(wДw) Why is it Asahina again?

Asuka was a little unsure how to respond, but since the other party had already introduced themselves, it seemed inappropriate to ignore them.

"I am Mononobe Asuka, nice to meet you."

Hikaru covered his mouth and laughed, "What an adorable child."

Madoka turned to Hikaru again, a forced smile on his face: "Then please stay here for the time being, Mr. Asahina."

"Thank you for your trouble, Mr. Matoba." Sen, who could read minds, winked at Asuka with his left eye. "See you later, Asuka."

After saying that, he walked past the two of them, went up the stairs, and his figure gradually disappeared.

"Let's go eat together, Asuka," Matoba's expression softened.

"Hmm~" Asuka nodded obediently.

Although she was a little confused about the appearance of the light, she didn't ask any more questions because she trusted Shizuka.

The Eric that the two mentioned may have some connection to him.

With her bird in tow, she arrived at the dining room, where the table was already laden with steaming dishes, most of which were her favorites.

"Did Asuka go out to play today?" Matoba asked casually, just like an ordinary parent asking their child who had been out all day.

"Yes, and I've made some new friends," Asuka added while eating with a happy expression.

"They are a family of Japanese living in America. Although the father and son both have tennis ball heads, the mother and sister are very nice people. They also have an older brother who doesn't live at home."

The field: "?" What tennis head?

But it's good to meet good people.

My childhood friend is more accurate than the average person at detecting malice and goodwill, so I'm not worried about that aspect.

Asuka seems to possess a magical charm that always makes people who have just met her fall in love with her; in short, she's a very likable girl.

Beneath her soft exterior lies a strong heart; no one can truly hurt her.

"Isn't Asuka curious about Asahina's situation?" Matoba asked.

"Hmm?" The little girl paused, her beautiful black cat eyes staring straight at him.

Suddenly, her round eyes curved into crescent moons, and she said sweetly, "I believe Jingsi must have her own reasons."

Is this what it feels like to be trusted?

A peculiar emotion filled my chest.

The seemingly clueless Toma explained, "Asahina is a friend of Eric, the president of the America branch of the Exorcist Association. I owed him a favor before. During my time in America, having Asahina with us was something he did in exchange for that favor."

"Moreover, Asahina himself is quite interesting. He couldn't see yokai in the past, but now he can, though he doesn't seem to know why."

Asuka, who was listening attentively, asked in confusion, "Did Asahina come here to ask for help?"

Because she knew so many Asahinas, Asuka felt a little awkward saying the surname, as if she were calling someone else by the same name.

The stage shook its head, its expression somewhat strange: "According to his own words, 'Wouldn't it be interesting to combine crime and monsters to write a novel?'"

"Hmm, I have a feeling he's a very mysterious person."

Perhaps for light, the darkness and evil seen in the human world are far more terrifying than monsters.

“It has to be different from ordinary people,” the crowd agreed.

"Speaking of which, does Seiji have a lot of things to deal with in America? You seem a bit tired."

He paused for a moment, then shook his head with a smile: "Fortunately, Eric isn't a complete idiot. However, I recently received some news."

"A wealthy Japanese businessman who is currently stranded in America seems to be suffering from monster harassment. He has hosted a lavish cruise ship banquet, inviting many prominent figures and well-known exorcists."

"But he declined to reveal the specifics of what happened unless he accepted the commission."

"That's strange." Asuka frowned. "Is Seiji planning to take this request?"

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