Chapter 114 Things are changing
Chapter 114 Things are changing
Good boss Shuugo decides to let Jinko, who wears many hats, cover for him for a while.
He wanted to go out and have some fun, and also buy some things.
Ren Guang, who has to handle international business, oversee the laboratory, and deal with his boss's personal affairs: ...
Shugo strolls through the streets of Tokyo. (Tokyo was originally Edo, renamed by the Emperor in 1868, after which Meiji moved there with his family.)
He came out to buy something.
When a straight man goes shopping, he always has a specific goal in mind, and the process is quick and decisive.
This time, Shugo simply refused to get up.
He wants to buy interesting little gadgets, so he'll have to choose them himself.
After all, it's a gift for my boyfriend who hasn't been feeling too happy lately.
Muzan seems very unhappy lately, specifically when Shugo sat down next to him and tried to say something, Muzan ran away.
It's like a cat you're trying to pet turning its rear end towards you.
Hiiragi didn't understand, and could only guess that the other person was angry with him.
But he hasn't been in close contact with anyone lately, has he?
The most common one is Renguang.
But Muzan wouldn't be jealous of Jin Guang.
Which nobleman would treat his servants as human beings?
This isn't an insult; it's a statement of fact.
Nobles who are served from childhood will treat their servants as if they don't exist. Even when they are engaged in deep work, servants will listen in, and the nobles will not drive them away, mainly because they are used to it.
After thinking it over, Hiiragi realized that this was unlikely, so he decided to buy a gift to appease his angry lover.
Muzan is fond of new things and is not a rigid or conservative demon. He usually enjoys tinkering with mechanical products imported from the West and also likes to learn foreign languages.
He currently possesses multiple foreign languages, including English, German, and French, demonstrating a learning enthusiasm that puts other students to shame.
Every time those Western industrial machinery products were delivered, one of them would end up in Muzan's hands.
Therefore, since Shugo couldn't please him in this way, he could only give him some pretty little trinkets.
As the new capital, Tokyo is where almost all the country's goods are distributed.
Kyoto fans, Edo Kiriko (porcelain figurines), Takasaki Daruma dolls, Hakone Yosegi (lacquerware) – these are from the Kanto region.
Sanuki lanterns and Tobe burnt items are from the Shikoku region.
Izumo stone lanterns, Bizen ware, Kumano brushes, and Hagi ware—these are from the Chugoku region. (There is indeed a region in Japan called this; to avoid confusion, Japanese people often refer to Okayama, Hiroshima, and Yamaguchi (out of five prefectures) as "San'yō," while Shimane and Tottori are called "San'in," together known as the San'in-San'yō region.)
After wandering around the shops near Nihonbashi for several days, Shugo successfully earned the title of big spender, and the merchants welcomed this generous customer with smiles on their faces.
Carrying a bunch of pretty but seemingly useless gadgets, Shugo returned to the Infinity Castle.
The current Infinite City is much larger than in the original story, and it's quite lively.
Muzan even blamed the other party for this, feeling that the Infinity Castle was too noisy.
Hiiragi could only force a smile and say, "Find peace amidst the noise, find peace amidst the noise."
In fact, Shugo also felt it was a bit noisy and his privacy was not guaranteed.
It's not that I haven't considered using my spatial blood demon magic to create an independent space.
However, Shugo underestimated the difficulty.
To fix and maintain a space in the long term, he needs to pay attention to it at all times.
Moreover, the space he created was far too small.
No use.
Perhaps it's because his spatial blood demon magic has completely shifted towards attack and teleportation.
Unlike Nakime's Blood Demon Art, which has almost no offensive power, it is extremely difficult to deal with. (Original Serpent Pillar's evaluation)
Shugo comforted himself, saying that at least his fighting strength was quite high.
They can overpower Muzan.
Their status within the family is well-protected, and they are not subject to coercion.
Return to your home with Muzan.
Upon entering this room, the first thing that catches the eye is a row of books that almost takes up the entire wall.
The books were packed tightly together, filling the space completely, as if there wasn't a single gap.
Many of them exude the aura of time and can be considered precious antiques.
My gaze drifted down to the floor, where I was standing on a beautifully patterned carpet.
The carpet's intricate and exquisite pattern, along with its vibrant and eye-catching colors, adds a touch of luxury and elegance to the entire room.
Looking up, one can see exquisitely designed palace lanterns hanging from the ceiling or embedded in the walls, emitting a soft and warm light that illuminates the entire room.
Looking around, one can see that the room is filled with all kinds of comfortable seating such as sofas and chairs.
They vary in form and style; some are simple and modern with smooth lines; others are full of classical charm with exquisite carvings; and still others have exotic flair, showcasing unique cultural charm.
This place is like an exhibition hall that brings together furniture from different countries and eras, making it a feast for the eyes.
Although each piece of furniture has its own unique characteristics, they blend together harmoniously in this spacious room.
They complement each other, creating an environment that is both artistic and warm and comfortable.
Being in such a space is like traveling through time and space to appreciate the beauty of home furnishings from all over the world.
Muzan was sitting on a high-backed sofa with an embossed floral pattern, wearing a black suit. The tailored suit accentuated his slender waistline, and his tie was tied tightly around his neck, making people want to peek at the scenery beneath. It was a completely ascetic and seductive look.
It can only be said that Muzan and his ilk have consistent taste; compared to their initial appearance in the original work, the only difference is a top hat.
Hmm, there was also a human mother and daughter, but scratch that, that doesn't exist.
Hiiragi was itching to replicate it, so he called for help to find the top hat.
Holding his shopping spoils, Shugo arranged them one by one on the table before sitting down next to Muzan and glancing at the book Muzan was reading.
A thread-bound book, "The Pillow Book".
There were also several books on the coffee table, and at a glance, the titles all belonged to the great power across the border.
A cup of rich, mellow black tea sits on a tray with an exquisitely curved saucer. The aroma rises gently, a delicate blend of fruity and floral notes creating a unique fragrance.
It was a picture of perfect tranquility.
Muzan's interest in reading was clearly influenced by him; he also had quite a few books from his hometown in his previous life on his bookshelf, but he hadn't read them much.
Classical Chinese reading comprehension is tough.
Hiiragi, who wasn't used to classical Chinese, didn't pay attention to the book Muzan was reading. Instead, he picked up a copy of "Nature" from the newest bookshelf.
After Muzan finished reading the book in his hand, Shugo put down the magazine and eagerly presented Muzan with a gift.
After the relationship was established, the two ghosts' positions were clearly reversed.
Muzan glanced at it briefly, looking rather uninterested, but since it was a carefully chosen gift, he played with it for a while before putting it aside.
A fine men's top hat stands out among a crowd of handicrafts.
Muzan raised an eyebrow, a half-smile on his face, and said, "You want me to wear a top hat?"
This was the first time Shugo had ever given him men's clothing; before, it was always jewelry, books, various beautiful women's clothes, or Western gadgets.
Shugo: The men's clothing is completely unoriginal; the women's clothing looks much better!
Muzan donned a top hat, his expression reserved, his eyes smiling, concealing the arrogance and indifference in his eyes almost imperceptibly. His aura was one of profound weight accumulated over the years, making him very eye-catching. Standing there, he was like a beautiful painting, giving people a sense of unapproachability.
Hiiragi: That's the taste!
Seeing Shugo staring straight at him with a wandering gaze, Muzan instantly suppressed his smile and slammed his top hat directly onto Shugo's head, who was admiring his good looks.
Shugo, looking completely bewildered: ?
Muzan had already stormed out of the room in a rage, leaving the person behind.
She resembles a woman abandoned by a scumbag, or a man who witnesses himself being cheated on.
Shugo ripped off the deformed top hat. The hat hitting his face didn't hurt; he just felt confused and a little bit aggrieved.
Did he send a gift that touched a nerve?
Shugo glanced at the pile of decent-looking handicrafts, then looked at the expensive top hat in his hand.
He really doesn't understand.
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