Knock on the Door / Demon Transformation Ritual
"Mister Scribe, please wait a moment."
As he slowly walked to the Scribe's side, Hyakuya Ryufu had a slight smile on his face.
Thank you so much for your help during the meeting.
With a slight movement of his eyes, the Scribe seemed to understand what the other person meant.
It seems that Hyakuya Ryufu feels that by digging a hole for Shinri Keito, he has indirectly helped the Hyakuya Family.
"You flatter me. It was just a small favor. Hyakuya Clan Head, please don't think too much about it."
With a faint smile, Scribe indicated that he didn't need to take it to heart.
"Although I didn't have much contact with the Hyakuya Family before, I've been very happy to spend time with them during this period."
"Therefore, I think we can cooperate more closely in the future to deal with the enemy together."
"I don't know, what do you think?"
Upon Scribe this, Hyakuya Ryufu was taken aback at first, but then he realized what was going on.
His aged face was full of smiles, and the wrinkles that had been gathered together seemed to have smoothed out.
His complexion was rosy, as if he had taken some kind of powerful tonic.
"Very good, very good. Thank you, Mister Scribe."
"I will send someone to the Hyakuya Family to discuss this in detail later."
After leaving those words, the Scribe departed.
After returning to their resting place, he led Asatsuru and his group away.
He had assumed that Asatsuru, being a girl, would want to stay one more night before leaving.
However, Asatsuru was even more eager to leave than he was.
"Please leave, sir, I can't take it anymore."
"Oh, what happened?"
After glancing at Asatsuru, Scribe stroked his chin, seemingly deep in thought.
"Let me guess, is Hyakuya Inowa bothering you again?"
"That's right, it's that guy!"
Asatsuru snorted coldly at the mention of Hyakuya Inowa, his face full of displeasure.
"After you left, sir, he sat down next to me again."
"That guy was like a fly, buzzing around me and I couldn't get rid of him."
"I'm so angry, I don't want to see him again at all."
Asatsuru recounted everything that had happened while the Scribe was away, as if spilling beans.
His words were full of bad things about Hyakuya Inowa.
"They didn't do anything to you, so why are you complaining?"
"I just don't like it. I hate those brats who follow others around like that."
Shaking his head, the Scribe couldn't help but think to himself. (Reading La)
"You seem to be a little younger than them."
Of course, he would only think about such things in his mind.
"The husband I want in the future must be someone who can stand in front of me and protect me from the wind and rain!"
Asatsuru clenched her little fists, her face full of seriousness.
"Then I wish you find someone you like soon."
After patting the other person's head, Scribe said nothing more.
He didn't notice that when Asatsuru touched his head, a slight blush rose to his cheeks.
On the way back, Scribe walked at a leisurely pace.
Enjoying the scenery or tasting some delicious food are both good pastimes for him.
Asatsuru and the other guards were enjoying themselves, and naturally no one raised any objections.
It took them a while to get back to the headquarters of Tsukishiki Pharmaceuticals.
"Sir, welcome back."
The two men guarding the gate this time were the same as before.
However, they have become more shrewd now. The moment they see the Scribe, they run over to greet Scribe.
"Your return is truly..."
Realizing that the other party was about to launch into a barrage of compliments, Scribe quickly stopped them from continuing.
"Alright, you can all just do your jobs and disperse."
"Yes, sir."
Seeing that the Scribe was unwilling to listen any further, the two men guarding the gate had no choice but to go back.
After dismissing the other guards, the Scribe led Asatsuru into the building.
Along the way, the two encountered many employees of Tsukishiki Pharmaceuticals, and many of them greeted them.
Unfortunately, all of it was chatting with Asatsuru.
"Just got back, Asatsuru?"
"You look beautiful again, Asatsuru- chan."
"Asatsuru, would you like to have dinner together later?"
Feeling somewhat helpless, Scribe didn't know whether he should be happy or depressed.
Despite being the boss, not a single person greeted him.
Although he brought this situation upon himself, it is still somewhat difficult to accept.
As for Asatsuru, she naturally greeted them with a smile and responded to each of them.
"It seems you've made quite a few friends during this time."
After turning into the corridor, when no one was around, Scribe spoke to Asatsuru.
Are you happy?
"I'm very happy. Everyone is so kind to me, and I've learned a lot."
After turning a few more corners, they stopped in front of a large door.
Looking at the sign on the door, I realized this was where Tamayo usually handled her work.
"Then I won't disturb you any longer, sir. I'll go and rest now."
Sticking her tongue out at the Scribe, Asatsuru tactfully left.
She knew very well that after the Scribe returned, there would definitely be things he would have to say to Tamayo.
After all, I joined relatively early, and there are many things that I cannot access right now.
"Have a good rest."
After watching Asatsuru leave, Scribe pushed open the door and entered.
"Creak~"
Some of the old wooden doors made unpleasant noises, as if they hadn't been oiled in a year.
The room was simply decorated with a sofa, several bookshelves, and a table in the middle.
The table's accessories were also very ordinary: a chair and a few sheets of paper and pens.
At this moment, Tamayo was sitting in a chair, intently looking at the documents in her hands.
When she heard the door being pushed open, she didn't look over, but simply said something indifferently.
"Is this Kikuku? Just put the things on the table, I'll check them in a bit."
"By the way, could you please go and call Yushiro over? I have something to discuss with him."
However, after she finished speaking, Kikuku, whom I remembered, did not say anything.
"Kikuku?"
After asking another question, Tamayo realized that the person who came in wasn't Kikuku.
When she looked up, she saw the Scribe's face.
"Hey, I'm back."
"If you're not in a hurry, why don't you talk to me?"
Hearing the Scribe's usual tone, Tamayo couldn't help but smile.
"You, you, just say it when you're back, why all this secrecy?"
Without saying a word, the Scribe simply walked behind the table and took the documents from her hands.
To Tamayo's astonishment, the Scribe scooped her up and placed her on his lap.
"What are you doing? It's working hours now."
"I haven't seen my wife in a long time, can't I just have a chat with her?"
Seeing Tamayo's cheeks growing increasingly red, the Scribe's smile deepened.
Just as he was about to take the next step, footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.
"Knock knock knock".
Chapter 438 Demon Transformation Ritual
"Ms. Tamayo, I've brought the things."
After the knocking, a girl's voice came from outside the door.
A look of panic flashed across her face, and Tamayo sprang up from the Scribe's arms like a spring.
"Get out of the way, hurry up."
I quickly straightened my clothes to make sure I was alright.
While pushing the Scribe, Tamayo couldn't help but nod towards the sofa on the side.
With a smile, Scribe knew that the girl outside must be Kikuku, whom she had mentioned before.
However, no matter how hard Tamayo tried, the Scribe remained rooted to the spot, completely unmoved.
"Hurry up, they're about to come in."
Her anxious expression grew stronger, and a hint of anger flashed in Tamayo's eyes as she looked at the Scribe.
"Give me a kiss, and I'll sit down right away."
With a smile playing on her lips, Scribe leaned down and whispered in Tamayo's ear.
"Otherwise, I'll carry you back."
Just thinking about what Kikuku might see when she comes in makes Tamayo's cheeks feel hotter and hotter.
"Smack!"
She quickly tapped the Scribe's face, then turned her head to the side and whispered.
"Hurry up, you have to keep your word."
"Haha, okay."
Satisfied, Scribe quickly walked to the sofa and sat down.
"Come in."