Chapter 111: Greasy Hair, Greasy Tongue, Greasy Mind (Requesting >)

According to the latest intelligence, half an hour ago the Oni Clan struck again, attacking a clinic owned by the Snake Princess Eight Families. Genji Saejima received the news and has taken his elite to pursue them; the remaining Black Society members sent to find Himegami have been intercepted by our people and won’t be a problem for now.

Keyboard clacks echoed in the earpiece, then Su Enxi spoke softly: “But the timing of the Oni Clan’s appearance is too convenient—I don’t believe this isn’t the boss’s doing…”

Longlegs, what exactly is No. 2’s identity? To let him have a proper romance, the boss didn’t just scrap a plan years in the making—he even stepped in personally. This treatment feels almost better than what No. 1 got.

How would I know? And you’ve always been better informed about these kinds of details—don’t tell me you never investigated No. 2?

Yuki Mami casually replied, her gaze following the two figures in her scope.

It’s precisely because I did investigate that I’m even more confused.

Su Enxi paused slightly, then continued: “No. 2’s background is extremely simple and clean—almost everything is traceable. His parents were both half-breeds, but neither were fighters or people holding power or secrets.”

Even the plane crash that killed them was repeatedly confirmed as a sudden accident. Everything seemed perfectly normal.”

“The only change was that over a month ago, he suddenly awakened his bloodline and immediately drew the attention of the Cassell Academy and Ange. In the evaluation, his bloodline likely reached S-Class.”

“But the problem is, an S-Class… well, a newly awakened S-Class, is certainly worth attention.”

“But given the boss’s standards and arrogance, he shouldn’t be wasting so much time on him—unless…”

“Unless what?”

Hearing Su Enxi fall silent, Yuki Mami asked instinctively.

“Unless No. 2 has some other secret we don’t know about—one very likely tied to the boss’s plan to kill all the Dragon Kings.”

“Dragon Kings… you suspect he’s like Nottone, a Dragon King in awakening?”

“It’s not impossible, but I think it’s even more unbelievable than that. After all, the boss never cared this much about Nottone.”

“More unbelievable than a Dragon King…”

Yuki Mami murmured to herself, when suddenly Su Enxi gasped—and a rapid series of keyboard strikes followed.

“Damn it! Again?! This damn AI can’t just let me have a moment’s peace!”

Hearing the chip girl’s muttered curse, Yuki Mami smiled faintly, letting go of her earlier thoughts and focusing entirely on the two targets.

Dragon Kings? Not her concern. As an employee, her only job was to complete the mission.

As for everything else, let that unreliable boss worry about it himself.

…

“Young Master… this is the email we just received.”

At noon, in a room of a clinic.

Crow, dusty and weary, handed a sealed envelope to Genji Saejima, who was polishing his blade.

Genji Saejima opened it with a dark face, like a parent receiving a ransom note.

Inside was a Michelin postcard, scribbled in ballpoint pen: “We’ll be away for a few days—don’t worry.” The tone dripped with laziness.

Upon learning that Himegami had once again run away under the guidance of an unknown force, he immediately dropped everything to find her.

But just as he returned to the Snake Princess Eight Families to gather forces, he was told a group of Oni Clan members had suddenly appeared and attacked the family’s sanatorium for housing “Oni.”

With urgency overriding caution, though Genji Saejima sensed the coincidence was too perfect, he suppressed his anxiety, took most of his men to suppress the Oni Clan, and ordered Crow and the rest of the family’s elite half-breeds to retrieve Himegami.

But clearly, they failed—they were outmaneuvered and suffered heavy losses.

“Where is Himegami now? Still in Akihabara?”

Genji Saejima rubbed his temples and asked in a low voice.

Crow and Yasha, standing beside Genji, exchanged a glance—both looked odd—then both turned to the girl standing to the side: Yae Sakura.

“According to Kaguya’s brief breakthrough of the surveillance system, Lord Uesugi is currently with a Chinese male named Wu Xian, who arrived in Tokyo yesterday afternoon.”

“Records show he was pre-admitted by the Cassell Academy headquarters. His bloodline rank is unknown, but likely no lower than A-Class.”

“Two hours ago, they left Akihabara, went shopping in Minami-Aoyama, then visited Chidorigafuchi to see cherry blossoms… Not long ago, they rode the Cinderella Castle at Tokyo Disneyland, and are now on the Pirates of the Caribbean ride.”

Sakura spoke without expression, though a flicker of unusual light passed through her eyes.

But upon hearing this, Genji Saejima nearly choked.

To be honest, when he learned someone had deliberately lured Himegami away from the family, he’d already prepared for the worst.

Like the Snake Princess Eight Families’ secrets had been exposed, and Himegami had been kidnapped abroad by Cassell or the Apostles, forcibly controlled.

In the process, her unstable bloodline might have lost control again, even fully falling into the Oni state…

Yet now he learned that some unknown Cassell prep student had appeared out of nowhere and was currently with his sister—and it seemed they’d been sightseeing all along?!

What the hell was this? A runaway romance?!

Without warning, his mind conjured an image: a slick, greasy, smooth-talking, oily-faced pretty boy, arm around Himegami, returning to the Snake Princess Eight Families and calling him “older brother.”

Instantly, Genji Saejima felt the urge to draw his blade and kill someone.

“Tell Kaguya—in three minutes, I want every detail on this Wu Xian. And hurry up and resolve this. Tonight, Himegami must be brought back to the family!!”

“Yes!” x3

…

“Three pizzas, two large Cokes, fried onion rings, fried fries, and assorted fried chicken wings.”

Wu Xian silently counted the snacks Himegami had consumed.

It has to be said that the greatest advantage of high-level half-breeds is that they never gain weight, or rather, fat always ends up where it belongs.

At this moment, Eri was flipping through the promotional brochures in her hands, which featured colorful descriptions of tourist attractions.

It seems that those with dragon blood always have a fondness for shiny things—and this girl was no exception.

She discarded all the refined sites like Asakusa Temple, the Imperial Palace, and Meiji Shrine, keeping only various shopping streets and amusement parks—all because the pictures on the brochures sparkled!

“You can’t go there!”

As if spotting something, Wu Xian swiftly snatched away a flyer, completely ignoring Eri’s sparkling eyes.

And what it displayed was precisely information about Kabukicho…

(End of Chapter)