Mobile Game Wife Comes Knocking

For a swordswoman like her, these words were already the most romantic confession in the world, and the one confessing was someone she had long grown accustomed to, as indispensable as eating, breathing, or practicing the sword. How could she refuse? How could she possibly refuse?

Chapter 12: In the Bedroom, Unable to Get Out of Bed

Souji had a clear sense of self-awareness. In the way of the sword, she was a genius swordswoman, the Bakumatsu's Heavenly Sword wielding the Sure-Hit Demonic Sword, but when it came to emotions, she had no experience at all.

She didn't truly understand what love was supposed to be, but she felt that if she had to choose someone to spend the rest of her life with, she would unhesitatingly pick that man.

So she took the initiative to hold his hand.

Of course, she definitely wouldn't tell Yae Sakura, a pretty girl she'd only known for a day and who might even be a romantic rival, about any of that.

So Souji's answer was quite concise and straightforward.

"Later, I took his hand, and he caught tuberculosis from me. After that, I got sick and died. What happened afterward, I don't know."

Souji was telling the truth, but she didn't reveal everything about her situation.

She didn't mention that after death, she had seen Ye Ming again in Chaldea. Though her perception of him felt as if it were separated by infinite dimensions, Souji was certain that the person on the other end was Ye Ming.

Souji still remembered how happy she was when she first met Ye Ming, but the good times didn't last long. Not long after staying in Chaldea, she was shocked to discover that she wasn't the only Heroic Spirit there who liked Ye Ming.

Still, Souji was sure she was the first Heroic Spirit to leave Chaldea and come to this world—though she had no idea how she had gotten here.

"Then why don't you just go see him and tell him everything?"

Yae Sakura, unaware of Souji's inner thoughts, couldn't help asking.

Souji shook her head. She had been in this world for a long time now, even securing a legal identity, and she had naturally already thought through Yae Sakura's question.

"During the Bakumatsu, we were the most famous swordswomen of the Shinsengumi, executioners with blood-soaked hands. That past is far too heavy. I don't want him to have to bear that burden again."

"I want to quietly stay by his side first, protect him, find the right moment to get close to him, get to know him anew, start over, and try to create a new future together—one without killing or responsibility, just a warm, ordinary life of hope and happiness."

Souji's tone was calm.

For a swordswoman, patience is an indispensable quality; recklessness often means losing the initiative and putting oneself in danger.

As an excellent swordswoman, Souji had enough patience to wait silently, biding her time for the perfect moment to strike a fatal blow and take down her target in one go!

Everything can be a sword. Apply this principle of the sword to love, and it would surely be a sure-kill move that never misses!

This was the minimum trust a swordswoman had in the blade in her hand.

And Okita Souji was undoubtedly the finest of swordswomen.

This swordsman's resolve and composure made Yae Sakura quite envious.

"I wish I could be like you."

Yae Sakura genuinely envied Okita Souji's calm planning.

Souji glanced at Yae Sakura and countered, "What about you? You've been in this world for a long time too, haven't you? Why don't you go recognize him?"

Hearing this, Yae Sakura's rabbit ears instantly drooped. "Actually, when I first arrived in this world, I did plan to go straight to him, but later, I..."

Yae Sakura looked defeated. "I got scared. I was afraid he would despise me and drive me away."

"Why? According to what you said, don't you like him? And he took good care of you, didn't he? Why be afraid?" Souji asked curiously.

"Because..."

"Because later I came across a game called Honkai Impact 3rd, and the relationship between the Captain and the Valkyries..."

Halfway through, Yae Sakura wasn't quite sure how to explain. She thought for a moment, then pulled out her phone, opened an app called Bilibili, paused to think again, and then opened another app called Tieba. "There's been a lot of drama lately. Just take a look and you'll understand."

"Honkai Impact 3rd? Is it a game like FGO?"

Souji perked up with interest.

She took Yae Sakura's phone, glanced at it, then suddenly tensed up. She put the phone down and picked up her longsword.

"Careful. Someone's opening the door upstairs at Ye Ming's place. A master!"

A very, very high-level master—so high that even a swordswoman like Souji felt her heart grow heavy.

"Let's go check it out together." Souji looked at Yae Sakura. "Whoever's coming is strong. I need your help."

Yae Sakura, who had also sensed the disturbance, nodded silently with a grave expression. She didn't speak, just opened the living room window, leaped up, and in one bound reached the ninth floor, clinging to the outside of Ye Ming's bedroom window.

Souji, longsword in hand, followed close behind.

When they saw the two figures—one big, one small—huddled together on the bed, the two girls outside the window widened their eyes in disbelief.

Meanwhile, in the living room, Fu Hua snapped out of her shock, pushed open the bedroom door, and strode in.

"Ye Zi, get up!"

Fu Hua walked in with a cold face, and without any hesitation, she raised her hand and gave him a sharp knock on the head.

Ye Ming winced in pain, cried out, and opened his eyes. Seeing Fu Hua, he said in surprise, "Huh? Fu Hua, you actually dyed your hair? It looks pretty good."

With that, he tried to sit up.

The sleepyhead Laffey, still tangled around him, grumbled and pressed down on Ye Ming, wriggling. The terrifying strength of a Ship-Girl instantly pinned him in place.

"Commander's skill~ sucks~ hehe!"

In her sleep, Laffey seemed to be dreaming about last night's hair-washing incident, mumbling drowsily with a happy grin.

Cold sweat instantly broke out on Ye Ming's forehead.

Chapter 13: A Marriage Proposal

Damn it!

What do you do when your childhood sweetheart catches you sleeping in bed with a little girl?

Asking for a friend. Urgent.

If Ye Ming had only been a little anxious when he first woke up to see Fu Hua, managing to keep his composure on the surface, then when Laffey mumbled that disastrous line—"Commander's technique is terrible~"—he panicked outright.

It wasn't so much what Fu Hua thought of him; after all, though they'd been childhood sweethearts, their connection had loosened as they grew up, and Ye Ming had no romantic designs on her. What he feared was Fu Hua telling his family about this.

His mom was open-minded enough to say, "Mom fully supports you getting your hands on Fu Hua as soon as possible," but if the target changed, even the most open-minded mother wouldn't say, "Mom fully supports you getting your hands on that little girl as soon as possible," right?

If this got out, it was a guaranteed social death.

"Laffey, wake up, wake up!"

Ye Ming reached out, trying to push Laffey off him, but the soft, delicate little girl was actually a steel warship that roamed the oceans. How could Ye Ming's strength, barely above an ordinary person's, ever push away a several-thousand-ton destroyer?

So, after several struggles, Ye Ming not only failed to push Laffey off but ended up messing up her hair and clothes. Laffey, who often wore her clothes loose and sloppy anyway, had her right-side pajama strap slip off her shoulder, revealing her pale, tender skin, making the scene even more suggestive.

Fu Hua, standing by the bed, watched with furrowed brows and skyrocketing blood pressure.

She wanted nothing more than to grab Laffey by the scruff, give Ye Ming a good beating with her Inch-Power Kai Tian, and then demand an explanation.

But Fu Hua wasn't a simple-minded, self-centered little woman. She had once been an immortal guarding Shenzhou for a thousand years, aloof from the world yet well-versed in the myriad facets of human life, mature in mind. She knew Ye Ming's character well and understood that if she did that, she'd only lose points in his eyes.

Besides, she didn't believe Ye Ming was the kind of pervert who would lay hands on a little girl.

Of course, that was what logic told her. Emotionally, Fu Hua was still furious.

But she had to keep smiling.

Fu Hua clenched her fists secretly, but on her face, she wore a calm expression, even with a faint hint of a smile.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Fu Hua looked at Ye Ming, whose eyes were panicked, and spoke with a slight smile. "What, are you afraid I'll take you for some pervert who messes with little girls? Afraid I'll tell your mom about this?"

"Come on, we grew up together. Don't I know what kind of person you are? Do you think I'd be like some outsider, just because I saw this scene, jumping to conclusions that you did something awful, doubting your character, and making a huge scene?"

With a few words, she quietly positioned herself as not an outsider. Fu Hua looked at Ye Ming, her eyes carrying a hint of hurt and disappointment. "It seems that after a few years apart, we've really grown distant. Even the understanding and trust we used to have are gone."

Fu Hua's attitude let Ye Ming, who had been a bit flustered, breathe a sigh of relief. Then, her words made him feel a little embarrassed.

"No, no, it's just that after a few years, you've changed a lot. You're even prettier than before, and it doesn't quite match the class monitor I remember."

As Ye Ming spoke, he pushed at Laffey again.

Maybe his repeated shoves had an effect, or maybe the conversation between Ye Ming and Fu Hua disturbed Laffey. Either way, the little girl in her sleep grumbled discontentedly, rolled off Ye Ming, grabbed a pillow, covered her head, and hid herself under the soft cushion, blocking out the noisy disturbance.

Ye Ming breathed a sigh of relief, quickly pulled the blanket over Laffey, and got out of bed.

"I thought you wouldn't get here until at least the afternoon, but here you are at nine in the morning. I was planning to pick you up this afternoon."

As he spoke, Ye Ming put on his clothes.

"Your mom already told me about your situation. Don't rush too much on the housing thing. My place is pretty close to the subway, so transportation is convenient. You can stay here first and take your time finding a suitable place."

To be honest, because of Laffey's special circumstances, Ye Ming had even considered last night helping Fu Hua find a place quickly so she could move out as soon as possible. But now, he felt too embarrassed to think that way.

"Have you had breakfast yet?"

By now, Ye Ming had finished dressing.

"No." Fu Hua shook her head.

"Then, how about we go downstairs and grab a bite?" Ye Ming suggested.