Yurina thought for a moment, "So can I go home now?"

"In theory, yes, but in order to prevent those mafia families from coming to your door again, it's best not to stay for too long."

"Yeah." Yurina nodded slightly, "I just want to go home and pack a few things...quickly."

Lin Qiye glanced at the sky and said, "Okay, I'll go back with you."

After a while, Hei Tong walked out of the warehouse. Lin Qiye knew without asking that Iwawu Yusuke had completely disappeared from this world.

Yurina identified the direction and strode towards home, with Lin Qiye following closely behind with Heitong and Hongyan.

Lin Qiye had just taken two steps when he suddenly stopped. He lowered his head and moved his feet away.

He bent down and picked up something from the ground, a look of doubt in his eyes.

It was a twisted and deformed bullet.

…

Yokohama City.

The top of a skyscraper.

The strong wind was blowing in the sky. Amamiya Haruki, wearing a black kimono, sat quietly on the edge of the building, staring at the gradually darkening sky, like a motionless sculpture.

Ding-a-ling——!

A crisp ringtone rang, and Haruki Amamiya lowered his head, took out a flip phone from his arms, and answered the call.

"Hello? Amemiya, have you found the descendants of Yuuri Kurozhe?" A young man's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Amamiya Haruki said calmly, "No, there are no strange phenomena in this city. I have also checked. Yuuri Heize and his wife did not leave any property here. His descendants may not be here."

"Alas, I bet wrong..." The young man on the other end of the phone sighed helplessly, "The random predictions made by my [Wu Ji] are only 50% correct. It is too difficult to distinguish the accuracy of the predictions."

"Have you done your prediction today?"

"No, I'm planning to fight it to the death!" The young man's voice was full of fighting spirit, "I will definitely win today's game!"

"good."

"By the way, Amamiya, when are you going to Osaka?"

"Tomorrow." Amamiya Haruki replied, "Since we can't find any trace of Yuuri Kurote's descendants, there's no need to waste time here."

"Osaka is a great place. When you come back, remember to bring me some Yoshino sushi." The young man on the other end of the phone said hastily, "I won't talk to you anymore. I'm going to challenge our Sword Spirit!"

Amamiya Haruki hung up the phone.

After hesitating for a moment, he silently took out a wallet from his pocket, opened it and took a look inside.

After a while, he sighed softly, and his back looked indescribably lonely.

"Is this amount of money enough for me to take a bus to Osaka..."

Somewhere in Japan.

The young man who had just finished a phone call with Haruki Amamiya put down his phone and took a deep breath.

"Let's start today's game of victory or defeat! Witch!" He suddenly stood up from the tatami and said loudly, with the fighting spirit burning in his eyes!

In front of him, a figure lazily crawled out of the quilt. It was a naked woman with fox ears. The quilt gently slid off her silky skin, revealing her snow-white body with curves in all shapes and sizes, which made one's blood boil.

Her long black hair fell behind her like a waterfall. She covered her mouth and yawned softly, and nine furry fox tails swayed behind her.

"Witch, witch! Don't try to use such despicable means to influence my determination to win! I will not surrender!" The young man saw the extremely sexy scene in front of him, swallowed his saliva, and spoke hesitantly.

She rolled her eyes at the young man, stood up as if no one was around, casually took a thin red haori from the hanger and put it on to block some of her exposure, then lazily sat down on the futon opposite the young man.

She picked up the pipe from the table, tapped it on the tatami, and held it to her lips. Her black hair fell on the thin red haori. Her charming golden eyes glanced at the young man and said lightly:

"So, my sword master, Hoshimi Shouta, are you ready to start today's game?"

"I'm ready. I will definitely win today!" Hoshimi Shouta nodded solemnly, "Old rules, if I lose, I will accept any punishment you propose, and if I win, you will tell me a future prediction with a 50% accuracy rate!

Tell me, what game shall we play today?"

The fox girl's mouth curled up slightly, "Today's game is... rock-paper-scissors."

"Best of three?"

"Best of three."

"Come on! I'm ready!"

Hoshimi Shota stood up and put his hands behind his back. There was an unprecedented determination in his eyes, as if he was not about to play the rock-paper-scissors game, but was about to go to the battlefield with a gun on his back.

"Rock…paper, scissors!"

The fox girl casually took out a pair of scissors and won against Shota Hoshimi's cloth.

Hoshimi Shouta said, "Tsk!" and "Come on!"

"Rock, Scissors...Paper!!"

This time, it was Shouta Hoshimi who won.

"Rock, Paper, Scissors!!"

In the final round, the fox girl's rock won over Shota Hoshimi's scissors.

Shota Hoshimi's expression suddenly fell, and he sat down on the ground limply, looking as if he had lost all hope in life.

On the other hand, the fox girl covered her mouth and chuckled, then stood up and walked gently to Shota Hoshimi. She frivolously lifted his chin with a finger, and her golden eyes narrowed slightly.

She leaned close to Shota Hoshimi's ear, a fragrant breeze brushed Shota's cheek, and she whispered softly in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Shota lost... Today, Shota has to listen to his sister obediently~"

She picked up Hoshimi Shota from the tatami like she was holding a chick. A hint of spring light was faintly visible under the thin red haori. She held Hoshimi Shota and slowly walked towards the big bed...

Shota Hoshimi lay in the fox girl's arms, gave up resisting, and stared at the ceiling with empty eyes, like a salted fish who had lost his dreams.

“I’m sorry, Amamiya…” Sadness appeared in his eyes, “Today, I lost again… wuwuwuwu…”

…

Half an hour later, Lin Qiye and Yurina walked to a door.

This is a very common house in Japan, with two floors and a small yard with some flowers and plants planted in the yard. It has become a mess as no one has taken care of it for a long time.

Yurina looked around and made sure that there was no one else around, then she opened the door with her key and walked in.

As soon as he walked into the door, Lin Qiye frowned slightly. There were muddy shoe prints everywhere on the floor, and the furnishings in the room were in a mess. All the cabinets and drawers in the house were opened, and messy things were scattered all over the floor. There was no place to step at all.

It seems that those hooligans are really trying hard to find something...