Street Girl had long since heard everyone mention this retired eldest senior brother countless times.
But she had never imagined he would be such a handsome man.
He was actually only a tiny bit less handsome than her benefactor and senior brother, Xia Xi!
Wait, no, no.
They were handsome in completely different ways. It really was hard to say who looked better.
To Yan Zi, Senior Brother Igarashi was like the young noblemen she had once seen on the streets of Ginza.
His skin looked even smoother and fairer than hers.
And everything about him carried the air of a young master from a wealthy family.
Cultured, courteous...
Yan Zi could not think of any more words to describe him.
She simply felt that listening to his voice
was like holding a warm cup of tea in both hands in winter, one that would not burn her fingers.
That comfortable feeling also made her feel embarrassed to raise her voice.
As for the benefactor and senior brother she spent the most time with, Xia Xi...
He was also handsome, with sharply defined features and a hint of wildness and coldness.
But he never made her feel that he was unapproachable.
His eyes were usually languid, as though he had not quite woken up.
He often looked at people and spoke with the same casual detachment.
He seemed distant when they were strangers, but once she knew him, it was nothing like that. He was actually easy to talk to and approachable.
To draw a comparison from Yan Zi's past experience in the black market,
Senior Brother Igarashi was a piece of lustrous mutton-fat jade, gentle and clean, something to appreciate slowly.
Her benefactor, on the other hand, was a piece of polished obsidian, cool and languid, with a sense