Chapter 674

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Chapter 674: Kyosuke’s Request

“Ahhh!!”

Amidst a chorus of gasps, the drop tower plummeted from the sky.

A few minutes later, Uncle Kyosuke was slowly leading Yuzuriha out of the drop tower attraction.

Lin Qiye and Amamiya Haruki were still waiting nearby.

Although Yuzuriha had invited them both to ride the drop tower, Lin Qiye really didn’t want to go. After all, he was someone who had ridden dragons and Nimbus clouds; a drop tower at this height felt trivial to him. If he went up and everyone else was screaming while he stood there expressionless, it would certainly ruin the mood.

Moreover, it was a time for a father-daughter reunion, and he didn’t need to intrude.

“Alright, we’ve finished the last attraction. It’s time for us to head back, okay?” Uncle Kyosuke smiled at Yuzuriha, holding her hand.

Yuzuriha lowered her head and didn’t say anything.

“Little Yuzuri?”

“Um… oh…” Yuzuriha snapped back to reality, raised her head, and forced a smile. “I, I’ll just go to the restroom for a moment.”

Watching Yuzuriha jog toward the restroom, Lin Qiye furrowed his brow slightly.

About ten minutes later, Yuzuriha emerged from the restroom, her head hanging low, looking somewhat lost.

“What’s wrong? Little Yuzuri?” Uncle Kyosuke asked, puzzled.

“It’s nothing.” Yuzuriha smiled faintly. “Let’s go back.”

The group walked along the colorful path of the amusement park toward the exit, but the atmosphere felt heavy. Yuzuriha hardly spoke, and even when Uncle Kyosuke tried to initiate conversation, she only responded absentmindedly.

Light rain began to fall from the sky, and dark clouds gradually obscured the heavens. It was still afternoon, yet there was no trace of sunlight.

Even so, the noise and laughter of the amusement park continued unabated. Tourists opened their umbrellas, forming groups as they queued for attractions. Cartoon-themed rides played cheerful music, inching along the path.

Upon reaching the amusement park’s entrance, Yuzuriha suddenly stopped.

“What’s wrong? Little Yuzuri?” Uncle Kyosuke turned to ask.

Yuzuriha stood there with her head down, her eyes reddening as tears welled up uncontrollably. Her small body trembled slightly as she slowly crouched down, hugging herself tightly.

Lin Qiye and Amamiya Haruki exchanged glances.

“I’m sorry…” Yuzuriha buried her head in her arms, her voice choked with sobs. “I, I just can’t help it…”

Uncle Kyosuke was taken aback and immediately spoke up, “Little Yuzuri, do you want to keep playing? It’s okay; we can go back and continue playing. We can buy some umbrellas at the store…”

“Thank you, but that’s not necessary… Big Brother Jin.”

Yuzuriha managed to squeeze out a smile through her tear-streaked face.

Uncle Kyosuke stood frozen in place.

Lin Qiye and Amamiya Haruki stood silently, letting out a sigh.

“My dad… he’s afraid of heights, so he wouldn’t ride the drop tower with me. Even if he did, he wouldn’t be that happy…” Yuzuriha’s voice was a bit choked. “I should have realized this earlier. We killed the Oracle Envoy; this matter can’t just end like this. Dad worked so hard to get the [Black Rope]; he wouldn’t just give up like that…

So many Oracle Envoys have died. If he wants to attack the [Pure Land], now is the best opportunity… My little brother is still being tormented. At this point, how could he come to the amusement park with me and have so much fun?”

Uncle Kyosuke stood there for a long time, sighed deeply, and the golden illusion dissipated, returning to Jin’s form.

Meanwhile, the [Chizuru] that Yuzuriha was holding transformed into a cute bubble sword.

From the moment Yuzuriha opened the door today, Jin had been hypnotizing her.

This was Uncle Kyosuke’s request.

Last night, after Yuzuriha fell asleep, Uncle Kyosuke borrowed both [Chizuru] and [Rain Collapse] and rushed to Tokyo overnight. Except for Yuzuriha herself, everyone else was in the know.

Uncle Kyosuke wanted to stay and accompany Yuzuriha, but if he wanted to attack the [Pure Land], he couldn’t miss this opportunity. So he had to ask Jin to take on his appearance, at least to accompany his daughter to the amusement park once, ensuring she had a beautiful memory…

“Little Yuzuri, you don’t need to worry too much.” Lin Qiye squatted down in front of her. “This time, your dad will definitely bring your little brother back. Then your family will be reunited.”

Amamiya Haruki nodded in agreement.

“But…” Yuzuriha thought of the nightmare she had last night, feeling uneasy. She looked up at Jin. “Big Brother Jin, you don’t need to worry about me. Go help my dad quickly.”

Jin glanced at Lin Qiye, who nodded back.

“Then I’ll go. You take good care of her…”

With that, Jin transformed into golden light and vanished from the spot.

Lin Qiye watched Jin disappear, then reached out his hand to Yuzuriha, smiling as he said:

“Let’s go home.”

……

Tokyo.

Under the dark, heavy thunderclouds, this modern city flickered with enchanting lights. The buzzing sound of traffic mixed with distant thunder, and through the mirrored surfaces of skyscrapers, deep blue lightning could be seen dancing between the clouds.

As the storm approached, pedestrians quickened their pace. Just as the red light began to flash overhead, a large number of people rushed out from the roadside, hurrying home.

The green light switched.

On the dark asphalt road, only one man remained standing.

He wore a black sequined suit, his hair meticulously styled, and a wilted red rose was tucked into his waist pocket. A gust of chilly wind mixed with the light rain blew past, scattering some petals from the rose.

At his waist hung four blades.

Pedestrians saw him and began to whisper among themselves, hastily walking around him, fearing he was a madman carrying knives in the street.

Some even stopped at a distance, pulling out their phones to call the police. Soon after, faint sirens could be heard from the end of the street.

The man stood quietly by the roadside, seemingly indifferent to everything around him. He simply looked up at the sky above, at the massive silver disc suspended between the thunderclouds, his eyes deep and cold like a winter lake.

After an unknown amount of time, he gently raised his hand and brushed it across his face.

The ordinary face of a middle-aged man vanished in an instant, replaced by a cold visage marked by three gruesome scars. If one overlooked those scars, he would undoubtedly appear as a charming and intoxicating gentleman.

At that moment, the pedestrians by the roadside suddenly felt that this face looked somewhat familiar…

They seemed to recall something, and terror flickered in their eyes!

This man, carrying a wilted red rose and with four blades at his waist, was no longer Uncle Kyosuke from the Osaka Black Wutong Club.

Now,

He was the country’s most wanted criminal of the [Fierce Ghost] level,

Yuzuriha Kurotetsu.