Substitute Toyokawa Shoko, you can become stronger by breathing

The room fell into silence for a moment, with only the soft hum of the air conditioner making its way through.

"tomorrow."

He suddenly spoke, with a dangerous tenderness in his voice:

"I'll make all those mirrors disappear."

Mortis looked up suddenly, somewhat incredulous.

"You only need to do one thing - when those mirrors shatter, hold Xiaomu's hand tightly."

Mortis stared at him blankly, a faint light gradually igniting in his golden eyes.

She slowly stood up, her long light green hair swaying slightly with the movement.

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PS; This chapter has 4,000 words, and there will be an update of 10,000 words, which will be posted together later.

Chapter 69 She is Ruoye Mu, nothing more

The early morning sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains into the hotel room, casting tiny spots of light on the carpet.

Kujo Renji opened his eyes and reached for the cell phone on the bedside table - 7:23, seven minutes earlier than the alarm was set.

He sighed softly and put the phone back where it belonged.

Amid the subtle sound of the air conditioner, I could faintly hear the even breathing coming from the bed next door.

Kujo Renji turned his head and saw Mortis curled up on the other bed, his long light green hair scattered on the white pillowcase.

Compared to Wakaba Mutsu, Mortis has a more childish personality and is more emotional.

——Alas, Feiwu Xiaomo.

Seeing how pitiful Xiao Mo looked yesterday.

Kujo Renji really couldn't bear to chase the other person away.

So I had to sleep on the sofa.

Fortunately, the hotel sofa here is big and soft enough.

He got up quietly, stepping on the soft carpet with his bare feet, trying not to make any noise. But when he picked up his toiletries, he heard rustling noises behind him.

"Um...Good morning, teacher..."

Mortis' voice was slurred, a sound of fresh sleep. She rubbed her eyes and sat up, the collar of her pajamas tilted to the side, revealing her slender collarbone. Her golden eyes were half-open, as if she hadn't yet fully emerged from her dream.

"Did I wake you up?" Jiujo Liansi stopped and lowered his voice.

Mortis shook his head, his light green hair swaying with the movement, and squinted his eyes and chuckled:

“I woke up at this time…”

She yawned a little.

"Xiao Mu's biological clock is very punctual."

Kujo Renji nodded and walked towards the bathroom:

"You can sleep a little longer. I'll order room service for breakfast."

"no need!"

Mortis suddenly raised his voice, then he covered his mouth as if realizing something and lowered his voice:

"I want to have breakfast with the teacher..."

Her eyes sparkled with childish anticipation, completely different from Wakaba Mu's usual indifference.

In the bathroom, Kujo Renji paused while squeezing the toothpaste.

Through the half-open door, he could see Mortis had jumped out of bed and was frantically fixing his sleep-tangled hair.

"Then order a serving for two," he replied calmly, his voice devoid of any emotion. "What do you want to eat?"

"muffin!"

Mortis answered without hesitation, then hesitated, "Ah, but Xiao Mu doesn't usually eat pancakes in the morning..."

"We can make an exception today."

Jiujo Liansi's voice came along with the sound of flowing water:

“What sauce goes with pancakes?”

“Maple syrup!”

Mortis' voice immediately became excited, but quickly lowered again:

"...is it okay?"

Kujo Renji wiped his face and walked out of the bathroom to see Mortis kneeling beside the bed, his hands placed neatly on his knees, but his eyes were full of desire. That cautious and expectant look reminded him of a kitten waiting to be fed.

"Maple syrup, and heavy cream."

He picked up the phone on the bedside table and asked, "Want some fruit?"

Mortis' eyes suddenly lit up, and she nodded vigorously, her light green hair bouncing along. "I want strawberries!"

Kujo Renji called room service and briefly explained his order. When he hung up, he found that Mortis had slipped into the bathroom and was making faces in the mirror.

Through the frosted glass, one could see her exaggerated expressions and gestures, as if she were performing some mysterious morning ritual.

Twenty minutes later, the breakfast cart arrived.

Mortis eagerly lifted the silver lid, and the aroma of hot pancakes immediately filled the room.

She took a deep breath and showed an intoxicated expression.

"It smells so good!"

She cheered softly, already picking up her fork, "I'm in!"

Kujo Renji watched her pour too much maple syrup on the pancake, pile on a large dollop of fresh cream, and finally solemnly place three strawberries on it - her plating skills were not very good.

“Teacher eats too!”

Mortis pushed another one in front of him, his eyes twinkling, "I'll set it up for you!"

Kujo Renji looked down at his plate, which was covered in equally exaggerated syrup and cream, as well as strawberries cut into the shape of rabbits—the knife work was clumsy but very careful. He picked up his fork and took a bite of the overly sweet pancake.

"...Is it tasty?"

Mortis stared at him nervously.

"Ah."

Kujo Renji responded briefly and cut off another piece.

Mortis immediately smiled broadly and began to enjoy his portion contentedly.

She ate in a very childish manner, and cream soon stained the corners of her mouth without her noticing.

The sunlight gradually filled the room, falling on Mortis's long light green hair, giving her a soft golden edge.

Kujo Renji ate breakfast quietly, listening to her occasional sighs of satisfaction and the crisp sound of the knife and fork colliding with the porcelain plate.

About twenty minutes later.

The morning sun lazily sprinkled on the carpet of the hotel room. Mortis lay on the bed bored, with his legs raised and dangling in the air.

She held the TV remote control in her hand and had changed more than 30 channels, but still couldn't find the program she wanted to watch.

"So boring..."

She complained in a long voice, burying her face in the fluffy pillow, her long light green hair spreading out like a waterfall.

Without even looking up, Kujo Renji tapped away at his laptop keyboard, the blue light from the screen illuminating his slightly furrowed brow. Several printed documents and a cup of cold coffee lay scattered on the table.

"teacher--"

Mortis rolled over and stretched out like a cat. "Shall we go out and play?"

"Wait another half an hour." Kujo Renji answered briefly, his eyes still fixed on the information on the screen.

Mortis sighed dramatically, rolled off the bed, and clattered barefoot behind Kujo Renji. She stood on tiptoe, her chin almost resting on his shoulder.

"What are you looking at?"

"nothing."

Jiujo Liansi slightly turned sideways and quietly opened a distance

"Go put on your shoes, the ground is cold."

Mortis pouted, but still went back and put on his slippers obediently.

She walked around the room again and again, and finally stopped in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and began to draw crooked graffiti on the glass with her fingers.

"Teacher, look!"

She suddenly turned around excitedly:

“I drew a cucumber!”

Kujo Renji finally looked up from the screen and saw a barely recognizable cucumber pattern on the glass. He sighed softly.

"The glass is dirty."

"Oh......"

Mortis's shoulders slumped, and she wiped away her handiwork with her sleeve. She slouched back to the bed like a scolded puppy and sank into the covers.

The only sounds in the room were the clacking of keyboards and the occasional sigh from Mortis.

After finally getting rid of Xiao Mo's sweep, Jiujo Liansi was finally able to calm down and think.

He supported his chin with one hand and held the mouse with the other, flipping through the information sent to him by Ishikawa.

As the saying goes, knowing yourself and your enemy ensures victory in a hundred battles. Facing the upcoming "home visit", he must understand the details of Mori Minami.

Through Ishikawa Shunya's channels, Kujo Renji obtained a large amount of information about Mori Minami - her acting resume, interpersonal network, media reviews, and even some non-public internal information.

These puzzle pieces gradually formed a complete picture in front of him.

Minami Mori's position in the entertainment industry is quite intriguing.

On the surface, she has indeed starred in many TV series and has a certain degree of fame and influence.

But upon closer inspection, it is difficult to explain her extremely high status and extensive network in the industry based on these works alone.

"interesting.."

Kujo Renji muttered softly to himself, tapping the table with his fingertips.

What is more noteworthy is that Minami Mori has a surprisingly good reputation in the industry.

She has almost no negative news, always behaves elegantly and gracefully in interviews, and is hailed as "one of the most respected actresses."

This overly perfect public image is actually more sinister - beneath the flawless appearance, there are often more unknown secrets hidden.

An old video was playing on the screen, showing a banquet for celebrities many years ago.

Minami Mori and Takafumi Wakaba attended the event with their young son Mutsushi Wakaba. The three of them stood on the red carpet, facing the flash lights with smiles on their faces.

In the picture, Wakaba Mutsu is about seven or eight years old. She is wearing an exquisite dress and her light green hair is carefully tied into an elegant bun.

What was most eye-catching was her expression - facing the camera, she smiled brightly, behaved appropriately, showed no shyness at all, and was even able to respond fluently to reporters' questions.

This performance made Jiujo Liansi frown unconsciously.

This is in stark contrast to the current Wakaba Mutsu, who is almost unable to look others in the eye and is taciturn.

This transformation is by no means natural, but rather the result of some deep psychological trauma. The "perfect little lady" in the video is clearly the product of rigorous training, a role carefully crafted to meet her parents' expectations.

"Forced performance..." he murmured, "Has it been forced since childhood to play roles that don't belong to you?"

Renji Kujo turned to another set of information, which was about the investors behind the various TV dramas in which Minami Mori had starred.

Through layers of tracing, he discovered an interesting pattern - most of the works starring Mori Minami were actually controlled by the same investor, but this fact was concealed through different subsidiaries and investment channels.

Following this clue, Jiujo Liansi soon found the answer - Xinghui Entertainment.

"Toyokawa Hidehiko..."