Tokyo: The life of a literary giant begins with home self-defense!

Chapter 435: The Temple of the King Protector of the Nation

Natsuko Imamura's words made the girl under the eaves look strange.

His expression and demeanor were as if he had seen a fox rush into a chicken coop and was about to bow three times to him.

"Help me? What can you do to help me?"

A slight sneer appeared on the girl's lips, and even the drizzle in the gentle breeze seemed to pause for a moment.

Even Tatsukawa Toru sometimes had to admit that Akane Takeda was an exceptionally beautiful girl.

Her willow-leaf-shaped eyebrows curved like delicate eyebrows, and her bright eyes shone with a captivating charm on her pretty oval face.

She has everything a beautiful girl should have.

It's just that her personality is terrible.

Tatsukawa Tetsu often said this.

"There's a lot I can do to help you."

The young lady wore a light white midi skirt, a short-sleeved top with small polka dots, and a thin cardigan over it to ward off the chill of the rainy season.

"It could be revenge against a mother who deceived her, or possessing one's brother exclusively, or something else entirely."

The young lady brewed herself a cup of hot tea, revealing a smile like that of a fox hiding in the rain.

"A love affair tinged with a sense of taboo."

With a click, the teacup I bought yesterday was placed on the table.

The girl's words were like a mirror reflecting people's true feelings.

All sorts of strange and dark things have nowhere to hide in front of her.

Just like what Tatsukawa Tetsu said, no one can guard against the young lady forever.

Over time, she naturally became able to see what others were thinking.

"You would be so kind?"

The girl gave a cold laugh.

Not to mention that she and the other party didn't get along, Natsuko Imamura did all these things for her without getting any benefit in return.

Without any reason, without any cause.

Things that offer no benefit only lead to bigger traps waiting for you.

Akane Takeda is not stupid; at times, she is even quite clever.

The girl patted her skirt and prepared to get up.

"Just consider it an act of kindness to help children abandoned by their parents."

The young lady held her teacup and took a deep breath.

The coolness of the rainwater accompanies the fragrance of the tea.

"Sixteen years ago, someone took me from Hanamikoji Street to the Kamo River."

Natsuko Imamura took a sip of warm tea and exhaled a long puff of steam in the rain and mist.

Water vapor mingles with the raindrops and then slowly rises into the sky.

"Your mother doesn't want you anymore, does she?"

The young lady's words froze the girl in place, and then she turned around and glared fiercely at Imamura Natsuko.

How do you know that?!

Moisture mixed with thunder fog disturbed a small area.

The young lady didn't say anything, and silently took another sip of the warming green soup.

"Is Akane Takeda an illegitimate child?"

No one knows what the two girls were talking about at home. At this time, Longchuan Che had already arrived at the interior of Jiaowang Huguo Temple with his wife.

At the Jizo Pavilion, which houses various memorial tablets, Tatsukawa Tetsu was willing to come with his wife, and his wife also told him some of the family's shameful secrets.

The memorial tablet for the deceased was placed in front of them. The lady lit an incense stick and handed it to Tatsukawa Tetsu.

"The geisha house I took you to last time."

The lady was referring to the Kabuki theater where she and Tatsukawa Tetsu had gone to see the performance of "Narukami" last time.

The lady, dressed in the clothes of the Cloud Princess, felt warmth between her lips and teeth.

Teacher Longchuan still remembers it vividly.

"Her mother worked at a geisha house?"

Longchuan Che picked up the incense sticks and bowed to the memorial tablet.

The memorial tablet depicts a handsome man.

Even in his forties, his handsome features were still evident.

The wife said that her father had an extramarital affair, so Akane Takeda's past was a scandal for their family.

"When that woman brought Xiaoqian over, my father hid away, and my mother fainted from anger."

Takako Takeda glanced at Toru Ryukawa.

"What are you looking at me for?"

Longchuan Che smiled, while his wife's face was full of 'men, men' expressions.

"What then?"

Longchuan Che listened as if he were listening to a story.

With her father's infidelity and her mother's serious illness, Akane Takeda ultimately stayed with the Takeda family. However, Tatsukawa Toru was unaware that she had become the wife's daughter. 'So, they're the three Takeda sisters, not two?'

This was the thought that was on Long Chuanche's mind at that moment.

"later."

The lady sighed.

"Later, your mother came to our house and bankrupted my family."

Does this involve his own mother?
Long Chuan let out a soft exclamation and froze on the spot.

"It seems that the Kujo family anticipated the continued economic downturn and began renting various business association properties before the Heisei era."

The faint firelight illuminated the woman's alluring face.

"What they took away were all sorts of valuable projects and industries."

The wife scoffed.

"What we're paying back are all sorts of huge debts."

It's like shorting stocks.

Before the stock market crashed, the Kujo family had already leased out numerous family businesses and private properties.

They'll exchange these things for overseas industrial projects, and then give them back when the economy hits rock bottom.

The Kujo clan amassed a fortune through this method, but many allies, like the Takeda clan, were completely drained of their resources.

There was originally a chance for them to make a comeback.

But now there is no hope.

The wife continued.

"My father drowned his sorrows in alcohol every day, and one day he fell into the river."

The woman's face showed a hint of sorrow.

"My mother couldn't take the blow and passed away."

Inside the Jiaowang Huguo Temple, the sound of rain pattered softly.

To Tatsuki Ryukawa, that economic bubble was merely a description or a sentence in a book.

But when the mountain of the times finally collapsed, Tatsukawa Tetsuya felt an indescribable weight of it all.

There are more than one family like this.

Countless people died in that bubble.

"Feel sorry."

Long Chuanche sighed. After what happened, the fact that his wife was still willing to adopt him only showed that women are kind-hearted.

"There's nothing to be sorry about."

The lady was burning yellowed incense paper and muttering to herself.

“My sister said that even if the Kujo family didn’t exist, there would be other families, and our family’s business was one of the hardest to recover from the bubble economy.”

It's unclear whether the woman's words were meant to comfort herself or the parents depicted in the portrait.

The child of his former enemy stood before him, but he was living with his own daughter.

"Feel sorry."

"Just be good to me from now on."

Amidst the patter of rain, the two hid inside the Jizo Pavilion burning paper money, and the various affairs of the Takeda family came to light.

"Your father died and your mother abandoned you; this is already a scandal for the Takeda family. Only Takako Takeda would be willing to adopt you."

In the old house of the Takeda family, the young lady was still sipping hot tea.

She knew about the Takeda family's past, and she smiled at the girl who was staring at her.

"Even so, you still feel that your mother stole Ryukawa Tetsuya away, perhaps."

The young lady propped her face up with her hand.

"You'd be a better fit for our family?"

Enemy or foe.

It's hard to tell now.

Akane Takeda gave Natsuko Imamura a cold smile.

"I am indeed dissatisfied with my mother's actions."

The girl squatted down and looked at Natsuko Imamura.

"But you really helped me just out of kindness?"

"if not?"

The young lady raised an eyebrow, indicating that she wouldn't get any benefit from her.

“Tetsu Ryukawa once said he likes obedient people.” Akane Takeda raised her eyebrows at the girl. “You and Mu Zi, one doesn’t care how many women he has, but the other can’t tolerate even the slightest imperfection.”

The pretty girl mocked another pretty girl.

"You really want to marry him."

"Right?"

(End of this chapter)