Chapter 931
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Chapter 931 Japan’s Number One Host
“Yurina…”
Lin Qiye murmured this name.
“Hey! Why did you suddenly jump down?” Ji Nian walked to the window and asked in confusion.
Lin Qiye stood in front of the club’s entrance, remained silent for a long while, then looked up and said, “I’m going out for a bit…”
Then, he turned and ran off in a certain direction.
Seeing Lin Qiye leave inexplicably, Ji Nian had a string of question marks floating above her head. She shrugged and sat back down on the leather sofa.
Suddenly, her gaze fell on the black screen hanging at the top of the club’s main hall, directly opposite the private room. On the screen’s surface, white text outlined name after name, with each name followed by different numbers of sparkling crystals that emitted a dreamy glow under the blue-purple lights.
“Kento Kondo, zero crystals… Yota Nakura, one crystal…” Ji Nian read out the names engraved on the screen from bottom to top, “What are those?”
“It’s the ranking of hosts across Japan,” the blue-clothed host explained. “When this club was first built, the master gathered all famous host clubs in Japan and held this ranking competition. One crystal represents a 100,000 yen tip from a customer, and the final popularity ranking is determined by the number of crystals.
Unfortunately, just as this activity started, the world fell into chaos, all other host clubs went bankrupt and closed, leaving only us still on the list.”
Ji Nian’s gaze swept across the screen. Most names had nothing behind them, not a single crystal, with only a few names having scattered crystals.
Ji Nian clicked her tongue, “Your business is really quite dismal, isn’t it?”
“At a time like this, who would still spend money at host clubs? Having one or two crystals is already quite good,” the blue-clothed host laughed self-deprecatingly.
Ji Nian’s gaze gradually moved upward, finally fixing on the top of the list, and she let out a small exclamation.
“Why is this first-place name in gold? And why does he have a black obsidian instead of crystals behind his name?”
The blue-clothed host stared at that golden name for a long time, then smiled helplessly, “That person is different from us…
In a sense, this so-called ranking competition existed because of him alone, and even this largest host club in Japan belongs to him – he’s the real owner here.
There are no crystals after his name because… this screen simply couldn’t fit them all.
On the first day the rankings were displayed, the master personally tipped him 10 billion yen, equivalent to 10,000 crystals, putting him at the top in Japan.
From the moment this activity began, the outcome was already decided… Whether anyone participated, how many tips others received, whether doomsday came, none of that mattered.
Even if he was the only participant, the master would ensure he took the throne of Japan’s number one host in the most glorious and impressive way…
Japan’s number one host, Asaba Nanaya.”
“Your master is quite domineering, isn’t he?” Ji Nian couldn’t help but marvel, “But this name… Asaba, Nanaya… Nanaya…”
Ji Nian repeated this name over and over, and thinking of Lin Qiye’s expression just now, a bold idea suddenly emerged in her mind.
She turned to look in the direction Lin Qiye had gone, her mouth agape in shock:
“No way…”
…
Kazesai House.
In the spacious room, Yurina knelt alone at the table, two pairs of chopsticks neatly arranged on it. In front of her, two portions of pork cutlet rice had gone cold, completely untouched.
Her hands on her knees were tightly clenched.
She looked at the time on the wall and called out to the courtyard, “Takuya, has Takeshiro returned?”
Kazesai Takuya entered the room, looked at the two portions of pork cutlet rice on the table with a complicated expression, and shook his head, “No…”
Yurina sighed helplessly, picked up the two cold portions of pork cutlet rice, and turned toward the kitchen.
“Master, why don’t you eat something first? Takeshiro just called home saying he won’t be back for a while,” Kazesai Takuya couldn’t help saying, “You’ve been with us suppressing riots all day, you’re already very tired. If you don’t eat something, your health will suffer.”
Yurina stood still, her lips pressed together, saying nothing.
Just then, the sound of the door opening came from afar.
Yurina’s eyes immediately lit up. She put down the pork cutlet rice and quickly ran outside, “Takeshiro!”
As soon as she ran out of the room, she froze in place.
She saw Amemiya Haruhide carrying a box on his back, looking at her helplessly, with a sword-carrying youth following behind him.
“Brother Amemiya…” Yurina smiled bitterly.
“Takeshiro hasn’t returned?” Amemiya Haruhide looked around and asked.
“No.”
Amemiya Haruhide frowned slightly and sighed helplessly.
“Brother Amemiya, have you eaten?” Yurina adjusted her mood and asked with a smile.
“I’ve eaten…” Amemiya Haruhide was halfway through his sentence when his peripheral vision caught the two cold portions of pork cutlet rice on the table. After a moment of silence, he changed his words, “I’ve eaten a little, but I’m not full yet. Could you make us something more to eat?”
“Of course, wait a moment, I’ll go make a few more dishes.”
Yurina turned and walked into the kitchen.
Soon, she came out carrying several plates of steaming hot dishes.
Amemiya Haruhide took a few bites, looked at Yurina who was sitting quietly opposite them without touching her chopsticks, and said helplessly, “How does it look with you just watching us eat? Have some too… When Takeshiro returns, we can make another portion.”
Seeing that Amemiya Haruhide had spoken up, Yurina hesitated for a moment, then picked up her bowl and began eating large mouthfuls, as if she was starving.
Seeing this, Amemiya Haruhide smiled slightly, “Let me introduce you – this is the [Valkyrie] Blade Master, Hoshimi Shota.”
“Hello, I’m Shota,” Hoshimi Shota bowed politely.
Yurina bowed back in return.
This was the first time Amemiya Haruhide had brought another Blade Master home to meet Yurina.
“Brother Amemiya, has something happened?” Yurina asked after thinking for a moment.
“It’s actually good news,” Amemiya Haruhide slowly put down his rice bowl and said seriously, “We… might have found the whereabouts of the last Magatsukami blade.”
Hearing these words, Yurina’s eyes lit up, “Does that mean there’s hope for this country?”
“According to the prophecy, yes,” Hoshimi Shota wiped his mouth and replied, “The biggest problem now is that, according to another prophecy, the location of the last Magatsukami blade is extremely dangerous. It would be very difficult for just me and Amemiya to obtain it…”
“We need more Magatsukami Masters to help.”
