Kamisato Ayato, observing from the shadows.
This was necessary for the safety of his precious sister.
"Lord Head, please have something to eat."
Beside him, Thoma said with concern.
Looking at Kamisato Ayato's focused expression, he sighed silently.
The esteemed head of the Yashiro Commission of the Inazuma Shogunate.
The head of the top noble family, the Kamisato family.
To be here, secretly observing.
Who would believe this if it were to get out?
In the end, he was just an extreme sister-complex.
"Should we go in and look for her now?"
"No need to rush."
Kamisato Ayato shook his head and glanced at Thoma.
"One should plan before acting. You are too impatient."
"..."
Thoma's face stiffened.
My Lord, you're practically wearing a hole in the wall with your gaze.
You're the most impatient one here!
"Let's wait a bit longer."
Kamisato Ayato's eyes flickered as he said coldly.
"Once they've settled down and lowered their guard..."
A faint chill that permeated the air made Thoma feel helpless.
Young Lady, I can't help you this time.
Good luck.
...
The Wangsheng Funeral Parlor.
Qin Yu and Kamisato Ayaka entered together.
The dimly lit interior was tastefully decorated, illuminated by warm-toned lights.
Chefs were busy in the distance, emitting enticing aromas.
Qin Yu nodded inwardly.
As expected of a renowned high-end establishment in Inazuma City.
Kamisato Ayaka held Qin Yu's arm and said softly:
"Master, do you like it here?"
Qin Yu smiled upon hearing this.
Looking at the expectant girl, who seemed to be seeking praise.
He patted her head and smiled.
"Of course I do. It's just that this place isn't cheap, is it?"
Kamisato Ayaka tilted her chin up and said confidently:
"It's alright."
Qin Yu chuckled.
Ayaka, this girl, was a veritable little rich woman.
"Welcome, both of you... are you new guests?"
A warm greeting came from nearby.
The owner, having just finished with his tasks, smiled.
The owner of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor was a cheerful middle-aged man.
His name was Okazaki Rikuto.
Although his hair was graying at the temples, his eyes were sharp.
There was a subtle aura about him in his every word and action.
"Hello, Owner. We have a reservation for two."
Kamisato Ayaka bowed gracefully and said respectfully.
This boss had quite the background.
He was once a prominent figure in the Tenryou Commission, holding a position of great influence.
Only after retiring did he come here to open the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor.
Even now, many nobles still visited him for old times' sake.
"So it's a young lady from which esteemed family? Please, have a seat."
Owner Okazaki Rikuto said with a hearty laugh.
Although Kamisato Ayaka concealed her figure, her nobility was undeniable.
One could tell her extraordinary background at a glance.
"Erika, come quickly."
"Coming."
From a distance, a mature woman walked over at the call.
She was slightly sweating on her forehead from being busy.
She couldn't help but glare at Okazaki Rikuto with a playful pout.
"Always just standing around smiling, lazybones."
Okazaki Rikuto looked a little embarrassed and scratched his head.
But his gaze towards Erika was full of tenderness.
Qin Yu was taken aback.
Were these two old lovebirds showing off in front of him?
This was truly unexpected.
"Master."
Kamisato Ayaka seemed to have guessed Qin Yu's thoughts.
As if pouting, she hugged Qin Yu tighter and leaned on his shoulder.
It was as if she was proudly showing off something.
A sudden, strange competitive spirit.
...
After a brief delay.
"May I know which seat you two have reserved?"
Erika said with a smile.
She was, naturally, the proprietress of this establishment.
"A private room, please. Thank you."
Those who could reserve a private room here...
Needed more than just Mora to pay for it.
Erika's eyes widened in surprise, then she quickly understood.
"Ah, esteemed guests. Please come upstairs."
They arrived at a quiet and luxurious private room.
Away from the hustle and bustle, it was just Qin Yu and Ayaka.
This was the best location, and the dishes were quickly served.
The various dishes were exquisitely presented.
As expected of a young lady from a wealthy family, she had money.
This made one imagine the future.
If he were to marry this Miss Ayaka...
Would life be this dull and uninteresting every day?
...
After a period of tasting.
Kamisato Ayaka gracefully put down her cutlery and said softly: "Kuaishu Pavilion"
"Master, are you still thinking about what happened earlier?"
Qin Yu did not deny it.
After transmigrating, he had heard some stories about the owner.
He seemed to have been a high-ranking official in the Tenryou Commission, with a deep background.
"Then, Master, do you think they are a loving couple?"
Kamisato Ayaka blinked her beautiful eyes and asked softly with a smile.
She had already removed her mask, her face breathtakingly beautiful.
She was looking at Qin Yu, as if she could never tire of his appearance.
After all, he was the Master she respected.
However, this respect was starting to change.
"Hmm?"
Qin Yu mused.
Why was this girl suddenly asking this question?
It seemed she had come prepared.
"I don't know."
He shook his head silently, picking up a cup of hot tea.
Kamisato Ayaka's lips curled slightly.
Her eyelashes fluttered as her body leaned forward subtly.
It was as if she had a significant little secret to share.
Unintentionally, they grew closer.
Qin Yu's eyes widened.
He had to admit, this girl was becoming more and more alluring.
She had learned to shake her Master's resolve.
This was betraying her Master.
"I was thinking, if I were to marry Master..."
"Pfft—"
Qin Yu choked.
"Hehe... Master."
The young girl blinked, a mischievous smile playing on her lips.
"I was just joking."
"..."
Outside the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor.
Kamisato Ayato waved his hand.
"You block the entrance and don't let any suspicious individuals pass."
Thoma looked troubled. "My Lord, isn't this..."
Before he could finish.
"If this fails, you'll have to eat my cooking."
My Lord, must you be so ruthless!