The Gemini Princess wants me to confess my feelings!

For a fleeting moment, Kirihara Akira truly broke down.

He had considered that his new body, which hadn't been trained, might have poor stamina, but he never imagined that he would be tricked by Mori Kiyoha.

His attempt to be a jerk backfired, and he was even called a nobody by that little devil, which really affected his resolve.

However, this is not a problem. Kirihara Akira has a very good foundation, even stronger than Song Xinyuan in his previous life. With scientific training, he will surpass Mori Kiyoha by more than a dozen times sooner or later.

……

After finishing his run, he took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and headed towards the library.

He saw the maids Asahikawa waiting at the door.

Having learned her lesson last time, this maid didn't behave much. Instead, she dropped her pretense and adopted the same arrogant demeanor as the master she served. She glanced at Kirihara Akira and then looked away.

Asahi Kasane has a kind of "reckless" quality. This is not an evaluation by Kirihara Akira based on reasons such as "How dare she provoke me? She really doesn't know her own limitations." Rather, it is because she takes everything very seriously, yet puts everything very lightly.

If I had to use a single, fitting word to describe them, it would be "fun person".

However, it must be said that both mistress and servant are very good-looking. Asahi Kasane is only two years older than the second young lady she serves, and she is also at the age of youth and beauty.

"Young Master." Asahi Kasano maintained basic etiquette and called out without looking to the side.

Kirihara Akira didn't seem to care much, nodded, and started to walk inside.

"Young Master." Asahi Kasano suddenly called out to him.

Kirihara Akira looked at her, and she looked back at Kirihara Akira. Although her expression was proud, there was no deliberate disrespect. She said, "The two young ladies each have their own preferences. For example, the young lady likes all kinds of books in various languages."

So in recent years, the library has added several more rows of bookshelves, making the space even smaller.

"So?" Kirihara Akira asked her.

She said calmly, "So, it's right to cater to their preferences."

Kirihara Akira, of course, understood the unspoken subtext: "It's good to cater to people's preferences, but you also have to consider whether what you're offering is as good as what others are offering."

While Asahi Kasano was seemingly talking about the eldest young lady, he was actually warning him to stay away from his second young lady.

Hmm, it seems that my actions of accompanying the eldest young lady to study and the second young lady to run might appear to outsiders as having ulterior motives.

Kirihara Akira looked at her, almost wanting to laugh, but said nothing and went into the library.

Miss Mori Shizue was still sitting on the scaffolding in a corner reading a book.

"Seeing Asahi Kasano standing like a doorman at the entrance, I thought the Second Miss was here too," Kirihara Akira deliberately reminded her.

"She's cursed by the library; she falls into a deep sleep the moment she steps inside."

Mori Shizue didn't look up and said, "It's a bit too conspicuous for you and Kiyoha to race in the compound. Some people are in a position where they can't say anything, but they catch a bit of the news and then presumptuously step forward."

Clearly, she heard the maid's undisguised voice outside.

"His loyalty is undeniable, so it's understandable." Kirihara Akatsuki smiled, not particularly bothered.

Mori Shizue looked up, her expression complicated, and said, "I'm really afraid they'll upset you."

Kirihara Akira shrugged and said, "Well, I can only vent my anger in a fit of pique, and there's nothing I can do about it."

Mori Shizue shook her head. She had seen how Kirihara Akira acted. He was decisive and efficient, never dragging things out, and meticulous in everything he did. He seemed more professional than the yakuza, and much more so.

The fact that he was able to confirm and resolve so many things in just seven days based on the limited information provided on his note speaks volumes.

Most importantly, Shizue Mori could always sense something indescribable about Akira Kirihara, as if... although he was always doing something, he didn't seem to care about so many things.

Her childhood friend, Kirihara Akira, harbors a secret and is a dangerous person.

But she couldn't care less about that: "I have to thank you. Although there are still many victims we can't help, at least one, Momozawa Koharu, was saved because of you."

"What I did is nothing compared to the risks you took," Kirihara Akira smiled and said, "It's all about mutual benefit. If you really want to thank someone, thank 'us'."

Mori Shizue paused slightly, and after a long while, she revealed a smile that was almost imperceptible, like just a slight twitch at the corner of her mouth.

Kirihara Akira, hands in his pockets, stood to the side and said, "Since you're satisfied, let's continue our cooperation. But I believe you have some ideas; feel free to share them."

Mori Shizue nodded and said, "Next, I would like you to find out which side is behind the street scams that lure students into delivering goods and using the guise of talent scouts to lead female students astray."

"There's no need to investigate this specifically," Kirihara Akira said. "This area isn't the main business area of ​​the underworld because it's close to a school and there are too many descendants of powerful figures from the East City. So they don't dare to act too recklessly. Consequently, the group that controls this area is a low-key and conservative one."

They reportedly call themselves the "Suruga Group." As for the Mishima Group, which I'm investigating, they don't seem to be active in this area.

Mori Shizue asked, "How did you find all this out?"

"Because they never intended to hide it, they openly established a legitimate film and television company called Suruga Films," Kirihara Akira said, shrugging.

Mori Shizue exclaimed in astonishment, "Didn't you say they were keeping a low profile...? This is outrageous!"

"Their low-key logic is different from what you think; it's a behavioral logic of treating people differently based on their status," Kirihara Akira said. "They won't target people who are capable of resisting. Each target is carefully selected to ensure there won't be any problems. Even if two people occasionally fight back and call the police, they won't carry out the threats they made to the victims."

"If we just put this matter aside, deal with the talent scout who misled the person who reported the incident, and wait for the storm to pass, we can pretend this never happened."

"The matter has really blown up. It was also the individual actions of the talent scout. Unless the person who was arrested is tired of living, he won't think about implicating the higher-ups even after serving a few years."

"This model is definitely conservative. If you do the math, they probably don't make that much money," Kirihara Akira analyzed them.

"Risking their lives for such a small amount of money, I suspect that pimping or delivery is not their core business."

Mori Shizue listened, somewhat bewildered, and asked, "Then what is their core business?"

Kirihara Akira gave her a strange look: "We need to investigate."

"Ah, right, we'll have to check to find out." Mori Shizue snapped out of her daze, pinched the bridge of her nose, and tried to hide her embarrassment.

The two fell silent. After a moment, Kirihara Akira asked, "Shall we investigate?"

Mori Shizue replied, "Check."

The two looked at each other and confirmed each other's thoughts.

Mori Shizue said, "If you get scared someday, you can quit."

They're not stupid; they all know what continuing the investigation means.

At this moment, Kirihara Akira waved her hand, indicating that she didn't need to worry.

Once he sets his mind to something, he won't give up halfway, though he felt somewhat lost.

What was his fundamental motivation for doing all this? Was it survival? That was part of it, but what was the bigger part?

After much thought, he suddenly realized that in his previous life as Song Xinyuan, he had become accustomed to protecting something for a noble purpose. Now, the things he needed to protect had disappeared with the change of identity and time travel, but he still preferred to find something to do.

Go investigate something, go fight against something.

Ultimately, it's a matter of old habits die hard.

"There's just one last minor flaw," Kirihara Akira said.

"What went wrong?"

"Your sister isn't meticulous enough. With so many prey escaping, the underworld might investigate. If they relentlessly pursue that Momozawa Koharu and ask who hit her that day, they might implicate your sister."

After a moment of silence, Mori Shizue said, "I'm still trying to figure something out."

"No need to worry too much," Kirihara Akira said, hands in his pockets. "In the information I've compiled for you, there are the names of some other yakuza organizations in Tokyo. Choose one that's close to us, and then have Momozawa Koharu's friend pass the name on to her. When the underworld brothers ask about it, Momozawa Koharu will just tell them the name."

If it's inconvenient for you, I'll handle it. I'm good at social situations.

"Would they believe me if I just said any name?" Mori Shizue asked with some concern.

"We don't need to make them believe that so-and-so really did it, we just need to make them believe that this is a matter of the underworld."

Looking at him, Shizue Mori suddenly realized that her choice to win him over was absolutely the right one.

"That's fine then. I'll try to investigate further." With that, Kirihara Akira turned to leave, but Mori Shizue called him back.

"etc."

Kirihara Akira turned around, puzzled.

Mori Shizue picked up a book, holding it against half her face, leaving only her beautiful, round eyes visible: "Today is Book Day."

"We have twenty minutes left."

Kirihara Akatsuki paused for a moment before remembering what had happened.

This girl wasn't joking after all.

Looking at the book again, she saw it was an original Chinese version. She said, "I heard you speak Chinese."

Kirihara Akira was both amused and exasperated.