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But in the meantime, we must first settle the people in Kassel. The secrets of the Snake Clan and the Demon Clan must never be revealed to Kassel, otherwise, the Snake Clan will have no place in this world.”
"I will arrange everything."
Chapter 125 Constantine Arrives in Japan
Mai Shude sat in front of the huge glass window, curled up at the top of the city, like a delicate doll trapped in a crystal ball.
A pristine white bathrobe draped over a young body, fingertips pressed against the cool rim of a glass, the ice in the amber-colored whiskey slowly melting away.
It was late at night, and the neon lights of Tokyo flowed beneath my feet like a fallen galaxy. Outside the window was the bustling night view of Shinjuku, and not far behind the iconic Yoyogi Building was the Genji Heavy Industries Building, but inside the window it was so quiet that I could hear the sound of loneliness peeling away.
"Oh!"
The bedroom door of the suite was suddenly pushed open, and Su Enxi walked in with disheveled hair and a dirty face. Her loose ice silk pajamas hung down to her knees, revealing a noticeable curve in her lower abdomen. Her flip-flops made a "pat-pat" sound as they rubbed against the floor.
Just as Su Enxi was about to complain to Jiu De Mai, she suddenly froze when she saw Jiu De Mai sitting by the window: "I feel like this scene looks familiar."
"Lost in Translation".
Mai Shude picked up the amber-colored whiskey beside her, squinted her eyes, and took a small sip: "There's a classic scene in it, Scarlett Johansson sitting where I am now, looking out at the Tokyo night view."
Are you sure this is the spot you're sitting in right now?
I'm sure.
The scenes in "Lost in Translation" were filmed in a suite at the Park Hyatt Tokyo. This hotel only has three suites in Tokyo, and I carefully compared the night views of these three suites before choosing the one that is exactly the same as the one in the movie.
Of course, the regular guest rooms downstairs also offer the same night view, not much less impressive than the suites, and perhaps even more expansive. However, they have long been booked by the Snake Clan to accommodate the teachers and students of Kassel.
"No wonder you insisted on staying in this suite." Su Enxi suddenly realized.
"I chose this suite for another reason. The Sheqi family booked a suite for Kassel, which is right next to this one. As expected, Kassel will allocate that suite to Gao Kui."
As for Chen Motong, that woman only deserves to stay in the ordinary guest room downstairs, to be trampled under my feet.
Mai Shude began to let her imagination run wild, vividly describing the scene she envisioned: "Think about it, I live next door to the Holy Son. After he checks into the hotel, I will find the right opportunity to have an unexpected encounter with him."
He might invite me to have a drink at the New York Bar on the 52nd floor of the hotel? That's highly likely; that bar is as famous as the hotel's view from the window.
We'd sit in a bar, sipping whiskey-based cocktails, watching Tokyo's neon lights through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and discussing movie plots accompanied by rich jazz music played on a saxophone.
As the night deepened and the drinks intensified, I would invite him to my room for another round of drinks just before the bar closed. Of course, it's perfectly normal to do some fun things when things get enjoyable.
While we were doing those joyful things, Chen Motong was probably still curled up in bed in the guest room downstairs, racking her brains about how to get the Holy Son's attention.
You could say I defeated her in every way!
"A very good plan."
Su Enxi gave a thumbs up, then changed the subject and poured cold water on Jiu De Mai: "But I think your chance encounter will take an unexpected turn from the very beginning. He might just pull out the pair of alchemical M1991s that Angers gave him and shoot your head off."
"It shouldn't be that bad, we're boyfriend and girlfriend."
Mai Shude thought that Gao Kui would never be that violent. Who would be willing to use an M1991 to shoot her, a fair-skinned, beautiful, and long-legged girlfriend who was throwing herself at him?
"Is love that can be bought with money really love? No, it doesn't even qualify as love. You just gave him a black card, and he jokingly switched sides to yours, and then switched back again."
"You've already taken advantage of the woman; that black card is destined to be gone forever."
"Nonsense, I'm perfectly fine, how could I have been taken advantage of?"
Mai turned around, leaning against the windowsill to face Su Enxi. Her long, slender, fair legs swayed under her bathrobe, creating a visually stunning effect on Su Enxi.
"I really wish I could break those long legs of yours." Su Enxi gritted her teeth.
Su Enxi vaguely remembered that the scene from "Lost in Translation" that Jiude Mai had just imitated was beautiful. Scarlett Johansson was indeed very beautiful, but Jiude Mai was even more beautiful than Scarlett Johansson.
Most importantly, that famous child star is only a little over 1.6 meters tall, while Mai Shude is over 1.75 meters tall and has an incredible waist-to-body ratio. Even if Mai Shude had half of her lower leg cut off, she would still have longer legs than Scarlett Johansson.
She surpasses Scarlett O'Hara in both looks and figure, and has a pair of stunningly long legs. The visual impact is something that Scarlett O'Hara in the movies can never match.
"You've said this countless times, but I've never seen you actually contradict yourself." Mai Shude swung her little feet and picked up the whiskey glass next to her.
Su Enxi walked to the window, snatched the wine glass from Jiu Demai's hand, drank it all in one gulp, and smacked her lips as she looked at the remaining ice and cherries in the glass.
"Three-quarters bourbon, a quarter sweet vermouth, and a drop or two of bitters, a Manhattan cocktail? You have good taste. Give me another one."
Mai glanced at Su Enxi's protruding belly under her pajamas: "Not giving up drinking anymore?"
"I'm not quitting anymore. I'll quit potato chips first. I've already gained a little belly. If I keep quitting alcohol, I'll soon turn into a Michelin Man." Su Enxi rubbed her little belly.
Compared to potato chips, Su Enxi actually loves alcohol more, and could even be considered an alcoholic. She only eats potato chips excessively to quit drinking, much like many smokers chew gum or betel nut when trying to quit smoking.
With a push of her hands, Mai jumped down from the windowsill, walked barefoot to the liquor cabinet, took out a cocktail shaker, and mixed a drink for Su Enxi.
Watching the busy figure of Jiu De Mai, Su Enxi picked a cherry from her empty wine glass and popped it into her mouth, saying, "Let's get back to the point. You booked a suite at this hotel to create a chance encounter with the Holy Son, right?"
“That’s right.” Mai Shude replied without looking up.
"It's past four in the morning. Did you get up early or didn't sleep at all?"
"I didn't sleep."
"It seems the person you're waiting for hasn't arrived."
He'll come sooner or later.
"How late, or how soon?"
"Hey!"
Mai Shude slammed the cocktail shaker on the table in dissatisfaction: "What's with this conversation that's so reminiscent of Gu Long? I don't remember when you became a fan of Gu Long. You can just say whatever you want to say."
Su Enxi curled her lips, took out her phone from the breast pocket of her pajamas, selected an email, and tossed the phone to Jiu De Mai.
"What is this?" Mai Shude caught the phone.
"American Express bank statement."
Su Enxi told the truth: "The person you're waiting for definitely won't be returning to the hotel tonight... No, strictly speaking, it's already the second day."
He and Caesar Chu Zihang took a detour to Kabukicho and went clubbing on their way back to the hotel last night. Do you know how much he spent last night? Sixteen million US dollars.
I feel like swearing. I work myself to the bone every day to earn money, and then you use that black card to support a gigolo, who then uses the card to party in nightclubs.
The news has already spread on Facebook and Twitter: a mysterious tycoon has spent 1.6 billion yen to buy out all the drinks in a nightclub's stock and treat everyone to drinks..."
Su Enxi grumbled and complained that even with billions of dollars in capital, earning sixteen million dollars wouldn't be easy; she would have to work hard for a day or two.
However, Su Enxi was just complaining.
All the capital she controlled belonged to the boss, and now the boss had become that person's nominal partner but actual subordinate. After conversion, this money was essentially the property of the Holy Son Gao Kui.
Furthermore, it's just some money; in truth, the entire "world" belongs to the Son. The Son is both God's creation and a gift from the Father to the Son.
Su Enxi just felt sorry for Jiu De Mai. You were so focused on becoming the Holy Son's bride, but you were using your card to go out and have a good time, without even showing your face.
"Hmm, he went to a nightclub to party?" Mai Shude was not surprised but rather pleased.
"You're happy that he went to nightclubs and squandered money?" Su Enxi didn't know what Jiude Mai was happy about.
"Of course I'm happy."
Jiu Demai shook the cocktail shaker: "This is my advantage. If the Holy Son is an ascetic like Chu Zihang, then I have no advantage at all if I take off this body."
But if the Holy Son has even the most basic desires for material enjoyment as a human being, even just a little bit, with your support, I will have an advantage over the three originally chosen brides.
Little Dragon Girl was penniless, at least that's how it appeared. The high school girl was unremarkable, like an ordinary passerby. Erii was indeed wealthy, but she had no idea how an adult should spend that money.
"I'm different. Don't you think a sexy, hot, rich, and domineering mature woman is a perfect fit for my persona? That's my unique advantage."
Are you a carnivore?
“At least it looks like it.” Mai Shutoku puffed out her chest.
"So why are you so eager to be the Holy Son's bride?"
"That should be asked the other way around: Why should I absolutely not want to be the bride of the Holy Son?"
Mai Shude put down the cocktail shaker and counted Gao Kui's advantages on her fingers: "First of all, the Holy Son is very handsome. As a human male, his appearance is top-notch, which can attract the opposite sex on a physiological level."
Secondly, the Holy Son is very wealthy, though he may not realize it himself. Furthermore, as a half-blood, his strength and lineage are outstanding, promising a limitless future.
Finally, he is God.
is God.
For Mai Shutoku, "being a god" was enough.
Perhaps because they are unaware of dreams, wanderers chase after illusions. This song, which Mai Shutoku often hums, is full of Japanese mono no aware, as if the whole world is a dream without any sense of reality.
As a mental patient, Gao Kui always felt that the world was not real enough, and Jiu De Mai often felt the same way, although this feeling was not as strong as Gao Kui's.
Perhaps this is a common problem among the Japanese; they are always prone to melancholy and lamenting the passing of spring and autumn, viewing the world with a pessimistic eye, and pursuing pure spiritual emotions that transcend reason.
As one of only two, or rather the only, gods in the present world, the Holy Son possesses absolute reality compared to the illusory world.
God is the Creator, and the world is the created. Even though Gao Kui has been temporarily demoted to a human, he is still the Creator, not the created.
The Creator walks through the world He has created, and it is extremely difficult for Him to find a person or thing in the world that can give Him a sense of "reality," just as it is difficult for an artist to feel sexual urges when creating a erotic picture.
But it is too easy for a created being to find a real person in the world, especially in a world where a Creator walks: no one is more real than a God who has been reduced to a human.
"I don't understand what you're thinking." Su Enxi shook her head, still not quite understanding Jiu De Mai's thoughts.
"You just need to support me, right? You'll support me to the end, won't you?" Mai handed a freshly made Manhattan to Su Enxi.
"I will definitely cast my sacred vote for you!" Su Enxi, who was just feeling sorry for the 16 million US dollars, decided in the blink of an eye to support Jiude Mai to the end.
Just kidding, what's a little money?
The boss, or rather, that great one, initially decided to choose three brides for the Holy Son; this was a joint decision. Or rather, it was that great one's decision, and the boss was the executor.
Su Enxi never imagined that such a cheap thing could be done, where spending 10 billion or 100 billion US dollars could somehow change their decision.
Jiu Demai raised her hand to Su Enxi, her slender, jade-like fingers.
"Snapped."
After exchanging high-fives with Mai Shude, Su Enxi was about to pick up her wine glass when two different cell phone ringtones sounded simultaneously in the suite.
Su Enxi's phone on the wine cabinet, and Jiu De Mai's phone on the windowsill.
"It's the boss on the phone." Mai Shude glanced at Su Enxi's caller ID.
"Constantine's phone call."