After a long conversation at the Genji residence, followed by lunch, Minamoto no Yoshimune enthusiastically invited Duanmu Ci to visit the Imperial Palace, saying that if they were lucky, they might receive permission from the Imperial Household Agency to have an audience with the Emperor. Duanmu Ci smiled and declined. (A comment from a female netizen: "Who wants to have an audience with your Emperor?")
The following days were uneventful, without the usual turmoil and intrigue. He simply spent his days wandering the streets, even taking a stroll around Senso-ji Temple. Professor Yan Zhigui, unable to bear his leisure, dragged him to an academic exchange at the University of Tokyo, where he gave a lecture in the auditorium, which elicited screams from a group of female students. Sitting below, Yan Zhigui watched as Professor Duanmu was surrounded by a throng of female students after the lecture, and his face darkened. The president and professors of the University of Tokyo sitting next to him also felt greatly embarrassed.
The other male students in the auditorium also looked rather grim. Did the Chinese intend to conquer our great Japan with such "despicable" means? Did our great Japan have no men... no handsome men?
On the way back, Yan Zhigui said with a dark face, "You don't need to come next time!"
His visit to Japan this time was purely academic, not an idol-related trip! You, Duanmu Ci, gave a speech that lasted less than half an hour, and the female students below were screaming like crazy! Anyone who didn't know better would think it was an idol-fan meeting! They were clapping incessantly, their little hands were red from clapping! Even the principal was giving me strange looks, thinking I'd brought some celebrity from some remote corner to cause trouble!
There's nowhere to put this old face!
Duanmu Ci felt this was utterly out of the blue! He was standing perfectly fine on the podium, speaking eloquently and methodically. How could he possibly control the reactions of the students below? Was he supposed to stop and tell them not to clap or scream? What kind of talk was that! If that were the case, wouldn't Michael Jackson have to pay for the medical expenses of those fans who fainted at his concerts? Let's be reasonable!
However, there was no way to refute this statement. After all, it was true that the scene was somewhat chaotic during his speech, and it was also true that he delayed the president of the University of Tokyo from giving his speech. It was also true that some of the female students around him accidentally fell and got injured. It was also true that he was grabbed by female students and groped while he was disheveled.
The evidence is irrefutable, and there is no room for argument.
Duanmu Ci remained silent.
Yan Zhigui had vented his anger after scolding her, and then, after thinking about it carefully, he realized that it really wasn't her fault. After all, it wasn't her intention to look like a femme fatale, was it? We can't discriminate against her… Yan Zhigui softened his tone. “Our mission in Tokyo is almost complete. Go book your plane tickets for the day after tomorrow, and the bill will be paid by the school.”
"Returning to China the day after tomorrow?"
"Yes. The day after tomorrow." Yan Zhigui nodded and said, "We've been delayed a bit too long this time. The University of Tokyo has been too enthusiastic, we can't afford to delay any longer. It's almost May Day, and the school will organize an exam after Labor Day. There's also the arts festival, the sports meet, and so on. These are all important events, we can't afford to miss them!"
Duanmu Ci then remembered that there was a lot of work waiting for him after returning to China, and couldn't help but rub his temples. "I know. By the way, it seems that Wei Yue can't go back with us, what should we do?"
“Wei Yue told me everything. It’s a big deal for him to get married, so the school can understand!” Yan Zhigui said with a smile. “Wei Yue and I have asked for a month of unpaid leave for our wedding. I approved it.”
Honeymoon leave...
Duanmu Ci was stunned. Wasn't Wei Yue thinking about how to run away from the wedding and break off the engagement? How could he think of asking for leave for the wedding... This kid really didn't care about the most basic principles when it came to asking for leave. He probably looked up some "100 Tips for Asking for Leave" online, right? So much for the high quality of Japanese people... What a lie.
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Akihabara, commonly known as Akiba, is located in the southwestern part of Taito Ward, Tokyo, Japan. After World War II, it developed into a black market selling high-quality electronic products, and gradually evolved into an electronics district renowned worldwide. Electronic product stores, model toy stores, anime product stores, and themed cafes are the main attractions here.
Akihabara is also a holy land in the hearts of Chinese otaku.
Duanmu Ci and Wei Yue got off the tram and stood at the intersection of Akihabara. They were there today to buy souvenirs for the "Cherry Blossom Season Trip" for the students of the Changsheng Society.
Duanmu Ci said, “I remember when we were in Kobe, the students of the Longevity Society asked the president and vice president via video to bring back some souvenirs from Japan. I was going to Chicago at the time, so I entrusted this important task to you. But I didn’t expect that while I had finished my business in Chicago, you still hadn’t finished this matter. Aren’t Japanese people supposed to be very efficient? I haven’t seen this excellent quality in you.”
Wei Yue said helplessly, "After you left Kobe, I went back to Tokyo alone. I was caught by the retainers as soon as I got off the train. After that, I was busy dealing with the marriage arrangements at home. Where would I have time to buy souvenirs? Besides, I don't even know when I'll be able to go back to Haizan again. What's the point of buying them?"
“I’ll take it back for you if you buy it!” Duanmu Ci said with an air of loyalty, as if he would go through fire and water for his friends. “I will pass on your goodwill to the students of the Longevity Society.”
"Would you really do that?" Wei Yue sneered. "If I really let you take the gift I bought back, you'd probably keep it for yourself, wouldn't you? Duanmu Jun is always very skilled at using borrowed flowers to present to Buddha! Back then, when I had a dress made in France and gave it to Count Vinard's wife, didn't Duanmu Jun claim the credit for himself? With such a lesson learned, Wei Yue dares not be careless."
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