The Idealist and Delusion Syndrome (5.2K)

Enraged by Miki's actions, Kisara crushed the chopsticks in his hand with a strange cracking sound.

"Excuse me, Mahiro. Could you please give me a different pair of chopsticks?"

"... Replacing the chopsticks is no problem, but please pay for these chopsticks first." Mahiro said with his usual expressionless face, like a ruthless debt collection machine.

To be honest, he had already figured out what kind of chemistry would happen when these two women sat at the same table.

It's like water and sodium; they'll explode if you put them together.

However, after he said that, Kisara seemed somewhat apologetic, since it was indeed impolite to "accidentally" break someone's chopsticks.

But she was quickly enraged by Wei Zhi's comment, "No wonder she's a female gorilla, she's really strong."

"Okay, stop arguing."

As soon Yotsuba Mahiro spoke, the two of them fell silent.

He turned to Kisara and said, "Since you're here, President, let's talk about work."

Upon hearing the word "president, "Kisara perked up, adopting a shrewd and serious expression as he prepared to listen attentively.

"This mission is the same as before, a mission specifically assigned by the Seitenshi, involving protection. It should begin in the next day or two. The reward is a total of twenty million."

It just so happens that the total price of the heads of those two old bastards Tendo Kikunojo and Saitake Sougen, is exactly what it is.

"And it's the same old rule: the Holy Residence will pay half upfront from the day the guard duty begins, and the other half will be settled at the end."

"Yes, I understand."

Kisara nodded seriously. "Does the agency need any support?"

This time, not Kisara, but also Aihara Enju and Asaka pricked up their ears to listen carefully, but were interrupted by Miori the next second.

"Oh, you must be Aihara Enju, right? I've heard quite a bit about you from Satomi Rentaro and Yotsuba Clan. How are your combat shoes? Do they fit?"

"Huh? How did you know?"

"Of course." Wei Zhi smiled slightly, covering her mouth with her metal folding fan. "After all, it's a product of our Shiba Heavy Industries, and it was personally supervised by us."

"Oh! Did you make that? Hmm, that's a good thing."

"Really? Really? If your feet get too big and your shoes get too tight, tell me, and I'll make you new ones. And the same goes for Asaka- chan! If you need any weapons, I can forge you a sword myself, no problem. Those old relics from the last century are better off thrown in the trash~"

Mizhi not only wanted to bribe Aihara Enju, but also Asaka.

Unfortunately, Asaka didn't buy it at all and immediately refused coldly:

"No need. This knife was a gift from my master, and I find it very useful. Besides, even if I get new equipment, I have nowhere to use it..."

The first half of the sentence Kisara overjoyed, while the second half made Asaka look at him with resentment.

He diligently practiced swordsmanship to protect Mahiro, but in the end, he had no opportunity to use his skills...

This was the saddest thing for Xiao Asaka, who always saw herself as a blade.

She liked Mahiro, but sometimes she also wished that Mahiro could treat her like a tool, just like the other police officers.

"Alright, alright, stop looking at me like that. This escort mission is a bit complicated, so I need you, Asaka, to come with me."

"Really?!"

Upon hearing this, Mibu Asaka's eyes lit up, as if she had found the meaning of life.

"It's true. And little Aihara Enju too, you should come along too."

Aihara Enju raised her hand high and cheerfully replied, "Okay!"

Mibu Asaka seemed to be making a vow, promising not to betray his trust and to complete the mission.

That's quite serious.

"Oh dear, it seems I really do need to have a weapon custom-made for Little Asaka."

"Then I'll leave it to you. I need a katana, and it would be best if you could also make a naginata."

Mahiro made a request to replace Asaka.

"No problem~ Since Yotsuba Clan asked, we'll definitely oblige no matter what~"

After saying that, Wei Zhi moved her chair closer, smiling as she hugged his arm, and suddenly breathed into his ear, "Even the price is negotiable~"

"Besides, we've already indulged your whims so much, Yotsuba Clan, so how about you say yes? Quit your job at Kisara's and come work for the police department that our company specially set up for you?"

"They can offer you a generous reward, much Kisara than that guy Yotsuba Clan ~"

As she spoke, Miori moved closer to him, almost pressing against him.

He then took out a check from his sleeve, wrote a long string of zeros on it, and placed it in front of Mahiro.

"I know, Yotsuba Clan- san, you really need the money. Now, all I need to do is sign this check and it'll be valid!"

However, this string of numbers left Kisara speechless.

A full billion yen!

"Oh my, Kisara, you seem quite surprised. This is the market value of nearly a hundred police officers! Shocked, aren't you? So, how could a poor company like yours deserve such an excellent police officer as Yotsuba Clan- chika?"

After saying that, she looked at Mahiro and said affectionately:

"Besides, Yotsuba Clan- chan can do whatever she wants to him. Staying by his side is Kisara better than staying with that guy who has a pair of lewd breasts but is surprisingly chaste, right?"

"That's still better than your flat chest, isn't it!"

With a loud thud, Kisara slammed the toy onto the table, the force almost crushing the bowl.

But then she blushed and said, "And... and Mahiro isn't the kind of person you're describing at all..."

"Oh, you know what? Kisara. Only people with well-proportioned breasts look elegant in kimonos~ So no one would look at someone with your lewd and tasteless big breasts."

Wei Zhi gently patted her fan, smiling smugly.

This even garnered Aihara Enju's approval.

"Master..."

Asaka looked at Kisara with a worried expression.

"It's alright, I'm fine, Asaka."

Kisara muttered to himself, but he didn't seem to be alright.

She kept her head down, the shadow cast by her bangs obscuring her face, and her blood vessels seemed to burst with a loud Burst sound.

Even though there was no food left in the bowl, she mechanically kept moving her chopsticks back and forth between her mouth and the plate.

"Snow Shadow... do you want to suck the blood of the snake demon?... I really can't do anything with you... sob sob sob."

Driven to madness by rage, Kisara began talking to the demon sword he carried with him.

I said.

With a snap, Mahiro put down her chopsticks and pulled her arm away from Miki's side, creating some distance.

He said coldly:

"You can argue all you want, no problem. But if you try to fight in my house, I'll throw you all out onto the street. Understand?"

With just one sentence, the anger between the two sides vanished completely, and even the previous hostility disappeared without a trace.

The two of them immediately sat up straight and began to quickly scoop food out of the pot with their chopsticks to stuff into their mouths.

Because they knew very well that if things really escalated and a fight broke out, Mahiro really would do it.

Chapter 81 Idealists and Paranoia (5.2K)

Two days later.

A stretched luxury Lincoln limousine sped down the road.

Mahiro sat to one side, admiring the rapidly changing scenery outside the window.

Little Aihara Enju, who was beside him, was dozing off against him.

Beside Aihara Enju was Asaka, who was holding the katana in her arms and stroking the scabbard, her fingertips lightly tracing the gold-plated marks on the black piano lacquer scabbard.

This is a new knife given to her by Miori Shiba; it's made of ultra-holmium alloy.

Perhaps feeling it was necessary for the mission, they brought it along.

However, for some reason, a heavy and tense atmosphere filled the car at that moment.

"... Mr Mahiro, did you cause the disappearance of Yasuwaki Takuto and several of his guards?" the Seitenshi suddenly asked, cutting straight to the point.

Three days have passed since Yasuwaki Takuto went missing. Although Asahi despises Yasuwaki Takuto, as the ruler, she still orders people to go and search for him.

But there was still no news; it was as if they had vanished into thin air.

There were no witnesses at home or on the street.

The Seitenshi immediately thought of Yotsuba Mahiro; he was the only one in the entire Tokyo Area capable of doing this.

"So you discovered it... I didn't expect His Majesty the Seitenshi to be so perceptive."

"I don't understand, Mr. Mahiro, why did you do this?"

The Seitenshi ignored his teasing and continued to inquire further.

"There's no particular reason." Mahiro his head in his hands and said listlessly, "There's really no particular reason... I just don't like that guy, and he just happened to provoke me. He cornered me in the bathroom and threatened to make me abandon the mission, and he was even about to attack me."

You know I couldn't just stand there and let him beat me up, so I just took care of him.

The calm tone made it seem as if he were recounting a trivial matter.

"Besides, Your Seitenshi, don't you dislike that guy either?"

"... That's no reason to resort to vigilante justice."

With his hands clenched slightly on his lap, the Seitenshi lectured with a serious expression. "Mr. Mahiro, if everything is really as you say, you can tell me about this matter and let me handle it."

"I'll tell you... and then what?"

"I will punish him severely in accordance with the laws of the Tokyo Area!"

"Oh, and then what?"

"And then...?"

The Seitenshi couldn't answer, or perhaps a severe legal punishment and warning weren't enough?

Of course not.

"You're still too naive, Your Seitenshi... no, it would be more accurate to say you're somewhat 'let them eat cake' (meaning they don't know what's good for them)."

Mahiro's words caused the Seitenshi to frown slightly in displeasure. She actually wanted to refute him, saying she hadn't said anything like that, but before she could speak, Mahiro continued:

"Since you can't answer, then I'll tell you. After Yasuwaki Takuto and his guards with the law, since we can only issue a warning because we can't punish them severely, they will still come after me and retaliate against me. At that time, what I have to do will be almost the same as what I'm doing now."

So why didn't I just eliminate them from the start, instead of doing something so pointless?

"No way, how could this be!"

The Seitenshi wanted to say this, but before he could even open his mouth, Mahiro continued:

"Moreover, my use of this method also benefits you, Seitenshi."

At the very least, it can deter those who always try to get something out of you, and it can also project a tough image to the outside world, showing everyone that you are not a subservient puppet, nor are you being held hostage by that Tendo Kikunojo.

Isn't that better?

You need to understand that decisive and ruthless measures are often far more effective than weak words and conventional thinking. At the very least, after you take the drastic step of making an example of someone to scare others, when you introduce the "Gastrea New Law," you won't receive as many threatening letters every day.

The Seitenshi pursed his lips.

What Mahiro said is true.

Since she tried to introduce the Gastrea New Law, in addition to Tendo Kikunojo constantly obstructing the process, the citizens have also been incited.

Although he didn't do anything drastic, he sent her threatening letters almost every day.

Many of these items even contain dangerous goods.

She naturally understood this principle, and it might be useful.

The problem is, that's not her style.

"Using the fear of the people to rule a region is the method of dictators. But I am neither a dictator nor a tyrant. What I yearn for is for all citizens to be treated equally."