Chainsaw Man, starting contract to cut down the Demon Line

Yan Liang withdrew his gaze and calmly spoke:

"Anyway, it's on the way, let's go."

"Thank you! Thank you so much!"

Leisel gave a sweet, relieved smile. She took a step forward very naturally, slipped under the umbrella, and squeezed next to Little Red.

Under the umbrella, the three of them walked side by side. But since it was a double umbrella, even though it was big, the three of them still looked a bit cramped.

Because Leisel joined later, she could only stand on the outermost side. After walking only a few steps, her thin shoulders were once again dampened by the rain that drifted in.

"Achoo!" Leise sneezed at just the right moment and rubbed her nose.

Xiao Hong immediately became anxious upon seeing this.

They've already been caught in the rain, and now they're being exposed to the cold wind. What if they catch a cold?

As the one who invited the other person in, Xiao Hong's sense of responsibility immediately took over her intellectual domain.

"No, no, you'll still get wet if you stand outside!"

As Xiao Hong spoke, she reached out and very generously pushed Lei Sai further inside:

"Come stand in the middle! I... I'm used to it, getting a little rained on is fine!"

"Huh? But..."

"It's okay, it's okay! Go on over there!"

With Xiao Hong's clumsy yet enthusiastic shoving, Lei Sai was half-heartedly squeezed into the very center of the umbrella.

So now the positions are: Xiao Hong is on the far left, Lei Sai is in the middle, and to Lei Sai's right... is Yan Liang.

In order to keep all three of them from getting wet, Yan Liang had to slightly pull his arms closer together, which caused Lei Sai, who was standing in the middle, to be almost pressed tightly against his arm.

Even through the thin fabric, Yan Liang could clearly feel the warmth of the girl and a faint, sweet fragrance mixed with rainwater.

"Well... I'm sorry."

Leise raised her head and first gave Xiaohong a bright, innocent smile:

Thank you so much! You're such a kind person!

Hearing the praise, Xiaohong scratched her head shyly, her cheeks flushed, and she felt a sense of satisfaction for doing a good deed.

However, Higashiyama Kokoro had no idea that years later, when she clung to the door, feeling powerless and heartbroken, she would think back to that night when she had pushed Rei under the umbrella…

Chapter 150 You're Not Even My Childhood Sweetheart

The rain was still falling, and the space under the umbrella was already cramped. The atmosphere was somewhat awkward as the three of them walked side by side.

"Speaking of which, I haven't even introduced myself yet, after receiving such great care from you all."

Leisei, walking in the middle, suddenly broke the delicate silence, brushing aside a damp strand of short purple hair by her ear, and gave the two of them a bright smile:

"My name is Leise, and what's yours?"

"Ah! My name is Dongshan Xiaohong!"

Seeing the other person's politeness, Xiao Hong, who was walking on the far left, quickly introduced herself and then naturally pointed to Yan Liang next to her: "This is Senior Yan Liang!"

"Xiao Hong, and... Yan Liang?"

Leisei softly repeated the two names, then looked Yan Liang up and down beside her. Her eyes seemed to speak volumes, brimming with longing.

She spoke with a hint of surprise, "Mr. Yanliang, this suit you're wearing... is it haute couture? The fabric and the cut look very expensive."

Blinking, Leise asked casually, as if making small talk:

"You two are dressed so nicely, why are you still walking home?"

Before Yan Liang could even speak, Xiao Hong beside him eagerly answered the question for him.

"Well... because we're the Public Security Bureau's demon hunters!"

Xiao Hong explained with a hint of pride:

"Senior Yan Liang is our team leader! The team leader usually has a car, but... well, due to some unexpected circumstances, the car wasn't driven, and before we knew it, it was already evening..."

Yan Liang, who was walking on the far right, couldn't help but twitch his eye.

This short sentence revealed a lot of information. However, although Yan Liang was a little unhappy, he did not interrupt Xiao Hong.

The fact that she contacted him at this time meant that Leisai had already investigated his background beforehand, and now she was probably just using casual conversation as an excuse to confirm his identity. Speaking rashly might alert her, but there was one good piece of information: judging from her demeanor, since she was approaching him stealthily, she probably wasn't planning on using force like the Americans.

So, just as the Americans said, the Soviets' intentions were to exploit the situation. However, a question remains: how did the Americans and Soviets know this intelligence? Could it be that the Japanese Public Security Bureau, where Machima works, has already been infiltrated by these two forces?

And what magic does the Slashing Line Demon possess that allows it to take priority over the Chainsaw Demon on Denji's body?

Just as Yan Liang was pondering these questions, Lei Sai suddenly stopped talking.

Noticing that Yan Liang hadn't said a word the whole time, she turned her head away uneasy.

"That..."

Leisai's voice softened considerably as she looked at Yan Liang's slightly cold profile.

"Mr. Yanliang... have I been talking too much, bothering you, or bothering you?"

Yan Liang subconsciously turned his head, and his gaze met Lei Sai's pitiful eyes.

The dim, yellow light from the streetlights filtered through the rain, softly illuminating the girl's face. Her eyes reflected the shimmering light, her brows furrowed slightly, full of apology.

With just one glance, Yan Liang's thoughts began to race uncontrollably.

As someone familiar with the plot, he naturally knew that the seemingly harmless girl in front of him did not approach him with good intentions. But at this moment, when she looked at him with those eyes, Yan Liangcai suddenly remembered what exactly was the charm of the character Leise.

That is her opposite identity and personality.

As a spy trained by the Soviet military from childhood, much of her speech and behavior, as well as her current pitiful expression, are largely a disguise.

But the identity of a spy was something she had to accept in order to survive.

Once you set aside this identity, her true personality is that of an innocent girl who longs for an ordinary life.

This contrast means that even if you know she has bad intentions, you can't tell whether her obedience is an act or a genuine expression of her feelings.

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Yan Liang looked away from Lei Sai's face and back at the rainy night ahead.

"no."

Yan Liang finally spoke, his voice calm and steady, carrying an air of indifference that was neither too close nor too distant:

"I'm not a very talkative person, but that doesn't mean I look down on you."

Upon hearing Yan Liang speak, Xiao Hong, who had been listening intently, quickly peeked out from the other side and nodded repeatedly in agreement:

"Yes, yes! Don't mind him, our captain actually has a very good temper! He's always been very tolerant of people!"

At this point, Xiao Hong seemed to recall the scene of calmly beheading that group of gangsters in the coffee shop earlier that day, and her body involuntarily trembled.

So, she shrank back nervously and whispered in a voice only she could hear, still feeling uneasy:

"Of course... there are times when I'm in a bad mood..."

Xiao Hong's attempt to cover up her true intentions, coupled with her eagerness to protect Yan Liang, made Lei Sai, who was caught between the two, burst out laughing.

Her eyes crinkled into crescents as she smiled, all her previous tension and caution vanishing, replaced by a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Hehe... I see."

Leise glanced at Yan Liang and Xiao Hong, her eyes darting around, then suddenly leaned closer to Xiao Hong and drawled out her words in a slightly teasing tone:

"However, seeing how close you two are and how well you understand each other... Xiao Hong, could there be some kind of ambiguous relationship between you and your captain that I can't even imagine?"

"Hey?!"

This sudden, straightforward question struck Xiaohong like a bolt of lightning.

"A...a...a...ambiguous relationship?!"

Xiao Hong's face flushed bright red all the way to her neck, and steam practically rose from her head. "No, no, no! That's not it! You've misunderstood!"

Little Red frantically waved her hands in mid-air, explaining incoherently:

"How could I possibly be worthy of the captain! I'm just a... no, I'm just a subordinate who always causes trouble! The captain is just a kind person who pities me! We absolutely don't have that kind of relationship! Absolutely not!"

When this topic was suddenly brought up, Dongshan Xiaohong's heart was pounding like a deer. She was afraid that Yan Liang would be angry because of this joke, and she also felt a bittersweet feeling that she dared not think too deeply about.

Seeing Xiao Hong's innocent reaction, Lei Sai couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle softly. In the darkness of the night, no one noticed the glint in her eyes.

She laughed, subtly leaning closer to Yan Liang. As they walked side by side, the girl's slender shoulder brushed against Yan Liang's arm. Her thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the past few days…

Chapter 151 Who wouldn't want something offered to them?

One week ago.

Inside a secret underground military office in the Soviet Union.

In the cramped room filled with the smell of tobacco, the superior, sitting behind his desk, stubbed out his half-smoked cigar in the ashtray. He looked up, his hawk-like eyes coldly fixed on the girl standing before him.

"The mission to Japan has changed."

"..."

At the time, Leisel was still wearing her military uniform and asked in return with some confusion:

"Didn't we say before that the original plan was to bring back that guy Denji's heart?"

"Let's put that kid's matter aside for now. Compared to that greenhorn, we've just obtained some more valuable intelligence."

As the superior spoke, he pushed a brown paper file bag to the edge of the table.

"Your primary goal has changed; prioritize it now. Go and contact this man."

Leisai stepped forward, her fair fingers untying the binding of the file folder and pulling out the documents inside.

The first page that catches the eye is a candid photograph. The man in the photo is wearing a sharp suit, is tall, and has deep-set eyes.

“Yan Liang…” Leise softly read the name from the document.

"He is a rising star in the Japanese Public Security Service recently. His background is a mystery, but his methods and strength far exceed those of ordinary people."

The superior's voice was deep and stern.

"According to the information we received, a mysterious demon resides within his body, and that demon is very important to our Soviet Union."

As Leisel flipped through the documents, a hint of interest gradually appeared in her emerald-like eyes.

According to the Soviet military's assessment, this man named Yan Liang possessed unfathomable strength and a mysterious background. More importantly, the mysterious demon residing within him was related to a secret plan that the Soviet Union was about to undertake.

"The instructions given for this target were that, as long as there was even the slightest possibility, we must win him over before the Americans do, at all costs and by all means."

"Of course, if things don't work out, we can just bring his head back..."

The superior stared intently into Reese's eyes: "Do you understand what I mean, Reese?"

“Of course…” The girl closed the document and lowered her eyes. As a spy, she understood all too well the meaning of “at any cost.”

"I will complete the mission."

……

"pat, pat..."

The falling raindrops pulled Leisser's thoughts from the Moscow basement back to the damp, rainy night in Tokyo.

Walking down the street, she could hear Xiao Hong's rambling voice. Beside her was the man from the file. And through just a few minutes of contact, Leise had a preliminary profile of him.

Just as the intelligence had predicted, this man was calm and rational, like a block of ice. He wasn't the kind of guy who would lose his way if given a little bit of sweetness.

But... he is not entirely invincible.

Leisai's eyes secretly swept over Yan Liang's profile. She didn't miss the fleeting look of surprise in the man's eyes when their eyes met at the bus stop.

He is, after all, a man.

If someone is a man, then he has weaknesses.