Chapter Five: Secret Summoning

  Kawaki returned to reality amidst the disturbance of footsteps, his nose picking up the scent of rice, and he immediately closed his eyes, trying out how "Nyoraibō" (Tathagata)'s daughter, Yoshiko, would treat him.

  "Let's eat. I specially brought Japanese cuisine for you, it smells so good!" Meizhi placed the dishes on the table and walked to the bedside, speaking in a flattering tone like a virtuous wife and mother.

  Kawaki didn't open his mouth and pretended to faint again, wanting to see how Mieko would react.

  "My little treasure, stop pretending." Mei Zhi said, stretching out her hand to scratch Kawari's itchy spot.

  Kawaki endured as much as he could, letting Mieko directly reach out to his private parts, saying "Men are always naughty little boys in front of the women they love, it seems Kawaki-san, who is approaching 40, is no exception."

  Kawaki finally couldn't hold back, crudely grabbing Michiko's hand and placing it on his crotch, his eyes also opening at the same time. Seeing that Michiko had changed into a pitch-black outfit, the feminine beauty of the woman from before was completely replaced by a wildness, Kawaki's sweltering body cooled down.

  Looking at the raven-black beauty, Mei Zhi, Kawahara vaguely recalled a terrifying incident. It was as if it were a dream, he returned to the beautiful foot of Mt. Fuji, where cherry blossoms bloomed like brocade, birds sang and flowers fragranced, small bridges flowed with water, and green trees shaded. But then, as if entering the Chinese folk legend's hell, dark and cold, a mysterious figure chilled him like Yan Wang in the underworld, speaking to him incessantly.

  This mysterious person started impersonating Kawaki and then dragged in Shinjuku Jun. What made Kawaki most awake was that the other party talked to him about China's four great masterpieces, especially Sun Wukong and "Journey to the West".

  With a mighty effort, he turned over and opened up this scene: after the mysterious figure and another white coat went out, a black-clad person came in and carried him out of that gloomy room. And outside the room, there were many black-clad people, with sly eyes like cats seeing old mice, staring at him as he walked through them.

  Kawaki's fear grew as he thought about it, so he simply shut the door to his memories and faced Mochizuki in reality with an extremely unfriendly tone: "Mochizuki, tell me, what did you give me to drink, and where did you go afterwards? Who exactly is that mysterious person?"

  "What's going on, what's going on? Last night you were fighting with Shinjuku Jun to the death, and now you're monopolizing the beauty, but you're doing it in reverse, aren't you? Are you sick?" Meiko said, her Chinese was so fluent that even Kawachi felt inferior.

  Chuan Qi became serious: "Who is that mysterious person after all?!"

  "Let's eat, it'll get cold later." Michiko made a concession.

  Kawaki saw her being evasive and thought she had a guilty conscience, so he wanted to expose the truth. Therefore, he grasped the mysterious person tightly and wouldn't let go. But Mochizuki refused to open up.

  "What kind of organization are you people, treating a lieutenant in the Great Japanese Imperial Army like this?" Kawaji changed his method of attack.

  Mizuko pulled out a watch from her bosom, glanced at it, and then put it back into her pocket. Suddenly, she lowered her face and changed her attitude by 180 degrees, saying coldly: "It's time, let's go, Lieutenant."

  Chuan Qi felt surprised and hastily asked: "Where are you going?"

  "Never ask what shouldn't be asked, this is discipline."

  His mind flashed back to the mysterious figure, and his body couldn't help but tremble. He was convinced that his worries after waking up were no longer unnecessary, and had become a reality.

  "Can Lieutenant Ben not go?" Kawahori was pulled up with a strong outside and dry inside.

  "It's no use resisting." Mieko started pulling him away.

  "What if I don't?" Chuan Qi started being stubborn.

  "Either follow me, or kill yourself. You have no other choice." Michiko stared at the military command dagger on the wall for a moment, and her icy face with that sensual mouth suddenly made Kawachi feel disgusted.

  "I didn't break military rules, why should I commit suicide?"

  "Your behavior last night was a hundred times more serious than violating military discipline!"

  "A Japanese Imperial Army lieutenant was kidnapped by a corporation, and yet you're accusing me of violating your stupid rules? You've got some nerve saying that!"

  "This young lady is in no mood to joke with you, because you have learned secrets concerning the great Japanese Empire's national interests."

  Kawaki heard Yoshiko say this and gained a deeper understanding of what had happened the night before, so he pretended to be unreasonable and said: "Can you bear to let me kill myself?"

  Mizuko took out a watch from her bosom and glanced at it, a hint of panic flashing across her icy face. She hastily put the watch away and then tapped Kawachi's body twice with her hand before covering his eyes with a strand of indigo yarn. She shouldered him and hurriedly left the house, heading towards a mysterious destination.

  Kaito was unable to speak or move on Maki's body, and as she slowed her pace, he fell into extreme panic and despair.

  "Report, Shirai has arrived." Mizuko knocked gently on the door and reported to the person inside.

  The cavalry didn't expect that they not only set a trap for themselves, but also gave him a codename.

  Eagerly arriving in Shanxi Datong to participate in the Chinese speech contest hosted by Fuji Mountain Folk Corporation, Kawaki thought it was time to make a name for himself. On the evening of July 6th, after being warmly received by the host, he immediately found himself at a dance party where Shinjuku's new mayor put a green hat on him. At the dinner party the next day, while competing with Shinjuku for attention, he was slipped mandrake root by Mochizuki. When he woke up and found himself in Mochizuki's private quarters, he thought this was her way of preventing his conflict with Shinjuku from escalating, so she had no choice but to do this. Anyway, the mandrake root, which Chinese people call "monghan medicine", is harmless as long as it's countered with licorice root. Little did he know, this speech contest was a conspiracy from the very beginning.

  Meizhi put down the river ride, solved the hole and restored his speech and mobility functions, then bowed and retreated.

  As soon as he landed, Kawahara felt the room was different from the one in his vague memory. Although his eyes were still covered, his sense of smell was extremely keen, and from the constant scent of wood and ink that came to his nose, he judged that this was a room belonging to a person of great prestige.

  "Sit down, Bai Ya." The master of the room finally spoke up, his voice like it came from a cave, gloomy and with a long echo.

  Chuan Qi felt that this voice was familiar, but due to excessive tension, he really couldn't remember.

  "There is a chair around you." The host said again.

  "I apologize, I am not a white crow, but rather Lieutenant and interpreter for General Itagaki." The cavalry general Itagaki was brought out in an attempt to intimidate.

  "Are all the people around Banzan as rude as you?" the master shouted in displeasure.

  This person didn't take Itagaki Seishirō seriously, which made Kawahori even more convinced of his own inference, thinking to himself, "Could it be him?" But he reconsidered and thought, "No, that's impossible."

  "Do you know me?" The master asked Kawahime as she didn't speak up.

  Chuan Qi shook his head.

  The host said: "We've met before. I took a liking to you at first sight."

  At this time, Chuan Qi thought of that gloomy and terrifying room and that mysterious figure, his heart racing like a herd of cattle eager to rush onto the grass, as if they were about to break through the fence.

  "Do you know what the Chinese hate most?" the mysterious person asked.

  "Raven." Kawahori replied.

  "Yo, in a sense, dislike is fear. Therefore," the mysterious person paused, spat a mouthful of phlegm into the spittoon, and continued: "To organize a crow team to intimidate the radical elements that dare to resist us is the top priority task for the Fengtian Special Affairs Bureau at present. You are proficient in Chinese and have been considered by me for a long time. This crow team of mine belongs to the Fengtian Special Affairs Bureau, directly under Tokyo, and no one else knows about it."

  The cavalryman nodded and asked, "Are you Tofu Kikancho?"

  "The mysterious figure said: 'Who I am is unimportant. Like Kawori-kun, we are both sons of the Empire.'"

  "How can I entrust this to General Itagaki?" Kawaji didn't want to become a member of the Crow Corps.

  The mysterious figure said: "To untie a bell still requires the person who tied it, that's my business."

  After knowing that his fate was sealed, Hei Wuji calmed down a lot and thought of using the method of provocation to thoroughly confirm the identity of this mysterious person, so he said: "That old man is not someone who dares to provoke anyone."

  The mysterious figure felt displeased and said, "Black Crow, take away your White Crow."

  Kaneki heard, Kuroba came in, and when the other touched his body, he was stunned.