Tokyo, there are too many defeated magical girls.

It's worth mentioning that Rinko's scumbag father mortgaged this place to the Yamamoto Group in order to borrow money.

Thanks to the attack he orchestrated, the mother and daughter of Shuicheng were able to secure their last refuge.

Now, he knocked on the antique solid wood door.

About two seconds later, hurried footsteps were heard from behind the door.

The girl's wooden clogs rustled as she stepped on the gravel path, the sound growing clearer as she approached.

—Squeak~

Immediately afterwards, the door hinges emitted a slightly sharp scraping sound, and the solid wood door was pulled open.

A beautiful girl in a kimono, looking charming and delicate, came into Lin Chun's view.

"Welcome to my humble abode, sir!"

Mihoko Mizushiro, who has been given a new lease on life, immediately wanted to give a big hug.

However, being in an old house and influenced by the environment, he quickly realized that this was inappropriate.

She quickly stopped and smiled sheepishly.

Then, they switched to the classic Japanese bowing and scraping to welcome Lin Chun's arrival.

"Please come with me, sir. My daughter is waiting for you in the reception room."

"In front of your daughter, please stop calling me 'Master' and just call me by my name."

"Well, but..."

"listen to me."

Lin Chun placed his right index finger on Mizuki Mieko's delicate pink lips, making her obedient.

The first blush of excitement appeared on the face of the matriarch.

"Please, please follow me..."

She suppressed the fluttering of her young heart and turned away.

Leading Lin Chun, the two of them walked through the gravel-paved front yard and arrived at the entrance of the solid wood corridor.

As he stepped onto the first step and gracefully removed his wooden clogs, something else came to mind.

Mieko immediately turned around and said to Lin Chun:

"Well, if it's you, it's fine not to take off your shoes."

"It's alright, I respect your traditions."

Lin Chun's understanding smile was like a bullet, piercing Mizuki Mieko's heart once again.

"Woo~"

The mistress of the Shuicheng family couldn't help but bring her legs together.

She even used her slender fingers to brush her moist lips, where the scent of the other person's fingers still lingered.

Moreover, the loose-fitting kimono revealed the smooth, tender skin of a sixteen-year-old girl, which also felt unusually warm.

A rather contradictory surge of sweat spread out irrationally.

On one hand, she likes Lin Chun, even though she knows he belongs to a villainous organization.

On the other hand, it was out of jealousy towards Rinko Mizushiro that he wasn't the one in this blind date!

"Miss Mieko, let's go."

"Ah... OK, OK!"

Mizuki Mieko was jolted awake from her delusions only after being reminded by Lin Chun.

Her adorable face, now youthful again, is as pink as cherry blossoms in spring.

She immediately continued leading the way.

Lin Chun followed closely behind, and the two walked along the ancient wooden corridor.

Next to it is a traditional Japanese garden, which emphasizes the beauty of nature and simplicity.

The trees were not pruned much, and were allowed to grow lush and leafy.

The lush green leaves, reflecting the bright sunlight, appear vibrant and full of life.

Just then, a gentle breeze blew by, causing the branches and leaves to rustle.

At this moment, it was as if the coolness of the entire late summer had been brought to life.

Without a doubt, the Mizuki family's old house is quite nice; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a tourist attraction.

But Lin Chun only glanced at it.

Throughout the journey, his gaze remained firmly fixed on what was directly ahead.

—To be precise, it's Mizuki Mieko.

She is the only daughter of the once-prosperous Shuicheng family, now in decline, and the sole heir to this old mansion.

Because arranging a blind date for my daughter is a very important occasion, I dressed very formally.

The kimono was inspired by her deceased mother.

The deep purple fabric, embroidered with a magnificent peony pattern, is the symbol of the matriarch of the household.

The selected silver hairpins and pearl earrings are also of the same style, exuding a mature and vintage feel.

In addition, Mizuki Mieko's real age is thirty-six, and she also suffered a serious illness and went through a life-or-death experience.

Her mature aura, emanating from the depths of her soul, is absolutely capable of carrying off this kimono.

However, she was transformed into the appearance of a sixteen-year-old.

This is quite interesting.

The charming young girl, wearing this dark-colored kimono, creates a subtle contrast.

Beneath its imposing presence lies a subtle hint of frivolity, suggesting it is not as inviolable as it seems, giving off a bold and suggestive impression.

—In addition, her tabi socks also particularly caught Lin Chun's eye.

Pure white silk fabric wraps around delicate yet mature feet.

I was just wearing wooden clogs and ran to open the door, then led the way in the corridor, busy for quite a while.

Inevitably, a lot of warm, fine sweat appeared inside.

Every step leaves a wet mark on the smooth wooden board, which is just too cute.

"Master Lin Chun, we've arrived."

"Cough cough..."

This time, it was Mizuki Mieko who reminded Lin Chun, and he suddenly came to his senses as if waking from a dream.

His face flushed red, and he quickly looked up.

Even so, she still revealed her preferences.

However, the owner of these pure white silk tabi socks, Mizuki Mieko, was not angry at all; on the contrary, she was quite happy.

She smiled faintly, revealing nothing.

Then, he respectfully opened the wooden door and led Lin Chun into the blind date venue for his daughter.

56. Going on a blind date with a Japanese girl

This is a quaint and antique-style reception room.

Traditional washi paper was used as shoji screens, and the entire house was covered with light green rattan mats.

Everything was kept simple, with only a low, rustic wooden table placed in the center.

On the table, there was only a set of celadon teaware.

Looking around the room, there was only one thing that could be considered luxurious—the Japanese girl who had come for a blind date.

Today, Rinko Mizushiro is wearing a pink and white kimono with a pattern of cherry blossoms in full bloom.

Beneath her elegantly styled hair was a pure and innocent face with light makeup, as beautiful as a lotus emerging from clear water.

Following Japanese traditional etiquette, she tried her best to appear quiet and reserved.

But her ears even blushed on their own.

Especially the moment I saw Lin Chun—

Her slender figure, kneeling before the wooden table, trembled slightly, revealing a secret unspoken between the two.