Modern Arc: A Hectic Morning

The rumors of evil spirits that circulated a few years ago almost turned the entire society upside down.

And it was this man who brought Tsukishiki Pharmaceuticals, which had already been destroyed, back to life.

Now, it has become one of the most powerful companies in the country.

The scope of his interests is far broader than before.

It could even be described as a group.

However, because it started out in pharmaceuticals and is the most famous company, people still habitually refer to it as Tsukishiki Pharmaceuticals.

The Scribe refused those noble ladies and women from prominent families without hesitation.

After a few simple pleasantries, I left the banquet.

Back in the city, at my own home.

As soon as I entered, I saw Tamayo sitting on the sofa.

Chachamaru was lying next to her, feeling Tamayo's gentle caress.

Koume and Koinatsu also sat near Tamayo, quietly drinking tea.

There were some snacks on the table.

They looked quite unhappy.

"I really envy you guys."

"While I'm out socializing, you guys can still eat and drink at home."

Upon hearing the Scribe's voice, Tamayo quickly put down her teacup.

He got up and was about to walk over.

"You're back. Go and get some rest."

As she spoke, she reached out to take the Scribe's coat.

But the Scribe hung up his coat himself.

"It's alright, you don't need to do this little thing."

"You should get some rest and eat something good."

"Don't let the child go hungry."

The Scribe smiled slightly.

Squat down and put your ear to Tamayo's bulging belly.

"The little guy is quite energetic."

"It should be a man and a woman."

"Tell me, who should we make the leader?"

Tamayo remained silent.

Her face was already flushed with embarrassment.

After biting her lip, she finally managed to speak.

"I'll do whatever you say."

Then, with a gentle expression, she stroked her abdomen.

"Both little ones must be very smart."

"I hope to be like you."

The Scribe quickly waved his hand.

"Same as me?"

"Wouldn't that mean fighting and killing every day?"

"Let them do something civilized; we don't need them anymore."

After he finished speaking, he asked a question.

"Where are Yushiro and the others?"

"Yushiro is still the same as ever, obsessed with researching advanced drugs."

Tamayo replied, "It seems that Gyutaro went to the mountains to train, supposedly to improve himself."

"Mitsuri is probably cooking; she's been researching some new dishes lately."

"As for Ren, it seems he is preparing to pursue a doctoral degree."

After listening, the Scribe nodded.

"Everyone is living the stable life they wanted."

"It's wonderful."

"I am happy to think that this kind of life will continue."

Tamayo rested her head on the Scribe's shoulder and spoke gently.

"I've mentioned you to other people recently."

"That's when I remembered that you've never told me your last name."

"Scribe, have you thought it through?"

The Scribe raised his hand and stroked Tamayo's forehead.

"You should have expected this."

"Is it the same as before?"

"Certainly."

The Scribe laughed and wrote two words in Tamayo's palm.

Although she couldn't see it clearly, Tamayo could clearly sense what it was.

"In the future, if someone asks me my name, you can proudly tell them."

"My name Tsugikuni Scribe!"

(The finale, congratulations on the end! The author also has some thoughts in the author's note.)

Chapter 679 Modern Era: A Busy Morning

Time has quietly moved into the modern era.

That day, the Scribe was walking on the streets of Tokyo Metropolis.

Looking at the busy people around him, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Just then, two figures appeared in front of him.

"Shanzhao, the exams are coming up soon, why are you still so distracted!"

"If this continues, you're going to fail again!"

The speaker was a girl who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old.

She has long, black, curly hair and a very delicate face.

The person she called out to was probably her younger brother.

Beneath his short, black hair were tightly furrowed brows.

He covered his face with one hand, as if he had just been beaten.

Not far away, another boy, about sixteen or seventeen years old, walked towards them.

"Yay, good morning, Kanata!"

"Good morning, Tokoko, shine brightly."

After greeting Tokoko, he immediately noticed the Scribe.

"Look, that person looks familiar."

"Look familiar?"

Upon hearing this, Tokoko and Shanzhao quickly turned around.

They saw the Scribe standing there, smiling slightly at them.

"Wasn't that shown on TV?!"

"A great entrepreneur, Tsugikuni Scribe!"

"He looks so good on TV, he must be even more handsome in person!"

An excited expression appeared on Tokoko's face.

A notebook and pen appeared out of nowhere.

Then he jogged toward the Scribe.

"Mister Scribe! Mister Scribe!"

"My name is Agatsuma Tokoko. Could you please sign your autograph for me?"

"I really like you so much."

Hearing this, the Scribe smiled and nodded.

"Sure."

As he spoke, he wrote a passage in his notebook.

"Give Agatsuma Tokoko, Agatsuma Zensho - Tsugikuni Scribe"

Upon seeing the passage in the notebook, Tokoko immediately embraced him.

"Thank you, I will definitely cherish it!"

"You're welcome. Tokoko, what are your plans after graduation?"

"Plans? I plan to go to university."

"That's fine. After you graduate from university, I can recommend you for a job at our company."

"Really? You're not kidding me, are you?!"

My Agatsuma Tokoko's face was full of excitement.

Being able to join the Tsugishiki Group is the dream of countless people.

It's a welfare account with high pay and plenty of free time.

All the fantasies of working people can be realized within the Si Group.

"Of course, I wouldn't lie to you."

"If Shanzhao wants to come, that's fine too."

Agatsuma Zensho turned her head to the side.

He looked unwilling.

"I don't want to."

"Who wants to work for your crappy company?"

"Besides, maybe..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Scribe interrupted him.

"There are many beautiful women here."

"Please, you absolutely must accept me!"

My Agatsuma Zensho immediately bowed, her face full of respect.

My admiration for you is like a surging river, never-ending...

While Shan Zhao was flattering him, the Scribe looked away.