Mitarai Ichiro was deeply shocked.
So you called me here not to gouge out my eyes, but because you were short one player for your mahjong game?
The two female demons ignored what Mitarai Ichiro was thinking and instead moved the mahjong table next to them into the bath: "Now that everyone's here, we can finally play mahjong happily."
"Yes, playing mahjong is so much fun."
The woman huddled in the bathtub sat up slightly: "You're doing this..."
However, neither of the two female demons paid any attention to her. They even called out to Mitarai Ichiro with beaming smiles, "Little sister, don't just stand there, come and play!"
"Do you know how to play? If not, we'll teach you."
"No way? Surely there's no ghost that doesn't know how to play mahjong? If it doesn't even know how to play mahjong, how will it survive the endless nights here?"
Upon hearing Hyakume summon him, Mitarai Ichiro quickly approached and said, "I-I can fight."
"See, I knew it! Are there really ghosts in the demon realm who don't know how to play mahjong?" Hyakume-ki chuckled as he glanced at another female demon. "If it were a human little girl, she probably wouldn't know how to play mahjong, but there wouldn't be any ghosts like that in the demon realm."
Hey, isn't your method of identifying ghosts a bit too simplistic and crude?
Mitarai Ichiro thought to himself, but he actively followed the two female ghosts in shuffling and stacking the cards, his demure appearance making him seem both obedient and docile.
This will reduce your visibility, making it easier to escape or do anything else later.
Mitarai Ichiro is actually very eager to know if the think tank has any information to help him, but he is also very clear that he will not receive any help from the think tank until he shows his potential like Hirano San.
Just like Yin Zhu at the beginning.
However, the problem Yin Zhu faced at the time was that the think tank had already used up all three hints from the Dragon Kingdom on the first three chosen ones, so they were embarrassed that they could not remind the fourth chosen one of any information.
On the contrary, Mitarai Ichiro's think tank in Japan definitely still had hints at this point.
The only problem is whether the think tank will think it's a "waste" to use the hints on him, and whether they will wait until he dies, risk their lives to explore more content, and then use all the remaining attempts on the last chosen one of the Sakura Kingdom.
After all, he was only the second chosen one from the Sakura Kingdom in this instance.
There really wasn't much Japan could do to help him.
However, the think tank in Japan did notice something amiss: "That female ghost, yes, the one who's huddled to the side and doesn't say much, she shouldn't be a guest, right?"
You mean?
"She clearly wasn't very familiar with the two guests, and like Mitarai-kun, she was just someone the guests dragged over to play mahjong." Someone from the think tank in Japan noticed this.
"I always feel like something's off."
"Speaking of which, what is that Chosen One from the Dragon Kingdom doing? She is currently the longest-living Chosen One on Earth."
"She seemed to be... learning how to make rice cakes with the cat just now..."
The think tank of the Sakura Kingdom fell silent. They had never seen such an unambitious chosen one. If Yin Zhu hadn't done nothing wrong, they would have strongly suspected that Hirano San's abnormality was related to her, or even that she had killed her.
In a way, this group of people were right.
Yin Zhu smacked the white rice cake with a hammer, then suddenly felt an itch in her nose. She quickly turned her head and sneezed into the empty floor, rubbing her nose in confusion.
Is the cat shedding fur again?
Speaking of cats, they are also cat demons. Do even cat demons shed fur?
"What's wrong?" the cat asked Yin Zhu with concern.
Shaking her head, Yin Zhu picked up the hammer again: "It's okay, I'm just a little tired. By the way, can we eat the rice cake now that it's pounded like this?"
The cat glanced at it again: "Hmm, not quite enough, give it a few more hits."
...
It's burnt!
Mitarai Ichiro watched Doumeki's excited expression with a docile expression, thinking to himself that her hand was really bad. This was even with her cheating and hiding cards. If he hadn't kept feeding her cards, she would never have won this hand.
As a good subordinate, you must learn to assess the situation and help your superior win while also making them happy.
He had also figured it out: the yokai who was on good terms with Hyakume was probably a guest, and the other quiet female yokai was probably an employee of the hot spring resort.
Moreover, Mitarai Ichiro noticed the inconsistencies more clearly than the think tank.
During the four-person mahjong game, Hyakume-ki frankly stated that she brought the game, but she had also invited two other female yokai to come. She couldn't very well have just brought her employees to fill in, could she? What if the employees were all busy today? Wouldn't there be no one to play with them?
Fortunately, this hot spring resort didn't have a rule against "employees playing around with guests," otherwise he would be dead by now.
However, it's normal that there isn't such a rule.
After all, sometimes the service provided by employees is part of the customer's user experience. Completely prohibiting employees from being pulled by customers to make up the numbers would simply affect the customer's enjoyment and would lead to complaints.
"It's such a pity that Akabane and the others didn't come. We were supposed to play mahjong together."
Hyakume couldn't help but feel regret.
Mitarai Ichiro suddenly realized something and quickly said, "If Lord Hyakume is referring to Lord Akahana, then I am fortunate enough to have witnessed Lord Akahana's elegance today."
"Huh? You saw it?"
Hyakume was somewhat surprised and quickly asked, "Then where did she go? She promised me she would come."
Mitarai respectfully answered all that she had seen, without offering any of her own subjective opinions or speculations, to avoid inadvertently touching a nerve. After all, sometimes, the more you say, the more mistakes you make; the less you say, the fewer mistakes you make; and if you say nothing, you make no mistakes at all.
Upon hearing that Red Prajna and the Hair Demon were fighting, another female ghost clicked her tongue and said, "Is it really necessary? It's just that the Hair Demon hid a mahjong tile in his hair last time."
“The Red Prajna has always been short-tempered, so it’s not surprising that they’re fighting,” Hyakume sighed.
"So you shouldn't have invited them both to come in the first place." Another female ghost rolled her eyes at her. "Although all three of us cheated, it's because Fa Gui was clumsy and got caught red-handed by Chi Ban Ruo. You didn't tell her beforehand that Fa Gui was coming today, so the two of them bumped into each other on the way, and of course they started fighting over old grudges."
Upon hearing this, Mitarai Ichiro seemed to suddenly understand why he had drawn five blank cards earlier.
It turns out that it wasn't just Hyakume-ki who cheated.
Seeing Mitarai Ichiro's shocked yet enlightened expression, the other female ghost covered her mouth and chuckled. Suddenly, her hair emerged from behind her head, revealing a mouth that spat out a mahjong tile: "Oh dear, the little sister has found out."
...So she's a two-mouth woman?
Mitarai Ichiro suddenly didn't know what expression to make. Was it scarier for a ghost to cheat at cards, or for a ghost to have two mouths?
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