CH 124

Takami Mikata again

Translated by Dawn

Takami Mikata again

After work, I teleported to Kyoto with Kiriha, Miina, Shisae, Maria, Maiko, Maya, and Matsumi.

“What!? The most powerful psychic in the world! The scorching red-hot magma user who turns all things to ashes! What do you mean when you said the Volcano Takami Mikata couldn’t enter the five-story pagoda? I’ll turn you into ashes with a big toothpick if you refuse!”

“See, Nee-san?”

—Is this déjà vu?

I had the feeling that I had seen the exact same scene just two days before.

Miina and the others had their expressions harden.

“Honey, it’s those two again.”

When Kiriha said so, the other side noticed us too.

“What!? Why is there a couple of lewd beasts in the sacred ancient capital of Kyoto!? What if your evil spirits get on the five-story pagoda, a national treasure with a thousand years of history!?”

—Earlier you said something about a big toothpick.

“But weren’t you tried to burn it to ashes?”

—I don’t know what to do, I feel like I can get along with the brother, though.

With her hands on her hips, Mikata’s black drill hair bounced around her chest.

“That’s that, this is this!”

—That’s the worst way to say it.

I could only imagine what the brother had been through.

“Why are you guys in Kyoto? We’re teleporting, but weren’t you in Okinawa?”

“Fufu, we were in Okinawa until yesterday, but from today we are in Kyoto. Tomorrow we are going to Osaka and the day after tomorrow to Wakayama Prefecture. We are taking advantage of our summer vacation to travel around the country!”

She was smiling high in a ladylike pose with a fan spread out vigorously, probably bought in Kyoto.

It was strange because her hairstyle was a drill with no hint of Japanese style, yet her figure was so very much like her.

Her brother was watching her emotionlessly with sleepy half-lidded eyes as usual. He must be used to it. Pitiful.

Imagining her brother’s childhood, in which I couldn’t help but be moved to tears, I was in a damp mood.

Then, out of the corner of my eye, Maya appeared little by little.

The old money she had received from a redhead girl in Okinawa was shining on the two-sided up of her head. Did she like it that much?

“What are you going to see in Wakayama Prefecture?”

“To see the pandas, of course.”

When Mikata noticed Maya at her feet, she continued to stare at her and watch her.

As it was, I asked her brother as I admired Maya’s cuteness.

“Are you rich by any chance?”

“Uh…, sort of…”

Mikata, her eyes glowing, interrupted.

“It’s not very polite to talk about someone’s economic power, but my father is an investor and a major shareholder in a number of well-known foreign companies. Every year he pays out dividends alone.”

“Though he has lost 30% of his assets because of Japan’s economic collapse.”

Mikata was in a good mood, even though her brother gave out information that was not good to hear.

“How-ever, when I told him about the time we were summoned to the Ministry of Internal Affairs and Communications, he started buying stocks of Japanese companies that had fallen rather sharply. In fact, the Japanese economy has been reviving in the past four months.”

—If that’s true, then Mikata’s father saw that Vice Minister SAYURI’s plan would succeed. That’s extraordinary foresight.

“Hee, your dad must be smart.”

“Ufufufu. You seem like an elitist ordinary person who knows how wonderful our Papa is. I’m starting to see you in a new light.”

—What’s an elite ordinary person?

“But I still can’t approve of you! I saw the message from the Ministry of Internal Affairs and Communications, and they want to make a spectacle of us and flatter the public. It’s just the kind of shallow thinking that ordinary people would come up with.”

“What, you have a problem with Ikuo’s idea?”

Matsumi annoyed.

“I’m not complaining. I am just saying that I don’t think it will be successful. I am well aware of the difficulties of business. It is a common occurrence that a product that has been prepared with a winning strategy fails to sell at all. A hit is not something you can aim for. And it is an easy idea to let people with combat abilities fight. The reason no one has started it before is that there is no way it will succeed.”

I calmly responded to her high-flying tone.

“I know what you’re talking about. A hit is not something you can aim for. In fact, many hits are not expected by anyone and are often met with criticism at the beginning. If that’s the case, doesn’t it mean that our supernatural battle will always fail, isn’t it?”

“…..”

“You’re losing, nee-san.”

“Shut up!”

Mikata’s sharp straight left hand was dodged by her younger brother. He seemed to have a lot of experience getting hit by her.

“You’re my little brother, and yet you have the nerve to avoid it!”

“No, I’ll still avoid them.”

—What a good argument.

I never get tired of watching them.

Shisae was relaxing as if she was watching a comedy show.

Maya was starting to sleep on Kiriha’s chest as a pillow.

Kiriha and Maria were playing with Maya’s cheeks.

Someone give them some attention.

Then, without even reading the air, an incoming call came in.

Next to the incoming call icon displayed in my field of vision was [Ryuzaki Sayuri].

“Yes, Okui speaking.”

I tapped the incoming call icon, answered the call, and heard a tense voice.

“Sorry, I know you’re on a trip to Kyoto, but things got awfully bad.”

“What happened?”

The sound of her voice undeniably increased the tension.

“The Psychic Battle was turned down by the Ministry of Internal Affairs and Communications, the Ministry of Economy, Trade and Industry, and even the Ministry of Health, Labour and Welfare and the Ministry of Finance.”

A shiver ran down my spine.

Biting my back teeth, I gulped and was speechless.