Chapter 151
To make Morofushi Kagemitsu a "Karasuma"
Suddenly making an undercover agent the boss is crazy.
The thick curtains inside were drawn, blocking out all sunlight.
Dongshu scribbled on the paper, trying to figure out exactly how he could achieve his goal.
She has now taken Karasuma Renya's place, and afterwards, she will bring Karasuma Renya back.
...It was so sudden.
I'll say it again, it was so sudden!
She abruptly slammed the pen onto the paper, leaned back, and let out a long, helpless sigh.
So, so, so that's what I'm saying!
She recounted how, when Mr. Ke Xue came to her to tell her about this, the guy behind him was completely unharmed...
Hey! That's Karasuma Renya! She saw her and recognized her!
Fuyuki is no longer able to maintain the calm she had when she met Gin before.
...What nightmare, what taken for granted, what interesting, not interesting at all, not interesting at all.
She hates bosses who arbitrarily change work assignments based on their own whims, without considering the feelings of the people who actually do the work.
Even if you are the world's consciousness, it won't work!
But when she thought about how her future salary and bonuses depended on the final score of the task, she could only grit her teeth and keep working.
She was just a poor, lowly Saniwa working hard to support her family, why did the world treat her like this?
"Master, it's all taken care of."
The door to the room opened, and Fuyuki looked up to see a familiar and reassuring red figure.
"Kiyomitsu".
She blinked, regaining her senses, then suddenly stood up and threw herself into Kashuu Kiyomitsu's arms.
"It feels like it's been so long since I've seen you."
Seeing this reassuring figure, the first person she encountered after breaking free from her confusion, all her pent-up grievances poured out instantly, and she unconsciously blurted out a coquettish remark.
Kashuu Kiyomitsu caught her skillfully, then picked her up, placing one hand under her knees and gently pressing her upper body against his shoulder with the other.
Then she answered softly, "Me too."
"The world next door is a bit busy, sorry."
Having completed another master's orders and taken over the duties of yesterday's attendant, he hurriedly returned to the Saniwa's side. Pushing open the door, he saw a dejected little figure rushing towards him with tears in her eyes.
In that instant, my heart was gripped so tightly that I couldn't break free.
A feeling of happiness swept over me as well.
Dongshu leaned on his shoulder, the familiar little braid falling into his hand, the soft hair tightly bound by a white ribbon.
Just like the one I touched when I first entered the citadel.
Soft and reassuring.
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As Kashuu Kiyomitsu carried Fuyuki out the door, the soft sunlight fell right in front of the door.
The leaves in the park rustled in the breeze.
Fuyuki silently buried her face in his shoulder and rubbed against him, vaguely smelling the faint scent of cherry blossoms on him.
It has a faint bitter almond scent and a fresh, green aroma that can only be detected when the flowers are in full bloom.
In a daze, pink petals brushed against her cheek.
"Kiyomitsu, put me down, I feel much better now."
Her voice still had a slight nasal tone.
The spirit looked down at her, and only after confirming that her emotions had calmed down did it carefully put her down.
The moment Fuyuki's toes touched the ground, she heard a clear sound of an aluminum can being crushed coming from the corner, followed by a familiar voice:
"Little Winter Tree?"
Huh?
Dongshu suddenly looked up and saw a man in a shirt and trousers standing under the tree.
Matsuda Jinpei stood under the tree and casually tossed the deformed aluminum can he was holding into the trash can.
The same intimidating smile he remembered still lingered on his lips, but the fine lines around his eyes and the faint stubble on his chin betrayed a hint of weariness.
"Matsuda...brother?" Fuyuki's voice seemed stuck in his throat, and it took him a long time to utter a few words.
She instinctively grabbed Kashuu Kiyomitsu's sleeve and reflexively took a half-step back, trying to hide herself.
At this moment, Kenji Hagiwara... has already sacrificed himself...
Even though I didn't do anything, I still felt guilty.
"What a coincidence." Matsuda Jinpei confirmed it was her and suddenly took a few steps closer. "I heard you were leaving..."
His voice suddenly choked, his Adam's apple bobbed, his gaze drifted, and then he came to his senses: "That guy Hagi has been talking about it to me for ages."
Fuyuki felt as if her heart was blocked by something; she had known all along that Kenji Hagiwara would die.
Moreover, he had only recently graduated when he was killed in the explosion.
She was nonchalant about being late at the time and didn't even want to interfere, but when she actually faced the matter and saw the sadness and anger hidden in Matsuda Jinpei's eyes, she suddenly couldn't speak.
However, as she tried to calm herself and raise her eyes, she suddenly stopped.
...?
Less than a meter behind Matsuda Jinpei, a semi-transparent figure was floating.
He was still wearing the same clothes he wore before he died, but his body was clean and without any marks. If it weren't for his body becoming almost transparent, you really couldn't tell the difference between him and a living person.
Meanwhile, the handsome ghost was making exaggerated winks and gestures at her with great delight.
However, when their eyes met, Kenji Hagiwara suddenly froze, seemingly not expecting that Fuyuki could see him.
Then, as if to confirm something, he slowly pointed to himself.
Dongshu was stunned.
“My second-year graduate student brother…” She looked at that familiar face and started to speak subconsciously, then stopped, pursing her lips.
She saw Kenji Hagiwara suddenly float to Matsuda Jinpei's side right in front of him, and then reach out to pat his best friend's shoulder, but that hand passed through Matsuda Jinpei's body.
Judging from Kenji Hagiwara's nonchalant attitude, this wasn't the first time.
Immediately afterward, the man regained his composure, smiled, and raised his index finger to make a "shh" gesture towards her.
Upon hearing that name, Matsuda Jinpei lowered his head, reaching for a cigarette in his pocket: "Ah..."
Finding nothing unexpected, his vision blurred, he suddenly asked, "Speaking of which, how have you been lately?"
"I... cough cough cough!"
Hello!
Dongshu coughed violently and couldn't stop.
Why is it so cold?
Do ghosts have a built-in cooling buff?
Ouch, it's cold, so cold...
She reached out and pushed it, touching solid fabric.
Upon seeing this, Kenji Hagiwara, who had just reached her, froze instantly. His voice overlapped with Jinpei Matsuda's: "Fuyuki... are you alright?"
He didn't mean to scare people like that!
What did he do?
The two grown men were simultaneously shocked.
Dongshu covered his mouth and waved his hand, unable to speak for a long time.
Kashuu Kiyomitsu frowned and immediately reached out to block her way: "Excuse me, my little sister hasn't been feeling well these past few days, we should head back."
His fingers were subtly bent, as if he were about to summon his true form at any moment.
Although he couldn't see the soul, he could vaguely sense that something was disturbing his master, and that Matsuda Jinpei in front of him was not the reason for his master's cough.
"I see." Matsuda Jinpei breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes behind his sunglasses showing concern. "Remember to wear warm clothes, it's easy to catch a cold in this kind of weather."
"Yes, thank you for your concern, Matsuda... brother." Looking at his face, she still didn't quite recognize the way he addressed her.
After all, the closest thing she had to him back then was that candy they shared when they first met.
After exchanging only a few words, the group said their goodbyes, and Matsuda Jinpei turned and left.
As Dongshu watched his retreating figure, she suddenly felt a pang of loneliness.
Fuyuki saw that Kenji Hagiwara's soul suddenly quieted down. He slowly floated to Jinpei Matsuda's side, reached out and lightly put his arm around the other's shoulder, his lips lingering near his ear as if he were whispering something.
But Fuyuki couldn't hear it.
Matsuda Jinpei couldn't hear either.
The two figures slowly moved away and then disappeared completely around the corner of the park.
Dongshu remained where she was, and the chilly feeling noticeably improved after the other person left.
She held onto Kashuu Kiyomitsu and slowly let out a sigh of relief.
Immediately afterwards, the familiar chill swept over her again, and Kenji Hagiwara slowly floated back in front of her.
"Hiss... move back, it's a bit too cold..." Fuyuki reached out and took two steps back to stop the other person from getting closer.
Realizing it was truly his fault, Kenji Hagiwara awkwardly backed away, feeling guilty: "Will this make things better?"
Fuyuki nodded.
The dense, lush trees in the corner concealed their figures. The area was sparsely populated, so there was no fear of anyone seeing her talking to thin air and giving her strange looks.
Kenji Hagiwara patted his chest reassuringly, then tilted his head to look at her, before suddenly frowning: "Has Fuyuki not been eating properly all these years? I always feel like..."
He held out his hand and compared it to her height.
He hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
“Nothing has changed.” Fuyuki affirmed his words. “Although several years have passed, I am exactly the same as before, without any changes.”
This characteristic would be unusual for a normal person.
After saying that, she changed the subject: "Have you been by his side the whole time?"
Kenji Hagiwara knew who she was referring to as "the one".
"Well~" Kenji Hagiwara shrugged, his tone tinged with helplessness. "I can't just leave that stubborn idiot running around by himself. Even though he can't do anything, it gives me a sense of security."
“And,” he said, looking at Fuyuki, “maybe in a critical moment, he can hear my voice just like little Fuyuki?”
He was worried.
Of all the people he knew and who were aware of the situation, he was most worried about Matsuda Jinpei, since his childhood friend was truly capable of avenging him.
Although he didn't know why his soul was wandering in the human world, he didn't see anything come to take him away.
“Yes…” Fuyuki sighed. She knew that she could see the other person most likely because of something that Mr. Ke Xue did.
This was the first time she had ever seen a soul in this world.
Why is it such a coincidence?
A dark glint flashed in her eyes.
Is the world consciousness trying to tell her something?
She refuses to accept these kinds of unexpected extra workloads!
Fuyuki took a deep breath and looked at Kenji Hagiwara: "Although I don't know what's going on, I'll keep it a secret."
"But if you don't want Jinpei to be with you, remember to be more careful in the future when there are incidents involving Ferris wheels or similar equipment."
"Wait, don't move."
She braved the cold and approached, shivering as she grasped Kenji Hagiwara's hand.
A flash of spiritual light appeared, and she quickly ran away.
"Hiss..." Fuyuki put her hand into Kashuu Kiyomitsu's hand. "Kiyomitsu, rub it, rub it, it's so cold."
Once she calmed down, she turned back to look at Kenji Hagiwara, who was standing there motionless, and was immediately amused by his stiff expression.
"Hahaha... Excellent, excellent." She turned her head away, trying to suppress her laughter, before explaining, "Did you feel the power that just entered your body? If needed, you can use it to touch real objects."
She smiled sweetly, a slight upturn at the corners of her lips: "It's not a lot, but I hope it can be a big help at a crucial moment."
If Matsuda Jinpei is to survive... that point is unavoidable, but at that time I should be working hard to make Morofushi Kagemitsu "Karasuma".
The Arisu family has been grateful for Hagiwara's kindness, and now we can say that we have repaid that favor.
"Fuyuki," Kenji Hagiwara said seriously, "Will doing this have any impact on you?"
Dongshu shook his head: "No."
This world is already chaotic enough; even the world's consciousness is starting to come up with bad ideas.
What's wrong with making it a little messy?
"Okay, thank you very much." He clenched his fist and revealed the reassuring smile that Fuyuki remembered.
"I don't know what you're doing, but I hope you're safe and sound."
That's very perceptive.
Fuyuki nodded, a practiced smile spreading across his face.
On the way home, she held tightly to Kashuu Kiyomitsu's hand, her weariness deepening once again.
[Author's Note]
Xiaodongshu: Say no to the increased workload!
He turned around and silently saved the person.
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