My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

Then Kei turned to look at Sumitomo Kojiro, who had calmed down.

After all, Sumitomo Kojiro was a man of high rank and power. After the initial upheaval of his worldview, his years of experience in the cutthroat world of politics and business began to analyze the cause and effect of the whole incident. "Perhaps I was just momentarily blinded by greed and offended the wrong person."

As for breaking the deadlock, he had already given up, because Hui had shown him the means to control human thoughts. The difference between humans and animals is that humans have thoughts, so if human thoughts can be manipulated, what is the difference between humans and animals?

Faced with an entity capable of manipulating human thoughts, Sumitomo Kojiro turned to look at Sakai Miki, who remained calm beside him. How could he not know that Sakai Miki had long been controlled by someone?

"As expected of a member of parliament, his ability to learn is truly exceptional."

Sumitomo Kojiro, having come to terms with it, gave up and asked, "What will you do to me? Kill me?"

Chapter 122 New

"What are you saying? You're a congressman, how could I possibly kill you?"

What Hui said is true. The two maids are dead, so be it. The Sumitomo family has a special organization to handle such matters, ensuring that their disappearance will not cause the slightest ripple in the world.

However, Sumitomo Kojiro is different. Putting aside his status as a direct descendant of his family, his status as a member of the House of Councillors alone means that he cannot simply disappear without a trace. As long as he dies, whether by suicide or accident, the Japanese authorities will definitely investigate thoroughly, and everyone in the hotel will be traced back to their ancestors for three generations.

Before she has the power to destroy the Earth single-handedly, Hui will never expose herself to the government.

However, there's no need to kill him. After all, a subordinate at the level of a councilor can bring Hui a lot of convenience. You know, there's a superpower in this world called 'money power'.

Sumitomo suddenly remembered something, "You, you want to use the same methods you used on those two maids on me!?"

"Ah! That's true." Sumitomo Kojiro suddenly realized the reason. "I never thought that my position as a senator would make me feel like a puppet, worse than dead."

"You won't suffer a fate worse than death; I can guarantee that."

"Well... goodbye!" These were the last words Sumitomo Kojiro heard. Then he began to forget his past memories... forget his family, his own name, happiness, anger, sadness... rage... until finally, he lost himself!

Then, a completely new Sumitomo Kojiro opened his eyes. His previous personality and emotions were completely erased by Kei, and a completely new personality was rebuilt based on his memories, a new personality without emotions and completely obedient to Kei.

Now, even Kei himself cannot restore Sumitomo Kojiro to his original state.

It can be said that the original Sumitomo Kojiro is dead.

Next, we will use the same method to process Miki Sakai.

After doing all this, Hui got up and looked around the room. There were two still-warm corpses, a naked girl lying on the ground, a respectful man, and a respectful woman.

"Master." The newly transformed Sumitomo Kojiro and Sakai Miki greeted Kei respectfully.

"Okay, you can stay the same from now on. I'll contact you if anything comes up."

"Master, how can we contact you?"

"Sakai, let's exchange phone numbers."

As for why she didn't directly exchange phone numbers with Sumitomo Kojiro, it was simply because Kei didn't want Kouta to misunderstand. After all, she was someone else's woman now, and it wouldn't be good to have a strange man's contact information in her phone.

"I am leaving."

"Respectfully seeing off our master."

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After leaving the top floor, Hui went straight down to the third floor, where she saw Kouta waiting for her at her door.

"Hui, where did you go before?" Kōta asked with concern.

"Walk around a bit, how long have you been waiting?"

"Not long ago, we just arrived."

"Oh, then come in."

Hui opened the door, and then the two went inside.

When alone, Hui's face showed distress.

"What's wrong?" Kouta also noticed Kei's troubled expression.

"Nothing, it's just that I wanted to ask you a question?"

"What's the problem?"

"Well, well... do you think I'm a femme fatale? Will I bring you trouble or something?" Hui waited anxiously for Kouta's answer.

Hui kept thinking about this on her way back. Before, she just thought she was pretty and that was great!

But today's incident served as a wake-up call for her, making her realize that she might indeed possess the potential to be a femme fatale, causing trouble for those around her.

“Uh…” Kouta could sense the anxiety and unease in Kei’s heart.

He stepped forward and hugged Hui, comforting her, "It's okay, no matter what happens, I'll be by your side."

After thinking for a moment, he added jokingly, "Besides, being able to be harmed by you is a blessing I've accumulated over eight lifetimes!"

Upon hearing this, Hui blushed shyly, her face flushed with happiness, and her heart felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey. All of Zhao's previous troubles vanished into thin air.

This night was destined to be another night of passionate lovemaking.

The next few days passed normally. Sumitomo Kojiro continued to spend his days on vacation with his beautiful secretary, Miyazaki Yui still went to the hotel rooftop every night without fail, and Kouta still climbed off Kei every morning to bring his young wife breakfast...

On the seventh day at noon, everyone had their last meal at the hotel and then began their journey back to school.

During this time, Keiya became acquainted with Akiko Tachibana and Shoko Shimazu, exchanging emails and adding each other as friends on LINE.

After returning to school and listening to the speeches of the principal and the homeroom teacher, summer vacation... officially began!

Hui and Kouta walked home hand in hand.

These past few days, the two have become quite accustomed to each other's affections, taking all sorts of intimate gestures for granted.

On the way, Keita suddenly remembered something and asked, "Kouta, does Asuka have any particular favorite things?"

"Hmm, that child doesn't seem to have any particular favorite things." Kouta thought carefully. "If I had to say, she probably likes cake."

"Then let's go to the cake shop and take a look."

"Hui, do you want to buy a cake for that child?"

"Hmm!? Do you think... Asuka will accept it?" Kei was a little worried. After all, she had seen on TV that Japanese sisters were all brother-obsessed and treated their brothers like their own lives. Would Asuka accept her 'stealing' her older brother?

"It's okay, that child is easy to get along with and has no resistance to cake."

"Oh, I'm relieved now." Hui said, but in her heart she was thinking that she should buy a really delicious cake later. After all, it's true that you can't be indebted to someone for their food.

The two arrived at a cake shop called "Fujiya".

The store is large and decorated in a grand and luxurious style. There aren't many people inside, and they are almost all girls.

Hui chose a Snowy Milk Cheesecake. Hui didn't know if the cake was delicious, but it looked very appetizing.

White, pure white, like snowflakes gathering and scattering, lightly falling to the ground and turning into a blanket of white.

Soft, fluffy soft, like thick, fresh snow; unexpectedly, it has a soft, fluffy feel.

And it's very expensive; a small cake costs 4 yen.

Hui bought several pieces, giving two to Kouta and Asuka, and then buying one for herself and her parents as well.

Of course, Kouta disagreed with Hui buying such an expensive cake, but Hui told him that she had written a novel and received some royalties, so Kouta reluctantly accepted it.

Hui is very rich now. How rich?

She had a Mitsubishi Bank (UFJ) bank card that Miki Sakai had helped her open, with 100 billion Japanese yen in it. It only took two hours from application to the card being delivered to Hui, which impressed Hui with Mitsubishi Bank's efficiency. Accompanying this bank card was a passbook and a credit card.

If she runs out of money, she can just make a phone call and Miki Sakai will transfer more money to her.

At this point, Hui understood why Academy City gave 200 million yen in 'scholarships' to its espers every month. It was simply because it would be too easy for these espers to make money with their abilities. Take Misaki Shokuhou, for example. If she needed money, she could just find a rich person and make tens of billions in minutes... So it was better for Academy City to give the money itself.

The two arrived home at 5 p.m.

Chapter 123 Difficulties?

After parting ways at the gate of Kouta's house, Hui went home first, took a leisurely shower, changed into a dress, and then went out again.

It was already 7:30 p.m., and Hui wasn't going to Kouta's house, but to her own family's noodle shop.

It's early August now, the peak tourist season. This peak season doesn't refer to the peak tourist season for Japanese people, but rather the peak tourist season caused by students all over the world being on summer vacation.

Aomori City is not far from Tokyo, and tourists from all over the world who come to Tokyo won't mind exploring more places in a foreign land.

Aomori, a coastal city close to Tokyo, naturally attracts some tourists.

As for my family's noodle shop, well, it seems to be quite famous in this area. Whenever people talk about 'noodles,' they mention my wife's father.

My wife, Shiren, has been making noodles for decades, so her culinary skills are naturally excellent.

As for those who say that cooking noodles requires a lot of culinary skills, there's a lot to learn. The choice of various side dishes, how to combine meat and vegetables, the order in which seasonings are placed, and so on all require attention. A simple bowl of noodles contains a wealth of information.

Besides culinary skills, what's even more important is the soup recipe that my wife's family has continuously improved and created over generations.

To determine whether a bowl of noodles is delicious, the broth accounts for more than 70% of the factor.

The secret recipes for these soups are the real reason why "One Bowl to the Soul" is famous in the area.

However, making the soup base is very complicated. Not only are there all kinds of ingredients and seasonings, but the cooking time, the heat, and so on are also very time-consuming.

There are so many intricacies involved in such a small bowl of noodles that they could fill dozens of books, and still not be fully explained. These are trade secrets, and they are what I, Kusaburo, am currently learning.

Of course, Caodeng is only an assistant now and hasn't reached the point of mastering the craft yet. In the old man's words, asking him to make noodles now would be like ruining the family's reputation.

When there are few people, the old man can manage on his own. However, now that it is the peak tourist season, tourists passing by come to try the "One Bowl to the Soul" dish.

Due to the large number of customers during the day, the noodle shop has a lot more to prepare the soup base, which often needs to be simmered overnight.

Some soup bases require simmering over low heat for more than ten hours to reach the required standard.

In previous years, my wife Ishito would hire a few students who were doing summer jobs to help out at this time, but now that my son and daughter-in-law have returned, the job naturally fell to my wife Kusato and Misa.

So they couldn't come back for dinner, and at this time, Hui's family would eat dinner directly in the noodle shop.

Hui went to the noodle shop to have dinner.

'A Bowl to the Soul' is not far from Hui's home, just a few minutes away. It is located in a commercial street a few blocks away from her home.

When Hui walked into her shop, it was already past 7:40 pm.

It's late at night now, and the peak customer flow has passed, but there are still a dozen or so customers in the noodle shop.

Misa, an amateur waitress, wasn't busy at the moment. When she saw her daughter coming over, she quickly went over to take a good look at her.