I'm having fun in Tokyo

"You are not an ordinary person, but a strong person who possesses power and has a bottom line."

As she spoke, Xinjue suddenly leaned close to Morikawa Yu's face and looked at him intently.

"Master, to be honest, I really liked you the way you were before."

"You are so cool and captivating when you wield your sword to protect the weak and uphold justice. Why deny yourself just because of greed?"

"Just admit it openly. Anyway, Lady Hishitsuki has already figured it out and won't blame you."

Morikawa Yu was stunned for a moment after hearing her words.

Xin Jue seemed to be right; she had indeed been troubled by this problem for far too long.

Those involved are often confused, while bystanders see things clearly; I myself didn't understand things as well as she did.

There's really no need to worry about those things.

"Looks like my handsome swordsman master is back, hehehe." Xinjue lay down in his arms and hugged his neck.

"Yes, I've figured it out."

"Can I make another request? I just want my master to be a little gentler with me, and not make me work so I have more time to slack off?"

"Then you are truly a despicable maid."

Morikawa Yu sighed and pinched Shinjue's cheek.

"Hey hey hey."

Xin Jue seemed completely unconcerned, nuzzling against his chest.

"As long as you're happy, Master."

Morikawa Yu was too lazy to argue with her, so he pulled her off him and made her sit down next to him.

"Xinjue, did you come up with all those words just now?"

"No, I didn't come up with these ideas. Lady Himezuki taught me to say them."

"Lady Feiyue noticed that you've been acting strangely lately, like you're not yourself anymore. She was worried that you might be thinking of doing something rash, so she specifically told me to say these things to you when she had the chance."

"So, Hiyue asked you to come with me so that you could enlighten me?" Morikawa Yu couldn't help but think of Hiyue's request for him to bring Xinjue along.

Xin Jue nodded.

"Well, I originally planned to say these things in Kyoto, but it would be good if I could resolve your inner conflict earlier."

Morikawa Yu sighed and patted her head.

"Next time, just say what you want to say directly. We're all family, there's no need to be so reserved."

"Oh." Xinjue nodded her little head, her face full of anticipation.

"Master, if you say that, can I take it as you relinquishing my status as a maid?"

"No."

"Tch, we're supposed to be family, so why am I being made a maid?" Xin Jue pouted.

"Because I'm a total shut-in, a complete pervert, and I like maids. How does that answer feel to you, my beloved maid?"

"It's alright, I'd give it a seven out of ten."

"The maximum score is 100, right? This joke has been overused."

"Hmph, so you used that same lame joke to trick me last time, making me get punished by Lady Scarlet Moon?"

"Because I love you so deeply, Master."

"Is this what you call love? I don't want this twisted kind of love!" Xin Jue grabbed his trench coat in annoyance. "Please be gentle, give me normal love!"

Looking at her, Morikawa Yu couldn't help but smile.

The atmosphere relaxed again.

"Mr. Morikawa."

Suddenly, a sound came from outside the VIP waiting room.

An airport staff member gently pushed open the door and walked over quickly.

Chapter 219 She's not angry anymore.

"Mr. Morikawa, a gentleman named Keisuke Fujiwara is looking for you. Your private jet can depart now."

Morikawa Yu nodded.

He closed the music theory book beside him, took Xinjue's little hand, and stood up.

Airport staff immediately stepped forward to lead the way for him.

As soon as Morikawa Yu stepped out of the VIP waiting room, he saw Fujiwara Keisuke standing outside, along with his assistants who were dragging large suitcases.

Keisuke Fujiwara stepped forward and pointed to the three large suitcases being dragged by his assistants.

“Mr. Morikawa, Lady Iegami has already boarded the plane. I’m here to find you as she requested.”

"In addition, these are the musical instruments you asked me to buy this morning. I saw that you were in such a hurry, so I had someone buy a set from a nearby music store first."

"Once you arrive in Kyoto, I'll send someone to Miki Music Store in Osaka to have a set custom-made for you, how about that?"

As Fujiwara Keisuke spoke, he looked at Morikawa Yu's expression.

This morning, he received a call from Morikawa Yu, asking him to help buy a complete set of musical instruments.

In his opinion, Mr. Morikawa may have become interested in musical instruments and wanted to learn them because of what Ms. Yuon said yesterday.

He could understand Mr. Morikawa's feelings; after all, everyone has a period when they are interested in musical instruments.

The length of this period is generally determined by the purchase value of the musical instrument.

The more expensive the item, the longer it will be cherished; the cheaper one will probably only be collecting dust in a couple of days.

However, what he couldn't understand was that the list of instruments Mr. Morikawa Yu wanted included the suona, a Chinese instrument, which was truly baffling.

Fortunately, Mr. Morikawa did not say that he absolutely had to buy this instrument, so he had people ignore the past and made no preparations.

"Is everything here?" Morikawa Yu asked.

He didn't care whether the instrument Fujiwara Keisuke bought was expensive or not, since it was only for practice now.

As for that music store he'd never even heard of, it might be impressive, but he didn't know exactly how impressive it was, so he didn't really have a real sense of it.

"By the way, how is your god doing now? Is he still angry?"

Morikawa Yu asked, seemingly casually.

I angered Asaka yesterday, and I wonder how she is now.

She said, "Don't let me see you again," and I wonder what her reaction will be when I board the plane later.

“Lady Igami…” Fujiwara Keisuke paused for a moment, “Lady Igami is doing well, and she’s not angry with you anymore.”

"She's not angry with me anymore?" Morikawa Yu asked in surprise.

He couldn't remember doing anything, so why was she suddenly not angry?

"Is it because when Shiori went to plead with Lord Iegami yesterday, she mentioned your reaction after she left?" Fujiwara Keisuke's voice suddenly lowered as he moved closer to him.

"Shiori called me last night and said that when the God of the House found out that you were trying to cheer her up after she left, he angrily called you an idiot three times."

"But after she finished scolding me, she laughed, and seemed very happy."

"Shiori witnessed the God of the House's smile and was worried for a long time, fearing that the God of the House would silence her. Please don't tell the God of the House. Shiori told me about this, and then I told you."

"Don't worry, I'll definitely keep quiet." Morikawa Yu nodded.

"Keep your mouth shut... Could you use a different word? I used that word yesterday when I assured Shiori." Fujiwara Keisuke's eyes showed a hint of worry.

Morikawa Yu couldn't help but glance at him.

Good grief, I'm keeping my mouth shut, and you're keeping your mouth shut too?

You told me so quickly, your bottle is a wide-mouthed bottle, right?

He shook his head and turned to think about Asaka's question.

Since Asaka is happy because I'm worried about her, it means she's not really angry.

This is easy to handle.

Just apologize to her later and let her back down gracefully, and the matter will be over, right?

He smiled, took Shinjue's little hand, nodded to Fujiwara Keisuke, and the group headed to the boarding gate under the guidance of the staff.

Once on the plane, Morikawa Yu saw Fujiwara Shiori, the eldest daughter of the Fujiwara family.

She lay unceremoniously on a seat, her hands clasped in front of her lower abdomen, looking up at the cabin ceiling with a gloomy expression.

Morikawa Yu couldn't help but sigh.

Judging from her appearance, her request to Asaka to reduce her workload yesterday must have failed.

When she returns to Kyoto, she will still have to do double the work.

He had also experienced the feeling of almost dying from overworking in his past life, so he understands her feelings.

For a salted fish, this is nothing short of hellish torture.

“Mr. Morikawa, please find a seat.” Fujiwara Keisuke said from behind him.

Morikawa Yu nodded, looking at the space inside the cabin.

He checked it when he boarded the plane; it's an Airbus A320, a medium-sized passenger plane with 150 seats.

But once he got on board, he realized that what he was seeing was not the business class cabin he was familiar with, but a spacious and luxurious cabin lounge that left him speechless, complete with a master bedroom, a dining room, and a meeting area.

Even the super-rich's private jets worth hundreds of millions of dollars that I saw in my previous life are probably nothing compared to this.

Keisuke Fujiwara was pleased with his expression and smiled.

“Mr. Morikawa, you are a distinguished guest of our Fujiwara family, so I borrowed my elder brother’s private jet to take you to Kyoto.”

"This plane has a dedicated kitchen and dining area, so you can order whatever you like if you're hungry."

Morikawa Yu nodded, and at the same time told Shinjue to find a place to rest.

He looked towards the meeting area and suddenly noticed that Asaka's household gods were also there, but they had all turned into cats and were all lying there obediently.

Is this a private jet for cats?

If he hadn't known he was on a plane, he would have thought he'd arrived at a cat cafe.

"Mr. Morikawa, would you like to sit down and rest for a while?"

"Our household deity should be sleeping in the master bedroom. We'll wait until she wakes up..."

As Fujiwara Keisuke was speaking, he suddenly fell silent.

The door to the cabin bedroom was opened, and Asaka leaned against the door, looking coldly at Morikawa Yu.

"Human, why are you appearing before me?"

Morikawa Yu couldn't help but glance at Fujiwara Keisuke.

"Didn't you say she wasn't angry anymore?" he asked with his eyes.

Keisuke Fujiwara nodded slightly, with a serious expression that said, "Go ahead and do it, I would never lie to you."

Morikawa Yu looked at Shinjue.

Xin Jue nodded and gave a nod.

"Don't worry, I've already sensed it, this guy isn't lying."

Morikawa Yuya nodded inwardly.

Asaka's expression gradually turned ugly.

These bastards! Do they think she's blind? Their eye contact is way too obvious!?

She turned around, slammed the door, and went into the bedroom.

Morikawa Yu quickly followed and pushed open the door.

Asaka watched him come in and gave a cold snort.