Chapter 188

The expression on her small face became even more pitiful.

Her eyes were filled with a pleading look, and tears were about to fall.

She had the heart to escape, but her feet were not touching the ground.

Coupled with Akaso Kaze's powerful arms wrapped around her, she couldn't run even if she wanted to.

Kosaka Natsumi did not know that such a display and expression would not make anyone think of letting her go; instead, it would only bring more danger...

Fortunately, Akaso Kaze was not an ordinary person.

He smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, I won't bully you. What we are going to discuss is a very private matter; how could we do it in the living room?"

"What if someone hears us? Wouldn't that be terrible?"

Akaso Kaze's handsome smile calmed Kosaka Natsumi's anxious heart a little.

Besides, what he said made a lot of sense.

Kosaka Natsumi opened her small mouth again, exhaling a fragrant breath.

Although her fearful mood faded, a sense of shyness surged into her heart.

She had never been this intimate with a man before.

Especially being held in Akaso Kaze's arms, the two of them pressed tightly together.

As Akaso Kaze walked, friction was inevitable.

Kosaka Natsumi had never felt this way before.

With every step Akaso Kaze took, her heart rose and fell.

It was just like riding a roller coaster.

In another room, Poushkina skillfully loaded a silencer onto her pistol, then lifted her red qipao and tucked the gun into the holster on her inner thigh.

She prepared to go and have a talk with Akaso Kaze; if she could reach an agreement, that would be great, but if not, she would have to fight for it.

Poushkina opened the door and happened to see Samukawa Ryu in the hallway outside.

Samukawa Ryu turned his camcorder over and asked with a smile, "Where are you going, Miss Poushkina?"

The corners of Poushkina's mouth twitched.

This guy was really asking for death.

"I was just about to go find Mr. Samukawa."

Poushkina's face bloomed into a smile.

"Could the necklace around Mr. Samukawa's neck be the ring of Maria, the third daughter of Nicholas II? Why don't we go to your room and discuss the price..."

Poushkina gave Samukawa Ryu a flirtatious wink.

"Go to my room? Sure!"

Samukawa Ryu put down the camcorder and laughed.

The two turned and walked toward Samukawa Ryu's room.

Akaso Kaze arrived at the bedroom; there were no chairs, so he had to sit on the bed.

Kosaka Natsumi sat sideways on his lap.

Her two little feet couldn't reach the floor and dangled back and forth.

Kosaka Natsumi's small face had long since flushed red like a piece of red cloth.

She turned her head to the side, not daring to meet Akaso Kaze's gaze.

The breath exhaled by Akaso Kaze as he breathed blew against the hair on her forehead, causing a strange feeling to arise in her heart.

"Miss Natsumi, I guess you don't like your background at all. Noble status, the castle, money—none of these are things you like, are they?"

"Huh? Lord Akaso, how did you know?"

Kosaka Natsumi turned her head in surprise, just in time to meet Akaso Kaze's eyes.

She blushed a little, but didn't turn back, instead looking at Akaso Kaze with some pleasant surprise.

"Of course I know. If it weren't to escape your noble identity, why would you travel across the ocean to Paris to become a pastry chef?"

Akaso Kaze said with a smile.

"I also know that you originally planned to dispose of the Yokosuka castle, then buy the Egg of Memory, and from then on, live under an assumed name and open a pastry shop. Miss Natsumi is truly a person who loves life."

"Lord Akaso, you are truly amazing; you know everything."

Kosaka Natsumi's eyes were sparkling.

Akaso Kaze smiled slightly; he had been using his Eye of Space to watch her for the past two days, so of course he knew quite a few things.

【Ding, Kosaka Natsumi has developed a favorable impression of you. Current favorability is 3.】

Huh? It developed favorability just like that?

In Kosaka Natsumi's heart, a feeling of having met a soulmate surged.

Everyone who heard about her background would be very surprised, and some would even show an expression as if looking at a fool.

A noble who owned a castle and had a considerable family fortune actually ran to a small shop in Paris to make pastries—was her brain broken?

Only Kosaka Natsumi herself knew that she did not like the cold and rigid noble life; she had always longed for a free and simple happy life.

It was just a pity that no one had ever been able to understand her.

Akaso Kaze was the first person to know her and support her.

"However, Miss Natsumi, your idea is very difficult to realize."

Akaso Kaze sighed and said.

"Lord Akaso, am, am I asking for too much?"

Kosaka Natsumi asked, stuttering.

She felt her requirements were not high at all.

Akaso Kaze smiled and patted her little head, changing how he addressed her.

"Natsumi, a noble title isn't something you can just discard if you don't want it. As a descendant of nobles, doing things that don't fit your status, it's inevitable that some people will find it an eyesore."

"For those true power-holders, perhaps just a casual word from them, or even just an unhappy expression, could plunge you into a desperate situation."

Akaso Kaze was not deliberately scaring the girl.

She was a descendant of the Tsar, and very likely the only descendant.

Who knew if anyone had any ideas about her identity?

Kosaka Natsumi's heart sank.

It wasn't that she hadn't thought about these things, but she had been harboring wishful thinking.

"And the property and money you possess—even if you sell the castle and spend all the money, will others believe it?"

"They will definitely think: Who is so stupid to have money and not want it, giving it all to others? Just to exchange it for an Egg of Memory that doesn't even have diamonds on it? This girl must have secretly kept a large sum of money."

"Not to mention, the Egg of Memory in your hands is also of very high value."

Following Akaso Kaze's words, Kosaka Natsumi became more and more afraid.

Her body subconsciously shrank into Akaso Kaze's arms.

Her small face pressed against Akaso Kaze's chest.

Her two hands also wrapped around Akaso Kaze's waist.

It seemed that only in this way could she have a trace of security.

"Do you know? The Poushkina you chatted with today is the assassin Scorpion, wanted by Interpol, and her goal is the Egg of Memory from your family."

"What? Miss Poushkina, she, she is an assassin?" Kosaka Natsumi shuddered in fear.

The girl looked up, her eyes wide open, her face full of terror.

Tears swirled in her eye sockets.

Seeing her incredibly pitiful little appearance, Akaso Kaze finally couldn't hold back.

He used one hand to lift the girl's small head and lowered his head to kiss her.

Kosaka Natsumi's body instantly tensed up.

The small hands wrapped around Akaso Kaze's waist gripped his clothes tightly.

But very quickly, a strange feeling spread throughout her body.

It was a feeling that made one feel at ease, very warm.

It was as if she suddenly had something to rely on, a harbor to shelter from the wind.