RBCT Chapter 118 reveals
Chapter 118 reveals
Chapter 118 reveals
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The woman didn't speak, but a hint of ferocity flashed in her eyes.
Kirihara Akatsuki could tell that she truly harbored murderous intent.
Just as Kirihara Akira was about to make a move, Hino Harufumi's voice finally came through the earpiece.
"Young Master, I'm here."
Kirihara Akira remained alert and asked, "What's the situation on your end? Are you injured?"
"I'm fine."
"Why were there shots fired over there?"
"I don't have a gun. There are two guns at the scene, one in the hands of Naoto's bodyguard and the other in the hands of another assassin."
Kirihara Akira frowned and asked, "What about Daimon Naoto?"
There was a moment of silence on the other end, as if Hino Harufumi was confirming something, before he said in a deep voice:
He died.
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"Kirigara Akatsuki's breathing stopped for a moment."
"You don't need to worry too much about me. I've already left the scene. I disguised myself and left along the road. No one is following me right now."
Kirihara Akira didn't reply. She took off her headphones, pulled out her SIM card, and tossed it into the lemonade on the bar.
Although this action is no longer of much significance.
He said coldly, "You've achieved your goal. Do you want to continue fighting?"
Kirihara Akira immediately realized that the guy in front of him wasn't there to kill him.
First of all, he is now considered the young master of the Mori family. In broad daylight, without even pretending, he just kills someone. Is he trying to slap the Mori family in the face?
Secondly, Kamio Chowa knew her own strength. If she intended to kill someone, she should have used a gun, poison, or any of those dirty methods, instead of rushing over and engaging in hand-to-hand combat with a knife.
Everyone here is a smart person; once things have been said to this point, there's no need to put on any more act.
The woman changed her attitude and sat down in another booth.
Kirihara Akira sat down opposite her with a blank expression.
It's hard to imagine that enemies who just fought so fiercely, wishing they could rip each other's heads off, would now be sitting together, drinking coffee, and silently looking at each other.
The shop owner was a sensible person. When he came back and saw that the two hadn't left, he didn't call the police or say anything. Instead, he quietly changed "open" to "closed" and gave each of them free water and tea.
The stalemate lasted for five minutes, during which Kirihara Akira also stared at her for five minutes.
This woman is indeed beautiful.
Kirihara Akira, however, understood why she wanted to hide her identity.
In the fierce battle just now, Kirihara Akira had seen her as a woman, but now, for the first time, Kirihara Akira calmly looked at her and realized that she should actually be called a "girl".
This face looks too youthful, too immature.
If you don't hide yourself, you probably won't have any deterrent effect on others.
Her delicate, curved eyelashes should have made her appear fragile and feminine, but her indifference and ruthlessness seemed to destroy any warmth or subtlety.
However, while her beautiful face was unfeeling, it wasn't exactly cold; it was just devoid of expression and change.
With her slender figure and height—she's just too adorable.
This emotionless face seems to only show a flicker of emotion in her eyes during a life-or-death struggle.
Kirihara Akatsuki asked, "What should I call you?"
As soon as he said that, Kirihara Akira inexplicably felt like they were on a blind date.
"Lord Reizei," she said coldly.
"A good name." Kirihara Akatsuki then asked, "And you, Reizei Chitose, how did you know where I was?"
"I'm twenty-one years old," said Chitose Reizei, taking out her phone and showing it to Akira Kirihara.
On the screen was Kamio Chowa's captivatingly beautiful face.
She said sweetly, "Xiaojun, I miss you so much~"
Kirihara Akatsuki remained expressionless and did not reply.
Kamio Chowa seemed completely oblivious to his coldness, still chuckling as she said, "I bet you're wearing a poker face right now, and wondering how I knew where you were?"
Kirihara Akira was taken aback for a moment, then realized that this was not a live video, but a screen recording.
In the video, Kamio Chou continued, "Actually, I don't need to know where you are. I just need to know where Daimon Naoto is. Based on his range of movement, I can check the surveillance footage and ask the homeless. That will make it easier to find you."
How about it? Isn't this a great idea? Hehe.
Kirihara Akatsuki frowned and asked, "Why did she record a video? Why didn't she just call me?"
"You might also be wondering why I didn't just video call you," Kamio Chou said with a grin. "Because I'm shy. You're my future husband, and I need to maintain a sense of mystery and novelty now so that we can keep the passion going after we get married."
"Finally, let me answer your question," Kamio Chou said, predictingly. "Naoto Daimon, I didn't hire anyone to kill him."
"The person who killed him was Kurokawa, a bodyguard from your family who betrayed you some time ago."
"Kurokawa is not one of my men."
"In the end, I'm protecting you."
The screen recording is finished.
Kirihara Akira was silent for a moment, then laughed and said, "Has your master lost his mind? He sent you to kill me, to kill the person I was looking for, and he claims it's to protect me?"
This question still wasn't answered by Reizei Chitose.
"Beep beep beep—" The phone in Reizei Chitose's hand rang.
She answered the phone, and came Kamio Chou's slightly neurotic, excited laughter: "Akira-kun, Akira-kun, I'm suddenly not shy anymore! I wanted to hear your voice, so I called!"
"..." Kirihara Akira still couldn't keep up with this neurotic woman's train of thought.
Kamio Chowa continued, "So, did my prediction come true? Wasn't it a brilliant idea to answer your question in advance? Aren't I clever? Aren't I charming?"
He rubbed his temples, looking troubled, and said, "What exactly are you planning?"
"I don't have any ulterior motives—you probably wouldn't believe me if I told you that," Kamio Chou said with a smile. "Of course I have my own purposes, but beyond those purposes, I genuinely want to protect you."
"The reason," Kirihara Akira said succinctly.
"First, I need to ask you, who does Kurokawa work for?"
"The Suruga Group, the Mishima Group, or yours," Kirihara Akira said.
"Heh." Kamio Chou said cheerfully, "That's up to you to figure out; I can only tell you that Kurokawa is acting on someone's orders, using Daimon Naoto to lure you in. The moment you show up, a bullet will pierce your head."
Kirihara Akira said sarcastically, "But I never thought of getting involved."
"Yes, I didn't think it through," Kamio Chowa said.
"Besides, this doesn't make sense," Kirihara Akira said. "Kurokawa defected from the Mori family several months ago. In these past few months, if his backers wanted to kill me, they would have done it long ago. Why wait until today?"
"Hmm, that brings me to your question again," Kamio Chou said. "Akira, have you done anything lately that might have upset someone?"