Wait, why is this blond guy a lolicon?

Chapter 316 Blonde Girl, Snow-haired Girl, and Little Ghost Girl

Tokyo, Haneda Airport.

The midday sun shone down without any obstruction, and the asphalt road surface was slightly hot from the heat. The air was filled with the mixed smell of gasoline and heat waves.

Alina, wearing black sunglasses and dragging a silver suitcase that was half her height shorter, walked out of the terminal with the flow of people.

She wasn't traveling as the eldest daughter of the Pendleton family today, so naturally she didn't have a chauffeur-driven car or a large entourage.

She wore a simple black dress, her long hair tied in a high ponytail, looking neat and tidy, like a drawn sword.

It's still some time before the Nuo gods are revived; it's too early to say.

She planned to first investigate the background of the Nuo Shen sect.

Of course, this is just a pastime to kill time.

After all, she could already reliably unleash the Triple Blood Explosion, so dealing with a mere A-rank god was just a piece of cake for her.

Alina glanced at her watch; it was lunchtime. She turned and walked into a chain coffee shop next to the airport. The moment the glass door opened, a cool breeze from the air conditioner hit her, instantly dispelling the heat.

"Hello, what would you like to order?"

"A buttered bread, a salad steak, and a glass of sweet orange juice."

She found a seat by the window, tapping her fingertips lightly on the table, her gaze casually sweeping across the store.

"Huh? Are you sure? Holy crap, really...?"

A low voice came from the next table, carrying a hint of boisterous energy.

"How could my feelings be wrong? You're just an ordinary person; you certainly couldn't sense such strong psionic fluctuations!"

"Hmm...actually, I'm a little uneasy too. You know, that thing underground in Chiyoda, could it be something like a Yellow Robe (a powerful figure in Chinese mythology)?"

"Probably...maybe? Oh well, anyway, Grandma said we can't get close. Hey? Coconut Beauty! Why are you eating my food again! It's disgusting, can't you order another one?"

"Ah, didn't you say you couldn't eat anymore? We can't waste food... Besides, you're a purple-robed Onmyoji, your saliva is full of spiritual energy, which is a great tonic for us ghosts."

"Ugh! You eat Jiang Ling's saliva too?"

"He won't let me... Let me tell you, his yang energy is terrifyingly strong, especially when he urinates, it's like a waterfall..."

"I'm eating!!!"

"Didn't you finish eating... chew, chew, chew..."

Alina turned her head and looked at the seat diagonally behind her.

A shrine maiden with snow-white hair reaching her waist sat behind a pile of plates, munching on a sandwich with her cheeks puffed out, occasionally turning her head to say something to the empty seat next to her. Sunlight streamed through the glass window, casting a soft glow on her snow-white hair.

"Onmyoji... It seems the local forces have also received the news. Are they here for rescue and stability maintenance?" Alina stroked her chin thoughtfully. But then, she curled her lips into a cold, arrogant smile. "Heh, it's just icing on the cake."

"As long as I kill the Nuo God fast enough, no one will die, and no one will even be injured."

"Hello, your dishes have all been served. Please enjoy your meal." The waiter gently placed the plate on the table and respectfully withdrew.

Alina picked up her knife and fork, leisurely cutting off a piece of steak and putting it in her mouth. As she chewed, a faint golden light flashed deep in her pupils, and her gaze fell once again on the white-haired shrine maiden.

This time, she saw it clearly.

In that empty seat sat a little ghost girl in a white dress, half of her face covered by long black hair, happily munching on a piece of cake.

"Um?"

Miyuki suddenly stopped what she was doing, looked up warily in Alina's direction, and tugged at Kiyoko's sleeve: "Hey, Kiyoko, look at that woman over there, didn't she see me?"

"No way." Gen Kiyoko rubbed her round belly and waved her hand dismissively. "My barrier technique is very powerful! Apart from people of Grandma's level, no one else can see through it."

"Okay..." Meiyezi lowered her head with some doubt, then changed the subject with a sigh, "I don't know when Master will call me back... It's been several months since I left Sister Youyou."

In the past few months, she was first sent by Jiang Ling to be Yan Youyou's bodyguard, and then, by a twist of fate, she was severely sealed away by Yuan Qingzi. After the misunderstanding was cleared up, Jiang Ling first retrieved her spirit body and then let her stay with Yuan Qingzi temporarily. To be honest, being with Yuan Qingzi allowed her to absorb some spiritual energy to fill her stomach from time to time, but it was really not as enjoyable as staying by Jiang Ling's side and absorbing yang energy.

If absorbing spiritual energy is like eating and drinking, then...

Absorbing yang energy is like smoking or chewing betel nut.

Especially Jiang Ling, such a big, muscular man, his masculine energy was so strong it was almost dripping with moisture, she wished she could hug him and kiss him...

"Sigh..." Mentioning Jiang Ling reminded Yuan Qingzi of her astronomical loan, and she couldn't help but frown. "You're kind of his pet, right? I've been taking care of you for so long. Sending you back should offset some of the debt, right?"

"I have no obligation to take care of people's pets for free."

American Coconut: ? ? ?

"Liu Liu Liu, you're so heartless, you're colder than a stone..."

Kiyoko: "Then you'll help me pay off my loan of over ten million US dollars?"

Coconut: "I have no obligation to do that~"

Alina slowly finished the last bite of bread and drank the orange juice in her glass.

She put down her knife and fork, thinking to herself: So, are those two also Jiang Ling's people?

Jiang Ling is Alan's boyfriend, which means she's also her... well, friend, so they're friends of friends.

When the Nuo gods revive in a few days and all the ghosts roam at night, let's take care of these two weaklings who are as insignificant as ants.

She memorized their scent, called the waiter to settle the bill, dragged her suitcase, and walked out of the coffee shop.

Outside the glass door, the sunlight was still blinding, with the direction of Chiyoda Ward in the distance.

The sky was faintly tinged with an ominous gray-black hue.