My Tokyo Love Game Has Big Problems

"It's raining."

This summer seems to be extremely rainy.

Thunder rolled in the clouds, and the sky that was clear just now was now dark, and a sudden rain came.

Through the window, Tamaki Hikari could see the pedestrians on Flower Street who were unable to escape and got into the wandering girl's house on the roadside.

The heavy raindrops wetted the skirts of the wandering girls and wiped away the makeup on their faces.

Tamaki Hikaru looked at these people hiding from the rain, and for some reason he smiled softly.

"It doesn't matter. I brought an umbrella. It won't get wet."

Yachiyo Yayoi spoke softly beside him.

There was a lot more agility in the dark eyes, and they were brighter.

"I'm not talking about whether you bring an umbrella or not."

Tamaki Hikaru turned around, smiled at her and then returned to his serious look, looking at the old man across the table.

"Mr. Kamo, how are you thinking about it? This price is not low anymore."

The old man smiled bitterly and said.

"After all, those classics are secrets that are kept by the family, even if they are just copied."

His tone of voice was very gentle, even a little humble.

After all, the seemingly young boy in front of him came out of nowhere last year and killed almost all the demons in Tokyo.

With such a fierce reputation, even though he was a human being, he was still under some pressure and did not dare to rely on his old age.

What's more, after doing such a big thing, the other party calmed down a bit.

But soon, the woman around him took the money he earned from killing monsters and gradually began to make waves in the business world.

The Kamo family, which is declining day by day, seems to have no qualifications to put on airs with the other party, whether it is about martial arts or wealth.

Even if the other party offered to copy all the classics and notes in Kamo's home, it was hard to refuse.

Trying to figure out Tamaki Hikari's thoughts, he wondered whether he would give him a little more face because he was an old man.

Hearing his polite refusal, Tamaki Hikaru was not angry, and just said lightly.

"After all, they are just some classics. No matter how deep they are hidden, they won't have any effect on the current Kamo family, right?"

"I just copied it, there is no need to take it away. The so-called secret that is not passed on has no meaning in this era, right?"

Tamaki Hikaru took a sip of tea, and Yachiyo Yayoi beside him was very sensible and took out a check from his pocket and put it on the table.

"Mr. Kamo, regardless of whether you agree or not, this money will be used to support my education, so please accept it."

Although Tamaki Hikaru's attitude was very low, the pressure was actually greater.

After being told this, he felt that he was embarrassed to say no.

Under the trap of money and this seemingly gentle but in fact unacceptable trap, he still agreed to Tamaki Hikari's transcription request.

"Then thank you Mr. Kamo for being open-minded. I will arrange for someone to copy it later."

Tamaki Hikaru picked up the teacup and gave a humbly bow.

The old man of the Kamo family who agreed to this request looked a lot more miserable, and sighed while holding the tea cup.

"Well, I'm getting old. It's not just me. Old antiques like us will probably be swept into the dustbin of history soon."

The Kamo family used to be an onmyoji family second only to Abe Seimei. Both the emperor and the shogunate held them in high regard.

But with the development of the times, they have become increasingly declining.

Originally, it happened to be a time of trouble and demons were raging, but they could still be glorious again for a while.

However, the emergence of Tamaki Hikari and his ruthless and efficient speed of eliminating demons accelerated the decline of the Onmyoji.

Now all that's left is to do things like looking at Feng Shui, fixing the house and removing ghosts, etc. to maintain the family's survival.

But how many more years can this be done?

"how could be?"

Yu Chengguang laughed lightly.

"Demons can never be killed. On the contrary, there are no shortage of people who can eliminate demons. They just need to constantly change their position."

"Yes, people like you who are both decisive and neat are the mainstream in the future."

After sighing with emotion, old man Kamo suddenly changed the topic.

"By the way, you have been off for a year. Do you have any plans to return to your old career in the near future?"

"Return to the old business?"

Tamaki Hikaru put down the tea cup in his hand.

"Well, after all, demons can never be killed. One year has passed, and although Tokyo has not changed much on the surface, the number of demons has definitely recovered."

Old Man Kamo said with a serious expression.

"But for now, there have been no major changes in the security of Tokyo. It is said that among the demons, there may be people who can control them."

"The scattered demons may have to work together, and maybe something big will happen."

Yu Chengguang nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

The other party didn't say much more, and after drinking tea, he left first.

"Let's go too."

Tamaki Hikaru stood up and said to Yachiyo Yayoi.

Whatever big move the monsters are going to make has nothing to do with Tamaki Hikari.

Aye is very capable. Although I don't know how she manages with that money, Tamaki Hikaru basically doesn't need to worry about money now.

If you can take money while lying down, there is no need to chopping with a knife.

"So will Tokyo really be in chaos in the future?"

With the irrelevant person gone, Yachiyo Yayoi no longer has to continue pretending to be a speechless follower.

Blinking her smart eyes, she asked curiously.

After such a year, she became more like a human being than the dull look before.

But she still hates rain. Summer is her least favorite season because of its dryness and sudden showers.

"Probably not. If the big demon who controls all demons is really smart, then it will maintain order tacitly."

Tamaki Hikaru didn't pay attention to this matter, took the umbrella from Yachiyo Yayoi's hand, and prepared to step into the shower.

"This guest, why are you leaving so impatiently? Do you want to catch up with old friends for a while?"

The creaking sound of clogs came from behind, along with the familiar rotten smell and a charming voice.

"It's you?"

Tamaki Hikaru turned around and saw a gorgeous oiran in full bloom.

Although the face looked a little unfamiliar, he recognized it from the smell alone as the dream monster that was almost chopped into two pieces.

Because of this incident, he almost lost the price when delivering the goods.

But this guy's current appearance doesn't look miserable at all.

She was dressed coquettishly, and the fabrics on her body didn't look like cheap goods. There was a little girl beside her.

He looked exactly like the court lady he once was.

Seeing Tamaki Hikaru's confused look, she said calmly.

"It seems that you are quite surprised. After all, I was put into such a miserable state by you. I really don't have the face to see you."