Trafford's Trading Club-Novel

Volume 9 – Chapter 99: These Two Muses Are A Little Weak (Part 1)

In this movie world, Mo Xiaofei had the script in his mind.

It was a pity that his script was only half of the story. For the Christmas Eve outing, it should have been a sweet date, but Mo Xiaofei didn’t expect that the quiet-looking class president proposed to watch the movie “Pen Immortal.” She said that she was expecting it a long time ago, but the girls in the class were not willing to accompany her to watch it.

Her preference didn’t fit her mannerism at all. But, Mo Xiaofei agreed in the end. He then looked at the brief introduction when buying the movie tickets, and at the same time, read some bits of film reviews—typical behavior of those looking forward to a movie.

The summary only explained the rough overview of the story; it did not spoil the final ending. As for film reviews, Mo Xiaofei did not have time to get to the story ending. After all, if he browsed too much and knew the ending in advance, watching movies would be meaningless.

Thinking about this, Mo Xiaofei lay down in the room arranged by the Kizhirou family after a simple wash. Naturally, he wasn’t expecting much comfort in a simple home.

“The class president should know more about the plot. After all, she said she is looking forward to it for a long time.”

At this moment, there was a sudden light tapping on the room door. Mo Xiaofei asked curiously, “Who?”

“Sir Kojiro, it’s me...Takeko.”

It was Takeko’s voice. As for the so-called Kojiro, it was the name of the original master of the body that Mo Xiaofei transmigrated into. He found out from the household registration certificate among the personal belongings. The full name was ‘Sasaki Kojiro,’ which made Mo Xiaofei complain.

Is there Miyamoto Musashi here [1]?

But, he didn’t know anything about this “Sasaki Kojiro.” The katana he carried with him was not the sharp katana taller than the human he had in mind. Hence, Mo Xiaofei was not sure whether this Kojiro was the powerful swordsman he knew.

“Oh... come in. What’s the matter?” Mo Xiaofei sorted his clothes and sat up from the bed.

He saw Takeko slowly opened the room’s wooden door, but she was still sitting on her knees in the corridor outside with a tray containing teacups next to her.

Is she here to send to tea?

Mo Xiaofei was taken aback and then secretly shook his head. It appeared that the samurai of this era were a privileged class. Even as ‘wandering samurai,’ these civilians treated the samurai with respect and fear.

Based on the original storyline, Mo Xiaofei knew that there was also a samurai in Unripe Rice Village. He was a samurai with his beneficiary. The entire Unripe Rice Village and even the nearby fields belonged to this samurai. Simply put, he was the landlord.

Mo Xiaofei groaned for a moment, then looked at Takeko and said, “Come in. I have something to ask you.”

If I remember correctly, Takeko seems to have appeared in some film reviews. As for the existence of Takeko on the promotional poster, Mo Xiaofei did not pay attention to it. Since it is mentioned in the film review, it can be at least regarded as a character involved in the plot.

Having just entered Unripe Rice Village and met the plot’s relevant characters early, Mo Xiaofei thought that he had a good start.

“Excuse me.”

Takeko still had a cautious mannerism, holding the platter, knelt in, and walked in. Finally, she put the teacup in front of Mo Xiaofei before bowing her head.

“Relax.” Mo Xiaofei tried to make himself appear polite. He was only a student, and he could not get used to the feeling of being a privilege.

“Takeko dares not be rude.”

“Forget it...” Mo Xiaofei shook his head, “Is the samurai household in Unripe Rice Village called Nagato?”

Takeko was a little surprised and said, “Sir Kojiro, are you a friend of Master Nagato?”

Mo Xiaofei didn’t answer, “I’ll ask you again. Has Master Nagato returned?”

“It turns out that Sir Kojiro also knows Sir Saburo.” Takeko seemed to be more curious about the origin of this ‘Kojiro.’ “Sir Nagato Saburo returned a month ago. I heard that he was injured in the frontline war and went home for the time being. It’s an honor despite the injury. It is a meritorious service to our nation.”

Mo Xiaofei was amused in his heart. Is this Saburo Nagato injured in the front line? In fact, he was a deserter before the war and absconded, but he encountered bandits on the journey. After losing the battle, he was injured and ran away again. When he came back here, he claimed that he had made merits on the front line. Now he was wounded and went home to rest. As for the rewards, it would reach him when the war is over.

This rhetoric circulated in Unripe Rice Village. It convinced these people who did not know the truth; they praised him daily. I wonder if this Nagato Saburo will feel shame.

Since Saburo Nagato is back, has the storyline officially begun?

Mo Xiaofei then inquired about the location of Nagato’s house from Takeko, “I’m tired today. Our conversation ends here.”

He intended to let Takeko leave by herself. He would then take advantage of the darkness to leave here quietly. His next plan was to go to Nagato’s house first to check the situation. Later, he would go up the mountain tomorrow morning and visit the witch in the shrine.

Unexpectedly, Takeko’s shoulders trembled slightly at this moment. She gritted her teeth as if making up her mind. She slowly turned around and got up but did not leave.

The girl suddenly untied her belt. Her clothes slipped off her shoulders. Although this girl was coarsely clothed with the skin quality on her face was ordinary, the skin under the clothes was fairer than snow. She was about fourteen or five years old. It was quite tempting for a vigorous youth.

Mo Xiaofei realized that his physiology was normal. When he suddenly saw this scene, his breathing subconsciously became a little heavier. It was just that his spirit was far beyond ordinary people, after all. He had a sincere heart that even the boss and True Dragon of Divine Land would praise. At this moment, he quickly restored his calm.

Mo Xiaofei turned his head. He had some speculations about Takeko’s behavior. Looking back on Kizhirou’s weird expressions during the meal, the guy must have misinterpreted his request to stay overnight.

“Go out. I don’t need these.” Mo Xiaofei shook his head, “If a girl doesn’t cherish herself, no one will cherish you. Tell your father I don’t mean that. I just want to rest one night, let him not do unnecessary things.”

Mo Xiaofei’s knowledge gradually became richer. Although he was no longer as extreme in the past, setting up a private prison to punish those who do evil. But, he would do heroic deeds from time to time.

Had it not been for an unnamed “fireman” who wandered in the darkness of the city and prevented a lot of evil from happening, the sharpshooter Officer Ma would not have much free time. He would not be playing minesweeper in the office all day long in a peaceful world.

Kizhirou may not be simply misinterpreting. It may have to do with my identity as a wandering samurai. If I have fallen in love with Takeko and settled down, the family may be rewarded and earn fief due to his capability as a wandering samurai. In the worst case, they may become the guest of a noble family superior to the Nagato household. It’s much better than the young people in the village. With that, the family can live a happy life and so on.

“Ah...”

[1] In the story of Sasaki Kojiro, Miyamoto Musashi killed him. Mo Xiaofei is complaining about how “original” the names are.