novelraw Chapter 31 What bad intentions could he possibly have?
Chapter 31 What bad intentions could he possibly have?
"What's wrong with you?" Kirihara Akira swallowed her coffee and said irritably.
"After you made that call for help, I found out that you actually know the second young lady of the prestigious Mori family." Kisaragi Shiori glanced at him and said, "You're quite the ladies' man."
"You do know her, but many people know her. What does it mean if she has someone else in her heart?" Kirihara Akira pulled out a tissue from the front of her mouth, wiped her mouth, and said, "Don't spread rumors."
Kisaragi Shiori smiled gently and said, "The second young lady of the Mori family is a very mature girl. She answered our questions at the police station in a clear and orderly manner. The only time she wavered was when she mentioned the person who saved her, although the wavering was very brief."
I'm wondering if someone rescued her and left a deep impression on her, which is why she reacted that way.
They've started testing the waters; they want to know if the person who rescued Mori Kiyoha that day was actually themselves.
"I don't have that ability," Kirihara Akira shrugged. "That day, I saw her being attacked by a group of guys who looked like gangsters. I was terrified. How could I dare to play the hero and save her?"
"Is that so?" Shiori Kisaragi gripped the steering wheel, not in a hurry to start, and said with a half-smile, "I still remember that day, when you faced so many thugs, you still dared to take down one of them first."
"Thugs and gangsters are completely different things," Kirihara Akira said.
"Oh, so you know how dangerous they are." Shiori Kisaragi glanced at him sideways and said, "Most people wouldn't even dare to get involved, you're already very brave. But I'm still a little curious, many people's first reaction to something like this is to call the police, or at least find some adult male who looks like he can fight, why did you choose to come to me?"
"There was no reason, it was just a moment of panic, an instinctive reaction," Kirihara Akira chuckled, adding, "Perhaps in my heart, you are the most reliable authority figure?"
Shiori Kisaragi turned her head to the side, her eyes not revealing much, but holding a strange emotion as she scrutinized Akira Kirihara.
Kirihara Akira felt a sudden headache.
Before the meeting, he had already prepared himself mentally and prepared his answers in his mind, but some questions were impossible to get away with no matter what excuse he made.
As long as Shiori Kisaragi remains prepared to get to the bottom of things, there are some questions that Akira Kirihara simply cannot avoid.
"Everyone has secrets, I know that," Shiori Kisaragi said. "So you don't want to call the police to avoid getting involved and exposing your secret, right?"
Kirihara Akira did not reply; Kisaragi Shiori's words were too sharp and left no room for maneuver.
After a long pause, he said with a half-smile and a half-sigh, "Teacher Ruyue, if you could sing at half the level you are as a police officer, everything would be perfect."
Shiori Kisaragi paused for a moment, then said with a mix of "I knew it" and reproach, "You little rascal, I knew it! When and how did you find out?"
As Kirihara Akatsuki opened her mouth, a tired, old joke suddenly came to mind: "Teacher, you didn't want your..."
Snapped.
A slap shattered the rotten melody.
Kirihara Akira rubbed his aching shoulder and realized that this guy was a female Tyrannosaurus Rex.
This woman is really strong.
Kisaragi Shiori glared at him and said, "Be serious."
Kirihara Akatsuki rubbed her shoulder innocently and said, "That's so violent... I know, I know, please stop hitting me, I'll tell you."
Stopping Kisaragi Shiori from making a move to hit him, Kirihara Akira said, "Actually, I had a feeling about it when we first met."
"The...the very first time we met?" Shiori Kisaragi's serious expression gradually vanished, her face turning red. She covered her head, too ashamed to speak. She took a few deep breaths and forced out, "No, wait, I think I pretended pretty well back then. You believed the excuse I made up, didn't you?"
"Ah, so you think I believed you." Kirihara Akatsuki looked at her with pity and said, "Then I'll believe you."
"..." Shiori Kisaragi's head was practically spinning. She remained silent for a long while, then suddenly went berserk: "I'm going to kill you, and then I'll die!"
Seeing her aggressive and menacing demeanor, Kirihara Akemi felt a little intimidated: "Calm down, calm down!"
……
After a while of commotion in the car, Shiori Kisaragi finally calmed down, pressing her heaving chest with her hand.
"You're so thin-skinned, Officer Kisaragi," Kirihara Akira teased, shrinking closer to the door as she spoke, afraid that Kisaragi would get angry again.
The undercover mission had barely begun when his identity was exposed by a high school student—it was incredibly embarrassing.
Shiori Kisaragi stiffened her neck and began to retort defiantly, "My disguise was flawless; you must have just gotten lucky."
Then Kirihara Akira started bringing up old grievances, making her turn pale as a ghost.
"Where do you find musicians dressed as tacky as you... There are some, but you can't go this far."
"Besides, what legitimate music studio has been open for so long that, apart from the electronic keyboard which is fine, none of the other instruments have been maintained? The guitar's pitch is practically Hokkaido-esque!"
"I must admit, there are so many flaws in your story that I think you did it on purpose. You must have your reasons."
She remained silent for a while, then began to shift the blame: "The higher-ups assigned me these instruments, meaning I have to handle them myself. There wasn't even an instruction manual. What am I supposed to do?"
As she spoke, she rested her head on the steering wheel and sighed, "I've always been a frontline worker. Before coming here, I wasn't mentally prepared or prepared for the work process at all. I was completely forced into this situation."
After a brief period of depression, she quickly regained her composure and returned to work mode, looking at Kirihara Akira and saying, "Shouldn't we talk about you now?"
"Young Master Kirihara, who's staying at the Mori family's place?"
As expected, there was no escaping it. Kirihara Akira smiled helplessly.
At this point, Kirihara Akira began to describe the ambiguous lie she had fabricated, or rather, the truth that was half-hidden:
"You've investigated me, so things are easier to talk about. My deceased parents instilled certain ideas in me while they were alive."
"Given my background, it won't be easy for me to survive in this world, so I need to have something to rely on. I'm just a nobody, and my dead parents are shady characters; I never know when I might offend someone I can't afford to mess with."
"Then they died, they committed suicide." Kirihara Akira said with a sneer. "To be honest, it would be laughable for people like them, who always talk about survival philosophy, to take their own lives, so I don't believe it."
Kisaragi Shiori listened quietly beside him, and only after he finished speaking did she carefully hide her pity so that it might hurt the boy beside her.
She said calmly, "That's why you..."
"What I think is not important at all. What is important is that I feel there are many hidden stories behind my parents' deaths, which is why Madam condescended to take me in herself," Kirihara Akira said.
"Sigh." Kisaragi Shiori sighed subconsciously, then realized her emotions were off and immediately covered her mouth with her hand.
Kirihara Akira laughed and said, "There's nothing to worry about. I'm not that fragile."
How could she just say she didn't care? That one sentence only made her more anxious.
How strong must a person be, and how resilient must their heart be, to maintain absolute positivity and optimism after the death of both parents?
He's just a child.
Seeing her reaction, Kirihara Akira touched her nose.