Chapter 126: Little Secrets Mom and Dad Can’t Tell Relatives
“Uncle Fukada!”
With a familiar appearance and aura, even though Fukada Akihiko was wearing a hat, it didn’t stop Kazumi from immediately recognizing the man before her.
Casually organizing her emotions, her tone laced with excitement, she ran up and threw herself into Fukada Akihiko’s arms.
“Oh my, my little Kazumi, why didn’t you hit me with a coffin when we met today?”
Opening his arms to gently receive the young girl, although Fukada Akihiko knew that the girl’s closeness was somewhat driven by her excitement to get what she wanted, for a seasoned doting father, nothing could be more reassuring than his daughter’s smile.
“No… it’s because you didn’t use your abilities last time, that’s why I did that!”
Listening to Fukada Akihiko’s teasing words, Kazumi shyly turned her head. This time, Fukada Akihiko had appeared using his abilities, so there was no possibility of someone else impersonating him, which was why Kazumi had run into his arms so without any vigilance.
“Hahahahaha, just kidding, just kidding.”
Smiling, he patted Kazumi’s slightly displeased little head. Fukada Akihiko’s stern face was filled with a kind smile. He retracted all his shadows and turned his gaze to Kazumi’s small desk not far away, as well as the textbooks spread open on it and her mobile phone beside them.
The smile on his face became playful. Looking at Kazumi before him, he said teasingly,
“Were you chatting with that brat again? Aren’t you afraid I’ll be discovered by him?”
“Ah, no. Because I knew Uncle Fukada was coming to bring something today, I specifically told him I wouldn’t be taking video calls today.”
Hearing Fukada Akihiko’s question, Kazumi unconsciously revealed her plans in her heart. But looking at the uncle’s half-smile, as if he had thought of something else, her originally fair and tender little face flushed slightly.
“Uncle Fukada!! Did you spy on me again!!”
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“Kazumi, you have to trust your uncle. The mark I left in your shadow can only see the outline of your shadow. It’s mainly to prevent anything unexpected from happening to you. As for peeping, that’s absolutely impossible!!”
Fukada Akihiko wore a distressed expression as he earnestly explained to the angry Kazumi before him.
He just wanted to tease his daughter who was in love, but he didn’t expect Kazumi to react so strongly.
But it was understandable. After all, girls her age surely had their own secrets. Knowing that he had left a mark on her that could detect her movements, it was only natural for her to be angry.
“Hmph, even so, what you did is still too much, Uncle. I need my own private space!”
Kazumi put her hands on her hips and looked angrily at Fukada Akihiko, who looked a bit dejected sitting on the chair, speaking in that uniquely indignant voice of a young girl.
But at this moment, Kazumi’s heart was far from simple as she appeared.
Fukada Fukada was someone she could trust, but not someone she could tell everything to.
This sentence might sound a bit awkward, but it truly reflected the current relationship between the two.
Uncle Fukada was like family to Kazumi. She could trust him, and he had always cared for and protected her as an elder.
But this kind of love was also a form of restraint.
As someone who treated her as his own daughter, whether it was his personal feelings or the entrustment of her previous parents, Uncle Fukada did not want her to get involved in the messy business of supernatural power struggles.
Judging from Kazumi’s previous request for corpses from Uncle Fukada, even then, Fukada Akihiko’s attitude had basically explained everything.
His response last time already seemed somewhat difficult. It could be said that, from his psychological perspective, he did not want Kazumi to get involved with these things.
Perhaps in his eyes, for the young girl to have no abilities and live a peaceful life would be his greatest wish.
As a member of an evil organization, he had a high tolerance for various things. However, Kazumi also believed that even if his doting love could help her find things that defied common sense, as an elder, he would never allow her to embark on the path of killing.
But this was actually contradictory to Kazumi’s development path. She couldn’t always ask Uncle Fukada for corpses, and in any aspect, it wasn’t a good thing.
What scared Kazumi the most was how Uncle Fukada would react if he found out about her excessive actions, and what measures he would take against her.
The worst-case scenario was probably controlling her actions, not allowing her to contact anything related to supernatural powers.
Kazumi had seen too many parents who thought they were controlling their children’s future. She knew how extreme their actions could be.
Although Fukada Fukada seemed like quite an open-minded elder, if Kazumi put herself in his shoes regarding her own actions, even she wouldn’t allow her daughter to step onto such a path.
According to the young girl’s previous plan, confessing to Uncle Fukada was a necessary, or rather, an unavoidable step.
However, there was a completely different outcome between confessing after everything was settled and being discovered after doing something wrong. Therefore, what needed to be done now was to lie low and wait until she had the power to resist everything, and then strive for what she could achieve.
However, the only good news now was that this so-called tracking mark was placed in her shadow after Grandpa Sato saw through her identity when they went out for dinner. So, her digging at the public cemetery before that had not been discovered by Uncle Fukada.
As for her subsequent small actions, they basically didn’t reach the point of direct exposure. The accidental grave digging a few days ago might have looked like an ordinary date with Sato Shinichi from Fukada Akihiko’s perspective.
So, in Fukada Akihiko’s eyes, she was still the well-behaved and obedient girl, and apart from her dating causing some unpleasantness, there was nothing else to criticize.
If possible, Kazumi wanted to remain a good daughter to Fukada Fukada for her entire life. After all, for this elder who had always cared for and protected her, just the fact that her immaturity had caused him so much worry was already enough to make her feel guilty.
[Moreover, with that thing, the “Fukada” connection seems like it can really be maintained… ]
With a hint of shyness on her face, the young girl acted spoiled towards Fukada Fukada, while in her heart, she was considering the possibilities of future plans and operations.
And in that space, unseen by all, beside a tall and dirty nest of Corpse Crows, a neatly folded black leather cloak was silently absorbing the death aura in the space…
