My System Always Wants to Force Me to Confess
Chapter 165: I Want All the Fake Me

Chapter 165: Chapter 165: I Want All the Fake Me

A gentle female voice came from the other end of the phone: "Did you meet him?"

"That’s right, I even had a good chat with that kid. In the end, we exchanged Line contacts!"

"How was it?"

Asano Fūsei clicked his tongue: "It’s hard to tell, that kid’s pretty sharp, didn’t fall for it at all, his mental age doesn’t seem like a high schooler."

The woman on the other end of the call laughed coldly: "If he were that foolish, do you think your daughter would be interested in him?"

"Well, it’s hard to say, what if my fishing skills are top-notch?" Asano Fūsei said discontentedly, "It’s a pity, I think I should have managed not to let that kid see through me."

"What was his reaction?"

"He seemed very resistant to my interference?"

"Maybe he’s not interested in Kashi."

Asano Fūsei shouted angrily: "How is that possible! Just that kid, and he dares to look down on my daughter!"

"Isn’t that a good thing?"

"Good my foot! Obviously, it’s always my daughter dumping others, when did it become someone dumping my daughter! My Sengoku ancient sword is still at home being polished! Believe it or not, I’ll go over there and settle it once and for all!"

"With your current physical condition? You think you can handle that young guy?" The woman again sneered.

Asano Fūsei seemed to have his pride hurt, arguing, "Well, I used to practice both Sword Dao and Karate in my youth, beating a punk should still be no big deal, right?"

The woman didn’t answer, just continued to ask, "What are you planning to do next? If your daughter finds out you meddled, you’re done for."

Hearing this, Asano Fūsei felt a bit guilty. His precious daughter wasn’t someone easy to deal with, and if he really did something that displeased Kashi, even if she just hinted a thing or two to his parents, he would suffer.

"I... I probably won’t be found out, I’m pretty sly at doing things... As for that kid... heh, if he keeps his thoughts about my daughter to himself, that would be best. But if he dares to show them..."

"Click!"

Asano Fūsei mimicked slashing horizontally, smiling maliciously: "I’ll show him why they say fathers-in-law are the hardest obstacles on the path of love!"

"..."

"You’re way too free." The woman said helplessly, "With this time, why not take a stroll around the family?"

"Isn’t it because of you all, your mom’s already gone over, still afraid it won’t be settled... By the way, how’s it over there?"

The woman’s voice turned slightly colder: "Yeah, it’s time for cleanup."

The smile on Asano Fūsei’s face faded a bit: "Yeah, some cleanup would be good, saves the trouble of rot setting in later."

"Internal affairs aren’t suitable for me to interfere with as a son-in-law, leave external matters to me."

"Dare to mess with my daughter, they must not know the word ’death’."

He hung up the phone, then continued making calls from the car. By the time he reached his destination, his phone was still engaged, looking extremely busy.

"Is that matter settled? If not, go connect... Hey hey hey, Master, you gave me less money!"

The taxi driver handed Asano Fūsei the change, watching his departing figure, and recalling the Long Aotian-like conversation in the car, silently labeled Asano Fūsei in his heart.

Ugh, poser!

If you’re so capable, why are you still taking a taxi? Still think you’re some God of War? The kind where ten thousand soldiers come rushing over upon your daughter’s wrath?

Give me a break, everything you’re wearing screams flea market goods, not worth as much as my imported Adidas kings on my feet!

The taxi driver harshly ridiculed Asano Fūsei, then expertly stomped on the gas pedal, driving off in search of the next passenger...

...

On the other side, after seeing off Asano Fūsei, Shirakawa Sawahei couldn’t calm down for a long time.

Hayakawa Kashi... is that really her biological father?

Too flashy, absolutely too flashy... This maneuver, is that really something the strongest household of Miss Kaori can pull off?

Shirakawa Sawahei pondered for a while, still deciding that he’d find a chance to talk to Miss Kaori about this matter in the future. As for verifying Asano Fūsei’s identity, he didn’t need to consider—it was the first thing he checked using his strategy rights upon meeting Asano Fūsei.

[Strategy Pre-selection Target: Asano Fūsei; Sword Dao: lv4; Painting: lv3; Shakuhachi Mastery: lv4; Wine Tasting: lv4; Business: lv5; Kneeling on Durian: lv3; Talent Skill: Charisma Affinity: Favorability with beings met for the first time +30%]

[Occupation: Unemployed (Head of the Hayakawa Family); Age: 41; Birthday: June 21; Spouse: Hayakawa Sawayā]

[Note: Although this target’s growth is decent, there’s a relationship conflict with the previous two strategy targets. Choosing to pursue will trigger the achievement: So this is what wanting it all looks like.]

Hmm, confirmed as head of the Hayakawa family, skills do look quite like a Long Aotian, but this personality... just seems indescribable...

As for that achievement hint... hmm, let’s ignore it.

You say his skills don’t seem Long Aotian-like? Then let me ask you, who else but a Long Aotian could develop a skill from kneeling on durians?

What other beings, aside from a Long Aotian, could accomplish such an absurd feat?

Shirakawa Sawahei clearly had no intention of pursuing another Long Aotian; he thought that although Asano Fūsei seemed affable, as the head of the Hayakawa family, even if just in name, with such a silly and naive personality, it would be impossible for him to maintain his position as a son-in-law.

He couldn’t figure out what game he was playing, but to avoid trouble, he’d just be as wary of him as he would be of a mischievous little girl...

Wait a minute, he almost forgot about that little girl!

At the thought of Asano Nazuki, the scene from the day with a squad of Magic Girl skirt-wearing burly men rushed back to Shirakawa Sawahei’s mind, making him feel like he couldn’t stomach his meals in recent days.

Damn, that Asano Nazuki must be doing it on purpose!

Shirakawa Sawahei coldly snorted in his heart, secretly deciding to find a chance to expose this guy’s disguise, so he could righteously deliver a "fist of justice"—the little girl usually acts so cute and obedient, she’s practically a second version of Tachibana Tomoku, even if he had the intention to deal with her, he didn’t have a valid reason, which was very frustrating.

At least cute little Ise Yu was a bit better, often seeking trouble and giving him the opportunity to deliver a couple of justice punches without any guilt.

Moreover, now he had a reason, with Asano Fūsei having exposed their relationship, no matter how much they suspected, it couldn’t be tied back to his system!

Shirakawa Sawahei quietly pondered on how to deal with the little girl’s antics, but the abrupt ringing of his phone broke his thoughts. Checking the caller ID, he wasn’t too surprised and promptly answered the call.

"Hello?"

"Hey~ Shirakawa." Tsukimi Sakurazawa’s voice lowered, "It’s me~"

Shirakawa Sawahei looked a bit speechless, puzzled: "What are you up to now, why are you talking so quietly?"

"Hush! Don’t make a noise!" The long-legged cute girl said nervously, "I took a big risk to check on you, how are you doing now?"

"Alright, not dead yet."

"How can you answer like that." the whining girl angrily responded.

"I’m just stating the facts."