Awakening 04
A Zen monk, female.
He was once sentenced to a secret death penalty and is now imprisoned in the Zenin family, under the full responsibility of the Zenin family's head, Zenin Zhipiren.
Currently in good condition and fully obedient to orders. You can assign them to carry out their duties as appropriate.
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After many rounds of rumors, the news about Kuroi Misato finally reached the ears of Zenin Naohito.
The head of the Zen temple looked calm and composed, but in fact - he had even stopped drinking. Doesn't this show the urgency of the situation?
"Master, who should we send to bring the young lady back?"
Before Zenin Naobito could say anything, Zenin Naoya sat down on the stone bench without any dignity, with a look of disgust on his face: "This woman is always stirring up trouble. Can't she just be a vase?"
"Zhizai, you go." The Zen temple Zhibiren put down his wine glass.
"What!?" Zenin Naoya was so shocked that he smashed the stone table.
"Let me stoop so low as to pick up a woman!?"
"Naoya, are you afraid of her?"
"Dad, what are you talking about!?"
"You'll know if it's bullshit when you get there. If I end up bringing you two back, you'll have to kneel for three days."
"Here's a piece of advice for you little bastard. Don't look her in the eyes."
"I know, are you annoying?"
Unfortunately, the world of sorcery lacks any sorcerers or instruments capable of teleportation. Even the eldest son, Zenin Naoya, has to take the Shinkansen. His reasoning: using projectile spells constantly is definitely faster than the Shinkansen, but he needs to conserve his mana to complete the mission. Dad looks quite serious.
The only modern means of transportation that would satisfy the young master Zenin Naoya was the privacy of the car. However, when it came to swift tasks over long distances, the Shinkansen was clearly more advantageous. However, while the Shinkansen was fine, the subway was simply too crowded.
The Zen temple's eldest son was furious when he got off the bus. He didn't know whether to be thankful that his father hadn't arranged for him to be supervised or to regret it. He was thankful that no one who knew about the curse had seen his messy hair, but he regretted that he had no one to vent his anger on.
Zenin Naoya decided to take out his anger on you. If it weren't for you, he wouldn't have come all this way; he would be at home brewing tea, drinking wine, and fighting crickets (this was actually the hobby of a certain Zen temple owner, and Naoya faced nothing but endless and brutal training).
He didn't like the black hair, and he remembered that this small mirror was a gift from you, so he threw it to the ground with a clang, attracting the attention of everyone.
"What are you looking at?" Zenin Naoya raised his head arrogantly and responded rudely. His domineering and arrogant demeanor made most people afraid to provoke him, but there were always some unfortunate people who had to go against the tide.
"Sir, do you have anything you need help with?" This is the staff in the subway station.
"How do I get to Yoyogi Park?" Zenin Naoya would never admit he was lost. He had hardly ever been to Tokyo.
Zenin Naoya probably regretted not bringing a supervisor with him, seriously. He actually had to worry about such a trivial matter himself. Zenin Naoya always arrived at his mission location well-fed and well-drinked, and was sent back well-fed and well-drinked after completing his mission. All he had to worry about was how to crush the cursed spirit.
Only because of you, only because of this woman - the smooth sailing eldest young master of the Zen temple felt extremely upset, and his fists creaked.
The staff was amazed at the boy's unusual way of thinking—he appeared to be a cool, handsome guy, but in reality, he was a manic idiot. She lamented the waste of his good looks, but she still diligently pointed out the route, planning it so detailed that she herself was moved to tears.
Caring for people with intellectual disabilities is everyone’s responsibility.
At the same time, the Zenin family - Zenin Naobito sneezed.
The maid blinked in confusion. The master had always been in good health, so how could he be... cursed? Her expression remained unchanged as she said respectfully, "Master, it's freezing cold. You should come inside and warm yourself by the fire."
"No problem." Zenin Naobi waved his hand and proudly picked up the newly-brewed wine, which he couldn't open. He pretended to slap his forehead and acted like he had suddenly realized something: "Ryoko, Naoya didn't go alone, did he?"
"That seems to be the case, Master. If..." Zenin Zhibi stopped her, "What big deal could happen? I'll wait for the siblings to come back." He handed the wine to the maid, "I won't drink today."
Did the sun rise from the west today? The master of the household looked both happy and sad, clearly very reluctant to part with this bottle of wine.
The maid was puzzled, but she still accepted it obediently. After obtaining the master's consent, she put the bottle of wine back into the wine cellar. On the way, the maid suddenly had an idea: this bottle of wine had an oak cork, so how could the master of the house not be able to open it? The maid tried, and she seemed to guess the answer.
It must have been the young lady's doing. The head of the family was getting older, and drinking was harmful to his health, but he was addicted to alcohol, and the young lady was the only one in the family who knew many strange spells.
The master must have been moved by the young lady’s filial piety! That must be the case, the maid thought she had guessed the truth.
It's snowing in Kyoto.
The snow came quite early this year.
Are you unwilling to perform the spell on Tenriko? Just like when his parents died, he can only run away.
Luckily, I didn't cause any major trouble this time. At least I learned to control myself.
"The head of the family—"
"What's the matter that makes you so anxious?" Zen Temple Zhibiren narrowed his eyes.
"The lady has been accused." The visitor explained the whole story in detail.
"It's no big deal... Why are you so persistent? Tsk, what a bunch of cowards." It's been ten years, and they're still so afraid of her magic. But her magic is incomplete, the part they fear the most...
"I'll be back soon."
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Zenin Naoya was furious.
Well, he still had to find someone after arriving at the mission location. If he wanted speed, using a projectile spell would be perfect. However, the park was bustling with people, and the confidentiality regulations were in place, so Zenin Naoya couldn't resort to supernatural powers to resolve the situation quickly. He had to survey the land with his own noble legs, and deep down, he'd thought of tearing you into pieces countless times.
It was not difficult for Zenin Naoya to walk through the entire park. If it was not difficult, why did he do it?
Found it, the announcement phone booth!
But who should he call?
くそ!
"Huh? Did something just pass by?"
"Did you see it wrong?"
Where? Where?
くそ! Not anywhere!
Wait a minute... found it.
You sat quietly on the swing with your eyes closed, and only when you heard the sound did you look at Zenin Naoya with a smile.
"Dangerous person."
くそ！ I can't see or speak.
"What's wrong with you?" Tennen Riko bent down and looked over. "No, who are you? How can you look at your sister with such a scary look!" Tennen Riko stood up straight and kept poking Zenin Naoya's eyebrows with her fingers.
Stupid woman!
How come these two people are not hurt at all?! Zenin Naoya's hatred for you rises to a new level.
This woman discriminates!!!
"Are you the young master of the Zen temple?"
"If I'm not the fucking one, who else could be?!" Zenin Naoya rolled his eyes at Kuroi Misato. No, he could speak now.
I can see it now.
Zenin Naoya glanced at you as you nodded and smiled, "Naoya, civilization."
Misato Kuroi agreed very much: there is a huge gap in the upbringing between Miss Zenin and Young Master Zenin.
"Or I'll make you into an idiot."
Kuroi Misato:! ?
"Ruo Yechu, leave me alone!"
"Naoya, listen to your sister." Wakaba... Wakaba is...
"What tone are you using when talking to me, woman!?" Zenin Naoya widened his eyes, clenched his fists and said in disgust, "How disgusting." He was not as wary of me as before.
A good opportunity to control her——
"Sister!" Tenriko was the first to realize that something was wrong with you.
Who is Ruoye Chu?
Is it me?
Is this really my name?
"Miss Zenyuan——"
Who is Miss Zen Temple?
You almost fell off the swing, but luckily Zenin Naoya caught you. He was much faster than Kuroi Misato.
"Sister!" As Rinnegan didn't pounce on him, Zenin Naoya quickly avoided him and didn't let Rinnegan touch him.
"Master Zenyuan, do you know what's going on?"
"How should I know? Let's go." Zenin Naoya wouldn't take you back on the Shinkansen. The subway to Tokyo Station was too crowded, and taking someone who couldn't take care of themselves—was God trying to kill him?
He carried you out of the park and took a taxi.
"Zenin Honke Yashiki, 2-chome, Senbon Higashiiri, Teranouchi-dori, Kamigyo-ku, Kyoto-shi, Kyoto Prefecture." Zenin Naoya gave the address very quickly, and it was difficult for the driver to react.
Zenin Naoya wants to go home leisurely.
After getting in the car, Zenin Naoya carefully put you down, fearing to wake you up. Being crazy doesn't mean he has no self-awareness. He should leave her to his father.
The driver searched several times before turning around and saying awkwardly, "I can't find the place you mentioned."
Zenin Naoya looked up and snorted, "Waste."
You can't be completely lazy.
"Other drivers can find it, why can't you? Think about it and see if it's your fault." The other drivers were referring to the auxiliary supervisor. Zenin Naoya was just trying to make things difficult for others.
"I really can't find it. Otherwise, please ask someone else for help!"
In order to avoid being kicked off the bus by the driver and to prevent the love and peace in Zenin Naoya's heart from being destroyed again, Zenin Naoya thought carefully: "Then let's go to the vicinity of Kyoto Station." It has to be fast when coming here, and it doesn't matter when going back.
"Car...?" Tenriko, who had followed, exclaimed, "He's taking his sister back to Kyoto, right? The Shinkansen is obviously faster... No, is he that rich?"
Misato Kuroi held her forehead and smiled bitterly. Look how envious Miss Riko is. Should she ask the high-level spellcasting masters to give her gold coins?
Why did these two stupid women follow me?! Zenin Naoya's face was long and ugly, but Tenriko was not afraid. "I'm worried about my sister! And you're so stupid! If you want to take my sister home... the Shinkansen is faster!"
"What do you care about me?" Zenin Naoya didn't want to be bothered by it, so he closed the car window and said to the driver, "Go away. Don't disturb my sleep." Then he said something harsh.
"Okay." The driver nodded and bowed. It was because this young master gave him too much!
"Ladies, please stand further away."
Tennantoriko clenched her fists and placed them on her chest. She lowered her head, and Kuroi Misato placed her hand on her head. Tennantoriko threw herself into Kuroi Misato's arms, "Kuroi..."
"Don't worry, Ms. Riko."
The drive from Tokyo to Kyoto took several hours. The driver followed driving regulations and never tired himself. When people rest and their minds relax, they tend to start thinking about all sorts of things. The boy's kimono was obviously expensive; he must be from a wealthy family.
The driver took a sip of water. The girl's clothes looked new. Bringing my sister home...are they a couple?
"What are you thinking about?" the girl suddenly opened her eyes and asked, making the driver break out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, the boy was obviously more frightened than him, which made the driver's violent heartbeat gradually calm down.
The boy punched the girl directly and she fainted.
Bad news, the driver's blood pressure rose.
So this wasn't consensual, but kidnapping? Oh my god, oh my god, should I call the police?
"What are you thinking about in that useless brain of yours?" Zenin Naoya tapped his temples with his hand, raised his eyes, and smiled.
"Um...what is the relationship between you two?"
"What's the relationship?" Zenin Naoya crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. "She's an outsider living in my house, and my family treats her better than me. Do you think I can accept her? She causes trouble and I have to clean up the mess! Ha..."
"I see, that's how it is!" Although they didn't look alike, the driver could rest assured! When he was a child, he and his half-brother had the same awkward relationship.
"Young people should recognize their own hearts as soon as possible, and don't wait until it's too late to save the relationship..."
"I'll kill you if you fart again." Zenin Naoya had no desire to sleep at all.
"These are all my heartfelt words... You are too cruel."
Zenin Naoya said nothing.
The driver shut up.
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