Kiryu Eiji left room for those three people, partly because he was bound by this tradition, and partly because he deeply loved Reina.
Just as Reina tacitly accepted their slander of Kiryu when she discovered that Kiryu had left without saying goodbye and was then pulled back to the troupe by those three people.
This is not selfishness, but simply the cowardice of ordinary people.
In a distorted society like Japan, cowardice inevitably means being hurt.
Just like Kanna Yuzuki, who was bullied at work and committed suicide in despair, and her helpless lover Shinpachi Nagakura.
What they need is not someone to guide them on how to take revenge, but to overcome their cowardice and make the wicked retreat from the very beginning.
If, just if...
If Kiriyuu Eiji had called the police immediately after the fire.
Those three people will be arrested immediately, and the troupe's performances will be temporarily affected.
But the tragedy that followed will not happen.
Lingyuna would not harbor hatred and transform into a vengeful demon, using her delicate hands to pick up a murderous knife.
“By the way, Ms. Reina,” Yoruichi Toyama said earnestly, thinking of how she had managed to prevent the most tragic part of the original plot, “you must always remember that the right revenge is to let justice punish the crime.”
"And one person can never represent justice."
...
When Yoruichi Toyama returned to her home in Fudoyama, she was surprised to find that Taro was not there.
He even felt he had wronged Kotaro these days and wanted to buy some new flavored dried fish to make amends.
Absinthe followed them in without any hesitation, looking around.
"It's quite cozy," she said. "Is it just the two of you living here?"
Yoruichi Toyama suddenly became alert.
Ai lived here for a long time. Although she packed her things when she went to the lab, what if...?
As if noticing his stiffness, Vermouth raised an eyebrow.
Akemi coughed immediately from the side.
"Our house is very small and we don't have any extra guest rooms, so we won't let you stay here."
His words were harsh, and his expression was icy, perfectly conveying his rejection of both the third party and the observer.
"Ah, right, right!" Yoruichi Toyama immediately realized, "You can't possibly share a room with Akemi, can you?"
“I can share a room with you!” Vermouth said matter-of-factly, while smiling and extending her hand.
Akemi was so angry that she stepped forward and grabbed Yoruichi Toyama by the collar, pulling him away.
"Don't touch him."
It seemed like she had become the spoils of a battle between two women, which made Yoruichi Toyama feel a little strange.
But he hid behind Akemi without caring about saving face.
Vermouth shrugged indifferently, turned around and sat on the sofa, crossing her long legs and looking relaxed.
"You silly girl," she said, scrutinizing the wary Akemi, "are you just jealous, or... are you trying to hide something?"
Yoruichi Toyama's heart skipped a beat.
Mingmei clapped her hands leisurely and sat down at the other end of the sofa.
"Don't touch my boyfriend. Hasn't he suffered enough from you?"
"As for your suspicion that I've hidden something in the room, you can search it now."
As he spoke, he pulled Yoruichi Toyama over and made her sit down next to him.
The warm touch of those hands gradually put Yoruichi Toyama at ease.
Since Mingmei is so confident, it means that Vermouth will not find any flaws in this house.
Absinthe sat there without moving, and after a while, he burst out laughing.
"Now I finally understand what he meant by 'Don't hit my face'."
Akemi paused for a moment before realizing what she was talking about.
If Yoruichi Toyama hadn't been shot, he wouldn't have noticed the wound on Yoruichi's body.
This person seemed to think that as long as he came back with a clean face, he could pretend that nothing had happened in front of her.
What an idiot...
Thinking this, she gripped the handle even tighter.
After saying that, Vermouth got up and walked towards the door.
"The investigation into you is temporarily concluded. I need to go back and report."
"I don't know if the organization will send more people later, so you'd better all keep quiet, or you'll regret not warning me."
“Of course,” she turned around and winked, “a request like this one is no problem.”
"You look really cool when you're lecturing someone in such a serious manner, my warrior."
Seeing her turn away and wave, Yoruichi Toyama suddenly remembered that she should see the guest off.
The doorbell rang before the front door was opened.
Vermouth casually opened the door and happened to walk right across from Akechi.
"Miss Aizawa?" Mingzhi looked somewhat surprised, but still bowed politely.
It's just that because she was holding a cat, her posture wasn't as elegant as usual.
Taro, who had just realized what was happening, stared wide-eyed at the cat, but in the blink of an eye, he was caught by a pair of hands.
"Oh my, is this your cat? It's so cute! What breed is it?"
In front of outsiders, Vermouth instantly transforms into a youthful girl, hugging Taro in her arms and showing an expression of utter adoration.
Taro was trapped in that 36D chest, struggling and meowing wildly.
[Host! Host, save me! This female demon is going to kill me! Aaaaaah...]
Yoruichi Toyama silently showed him her injured left shoulder, then gestured for Akechi to come in.
"When they sent someone to pick up Miss Akemi last time, I thought that Kotaro-kun would be left without anyone to take care of him, so I took him to my house."
Mingzhi explained it very simply.
But the look behind his glasses told Yoruichi Toyama that he had done much more than that.
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