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If it were Sanemi instead, the outcome would essentially be no different from Kanae's.
Ryosuke slowly shook his head.
"I'm talking about Murata and Akira Moriyama."
"kindness???"
He thought Ryosuke would say Himejima, or at the very least, Uzui Tengen.
But it turned out to be not a pillar.
These two people weren't particularly impressive to Yaozai.
"My lord, rest assured, I have high hopes for these two," Ryosuke said.
Although these two are only of average skill, they are incredibly lucky.
Good bricks deserve good craftsmen.
To deal with that pervert Doma, you have to take an unconventional approach.
The premise is that Murata and Moriyama must not meet.
Ryosuke added, "By the way, we'll split them up to carry out the missions. The results will definitely not disappoint our lord."
Kagaya responded in sign language, but out of trust in Ryosuke, he agreed.
"Alright, then let's do as Mr. Ryosuke says."
After finishing his business, he got up to take his leave.
As soon as Ryosuke stepped out of the main house, he saw Kanae waiting for him.
The sunlight cast a halo around the beautiful woman, making her look somewhat dreamlike.
"Mr. Ryosuke."
She stepped forward, her eyes filled with concern: "My lord, is there something important that you need me to do?"
"Yes, I need to go with Kyojuro."
Ryosuke nodded and then said, "I also asked you for a long leave."
"Huh?! A long holiday?"
Kanae was taken aback and very puzzled: "Why? The Butterfly Mansion still has many things to do..."
"Seeing Mr. Shimada Tsuyoshi retire makes you want to retire too? Dream on!"
Ryosuke gently tapped her forehead with his finger.
"You will still be in charge of the Butterfly Mansion, but you don't need to go out on missions for the time being."
"That's it..."
Kanae didn't understand the significance of this arrangement, but she obediently nodded.
“Yes, rest at the Butterfly Mansion. You’ve been working too hard all this time,” Ryosuke said.
Kanae smiled gently: "Then thank you for your concern, Mr. Ryosuke."
After delivering Kanae to the Butterfly Mansion, Ryosuke immediately set off.
By the time they arrived at Iikura in Azabu Ward, Tokyo Prefecture, it was already dark, and Ryosuke successfully met up with Kyojuro.
It had been a while since I last saw him, and Kyojuro had become much stronger, with his fighting spirit becoming increasingly abundant.
He has now been promoted to Class A.
“Mr. Ryosuke, we…”
Before he could finish speaking, Kyojuro's stomach started growling uncontrollably.
Ryosuke patted him on the shoulder.
"Let's go, eat first."
Kyojuro nodded emphatically.
The two walked through the bustling city, searching for a restaurant.
At that moment, two people in the distance caught Ryosuke's attention.
The man wore glasses, a kimono, and had a high-quality male hairstyle.
The woman beside him had blushing cheeks, fresh light green eyes, and a beauty mark under her eye.
Two of the three long braids are on the sides, and one is in the back.
Her hair color was an unusual pink with grass-green ends.
Although still young, Da Lei has already taken shape, looking both alluring and innocent.
Ryosuke paused, then stopped Kyojuro, who was in a hurry to eat.
The man looked at the girl with disgust.
Don't you think you ate a bit too much just now?
The girl lowered her head, pitifully buttoning her cuffs.
The man scoffed and continued, "In my opinion, only a giant bear would be worthy of someone with your appetite and physique."
"And your weird hair color, don't you find it disgusting?"
Chapter 139 A little finger points, and the rap begins.
The man's harsh words were like a thorn, piercing Honey's heart.
She bit her lower lip, and tiny pearls welled up in her eyes, almost falling out.
I've tried my best to restrain myself; I deliberately ate very little today.
Does being liked mean you have to be like all girls, with a normal appetite, little strength, and black hair?
The girl was filled with confusion and resentment.
Should I really hide my unique features in order to fit into what is considered normal?
Just as she lowered her head and tried to grip her sleeve, a figure appeared, blocking the uncomfortable gaze.
Mitsuri hadn't even had a chance to look up.
Ryosuke pointed with his little finger, and the rap began.
Open the little mouth and hear the birds singing and the flowers blooming.
"nmlgb! wcnm!"
"Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror? You with your pointy mouth, monkey cheeks, and glasses, do you really think you're something special? Picking and choosing here!"
"Was the injection to prevent miscarriage injected into your head back then?! You don't even know how to respect others!"
"I really am who I am~! @#￥%..."
Simple bad breath, ultimate enjoyment.
In his past life, Ryosuke roamed the canyons with incredible speed and his words were incredibly vulgar.
Because only the absolute strongest can protect their mother and family tree.
The man's face turned red from the spray, and his lips trembled, unable to utter a single word.
"you you……"
"You can't even speak clearly, yet you're engaging in discrimination here!"
Ryosuke got angrier and angrier as he spoke: "I get angry just looking at you!"
He stepped forward and, under the man's terrified gaze, swung his arm in a wide arc!
The man was spun around in place by the blow and fell to the ground.
He covered his face, his glasses fell off, and tears instantly streamed down his face.
"How...how could you hit someone like that!"
He was crying, looking both pathetic and ridiculous.
Ryosuke raised his middle finger, turning into a meme with a fierce expression.
"Eat shit! Get out!"
Amidst the snickering glances of passersby, the man scrambled away.
After resolving all of this, Ryosuke turned to look at Kanroji Mitsuri.
Mitsuri is still in a daze, completely absorbed in Ryosuke's linguistic artistry and hasn't reacted at all.
Ryosuke's tone softened.
"Are you okay?"
"No...it's okay..."
Mi Li's cheeks flushed red, and she hurriedly lowered her head, her voice barely audible: "Th...thank you..."
Ryosuke looked at the girl in front of him and sighed inwardly.
It looks like a piece of trash, but it's awesome!
That hair color, that little expression, that huge shock...
"You're welcome. Don't pay any attention to that bastard's bullshit."
Ryosuke continued, "You are who you are. Your hair color is beautiful, being able to eat is a blessing and means you are healthy. Having a good appetite is also very cute."
"Cute?!"
Miri blushed so deeply her face was practically steaming, and her heart was pounding wildly.
She was taken aback by such a blunt assessment.
No one except her family had ever said that to her; everyone thought she was strange.
Ryosuke sighed as he observed her reaction.