Chapter 242 — Arima Kishou, Wang Xu's Positioning
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"So you're just going to throw it away?"
Takatsuki Sen watched as Tsukiyama Shuu tossed the dish into the trash, a flicker of regret crossing her face.
In her eyes, that had been a rare delicacy indeed.
There was a saying in Cathay that fit well here—what is lost at the eastern corner is gained at the mulberry grove.
The dishes prepared by the chef named Sanji were unlike anything she had ever encountered in her life.
Her keen sense of smell told her that the plate of great bone meat, called a "Grand Scroll of Seafood," was beneficial to her body and harmless besides.
Besides, the creature known as an author had always been ruled by feeling rather than reason.
With such a delicacy before her, even if eating it would leave her weak for a long while afterward, Takatsuki Sen likely would not have given it up.
Cradling the great bone meat, her beautiful eyes shimmering with light, she fell to feasting on the spot.
Happy times are always exceedingly brief. Still lost in the bliss of the meal, Takatsuki Sen reluctantly set down the bone in her hands—only to find that the entire Miraculous Restaurant had vanished.
She rose to her feet.
The chair and the dining table gradually faded, dissolving into the air.
Had it not been for the intense fullness and satisfaction, Takatsuki Sen might well have thought the whole experience nothing but a dream.
"Eh... where did the restaurant go?"
Beside Takatsuki Sen, Kamishiro Rize was toying with the hair at her temple.
Her face was sulky: "Don't tell me I ate them into bankruptcy? I should have eaten less..."
And by the trash can, Tsukiyama Shuu squatted on the ground in a picture of utter desolation, drawing circles and muttering things like "third-rate gourmet."
"Wang Xu, the Ghoul Bane—truly a mysterious man..."
Takatsuki Sen sighed.
...
At this very moment, Wang Xu had not gone far from the安定区.
He was in a Ghoul café in Ward 20, speaking with a cold, white-haired young man as an ordinary customer.
"The former CCG's White Reaper..."
Wang Xu looked at him with a smile, his tone quiet and probing: "Truly worthy of the name."
Arima Kishou, a half-human born of the White Day Court, the CCG's supreme fighting force, called "the invincible Ghoul Investigator"; also known as the "White Reaper," and a member of V.
Many privately speculated that he had been the previous One-Eyed King.
This man's appearance filled Wang Xu with delight.
Across the myriad realms and endless planes, many bosses and background-tier figures were more or less unworthy of their reputations.
Take Otsutsuki Kaguya of the Naruto world—apart from a power so feeble as to be unworthy of mention, even her temperament was no different from that of an ordinary human woman.
So Wang Xu had simply crafted her into an artifact spirit, and to this day she still sustained the operation of the micro-universe.
As the vessel of that micro-universe, the flying-sword pendant hung at Wang Huai'an's neck.
Arima Kishou was different.
His conviction and will were fully equal to the title of "White Reaper"—and perhaps even surpassed it.
In Wang Xu's view, were it not for the inherent flaw of being a half-human, Arima Kishou would have been entirely qualified to become the strongest life form on this planet.
With this thought, Wang Xu rubbed his forefinger over the flying-sword pendant at his chest and looked at Arima Kishou with a half-smile: "You came looking for me—what business do you have?"
Because it was a growth-type "divine artifact," the Kaguya Sword still doggedly, if barely, kept pace with Wang Huai'an's progress and had not been wholly discarded.
At least for the present, as an ornament, it served admirably.
Arima Kishou was a man of few words.
Even before those close to him, over the years, he had likely spoken no more than ten sentences.
Yet before Wang Xu, Arima Kishou—
"It seems you know my identity as well, so I will waste no breath."