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"Traveling is fine, and if you want me to pick up girls, that's not impossible either," Chen Xiao shrugged. "But don't blame me if it causes any big commotion."
"It's alright, Osaka is already in a mess anyway." Hattori Heiji breathed a sigh of relief.
"But what can an ordinary student like me do?" He deliberately emphasized the word "ordinary" in an ambiguous way, attracting passing girls to stop and steal glances.
Heiji inwardly scoffed at the guy's hypocrisy, but outwardly said earnestly, "Just consider it experiencing the Kansai region. I'll arrange the best tour guide..."
"Okay, it's settled then." The two exchanged phone numbers.
One week later, at Kansai International Airport.
Chen Xiao, dressed in a simple white stand-up collar shirt, walked down the gangway. Tall and handsome, he stood out in the crowd.
He glanced around the arrivals hall, his gaze suddenly fixing on something—
"Chen Xiao?" A girl with a high ponytail jogged over, her almond-shaped eyes bright as a deer's. "I'm Toyama Kazuha. Heiji couldn't come, so he asked me to be your tour guide..."
Kazuha's voice abruptly stopped.
The moment Chen Xiao took off her sunglasses, she seemed to be struck by some invisible force.
The young man's amber eyes were as cold as a glacier.
His timely smile left the usually cheerful Kazuha flustered.
"Thank you for your hard work." Chen Xiao took the airport pick-up sign from her hand, his fingertips lightly brushing against He Ye's hand, lingering back and forth.
The girl recoiled as if she had been electrocuted.
"Where to go next?"
"Go to Heiji's house. Heiji's family has the most say in matters concerning Osaka, because Heiji's father is the Chief Superintendent of Police of Osaka."
In the taxi heading to Hattori's residence, Chen Xiao and Kazuha deliberately kept their distance.
"Heiji said you're a celebrity in Chiba," Kazuha tried to break the silence with small talk. "You must be very popular at school, right?"
Chen Xiao chuckled and showed her the selfie Xiaomai had sent him on his phone: "I just have a lot of friends." In the photo, the girl was affectionately pressed against Chen Xiao's cheek, and He Ye's lips twitched involuntarily.
“Um… Osaka’s security situation hasn’t been great lately.” Kazuha suddenly became serious. “Heiji asked me to warn you not to go to the Minami Ward…”
"Are you worried about me?" Chen Xiao suddenly leaned forward, and could smell the faint fragrance of He Ye's body.
Kazuha leaned back abruptly, her head hitting the car window: "I wanted to care about you, but you didn't have to be so close to me."
The taxi braked suddenly, and He Ye lost his balance and tumbled forward.
Chen Xiao firmly supported her shoulders, the warmth of his palm seeping through the fabric of her school uniform. "Be careful."
When the car stopped in front of the quaint courtyard.
Kazuha practically jumped out of the carriage.
She didn't see the amusement that flashed in Chen Xiao's eyes—this girl, who was clearly influenced by Chen Xiao's charm but pretended to be calm, was much more interesting than those girls who easily succumbed to his charm.
Kazuha arrived at the door and prepared to ring the doorbell.
"Are you thirsty?" Chen Xiao handed a bottle of chilled mineral water to He Ye, and water droplets condensed on the bottle dripped onto the back of her hand.
When Kazuha took it, her fingertips recoiled as if burned.
"Thank you..." she sipped, the water sliding down her throat.
After pushing open the door, a butler was waiting for a long time.
"Please, both of you."
Heiji Hattori's house is very large; from the outside, it looks like you have to knock to get in, but inside it's actually a small villa.
The paper door makes a soft "creak" sound when it is pulled open.
The woman arranging flowers turned around.
Hattori Shizuka's gaze faltered slightly when it met Chen Xiao's face. The pruning shears snipped off a section of excess flower stem with a "snip," and she seemed somewhat flustered.
"Chen Xiao truly lives up to his reputation." As she put down the scissors, she walked past Chen Xiao, her kimono sleeve brushing against the back of his hand.
The sensation of being enveloped in the fragrance of white plum blossoms was fleeting.
"Please sit down!" Hattori Shizuka pointed to the prayer mat that had been prepared on the ground.
Chen Xiao and Hattori Shizuka knelt down on the prayer mats.
Chen Xiao took the teacup from He Ye. Under the spotlight of her charm, the girl almost knocked over the teacup the moment their fingertips touched.
Jinghua took everything in, a meaningful smile curving her lips: "Heiji said you might be able to solve Osaka's troubles."
"Does Madam intend to use me as a tool?" Chen Xiao suddenly leaned forward, his tea reflecting his mocking eyes.
Jinghua tapped the teaspoon in her hand three times on the rim of the bowl: "The leaders of those feminist organizations are all rare beauties."
"And what about Madam?" Chen Xiao gently reached out and brushed a strand of hair that had fallen beside her ear. "Is she also on the list of recipients?"
"Chen Xiaojun!" Kazuha suddenly stood up, spilling the tea she had knocked over onto the tatami mat.
Wearing a sailor uniform, her chest heaved violently, clearly finding it difficult to adapt to Chen Xiao's teasing of Hattori Shizuka.
Shizuka covered her chuckle with her sleeve: "Kazuha, Mr. Chen Xiao was just joking." Shizuka Hattori's tea spoon suddenly paused, and the tea rippled slightly in the bowl.
She looked up at Chen Xiao, her beautiful face appearing especially charming in the sunlight.
“Although it was a joke…” Chen Xiao’s fingertips lightly traced the rim of the teacup, almost touching Jinghua’s well-maintained fingers, “but Madam does indeed still retain her charm.”
Jinghua's breath hitched, and the skin beneath her kimono collar appeared faintly white in the setting sun.
She instinctively brought her legs together, but felt a strange heat surging in her lower abdomen.
The beautiful woman, who was over forty, suddenly realized that it had been a long time since she had been so agitated by a young man.
"Chen Xiao, be careful," He Ye said again.
Jinghua took a deep breath and elegantly wiped the fine sweat from her forehead with her sleeve: "Let's get down to business." Her voice remained steady, "...My nephew Yamamoto Akuji recently established a Serving Youth Group, and I hope you can join and work with him."
"Yamamoto Akatsuki?" Chen Xiao suddenly became interested. "Then I'm really looking forward to it."
Jinghua nodded slightly, but her body swayed slightly, and her breathing seemed somewhat uneasy.
This unintentional little gesture made Chen Xiao secretly amused. That's how the succubus system works; women will feel something when they see him. But Chen Xiao wasn't in a hurry.
Jing Hua forced herself to remain calm and continued, but found herself unable to look Chen Xiao in the eye, "If you could cooperate with him... it would surely be twice as effective."
Chen Xiao suddenly reached out and brushed his thumb across Jinghua's lips: "Madam looked so pitiful just now. I will consider cooperating with Yamamoto Akatsuki, but at least I need to meet him first."
Hattori Shizuka nodded, but suddenly Chen Xiao's hand landed on Hattori Shizuka's face.
"Ugh..." Jinghua suddenly leaned back, her neck hitting the screen behind her.
This dignified Yamato Nadeshiko was now panting lightly in front of her juniors, completely losing her composure.
Kazuha stared in disbelief at the scene; she had never seen Aunt Jinghua so flustered.
"Alright." Chen Xiao suddenly stopped smiling, his demeanor instantly becoming calm and cold. "Take me to see Yamamoto Akatsuki."
Jinghua was stunned for a moment, then revealed an appreciative expression.
She straightened the messy hem of her kimono and regained her composure: "Kazuha, take Chen Xiaojun to the port in Osaka! Akuji often goes to the Chinese restaurant nearby to eat noodles! He happened to know a girl from China named Bai Minhua before he joined the army. She and Chen Xiaojun are from the same country, so you two can get along well."
Kazuha led Chen Xiao to the port of Osaka.
The sea breeze from Osaka Port, carrying a salty, fishy smell, blew in, causing the corner of Chen Xiao's white shirt to flutter loudly.
Kazuha pointed to a small shop with red lanterns hanging not far away: "That's the shop (of Dezhao's), Yamamoto Akatsuki often goes there to eat Chinese food..."
Through the shop window, Chen Xiao could see a slender figure in a red cheongsam wiping the tables and chairs.
As the woman bent over, the glimpses of her snow-white skin through the slit were particularly striking in the twilight.
"Looks like the person I'm waiting for isn't here." Chen Xiao chuckled and slowly pushed open the door.
The wind chimes on the door rang.
The woman in the cheongsam paused slightly as she wiped the dishes, then turned around and habitually said:
"いらっしゃいませ..."
Chen Xiao's approaching figure was so captivating that she unconsciously switched to Chinese: "Welcome."
Chen Xiao's gaze swept over the exquisite Chinese knot buttons on the collar of her cheongsam, and he said in fluent Mandarin, "Give me a bowl of dragon beard noodles."
The rag in Bai Minhua's hand fell to the ground with a "thud".
Her almond-shaped eyes widened, and her red lips parted slightly, making her look just like a startled sparrow: "You...how did you know I would do this?"
"Just guessing." Chen Xiao sat down at the bar naturally, tapping the wooden countertop with his fingertips. "Seeing my fellow countrymen from China makes me want to taste the flavors of home."
As Kazuha watched the two converse fluently in Chinese, she suddenly felt a subtle, bittersweet feeling of being excluded.
"The dragon beard noodles need to be freshly stretched..." Bai Minhua's ears turned red, and his voice grew softer and softer, "I didn't prepare any dough today..."
"Then let's have the big bowl of noodles," Chen Xiao said with a smile. "The kind with cartilage."
"You even know this?" The woman covered her mouth and chuckled, the jade pendant on her chest swaying between her deep V-neck.
As she turned around, the curves of her waist and hips, encased in her cheongsam, were revealed.
Chen Xiao now understands why the allure of uniforms is so captivating.
Just then, the sound of fighting came from outside the door, and someone carrying weapons came in.
Chapter Seventy-Four: Teaching Yamamoto a Lesson! Storming the Serving Youth Corps
As dusk settled over Osaka Port, the atmosphere inside the Chinese restaurant suddenly became tense.
Five women in black uniforms kicked the door open and entered. The short-haired woman in the lead slammed a steel pipe onto the dining table with a loud bang.
"Bai Minhua, come with us." She grinned maliciously, using a steel pipe to lift the chin of the woman in the cheongsam. "That bastard E'si dared to provoke our Ruonv Group, he deserves to die!..."
Bai Minhua's face was deathly pale, the jade pendant swaying violently against her heaving chest. She instinctively tried to back away, but Chen Xiao pulled her behind him.
"Ladies," Chen Xiao's voice was incredibly gentle, "it's impolite to cause trouble in someone else's shop."
The woman on the pole paused for a moment, then burst into wild laughter: "Where did this pretty boy come from? Daring to meddle in Sister Shiqiao Lan's business?" She suddenly swung her pole at the nearest porcelain bowl—
"Snapped!".
Chen Xiao was already standing in front of her, catching the steel pipe with one hand. The metal made a sound of strain under the weight, and five finger marks were even squeezed out of his palm.