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Chapter 573 - 196. Mr. Fujiwara said he loves only me and doesn’t love you at all.

Chapter 573: 196. Mr. Fujiwara said he loves only me and doesn’t love you at all.


The resplendent lights cascaded down.


Kasahara Fumi held a pen and notebook, her eyes fixed intently on the mirror-like surface of the wine glass.


"She didn’t go to the Oasis today, but instead visited a secret location we hadn’t discovered before," Fujiwara Reya said from the side.


Mrs. Kasahara also came over curiously.


Her small hand, seemingly inadvertent yet purposefully, rested on Fujiwara Reya’s shoulder.


This mother and daughter duo sandwiched Fujiwara Reya in between them.


Opposite them, another mother and daughter pair sat glaring, cheeks puffed with anger.


The perspective from Mirror Princess began with a large, empty room.


The walls were white, the ceiling was white, and the window glass was opaque, making it impossible to see outside and discern its location. The room’s furnishings were typical of a woman’s space.


The sofa and floor were strewn with numerous outfits in a chaotic manner.


Cream-colored light trench coat, red high heels with scuffed soles; embroidered bras, blue fitted skirt; stockings in various colors, pink panties with cheap lace; a cheap watch, black faux leather handbag.


In less than half a minute, Miss Shizuka appeared in the mirrored scene.


She retrieved a set of rubber raincoat and boots from the cabinet, then faced the mirror to undress.


It is well-known.


Fujiwara Reya’s vision is exceptionally acute.


Now he was going to indulge... ahem, work earnestly.


But then... Mrs. Kasahara suddenly covered his eyes, giving him no chance to enjoy the view.


Her smooth little hand touched his skin, with the edge of her small hand resting on Fujiwara Reya’s nose: "What a fragrant aroma!"


"It’s musk from ancient court," Mrs. Kasahara said smugly, then gently caressed the tip of his nose with her soft, tender palm.


Soon after, she slid her small hand down, triumphantly and joyfully smoothing and straightening Fujiwara Reya’s collar.


In the mirrored scene, Miss Shizuka, dressed in a raincoat and boots, opened a closet door.


Inside was a wardrobe, but it contained no clothes, only a few empty hangers and mothballs.


With professional sensitivity, Kasahara Fumi remarked, "It should be a secret passage disguised as a wardrobe."


Just as she spoke, Miss Shizuka fiddled with a metal handle at the corner of the cabinet, and sure enough, a half-person-high passageway appeared within. Inside was pitch dark, with a cool, moist breeze lifting her hair slightly, which Fujiwara Reya seemed to feel too.


Miss Shizuka closed the closet door, turned on a flashlight, and proceeded into the darkness along the yellow beam of light.


The mirrored scene briefly vanished.


When it reappeared, it had turned into an upward view.


It was the light from Miss Shizuka’s flashlight reflecting off the water, creating a mirror effect.


"A sewer?" Kasahara Fumi’s composed expression showed traces of emotion.


In the dim flickering light, Miss Shizuka waded forward, completely enveloped by darkness and the gurgling sound of water.


The space was narrow with no reference points for orientation, but it was certain this was somewhere underground in Tokyo.


After walking for about five minutes, a sudden iron door appeared at the dark end of the tunnel.


Miss Shizuka pulled a small calculator-like gadget from her bag and inserted it into the lock of the iron door.


After some manipulation, the iron door swung open from the inside.


Inside, a faint yellow light flickered, resembling a highly developed firefly drifting in the air.


"Let me see what that is," Kasahara Fumi said.


Fujiwara Reya’s thoughts connected to Mirror Princess through the system, directing her to adjust the perspective.


Upon closer inspection, the light was from a person standing in a maintenance area beside the sewer. The person wore goggles, wrapped tightly in a black raincoat, and held a small gas lamp.


"Lady Shizuka..."


"Activate at midnight tonight."


"Understood!"


The person nodded emphatically several times, put down the lamp, and began feeling along the wall with both hands.


Mirror Princess shifted her perspective over.


In the darkness, there were two or three brief sounds of rubbing stones together, quickly fading away.


Soon after, a complex array appeared on the wall, with yellow light flowing along its edges, gradually converging towards the center.


Shizuka, holding her flashlight, continued walking deeper.


The tunnel remained silent, and even the squelching sound of her long rubber boots on the water was clearly audible.


She passed through a resting station with a lifeless platform, where the table was neatly arranged with identical black raincoats and long rubber boots to the ones she wore. After crossing this platform, she soon encountered another place where an array was set up.


Kasahara Fumi silently took notes.


After notifying about the eighth array installation point, Miss Shizuka began to ascend towards the surface.


Outside the circular exit, signal lights and box-shaped toolboxes resembling a square wooden box could be seen, along with cement pillars that separated the tracks, lined up like stakes at regular intervals.


A train car sped past.


"Ginza Line!" Kasahara Fumi accurately identified the line’s name.


Mirror Princess’s view turned into that from a train window.


It was raining in Tokyo; torrential rain ceaselessly poured down from the clouds.


Through the curtain of rain, discerning the streetscape and buildings, Kasahara Fumi reached a definite conclusion.


"This is the section of the Ginza Line track, between Gaiemmae Station and Aoyama 1-chome." With that, she took the drawing she had just made and quickly filled in the last few strokes, presenting it to Fujiwara Reya, "Roppongi, Aoyama, Divine Palace Outer Garden, Omotesando! Their aim is to utilize yellow pine jade to construct a barrier, enclosing the area between these four points, covering approximately 4-5 square kilometers!"


This area is the heart of Tokyo.