Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 1177 Kiyokawa Rei's Fantasy

After speaking, Xia Shou looked up and found Shangguan Yan leaning slightly against the mahogany chair, his left index finger resting diagonally on the teacup lid, gazing at him with a very deep look and a Mona Lisa-like smile.

It was as if his words had sparked some profound reflection in her.

Just then, Shangguan Yan's cell phone, which was on the table, rang.

Shangguan Yan picked up his phone, raised his hand to gesture for Xia Shou to be quiet, and then said to the person on the other end of the phone:

"Hey, calling me this late is usually considered very impolite."

The person on the other end of the phone replied, "Perhaps that is true, but I have a feeling that you, Miss Shangguan, are like me and haven't rested yet."

"Hehe, if you're talking about sweet nothings, then forget it. I didn't give you my phone number to flirt with you. Qingjing, you'd better not have any illusions about me. I probably won't respond to your ridiculous fantasies," Shangguan Yan replied with a light laugh.

"Delusion? Ah... Miss Shangguan, have you ever used this kind of excuse to reject other people before? I wonder if anyone has ever told you that such a rejection sounds more like an encouragement full of expectation."

In a luxury apartment in Tokyo, Rei Kiyokawa soaks in a hot bathtub, holding a cell phone in one hand and a rock glass of whiskey on the rocks in the other, talking to the person on the other end of the line with a slightly tipsy feeling.

He also had a photograph between his index and middle fingers, which were holding the wine glass.

The photo was probably taken in a smoking room. It seems the photographer originally intended to photograph the advertisements outside the window, but accidentally captured the people in the smoking room in the shot.

Among a large group of smoking men in black suits, trench coats, and leather jackets, that striking deep red hair stood out like a red balloon in a black and white photograph, instantly catching the viewer's eye.

She was leaning against the wall, her upper body obscured by the raised arm of a nearby man smoking, so the only way to capture her profile was through the swirling smoke.

Among the group of tired men smoking, she was the only woman who didn't smoke.

The photo was taken around noon, and the sunlight cast distinct shadows on her face. Her expression was languid and somewhat nonchalant, yet the hand resting on the windowsill made her look so composed and elegant.

It's not the affected elegance of gentlemen and ladies, but a more natural kind of elegance, a state of being on a completely different level from ordinary people in every gesture.

If you look closely, you can see that the men who are smoking are focused on her, and some are even talking to her. But it's not the usual scrutiny; rather, they are carefully observing her, as cautiously as ministers reporting to the emperor.

Elegance, beauty, power, and a sense of dominance emanate from the faint smoke in the corner of the photo's background. Kiyogawa Rei was immediately drawn to this powerful aura the moment she saw the photo.

Beneath her beautiful exterior lies a complete lack of femininity, to the point that men can't even fantasize about her.

Just as he could forcefully imagine Honda Tadakatsu being defeated on the battlefield and kneeling down to beg for mercy like a coward, he could also fantasize about the Emperor beheading MacArthur on the spot, reigniting the war and overthrowing the United States.

But everyone knows that these imagined characters, apart from having some connection with reality, are essentially not the same person at all; they are just fictional creations.

Just as Li Shimin kneeling and begging for mercy at Xuanwu Gate would never be seen as Li Shimin, Zhu Qizhen sweeping away the Oirat Mongols at Tumu Fortress could not possibly be Zhu Qizhen. Even wild fantasies still need to follow the most basic principle... that is, the soul.

When Kiyoshi saw the photo taken by chance, she was deeply attracted by Shangguan Yan in the photo, and at the same time she found that she could not imagine the other person as a woman at all... even though she was so beautiful.

Even if one forces oneself to fantasize in one's mind, what is created is merely a hollow illusion, not even enough to deceive oneself. Kiyokawa Rei has only witnessed such a powerful aura in a very few women, and among these women, the witch's aura, which transcends gender, personality, and status, is unique.

Especially after he specifically researched all the rumors about her, and after those mysterious and dramatic stories, her attraction to Kiyoikawa Rei reached an indescribable peak.

It was this unique, unprecedented experience that sustained him in starting his firm and bringing him to where he is today.

He didn't even have that kind of wishful thinking. After all, expectations have to be based on imagination, and he didn't have the ability to create reasonable associations about Shangguan Yan. So the only thing he could do was get closer to him.

The witch's trump card... The ultimate goal he could ever hope to achieve was simply to become her trump card.

Perhaps after that, having learned more about witches, he will have new ideas.

But that's all after he's achieved his current goal.

Just as Kiyokawa Rei was wondering how Shangguan Yan would respond to his words, a voice came from the other end of the phone:
“I think you may have some kind of misperception about yourself. Perhaps many people consider you a genius, and the extraordinary people you have met so far have not been very good, so you have the illusion that you have great potential.”

Kiyoikawa Rei chuckled lightly: "Perhaps you can let me test my skills against your trump card."

“Perfect timing. I have some things to take care of over there, and my department will be going there soon. Since you want to have a friendly competition, let’s have one, provided that you get things done for them,” Shangguan Yan said.

Upon hearing this, Kiyokawa Rei's eyes narrowed.

He knew the other party was trying to use him, but he didn't mind. After all, that was his purpose in joining the Control Bureau, and his original goal was to become the other party's ace.

For Kiyogawa Rei, this deal was precisely an opportunity to prove himself.

“Okay,” Kiyoikawa Rei readily agreed.

"Let's wait for them to contact us."

After hearing that, the other end of the line went dead.

"As expected of a witch, just as I imagined."

Rei Kiyoikawa downed the whiskey in his glass in one gulp, got up, stepped out of the bathtub, put on a cotton robe, walked to the living room, picked up his phone, and dialed the office number.

"Hello?...Yes, it's me. I remember you mentioned a new intern at our firm who was involved in the An Gang family incident, right?"
...Yes, that's right...What was his name again? Atsuta Kawai...What did he do before? ...Oh, I remember now, you said he was a taxi driver.

"Call him over here for a moment; I need to ask him about something."

After saying that, Kiyogawa Rei hung up the phone.

"Phew... If the Kamioka River branch hadn't handed over Angang Kurodake to the other side for those few confiscated items, I wouldn't have needed to ask a mere driver about the situation."

(End of this chapter)