Chapter 661: , Dust Settled!

PS: This chapter took a lot of effort to write—it's a super long 5,555-word double chapter, haha~

PS2: I know some people don't like this kind of content, but far-left organizations are an extremely important part of Japan's public security history, and they will lead into deeper plot developments later, so it's necessary to write them. And I guarantee that what I've written are pure, authentic leftists (laugh), defying heaven? Defying heaven is exactly right!

Beneath the dark night sky of Kanagawa Prefecture, the mindset of the Fujisaki brothers had already undergone a change.

Although Asuka theoretically should be a descendant of the worker proletariat, and although Asuka has actually been adopted by Uesugi Muneshige and lives in comfort, the Fujisaki brothers have now cast aside everything in their minds; at this moment, they are left with only a single, pure, instinctive thought.

Yan Ni, we found you!

This kind of forced association precisely exposes their inner wavering and the budding of certain emotions.

Having long immersed themselves in a gloomy world of hatred, violence, and extreme theory, the appearance of Saito Asuka is like a sudden, overly bright light that pierces through the mental armor they built with obsession.

She is not the "symbol" or "sacrifice" they imagined, but a living, breathing beautiful girl capable of stirring their complex emotions.

"Mr. Sakamoto told us to treat her as a sacrifice," to strike against Uesugi Muneshige and announce the bankruptcy of the "old world"—Fujisaki Kenji's voice dropped, filled with hesitation.

"But she—she might not even understand any of this." Fujisaki Tatsuya stared at Asuka, watching the reliance and hope flash in her eyes when she heard the name "Uesugi Muneshige," and something hard deep inside him seemed to loosen.

"She's just a student who got dragged into this—besides, Yan Ni, Dong Niya, Mary—aren't they all ultimately on the revolutionaries' side?" He began seeking theoretical justification for his thoughts, or rather, excuses.

"We can reform her, educate her, make her understand our revolutionary spirit, our revolutionary will!

The theories of the great sages—we can start teaching her from Chapter One of Das Kapital—"

The two brothers exchanged a glance, each seeing in the other's eyes a similar struggle and a hint—of the impulse to betray their original orders.

Mr. Sakamoto's cold, utilitarian command clashed with the brothers' current inner turmoil—their distorted desire to see Asuka as a "romantic symbol of their revolution"—creating a rift.

In Asuka's eyes, the aura of the two brothers was producing some kind of terrifying anomaly.

But she could do nothing; the girl could only cry.

Her inner-world ability, at first glance, is one that requires coordination and targeted application to be effective; considered in isolation, her ability not only fails to function but actually caused the deaths of the Mikami father and son.

The Fujisaki brothers' growing distorted possessiveness toward Asuka pressed down on her like a tangible weight.

Fujisaki Kenji panted heavily, reaching out again—this time not to touch her face, but trembling as he grabbed the collar of Asuka's school uniform shirt.

"Don't touch me!" Asuka screamed, struggling violently, her legs in thick black stockings kicking wildly—but this only excited the Fujisaki brothers more.

"Go ahead and scream—even if you scream your throat raw, no one will come to save you! My Yan Ni!" Fujisaki Tatsuya became even more excited.

"Bro—she—she should belong to both of us—belong to the true innovators"—Fujisaki Kenji spoke incoherently, his other hand beginning to undo his belt.

"But I must go first—it's my turn!" Fujisaki Tatsuya let out a low growl from his throat, stepped forward, and the last trace of rationality in his eyes was swallowed by desire. The two brothers, like hyenas scenting blood, closed in on the girl on the sofa.

Asuka despairingly closed her eyes, tears bursting forth.

In her heart, she screamed the name of the one she trusted most—but knew that distant help could not save her from imminent danger.

Just as Fujisaki Kenji's hand was about to tear open Asuka's collar, and Fujisaki Tatsuya's pants zipper was about to be pulled down—

In the basement, the ever-present smell of dust and mold was suddenly replaced by an extremely fresh, almost like the damp air after rain in a deep mountain bamboo grove. The temperature seemed to inexplicably drop by several degrees.

【Pfft.】

A very soft sound, like a girl stifling a laugh, echoed suddenly in the empty basement corner with no warning.

【Cockroaches are cockroaches—their breeding instinct never changes!】

The Fujisaki brothers' movements froze abruptly, and they turned their heads in shock.

Only then did they notice, at the edge of the dim emergency light, a "person" had silently appeared out of nowhere.

It was a young woman wearing a plain white patterned kimono, her black hair flowing like a waterfall, her skin pale to the point of near transparency, her features delicate and serene, yet her eyes deep enough to seem to suck in all light.

She stood barefoot on the dust-covered floor, yet around her not a speck of dust clung—indeed, faint water droplets could be seen condensing and dripping from her kimono sleeves and hair tips.

On her face was a pure yet detached smile, as she watched the scene before her with keen interest, as if observing an entertaining play.

"Who the hell are you?!" Fujisaki Tatsuya shouted, instantly drawing his gun and pointing it at the strange woman who had appeared out of nowhere.

Fujisaki Kenji also released Asuka, stepping back half a step in shock and doubt.

Hanamura Kasumi—or rather, the being known as "Village Flower Princess"—paid no heed to the dark muzzle of the gun.

She tilted her head slightly, her voice ethereal and pleasant to hear, yet carrying an inhuman indifference: 【Human males—really, no matter the time, can never escape this boring instinct. But—】

Her gaze fell on the frightened, wide-eyed Asuka, and her smile deepened: 【This girl is indeed bright—like a firefly in the rainy night, no wonder that boy couldn't let go.】

"Who the hell are you?! How did you get in?!" Fujisaki Kenji also drew his gun, the brothers standing back-to-back, nervously facing this woman who had materialized from nowhere with an eerie presence.

"She looks like that Disney urban legend, the Snow Woman Princess?"

"Nonsense, you're lying—it's not real! Just some damn American pulling off a marketing scam!"

Unfortunately, neither side could understand the other's language.

【I'm just a passing old-world ruler, remember that.】Hanamura Kasumi chuckled lightly, stepping forward with a floating gait, mimicking the chuunibyou lines translated by Uesugi Muneshige: 【The scheming frog, always touching your belly!】

Though she moved slowly, Fujisaki Tatsuya suddenly realized his fingers couldn't pull the trigger—his entire body felt as if wrapped in invisible cold rain, stiff and sluggish.

【Originally, I thought watching a beast tear apart flowers would be quite entertaining—but unfortunately, you're too impatient, wanting to crush the flower before it's fully bloomed, losing all its charm.】

She said this, her pale fingers lightly hooking.

Instantly, a water spear pierced through Fujisaki Tatsuya's ear from the side and shot straight out the other!

The next second, the world in Fujisaki Tatsuya's eyes violently flipped!

He saw his own gun-hand, uncontrollably, turn and point at his brother, Fujisaki Kenji!

And Fujisaki Kenji, too, found his face twisted with ferocity, yet against his will, he aimed his gun at his brother!

"No! Kenji! My hand!!" Fujisaki Tatsuya screamed in terror.

"Bro! I can't control it!!" Fujisaki Kenji cried out, his soul fleeing his body.

Their eyes met in extreme fear and struggle, but under Hanamura Kasumi's amused gaze, their fingers were pulled by an invisible force, slowly pressing the trigger—"Bang! Bang!"

Two gunshots echoed in the basement.

Fujisaki Tatsuya was hit in the shoulder, blood spraying; Fujisaki Kenji was struck in the abdomen, crying out as he collapsed.

Immediately, that invisible force took control, making them drop their guns and lunge at each other like puppets on strings, fists and feet flying as they fought like mad tigers—each blow heavy and brutal, producing dull thuds on flesh. Soon, both were bleeding from the head, groaning on the ground, unable to rise, their injuries so severe they could no longer crawl, their eyes unfocused, as if they had endured the most brutal internal surrender.

And the ropes binding Asuka had, at some point, come loose.

Arimura Hana walked over to Asuka, who was curled up on the sofa, trembling, her mind blank from witnessing this supernatural scene, and extended her icy fingers, gently brushing over the tear tracks still wet on Asuka's cheeks.

【Scared? It's okay now.】Her tone was like soothing a startled small animal, but there was still not much warmth in her eyes: 【This performance was somewhat interesting, but the cockroach's base nature—seeing it once or twice is enough; more becomes boring, hehe, this is just a kind of reincarnation, endlessly staged throughout the cockroach's history of thousands of years.】

After speaking, her figure dissolved like water vapor into the air, silently fading away, along with that clear, damp scent, quickly dissipating, as if she had never appeared.

Only the basement remained, filled with the heavy stench of blood and gunpowder, two seriously injured unconscious kidnappers, and a dazed rescued girl.

After a moment, Asuka finally regained a trace of consciousness from the immense impact.

Is it her?!

Rumored to have signed a contract with Mr. Uesugi, the entity that occasionally appears at home and elsewhere, the urban legend "Tokyo Disney Snow Maiden Princess"!

Indeed, Mr. Uesugi and Mai-sama have always been protecting me, always!

Asuka took a deep breath, she clutched her little heart, glanced at the Wisteria Cape Brothers on the ground with heads split and blood flowing, and also saw where one of them had opened his belt and the zipper was flung open, filled with disdain, she "tsk"ed.

Anyway, you've never had a woman spend Christmas with you, right?

Two scumbags!

She didn't even have time to tidy her disheveled clothes and torn stockings, nor to put on shoes, barefoot on the foot wearing only thick black stockings, she stumbled and lurched toward the basement exit, shoved open the heavy door with all her strength, and stumbled into the icy, dark night outside, running while shouting with all her might: "Save me—!!!"

Earlier, in the Special Mission System Office of the Metropolitan Police Department.

When Uesugi Muneyuki said "Asuka—will be fine" and displayed abnormal calm, it was not entirely bluffing.

He had actually considered early on that someone might attack his people, so he had already asked several grudges to assist and pay attention to watching over them.

The others were all fine: Minami is a mid-level official in the Metropolitan Police Department (soon to be promoted to senior), Eirina excels in martial arts, Mikoto is a proper physician, Mai Xuejie—hehe.

Others like Kashiwagi Misa and Tei Reiji, Uesugi Muneyuki clearly distinguished them as not his own—just kick hard, no psychological pressure needed.

Sakura is somewhat ambiguous, but she is very smart and knows how to avoid danger, and is also a female idol—under various activities and operational attention, plus his reminders, it's impossible for her to be alone.

Only Asuka is a minor, and she sometimes leaves Uesugi Muneyuki's sight.

When arranging Asuka's daily protection, he indeed made more detailed arrangements.

The "Village Flower Princess" Arimura Hana, whose temperament is hard to grasp yet abnormally strong.

After Uesugi Muneyuki realized the threat posed by the "Sakikawa Restoration Army" exceeded conventional protection ranges, he gritted his teeth and made a request to this non-human entity.

The dialogue from memory remains clear:

【Protect that little bird? A-shu-shu Asuka Sauce? You haven't had sexual relations with her, have you?】

Arimura Hana was then looking at the rain under the eaves, head not turned, voice hollow: 【Is this fun? Is this like a painting? Is this the river?】

【She is very important to me.】Uesugi Muneyuki bowed: 【This is the Ganges River.】

【Human "importance" means nothing to me.】The Village Flower Princess replied indifferently: 【But during this period, I have indeed enjoyed many interesting things through you—so, if I'm in a good mood, perhaps I'll reach out to meddle in trivial matters. But if I'm in a bad mood, I might also want to witness the cockroaches' behavior of eating their own kind's corpses.】

【What "Death Mansion" or whatever superior species, etc., is actually quite fun too~that kind of play really brings immersion!】

R18G is as normal for the Village Flower Princess as eating a meal at the table, Uesugi Muneyuki felt a chill in his heart, but thinking of Asuka's pure smile, he still said in a low voice: 【Please, Princess, act as you see fit. Uesugi Muneyuki will surely repay.】

【Repayment?】Arimura Hana finally turned, her deep eyes gazing at him, as if able to see through the soul:

【I heard that at your Yonezawa Uesugi Shinai, deep in the old forest behind it, there is a sealed weeping spring, the wine brewed from its water, even gods would get drunk from it—take me to play, perhaps I'll be in a good mood then.】

【Of course, I heard that Uesugi Kenshin's ashes are also there, the New God's ashes—let me smell them?】

Shall I scatter Kenshin Kō's ashes for you?

That night, Uesugi Muneyuki pondered long, finally deciding to do something disrespectful to his ancestors.

He agreed: 【Fine. As long as the Princess ensures Asuka's safety.】

Precisely because this extraordinary "insurance" exists, Uesugi Muneyuki could maintain core calm after learning of the kidnapping.

But he also knew that Arimura Hana's "mood" and "help" boundaries are blurred, and the risk is not completely eliminated.

The Village Flower Princess is ultimately not human, even said to be an existence that inherently harbors malice toward humanity.

Just as leftists daily lecture on "people's history view," but in reality, throughout history, human labor harvests have involved countless oxen, horses, dogs (literal oxen, horses, dogs) participating, yet there is no "oxen horse dog history view" similarly.

The Village Flower Princess never feels that "cockroaches" and she are the same thing, naturally also has no empathy; from a certain angle, Inner World People are the same— to them, the Outer World is more a place to obtain resources and provide a concealed identity location.

Until now, a thread of thought with damp sensation, only he could feel, transmitted from his chakras: 【Game over, flower unbroken, I let the bugs fight themselves. Remember your promise, Uesugi.】

Uesugi Muneyuki's tense heartstrings finally relaxed slightly, but immediately felt a hint of heaviness due to the content of that "promise."

Should I take the Village Flower Princess to play at the Yonezawa Uesugi Shinai?

Won't she want to eat Kenshin Kō's ashes mixed with rice?

But for now, the most important thing is—

"Minami," he immediately said to his wife: "Location locked. Kanagawa Prefecture, edge of Yokohama City, basement of an old apartment building. Asuka has escaped, kidnappers severely injured. Immediately notify Kanagawa Prefectural Police to seal the perimeter, we're heading over right now!"

Watanabe Minami, though not fully understanding, executed without hesitation due to her absolute trust in her husband and the urgency to save lives at this moment.

The order was passed through the Metropolitan Police Department's highest emergency channel, simultaneously contacting the Kanagawa Prefectural Police Headquarters directly via the National Police Agency!

In an instant, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, this massive violence machine, displayed astonishing mobilization capability and cross-regional influence. With the Special Mission Unit and Investigation Division 1 elites as main force, equipped with SAT Special Assault Team, Forensic Identification Division experts,

Medical team's large fleet, flashing with piercing red-blue emergency lights, like a majestic light dragon, tearing through the night sky, speeding toward Kanagawa like wind and lightning.

At the same time, Kanagawa Prefectural Police also received the highest-level cooperation order, large numbers of police dispatched in advance, conducting outer perimeter封锁 and警戒 on the target area.

When Tokyo's police forces merged with Kanagawa's local police, sealing that abandoned industrial zone watertight, the vanguard had already, based on the precise location provided by Uesugi Muneyuki, found that dilapidated apartment building and hidden garage.

The SAT officers and detectives who first rushed into the basement were shocked by the scene before them.

Two men lay in pools of blood, besides gunshot wounds, they also had numerous obvious blunt force and laceration injuries, as if from fierce combat, unconscious, but vital signs still present—these were the nationally wanted Wisteria Cape Brothers.

Scattered on the ground were Glock pistols, shell casings, ropes, tape. In the corner, a wrinkled dark blue pleated skirt uniform jacket and a black leather shoe lay fallen.

And the most important target— Saito Asuka, had already been found by the earliest-arriving Kanagawa Prefectural Police at a nearby street corner. She was wrapped in the blanket given by police, soaked through (caught in rain while fleeing), barefoot on one foot, the other foot's stockings covered in mud, black stockings torn in multiple places, exposing skin with abrasions and bruises, face deathly pale, eyes still haunted, but indeed she had not suffered fatal or sexual harm.

She intermittently cried out about being kidnapped, and about the kidnappers wanting to assault her, leading to an argument that gradually evolved into "mad mutual killing," but regarding the Village Flower Princess's appearance, the girl intentionally concealed it.

This is the "thing" sent by Mr. Uesugi and Mai-sama to protect me!

Those matters of the Inner World cannot be known to others!

Mai-sama already told me!

The crime scene investigation results left even experienced forensic officers frowning: from the ballistics and wounds, the Wisteria Cape Brothers had indeed shot each other and engaged in unusually intense hand-to-hand combat, matching the trait of "inner betrayal."

Yet many details carried an inexplicable strangeness—such as certain strike angles and forces that ordinary people could not inflict on their own brothers; no clear traces of a third combatant were found at the scene, yet there was a peculiar, rapidly dissipating sense of dampness.

"What on earth is going on?" Inspector Shirotori muttered, gazing at the Wisteria Cape Brothers being lifted onto the ambulance.

Uesugi Muneyuki and Watanabe Minami, who had rushed over in haste, first confirmed Asuka's safety.

"Minami-sister, Mr. Uesugi!" Asuka, seeing Uesugi Minami arrive, could not help but tears stream down again.

Minami tightly embraced the shivering girl, repeatedly offering comfort.

Ishihara Mikoto and Ikeda Erena also came over with red-rimmed eyes.

"Ashura Rei, are you alright?" "Don't be afraid, Ashura, Mom is here!"

Uesugi Muneyuki then silently walked to the basement entrance, his gaze sweeping over the chaotic and strange crime scene.

The rainy night had not yet ended, and cold rain drizzles fell once more.

He lifted his head and glanced at the pitch-black, starless and moonless sky, as if engaging in a silent confrontation with some formless presence.

After the Wisteria Cape Brothers were apprehended, perhaps his certain hypothesis could finally be thoroughly verified—

That is, he thought, perhaps the Sakikawa Restoration Army, from its very inception, through a series of activities, to such heaven-defying actions, might all stem from a staggering game of strategy!

Or perhaps it is, a staggering deception!

Everyone has been played by "That Esteemed One" in the palm of their hand!