I'm a weird expert in Japan

"Why are you disappointed... I'm not a vampire hunter who has to record the information of the vampires he has hunted in his notebook and then ask me for my nickname in order to complete the setting."

"Why not start one now?"

"Aha?"

"Like a cruel, cold, harsh vampire."

"Let's not talk about the fact that I'm just half-blood, whether I'm suitable for that title..." Lian said with disdain, "Please don't make such a simple decision on such a boring title, okay?"

"What a shame, I thought it was pretty funny."

"I don't see any interesting concept in your expression."

"Very funny," I said with my signature expression.

Atonoki still had no expression on his face.

"Senior... please stop." Lian held her head and cried.

He had the urge to jump down from here, but unfortunately he wouldn't die from the fall nor from drowning.

"Okay, let's get back to the point." Funoki said, "My functions are extremely unstable right now, so the support I can provide you is actually very limited. In addition, my sister and Miss Woyan are not here. According to the current nature of the city's small garden, it is estimated that they will not be able to appear here immediately."

"But Aunt Bladeheart can actually sense the danger of world destruction... Is she really just a human?"

"You have already experienced it just now. In this world, the influence of Blade Heart is ridiculous. Choosing such a person to live in seclusion is a helpless move. Because just an audience with him is enough to make people willing to die, and his noble aura can easily lead to a revolution. As a human being, he has surpassed humanity."

"…Then it's still a vampire…" Lian complained.

But it's just a complaint.

He could be the first to guarantee that Bladeheart was human.

Only because she possessed enough power to destroy the world did she fully understand the fragility of this mirror world.

But it is enough to start a revolution...

Lian suddenly felt that, even if it was only for a few short days, if Blade Heart from here could be allowed to go to the world over there, would he be able to turn Japan, where the Shinomiya family was entrenched, upside down?

No drama, no drama...

Lian shook his head to dismiss the idea.

That would only lead to the destruction of the world over there.

It's even more ridiculous than the destruction of the world here.

"And one last question, how are your friends?"

"Are you talking about Shiyu..." Lian answered subconsciously, then realized she was wrong, "Oh no, it's Touma..."

That guy really was a typical victim this time.

With no fighting power at all, he was forced to go with the flow and wait for Lian to resolve the matter.

"Let's let her be alone with her mother for a while before we find the root of the problem." Lian said casually, "It's impossible for us to really drag her around. That guy doesn't look like an outdoor person. Besides..."

"and?"

"Even if it's a mirror image, being able to express my complaints to my mother is a good rehearsal opportunity."

"It's really surprising that you have such delicate thinking," said Atonoki.

Lian stood up on the top of the bridge. "Although I have no friends, I still have parents. I still understand the feeling of being away from them. Besides, we separated passively, not actively trying to be independent..."

"In other words, you're going to act alone next?"

"I'll be freer alone." Lian put her hands on her hips. "But considering that I'm an alien, how much of an impact I'll have on this side is still unknown, so I'd like to ask Miss Atonoki to keep an eye on that guy in the dark."

"In other words, a bodyguard?"

"As a reward, I'll treat you to a year's worth of ice cream," Lian said.

"It's too generous to refuse, but the mixed-blood boy will be leaving in a few days, right? Is this the legendary empty promise?"

Lian waved her hand. "If we buy enough for a year at once, there won't be any problem, right?"

"That makes sense. It's a deal then. I'll take care of the girl for you, and you can act on your own."

"Then, please."

Lian looked quietly at the unreachable end of the horizon.

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Chapter 154 Chapter 1 Mother and Daughter Time ()

"Well……"

Touma Kazusa opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling of her room in a daze.

She seemed to have a dream, in which she went to the world in the mirror, and then in the other world, her mother seemed to have never left or abandoned her, and always stayed with her.

When did I become so sentimental?

Thinking of the content of the "dream", Hesha suddenly felt unhappy. She sat up from the bed, thinking that she should take a shower to forget this feeling.

At this moment, there was a click and the door was opened.

"Oh, you're awake already? I thought you would sleep until noon..."

Touma Yoko pushed open the door, saw Kazusa, and said with a slightly surprised smile.

"Mom..." Kazusa opened her eyes wide to make sure she was not hallucinating.

"What's that expression on your face? It's like you haven't seen me in years." Yoko pouted, looking very unhappy. "Are you still angry about me not believing you could win?"

“…No.” Kazusa looked away.

She has never won at all, so it doesn't matter whether Yoko is optimistic about her or not.

"Well... it's normal to be in a bad mood after losing a game." Yoko let go of the door handle and turned around. "Hurry up and come down to wash your face and eat. It's already ten o'clock in the morning."

"What..." Hesa's eyes widened.

She turned her head to look at the clock beside the bed, only to find that she had slept until almost noon.

I tossed and turned in bed last night and couldn’t fall asleep. I was troubled by the problem of the “world in the mirror”.

Unlike Shijo Lian who seemed to be very good at dealing with this kind of thing, Hesa ​​was completely like a headless fly. She could not think of anything except surprise and confusion about the environment she was in or the changes in the people around her.

That guy left yesterday after checking the mirror under the pretext of taking a shower...

Judging from his methodical approach during the day, he must be investigating the situation further here, right?

Thinking of this, Hesha felt like she had become a burden.

"It would be meaningless to take you with me now."

Touma Yoko said this to her when she left Japan two and a half years ago.

Mother meant that Kazusa's piano skills were far from good enough for her to study abroad.

At this moment, she inexplicably associated it with the four ripples.

He chose to act alone instead of bringing along her who had also strayed into this world... Perhaps he thought that she, an ordinary person, couldn't be of any help?

If I suggest that we find a solution together, he will say the same thing as my mother, right?

Hesa made some random guesses in her mind, and her mood instantly dropped.

Unlike the piano, this feeling of powerlessness is so strong that it crosses the line.

Because even if Lian didn't object, she wouldn't be able to do anything.

Ignorance and powerlessness are the most intuitive descriptions of her situation.

It feels more infuriating when you know what the other person is busy with than when you don't know what they are busy with.

"Aha……"

Hesa sighed deeply to dispel her unreasonable boredom, but as soon as she raised her eyelids, she found that Yoko's face had become extremely huge in her field of vision.

I thought my mother had already left, but not only did she not leave, she sat down on the edge of the bed, came close to me and looked at me with big eyes.

"Are you worried? Let me guess the reason." Yoko's thin eyebrows trembled happily, like a high school girl who likes gossip. "I guess it should be--"

Hesa subconsciously reached out and pushed Yoko's face away, interrupting her words.

"Isn't it disgusting? Getting so close to me——"

However, while Kazusa was exerting force, Yoko was also resisting, and the mother and daughter started quarreling beside the bed.

Of course, Yoko was genuinely playing around, but Kazusa felt a bit stuck.

This is a world in a mirror. The mother in front of me is just a reflection with the same appearance, but her personality and behavior are reversed in some places.

For example, the part where he would wake her up in the morning and play with her by the bed.

She didn't remember her mother doing something like this so carefree.

For Touma Yoko, all she sees is always work, work, work and work.

Of course, there are also parts related to men in between.

In short, she is definitely not the kind of good mother who is a little playful yet steady.

"You're obviously a fake, don't be so close to me."

Kazusa was about to shout out these words to chase away Yoko who was in front of her, but when she was about to say them, she was stopped by another sentence that echoed in her mind.

"Maybe she's different from the mother you know, but not to the extent that she should be classified as a fake."

The four ripples' rebuttal is still clearly audible.

It's not just a knockoff, it's just flipped inside out in some places.

The tone of an expert makes people feel uncomfortable, but there is no way to question it.

It is either a fake or the genuine product.

Did the mother ever think about calling her like this every day and then making a few nonsense when getting up?

This was a scene she had never seen in her dreams.

A warm yet unfamiliar smell.

Hot and wet liquid suddenly slid across my cheek.

"Hey, why is the child crying..." Yaozi's voice was full of panic, "Sorry, sorry, mommy's joke was too much and touched your sore spot, didn't it?"

Hesha quickly shook her head, wiped away her tears with her hands, and denied stubbornly, "I'm fine..."

She found that her voice was choked with sobs.

It was so embarrassing that I actually cried in front of Touma Yoko.

Even when she left me to live alone in Japan, tears were just welling up in my eyes.

"It doesn't look like everything is alright." Yoko reached out and touched Kazusa's head. "It looks like mom said something she shouldn't have. Okay, okay, it's no big deal, don't cry, don't cry."

The more gentle and caring Yoko was, the more Hesa ​​felt that she could not stop her tears. They rushed out like a river bursting its dam, and fell on the quilt with a dull clattering sound.

"Really? You feel sad because you have never experienced pain before." Yaozi puffed out his chest. "Look at mom. She got married twice and divorced twice. If you hadn't been born, I don't know how many times she would have gotten married. Your taste in men is really bad. Compared to me, do you think your situation is that bad?"

Touma Yoko made a self-explosive statement as if she was complaining about other people's affairs, and it was like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.

It was clearly a very unfortunate and even sympathetic experience, but when she spoke it, it sounded a bit proud, as if she was saying something like "No matter how unlucky you can be, you can't be more unlucky than me. I'm not crying, why are you crying?"

"There's nothing to be proud of if you have poor taste..." Hesha sobbed a few times before wiping her nose and speaking in a stubborn, hoarse tone.

However, the moment he finished speaking, he burst into laughter.

The mother and daughter leaned their foreheads against each other in silence.

Chapter 155 Chapter 2 Mother-Daughter Time ()

"What the hell is going on? You're crying in bed so early in the morning. Your eyes must be swollen, right?"