Chapter 146
Maeda Toushirou's substitute player goes online
Dongshu leisurely sipped her tea, the perfectly balanced aroma slowly spreading in her mouth before flowing down her throat.
Um.
It was truly enjoyable.
She slowly opened her eyes and looked at Scotland, who was busy in the kitchen, looking very dedicated. Feeling guilty, she looked away, put her teacup on the table, picked up a candy and put it in her mouth.
Why did this guy suddenly act like he'd seen through something, treating her like someone on the same level as Gin, without even testing or questioning her?
Could it be that someone accidentally injured someone's brain?
Dongshu rolled up her blanket in confusion and wrapped herself up.
But... his nimble movements don't seem like he has a mental problem.
"...What did you make? It smells so good." In the end, Fuyuki couldn't help but ask.
The aroma of food wafted in the air, subtly enticing her taste buds—a tremendous temptation for someone with an empty stomach.
Anyway, it's impossible to poison her in front of her, so it shouldn't be a problem if she eats a bite.
"We have fried pork cutlets, stewed pumpkin, and cheese chicken/sticks. Would you like to try them?"
Scotland walked towards her with a smile, carrying the dishes she had prepared.
Fuyuki blinked, her gaze following him intently.
It's an outright temptation.
That's going too far.
She inwardly protested, but outwardly answered honestly, "I'll eat it."
I won't eat turtle eggs, I won't die anyway.
Let her see what this guy's purpose is in making food this time.
A strangely quiet lunch ended without anything happening.
The uninvited Scottish man was seen off with a smile by Fuyuki, and the moment his entire body passed through the room in a frenzy, she immediately slammed the door shut.
She's not a local, and she... doesn't care about etiquette anymore!
“Master, he has gone far away.”
Maeda Toushirou appeared beside her and reported what he had seen to the waiting Saniwa.
Fuyuki leaned against the door, nodded, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
"...What do you think he's trying to do? It's so embarrassing, I can't even enjoy my meal properly."
As she spoke, she grabbed Maeda Toshiro's hand and sat down on the sofa with him.
Since Scotland was able to get out of bed and run around energetically, it has started randomly appearing around her.
As long as she doesn't deliberately conceal her tracks, the other party will definitely be able to find her.
It's clear that this guy's intelligence gathering skills have been thoroughly honed in previous missions.
Hmm, impressive.
But was his action merely an attempt to demonstrate his abilities to gain more opportunities, or was it a threat?
Dongshu couldn't understand it.
She was incredibly bored at the time, so she took advantage of her free time to go see Scotland with Gin. Originally, she wanted to sneak around, but the moonlight was perfect, and the window of the first-floor ward where Scotland was staying was open. With the perfect timing, location, and circumstances, the idea suddenly came to her.
So she climbed onto the windowsill, struck a pose, and even prepared the effect she wanted.
She was certain she would exude an imposing aura, and her Riddler persona was second to none, with Gin watching her like a hawk...
It's super convenient to use this to emphasize the pitiful, forced, and helpless persona!
Besides, she did indeed want Scotland to be the one closest to her among the three, not only because he wasn't as cunning as the other two, but also because he would soon disappear from the timeline.
If you have a future and more ideas, and want the other party to do something in secret without disrupting the timeline, that would be extremely convenient.
Just change the appearance and the name. There are so many wine names that can be used as code names. Just pick one that looks good to you.
Scotland may die, but another "Scotland" can still emerge.
However, instead of lying low after this incident, the other party took the initiative to attack, even going so far as to enter her home and use his culinary skills to get close to her, which was truly unfathomable.
You could say he's scheming, yet he just cooks a meal and leaves; you could say he's not scheming, yet he's so capable of finding her new place to cook. This behavior has made her afraid to even approach the dwelling she bought when she last came to this world.
"If you don't want him to come near, leave him to me. I guarantee he'll never have a chance to bother you again." Seeing her distress, Maeda Toushirou's eyes lit up, and he patted his chest as if there was absolutely no problem.
Everyone had seen how troubled the Saniwa had been these past few days, but since their master hadn't given any orders, they naturally wouldn't act rashly. The situation in this world was too complicated, and if their willful actions caused any trouble for their master, it would be a loss.
"It hasn't gotten to that point yet. Maybe he'll calm down in a few days and then he'll just focus on me..."
Winter Tree sighed.
"Anyway, he won't get anything no matter what he does before the set time."
Looking at the short sword in front of him, Fuyuki suddenly opened his arms and pulled the person into his embrace, then they both fell onto the sofa.
"Never mind that. He's leaving today and won't be back until tomorrow. Let's think about what to do next. It's so boring. Staying here all the time isn't going to work."
The two children grew closer, their soft cheeks pressed together, and even their slightly longer hairs intertwined.
As a tsukumogami that manifests by relying on the spiritual power of the master, Maeda Toushirou's aura is exactly the same as Fuyuki's. At such a close distance, he can feel the intimate actions from his master.
...For a moment, he couldn't tell which part belonged to him.
He is a sword loyal to his master, a short knife that will always be by his master's side, forever and ever, together.
He will never leave his master until the end of his life.
Almost immersed in such rare intimacy, these newborns are always preoccupied with busy tasks, and they will no longer be able to have such close physical contact as before.
But when his eyes met Fuyuki's dark gaze, his dazed mind cleared instantly. Maeda Toushirou turned his head and asked a question that pained the other: "...Master, have you finished processing your emails?"
"?"
Fuyuki froze instantly, collapsing onto him, then pleaded, "I don't want to do it, I don't want to do it, I don't want to do it, it's so tiring. Maeda-chan~ How about I let you handle the emails today? If there's anything important that you can't handle, just come to me, okay?"
She blinked her eyes, trying to use her cuteness to trick the spirit into sharing the workload.
Maeda Toshiro: "..."
Maeda Toushirou replied helplessly, "Received."
I will obey my master's orders.
The tassels at the end of his cloak drew a smooth arc in the air as he moved. He went to move the Saniwa's computer over, sat down next to his master, and began his work.
The Saniwa is still young, but he loves to do paperwork for all kinds of political matters. Whether the master does it himself or they do it on his behalf, they are already very familiar with assisting with paperwork due to their constant changes in the position of close attendant.
Dealing with a few annoying little emails is a piece of cake.
Maeda Toushirou expressionlessly crossed out all the trivial matters that came his way, accompanied by the breathing of the Saniwa who was resting on his lap.
Is it really worth making the owner so tired with these things? How despicable.
He grabbed a corner of the cloak and gently placed it on Fuyuki's stomach.
You mustn't catch a cold.
Just like the person described in this email, their blood has turned cold; it's truly tragic.
[Author's Note]
Maeda: This, this, this, and this—! Annihilate them all!
I have tenosynovitis...it hurts so much...[splitting emoji]
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