Chapter 217

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Chapter 217: The Dragon Sakura Club

Imagining the scene.

"You seem a bit absent-minded." Hokusinn Kichyō said, "If there’s something on your mind, even the blade will go dull. That’s not like you."

Yagyū Simozi touched the Tengu Cut sword in her hand and said, "I feel like we’ve switched roles now. I’m the one absent-minded, and you’re extremely focused."

"I am also a daughter of the Hokusinn family. Do you really think I would have divided attention while practicing swordsmanship?" Hokusinn Kichyō asked, "So, what’s the matter?"

Yagyū Simozi didn’t want to say too much, but she already knew a lot, and sooner or later, Hokusinn Kichyō would also find out when she visited the Yagyū residence in the future.

She muttered in a sulky tone, "I’m going to have more younger sisters."

Hokusinn Kichyō was taken aback, "When did you start calling someone your godfather and godmother?"

Clang! The swords clashed, sparking.

"I was just kidding." Hokusinn Kichyō blocked with her sword.

"I’m not joking!" Yagyū Simozi swung her sword irritably, "When I mentioned younger sisters, I meant my brother adopting a little girl."

"I see now." Hokusinn Kichyō was not surprised.

"Why are you accepting it so calmly?"

"She’s not the first one, after all. Isn’t someone already standing in front of me?" Kichyō smirked at her sister.

"Sigh…"

"What’s wrong with having more younger sisters? Or is it because of your experience as my sister for so many years that you’ve deduced that younger sisters are destined to become their older brother’s nemesis?"

"Well… never mind. You talk about it so lightly, do you have any siblings?" Yagyū Simozi surprisingly didn’t argue.

"How extravagant. I wanted a younger brother and sister, but my father isn’t trying hard enough." Hokusinn Kichyō caressed the Nine-Syllable Blade. "I don’t mind if he remarries, after all, it has been many years since my mother passed away. He works hard alone, doesn’t even visit pleasure establishments, and has no impure relationships with other women."

"I must say, I have a favorable impression of your father. He’s a good man."

"So he’s invested all his energy in maintaining the family business, and such people often age quickly." Hokusinn Kichyō sighed, then realized something, "Why did we start talking about this all of a sudden? I’m still young, it’s not really appropriate to discuss family matters now, right? Can’t we talk about something more exciting, something that suits us?"

"Then what do you want to talk about? Love, perhaps?" Yagyū Simozi raised an eyebrow.

"How’s he been lately? Is he still alone?" Hokusinn Kichyō hinted, and in her free time, she actually often asked Simozi about recent events.

"What else could it be? Would he turn into a dog?"

"Wow, your resentment is really high~ Won’t your brother be angry when he hears? Watch out for the consequences of being so stubborn, you might regret it for a lifetime." Hokusinn teased with an intensified tone.

"Stop the nonsense and let’s fight!" Yagyū Simozi raised her blade, pointing it at Hokusinn’s nose. "I came here to vent my anger on you!"

After the clash, Yagyū Simozi asked, "How far have you progressed?"

"I’m almost at the final level of the White Snake Shrine." Hokusinn Kichyō said confidently, "Another week, at most one more week, and I’ve already mastered seventy percent of its techniques. There are only three moves left – one is a very discreet grabbing technique, another is stomping on the floor, and the last one is a stone-shattering demon art."

"How impressive." Yagyū Simozi mocked, "Do you think you’re playing a game?"

"I’ve become a samurai who can wield a sword and slay demons while countering their moves." Hokusinn Kichyō licked her lips. "Once you’re addicted, you’ll find it quite fascinating. If you have time, you can give it a try."

"I still need to convert my points to learn new sword techniques." Yagyū Simozi whispered, "I’m just a step away from Tengu Cut."

"If you’ve already obtained all the rewards, is this imagined scene still useful for you?"

"I haven’t thought about that… What about you? After completing the shrine’s trials, what are your plans?"

"After completing the trials, what kind of conditions do you think will be fulfilled? Lately, I’ve been dreaming of things I haven’t experienced before, maybe it’s related to that." Hokusinn Kichyō continued, "And I have a feeling that this place will continue to change. Maybe next time, someone unexpected might appear."

In the afternoon, the female university students continued their classes at Far East University, while Bai Wei finally had some free time.

Following the map given by Yamada, Bai Wei found the location and confirmed the door sign that read ‘Dragon Sakura’. Bai Wei had wanted to come and take a look at the Dragon Sakura Club for a long time but never had the time. Although working as an instructor at the Izumi Dojo temporarily solved her livelihood issues, escaping poverty is just the first step. Her goal is to achieve a well-off society and eventually support Sakurai Shiru, so he must find more financial resources.

Today, there wasn’t enough money to afford a baguette with chicken legs and a fruit platter, so Bai Wei settled for adding a bit of tuna slices to make do.

This is an underground club, shrouded in mystery. Generally, clubs like this, operating underground, are often associated with certain grey industries. However, grey industries are not necessarily completely criminal; detectives, fundamentally, also exist on the fringes of grey areas, just like journalists.

The door was open, and Bai Wei entered the room. The interior was well-lit and decorated in a style that was not European, but rather resembled an Eastern tea house. Typically, facilities like this, operating underground, would be more inclined towards a bar or nightclub style, right?

The tea house and coffee shop atmosphere made Bai Wei feel a bit out of place. At this time, there wasn’t anyone else around, and it seemed like it was not yet operating hours. There were traces of cleaning on the floor. Bai Wei went to the front desk but didn’t see anyone. After waiting for a while, he heard footsteps.

"A guest? We’re currently closed… Sorry, we’re not open lately."

The person speaking on the side is a young man.

Is he a young man…?

He stared silently at the man with wavy curly red hair, a waist-cinched cheongsam, and rose-colored lipstick on his lips.

This dressing style looks like…

"Fu Yaokai?" Bai Wei blurted out the Ming Country term, surprised at the eccentrically dressed individual whom he called Fu Yaokai.

"Sorry, I came to the wrong place."

He suddenly realized that this might be an unconventional shop. Although he wanted to make money, diving into certain ventures was not feasible, but perhaps drawing doujinshi could be considered.

The young man with wavy curly hair and dressed in a cheongsam narrowed his eyes and also spoke the Ming Country dialect, saying, "It’s not good to criticize other people’s fashion taste as soon as you come up here."

"Can you understand?"

"Of course, many of the customers here are foreigners," the young man raised an eyebrow and provocatively tousled his hair. "Don’t get it wrong, I am not some Fu Yaokai. This dressing style is my hobby and personal taste. I’m just an ordinary cross-dresser."

"Got it." Bai Wei clasped his hands together and said, "Goodbye!"

He turned around and left, exiting the Dragon Sakura Club.

Young Fu Yaokai didn’t try to stop him either.

A few minutes later, Bai Wei came in again. He didn’t even have money for the tram fare. Well… finding a job and earning a living was more important. A little discomfort in the eyes due to spiciness was tolerable.

"I’m here looking for a job. I heard there are part-time opportunities here," Bai Wei got straight to the point.

"I see." The young man nodded, crossed his arms with a half-open collar revealing muscular chest. "But Dragon Sakura hasn’t been open lately, and the landlady is not here. You’ll have to go through an interview to work part-time here. If someone can directly introduce you, it will be fine."

Bai Wei shook his head. Who would introduce him? There was someone who could introduce him, but they were already dead.

"That’s a bit troublesome then," Young Fu Yaokai shrugged. "We have to wait for the store manager to return, but currently, Dragon Sakura has been closed for three weeks."

"…Sigh." Bai Wei rubbed his forehead with his hand. Since he had already come, he sat down and asked, "Can I have a free cup of coffee?"

"You’re really not polite," Fu Yaokai walked back to behind the counter and rummaged around for a while. Finally, he poured some cold coffee from the coffee machine. "Here."

He continued, "If you’re in a hurry to find a job, I can introduce you."

"Hmm?"

"There’s a gigolo club called ‘Zui Shang Deng’ just half a block away. I think you have the talent…"

"…If I were to become a gigolo, I would absolutely charm the whole nation."

Bai Wei actually had a momentary thought of trying it out. After all, gigolo clubs were just places of business, and most focused on entertainment rather than selling their bodies.

The next moment, he shuddered. Poverty was truly terrifying. It could easily distort one’s thoughts and beliefs.

After finishing his coffee, Bai Wei planned to get up and leave.

"Wait." Fu Yaokai spoke up. "Leave me your contact information. When the boss comes back, you can come for an interview."

"Sure." Bai Wei wrote down a landline number and then asked, "By the way, what kind of part-time work is it here? Is it as a server or a chef?"

He said, "Of course it’s just regular business, what else could it be?"

Bai Wei looked at young Fu Yaokai as he spoke confidently, and the white question mark above his head slowly transformed into a pale yellow exclamation mark.