But she quickly overcame her wariness and realized that the person in front of her was different from the people who had beaten her before.

This is her savior, the god who saved her from suffering, her hero!

She gradually relaxed, and even reached out her arms to hug his neck tightly, bursting into tears.

And so, the girl named Mibu Asaka, just as her name suggests, left her past pain in the darkness and ushered in a new life under the dawn's glow.

......

.....

...

Time flies.

A year has passed in the blink of an eye.

"Four-leaf clover boy, come play! Big brother will show you a unique and wonderful experience!"

"Yotsuba-kun~ Do you want to play with your big sister today? Big sister can take you to an extremely wonderful realm~"

The Big Bird Spinning Bar on the first floor and the nightclub on the second floor, as always, were trying to entice him to do business.

Unfortunately, Yotsuba Mahiro was reluctant to do any of this, or rather... it would be more accurate to say he avoided it altogether.

After clearly expressing her refusal, under that regretful gaze, Mahiro went to the office on the third floor.

"President Kisara."

"Oh, Mahiro, you've come."

His president, Kisara Tendo, was sitting at his desk as always, but he looked extremely busy, his ten slender fingers constantly tapping on the keyboard, without even having time to look up.

He's even wearing glasses now.

According to the person in question, these are not nearsighted glasses, but rather glasses used to block blue light and relieve eye strain.

Nowadays, Tendo Kisara has developed a bit of a strong woman's aura.

Well, it's normal for things to change like this.

The current Tendo Agency is not the same as in the original story. Because of him, the agency's reputation has spread far and wide, and it is said that it can complete any commission.

The number of requests coming to his door was endless, and he even accepted several requests specifically requested by the Holy Emperor.

Not only did the firm receive numerous requests for services, but the entire building's business also flourished, from the bars and nightclubs downstairs to the loan companies upstairs.

After all, everyone has different needs. Some customers, after making a request, will go downstairs to have some fun.

If you're short on cash, just go upstairs to handle it.

"Lord Shinsuke, please use it."

"Oh, thank you, little Rensheng."

"You're welcome...."

Mibu Asaka brought over a cup of hot tea and placed it neatly in front of him, then stood upright to the side of his sofa.

After a year of change, Mibu Asaka has also undergone tremendous transformations.

Compared to a year ago, he is completely different.

First, let's talk about her figure. She's no longer as thin as she was a year ago, but has become well-proportioned and quite cute and pretty.

Her long, jet-black hair, reaching her waist, was also very well styled. She wore a pure white headband that he had given her, and the long hair hanging down her back was tied with a white ribbon at a slightly higher position, making her look elegant and gentle.

But as for personality...

It was equally appalling... no, it was a complete upheaval.

No longer as timid and tearful as before.

The current Mibu Asaka is quiet, taciturn, and somewhat aloof.

Putting aside her height and figure, judging from her temperament alone, she is like an ice queen, completely unrecognizable from her former self, and you would never guess that she is the kind of person who would cry like a child.

As for why things turned out this way, it's his own fault.

After registering IISO as a partner, Mahiro didn't want her to go out and fight, but he also hoped that she would have some ability to protect herself.

Because of her talent for swordsmanship, she asked Kisara to teach her all the fighting techniques.

Unexpectedly, it seems that Komibu, who was learning kendo from Kisara, had turned on some strange switch.

His personality began to become meticulous, even strict, like a little samurai.

Of course, this is in front of other people. In front of Mahiro, she is still the same little Mibu, a girl with the personality of a Yamato Nadeshiko.

"Oh right, Mahiro, I don't have any requests for you today~"

Kisara seemed to have finished his work, finally looking up from the computer screen, taking off his glasses and putting them aside, and said:

"I've already gone to the last request, and it was just a simple matter of dealing with the Gastrea that appeared in the house."

"Another Gastrea? And in a residential house in the city center?" Mahiro picked up his teacup, took a sip, and frowned.

"Yes, this is the tenth case this month already~~~"

Kisara stretched languidly in her executive chair, revealing her beautiful figure, and then sipped the tea that Komibu had brought her, continuing, "However, this time the location is in a suburban residential area."

"Yeah..."

Makoto hesitated for a moment.

Although I know the plot should unfold in the near future, I'm still a little unsure.

After all, the original work didn't mention that there were so many Gastrea attacks!

"By the way, where's Yeonju? She should have gone to the scene with the others, right?"

"Okay, let's go together."

Kisara nodded, then changed the subject, "But speaking of which, the relationship between you two is really strange~ Even though Satomi was the one who facilitated Enju-chan's relationship, she's closer to you and completely ignores Satomi~"

Over the past year, Aihara Enju and Rentaro have not gotten along very well.

Although Enju has returned to her usual lively personality, she doesn't show much enthusiasm for Rentaro, but instead relies heavily on Mahiro, who called her name for the first time.

She would come to his house to stay every night... no, she should say she moved into his house a long time ago.

Her relationship with Rentaro did indeed evolve into that of colleagues.

However, Rentaro himself doesn't seem to have any objections to this way of getting along.

"If I had known this would happen, I should have given Enju-chan to you back then. That way, your ranking would have been higher, right?"

"And Mibu-chan can be my secretary." Kisara sighed softly.

Yotsuba Mahiro is currently ranked 970th, but her influence is greater than that of the highest-ranked 275th in the Tokyo area.

The reason is simple: Yotsuba Mahiro rose to this rank all by himself, and he has never failed a single request!

The absolute strongest lone wolf.

As soon as Kisara finished speaking, Komishige's body visibly trembled slightly, and he looked at Kisara with a hint of resentment.

It was already a great pity that I couldn't fight alongside Mahiro-sama.

Now, President Kisara even wants to sever the bond between himself and Mahiro!

Very unpleasant!

Mahiro couldn't help but chuckle, "Come on, even if Enju followed me, I wouldn't let her fight. Besides, Satomi would have to wait for IISO to assign her a new Initiator."

I heard that the last police officer assigned to the starting unit waited for several months.

And most importantly, my little Rensheng wouldn't want to be your secretary either.

"Yes."

Mibu Asaka nodded very seriously and said, "I am a samurai. Whether I live or die, I am a blade that belongs only to Lord Mahiro. I will pave the way for Lord Mahiro, even if I am broken!"

"Your relationship is really complicated~"

Kisara rested his chin on his hand, scrutinizing the pair repeatedly.

Mahiro couldn't help but sigh softly:

"Little Rensheng, how did you become so old-fashioned? You won't even call me 'brother' anymore. You're not cute at all."

Back then, she would even hold onto my clothes tightly while we slept, and she always seemed so gentle and weak, hiding behind me on the street…”

"—Lord Mahiro! Please don't bring up such things anymore; that's all in the past!"

Mibu Asaka interrupted him with a cute, shy cry.

Laughter immediately filled the office.

This is the kind of young man I like...

P.S.: Another day of writing 10,000 words!

Chapter 69 Black Stockings and Big Waves - Sumire Muroto

Amid Mahiro and Kisara's cheerful laughter, Mibu's face gradually flushed red, like the morning glow.

For Mibu Asaka, the desire to stay by his side out of fear of being abandoned, and the fear of strangers that caused her to hide behind Mahiro, were not unpleasant memories. Rather, they were her most precious and valuable memories.

But thinking back on it still makes her feel ashamed.

However, this pleasant and relaxed atmosphere quickly vanished with Rentaro's return.

"Did you have any last words before you died, Satomi-kun?"

Facing the enraged Tendo Kisara, cold sweat slowly slid down Rentaro's cheeks.

The girl who uttered such frightening words was now crossing her arms and impatiently kicking her boots, making a clattering sound.

Seeing this, Yotsuba Mahiro couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

This kind of situation has happened countless times in the past year.

After completing the request, Rentaro forgot to ask for payment, but the other party, relying on his status as a police officer, refused to pay.

In the past, he was the one who stepped in to get the payment back on many occasions.

But I never expected it to happen again today...

Meanwhile, Aihara Enju was nonchalantly clinging to him, frolicking with Mibu Asaka.

That's true. This matter has nothing to do with Enju; it's all Rentaro's fault.

It was all because of the supermarket's discounted bean sprouts... Am I really that poor?

To be honest, he was really curious about how those two survived in the original story and didn't starve to death!

The legendary king of hunger resistance? Could it be?

"What's done is done, there's nothing I can do about it..."

Rentaro defended himself in a low voice.

"You idiot! Atone with your death!!!"

The loud shouts echoed throughout the office, so loud that they could probably be heard even upstairs.

Enraged, Kisara immediately clenched his fist and swung it, but Rentaro dodged it.

"Why are you hiding? You're really infuriating!"

The girl looked like she wanted to eat someone alive, and slammed her hand on the table, making a loud banging sound.

"Sixty times! A full sixty times! If I don't teach you a lesson today, I doubt you'll ever learn your lesson, you spineless coward!"

"Don't talk nonsense, there weren't that many times!"

"Of course we have! I've kept a detailed record of everything for you! If this company relied on you, we'd both be starving on the streets by now, you know that?!"

Seeing that Rentaro was about to run away, Kisara raised his fist and chased after him, while Rentaro ran around the table.

"You're only good at...escaping...fast...but when it comes to asking for payment...why aren't you so...diligent?!"

The girl, lacking stamina, quickly fell behind and took deep breaths to catch her breath.

"I said, 'Try your best when you get a new job next time, Ms. Kisara.'"

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