Chapter 258: The Immortal Witch "I hope you learn to use me."...
After saying goodbye to Karasuma Moharu, Lin Xi took Chris out of the restaurant and walked to a secluded corner.
She pinched Chris's face and said, "There's no one here now. Is there anything you want to tell me?"
Chris couldn't get any useful information from her gentle expression.
Chris apologized honestly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ghost. I shouldn't have asked Mr. Oda to secretly drive after you, nor should I have entered your bedroom and worn your clothes."
Lin Xi's smile deepened. "There's nothing to apologize for. It's a good thing you know how to use my usual attitude towards you to drive your servants to work for you. After I go back and give Mr. Xiaotian a raise, they will definitely respect you even more than before."
"You were smart to notice that Mr. Oda had a private car and to take advantage of it in such a short time, Chris."
"As for my clothes—do you think women's clothing is too conspicuous? I didn't prepare any low-key, travel-friendly clothing for you. That was an oversight on my part. You're not a caged canary; you deserve lightweight clothing like men."
"But I did interrupt your conversation, didn't I?" Chris tugged at Lin Xi's sleeve. "You guys had been talking about business, but after I left, the conversation turned entirely to food, scenery, and anecdotes."
"Why does little Chris think I'm here to discuss serious matters with him?"
"Isn't it obvious?" Chris said. "Who would book an entire restaurant and not allow other guests to disturb them if they weren't discussing something important?"
Lin Xi laughed.
She touched the little girl's head and said, "Chris, do you know who he is?"
Chris shook her head.
"You've always had a keen eye for observation," Lin Xi said. "After meeting him today, what did you notice about him?"
Chris was stunned for a moment, knowing that Lin Xi was testing her.
"...He's a young nobleman." She thought for a moment, choosing her words, "but he's not proud of his family."
"His handkerchief was lying on the table. It had a raven crest on it, which I believe was his family crest. Nobles usually take good care of items bearing their family crests, but this handkerchief had red wine stains on it, and the raven crest had also been stained. He'd used it to wipe up spilled wine and then discarded it, which suggests he didn't care for it."
"So I guess he has some conflicts with his family."
"Well... Also, his beard and nails are freshly trimmed, and he's wearing perfume, which proves that he values this meeting with you very much."
"And, uh..." She looked at Lin Xi and said hesitantly, "He seemed to know me. When his eyes swept over me, they first widened, which meant he was surprised by my appearance, and then his eyebrows raised, which meant he understood. This means he knew I was with you, but he raised his eyebrows because of something else - I guess he was surprised by our relationship."
"Others who see me will only think I am Chrissie Wynyard, your cousin, but they won't show that kind of expression because of our relationship, unless they know where I come from."
"Sir, he's from Baijiu Pharmaceutical, right?"
Lin Xi's expression was surprised, and then she laughed: "That's amazing, little Chris."
Chris's cheeks turned red at her praise.
Lin Xi took Chris's hand and continued walking forward. He introduced the Karasuma family to her in a gentle voice: "The shareholders of Baijiu Pharmaceutical are composed of several old aristocratic families in Kyoto. Among them, the Karasuma family has the most say."
"What you just saw was Karasuma Shigeharu, the second son of the Karasuma family. The Karasuma family situation is quite interesting: a patriarch who is nearly dead, an heir who is hopeless, a bright and capable but neglected second son—and the family is also in turmoil, waiting for the old patriarch to die and for a new one to take the throne."
Chris nodded.
"So, little Chris, what can you do in this?" Lin Xi looked at Chris gently.
The soft sunlight gilded her, but Chris didn't understand what she meant.
Her confused expression made Lin Xi couldn't help but pinch her cheek again: "Chris, you can get out of my house with your own little brain, so you can definitely do something now."
"After all, what we learn from books is too little. Now is a good opportunity to put it into practice."
"Think about it, what can you do with your identity?"
The honey-colored eyes were as inclusive as the sea, and the encouragement contained in them made Chris blink slowly.
...Mr. Ghost's eyes are so beautiful.
Like candy...
Chris licked her lips and said, "Sir, you have to tell me first, Baijiu Pharmaceutical suddenly stopped my project. Is it related to you?"
"Yes. But it's still a secret for now, Chris."
Chris understood. This meant that Mr. Ghost also had accomplices within Baijiu Pharmaceuticals, which was why she was handed over to Mr. Ghost.
It is very likely that it is the researcher Lin that researchers often talk about.
"They all know I'm an experiment," she said. "Sir, I've always behaved well, and they thought I was well behaved."
"There's a power struggle going on within the Karasuma Clan right now. The old patriarch's days are numbered, and the future patriarch will fall to one of the two young masters of the Karasuma Clan. Your power—wealth, connections, authority—is very tempting. Whoever can gain your favor will be more confident in facing the patriarch."
"So, even if these two young nobles aren't deliberately trying to curry your favor, they're definitely trying to establish a good relationship with you at this critical juncture. Since ancient times, making business friends has always involved catering to their preferences."
"And Chris—" Chris held Lin Xi's arm affectionately, "is not only your most beloved 'cousin', but also the most well-behaved and easiest experimental subject in the laboratory."
She realized when she was in the restaurant that Mr. Ghost was deliberately acting overly intimate with her in front of that person.
"Sir, I think the Karasuma family will contact me to win you over." She blinked. "Do you want Chris to continue to act like a good girl?"
If Mr. Ghost wants her to pretend, she will continue to pretend to be a good baby.
If Mr. Ghost wanted her to reject those people, she could immediately respond with a cold brow and transform herself into a cousin whose heart and eyes were filled with only Shibahara Hirojin.
"No, I hope you can act smarter, Chris—just like now." Lin Xi smiled. "The first lesson away from the books, I hope you learn to use me."
"Only by appearing smart enough in front of them can they take you seriously. Only by completely enchanting me can they be wary of you. I'll cooperate with you and pretend to be enchanted by you, little Chris." Lin Xi imitated the little girl and blinked. "Finally, only by making my wealth, connections, and power your own will they respect you."
"That's what I want you to do, Chris. Can you do it?"
Mr. Ghost asks her if she can do that.
Chris lowered her head, held Lin Xi's hand, and gently stroked the palm of her hand with her fingers.
Lin Xi felt a little itchy, but didn't move, waiting quietly for Chris's answer.
She hadn't lied; this was indeed what she wanted Chris to do. After several game missions, she gradually understood that the characters in this world all had their own growth trajectories, and the player merely participated in them, not playing a decisive role.
Chrissie Wynyard, Vermouth, a smart, mysterious, powerful, charming and ageless witch.
These are all her.
She simply took her out of the lab and allowed her to get what she deserved with fewer twists and turns, more easily and without getting hurt.
Even without me, she could still get these things - look at her now, at such a young age, Lin Xi could already see the burning ambition and exquisite mind in her eyes.
Little devil.
She waited patiently for her answer, but heard a faint sob over the sound of wind rustling the leaves.
Lin Xi was stunned to see the little girl raised her head again, her watery blue eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and big tears rolled out of her eye sockets, dripping down her cheeks in a blink of an eye.
——What happened?
Lin Xi, who had never seen her cry like this in the laboratory, panicked.
Then, the little girl's trembling voice accused me: "...Sir, don't you want me anymore?"
"No," she retorted subconsciously, "How could it be possible—"
"Then why do you want me to take your things?" Chris's blue eyes were full of grievance. She stood face to face in front of Lin Xi, holding her hand, maintaining enough strength to prevent her from breaking free, while also maintaining enough restraint not to hurt her.
But the power coming from the palm of your hand is so real that it cannot be ignored.
"After I take your things, the next step is that you will leave me, right?"
Tears fell on the back of Lin Xi's hand, making her hand tremble.
Lin Xi opened his mouth and found that he couldn't refute.
——Her original plan was indeed to use the identity she created to send money to Chris. Gin had assets from her researcher days, Rum had the Karasuma family, and Vermouth should also have her own start-up capital.
After delivering the money, according to her plan, Vermouth should also join the organization. After her copy is completed, she will definitely leave.
But why does this child start crying?
Lin Xi realized belatedly that he couldn't raise Vermouth in the same way he raised Gin.
If she left Gin, this guy would just drag her into a fight the next time they met. If she left Vermouth...
She lowered her head and glanced at the little girl's red eyes.
...you have to face the condemnation of your conscience.
Lin Xi sighed.
"Take my things, and you will be qualified to see me in the future," she said.
"Chris, don't you want to become stronger?"
She asked again.
Chris sniffed and buried her body in Lin Xi's arms.
The familiar warmth and scent of orange blossom washed over her as Mr. Ghost's hands touched her hair.
Chris thought, she wanted to become stronger.
But she hoped that Mr. Ghost could stay with her forever.
A month ago in the lab, Chris's only wish was freedom.
In just one month, her desires expanded rapidly like swollen seaweed, and Chris found that she wanted more than freedom.
More, more...
Chris thought desperately, what else could she exchange for it?
"Sir..." she said tremblingly, "What will it take for you to stay?"
"I'd be scared if you weren't around."
Her only answer was a sigh.
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