"Tell me first all the information you know about the Scribe."
A hint of displeasure flashed in Shinri Keito's eyes; he was somewhat dissatisfied with Brain Food's behavior.
But thinking about what the Scribe was doing there, and how he would later have to rely on brain food to process the "materials".
Left with no other choice, he could only temporarily suppress his anger and speak.
"Scribe is the head of a large company, primarily Tsukishiki Pharmaceuticals..."
It took a considerable amount of time for Shinri Keito to tell Brain Food what he knew about the Scribe.
After listening, Brain Food spoke up.
"Too superficial."
"That's too superficial."
"Your understanding of the Scribe is too superficial and shallow."
With even greater doubt in his eyes, Shinri Keito pressed for an answer.
"Don't keep me in suspense, tell me in detail."
"You previously said that at the Taisho Aristocratic Conference, the Scribe, together with the Family Patriarch, Hyakuya Ryufu, tricked you, right?"
"That's right."
The brain food in the container waved its tentacles, as if it had heard something funny.
"What if I told you that he was one of those people with special abilities?"
"What!?"
Upon hearing this news, Shinri Keito rushed to the container and stared intently at the brain food inside.
"You mean the Scribe is one of those 'Demon Slayer'?!"
"That's right, and his status is very special. Other Demon Slayer admire and respect him."
Shinri Keito didn't doubt Brain Food's words; after all, he also knew a little about the other party's abilities.
It's not the first or second time that I've been able to obtain useful information from places I didn't know about.
"No wonder, no wonder he was so sensitive and said those things in the meeting."
Upon hearing the news, Shinri Keito's face showed some excitement.
Things that I had been wondering about before suddenly became clear in an instant.
But soon, after the initial excitement, he thought of something.
Since the Scribe is a respected member of the Demon Slayer, what would happen if he gathered the power of the Demon Slayer?
The family's plan has not yet been realized, and now is not the time to confront the Demon Slayer head-on.
After thinking about it, Shinri Keito felt a little scared.
"I think you don't need to worry about that."
He glanced at Shinri Keito, and Brain Food seemed to understand what he was worried about, and said.
I have devised a plan to create a rift between him and the Demon Slayer.
Its ferocious mouth opened wide, revealing sharp teeth.
"At this point, even if he wasn't forced to leave, he would probably have lost trust."
Upon hearing this, Shinri Keito's expression changed instantly.
"Tell me about it quickly."
Without further coercing Shinri Keito into doing anything, Brain Food told him what its clone had done.
"Wonderful, absolutely wonderful."
After hearing about the two steps of "framing someone" and "destroying the evidence," Shinri Keito laughed heartily and applauded.
In this way, the power of the Scribe alone is not a threat.
"That's natural. Although his strength is not bad, he is only slightly stronger than other Demon Slayer."
With its tentacles waving, a glint of light flashed in the brain-eating creature's large eyes, as if it were deep in thought.
"Of course, these two steps are only part of my plan, and there are other steps to follow."
His smile widened, and looking at that big head, Shinri Keito found him adorable for the first time.
If the circumstances had allowed, he would have even had the urge to kiss him.
"What are your plans next?"
"It's alright to talk to you about it, after all, there are many things that still need your Shinri Family to do."
Brain Food then told Shinri Keito about his next plan.
While listening, Shinri Keito pointed out some points of doubt in the plan.
With Brain Food's answer, he finally understood the overall layout of the plan.
"What's the name of this plan?"
"I've just made up my mind."
Manipulating its tentacles, Brain Food wrote these words on the inner wall of the container.
"The Hunt for the Scribe"
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However, upon seeing these words, Shinri Keito did not show any surprise or satisfaction.
On the contrary, Brain Food caught a hint of regret in his eyes.
Shinri Keito touched his chin, looking puzzled.
"What's wrong?"
The brain-eating creature patted the container wall with its tentacles and asked, puzzled.
"Did you find something wrong?"
Looking at Huiren's expression, Brain Food assumed that he had discovered a flaw in his plan.
No, nothing seems wrong.
Huiren shook his head and explained.
"However, the name of your plan really does resemble the five elements: metal, wood, water, and fire..."
Before he finished speaking, his face already showed his answer.
Before he could react, Brain Food wanted to continue asking questions.
But Shinri Keito waved his hand, turned around and left.
Before leaving, he didn't forget to say something to Brain Food.
"Is it okay to run both plans at the same time?"
"Um."
Seeing that Shinri Keito had no intention of continuing the conversation, Brain Food simply replied with a curt remark.
As the door closed again, this time, Brain Food did not close its eyes.
"Number 008, there's something I need you to do."
Invisible brainwaves were emitted, reaching directly outside the room.
At the same time, a pair of eyes slowly opened.
"Yes, please go ahead."
After several days, Scribe and Kanroji Mitsuri arrived at the headquarters of Tsukishiki Pharmaceuticals.
"Is this your company Mister Scribe?"
Looking at the gigantic building in front of her, Kanroji Mitsuri said in shock.
"It's so tall and so big!"
"Let's go inside."
With a smile, the Scribe walked forward.
He had only taken a couple of steps when he stopped.
"What's wrong?"
He turned around and looked at Mitsuri, who was still standing there, with a puzzled expression.
Logically speaking, she shouldn't be such a stage-frightened person.
Whenever she arrives in a new place, Kanroji Mitsuri is able to adapt quickly thanks to her cheerful personality.
But now, Scribe saw hesitation, and even a hint of apprehension, on her face.
"Is your wife there?"
Biting her lower lip slightly, Mitsuri said somewhat shyly.
"Should I avoid this?"
Seeing this, the Scribe didn't know what to say.
"It's alright, Tamayo is usually very gentle."
He sighed and said.
"If you really can't accept it, I can arrange other accommodations for you."
"Let's go inside!"
Upon hearing that the Scribe wanted her to live somewhere else, Kanroji Mitsuri immediately changed her mind.
She patted her cheeks, as if to encourage herself, and said.
"Alright, let's do our best. Even when facing that person, we can't be afraid."
"Actually, there are no humans in my house..."
The Scribe wanted to explain, but after thinking about it again, he gave up the idea.
Mitsuri had finally mustered the courage to go in, and if she were to be "scared" by her own words, it would be a loss.
Led by the Scribe, the two proceeded smoothly to the top floor of the company.
"Oh, Mister Scribe, you're back?"
After turning a corner, the two encountered Koinatsu.
"Yes, I'm back."
Nodding in acknowledgment, the Scribe then introduced the human and the ghost to each other, whom they were meeting for the first time.
"Koinatsu, this is Kanroji Mitsuri."
"Mitsuri, this is my... friend, her name is Koinatsu."
Hearing Scribe address her as a friend, Koinatsu's eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment.
But she quickly concealed those feelings.
Spending many years in the Entertainment District has honed her extremely mature principles for dealing with people and situations.
In just a few words, he became good friends with Kanroji Mitsuri.
"You must be Mitsuri. I've often heard the Mister Scribe talk about you."
"Really? Really? What did he say to you?"
"There are many reasons, such as you are a very cute girl and someone I can rely on."
Her eyes curved into crescent moons, and it was clear that Mitsuri appreciated Koinatsu's words.
Although it was their first time meeting, they chatted enthusiastically as if they were old friends who had known each other for ten years.