I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

"Oh, so your room is right here. Your house is really big. I almost got lost."

Chapter 413: The Young Lady's Boudoir

I have to admit that when Ooka Hongye saw Serabelle appear at the door, she was completely stunned.

Want to know where this place is?

This is the residence of the former Prime Minister of Japan!

Although he is no longer in power and it is impossible for him to be surrounded by a large group of bodyguards at all times, he once had great power in his youth and ruled the whole of Japan in his middle age.

Even though the Ooka family was defeated by the political party supported by the rising Suzuki Group, and now has been reduced to occupying Kyoto, it still stands at the top of Japan.

Looking at the entire Ooka family mansion, there is a guard post every three steps and a lookout tower every five steps. There are at least two or more bodyguards in charge of each area. Normally speaking, it is almost impossible for a single soldier to sneak in during the day.

However, it is even more impossible to come in through normal channels.

According to the procedure, at least he would wait in front of the main entrance, and then the housekeeper would come in to report to her, and he would only be brought in after confirming that his identity was correct in all aspects.

Instead of appearing suddenly without any sound like now.

"…Sera-kun? What a coincidence! I was just thinking about you, but I didn't expect that we would actually meet the next second. Are you the legendary Nurarihyon?"

After a little thought, Ooka Hongye decided to calm down first. While maintaining a polite smile, she hid her hands in the sleeves of her yukata and calmly picked up the mobile phone on the tatami beside her. Following her body's memory, she unlocked the screen, opened the phone book and swiped to the location to call security.

She is not a fangirl or a love-brained person, and she will not let down her guard just because the boy she meets is good-looking.

What's more, the two of them were not familiar with each other, and they couldn't even be considered to know each other. It could only be said that they exchanged names.

As long as Serabelle shows any intention of attacking, Ooka Momiji will immediately press the dial button, and most of the security personnel in the mansion will rush over with weapons.

"Sly? I never try to be sly."

Serabelle didn't understand the Kyoto girl's implication. She took off her shoes at the door, entered the room, and sat cross-legged on the other side of the desk, which was separated from the latter by a corner of the table.

"Well, actually, I was confused at first and didn't know how to contact you, Ms. Ooka. It was when I passed by the streets of Kyoto this morning that I saw a billboard with your photo hanging outside the second floor of a karuta house, so I went in to ask. From what the owner of the karuta house said, it seems that your house is quite famous in Kyoto..."

Quite famous?

Ooka Momiji concealed her inner silence with a polite smile.

What a joke on Japan, isn’t her Ooka family just famous in Kyoto?

"You didn't understand me, Sera-kun."

Ooka Momiji took a deep breath.

"I mean, how did you get in here?"

"Climb the wall."

"?"

Serabelle pointed in the direction of the courtyard wall at the southeast corner of the corridor outside the room door.

"Over there, I saw a tree outside the courtyard wall. I looked up from the tree and saw that there were no guards in the courtyard, so I came in from there... Actually, I originally wanted to go through the front gate, but it was tightly closed and there was no doorbell or anything like that, so it seemed inappropriate to knock on the door."

Does that mean it's OK to just climb over the wall?

Ooka Momiji once again raised a question mark.

As for the fact that there are few guards in the yard, that’s because this yard is the backyard of her room!

Whose young lady would place two guards in the backyard of her boudoir to watch over it every day?

What's more, outside the wall of her backyard is a mountain forest. The terrain is rugged and there is no mountain road at all. For safety reasons, the forest is full of animal traps, and there are red lines outside the warning area to prevent people from accidentally entering and getting injured.

But look at Serabelle... well, not only are her hands and feet intact, but there's almost no dirt on her body. She doesn't look like she's been walking in the forest at all.

So, how did you get in?

Ooka Hongye became even more confused.

"It sounds like you came to see me for something, Sera-kun. So what is it?"

"Oh... I almost forgot to mention it. It's about a friend of mine."

Serabell touched her forehead with her fingertips, took out her cell phone from her clothes and opened the chat box with Hattori Heiji.

"You know my friend, Ms. Ooka, Hattori Heiji. He said that he found a token from his first love when he was in the third grade of elementary school. Now he wants to find that first love through the token. But we don't even know what the token is about. We can only guess that it might be some kind of jewelry that was popular among girls in Kyoto at that time, so I want to bring it here for you to see."

I found... a keepsake from my first love...

The perfect smile on Ooka Momiji's face began to falter.

As we all know, the only verbs that can be associated with a token are "give, exchange", but you actually used the word "pick up" to describe it, and the basis for finding someone is not the name or address but the token.

Are you sure you didn't just pick up something someone dropped and then start to have a one-sided crush on someone?

And is this friend you are talking about...

of course not.

Serabelle proved this with her actions.

Because on the phone he handed over, Ooka Momiji saw the video sent by Hattori Heiji.

In order to make the shape of the crystal beads more intuitive, Hattori Heiji took photos from different angles and sent them over.

Ooka Hongye watched the video carefully, then frowned slightly.

"Looks familiar, wait a minute..."

As she spoke, she supported herself with one hand and was about to stand up and walk towards the bookshelf behind her.

But maybe it was because he sat upright for too long (actually it was a kneeling position, which is called upright sitting in Japan), when Ooka Hongye stood up, he accidentally staggered a little, and his left foot stepped a little bit to the side, and kicked his little toe on the leg of the low table.

"Ouch! Hiss——"

Even the usually dignified young lady of Kyoto aristocracy could not bear the pain of having her little toe kicked, and she cried out in pain subconsciously.

The next second, the maid's hurried questioning came from far away in the corridor outside the door that opened into the house.

"Miss Hongye, are you okay?"

The moment Ooka Momiji shouted, she realized that something bad was going to happen.

Although she was wary when Serabelle first appeared, she forgave her uninvited visit after learning that she was just there to ask a few questions.

Besides... sneaking into a heavily guarded aristocratic mansion alone just to meet the daughter of a rich family, this kind of plot is extremely romantic even in a TV drama, let alone in real life.

But her ability to forgive does not mean that the Ooka family can forgive. Although there will most likely not be any serious consequences in the end with her help in explaining, it is basically certain that there will be chaos and unhappiness.

We must get Serabelle into hiding quickly!

Ooka Momiji thought of this and was about to signal to Serabelle with her eyes that she could hide in her closet.

But when she turned around, there was no Serabel in the room.

What about people?

Chapter 414: The Abyss is in Front of the Girl (Happy)

Shock and surprise came one after another. When Ooka Hongye was still looking around the room for Serabelle, the maid who had hurriedly trotted in from outside had already opened the sliding door of the room and was looking inside. Her pretty little face was full of urgency.

"Miss Hongye? Miss Hongye, are you okay?"

"Ah... no, nothing."

Ooka Hongye suddenly came back to her senses and smiled awkwardly.

"Don't worry, nothing happened. It's just that the blood circulation in my legs may be a little poor after sitting for too long, and I accidentally kicked the table leg when I stood up."

"You're not hurt?!"

"It's okay, it's okay. I just kicked you lightly by accident. It hurts a little, but it's not enough to bleed. See."

As Ooka Momiji spoke, she stretched out her jade feet, which were so white that they were almost translucent, and the blue blood vessels under the skin could be vaguely seen, from under her yukata, exposing them to the air.

It can be seen that except for the slight redness of the little toe, there is nothing unusual in other parts of the body.

But the maid was still a little worried: "I'll go get some blood-activating wine for you, Miss Hongye..."

"That's not necessary. It doesn't hurt that much to talk to you for such a short time."

As Ooka Hongye spoke, she raised her arms, straightened her slender waist and stretched.

With this movement, her already voluptuous upper body pushed the yukata further up in front of her chest, almost bursting it.

Even the maid outside the door couldn't help but reveal a little envy.

"Besides, I'm about to take a nap, and if I apply the medicinal wine, it might get on the sheets, so forget it."

"OK then."

Hearing her young lady say this, the maid nodded reluctantly.

"But if you feel any discomfort afterwards, please let me know immediately, Miss Hongye. We will help you contact a doctor for examination immediately."

"I know, I know~ Don't be so nervous, I'm not that delicate."

After finally dealing with the maid and watching her leave, Ooka Momiji quickly closed the door of the room, then turned around and looked around the room carefully.

Although her room was big, there were not many things in it. Apart from the bookcase, desk and bed, there were only two wardrobes side by side.

But the problem is that the bottom of the bed is solid, which means the only place to hide is...

Ooka Momiji turned her gaze towards her closet.

Just as she was about to move towards the closet, there was a slight sound of something falling on the tatami at the door behind her, followed by the boy's usual calm voice.

"You scared me. I thought the maid would chat with you for a long time at the door. If that happened, I'm afraid my hands would break."

"……Eh!?"

Ooka Hongye was so frightened that she turned around again. The top of her proud bust drew a perfect semicircle in the air, and even when she stopped, she swayed left and right due to inertia.

Looking closely, Serabelle's familiar face came into view.

"you……"

Ooka Hongye was speechless for a moment, and silently looked up at the angle formed by the northeast sides of the ceiling above.

Considering the slight sound of the falling object just now, it seems that the reason why Serabelle suddenly disappeared was not because she hid in the closet, but because she had been clinging to the ceiling, using the northeast walls for support?

What the hell, are you an Edo ninja from somewhere?

Ooka Hongye suddenly began to understand how this guy had managed to sneak into the backyard without getting his clothes dirty in the rugged mountain forest full of traps.

Seeing that the Kyoto girl stood there for a long time without any reaction, Serabell stretched out her hand and waved it in front of her.

"So the matter about the crystal bead just now..."

"Oh, wait a minute."

Ooka Momiji then came back to her senses and walked quickly towards the bookshelf. Without any hesitation or searching, she took out a thick photo album from the bookshelf very smoothly.

I took it to the desk and spread it out, and inside it were all photos of her from childhood to adulthood.

Ooka Momiji flipped all the way to the back of the photo album. From the middle of the entire album, she rarely appeared in the photos, most of which were landscape photos.

I think the first half was taken by my family when I was a child, while the second half was taken by myself when I grew up.

When turning to one of the pages of photos, Ooka Momiji suddenly stopped.

Serabelle then moved closer to take a look. The photo was of a Buddha statue in a temple. The Buddha was sitting quietly on a lotus platform. Between the eyebrows of the Buddha's compassionate face was a crystal bead that reflected pure light.

The red leaves of Ooka point to the center of the Buddha's eyebrows.

"I always feel that the crystal beads in the video that your friend sent me, Sera-kun, look familiar. I seem to have seen them somewhere before. Look at this. Do they look similar?"

"……What's this?"

Serabelle does not believe in gods or Buddhas, so naturally she knows little about Buddhism.

"White hair."

Ooka Momiji explained.

"According to Buddhist scriptures, the white hair refers to the white hair between the Buddha's eyebrows. It is as soft as cotton, snow-white, smooth and clean, 15 feet long, and curled clockwise. Crystal beads are often used as a substitute on Buddha statues."

"…So the first love of that guy in the Persuasion Department is a Buddha statue?"

Serabelle's brain circuit was blocked for a moment.