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Therefore, Hojo Shinoko and Hojo Tetsuji took completely opposite paths since childhood.

Hojo Tetsuji is active, cannot tolerate what others say, often fights with others, and has a bad temper.

Her personality is quiet, polite, and willing to patiently reason with others.

I used to have a group of understanding friends around me, but as most people grow up, they gradually lose their proper manners, become more and more hypocritical, and are unwilling to be honest children.

As she entered junior high school and high school, Hojo Shinoko's only friend now is Natsuka. She still adheres to her parents' teachings to be an honest and polite child.

In her opinion, if she became like her brother, her life would be over.

Of the two children in the Hojo family, one has to be the one that gives his parents peace of mind.

It is not possible to rely on her brother, so she has to be the good child.

Hojo Shinoko ended the koto club training early and waited on the road that Qingze had to take to go home.

She held her schoolbag in both hands and stood obediently against the wall.

The wind blew, and the lifted hair fluttered on my cheeks, feeling a little itchy.

Hojo Shinoko raised her hand to tuck her hair behind her ears, continued to stare at the intersection, silently calculating the time in her mind.

When she saw a familiar figure appear in front of her, Hojo Shinoko left the wall, smiled and said, "Senior Qingze, good afternoon!"

"Xiaozi, what's the matter with you?"

Qingze stopped and knew very well that the girl in front of him would never look for him if there was nothing wrong.

Hojo Shinoko bowed and said, “I’m sorry to bother you with your unnie’s matter, Aozawa-senpai. His comics are so bad, yet you are willing to finish reading them.

We must repay this favor.”

"That's too serious to say about favors."

Qingze waved his hand and said, "Zheji and I are good friends, so it's a piece of cake for me to help him correct the plot of the comics.

He also offered me orange juice, so you don’t have to be so polite.”

"No, this is a favor. Please allow me to repay it."

Hojo Shinoko was still stubborn. She had read her brother's comics, and the plot was not something a normal person could read. "By the way, Senior Qingze, I'll make a lunch box for you tomorrow. What do you like to eat?"

"Uh……"

Qingze hesitated briefly.

This is a bento made by a high school girl!

From last year to this moment this year, he has never been able to taste the bento made by high school girls at school, and has not been able to enjoy the treatment that the protagonist of a campus comic has.

"Well, I like meatballs and egg rolls with some lettuce. It would be even better if there were heart patterns on the rice."

Qingze put forward his own request.

Hojo Shinoko nodded and said, "No problem, I will send the lunch box to Senior Aozawa tomorrow morning."

Qingze smiled and said, "Okay."

Hojo Shinoko bowed and said, "Then I'll take my leave first. See you tomorrow, Qingze-senpai."

"Yeah." Qingze nodded and watched Hojo Shinoko leave his sight. He suddenly thought of a lunch box tomorrow morning?

Wait, if I bump into Caiyu making vegetable juice, wouldn't that be hard to explain?

Thinking of this, Qingze quickly took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Hojo Shinoko, and brought the lunch box to the Guzheng club.

He went to the Guzheng Department to get it at noon.

Ding, Hojo Shinoko, who was running to the station, received a message from Qingze. She took a look at it and didn't quite understand why he suddenly changed his mind, but still replied, "No problem."

She continued running towards Ayase Station, calculating in her mind how to make a meatball and egg roll bento, and wondering what ingredients she needed to buy at home.

The Hojo family has a lot of problems because both parents are office workers who are often busy and come back very late, and Hojo Tetsuji is the kind of person who doesn't care about anything.

Hojo Shinoko is responsible for all the housework in the house.

She was still very confident in her cooking skills and planned to prepare a delicious lunch box for Senior Qingze tomorrow.

……

Ayase Apartment, 601.

Qingze turned the door handle and shouted inside: "I'm back, Chiyo."

"Well, wash your hands and you can eat."

Chiyo Morimoto replied in the kitchen. She had tied her long black hair into a ponytail, allowing her slender neck to be seen from the side.

The upper body is a loose beige chiffon shirt, and the lower body is light blue wide-leg pants.

The high mountains in front are covered with snow-white aprons.

There were three dishes on the kitchen bar: stir-fried beef with green peppers, mapo tofu, and two braised chicken legs.

There is scrambled eggs with leeks in the pot.

Qingze took a look, turned on the faucet to wash his hands and said, "Chiyo, are you coming back so late again today?"

"I don't think I'll need to work overtime today, so I can probably come back earlier."

Chiyo Morimoto shrugged and ruled out Yuken Yasuda as a suspect.

The three suspects most likely to have leaked the information about the mansion are currently being closely monitored by Iwaki Sosuke.

Eavesdropping devices are secretly installed in the suspects' homes, and their phone calls and internet browsing history are monitored at all times, as well as their families and their bank accounts to see if there are any abnormal fund flows.

These are not things that can produce results overnight, but require patience.

After Emily confirmed that the opponent might be the KGB, the task force has raised its vigilance to the highest level.

The whereabouts of the KGB in Japan can be said to be very mysterious.

Whether in the underground world or the white world, they hide in the deepest places, and even the CIA finds it difficult to detect their whereabouts.

Emily was afraid that if she acted rashly, the three suspects would be frightened and commit suicide by taking poison.

For this reason, Emily could only take a stupid approach and rely on surveillance to find a chance to win.

Chiyo Morimoto and Sosuke Iwaki are the monitoring team. If they find anything unusual, they can notify Emily in time.

The rest of the people are devoted to other work.

Chiyo Morimoto had no intention of finding out what the specific job was, for fear that if she knew too much, Emily would force her into a job.

"Then I'll leave the bath water I took tonight for you to use."

Qingze sat on a high stool with a smiling expression on his face.

Chiyo Morimoto rolled her eyes at him.

That's how it happened, but when Qingze said it, it always seemed to have other meanings.

"How was your day at school?"

Chiyo Morimoto asked casually as she served the scrambled eggs with leeks out of the pan.

Qingze smiled and said, "I am still the same as before, fulfilled and happy, just different from the adults who work all day."

"That's good."

Chiyo Morimoto was a little worried that Qingze was being bullied, so she would ask him about the situation at school every now and then.

Judge whether Qingze is lying based on his answer.

Chiyo Morimoto concluded that she was not lying and was very satisfied.

She works hard outside just to make sure this guy can have fun.

"Your academic performance should not be too bad."

"Okay, Mama Chiyo."

Chiyo Morimoto's face darkened and he said, "What are you yelling about!"

"I think it's more exciting to be called that."

"Little brat, stop reading those unhealthy comic books."

Chiyo Morimoto glared and decided to search Qingze's room carefully when she had time and make sure to clean up those dirty comic books.

……

After finishing dinner, Chiyo Morimoto went to Setagaya District.

Qingze simply put the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher, locked the door, and searched for relevant maps.

He walked into the elevator and began to hypnotize himself, increasing the intensity of his running.

"I can run thirteen kilometers an hour."

His hypnotic ability has become weaker than before, but in the face of facts that are possible to achieve, hypnotic ability can still play a catalytic role.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Qingze ran out, faster than ever before.

The phone was navigating, and in order to ensure that he could run the thirteen kilometers, he searched the thirteen-kilometer route on the map.

Although it was a bit of a detour, the final destination was still set in that small park.

An hour later, the alarm on my phone rang on time.

Qingze also appeared in front of the vending machine in the small park. The street lights with poor contact were flickering, and light and dark alternated on his body surface.

"Huh!" He gasped heavily, feeling deeply how weak his body was.

Just adding 400 meters of distance made me as tired as a dog.

He supported his knees with his hands, took a few deep breaths, and stopped the alarm on his phone.

Qingze bought a bottle of mineral water from the vending machine, put one hand on his waist, drank it all in one breath, and then threw it into the trash can.

The feeling of tiredness still lingered in his heart, so Qingze simply sat on the ground, touching the ground with both hands, and used his catalytic sensing ability.

All the tiredness and exhaustion disappeared at this moment as the sight rose.

Scenes appeared in his mind. He looked around the small park but saw no other people or sounds.

He is the only one here.

I looked at other parks paved with this kind of tiles.

Some are hilarious.

There were many people playing in the park late at night.

From the perspective below, you can see the scenery under the woman's skirt, and the various colors are dazzling.

There are also some bold women who simply wear nothing and just enjoy the excitement.

In that park square, there were young people playing skateboards, acting cool and handsome, which drew cheers from people around them.

Some parks are where adults and children play on stable recreational facilities.

Neon lights flickered, and every scene was filled with the word peace, far away from the dirt and filth of darkness.

so good.

This thought flashed through Qingze's mind, and he continued to spy on the lives of those people living in peace.

After watching for a while, Qingze lifted his hands off the ground, releasing his catalytic sensing ability.

It's time to switch gears.

He turned and went into the woods, hid his cell phone and keys, and transformed himself into a peregrine falcon, quickly darting out of the grove and into the dim night.

Under the starless and moonless night sky, Qingze flew freely, wondering in his heart where to peek using the catalytic sensing.

Even when he transforms into an animal form, he can still use other superpowers, except for hypnosis, which requires speaking.

He thought about it, flew towards the familiar route, and decided to go to Shinjuku for a stroll and use catalyst sensing to see what kind of darkness is hidden under the bustling nightlife.

Chapter 113 Our Perception of Power is Wrong

Shinjuku, Kabukicho 1-chome.

Whenever night falls, various neon signs shine on both sides of the street. Young girls dress up as anime characters or go for sexy styles, greeting passers-by in front of the hot posters.