Chapter 87 Confession
"Let the whole of Japan remember me tonight." Thinking of this, Ji Minghuan stood up from the bed, stepped on the bed and fell to the floor.
He put on the slippers placed beside the bed and stretched out his right arm as he walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window in the room.
He lowered his eyes and watched the black restraints surging out from the cuffs, falling to the floor like a tide, and then quickly forming a dark human figure.
The strange human figure took out a casual sweatshirt from the suitcase, put it on, and then put on his pants in two or three steps.
Ji Minghuan concentrated slightly, and in a blink of an eye he adjusted the appearance of his avatar to be the same as Gu Wenyu.
Then he controlled it to pick up the key card and the phone. The moment the key card was pulled out, the lights in the entire hotel room went out and it was all dark.
The avatar left the room and headed in the direction of Kawasaki Ramen.
"Let the restraint incarnation go meet Su Zimai. When I approached Dad in the underground bar, he didn't see any clues, let alone Su Zimai and Ke Qirui."
Thinking of this, Ji Minghuan controlled the main body of Machine No. 1, wrapped the entire body with restraints, and crawled out of the floor-to-ceiling window.
The absurd advertising slogans rang out over the city. He was like a transparent bird flapping its wings and flying over the glass curtain wall, leaving only a hasty shadow, and his figure melted in the evening breeze.
At the same time, on the streets of Roppongi, Minato-ku, Tokyo.
The restraint belt avatar transformed into Gu Wenyu's appearance, holding a mobile phone, and walked towards the address sent by Su Zimai.
Looking up, I saw a wooden van parked outside the ramen restaurant with two stools under the awning. Customers were eating noodles on the stools while the chef was cooking noodles in the van.
This kind of human-powered cart is specially designed for selling ramen noodles in the streets. However, it is different for a ramen restaurant of this size. Putting a cart outside the store is just for the sake of creating an atmosphere and conducive to the promotion of the store.
He glanced at the figures on the stools and couldn't imagine that a rich man like Ke Qirui would sit on small stools on the street to eat noodles, so he walked towards the inside of the ramen restaurant.
When you open the noren curtain at the entrance, you are immediately greeted by a bustling atmosphere and the aroma of pork bone soup.
He deliberately made the avatar sniffle, then looked deeper into the ramen shop.
I caught sight of Su Zimai at first sight.
My sister was wearing a light green sportswear today, but she didn't tie her hair into a ponytail. Her black hair was scattered behind her head, and the expression on her face was as cold as ever.
As if she sensed his gaze, Su Zimai raised her eyes from her phone screen and met his gaze. She was slightly stunned, pursed her lips, and said nothing.
She still seemed to find it hard to believe... this brother who looked a little sickly was actually the Blue Arc who was full of dirty talk on TV.
But no matter what, today we will know whether all this is true.
The two looked at each other across half of the ramen restaurant.
She opened her mouth, lowered her eyes and remained silent for a while, and finally greeted him absentmindedly:
"Oh...you're here."
"Yes, I'm here to eat and drink."
Ji Minghuan walked over with the restraints incarnate and said this in a natural tone, like punching in at work.
Then he pulled a chair and sat down, turning his head to look at the person sitting next to Su Zimai.
Su Zimai was still with Ke Qirui, and Ke Qirui was still wearing the same windbreaker and deerstalker hat, but this time there was another figure beside them - this person had dreadlocks, and wore a black high-necked windbreaker, his facial lines were as sharp as steel, and his eyes revealed a faint sense of world-weariness.
"Teacher Ke, who is this?" Ji Minghuan asked.
"Xu Sanyan, my friend."
As Ke Qirui spoke, she took off her hat. This was a rare scene, revealing her shiny black hair, as black as lead powder, hanging down on her shoulders.
Ji Minghuan said with emotion: "Teacher Ke, you really put a lot of effort into proving to me that you are not a lesbian."
Ke Qirui held her cheek with her bony hand, looked at him with a smile, and said disapprovingly: "As expected of you, your first words are full of hostility."
She paused and said teasingly, "But let's not talk about whether I am a lesbian or not. Who admitted in the text message that he is a gay... It's so hard to guess, it can't be our little friend Gu Wenyu, right?"
Ji Minghuan selectively ignored her and turned to the man with dreadlocks and said, "Hello, Gu Wenyu."
"Xu Sanyan." Xu Sanyan held a cigarette in his mouth and emphasized: "The sexual orientation is normal."
Hearing the latter sentence, Ji Minghuan rolled his eyes and turned to look at Ke Qirui who had a smile on her face. He wished he could hang this woman on the top of the Tokyo Tower with a restraint belt and expose her to the sun for ten days and nights.
"Brother...let me ask you a question." Su Zimai suddenly asked.
"What's the problem?"
"Are you Blue Arc?" Su Zimai asked.
Ji Minghuan was stunned.
She stared into Ji Minghuan's eyes motionlessly, as if she wanted to see a hint of panic and hesitation in his eyes.
But the person sitting next to her at this moment was not a human, but a human figure transformed by a restraint belt. Naturally, it was impossible for him to reveal any flaws, not to mention that Ji Minghuan had a clear conscience.
Master, please stop chanting, please stop chanting... Ji Minghuan now felt like Sun Wukong who was put under the tight spell by Tang Monk. He wished he could smash his sister to death with a stick and fly away on the somersault cloud.
"Huh?" he said. "Are you playing some truth or dare with them?"
"I'm serious." Su Zimai said.
"If I were Blue Arc, I would still be studying hard and making progress every day?" Ji Minghuan calculated with his fingers, "First I would drop out of school, then resign from the association, start a live broadcast at home, wear a mask and play games every day, and a bunch of fans would rush to give me money, and I would have no worries for the rest of my life."
Su Zimai said word by word: "I am serious, so you should answer me seriously too... ok?"
"Do you have a fever?"
Ji Minghuan said this and looked at her from the side for a while, then raised his hand and touched her head.
Su Zimai remained silent.
She let him cover her forehead with his hand and suddenly remembered that when she was a child, she had a fever. Gu Qinye and her parents were not at home. Gu Wenyu, who was only one year older than her, could not find a neighbor to help, so he rode his tricycle and took her to a nearby small hospital.
She leaned on his shoulder at that time, and still remembers the stubborn back of the child and the warmth on his back.
She also knew that after her mother's death, Gu Wenyu was the one who suffered the most. He locked himself in his room every day, refusing to communicate with any family members, and seemed like a different person.
But recently, the considerate brother seems to have returned.
He would chase her to the park to comfort her, tell her jokes to make her happy, and touch her head like when they were little. My brother must have felt bad too, but he also got over his mother's death, and everything seemed to be back to normal...
Should she make changes, too?
After a long silence, Su Zimai slowly raised his head to meet Ji Minghuan's gaze, opened his mouth, and said:
"Brother, I'm... an exorcist."
After these words were spoken, a brief silence fell among the four people. They could still hear the warm greetings from the ramen restaurant owner and the leisure conversations of other customers after get off work.
Ke Qirui and Xu Sanyan, who were sitting next to the two men, were obviously stunned for a moment. They silently side-glanced and looked at Su Zimai in surprise, as if this was not part of their plan.
Ji Minghuan was also a little surprised, and even forgot to let the restraint belt incarnation give any reaction - the good news was that his emotions would not be reflected on the restraint belt incarnation, so it would not be exposed. At this time, his restraint belt incarnation was looking at Su Zimai helplessly.
"Is it necessary to be so blunt... Are you going to explode with me directly?"
Ji Minghuan was shocked by his sister's actions for a while. When he slowly came to his senses, he controlled the restraint belt avatar to respond.
He withdrew his hand from Su Zimai's forehead, and the warmth in his palm faded away; but his sister's burning gaze remained fixed on him, not moving away for a second, making him feel like he was sitting in a steamer.
"I thought you didn't have a fever..." he said, "What is an exorcist? Is it a profession in the game?"
Su Zimai was silent for a while: "We are all the same... we are doing something dangerous, so we don't want our families to know."
She lowered her head and spoke softly, "So there's no need to hide it from me. I already know everything... I know everything. This is the last time I'm asking you..."
After a pause, she raised her eyes and looked at Ji Minghuan, and said seriously word by word:
"Brother, you are Blue Arc, right?"
(End of this chapter)
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