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Chapter 106 - 093: Rainy Night, Mystery (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 106: Chapter 093: Rainy Night, Mystery (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

July 15th, night, Roppongi Grand Hotel.

The heavy rain in Tokyo City was still pouring, with bean-sized raindrops pounding on the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The corner of the room was dimly lit, with a small night lamp standing on the bedside table, under which lay a boy in a black hoodie. He was sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed;

But before long, as the "Restraint Incarnation" died violently by the hand of Ghost Bell, Ji Minghuan suddenly opened his eyes from the bed.

At the same time, a red and black warning frame appeared in his pupils.

[Warning: Your "Restraint Incarnation" has died.]

[After a 12-hour cooldown period, the "Restraint Incarnation" can be released again.]

Ji Minghuan looked at the warning panel and then at Tokyo outside the rain-covered windows.

He was expressionless, as if brewing his emotions.

After a while, he took a deep breath and cursed quickly, "Damn old man, stinky old man, rotten old man, violent dumbass, hurry up and go to hell holding mom’s coffin, reincarnate as a big moth in the next life!"

Perhaps... this was the first time Ji Minghuan had faced such murderous intent from a high-level power—before, among strong individuals comparable to Ghost Bell: whether it was Blue Arc or people from the White Crow Travel Brigade, he could barely maintain a good relationship with them.

So he had never experienced such tyrannical and unreasonable oppressive force before.

Experiencing it a little today felt like a vast black river roaring towards him, swallowing every building in its path, almost engulfing him entirely.

Ghost Bell’s crazy face flashed in Ji Minghuan’s mind once again as he slowly crossed his arms under his head and rested his head on them.

He stared at the hotel’s ceiling, deep in thought.

From the outcome of this negotiation, Ji Minghuan indeed had foresight:

——If he had used his main body instead of the "Restraint Incarnation" to meet the old man, his number one body might have inexplicably died on the spot.

Unfortunately, in the end, he still couldn’t establish a cooperative relationship with Ghost Bell.

Perhaps during the negotiation, Ji Minghuan couldn’t help but retort coldly and sarcastically, causing the old man to stay in an out-of-control frenzy from start to finish—other people might still retain some rational thinking after being provoked.

But Gu Zhuo Case utterly ignored his threats, relentlessly venting his anger instead.

Even proper communication, or begging humbly, Ghost Bell would not cooperate with him.

Ji Minghuan knew from the beginning that Gu Zhuo Case had no intention of cooperating with him.

This mad bull was just here to vent his anger.

After some time, when the auction event passed, Gu Zhuo Case’s mind should have calmed down a bit, and then it wouldn’t be too late to try to establish cooperation with the old man.

Soon, Gu Zhuo Case would understand how important the character "Black Cocoon" was to him and Blue Arc.

And now... at least Ji Minghuan’s goal was achieved: to inform the old man that Blue Arc was his good son and to hint about the major event at the upcoming auction.

In this way, it was almost certain that the old man would appear at the auction site.

Thinking of this, Ji Minghuan silently cheered for Ghost Bell in his heart:

"Come on, old man, I’ll keep an eye on the little sister, you protect the big brother, the main task of Black Cocoon depends on you; it’d be best if you could help me kill Jack the Ripper as well, so Xia Pingzhou’s mission would be completed..."

After watching the torrential rain outside for a while, he remembered Kong Youling again.

The image of the white-haired girl flashed through his mind, and he slowly closed his eyes.

But just as drowsiness began to emerge, the thunder that Gu Wenyu and Xia Pingzhou heard overlapped, creating an incredibly loud noise, roughly pulling him back into reality from his sleep.

Ji Minghuan sighed slightly, the sensory overlap of the two bodies doubled the noise, making it unbearable.

Moreover, he inherently hated rainy nights because he was abandoned by his parents on a rainy night...

At times like this, he always felt uneasy, as if he was going to lose something, making him want to find a cabinet to hide himself—once hidden, he’d know nothing.

At this moment, Ji Minghuan suddenly longed for the environment of the detention room. There was no rain, only a vacuum-like silence.

Since he couldn’t sleep and had nothing to do, he synchronized his consciousness with Xia Pingzhou’s perspective.

The wind roared, lightning flashed, and thunder boomed. The windows of the attic trembled, and the door of the coffee shop downstairs vibrated as Xia Pingzhou opened his eyes from the mattress on the floor.

He turned his head from the pillow, sneaking a glance at Ayase Origami, who was sleeping soundly in the moonlight.

Tonight, the second body was still sleeping in the attic with this young lady... Ji Minghuan actually liked the attic, perhaps a habit inherited from the Welfare Institute.

Seemingly sensing his gaze, Ayase Origami slowly opened her eyes, turning her head to cast an emotionless look at him.

The two exchanged glances in silence.

Ayase Origami’s eyes were still hollow, but her gaze was not cold, rather it seemed like she was looking at a little cat startled awake by thunder.

Amidst the sound of pouring rain, she gazed at Xia Pingzhou for a while, then closed her eyes once more.

The attic remained silent, with only the occasional rustling of waste paper rising, densely covering every gap in the windows.

For the moment, the sound of the storm and thunder was completely blocked out.

The world became silent. Only a ray of moonlight shone in through a small hole in the paper.

In the moonlight, the remaining pieces of paper formed a line of Japanese characters in mid-air:

"Little cat, go to sleep early."

Ji Minghuan was momentarily stunned, thinking: Young lady, are you really treating me like a cat?

Seeing Ayase Origami’s peaceful sleeping face in the moonlight, Ji Minghuan also slowly closed Xia Pingzhou’s eyes.

With the kimono-clad girl’s help, Xia Pingzhou’s side quieted down, so the sounds in Ji Minghuan’s mind were no longer like a raucous choir.

Slowly, he fell asleep.

....

....

"Restricted Superpower User, No. 1002—’Ji Minghuan’, mentor visit, quickly make preparations."

The sudden announcement woke Ji Minghuan from his hazy dreams.

When he opened his eyes, the heavy metal gate was already open. He turned his head and saw the mentor walking slowly towards him with his hands behind his back and a gentle smile on his face.

"Good evening."

Ji Minghuan rubbed his eyes, got out of bed, brushed past the mentor, and picked up a towel soaked with water from the floor at the entrance to wipe his face.

He then leisurely sat across from the mentor, rested his chin in his hands, and asked:

"What are you here for today?"

"How did you feel after meeting Filio?"

"A pretty dumb mutt, thought he was a wolf, turns out he’s a husky, oh no... a golden retriever."

"Ha ha..." The mentor laughed, "I told you, he’s not as scary as you imagine."

"I’m very sleepy, hurry and speak if you have something to say." Ji Minghuan hated seeing his smiling face, so he rested his arms on the table and urged impatiently.

"I mentioned last time I would talk to you about your parents." The mentor said with a straight face, "First, the conclusion, they’re still alive."

Saying this, he pulled a photo from his sleeve and placed it on the table.

Ji Minghuan felt a slight stir in his heart and lowered his eyes to look at the photo. In the photo, two figures wrapped in headscarves and dressed in trench coats were visible, but only their facial outlines could be seen.

"What can you see from this?" he frowned.

"This photo was taken by our people in Arabia three years ago; your parents were wandering there at the time."

"Three years ago? Why did you notice my parents three years ago, when the prophecy about me destroying the world is a recent event?" Ji Minghuan caught onto a logical flaw.

The mentor looked into his eyes and slowly intertwined his ten fingers.

"Because your parents... were once one of us."

"Huh?"

"These are their dossiers."

The mentor opened two dossiers placed on the table.

The owner of the left dossier’s name was "Ji Huaiye", and the right was "Lin Xi", with their birth dates, measurements, weight, and detailed records listed down to the last detail.

"Wait a minute, my dad clearly has the surname Ji." Ji Minghuan said, "Would you guys even fabricate parents for me?"

"That’s a fake name... his real name is Ji Huaiye." The mentor said, pulling another photo from his sleeve.

The faces in the photo were unmistakably Ji Minghuan’s parents, wearing lab coats with Hexagram medallions on their shoulders, undoubtedly the "Salvation Society" emblem.

The two faced the camera with faint smiles on their faces.

My parents... were part of the Salvation Society? Ji Minghuan was slightly stunned.

"Your father was once a high-ranking member with us, and your mother was a researcher in the science department... however, according to my investigation, they went missing without reason eight years ago. We’ve been searching for them but haven’t found them." The mentor paused, "We never knew they had a child. Having you seemed to be before they joined the organization, a fact they kept hidden."

Eight years ago... which was the time they locked me in the wardrobe and then disappeared, thinking of this, Ji Minghuan was half believing, half doubting, glancing around, then asked:

"Then why did they disappear?"

The mentor thought for a moment: "We don’t know the reason either; it is still under investigation."

He paused again: "There are many mysteries surrounding your parents, but some things I can tell you clearly. Your father, Ji Huaiye, was a powerful cataclysm-level Superpower User who carried out many high-risk missions for us;"

"And your mother was talented; she helped improve the superpower inhibitors for us and promoted them throughout the organization. The inhibitor used on you now is her scientific achievement..."

"Thinking about it this way, it’s not unreasonable that your potential is so terrifying."

Ji Minghuan was silent for a long time: "You want to say... that they had a reason to leave me behind?"

"Yes." The mentor said, "And this reason is not simple; otherwise, why would they disappear for so many years?"

Ji Minghuan stared into his eyes: "You must know the reason."

"If I knew, I’d definitely tell you." The mentor said, "I just want to say that your father was a well-respected person among us. He was strong, morally upright, and he surely loved you very much, not wanting you to get involved in dangerous matters, protecting you well by keeping you secret from us."

"But... he didn’t know he had a restricted-level child." Ji Minghuan laughed.

"Indeed... your one problem is that you’re a restricted-level superpower user." The mentor said softly, staring directly into Ji Minghuan’s eyes, "And I will surely help you find them and figure out why they left you years ago."

Ji Minghuan didn’t know how much truth lied in the mentor’s words, in the end, he stayed silent for a while, then said:

"Are you done talking? If so, I’m going to sleep."

The mentor was silent for a moment: "Then rest." Saying so, he got up from the table.

"By the way, we’ll be setting up a meeting for you with the second child staying here."

"Spill it, what’s the deal this time?" Ji Minghuan knew that no child who was taken in here could be simple, a fact that was initially evident from the little demon "Filio."

"This child is an Anecdote Envoy."

The mentor paused and slowly lowered his voice: "And bound to him... is a uniquely mythic-level ’Anecdote’."

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