My and Their Anime-Style Otherworldly Survival Adventure

Jiu Xiao yawned and said casually, "Good morning, everyone. Why didn't you call me for lunch?"

Mu Geng rolled his eyes at Jiu Xiao and said irritably, "I asked Xiao Yuan to wake you up, but you didn't respond at all. You were sleeping like a log. You're so lazy! I'm starting to doubt whether you've been practicing your kendo properly lately. Let's spar after dinner and see if your skills have gotten worse!"

Yeonju chimed in, "Exactly! It seems like Gou-soo's been staying up really late lately. Is he up to something bad at night?"

Jiuxiao grabbed Yanzhu's head and said, "You're eating your food, why are you everywhere? Last night you were all knocked out by Weizhi's cocktails, and I had to clean up the mess by myself. Of course I was tired, how could I have the energy to do anything else? Right, Sister Musang?"

Upon hearing this, Kisara subconsciously glanced at Jiuxiao's lips. Although she tried her best to maintain the image of an older sister, her slightly flushed cheeks betrayed her. Their eyes met in mid-air, everything understood without words.

Jiu Xiao chuckled and scratched his head. After greeting the others, he sat down, picked up his chopsticks, and prepared to eat, but was stopped by Fate.

"Brother Jiuxiao, you haven't washed up yet. It's not hygienic to eat like this," Fate blinked her big eyes and reminded him earnestly.

Jiuxiao then realized his oversight and chuckled as he patted Fate's hair: "Oh dear, look at my memory, I almost forgot."

He got up and went to the bathroom to wash up. After washing up, he returned to the dining table, picked up his chopsticks, and began to enjoy his breakfast.

Xiao Yuan secretly watched Jiu Xiao from the side, seemingly wanting to say something, but hesitant. Jiu Xiao noticed her unusual behavior and was about to ask when a phone call interrupted him.

The call connected, and it was Wei Zhi's voice: "Moshi Moshi, is Brother Jiuxiao awake yet? Get ready quickly, I'll come to your house to pick you up, His Majesty the Holy Emperor wants to see you."

Jiu Xiao was overjoyed. Ever since the Holy Emperor ascended the throne, he had been looking for an opportunity to get in touch with him, the one who outwardly ruled the Tokyo region with supreme power. It seemed that their performance last night had reached the Holy Emperor's ears.

"Yes, I'm already up. Sister Weizhi, what does the Holy Emperor want with me?" Jiuxiao asked tentatively.

Wei Zhi chuckled softly on the other end of the phone, her voice tinged with mystery: "Well, you'll find out when you get here. Anyway, it's a good thing, so don't miss this opportunity, little brother Jiu Xiao."

The two agreed on a time, and Jiu Xiao decided to meet the Holy Emperor, the person who ostensibly ruled the Tokyo area, alone. He originally wanted to bring Wei Zhi along, but the agency couldn't be left unattended. The worst thing in business is to work sporadically, and he had a large family to support; living off his savings was not a long-term solution.

After quickly finishing breakfast, Jiu Xiao tidied himself up and stood at the door waiting for Wei Zhi's arrival. A short while later, Wei Zhi's car pulled up. Jiu Xiao nodded and got into the car. They chatted briefly on the way; Wei Zhi didn't reveal much about the reason for the Emperor's summons, only telling Jiu Xiao not to be nervous, as the Emperor was a very easygoing person.

The car quickly stopped in front of a government agency in the Tokyo area. The place was heavily guarded, with armed soldiers patrolling frequently. Weizhi didn't go inside with Jiuxiao; she waved to him as he was led away by the receptionist.

After registering at the gate, Jiu Xiao was led by a female receptionist in uniform through a series of security checkpoints into the core area of ​​this government agency. They arrived at a conference room, where the receptionist said, "Please go in; His Majesty the Holy Emperor is waiting for you inside."

Jiu Xiao nodded, thanked them, and gently pushed open the conference room door. The room was softly lit, with a long conference table in the center. Behind the table sat a young woman in an elegant white dress, with medium-length hair cascading down her shoulders, and a delicate yet dignified face. Two security personnel stood behind her. As soon as Jiu Xiao entered, he was captivated by the Holy Emperor's unique aura.

"You must be Yuan Jiuxiao, Mr. Yuan? May I address you as such?"

Jiu Xiao nodded absentmindedly, his mind preoccupied with what he was about to say. His demeanor angered one of the security personnel behind the Holy Emperor, who roared at him, "You scoundrel, how dare you be so rude! How dare you be distracted in front of His Majesty the Holy Emperor!"

Jiu Xiao suddenly woke up. He looked up and glanced at the other person. The other person was wearing glasses and looked somewhat familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

"Who are you?" Jiuxiao asked dismissively.

Seeing the two men on the verge of exchanging blows, the Holy Emperor quickly smoothed things over, saying, "Let me introduce you. This is Lieutenant Takumi Howaki, the captain of my guard. They are usually responsible for my safety."

Jiuxiao nodded. So it was this idiot. In the original story, Howaki Takuto took pleasure in shooting cursed children, hoping to gain the Emperor's favor and rise to power. He needed to be eliminated; keeping such a menace around only pollutes the air.

“Lieutenant Takuto Howaki, right? I am Yuan Jiuxiao, currently ranked 300th in IP. The Holy Emperor and I have some very important matters to discuss later. Could you please excuse us?” Jiuxiao’s words seemed humble, but in fact, he left him no room for rebuttal.

Bao Xie Zhuoren's face instantly turned ashen. He clearly hadn't expected Jiuxiao to be so direct and impolite in demanding that he leave. He was about to say something when the Holy Emperor gently raised his hand to stop him.

"Captain Hokawa, you may leave now. Mr. Gen and I have some matters to discuss privately." The Emperor's voice was calm yet firm, carrying an unquestionable authority.

Takuto Hoki reluctantly said, "But...but, your safety..."

“Mr. Yuan is an outstanding police officer ranked 300th in IP, and he protected Tokyo’s safety from Gastrea last night. I trust his character and abilities and he poses no threat to me. If Mr. Yuan truly has malicious intentions, your presence here will be of no use.”

The Holy Emperor's words were utterly merciless, leaving Howaki Takuto and his men utterly humiliated. Howaki Takuto gritted his teeth, a flicker of resentment and anger in his eyes, yet he had no choice but to obey the Holy Emperor's orders. He glared fiercely at Kusho, as if determined to etch this disgrace into his memory, before leading his men out of the conference room.

As the doors closed, silence returned to the meeting room. The Emperor bowed slightly and addressed Jiu Xiao in a more gentle tone: “Please sit, Mr. Yuan. Thank you very much for stepping forward in that time of crisis to protect Tokyo from the Gastrea invasion. Your heroic act not only saved countless innocent lives but also set a shining example for us. In this turbulent era, police officers like you, who are courageous and selfless, are our most precious asset.”

Chapter Ninety-Six: My heart and actions are as clear as a mirror; all my deeds are for justice!

Jiuxiao gently pulled out a chair and sat down, his gaze meeting the clear and deep eyes of the Holy Emperor.

"You flatter me. His Majesty the Holy Emperor has taken on the responsibility of protecting Tokyo at such a young age. This sense of duty and courage is truly admirable. My actions last night were merely fulfilling my duty as a police officer." Jiu Xiao's words were sincere and humble, which naturally endeared him to people.

The Holy Emperor smiled slightly and continued, "Mr. Yuan is too modest. As far as I know, you are only 15 years old this year, right? It is rare to have the strength of an IP ranking of 300 at such a young age. Your potential and future are limitless. I invited you here today not only to express my gratitude and pay the commission fee, but also to ask you for a favor."

As the Holy Emperor spoke, he pushed a bank card in front of Jiuxiao and continued, "There are 100 million yen in this card. This is the fee for your protection of Tokyo last night. Please accept it. Although this small reward is insignificant compared to your achievements, it is the maximum amount I can negotiate within my authority."

Jiuxiao accepted the reward without hesitation.

"Thank you for your generosity, Your Majesty. I will use this money wisely. I wonder what Your Majesty wishes to ask of me? I will do my best to help you within my capabilities."

The Holy Emperor nodded slightly, his expression turning grave. "Mr. Yuan," he said, "before I state my request, I'd like to ask you something. What are your thoughts on the Cursed Children? The situation in Tokyo is becoming increasingly dire. The threat from Gastrea is growing, and many are pointing the finger at the Cursed Children, believing them to be the root cause of all this suffering, advocating for their complete eradication. This sentiment is growing louder among the public, and some radical organizations are even pressuring the government to intervene and eliminate the Cursed Children. This not only violates humanitarian principles but also exacerbates social unrest and anxiety. More importantly, those children are victims themselves; they were fighting for humanity, yet this is their fate..."

The Holy Emperor's tone carried a hint of sorrow, revealing her deep sympathy and helplessness regarding the cursed child's plight. Jiuxiao listened quietly, his fist clenching unconsciously, then he slammed it heavily on the table, a flash of indignation in his eyes.

"Nonsense! As you said, these children are fighting for humanity, yet they are treated like this. They are desperate to survive, but they are treated as outcasts by their own kind and even face elimination. It's utterly absurd! I cannot understand or accept this. If society cannot give them the understanding and acceptance they deserve, then what value do these people have in protecting?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of satisfaction and appreciation flashed in the Holy Emperor's eyes. She nodded gently and continued, "Mr. Yuan, it seems that the rumors that you have adopted many cursed children in the outer region are not unfounded."

Jiu Xiao wasn't surprised at all. He purchased so many daily necessities through the Sima family's channels every month; it would be difficult to hide it from those with ulterior motives. However, he didn't intend to conceal it. "My heart and actions are as clear as a mirror; all my deeds are for justice!"

Seeing Jiu Xiao remain silent, deep in thought, the Holy Emperor quickly explained, "Mr. Yuan, please don't misunderstand. I didn't mean to blame you at all. On the contrary, I admire your courage and sense of responsibility. Actually, I plan to introduce the 'Gastrea Law' soon, the core of which is a law that respects the basic human rights of the Cursed Children. However, this law was met with strong opposition from most of my subordinates even in the drafting stage. They believe it is a betrayal of humanity and an indulgence of the Gastrea threat. Although the law was temporarily preserved due to my firm stance, I am worried that once the law is officially introduced, it may trigger greater social unrest, and even radicals may take extreme actions."

Jiu Xiao raised her head, her gaze fixed intently on the Holy Emperor. Although she felt no sense of being used as a puppet, her genuine desire to speak out for the Cursed Child was undeniable. This coincided with Jiu Xiao's own thoughts; if that were the case, what harm would there be in helping her seize actual control of the Tokyo area, or even the entirety of Japan? A high school girl ruling Japan—the thought was rather exciting.

Having made up his mind, Jiuxiao asked, "Then, what do you need me to do, Your Majesty?"

The Holy Emperor bowed slightly, his eyes gleaming with trust and expectation: "Mr. Yuan, I hope you can be my assistant and help me push for the smooth implementation of this bill. Specifically, I want to publicize your achievements last night, while emphasizing the importance of the Cursed Children in the battle. Furthermore, I will issue some commissions in the name of the government to exterminate the Gastrea in the outer zones, and I hope you can take the lead. Currently, most police officers are complacent, hiding in the safe zone, and even abusing the power of the Cursed Children to commit illegal and disorderly acts. This is also an important reason why people fear the Cursed Children and want to eliminate them. We need a hero, someone who can inspire everyone to cheer up and bravely face the Gastrea threat, while also vindicating the Cursed Children. I believe, Mr. Yuan, you are the one who can lead us out of this predicament."

Upon hearing this, Jiu Xiao felt a pang of shame. Was he really that righteous? He had only wanted to... cough cough, to give those children a home and let them receive the reward they deserved. However, since they had already put it that way, Jiu Xiao had no choice but to bite the bullet and go along with it.

“Alright, I can lead my team to give it a try. Whether we succeed or not depends on your management. However, before that, I have something important to report to you.” Jiuxiao paused, his expression becoming serious. He continued, “Regarding the sudden attack by the Gastrea last night, Your Majesty, don’t you find it suspicious? The role of the megaliths is beyond doubt, but it was megalith number 32 that malfunctioned. You can have someone investigate the specific cause of the accident.”

Jiuxiao certainly knew there was something fishy about the No. 32 megalithic monument built by the Tiantong family, but he couldn't just directly point out the Tiantong family's faults. After all, Tiantong Kikunojo, that old Bi, was the most powerful person in Japan. If he made such a accusation without sufficient evidence, it would inevitably be seen as sowing discord.

Upon hearing this, the Holy Emperor frowned slightly, clearly taking the question raised by Jiu Xiao quite seriously.

“Mr. Yuan, your reminder is very reasonable. The anomaly of the No. 32 megalith certainly warrants a thorough investigation. I will immediately arrange for personnel to conduct a detailed investigation into the cause of the incident and make sure to find out the truth. Whoever is involved in this matter will be punished accordingly.”

Jiuxiao, however, was not optimistic about the Holy Emperor's resolve. It wasn't that he didn't trust the Holy Emperor, but rather he didn't trust the officials under him. This was a problem that had been difficult to eradicate since ancient times. Especially when the other side didn't hold much real power, even if some problems were discovered, Tendo Kikunojo would find ways to cover them up. As for the safety of the Tokyo region? Please, how could that be more important than the power in Tendo Kikunojo's hands?

As long as the worst hasn't happened, Kikunojo Tendo will always find various reasons and excuses to suppress any evidence or voices unfavorable to him. Even if a large-scale Gastrea invasion does occur as in the original story, Kusho won't panic at all. He can use the Gastrea to eliminate some arrogant people. When the time comes, he'll lead the Cursed Children in a powerful attack. Anyway, with them around, nothing serious will happen; at most, some people who deserve to die will die.

Then the "Gastruce Law" can be passed smoothly, right? We'll see who dares to stop it then! Moreover, if things go smoothly, even that old fox Kikunojo Tendo can be brought down, and Tokyo's political scene will undergo an unprecedented reshuffle. Then, by seizing the opportunity to put the Emperor in real power, the future of all of Tokyo, and even all of Japan, will be in their hands.

Once this thought took hold in Jiu Xiao's mind, it spread like wildfire, becoming unstoppable. With the assistance of a modern nation, the development on the deserted island would undoubtedly accelerate significantly, with leaps in technology, education, and healthcare. Those cursed children could finally find a safe haven.

Jiuxiao was secretly calculating in his heart, but his face remained expressionless.

"That's good, Your Majesty. Now that you've decided to thoroughly investigate this matter, I'm relieved."

Afterwards, Jiu Xiao and the Holy Emperor discussed some work arrangements. The Holy Emperor was quite interested in Jiu Xiao's rise to power, asking him many questions about his various commissions. Jiu Xiao embellished his accounts, recounting his heroic deeds in various dangerous missions, while also expressing his gratitude for the Holy Emperor's wise leadership. His words were filled with trust and support for the Holy Emperor, which made the Holy Emperor feel more favorably disposed towards him.

Time flies, and it was already noon. After declining the Holy Emperor's invitation to lunch, Jiu Xiao didn't forget to have her investigate the captain of her bodyguard team, Bao Xie Zhuoren. The scumbag's deeds deserved to be shot a hundred times over!

Leaving the meeting room, Jiu Xiao was still carefully processing the plan he had just prepared. In the corridor, he encountered Howaki Takuto and his gang of henchmen again. Howaki Takuto blocked Jiu Xiao's path, his eyes filled with provocation and warning.

"I'm warning you, kid, you'd better stay away from Her Majesty the Holy Emperor. She's not someone a lowly commoner like you can lay a finger on. Don't think you can show off in front of Her Majesty just because you have some ability. Let me tell you, in the circles of Tokyo, you're nothing." Takuto Howaki's lips curled into a cold smile, his tone full of disdain and threat.

Jiuxiao narrowed his eyes slightly, looking Howaki Takuto up and down as if he were looking at a dying man.

"Oh? Is that so?" Jiu Xiao's tone was playful, and a faint smile appeared on his lips, but that smile concealed an undeniable chill.

Jiuxiao deliberately provoked, "And what are you? You're nothing but a dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy by the Holy Emperor's side. Do you really think you can represent anything? How could a lowly person like you possibly fathom the Holy Emperor's intentions?" Jiuxiao's voice wasn't loud, but every word was like a sharp blade, precisely cutting into Bao Xiezhuoren's self-esteem.

Takuto Howaki's face instantly turned ashen; he clearly hadn't expected Jiuxiao to retaliate so directly and mercilessly. Seeing this, the surrounding henchmen stepped forward, wanting to stand up for their boss. However, Jiuxiao merely smiled, his eyes revealing an undeniable authority.

"What? You want to make a move? Don't forget, this is the Holy Abode, not a place for your rabble to run wild."

Unable to suppress his anger, Takuto Howaki immediately drew his pistol, the dark muzzle pointing directly at Kujou's head, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze at that moment.

Jiuxiao remained unfazed, his expression unchanged, not even a flicker of emotion in his eyes.

"Go ahead and shoot if you dare! Come on, shoot here, don't make me look down on you." Jiu Xiao pointed to his own head, signaling Howaki Takuto to fire. The surrounding henchmen were so frightened by this sudden turn of events that they retreated one after another. They didn't expect Jiu Xiao to dare to provoke Howaki Takuto so boldly, and they certainly didn't expect Howaki Takuto to actually draw his gun.

Howaki Takuto's fingers trembled slightly, his anger and fear intertwined, making it impossible for him to make a decision. But when he thought of Kusho's despicable face and his ruthless trampling of his dignity, Howaki Takuto's reason was completely consumed by rage.

"You think I wouldn't dare?" Howaki Takuto growled through gritted teeth, his finger slowly increasing the pressure on the trigger.

Jiuxiao had been intently watching Howaki Takuto's every move. As long as he seized the right opportunity, he could dodge sniper bullets, so why would he care about a mere pistol? He was trying to lure Howaki Takuto into making the first move, so that he could rightfully teach him a lesson.

Sure enough, that arrogant bastard, Takuto Howaki, fired. But almost at the same instant he pulled the trigger, Kusho dodged the bullet like a ghost. The bullet grazed his hair, embedded itself in the wall behind him, and sparked a shower of sparks.

Silence, a deathly silence, the air thick with the smell of gunpowder. The instant he pulled the trigger, Takuto Howaki realized he had made an irreparable mistake. More importantly, the man before him had easily evaded his shot, leaving him with nothing to show for his immense suffering.

Jiuxiao laughed. He hadn't expected that this fool, Howaki Takuto, would actually dare to fire. So he wouldn't hold back. He snatched the gun from the man's hand and kicked Howaki Takuto in the stomach, sending him flying backward and crashing heavily to the ground. Howaki Takuto curled up in pain, his face ashen, a trace of blood still clinging to the corner of his mouth.

None of the henchmen around dared to step forward to help. They stared in disbelief at the scene, their hearts filled with shock and fear. They looked at Jiuxiao as if he were a monster.

P.S.: Why didn't you guys mention reading this? It's like I'm playing a single-player game.

Chapter Ninety-Seven: Next Time for Sure!

Jiuxiao slowly walked towards Howaki Takuto, each step appearing unusually heavy, as if stepping on Howaki Takuto's heart. His eyes were cold and sharp, like the cold wind of winter, piercing straight to the heart.

That kick just now could have taken most of Bao Xiezhuo's life.

Jiuxiao looked down at him and said, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you now, but you'll have to pay the price for your actions." Jiuxiao's tone was calm and resolute, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying an irresistible force.

He bent down, looked at the writhing Howaki Takuto, slapped him twice, and continued, "I gave you a chance, but you were useless! You missed even at such close range, you're really a piece of trash!"

Just then, the Holy Emperor, who had heard the gunshots, rushed over with a grim face, followed by a group of fully armed bodyguards. The chaos and tension at the scene reached their peak the moment the Holy Emperor stepped in. His gaze swept back and forth between Jiuxiao and Howaki Takuto, finally settling on the groaning Howaki Takuto, a barely perceptible flash of anger and disappointment in his eyes.

"What... what's going on?" The Holy Emperor's voice was deep and powerful, each word seemingly squeezed out from the depths of his throat, carrying an unquestionable majesty.

Jiuxiao turned slightly to the side, allowing the Holy Emperor to see more clearly the miserable state of Bao Xie Zhuoren, while revealing an angry expression: "Your Majesty, your guard captain seems to be ignorant of the rules. He threatened me but failed, so he shot at me. Fortunately, I am somewhat capable and barely dodged it, otherwise I would be the one lying on the ground now."

Upon hearing this, the Holy Emperor frowned. He didn't immediately respond to Jiu Xiao, but instead turned to the terrified guards. The henchmen exchanged glances, not daring to speak, and all lowered their heads. Seeing this, the Holy Emperor was even more furious, but she knew now was not the time to assign blame; she had to quell the storm as quickly as possible.

“Mr. Yuan, Captain Baoxi.” The Holy Emperor took a deep breath, trying to make his tone sound more calm. “What exactly happened? Why did you take action at the Holy Residence?”

Jiuxiao deliberately kept a gloomy face and recounted the whole story in a way that downplayed the important points. Of course, he cleverly omitted the part about how he angered Howaki Takuto, only emphasizing the fact that Howaki Takuto had threatened him without cause and attempted to harm him.

Upon hearing this, the Holy Emperor's expression darkened further. Although she had heard of Howaki Takuto's arrogance, she hadn't expected him to be this audacious. If he dared to fire indiscriminately in the Holy Residence, what wouldn't he dare to do?

At first, Jiu Xiao asked her to investigate Howaki Takuto, and she thought the two just had a personal grudge, and Jiu Xiao wanted to cause him some trouble. But now it seems that this Howaki Takuto probably has some problems. After the initial contact with Jiu Xiao, the Holy Emperor believed that he was not an unreasonable person who would seek personal revenge.

The Holy Emperor turned his gaze back to Howaki Takuto and asked, "Captain Howaki, is there anything else you would like to add?"

Hoshino struggled to get up, but the pain in his body left him lying helplessly on the ground. He gasped for breath, his eyes filled with both fear and resentment. He tried to speak, but his voice was so weak it was almost inaudible: "Your Majesty... I... I just..."

He was speaking when he suddenly coughed violently, as if even breathing had become difficult. At this moment, Takuto Howaki had lost his former arrogance; he knew that whatever he said now would probably be hard to convince anyone.

Jiuxiao watched coldly from the side, a barely perceptible sneer playing on his lips. He knew that this incident had sown deep suspicion in the Holy Emperor about Bao Xie Zhuoren, and his goal had been achieved.

“Your Majesty,” Jiuxiao interjected at the opportune moment, “Now that the whole story is clear, I shall take my leave. My friend is waiting for me outside.”

The Holy Emperor bowed slightly, his face full of apology, and said, "I am truly sorry, Mr. Yuan. I will definitely handle this matter seriously and give you a satisfactory explanation."

Jiuxiao waved his hand: "It's alright. I understand that His Majesty the Holy Emperor is busy with official duties and neglects to discipline his subordinates. I just hope that such a thing will not happen again in the future. After all, no one wants to be frightened like this for no reason."

The Holy Emperor nodded, filled with gratitude for Jiuxiao's magnanimity.

"Mr. Yuan, rest assured, I will strengthen the security management of Shengju to ensure that such incidents do not happen again. At the same time, I will also severely punish Bao Hu Zhuoren in accordance with the regulations as a warning to others."

Jiuxiao chuckled softly and turned to leave. He wasn't truly being magnanimous by letting this scum go. Rather, Jiuxiao had recently gained a new ability through his exploration of magic. By simply making contact with his target, he could subtly inject a wisp of their fire magic into their body, thus controlling their life or death at will. In a world without magic, this ability was practically a game-changer.

Jiuxiao didn't want to leave a bad impression on the Holy Emperor because of scum like Bao Xiezhuoren. Wouldn't it be perfect to let him immolate himself in his home after the Holy Emperor had dismissed him and he had faded from people's sight?

After leaving the Holy Residence, Jiu Xiao saw Wei Zhi anxiously waiting at the door. As soon as she saw Jiu Xiao come out, she immediately went up to him and asked with concern, "Jiu Xiao, are you alright? I think I just heard a gunshot. You, you didn't do anything reckless, did you?"

Jiu Xiao gently patted Wei Zhi's shoulder and explained the situation to her in general terms. Wei Zhi breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

"That Takumi Howaki is such an idiot, daring to fire a gun inside the Holy House. Luckily you're alright, otherwise I wouldn't know what to do."

Jiu Xiao smiled slightly, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes: "He won't have a good ending. I've already left a 'mark' on him, and when the time comes, he will pay the price for his actions."

Upon hearing this, Wei Zhi looked at Jiu Xiao with some surprise, seemingly not quite understanding the meaning behind his words. But Jiu Xiao didn't explain much, he just gently patted her head and said, "Let's go, you don't need to worry about this, anyway, he won't be able to cause trouble for much longer."

Wei Zhi touched her head, which had been lightly patted by Jiu Xiao, and said with dissatisfaction, "Little brother Jiu Xiao, you are getting more and more audacious. You even dare to lay a hand on your older sister."

Jiu Xiao awkwardly withdrew his hand. He was used to being physically rough with the little ones at home and hadn't changed his ways in a moment. He scratched his head and laughed, "Hehe, sorry, Sister Wei Zhi, I didn't mean to."

Seeing his expression, Wei Zhi couldn't help but laugh: "Hehe, little brother Jiu Xiao, if apologies were enough, what would we need the police for? You have to make it up to me. How about this, you go on a date with me this afternoon, and I'll forgive you, okay?"

Wei Zhi blinked her big eyes, looking at Jiu Xiao expectantly. At the same time, she leaned her curvaceous body closer, her soft breasts enveloping Jiu Xiao's arm.

Jiuxiao felt the warmth and softness emanating from Weizhi's chest, and his heart fluttered slightly. He then shook his head, banishing these wicked thoughts from his mind. He was willing to bet that if he actually agreed to Weizhi's date request, the next second that cunning woman would send photos of their date to Kisaragi.

He quickly withdrew his arm, took a small step back, and looked somewhat helpless.

"Sister Weizhi, I really can't today. I have some important things to take care of. Next time, I promise I'll make sure to spend more time with you, okay?"

Seeing his resolute attitude, Wei Zhi was slightly disappointed, but she didn't want to force him. So she pouted and pretended to be angry, saying, "Alright then, since you're so busy, I won't bother you anymore. But, little brother Jiu Xiao, don't forget what you promised me! You have to make it up to me next time!"

Jiuxiao nodded repeatedly, his face full of smiles: "Don't worry, Sister Weizhi, I, Jiuxiao, always keep my word. I'll definitely do it next time!"

After a brief incident, Jiu Xiao got into Wei Zhi's car, which took him to the agency. Before getting out of the car, Wei Zhi told him that in addition to the government's payment for last night's case, the Sima family would also pay an extra 100 million yen, which would be deposited into his account soon, and he should check his account. After all, Jiu Xiao was affiliated with the Sima family, and this incident had given Sima Heavy Industries a good boost in the eyes of the higher-ups, further enhancing their reputation, so naturally they deserved a good reward.