Chapter 59: Was the Deceased King a Woman?

Kamikawa Mitsu's pupils contracted.

Fifty thousand script points?

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl upward; Kamikawa Mitsu was glad he had made the decision to spend all four thousand script points on the second script.

Even though nearly four thousand script points were spent, they were exchanged for a return of fifty thousand script points—worth every bit!

Throughout the entire class, Kamikawa Mitsu didn't listen to a word, planning how to use the script points reasonably.

Ding-ling~

Until the dismissal bell rang, Kamikawa Mitsu was still planning.

"Kamikawa-kun."

A pleasant voice came from beside him, interrupting Kamikawa Mitsu's thoughts.

Kamikawa Mitsu, seated, looked up, a moment of astonishment flashing and vanishing instantly.

"What is it? Omuro-kun."

He was somewhat surprised; the one speaking to him was Omuro Xia Mei.

To be sure, although he lacked the original owner's gloominess and was considered easy to get along with, basically chatting a few words whenever someone approached him, the premise was that someone had to approach him first.

He rarely sought others out to chat.

The truth was he couldn't find topics with his classmates; wanting to chat about medicine, his specialty, the Gao Zhongsheng classmates wouldn't understand, and trying to cater to them, he himself couldn't really carry on the conversation; he was a university student in his past life, and from the Hua Kingdom, so with this group of Japanese Gao Zhongsheng classmates, there existed a generation gap, more or less.

In the eyes of the classmates, Kamikawa Mitsu now gave an impression not of gloominess, but of steadiness, a kind of distant silence.

Add to that beating up the school bully, which unconsciously added a measure of aura, making people dare not approach, fearing they might say the wrong thing, provoke his displeasure, and end up getting beaten, resulting in very few people speaking to Kamikawa Mitsu now.

Kamikawa Mitsu was quite happy about this situation.

He himself hated trouble; since he couldn't get along with the classmates, it was better not to chat; more time was better spent studying, researching how to make money, and how to improve his and Qianhui's lives.

So.

In his eyes, Omuro Xia Mei should not be the one initiating conversation with him.

First, he hadn't actively sought her out to talk; second, when Omuro Xia Mei previously greeted him as she sat down, he had only responded with polite courtesy; from start to finish, his demeanor was unenthusiastic, showing not a shred of desire to befriend her.

Moreover, none of the surrounding classmates were talking to Kamikawa Mitsu, making it look as though he was isolated by everyone.

Omuro Xia Mei, obviously very smart, could not fail to notice the classmates isolating Kamikawa Mitsu.

As everyone knows, being isolated must have a reason; the greatest possibility is that the isolated person has some problem; according to common thinking, one should avoid contacting the isolated person to avoid touching a sore spot.

Kamikawa Mitsu couldn't figure out why Omuro Xia Mei was actively initiating conversation with him.

Could it be...

She saw through something?

Impossible.

I remember watching the video just like everyone else; I showed shock and horror, a perfectly normal reaction to watching a video; if that's the case, how could she have detected anything abnormal?

Hiss!

Kamikawa Mitsu's heart startled, suddenly thinking of a situation.

Could she know how to read micro-expressions!

Micro-expressions are a psychological term, referring to other information "leaked" from the face when people express emotions; people find it hard to control micro-expressions because they are the most genuine emotional reactions of the inner heart, belonging to instinct; sometimes the person themselves doesn't notice the inner emotional change, but the body receives the inner emotional change and subconsciously expresses the emotion.

Precisely based on this point, some police solving cases will invite micro-expression experts to help investigate the micro-expressions of criminals, thereby finding abnormalities and obtaining key breakthroughs in solving the case.

Kamikawa Mitsu didn't know that Omuro Xia Mei actively initiating conversation with him wasn't due to something as high-end as knowing micro-expressions, but rather due to what Kamikawa Mitsu considered impossible.

Omuro Xia Mei saw Kamikawa Mitsu being isolated; instead of choosing to avoid the sore spot as Kamikawa Mitsu thought, she felt sympathy on the contrary.

She thought, the students in the class isolating Kamikawa Mitsu, Kamikawa Mitsu must be in great pain at school, with no one to talk to, all alone.

As for why he was isolated, Omuro Xia Mei guessed it had to do with Kamikawa Mitsu's talents.

Who is Kamikawa Mitsu? A genius who single-handedly saved 231 people on flight NH137.

Geniuses are often lonely, not understood by others.

Galileo, Einstein, Newton, Copernicus... countless figures in history have proven to people that geniuses are often considered freaks in their youth, not recognized or accepted.

Involuntarily, Omuro Xia Mei recalled her childhood.

When she was in elementary school, due to her obsession with Shinto, she was different from other little girls; others played house or with dolls, but she played with shikigami paper, holding Shinto books to read; her way of playing with peers was different, strange and alternative.

Humans are social animals, naturally liking to play with those who get along; children are even more so; Omuro Xia Mei's alternative nature made other classmates dislike her, unable to get along, treating her as a freak.

Over time, very few people played with Omuro Xia Mei.

If not for Omuro Xia Mei being beautiful and cute, probably even fewer people, or even no one, would play with her; fortunately, after growing up she realized the problem, learned to hide her alternative nature, the situation eased, and she could have a normal student life.

She understood that feeling of being isolated.

Lonely, solitary, alone.

Now seeing Kamikawa Mitsu sitting there alone reading a book, with no one initiating conversation with him, Omuro Xia Mei felt as if she were in his shoes, feeling sympathy.

Yes!

Kamikawa-kun can fly planes; Gao Zhongsheng students can't fly planes, too alternative; he must be like me in elementary school, that's why he's isolated.

The more Omuro Xia Mei thought, the more firmly she believed, feeling even more sympathy for Kamikawa Mitsu.

She made a decision.

Find time to chat with Kamikawa-kun more often, be his first friend, not let him appear lonely; after all, he is as pitiful as I was in childhood.

"Kamikawa-kun, what do you think of the deceased king?"

Omuro Xia Mei tried to find a topic.

She smiled very prettily, her eyes curved, a cute little dimple on the left side, radiating sweetness and gentleness.

"..."

Slightly stunned, Kamikawa Mitsu's heart startled.

What's going on? Why is she asking me about the Fallen King? Is it because we were discussing it naturally during the video just now, or does she have ulterior motives?

To be honest, Kamikawa Mitsu couldn't fathom a woman's thoughts; the saying "a woman's heart is a needle at the bottom of the sea" isn't spoken in vain.

Besides, Kamikawa Mitsu himself was the Fallen King.

A stranger you met just yesterday suddenly asks about information concerning yourself; ask anyone, and they would start overthinking, guilty conscience and all.

"The Fallen King doesn't seem simple; an ordinary person couldn't pull off those video recordings."

Kamikawa Mitsu pondered, shifting his perspective to view the Fallen King from the standpoint of an onlooker.

"Right? I also think the Fallen King isn't simple; he feels very powerful. Classmate Kamikawa, you just said the Fallen King isn't ordinary, so who do you think the Fallen King is in reality?"

Takee Sashiko's eyes sparkled with keen interest.

No wonder she was interested; she had already guessed the Fallen King was related to the Shinto path and even speculated he might be an elder of hers.

As if fearing Kamikawa Mitsu wouldn't understand, Takee Sashiko continued speaking.

"I mean, Classmate Kamikawa, do you think the Fallen King is male or female? What about their real identity, family, and so on?"

Classmate Kamikawa is a genius; perhaps he has thoughts far beyond the norm that could inspire my own exploration of the Fallen King.

Asked like this,

Kamikawa Mitsu, unaware of the true situation, naturally wouldn't use himself as an example and did his best to mislead Takee Sashiko.

"It's hard to judge whether the Fallen King is male or female, but we can't rule out the possibility of a woman. 'The Fallen King' sounds very chuunibyou at first glance, but upon closer reflection, it has a certain aesthetic quality, so it's not impossible for a woman to choose such a name.

Then, judging by the unique filming style of the Fallen King's videos, it definitely isn't some ordinary office worker; there must be something special about them."

As he spoke, Kamikawa Mitsu glanced at Takee Sashiko, recalling her identity.

Then he couldn't help but say,

"Speaking of which, if yokai exist, then gods, onmyoji, and miko should exist too. Perhaps the Fallen King is an onmyoji or a miko, because those people are special enough to fit the identity of such a unique figure as the Fallen King.

Of course, we can't rule out the possibility that the Fallen King is a yokai or a god."

Since he was going to mislead her, he would mislead her all the way to the heavens, absolutely ensuring no connection to himself.

So steering her toward the direction of onmyoji or miko, which he was definitely not, was certainly the right move.

Kamikawa Mitsu thought this truthfully in his heart, not noticing that after hearing his words, Takee Sashiko's eyes lit up, showing both surprise and excitement.

"Classmate Kamikawa, do you really think the Fallen King could be someone from the Shinto path or Buddhism!"

"Yes, after all, in terms of uniqueness, the Shinto path and Buddhism feel the most special; hmm, the possibility is very high."

Receiving a positive response, Takee Sashiko's eyes shone even brighter.

I didn't expect Classmate Kamikawa to think the same as me!

As expected, my thoughts were correct; the Fallen King really could be an elder of my family or someone from the Shinto path.

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