Chapter 667

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Chapter 667: Father and Daughter

Lin Qiye walked over to Yu Gong Qinghui’s side, carefully examined him, and confirmed that he had no fatal injuries before sitting down next to him.

“How are you?”

“I consumed a bit of my lifespan, but it’s nothing serious.”

Yu Gong Qinghui raised his head and looked at the distant figures of Yuzuriha and Uncle Kyosuke walking together. He slowly spoke, “What about you? How did you end up coming back with him?”

“We killed an oracle envoy, but in the end, he self-destructed. Uncle Kyosuke saved me.”

“Did you ask him what happened?”

“I did, and it’s pretty much what we thought…”

Yu Gong Qinghui, Lin Qiye, and Shen Qingzhu sat side by side in the corner by the wall. The first two were discussing the trap set by Yuzuriha Heizhe, while Shen Qingzhu couldn’t understand what they were saying at all. He simply took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and exhaled a long puff of smoke…

…

On the rain-soaked street, Yuzuriha and Uncle Kyosuke walked side by side. Yuzuriha looked down at her toes, remaining silent.

Uncle Kyosuke wanted to say something but didn’t know where to start. After all, he owed Yuzuriha too much. He could even guess what kind of image he had in her heart…

After much internal struggle, Uncle Kyosuke finally opened his mouth. Regardless of the outcome, whether he could gain Yuzuriha’s forgiveness or not, he hoped to explain things clearly to her.

Before he could speak, Yuzuriha, who had been looking down, suddenly said, “Dad, you must have had a hard time all these years, right?”

Uncle Kyosuke’s body stiffened.

Yuzuriha took two steps forward and noticed that Uncle Kyosuke hadn’t followed. She hesitated for a moment, then softly said, “I’m sorry, Dad…

I used to think you were a scumbag who abandoned your wife and child, just like those portrayed on TV, spending all day drinking, smoking, and gambling, racking up huge debts, and completely forgetting about me and Mom in Yokohama…”

Uncle Kyosuke was stunned for a long time. “What about now?”

“Now I don’t think that way anymore.” Yuzuriha shook her head, her scattered hair blowing chaotically in the wind. “Although we haven’t spent much time together, the Uncle Kyosuke I know is a responsible, kind, and gentle man… If you were a father, you would definitely be the best dad in the world.

Even though I don’t know what you went through to become a fugitive and distance yourself from me and Mom, I believe you must have your reasons…”

Uncle Kyosuke looked at Yuzuriha with a complex expression. He had imagined this day countless times, but he thought today’s conversation would inevitably be filled with angry accusations. In the worst-case scenario, Yuzuriha might even sever their father-daughter relationship.

But he never expected that Yuzuriha would forgive him so easily, even apologizing on her own… Even though she didn’t know the details, she was simply willing to believe in him.

She was too understanding, or rather… too smart.

Smart enough to break one’s heart.

“Do you want to know what happened?” Uncle Kyosuke suppressed the pain in his heart, forcing a smile as he asked.

“I do.” Yuzuriha paused, “But before that, I have a question…”

“What question?”

“If I remember correctly, Dad, when you left home, I should have been under five years old, right?” Yuzuriha looked into Uncle Kyosuke’s eyes. “So how did you know I came to Osaka? You shouldn’t know what I look like when I grew up.”

Uncle Kyosuke’s lips curled slightly. “No, I do know.”

Seeing the confusion in Yuzuriha’s eyes, Uncle Kyosuke smiled. He solemnly took out a few photos from his pocket and handed them to Yuzuriha.

Yuzuriha took the photos and flipped through them one by one, her confusion deepening.

These were photos taken on her birthday each year, where the young her wore a birthday hat and a bright little dress, standing in front of a big cake, clasping her hands to make a wish, and then blowing out the candles.

Seven years old, eight years old, nine years old… twelve years old.

Every year’s photo was here.

“Did Mom send these to you?” Yuzuriha’s confusion grew even more intense. It seemed she thought of something and shook her head. “That’s impossible… Mom passed away when I was nine, and the birthdays after that were celebrated with Grandma Tsuru. She wouldn’t know how to use a camera…”

“No, I took these.”

“You took these?” Yuzuriha stood frozen in place. “But you never came back for my birthday…”

“Just because you didn’t see me doesn’t mean I wasn’t there.” Uncle Kyosuke placed his hand on the hilt of the “Misty Eye” and smiled proudly, saying, “Little Yuzuri, I didn’t miss a single one of your birthdays…”

Yuzuriha’s eyes turned red again as she held the photos. “Then, if you were there, why didn’t you see me?”

“I was afraid that if I saw you, I wouldn’t be able to leave.” Uncle Kyosuke said helplessly, “In the face of a daughter’s tears and pleas, very few fathers can remain stone-hearted… But if I didn’t leave, it would only bring you danger.”

Yuzuriha pressed her lips together, tears swirling in her eyes. She gritted her teeth, quickly ran in front of Uncle Kyosuke, and threw herself into his arms.

Uncle Kyosuke gently embraced her, his eyes filled with love.

“Then… will you leave me again in the future?” After a long time, Yuzuriha looked up at Uncle Kyosuke, tears swirling in her reddened eyes. “Dad, please don’t go…”

Uncle Kyosuke silently looked into her eyes. He didn’t know how long it had been, but he smiled and nodded.

“Okay…”

Hearing this, a smile finally appeared on Yuzuriha’s face. She buried her head in Uncle Kyosuke’s embrace, rubbing her tears on his shiny suit while laughing.

“Dad, your current appearance is fake, right? I want to see what you looked like before…” Yuzuriha seemed to think of something.

Uncle Kyosuke’s expression became a bit conflicted. “Little Yuzuri, Dad’s real face has been injured… It might scare you.”

“I don’t care.” Yuzuriha said stubbornly, “I wouldn’t dislike my dad’s appearance!”

Under Yuzuriha’s relentless insistence, Uncle Kyosuke sighed helplessly. He reached for the hilt of the “Misty Eye” at his waist and gently touched it.

“Alright then…”

A mesmerizing light flashed, and Uncle Kyosuke’s appearance gradually changed into a stranger’s face.

It was the face of a middle-aged man, younger than Uncle Kyosuke, with a more symmetrical face, a standard golden ratio face, and handsome features. His beautiful eyes were filled with the depth and melancholy of a mature man, but in terms of features, he was even more exquisite than Lin Qiye!

However, on his forehead and left cheek, three hideous blood scars seemed to be burned into his flesh, completely ruining this face, transforming it from a strikingly handsome man who could captivate countless women into a fierce and terrifying visage. Even just a glance would frighten people, making it hard to look directly at him.

In Uncle Kyosuke’s arms, Yuzuriha looked up at this face for a long time, and a radiant smile appeared on her face.

“Wow, Dad, you’re clearly super handsome! And you look even better than Brother Qiye!”