Chapter 25

Because of the failure from the last time, Suginami Fukuyuki was much more cautious this time.

As she slashed with her sword, Suginami Fukuyuki poured all her knowledge into observing every move of Aoba.

Then Aoba moved, like a bolt of lightning, once again grabbing Suginami Fukuyuki's wrist and pushing her back a few steps, pinning her against the wall.

Suginami Fukuyuki struggled hard, but it was completely useless; she couldn't break free from Aoba's grip.

At the same time, Aoba's palm pressed against Suginami Fukuyuki's abdomen, and pure yang true qi flowed into her body, calming the turmoil within her.

Gradually, Suginami Fukuyuki quieted down.

"Look at me," Aoba said.

Suginami Fukuyuki subconsciously looked at Aoba.

"Have you ever thought that if you don't know moderation and completely indulge yourself, will you still be able to return to a normal life?" Aoba asked.

"Can I still have a chance to become a normal person?" Suginami Fukuyuki's eyes were full of pain as she calmed down.

"Not becoming a normal person, but returning to a normal life," Aoba explained.

"Is there a difference?" Suginami Fukuyuki was puzzled.

"Of course there is. I am not a normal person, but am I not living a normal life now!" Aoba said.

"But, I killed these people. Won't the police issue a warrant for my arrest?" Suginami Fukuyuki finally remembered the existence of the police.

"Don't worry, I will take care of it. The police won't know what you did," Aoba assured her.

"Are you serious?" Suginami Fukuyuki was slightly shocked and looked at Aoba anxiously.

"Of course I am. Listen, the few people you killed now are all deserving of death. So, indulging your desires and even torturing them is not a problem. But in the future, when you return to a normal life, can you still do this? Can you still raise your sword against ordinary but kind people? If you don't restrain yourself, you will become a demon who kills anyone, and at that time, I will be the first to eliminate you," Aoba said seriously to Suginami Fukuyuki.

"Don't worry, I know what to do," Suginami Fukuyuki nodded, her eyes filled with determination. The reason she had given up on herself was that she thought she could never return to her former life.

But if there was a chance to return to her previous life, Suginami Fukuyuki would have the motivation to control her desires.

Aoba nodded, released her hand, and patted her shoulder, "Think more about your sister, go ahead!"

Suginami Fukuyuki looked at her sister, who was still unconscious nearby, and slowly walked to the side of Asai Jiro, who was still moaning, and slashed, ending his suffering.

"What should we do next?" Suginami Fukuyuki looked at Aoba.

At this moment, Aoba, this sudden stranger, had become the only person Suginami Fukuyuki could turn to for help.

"First, take care of the bodies. Without the bodies, the police cannot confirm their deaths and can only treat it as a missing person case, so they won't cause you any trouble," Aoba said, walking to Asai Jiro's side. Then, in Suginami Fukuyuki's shocked gaze, he lightly waved his sleeve, and the bodies on the ground disappeared into Aoba's sleeve.

Suginami Fukuyuki naturally didn't know that Aoba had a spatial bag in his sleeve. Seeing this scene, which seemed like something from a mythological novel, she felt even more awe and respect for the mysterious Aoba.

Aoba put all the bodies into the spatial bag, leaving only the bloodstains on the ground.

Suginami Fukuyuki also came to her sister's side, checked her, and found that she was still unconscious, which put her at ease.

Otherwise, if her sister had seen the scene, she would never be able to forgive herself.

"There is still a smell of blood on you. I'll take care of the little girl," Aoba said, coming to Suginami Fukuyuki's side.

"Thank you, I'll leave it to you," Suginami Fukuyuki thought for a moment and agreed, bowing slightly to thank Aoba.

"You're welcome," Aoba said, picking up the little girl.

"Let's go. First, we'll take your sister home, and then we have more to do," Aoba said, carrying the little girl and leading the way downstairs.

"What else do we need to do?" Suginami Fukuyuki asked, puzzled.

"Of course, to help you return to a normal life," Aoba replied.

"But didn't you just make their bodies disappear?" Suginami Fukuyuki asked, puzzled.

"Making their bodies disappear only solves your problem with the police. Next, there's the problem with the yakuza! If several people suddenly go missing, do you think the yakuza won't come after you?" Aoba said.

"So what do you mean?" Suginami Fukuyuki asked.

"The best way is to make them completely disappear. Do you know which group they belong to?" Aoba asked.

"Yes, they belong to the Tsuda Group," Suginami Fukuyuki answered.

"Do you know where their office is?" Aoba asked.

"The Tsuda Group controls a street not far from here, so everyone knows where their office is," Suginami Fukuyuki answered.

"That makes it easier. We'll go straight to their office, eliminate them, and stage it as a gang war. Then all your troubles will be gone," Aoba said casually.

"Eliminate them?" Suginami Fukuyuki muttered to herself, clearly feeling some psychological pressure at the thought of completely eliminating a yakuza organization.

But then she thought of her sister and her desire to return to her previous life and live a peaceful life with her sister.

So, for this goal, she was willing to do anything.

"Alright, I understand," Suginami Fukuyuki nodded and answered solemnly.

As they spoke, the two had already come to the bottom of the abandoned building and walked out through a gap in the wire fence.

The sun had already set, and only a little sunset glow remained on the horizon.

Although it wasn't completely dark yet, it was a time when human vision was very blurry, which effectively concealed the subtle bloodstains on Suginami Fukuyuki's body. So, under her guidance, the two walked towards her home.

"By the way, I don't even know your name," Aoba suddenly remembered and asked halfway.

"I haven't introduced myself yet, I'm sorry. I am Suginami Fukuyuki, please take care of me," Suginami Fukuyuki said politely.

The calm Suginami Fukuyuki was a perfect example of a traditional Japanese beauty, with perfect manners and demeanor.

"My name is Aoba, Aoba Uesugi," Aoba smiled and introduced herself.