Chapter 482: Kosaka Natsumi

"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 inside, so he had to sit on the bed.

Kosaka Natsumi sat sideways on his lap.

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

Kosaka Natsumi's small face had long since turned as red as a piece of red cloth.

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

The breath Akaso Kaze exhaled as he breathed stirred 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. Aristocratic status, castles, wealth—none of these are things you like, right?"

"Eh, 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 avoid your aristocratic 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 Memory Egg, and from then on take it and live incognito, opening 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 hadn't used his Void Eye to watch her much these 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 of looking at a fool.

An aristocrat who owned a castle and had considerable family assets actually ran to a small shop in Paris to make pastries—her brain must be broken.

Only Kosaka Natsumi herself knew that she didn't like the cold and rigid aristocratic life and had always longed for a free and plain 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.

"It's just that, Miss Natsumi, your idea is very hard to realize."

Akaso Kaze sighed and said.

"Lord Akaso, are my, are my requirements very high?"

Kosaka Natsumi asked, stuttering.

She didn't think her requirements were high.

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

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

"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 wasn't trying to scare the girl on purpose.

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, she had just been harboring wishful thinking.

"And the property and wealth 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 for a Memory Egg that doesn't even have diamonds on it? This girl must have secretly kept a large sum of money."

"Not to mention, the Memory Egg in your hand is also of 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 glimmer of security.

"Do you know? The Pous Qinglan you were chatting with today is the assassin Scorpion, wanted by Interpol, and her goal is the Memory Egg of your family."

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

"Lord Akaso, save me, you must save me!"

The girl raised her head, her eyes wide open, her face full of a terrified expression.

Tears were swirling 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 little head and lowered his head to kiss her.

Kosaka Natsumi's body instantly tensed up.

The little hands hugging Akaso Kaze's waist gripped his clothes tightly.

But very quickly, a strange feeling spread throughout her whole 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. ===== CHAPTER 484 =====