In the anime, Ai Li's father really doesn't want to be a yellow-haired man

At noon, sunlight filtered through the restaurant windows, casting a soft shadow. The restaurant was filled with the faint aroma of coffee.

A beautiful and elegant lady sat quietly by the window, waiting... She was dressed in a sophisticated office lady outfit: a white bra top paired with a black blazer, the slim fit perfectly emphasizing her stunning figure. Her legs were crossed, clad in black stockings, exuding a captivating allure.

At this moment, Takashi San came in hurriedly (he took half a day to deal with all the affairs of Dongda University), "Sorry, sorry, I'm late."

When the lady heard the voice, she raised her head slightly with a gentle smile on her face. "It's okay, I just got here too."

After a few pleasantries, Xiaosan began to get to the point.

"Mrs. Sakurajima, please tell me your request and I will help you solve it." Takashi San's eyes were full of tenderness.

Mrs. Sakurajima sat there, her posture elegant. She shook her head gently, a faint smile on her lips. "Don't be so anxious. To be honest, I haven't thanked you properly for saving my life yet."

When Xiaosan heard this, he was stunned for a moment.

"Is the injury from last time okay, Yukinoshita-kun?" While speaking, Mrs. Sakurajima stared at Takashige without blinking, as if she wanted to get the answer directly from his expression.

Her eyes were always on the boy, as if attracted by a magnet, and she looked at the boy in front of her carefully.

His handsome features resembled a masterpiece meticulously crafted by a god. His face was defined by sharp yet gentle lines, a perfect outline crafted by divine favor. His eyes, pierced by sharp brows, were deep and luminous. His high nose bridge and slightly upturned lips exuded a unique charm, a hint of a smile.

She watched quietly, admiration creeping into her eyes. Her heart rippled like a lake in a spring breeze, and an indescribable fondness grew within her. "Sure enough, he's very handsome...both his abilities and his looks..."

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern, madam. Your matter is more important." Xiaosan had a humble smile on his face.

Mrs. Sakurajima raised her head slightly and glanced around. The restaurant was bustling with people, and the noise was endless. "This is not the place to talk. Let's talk somewhere else." As she spoke, she stood up gracefully and adjusted the corner of her clothes.

Kozo also stood up immediately, waiting for Mrs. Sakurajima to go first.

Soon after, they arrived at the underground parking lot.

The underground parking lot was dimly lit. Mrs. Sakurajima walked over to a black car, gently opened the door, and elegantly got in the back seat. Kozo followed suit.

Mrs. Sakurajima sat in the car seat with a relaxed posture, "This is my car, so it's safe here, so Yukinoshita-kun doesn't need to feel restrained." Although her voice was soft, there seemed to be a different deep meaning in her words.

Xiao San sat in the back row. As soon as he took his seat, a fragrant aroma lingered in his nose. It was a unique aroma, a mixture of the fragrance of high-end perfume and the elegant body odor unique to mature women, which tickled his olfactory nerves.

"Mrs. Sakurajima, can I tell you now?" Kozo asked politely, sitting upright in the back seat of the car.

"Don't you want something in return?" Mrs. Sakurajima's eyes were filled with profound meaning. Her legs were elegantly crossed, and her black stockings shone softly under the dim light from the car. She tilted her head slightly, her eyes holding an elusive expression, and a faint smile played at the corner of her mouth.

"No, it's just a piece of cake for me." Takashi San's face was humble, his eyes clear. (The truth: This mature and beautiful lady was actually right in Takashi San's "sweet spot." However... Takashi San had just experienced a fierce battle with Altria in the wild before coming here, and Altria had completely absorbed all his evil desires. Therefore, Takashi San's thoughts were now exceptionally pure, clean, and spotless.)

Mrs. Sakurajima slowly leaned towards Xiao San, her beautiful eyes staring straight at him, her delicate face filled with an indescribable charm, and her red lips parted slightly: "There is no one else here, you can do whatever you want."

"Madam, please respect yourself." Xiao San said, and his hand quickly reached for the door switch, wanting to open the door and get out of the car. However, the moment his hand touched the switch, he found that the door was locked.

Mrs. Sakurajima's beautiful face slowly moved closer to Takashiro, until she was so close to him that he could clearly feel her breath... The breath had a sweet smell, like the fragrance of a blooming flower, gently brushing against his cheek.

"Passed the test." Mrs. Sakurajima suddenly said with a satisfied smile on her face.

"Hmm?" Xiao San asked in confusion.

"Please forgive my rudeness, Yukinoshita-kun. My daughter has a special status and will be targeted by many men outside... Mai is very important to me. I can't let an unreliable man take care of my daughter, so I made such a rude move just now." Mrs. Sakurajima apologized with an apologetic look on her face, her eyes full of sincerity.

After hearing Mrs. Sakurajima's explanation, Kozo's tense expression gradually relaxed. He nodded gently, gently expressing his understanding.

Mrs. Sakurajima breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this. She sat up straight, her expression became serious, and she began to explain her request.

"...Yukinoshita-kun, I hope you can find Mai and bring her back to me." Mrs. Sakurajima's eyes were full of anticipation.

Kozo listened attentively to Mrs. Sakurajima's words. He nodded, his face clear and unwavering, and said calmly, "That's not a problem at all." Then, he looked up, a hint of confusion in his eyes. "But Mrs. Sakurajima, why did you come to me? You should know I'm just an ordinary high school student."

"Is there anything you can't do?" Mrs. Sakurajima leaned forward, slowly put her lips close to Takashi's ear, and whispered softly: "A famous detective from Kanto, a genius boy from the University of Tokyo." The hot air she exhaled gently brushed past Takashi's ear.

Hearing this, Xiao San was stunned, with a hint of realization in his eyes.

Seeing that Takashi San didn't respond, Mrs. Sakurajima smiled faintly and spoke slowly, "You're quite famous on the internet. We can find out if we ask someone to investigate." She paused for a moment, as if observing Takashi San's reaction. "Although you've been intentionally hiding your identity,... you seem to be using your real name when you're out there, right?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao San sighed helplessly, "I was negligent."

"By the way..." Mrs. Sakurajima's eyes fell gently on Kosan and she asked softly, "Are you in urgent need of money?"

Hearing this question, a hint of hesitation flashed across Xiaosan's face.

I can't say I'm short of money...

The rewards for doing tasks for the Shinomiya family are very high. By taking on some mercenary commissions, catching bounty criminals, and doing some miscellaneous tasks, there is still some surplus.

It can't be said that there is no shortage of money...

The cost of supporting Altria (the monthly payments for a Soft Seven are even more stressful than a car loan or mortgage... not just the money, but also the daily wear and tear on the body), as well as the cost of vehicle maintenance, are all enormous expenses. The Shinomiya family could fire him at any moment, after all, he's just a salaried thief taking advantage of the situation, and Kozo knows his place.

After thinking for a moment, Xiao San nodded gently, his voice filled with a hint of helplessness, "Let's just say so."

Mrs. Sakurajima's expression became serious. She looked directly into Takashi's eyes and said, "Remuneration is not a problem. As long as you help me bring my daughter back. But..." At this point, her eyes became serious and her tone became more serious, "You cannot use coercion or violence."

Next, the two of them discussed various matters carefully in the car, and Kozo listened carefully to every request of Mrs. Sakurajima...Finally, everything was confirmed.

Mrs. Sakurajima pressed the key switch with her slender fingers. With a "click", the sound of the car door unlocking was particularly clear in the quiet car.

She pushed open the car door, and Takashi San followed closely behind.

After getting out of the car, the dim light from the garage shone on the two of them.

Mrs. Sakurajima stood still, her eyes full of trust, and looked at Kosan gently, "Then I'll leave it to you, Yukinoshita-kun."

"Well, leave it to me." Xiaosan nodded.

Mrs. Sakurajima nodded slightly and gracefully turned toward the car. She climbed into the driver's seat, closed the door, and fastened her seatbelt. With the low roar of the engine, the car slowly started.

However, not long after the car started moving, Xiao San saw the black car back up again.

The car stopped precisely in front of Takashi San, the window slowly lowered... Mrs. Sakurajima poked her head out, her black hair swaying gently. "Oh, I forgot," Mrs. Sakurajima said, extending her hand, a card tucked between her slender fingers. "This is the student ID you left behind last time."

Chapter 47: 046 New copy after obtaining Kabuto: Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba, Akame ga Kill

Takashi San walked forward and took the student ID.

At that moment, Mrs. Sakurajima tilted her head slightly, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, and a charming smile gently rippled at the corner of her mouth.

"Come to think of it, I haven't repaid your kindness yet..." Mrs. Sakurajima's voice was soft, yet held an indescribable allure. "You can come to my house anytime, Yukinoshita-kun. You know where I live anyway, right?"

"Don't joke with me, ma'am." Xiaosan said helplessly.

Under Xiaosan's gaze, the black car gradually drove out of the underground garage.

Altria's figure quietly appeared beside Xiao San, her pupils were golden, and she said coldly: "What a shameless woman."

"Don't say that, he's just the employer." Xiaosan had a gentle smile on his face. He raised his hand and gently placed it on Altria's head... His fingers gently ran through Altria's soft hair, soothing the little lion with its fur standing on end.

While driving and waiting for the red light, Mrs. Sakurajima frowned slightly, her eyes a little blank, thinking about what had just happened.

1. The bank whose bank card Yukinoshita dropped last time belonged to was a very high-status bank, with only high-net-worth clients. Furthermore, that card was typically reserved for high-ranking members of the Shinomiya zaibatsu.

'But he's short of money?'

2. Yukinoshita Kozo, who entered the University of Tokyo at age 14 and remained at the top of his department. Rumor has it that he was the prodigy who had recently solved several major mysteries.

"Only a prestigious family could produce such an all-round elite, right?"

3. His muscle lines are also perfect, so he should be very self-disciplined in his daily life, right?

His looks, academic ability, and martial prowess were all top-notch. In short, Mrs. Sakurajima had only seen men like him in "studio-created idol personas." However, none of those handsome male idols could compare to him.

He must have close ties to the Shinomiya Zaibatsu, perhaps even a member of the Shinomiya Zaibatsu. If she could establish a connection with him, Mai's career in showbiz would be smooth sailing. Mrs. Sakurajima seemed to be planning this.

Mrs. Sakurajima expertly controlled the steering wheel as the black sedan slowly pulled into the open-air parking lot and parked in an empty spot. As she sat in the driver's seat, the gentleness in her eyes vanished, her expression returning to its usual coldness. She pulled her phone from her bag and called her daughter.

The moment the call was connected, Mrs. Sakurajima put the phone to her ear, but... before she could say anything, Mai's voice came from the other end of the line: "I will never go back, no matter how many times you say it."

"No, I'm not telling you that, but it would be best if you could insist on doing so." Mrs. Sakurajima said in a cold tone.

"Hmm?" Mai made a puzzled sound.

In the afternoon, in a deserted corner of the school, Hirata Yosuke asked Karuizawa Megumi out. He hoped that Karuizawa Megumi, who had reached an agreement with Yukinoshita, could persuade Yukinoshita to stop skipping classes.

"Huh? Who told you this? Even though I have reached an agreement with him, I also..." Karuizawa frowned, looking reluctant.

"Anyway, I'm leaving this matter up to you," Hirata said sincerely, clasping his hands together. "This is for everyone's sake. If we don't have class points this month, someone will definitely drop out due to insufficient individual points. Just for my sake, I owe you one."

"Even if you beg me like this, but I...how can I convince him?" Karuizawa looked embarrassed.

Hirata's eyes were firm as he said seriously, "I believe you. Since Yukinoshita-san chose you over Horikita-san, it means that you hold a special place in her heart. Your opinion should carry a lot of weight with her."

"How is that possible? I'm in that guy's heart..." A faint blush appeared on Karuizawa's fair cheeks, her heartbeat seemed to speed up slightly, and she lowered her head shyly.

"You know, Yukinoshita-san's attitude towards other people... I think he must have a good impression of you. No one understands this better than you." Hirata said gently.

After a moment, Karuizawa Hui seemed to have made up her mind, nodded slightly and said, "Okay...Okay, I'll try."

Under Hirata Yosuke's persuasion, Karuizawa Megumi reluctantly agreed to his request. She wasn't good at saying no to others, and she had no reason to refuse, either publicly or privately: Hirata had helped Karuizawa before... If Yukinoshita kept skipping classes, the class wouldn't improve, and life would be tough for everyone, including Karuizawa herself.

In the afternoon, after school, the campus is filled with a leisurely atmosphere.

Karuizawa Megumi arrived downstairs of the dormitory early. She stood there quietly, the breeze gently blowing her hair.

Her eyes were fixed on the front. Time passed by minute by minute. Occasionally, classmates passed by, but her gaze never moved away.

Finally, the familiar figure appeared in her sight.

Yukinoshita Kozo approached with graceful steps, his figure elongated by the setting sun. His expression seemed apathetic, his eyes brimming with elusive depth. He remained as unrestrained and handsome as ever...his aura alone was completely different from the high school students around him.

Seeing him approaching, Karuizawa Hui's heartbeat unconsciously quickened.

His figure was filled with a cold aura, and he walked slowly as usual, keeping people at a distance, just like his surname... Yukinoshita.

The moment he passed by Karuizawa Megumi...

"Yukinoshita-san, please wait a moment, I have something important to tell you." Karuizawa's voice broke the silence. Her lips trembled slightly, and her hands unconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes.

Xiaosan stopped and turned around slowly with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Karuizawa closed his eyes tightly and mustered up all his courage to speak: "I...I hope you won't skip classes anymore, okay? Class grades are really important to everyone."

After saying this, Karuizawa still kept her eyes closed, her body slightly tense... She had already prepared herself mentally for rejection. 'It wouldn't be surprising if I were rejected. After all, I...'

"No problem, I won't skip classes starting tomorrow." Xiaosan agreed without hesitation.

"What?" Karuizawa suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes full of disbelief, her mouth slightly open... She couldn't believe her ears.

Karuizawa turned around, her eyes fixed on Kozo's back as he walked towards the dormitory. "Could it be that this guy really did..." Her heartbeat intensified, a frantic flutter in her chest, agitated and unsettled.

Xiaosan had just opened the door of the dormitory and was still in the porch, without having time to change his shoes, when he felt a warm body pressing against him from behind.

He knew who it was without turning around. That familiar body temperature and scent could only be found in Altria.

"Saber, you again..." Takashi San's words were filled with a hint of helplessness, but more of a doting tone. He knew that Altria was in the mood again.

"I can't bear it any longer, Kozo." Altria's voice trembled slightly, and her arms were tightly wrapped around Kozo's waist. "Now let's start training Master's perseverance."

Without saying anything, Altria carried Takashi San to the bed, her movements swift and decisive.

Immediately afterwards, the curtains were instantly drawn tightly by Altria, isolating the world inside the house from the outside world.

Known: 1. Artoria's magic power comes from the Master's physical and mental strength; 2. Artoria can also replenish her own magic power by replenishing food; 3. Artoria will consume a lot of magic power when engaging in "intense battles that satisfy physical and mental pleasure", but at the same time she can also obtain a lot of magic power from the Master; 4. Artoria's overflowing magic power will be fed back to the Master, but there will be a lot of magic power loss during the transmission.

Request: How should the Master satisfy the Knight King’s desire?

At night, soft moonlight shines into the house through the gaps in the curtains.

Altria lay on Takashi's chest, her breathing gradually steady, her hair a little messy sticking to her cheeks... Sweat soaked her body, and the original fresh breath was mixed with a hint of saltiness. Takashi could feel the wet touch on his chest.

Today's battle is finally over.

Although the screwdriver is still clamped in the pliers.

Even while satisfying Altria, Kozo was distracted by his studies... He was searching the system interface for Kabuto's statistics and functions. Kabuto's data was the most detailed and extensive text Kozo had ever seen since he started using the system, which filled him with curiosity. (The desire for knowledge transcended the desire for the flesh.)

1. Masked Form: Perfectly defended against even a 2.4m combined reinforced destructive penetrating round (Takashi has never seen one, so he can't imagine its defensive capabilities), and excels in hand-to-hand combat. He possesses immense strength, capable of lifting 25 tons with one hand for extended periods. His body contains highly compressed oxygen, allowing him to move freely for 5 hours at altitudes exceeding 10km.

SPEC

Height: 190cm

Weight: XNUM X kg

Fist Strength: 8t

Kick force: 10t