Yang No only knows Ye Xing, and only regards her as "Yang No" instead of "Yukinoshita's eldest daughter".
so.
Speak freely.
The point is, no matter what you say, how can you drink glass after glass of wine?
With my current physical condition, even high-proof liquor would taste no different from plain water.
To be honest, when Ye Xing saw Yukinoshita Haruno's attitude at first, she was really scared.
They made a fuss for a long time.
You can't do it either.
"Okay, I'll take you back."
After paying the bill, Ye Xing looked at Yang Nai, who couldn't even stand up, shook his head helplessly, and reached out to support him.
Yang Nai seemed to have no strength left in her legs from drinking so much that she leaned directly into his arms.
"You let the wine take all this."
Ye Xing helped Yang Nai out of the bar, came to the elevator door on this floor, and shook him.
"Hey, where do you live? How can I get you back?"
Yang Nai didn't reply, but just fumbled in her bag for a long time. With her slender white fingers, she picked up a room card and waved it in front of him.
"hiss..."
Ye Xing took the room card and had a bad feeling in his heart.
Why does the development of this plot feel a bit familiar?
Could it be? Could it be? Could it be?
.......
After sending Yukinoshita Haruno to the hotel room, Ye Xing took a look at her.
Well, very nice, very sophisticated suite that made both my heads spin.
but...
Ye Xing looked down at Yang Nai who was unconscious.
I don't have the habit of picking up corpses.
He helped Yang Nai to the bedside, and with an extremely direct and rough move, threw her directly onto the bed.
As for washing the other person's face, taking off shoes, and covering him with a blanket?
That's bullshit, man.
We have done our best to send it back.
Just when Ye Xing wanted to turn around and leave, Yang Nai, who seemed to have drunk too much, suddenly supported himself and crawled up.
Then she made a surprising move.
I saw Yukinoshita Haruno's two white arms wrapped around Yexing's neck, her eyes were hazy with drunkenness, her lips gently pressed against his ears, and she spoke softly in an extremely charming, yet somewhat embarrassed tone.
"Can you stay with me again tonight?"
Ye Xing frowned slightly, thinking that he had originally planned to go to the other world he had not seen for a long time that night to devour evil spirits.
This is a real dilemma...
No, it's not difficult.
When can’t we go to the other world?
In this situation, how can we not rush?
Ye Xing took the initiative and pushed Yang Nai down on the soft bed.
Yang Nai smiled, folded her two long beautiful legs together, and kicked off her shoes.
Then, she rubbed her legs, which were in slim-fitting suit trousers, gently against Ye Xing's sides. She stretched out her pink tongue and licked Ye Xing's face like a cat, and whispered without any concealment.
"Turn out the lights."
As the switch was pressed, the hotel room fell into darkness.
Only the hazy moonlight reflected the two overlapping figures.
Yang Nai bit her pink lower lip lightly and let out a suppressed cry of pain.
.......
A night of physical training.
It is not an exaggeration to call it physical training.
This kind of sport tests not only physical strength, but also explosive power and a calm mind.
When Yang Nai woke up from his sleep, the first thing he saw was a ray of sunlight shining through the gap in the curtains.
And the night stars sitting in a chair under the sunlight, watching the news on TV.
Yang Noi drank too much last night, and her reaction seemed to be slow.
It was not until a few seconds later that she realized her current situation.
Cardiac arrest.
Seeing that Ye Xing didn't seem to notice him, Yang Nai quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be still sleeping.
She felt her body was very tired.
Yang Nai knew very well what happened after Ye Xing sent her back to her room last night.
What about fooling around after drinking and having amnesia when waking up? Those are just excuses.
If you really drink to the point of losing memory, there is no way you will have the energy to do that kind of thing.
Yang Nai remembered every detail clearly.
She even remembered clearly which postures she used.
like...
Used a lot.
Yang Nai's pretty face flushed with shame. She tried hard to keep her breathing even and pretended to be still asleep, but her brain was constantly working.
How to do?
Yang Nai is not the kind of shy little girl.
It was done, and she did it on her own initiative, so she didn't feel any regrets.
But what should I do next?
The sound of news broadcast on TV reached Yang Noi's ears.
"The Kyoto Municipal Museum was invaded yesterday. This morning, the Metropolitan Police Department has officially issued a notice, confirming that none of the exhibits in the museum, including the famous sword Onimaru Kunitsuna, were damaged or lost."
"This is a blessing in disguise. It once again shows the citizens the Kyoto Metropolitan Police Department and the on-site commander, Soichiro Yagami, their ability to quickly handle sudden criminal incidents and their calmness in the face of danger."
........
At the same time, inside the Metropolitan Police Department.
Watching the broadcast on TV, Soichiro Yagami, who had not slept all night, looked tired and complicated.
Just like what "Mask" said.
According to the official report, Onimaru Kunitsuna was not stolen.
Although Yagami Soichiro didn't know whether he should do this, he had no other choice.
When the director of the Kyoto City Museum arrived at the scene and saw the empty safe, his face changed instantly.
Soichiro Yagami, who has many years of experience in criminal investigation, can naturally see it.
The "mask" did take away the real Onimaru Kunitsuna.
The person in charge of the Kyoto City Museum, even the Metropolitan Police Department was on guard against him, but in the end he still lost this famous sword that was handed down from generation to generation.
But what happened next was something Soichiro Yagami had never expected.
The museum director, his superiors at the Metropolitan Police Department, and even the top leaders of Kyoto City, although they did not say it explicitly, all expressed the same hint.
"Kitsuna Onimaru has no actual value, it is just a souvenir for the spirit. The original is gone, so the perfect replica in the display cabinet is the real thing."
Soichiro Yagami thought about these words and the five-word instruction given to him by his superior.
“Think about the bigger picture.”
He had no choice but to pretend to be ignorant even though he knew the truth.
At the same time, Soichiro Yagami also felt a sense of relief.
He felt that his decision to help the "Mask" might be the right one.
Onimaru Kunitsuna chose the other party as his master.
Perhaps only in the hands of the other party can this famous sword, which has been handed down from generation to generation, show its true value.
Instead of becoming a so-called spiritual sustenance, it is an ordinary cold weapon that can be replaced at any time.
Soichiro Yagami was thinking about Onimaru Kunitsuna.
But deep down he also knew.
My own situation is the same.
.......
Kyoto was not the only city to see the news report.
Ukiyo-e Town, amidst a quaint wooden house.
"call..."
A skinny and short old man watched the broadcast on TV and took a sip of the hot teacup.
His body is no different from that of a normal human.
But the back of the head is extremely long, which looks a bit funny.
This old man is called Nura Nabi (from Nura: Rise of the Yokai Clan)
Don't be fooled by his appearance, he is the leader of the monsters.
In the story of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, the Nura-Odeon, the leader of all the demons, is him.
Although it is a monster, Nurarihyon had already realized it hundreds of years ago.
With the development and progress of human beings, there will be no place for monsters in the world in the future.
To this end, he created the Nura Group with the aim of concentrating the power of monsters to protect the continuation of the monster community.
"Kyoto..."
Standing behind Nurarihyon was a tall man with half of his face covered by long hair, making his face look a little scary.
The man asked respectfully.
"What should we do?"
Nurarihyon was watching the news report on TV, and a look of worry flashed across his old face.
"The one who would take such a big risk to steal Onimaru Kunitsuna is either a madman who is greedy for money, or an exorcist who knows the value of this sword."
"Since the Metropolitan Police Department's report did not say that the criminal was shot dead or arrested, it proves the second one."
"I guess Onimaru Kunitsuna has been stolen, but Kyoto is hiding it."
After all, Nurarihyon was a great demon who had lived for hundreds of years. He was able to guess the truth of the matter based on just a few words in the news report.
But he was confused.
In this world, there are still exorcists so powerful that even the Metropolitan Police Department cannot stop them?
"Bull ghost."
