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Chapter 109 - 95: Bodyguards at the Auction (Additional Update, Requesting Monthly Tickets)_2

Chapter 109: Chapter 95: Bodyguards at the Auction (Additional Update, Requesting Monthly Tickets)_2

Black Cocoon dispersed the gravity onto the restraint belt, tying up a giant Yaksha statue in front of the villa. He held onto the restraint belt and landed on the top of the statue.

Then, he leapt off the statue’s head and slipped inside the window of the second floor. The second floor was empty; all the guests were gathered on the first floor in the living room.

Like he was at home, Black Cocoon sat down leisurely.

With his back leaning against the redwood railing, he held his breath, keeping the restraint belt transparent. Turning his head, he silently observed the scene in the first-floor living room through the gaps between the railings.

At this moment, a total of nine figures were gathered in the first-floor living room.

Apart from Blue Arc, Ke Qirui, and Su Zimai, among the other six people, Black Cocoon recognized two of them.

One of them wore a kendo outfit, had a high ponytail, and appeared as a valiant young girl, looking no more than 20 years old, her eyes bright and sharp—she was the "Dragon-Level Mutant" known as "Sakurabu," who was in a standoff with the Winged Man at Tokyo Tower last night.

The other was a member of Ke Qirui’s Ghost Train Corps: Xu Sanyan—the unlucky exorcist who failed to track Gu Wenyu last night and was instead followed.

The remaining four people in the living room, Ji Minghuan did not recognize.

But he guessed that most likely these people were from the exorcists’ side—if they were famous Mutants, they would certainly appear on the Japan Mutant Association’s website, and a quick phone search would reveal who they are, so they couldn’t be Mutants.

"Welcome everyone, I’ve been waiting for you."

After a brief silence, Japan’s representative figure, Sakurabu, spoke first.

Her popularity in Japan was akin to China’s vision of "Blue Arc," her status naturally not ordinary, but whether she was half as powerful as Blue Arc was open to question.

Sakurabu’s voice was as clear as spring water, and she introduced herself, "You should have heard of my name. Let me first introduce a few people from Japan here."

Speaking, she pointed the end of her sword hilt at a man next to her wearing a deep blue kimono, "This is a Tier Two Exorcist from the Exorcist Association, ’Fuyuyama Nobunaga,’ known as the ’Wild River Warrior,’ his Celestial Driver is the ’Long Sword.’"

Black Cocoon glanced at him, seeing the kimono-wearing man named "Fuyuyama Nobunaga" sporting a shaved head. His thin and long eyes carried a chill like the glint of a blade, true to his name.

"Nice to meet you," Fuyuyama Nobunaga said.

Sakurabu then pointed the sword hilt at a long-haired boy dressed as a Yin-Yang Master on her left, "This is ’Mirror Guardian,’ he does not wish to reveal his name, just call him by his code in the Exorcist Realm. His Celestial Driver is the ’Mirror,’ Tier Two."

Mirror Guardian nodded silently.

He had feminine features, his face painted with thick makeup, covering with a folding fan, like a stage actor from Japanese theater. He did not fit the aesthetics of the locals—if it were the highly cultured Swallowing Silver Mouse, they’d surely label him as "sissy" without hesitation.

Sakurabu at last pointed the sword hilt at a young man wearing a turtleneck sweater, with black curly hair, wearing round glasses, and exuding a gentle and refined aura, introducing:

"Finally, this young man named ’Haibara Ritsu,’ is a Tier Two Exorcist recently joining us temporarily. Prior to this, he served in the British Exorcist Association. He’s a Tier Two Exorcist, his Celestial Driver is ’Playing Cards.’"

Haibara Ritsu wore a sheepish smile, nodding at several people.

Sakurabu lowered the sword hilt, tucked between her arm and waist, looking up at Ke Qirui.

She said, "So the core bodyguard team from Japan has been introduced, Miss Ke Qirui, please introduce your team as the leader of the ’Ghost Train Corps.’"

Ke Qirui smiled mildly, removed the pipe bit from her mouth, mimicking Sakurabu’s posture, she pointed the end of the pipe at Su Zimai, and introduced casually:

"Ke Zinan, who just upgraded to a Tier Two Exorcist yesterday, his Celestial Driver is ’Magic Gloves.’"

She then pointed the pipe at Xu Sanyan wearing a black turtleneck coat.

"Xu Sanyan, Tier Two Exorcist, his Celestial Driver is the ’Umbrella.’"

Finally pointing at a tall man wearing taekwondo gear and a headband.

"Lin Zhengquan, his Celestial Driver is ’Mechanical Prosthetics,’ which can cover the limbs using mechanical prosthetics when summoned. He’s a Tier Two Exorcist and also the closest to a Tier Three Exorcist among us."

Sakurabu nodded.

Fuyuyama Nobunaga lounged with eyes closed, showing disdain; Mirror Guardian covered his face with the fan, silently scrutinizing several people; Haibara Ritsu kept his hands behind, wearing a gentle smile.

Lastly, all eight gazes fell upon Blue Arc, who hadn’t spoken a word from the start.

Blue Arc crossed his arms, raised a finger clad in metal gloves, and curiously pointed at himself.

Even though he didn’t speak, it seemed he was saying: Do I still need to introduce myself?

All eight shook their heads, giving him face. Who doesn’t know this superstar from China, even in Japan Blue Arc’s popularity is ever-increasing, his merchandise and posters are sold in store windows across shopping malls.

"Then that’s it..." Blue Arc crossed his arms, a low laugh emanated from behind his helmet, "Looking forward to working together, hope we can capture the White Crow Travel Brigade in one go."

At this moment, Black Cocoon, sitting by the redwood railing on the second floor, listened to the dialog through the restraint sensing, his vision darkened.

He thought to himself, "No way... Are these Japanese people joking, they really plan to use these small fry to go up against the White Crow Travel Brigade? Seems like even the Longevity Love-Chasing Old Lady could wipe them out alone."

Black Cocoon sighed silently, "Indeed, Japanese can’t be relied on... Good thing I had foresight and found Dad beforehand."

He initially hoped to see some eye-catching figures within the core bodyguard team.

But seeing this, either the Japanese had something hidden or lacked clear awareness of the White Crow Travel Brigade’s combat strength, in any case, it’s unnecessary to hold expectations for them, self-reliance is key.

"May I ask a question, Mr. Blue Arc," Sakurabu gazed up at Blue Arc, suddenly spoke.

"Of course," Blue Arc replied, "Is there something you need?"

Sakurabu placed her hand on the sword hilt, hesitating for a second.

She clearly was still puzzled about last night’s events, when the mysterious bandaged figure appeared suddenly, saving the hostages, afterward painting a picture of "Swallowing Silver" during a nationwide news broadcast, and casually remarked "Blue Arc and dogs not allowed."

Evidently... This mysterious bandaged person called "Black Cocoon" shares a good relation with Blue Arc and Swallowing Silver.

With this in mind, Sakurabu asked, "May I ask what your relationship with ’Black Cocoon’ is?"

Black Cocoon felt drowsy, but was invigorated hearing his name, he perked up his ears under the restraint sensing.

"Good friends... Good friends... Good friends."

Black Cocoon clenched his fists, enheartened Blue Arc to acknowledge their relationship within his heart.

He sent a text to Blue Arc.

After a moment of silence, Blue Arc’s pocket vibrated suddenly, he took out his phone and glanced.

[Black Cocoon: Good friend, Good friend, 友達.]

Seemingly worried Blue Arc didn’t know how to express "good friend," deliberately marked in three languages: Chinese, Japanese, and English.

Blue Arc scanned the text content, then spoke in a voice chilled to minus thirty degrees, slowly but firmly:

"Not familiar."

He paused, hesitating: "Hmm... This kind of talentless rascal who likes playing tricks can’t even be considered a criminal, more like a stray dog on the roadside, seeing it tempts one to kick."

"Agreed," Su Zimai, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

Upstairs, Black Cocoon found himself lonely, bowing his head, drawing circles on the floor with his fingers.

He seemed to already be planning how to torture this damn sibling pair after returning home.

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