I'm in Tokyo, caught in the clutches of the demon princess.

"maybe."

"Thank you, Grandma. You're not the first person to advise me to stop, nor will you be the last. I don't believe I'll die."

The old lady smiled kindly.

"I don't believe it either. Since you've made your choice, go for it with confidence. I wish you success, old woman."

"Thank you."

"Is there anything else that needs to be divined?"

Feng Zejian shook his head.

"that's all, thanks."

The old lady nodded, her eyes narrowing into crescent moons.

Do you want to heed my advice?

Feng Zejian paused for a moment.

"Appreciate further details."

The old man said slowly:

Trust your own judgment and don't blindly trust anyone.

Feng Zejian kept these words firmly in mind. "Alright, leave with your companions."

"Forehead...."

The old man asked, "Is there anything else?"

"How much will this divination cost?"

The old man looked at Feng Zejian.

"Let's talk about it next time we meet, if you're still alive."

Upon hearing this, Kazema said nothing and removed Ikeda Yuka's eye mask and headphones.

Yuka Ikeda was somewhat surprised. "It's over so quickly?"

Feng Zejian retorted, "But he's still not as fast as you."

"By the way, what did you ask about?"

"Your question is as presumptuous as asking a girl's age and weight."

Feng Zejian grinned mischievously and asked, "How old are you, and how much do you weigh?"

"17 years old, 94 jin (42 catties)"

"I apologize for asking such a presumptuous question, but why did you answer it?"

Yuka Ikeda snorted coldly.

"Because I'm confident enough, this question isn't too presumptuous for me. What about yours?"

"20, 170."

Ikeda Yuka was confused.

"I know 170 refers to weight, but are you even twenty years old?"

Feng Zejian smiled.

"This 'twenty' isn't an age, it's..."

Yuka Ikeda's pretty face flushed slightly.

"You're making a dirty joke, aren't you?"

"I may not have said it, but it was your own idea."

The wind whispered in Yuka Ikeda's ear.

"I've discovered your hidden side, you sassy, ​​academically brilliant beauty."

Without hesitation, Yuka Ikeda delivered an elbow strike to Kazesawa.

That blow didn't harm Feng Zejian, but the feeling was absolutely exhilarating.

Feng Zejian squatted by the roadside for a while before he recovered.

Looking up, I saw Yuka Ikeda handing me an ice cream.

Is this an apology for the elbow strike?

"Are you going to eat?"

Feng Zejian accepted it with a simple smile.

The image of two people eating ice cream while walking on a cold street is rather abstract.

The two passed by another comic convention.

This is an indoor anime convention, but there are also a few cosplayers outside soliciting customers.

Yoru from Spy Game, Shingetsu from Gintama, and Mai Shiranui from King of Fighters.

Those who know, know. She has a nice face, but her figure isn't accurate.

And at this time, there are still people who can cosplay like this.

Feng Zejian suggested, "Shall we go inside and take a look?"

Yuka Ikeda did not refuse.

"it is good."

The two went to the ticket office, bought watches, and entered the venue.

The venue was quite large, and anime enthusiasts gathered together.

Each person chose their favorite anime character.

Fate, Princess Connect, One Piece, Dragon Ball, and many other characters.

There are many stalls here selling lucky bags, balloon twisting, comic books, and merchandise.

Feng Zejian came to a notebook stall, squatted down, picked up a notebook and started flipping through it.

Muto-sensei's new work looks pretty good.

Kazesawa watched with great interest, while Ikeda Yuka's expression was subtle.

Yuka Ikeda frowned slightly and reminded him:

"Almost got it."

Feng Zejian still felt a little unsatisfied.

"Let's take another look."

Yuka Ikeda shook her head helplessly.

"Then I'll go for a walk over there."

"it is good."

The stall owner was a woman, who was sitting quietly on a stool, drinking tea and reading a notebook.

Kazema asked the stall owner, "Do you have any doujinshi featuring Yukino Yukinoshita?"

The stall owner paused for a moment, then looked up at Feng Zejian.

The stall owner is a typical long, straight black-haired woman. She is very beautiful, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, red lips, and white teeth. However, she doesn't have many special features; she is just a standard beauty. But her expression is somewhat cold, and there is a faint murderous aura about her. Most importantly, she is selling Yukino Yukinoshita.

So the stall owner started to have wild fantasies.

"Do you have some ulterior motive towards me? If you dare, then go ahead."

Feng Zejian paused for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh:

"Don't get lost in your own world. I was just asking if there were any doujinshi available, and besides, you're not suited to portray Yukino."

The stall owner's eyes sharpened. "Then tell me, what role should I play?"

“Enma Ai from Hell Girl, that role would be very suitable for you.”

The stall owner was genuinely thinking about it seriously.

"I will seriously consider your suggestion. I remember you mentioned a notebook before. Wait a minute."

The stall owner rummaged through a box next to his stall and handed a notebook to Feng Zejian.

"This is it."

Feng Ze accepted the offer. "Thank you, how much?"

"I've accepted your suggestion, so I don't need to give you any money."

Feng Zejian waved his hand.

"It's not in my nature to owe favors for no reason; two thousand is about right."

He said he would put down the two thousand and get up to leave.

Liang Gongxue murmured as she watched Feng Zejian's departing figure, "I don't like owing favors to others either."

As he spoke, he put the two bills away.

At that moment, a man in a black suit and sunglasses approached Liang Gongxue and leaned down to whisper in her ear, "Miss, the team leader is back."

"You're back, so why are you telling me?"

"Miss, you forgot? The team leader doesn't let you go to crowded places."

Liang Gongxue frowned slightly.

"Are you his person or mine?"

The bodyguard fell silent.

"Then, Miss, please continue."

Upon hearing this, Suzumiya Yuki continued drinking her tea and reading her notebook.

Kazema put the rare notebook into his inner pocket and searched for Ikeda Yuka.

I spotted Yuka Ikeda at a toy stall.

At this moment, Yuka Ikeda is bargaining.

Feng Zejian ran over to join in the fun and chimed in:

"They're chopping it down."

"Um."

As she spoke, Yuka Ikeda pointed to the large Pikachu on the stall.

"Boss, if you really want that Pikachu, can you give me a discount?"

"I can offer a lower price, but at the price you mentioned, I can't even get in."

Chapter 105 Winning the Jackpot

"That's a problem with your distribution channels. You can definitely make a profit at the price I mentioned. Yours is a high-quality pirated copy. The cost is one-tenth of the original, but the selling price is three-fifths, or six-tenths, of the original. The price I mentioned is three-tenths. Your purchase price should be around one-tenth to two-tenths of the original selling price."

"Unless you're lying, it's a problem with your distribution channels."

Feng Zejian was stunned as he listened, as was the stall owner.

"Alright, I'll sell you one at the price you asked for. I need to thoroughly check my supply channels; something feels off."

Yuka Ikeda bought a finely refurbished Pikachu plush toy at a price she was happy with.

The two continued strolling around when Feng Zejian asked curiously, "Was what you said earlier true?"

"It's fake. I'm not a counterfeit seller, but there is some factual basis to it. For example, those data are from a book. Maybe it's just a lucky guess."

"However, the price of this doll here is indeed a bit too high. There's a high probability that you'll make a profit, and even if you don't, you won't lose money."

Feng Zejian gave a thumbs up.