quietly retreated to the side and watched her from a distance, then picked up a glass of champagne and drank it elegantly.

He remained calm and natural, and then Scottish voice came through the earpiece: "[Note: There's an unusual bulge in the lower back of the clothing of the two bodyguards at the 3 o'clock target; they may be carrying weapons.]"

He looked over there and saw two men in black suits who blended in perfectly with the scene. If he hadn't known his information beforehand, he wouldn't have been able to tell that they were actually bodyguards.

Meanwhile, Fuyuki was acting coquettishly as she slowly chatted with Tanaka Taichiro.

Faced with the affection of a young girl from a well-off family who was very innocent, Tanaka Taichiro naturally had no reason to refuse.

After all, no matter which path you take, money is the hard currency, and who would turn down money?

Fuyuki had already stuffed the handkerchief she used to wipe the juice into Tanaka Taichiro's arms. The waiter wanted to take her downstairs to change her clothes, but the willful girl refused.

"This is my favorite dress. Don't come any closer, or you'll spill your juice on me again!" The willful girl clung tightly to the first man who had offered her help, her head peeking out from behind to look at the waiter who was trying to approach. She was full of rebellious spirit.

The waiter was on the verge of tears, but if things weren't handled properly, his job would be completely ruined.

Tanaka Taichiro patted Fuyuki's head and said kindly, "Little Arisu, you can't be willful. You'll feel uncomfortable if you don't change your skirt."

Fuyuki puffed out her cheeks and shook her head vigorously: "No, no, Uncle Tanaka, are you going to be a bad guy too?"

As she spoke, tears welled up in her bright black eyes, glistening as if they were about to spill over at any moment.

Tanaka Taichiro sighed, "How could that be? If Arisu doesn't want to, then forget it."

He then smiled and nodded to the waiter, indicating that he would take care of it.

The waiter looked grateful and quickly left.

After a brief respite, Dongshu quickly regained his energy. He looked around, then suddenly pointed to the terrace: "Tell me, those stars over there are so beautiful! Can you come with me to see them?"

Tanaka Taichiro hesitated for a moment. He knew his current situation and was afraid to expose himself in such a place rashly...

Seeing his rejection, Fuyuki looked dejected and said pitifully, "At home, no one allows me to get close to the stars, saying it's dangerous or something, but I really want to stand up high and look at the stars. I feel like it would be so beautiful and so wonderful."

"Uncle Tanaka, since everyone's away, could you grant me this little wish? With you here, I'll be super safe. No danger will come near me!"

Her gaze lingered on his finger, and as if remembering something, she pointed at it and said, "Uncle, do you like this kind of sapphire? If you take me there, how about I give it to you? Recently, someone said they found a lot of these somewhere, how about I give them all to you?"

Even though the naive girl had lost both her parents, she was well protected by her family. She didn't know what it meant to say that she had found many things, nor did she know how tempting the extreme wealth would be.

Tanaka Taichiro paused, then gave a gentle smile: "Alright then, but you can only stay for a little while."

It looks extremely difficult.

"Great!"

Fuyuki nodded happily, gently grasping the hem of his clothes with one hand, while secretly hiding the other hand between her skirts to send a message to Amuro Tooru.

Amuro Tooru held the wine glass to his lips, then suddenly tapped his index finger rhythmically three times on his back before smoothly enjoying the delicious drink.

On the other end of the earpiece, atop a high-rise building, a man holding a sniper rifle, ready to go, instantly became fully focused.

On the terrace, the night breeze was slightly cool, and tonight the moon was a full moon, obscuring the light of countless tiny stars, making them almost invisible.

Fuyuki said regretfully in a low voice, "Damn it, I finally managed to come here, but there aren't any stars at all."

Tanaka Taichiro smiled and nodded: "There's nothing I can do. It's a full moon tonight, and Uncle has forgotten about it, which has disappointed Arisu."

Hopefully, this little darling who didn't get his wish won't suddenly have any more ideas.

Dongshu pouted: "Can't the stars just listen and appear today? Honestly."

"Haha, it would be interesting if the stars could obey." Tanaka Taichiro looked around warily, his body subtly concealed by the surrounding decorations.

Fuyuki glanced at him.

That's not enough.

She grabbed Tanaka Taichiro in a spoiled manner, complaining, "Uncle, you're so stupid. Even without stars, it's still great to see the moon. You can't see anything from that spot."

Tanaka Taichiro staggered, about to refuse to return to his excellent position, but at that very moment—

Bang!

Rye whiskey fired.

But the bullets didn't hit their mark; instead, they just missed.

Suddenly, the kind-looking Tanaka Taichiro turned cold and abruptly stepped aside, as if he had expected it.

Dongshu sensed something was wrong and turned to run.

Tanaka Taichiro grabbed her wrist with such force that he almost crushed her bones.

The man's smile vanished completely, his voice turning icy: "Little guy, I don't know what's going on with you, but this is too deliberate and too stupid."

Dongshu looked up at him, her face still innocent. She said with a wronged and frightened expression, "Uncle, you hurt me."

Tanaka Taichiro remained unmoved.

"Okay, you're not entirely stupid." Fuyuki's voice was still aggrieved, but her eyes were as cold as ice.

She lowered her head as if she had completely given up resisting, and the people behind her relaxed their vigilance. But the next moment, her eyes sharpened, and she suddenly bent her knees and pushed hard backward. In an instant, a blade extended from the heel of her shoe and plunged into Tanaka Taichiro's knee.

"Ugh!" Tanaka Taichiro gritted his teeth and frowned from the pain, and was forced to loosen his grip.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Fuyuki broke free and swept her hand away from Tanaka Taichiro's. Then, looking terrified, she ran towards the banquet.

The child looked terrified and panicked, and the crowd instinctively made way for her.

Then, the sight of Tanaka Taichiro, covered in blood, emerging from behind the curtain on the terrace instantly ignited the bewildered crowd.

"ah--!"

"What happened? Mr. Tanaka?!"

"Quick! Quick! Where are the security guards? Someone come quick!"

In an instant, the venue descended into chaos, and this gathering of refined individuals lost its original composure.

Amuro Tooru instantly arrived at her side and pulled Fuyuki behind him.

Ignoring the concerned people who approached him, Tanaka Taichiro grabbed his bodyguard's hand and forced himself to stand up.

However, with his knee severely injured, he was unable to stand up for a while, and it was highly likely that his leg was ruined.

Across from the crazed crowd, Fuyuki laughed, blood flowing from his knees, but his eyes were filled with madness and triumph.

"As expected, they've come knocking. I didn't expect the famous one—"

Before she could finish speaking, the second bullet arrived, piercing straight through her skull.

A drop of crimson blood remained in Tanaka Taichiro's heart, and then Fuyuki's eyes were tightly covered.

On a distant high-rise building, Rye's sniper rifle gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

At the same time, a voice came through the earpiece: [Evacuate immediately.]

In the chaotic banquet hall, Amuro Tooru picked up Fuyuki, put him down, covered his eyes, and then followed the chaotic flow of people, hiding himself among them as he left.

The heavy, cumbersome skirt did not hinder any of her steps as she ran.

The Scottish car was already waiting at the designated location.

As soon as the car door closed, Fuyuki jumped out of Amuro Tooru's arms and sat calmly to the side, all traces of fear gone from her face.

The car started moving.

“He’s waiting for us,” Dongshu said coldly.

Scotland glanced at her in the rearview mirror: "...This is not good news."

Fuyuki ignored him, but suddenly pulled out a ring from under her skirt, with a familiar blue gemstone on it.

This is the one that Tanaka Taichiro is wearing.

She then tossed the ring into Bourbon's hand: "Take it, it'll be very useful."

Bourbon caught it; the cold gemstone was warmed by the girl's touch, completely different from her icy expression.

Perhaps... there are some secrets about this child that he needs to know.

Dongshu leaned back in her chair, took out a candy from somewhere, slowly unwrapped it, and popped it into her mouth.

She looked at the candy wrapper in her hand; it was green.

This car was arranged by her and prepared by Gin.

A slight smile played on her lips, revealing her inner thoughts, but she wasn't unpleasant to be around.

She didn't care how her subordinates vied for her favor, as long as they were willing to put in the effort.

After chewing for a while, Dongshu suddenly said, "Don't choose such a big dress next time."

She gave Bourbon a disdainful look: "You're standing next to me, and your skirt is practically bouncing me off my feet."

Bourbon smiled: "..."

He casually tossed the voice changer he was wearing aside.

Didn't you choose this dress yourself? It wasn't him who chose it!

They seem determined to blind people with their eyes, and what's wrong with the children's aesthetic sense these days? And those adults and those guys at the banquet were all so obsequious, do they really approve of this kind of aesthetic... or are they just out of touch with the times?

Bourbon is deep in thought.

However, he quickly gave a cowardly reply: "Yes, I definitely won't do it again next time."

No, I hope there won't be a next time.

Ever since this guy forced the dress onto them and succeeded, the expression on that doll-dressing face made him understand.

What a traitor! This is not the kind of persona he should have.

A delicate porcelain doll is what this guy really wants.

Anyway, it's all about climbing the ranks within the organization, so what kind of status can't you use to climb? Doing the work and getting rewards isn't shameful at all, it's perfectly acceptable.

Scotland forced himself not to look back in the rearview mirror anymore. His childhood friend's current appearance, and his arms, suggested that it would take some makeup skills to completely transform a man into a woman.

It took two grown men, a teenager, and a little girl a long time to finally create the appearance of this blonde, dark-skinned beauty.

Fuyuki nodded in approval: "Not bad."

The car fell silent. Outside, the lights grew brighter and brighter with the receding sirens. They gradually blended into the crowd, and the colorful neon lights highlighted the city's prosperity.

Dongshu looked out the window. Sitting in the car, from this angle, the full moon overhead was no longer visible; only an endless, unmarked sky stretched out before her.

After a long while, she suddenly seemed to remember something: "Did we... forget something?"

[Author's Note]

The amusing and frustrating situation of people with large skirts not being able to stand together.