The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 88 The Boy in My Heart

In the office, it was the first time that Inuyama Heita saw Qian Xiaoyi like this. Normally, he always looked like he didn't care about anything. He completely isolated himself from the outside world and looked at the things around him coldly from an outsider's perspective, as if he was a tourist visiting Japan instead of someone who planned to settle down and work here for a long time. Qian Xiaoyi's attitude always made Inuyama Heita feel strange and awkward.

But this time it was different. Qian Xiaoyi had no expression on his face, and his temperament had changed dramatically, like a volcano ready to erupt, with endless anger inside. So Inuyama Heita asked tentatively: "Well, Brother Yi, if we leave Mr. Kuroda alone, will he be in danger? For example, he will lose half of his soul and become an idiot or something."

"No, he won't be in any danger at all." Qian Xiaoyi looked down at his phone with a gloomy face and answered sarcastically, "And he will become even better. In the eyes of his wife and daughter, he will be a good husband and a good father who silently bears the pressure. In the eyes of his friends, he will be a loyal brother. In the eyes of his superiors, he will become a good subordinate who works hard and never complains... He will live up to the expectations of those around him. Everyone who mentions him will only praise him."

Inuyama Heita felt a shudder: "Although it sounds perfect, why... I feel it's a little unreal? What on earth happened to Mr. Kuroda?"

Qian Xiaoyi said, "What else could it be? He has 'matured', from a hot-tempered guy to a social person who knows how to cater to others and no longer causes trouble for others. Seriously, Heitaro, when you take the train every day, do you notice those middle-aged office workers with tired faces? He will become like that in the future, no longer having his own time, and living all the time for people who have expectations of him, because the boy in his heart has been completely forgotten in that tunnel."

"But you said the commission is not over yet, which means..."

"You guessed right. We have to send that guy back and turn him back into the childish and irritable guy who loves to throw tantrums." Qian Xiaoyi sneered on his gloomy face: "Strictly speaking, this is the first official supernatural commission we have accepted. I cannot accept such a result due to my mistake. So, no matter how perfect he becomes, or how much he meets the expectations of others around him, it has nothing to do with me. What we have to do now is to turn him back to his original self, into that bastard Kuroda."

"But," Inuyama Heita asked in confusion, "the taxi has been destroyed. How can we catch up with it? Or do you have any spells that can deal with the motorcycle ghosts?"

"How is that possible!" Qian Xiaoyi curled his lips and said, "Even those ancient masters who created the spells probably wouldn't have thought of the existence of monsters like motorcycle ghosts and turbo grandmas. They have never seen motorcycles. But don't worry, there is a way. The time of action is set for tomorrow night, which happens to be the weekend. You can have a good sleep tonight. Of course, considering that you were also hit by a car accident yesterday, if you don't want to go, you can go home and rest. You will not lose the commission. So, do you want to go?"

Inuyama Heita thought for a while and nodded: "Well, I'll go." He was really curious to see what means Qian Xiaoyi would use to win back the young version of Kuroda Nobunaga.

So time passed quickly and it was the next night. They rode to the Jiuma Tunnel again, but this time they didn't see the people from Yegui Niku. Only Uncle Guiwei was leaning on his motorcycle smoking at the entrance of the tunnel.

"Hey~ you're here? There's no activity organized by Yegui Niku tonight, so I came here alone." Uncle Guwei threw down his cigarette butt, greeted him, and said, "I've brought the bike. To be honest, I was really surprised when you suddenly asked me to borrow a motorcycle. I'm not looking down on you, after all, your mount is really unique." Inuyama Heita compared the gap between his small motorcycle and the other party's motorcycle, and couldn't help feeling a little ashamed of himself. Compared with it, the bike Qian Xiaoyi rode was like a child's toy.

"Don't worry, I won't damage the bike." Qian Xiaoyi noticed the bike and asked, "Did you borrow this bike from someone? It doesn't look like the one you rode yesterday."

"Oh? Did you find it?" Uncle Gumi stepped aside, fully showing the motorcycle behind him to the two of them. He patted the motorcycle and proudly introduced it: "This is the most impressive motorcycle of Yakiniku back then - Nuhuomaru! How is it? It's very beautiful!"

The front of the motorcycle has an exaggerated fairing, and its streamlined body is like a beautiful woman with graceful curves, with a smooth beauty. The body is sprayed with yellow and black paint like tiger stripes, and it looks majestic, like a tiger crouching down to hunt, which is unforgettable.

"By the way, this is also Kuroda's bike. It was damaged a few days ago, and I fixed it for him yesterday. Tsk~ I get angry just talking about this." Uncle Guwei suddenly said angrily, "Yesterday I heard that Kuroda had woken up, so I rode this bike to visit him, wanting to give him a surprise. But do you know what he said to me? He actually asked me to sell this motorcycle! He treasured this bike so much before! He didn't want to sell it even after he lost his job. But he said that to me as soon as we met. It's like he has become a different person!"

Uncle Gumi was obviously furious, and kept complaining. At some point, Ken popped up and said in agreement, "I understand how you feel. It's like asking me to sell my action figures. For the bikers, motorcycles are like lovers. Kuroda's behavior is really infuriating... Wait, after all these years, will my action figures..."

After complaining for a while, Uncle Guiwei handed the car keys to Qian Xiaoyi and said, "Don't damage it. Although Kuroda doesn't want it anymore, this car is still a good treasure. I'm wondering whether to buy it directly. Sigh... Kuroda told me that he has to take on the responsibility of a man and give up these useless things... Is this how he views our memories and our hobbies now?"

"This is what they call 'growth', right?" Qian Xiaoyi took the key, started the car and drove into the tunnel with Inuyama Heita.

"Growing up? What a cruel word..." Uncle Gumi sat on a stone pier beside the tunnel, lit another cigarette, looked blank, and said to himself: "Should I also 'grow up'?"

(End of this chapter)