Chapter 351

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Chapter 351: The Fox Spirit – “I Need Your Help With My Training”

Bai Wei was jolted awake by the sudden ring of his phone.

Last night, while indulging in a vivid daydream about a frenzied shark scene, he had intended to laze in bed all morning. Yet, a single line from the other end of the call instantly snapped him out of his cozy stupor.

Jingūji woke up.

Saki Jingūji, to be precise. She had regained consciousness and was asking to see him. There was no room for hesitation. Bai Wei swiftly freshened up and headed out.

The hospital was a specialized facility adjacent to the shrine. It wasn’t a place for the typical infirm; instead, it catered to injuries tied to the mystical realm. Alongside surgical care, it employed therapists skilled in handling spiritual ailments.

When Bai Wei arrived at the hospital’s entrance, he spotted two familiar figures— Igarashi Shimizu and Yoshine Ise, the sword witches. Yoshine sat in a wheelchair, both of them clearly still recovering.

“How are your injuries?” Bai Wei asked.

Igarashi Shimizu replied with a faint smile, “Thanks to you, my recovery is progressing well. Please, don’t worry about us.”

“Alright,” Bai Wei responded plainly.

Shimizu raised an eyebrow, looking mildly irritated. “Couldn’t you be a bit more… polite?”

“I started polite,” Bai Wei quipped.

Both women choked on their words, exchanging glances. Despite their annoyance, their admiration for him remained undiminished. Bai Wei’s unique charm held strong—it was hard to stay mad at a man who was good-looking, brave, and their savior.

Inside, Saki Jingūji’s room was on the fifth floor. Before the elevator doors opened, loud voices echoed down the corridor.

“That is my daughter! Why can’t I see her?!” a middle-aged man yelled angrily.

Three shrine priests stood firm, blocking his path. “Miss Jingūji’s condition is unstable,” one of them stated calmly. “Even family members cannot visit her yet. Please respect our rules.”

The man, wearing glasses and seething with frustration, tried to push past them. The priests, radiating spiritual energy, halted him effortlessly.

A woman in an elegant kimono beside the man frowned. “We just want to see our daughter. Is this how the shrine treats people?”

“This hospital is under shrine jurisdiction,” the head priest said firmly. “You’re not guests here; you’re intruding. Please leave before we take further action.”

The man bristled, clearly on the verge of starting a scene.

Standing in the back, Igarashi Shimizu sighed. “I know nothing about Jingūji’s family,” she admitted. “She’s always been private about her personal life.”

Yoshine Ise nodded. “She avoids the topic. All we know is that she was once a shrine maiden at Inari Shrine before being recommended here. Even her living arrangements are solitary.”

Bai Wei recalled something Jingūji had once said in passing—her family had disowned her, deeming her unwanted.

But this confrontation outside her room? It hinted at a more complicated truth.

Bai Wei walked forward, and one of the shrine priests immediately recognized him. “Mr. Bai, Miss Jingūji has been expecting you. Please, come in.”

The tension in the corridor escalated.

“Who is this man? Why does he get to see my daughter?” the furious father demanded.

Ignoring the noise, Bai Wei entered the room.

Saki Jingūji sat by the window, gazing out at the scenery. Hearing the door, she turned and smiled. “You’re here,” she said softly.

Her body tilted precariously toward the open window. Startled, Bai Wei moved swiftly to catch her.

She ended up in his arms, her lithe figure light as a feather. Her hospital gown, though simple, did little to hide her graceful curves.

Her face, devoid of makeup, glowed with an ethereal beauty. She stared up at him with wide, innocent eyes, saying nothing.

In that moment, the world seemed to slow. It was like a midsummer dream—the sunlight filtering through leaves, a girl bending down to meet your gaze, her hair shimmering in the golden light. A moment etched into memory, timeless and serene.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” she asked gently, breaking the spell.

Bai Wei quickly released her, his composure returning.

“The influence of the Fairy Principle…” he muttered. “Even disrupted my senses. Clever fox spirit.”

Her pout was playful. “Oh no, I’ve been found out! Was my act not convincing enough?”

“You’re too mischievous,” Bai Wei replied, pinching his nose in mock annoyance.

She tilted her head, pretending to sulk. “Men are so difficult to please. Tempt you, and I’m called frivolous. Hold back, and I’m deemed dull. What do you want?”

“Charm with dignity,” Bai Wei said.

The fox spirit grinned. “Challenge accepted.”

But her tone shifted as she circled behind him, her nails grazing his shoulders. Her voice grew softer, almost hypnotic.

“Let’s not dance around. I need your help,” she whispered.

“You want me to wake her up?” Bai Wei asked.

“Exactly. Only you can bring her back,” the fox spirit replied, her eyes shimmering with unspoken intent.

Bai Wei hesitated.

The fox spirit leaned closer, her voice a melodic hum. “Afraid of what you’ll find? Or afraid of what it might mean?”

Behind her, six fox tails emerged, glowing with an otherworldly pink hue. She suddenly pinned him to the bed, her sharp fangs gleaming as she grinned wickedly.

“Let it go?” she whispered seductively.

“What… Say that again?” Bai Wei replied, his voice steady but his heart racing.