The Gemini Princess wants me to confess my feelings!

Chapter 102 Reunion

"Shut your mouth," Mori Kiyoha said coldly.

"Alright, lie down properly," the proprietress said to Kirihara Akira. "My name is Kirishima Chizuru."

"Kirigara Akatsuki".

"Kirin-san, how about getting your hair done too?" Kirishima Chizuru said with a smile. "I think your head shape would be perfect for a perm."

"I won't..." Kirihara Akira's refusal was interrupted by Mori Kiyoha halfway through.

"He's going to do it." Mori Kiyoha lay on top of him, staring intently at Kirihara Akira.

Kirihara Akira was helpless.

no way.

Actually, today's trip was at Kirihara Akira's request.

He wanted Mori Kiyoha to do him a favor and do something together, but he would have to leave halfway through, and Mori Kiyoha would have to provide an alibi.

Mori Kiyoha agreed, on the condition that he listen to Mori Kiyoha today.

"Does this take a lot of time to make?" Kirihara Akira asked.

"Well, it's much easier for boys than girls to do it. You probably can't accept very complicated and fancy designs. It might take about an hour from start to finish?" Kirishima Chizuru said.

Kirihara Akira glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "How about this, you wait for me for a few minutes, I'll go out for a walk, buy some food and then come back."

"How can you be so impatient? Your girlfriend will get angry... Fine, I won't say anything more." Kirishima Chizuru raised her hands in surrender: "Please, sir."

Kirihara Akira crouched down next to Mori Kiyoha and whispered, "Are you sure you can trust this boss?"

"If she wasn't my mother's spy from the beginning, she would have no reason to betray you."

"I don't care that much about whether you betray me or not," Kirihara Akira explained. "I'm just worried about your safety. I promised Kawasaki that I would keep you safe and sound. If you encounter danger while I'm away, I'll be in big trouble."

"Don't worry, Kawasaki is guarding not far from the store. In fact, just make sure he doesn't spot you when you leave."

Kirihara Akira nodded and said, "If you encounter any problems, don't worry about me. Contact Kawasaki immediately, and I'll be right back."

"You're so long-winded," Mori Kiyoha said impatiently. "Get lost."

Without saying another word, Kirihara Akira got up and left.

He had scouted the area and knew where to turn out.

His goal was clear: Chinatown.

Li Changqing's words during his last visit to the private school gave him inspiration.

Besides traditional yakuza groups, Japan also has many "imported" entities, among which the most vicious are organizations formed by mysterious superpowers.

Although the overall size is not large, it is a territory-owning entity with a high degree of autonomy, and it is an impenetrable fortress, making it difficult for Japanese yakuza to intervene.

Many people from that area who get into trouble and offend people in the underworld will think of coming here for help first.

Of course, those who are lucky also pay a price; many more are simply kicked out.

Akira Kirihara persuaded Shiori Kisaragi to set Chinatown as the meeting place for Akira Kirihara and Harufumi Hino.

There is an obvious advantage to doing this:

Identification.

Kamio Chowa's people intermittently followed Kirihara Akira. These people only followed and did not take action, and that's where the disgusting thing was.

Kirihara Akira was able to find most of the trackers and was confident that not many people could hide from him.

Confident as he was, Kirihara Akira wasn't so arrogant as to openly meet someone wanted by the entire underworld, knowing full well that he would be followed.

He needed a black box, a place where he could easily identify the Japanese underworld.

Chinatown meets both of these conditions.

Although they all have East Asian faces, the Japanese people here are actually as bright as light bulbs.

Coincidentally, Shiori Kisaragi had some capable people in Chinatown who could help her out, so she agreed.

This plan has two problems.

First, since Japanese people can't get into this place, it's also a problem how Hino Harufumi met him here.

Second—Kirigara Akatsuki is also a Japanese person.

At this point, it has become quite difficult to carry out this plan.

Fortunately, he received help from Shiori Kisaragi.

As Kirihara Akira entered Chinatown, he received little attention.

The area outside Chinatown is also inhabited by people who need to support their families and make a living, so it should definitely be open to everyone.

Looking at those ambiguous, somewhat familiar yet somewhat reminiscent of the Happy Valley effect of Chinese elements, Kirihara Akira couldn't tell for a moment whether these were changes brought about by a parallel universe or changes made by imported goods to integrate into the local context.

Walk a little further in, and you'll reach the most important part of this street.

A lane enclosed by several buildings, and in front of the lane, a square mahjong parlor with a neat staircase. Kirihara Akira took a step into the lane, but two men dressed in Tang suits stopped him.

The two men remained silent, scrutinizing Kirihara Akira from head to toe.

Kirihara Akira thought for a moment and said, "Imperial Jade Liquor?"

The two people opposite him looked at him like he was an idiot.

Sigh, it seems the parallel world trope doesn't exist—Kirigara Akatsuki felt a deep sense of regret.

Kirihara Akira said, "I heard that they charge money to avert disaster here, and someone told me to come and find Mr. Fang Hongfang."

The gatekeepers looked at each other, one of them quite doubtful: "I heard that a Japanese soldier is coming."

"Tsk." Kirihara Akatsuki rolled her eyes and said in Japanese, "I made an appointment with Fang-san for a mahjong game at four o'clock. I'm sitting on the south side."

"I'll go check."

With that, the man turned and went upstairs. He returned a few minutes later and said curtly, "Let him go up."

Mr. Fang Hongfang, the head of the smugglers here, is a big shot, and Kirihara Akira naturally has no chance to meet him.

He was led to a designated corner where people had been waiting for a long time.

When Hino Harufumi, wearing a hat, looked up, Kirihara Akira finally recognized him.

"Young Master, it's been a while," Hino Harufumi said discreetly without getting up.

"It has indeed been a while since I last saw you." Kirihara Akira sat down and said, "I'm glad to see you're still alive. You're really lucky to be alive."

"I was shot twice, and a knife almost slashed into my chest." Hino Harufumi pointed to his chest and said, "I was really lucky to survive. I dodged quickly. Actually, I thought that even if you didn't inform the police about my situation, you would at least let Madam know about me."

I am deeply grateful for your life-saving grace.

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Kirihara Akira smiled and said, "I don't have much time, so let's get to the point. Whether it's saving you or seeing you, I've taken risks and have ulterior motives."

Don't blame me for being blunt.

"I understand," Hino Harufumi said. "You want to know from me what exactly the document your parents received was."

Surprisingly, Kirihara Akira shook his head and said, "I do want to know, but just knowing what's in the document doesn't really make any sense."

"you mean----"

"People," Kirihara Akira said decisively, "I need people."

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