Chapter 884: Chapter 482 Hello, Mister Reaper!_3

However, this thing was extremely expensive, and Yan Junze still felt like his heart was bleeding up to this moment.

After arriving at the gate of “Ito”‘s house, he cleared his throat, gathered his bleeding heart, put on a broad smile, and saw a doorbell at the top right of the door, which he promptly pressed.

About ten seconds later, a voice speaking Japanese came from inside the door, which Yan Junze could not understand, thus he had to knock again.

At this point, it had started to drizzle lightly, which might turn into heavy rain soon.

“Hello, please open the door, thank you!” Yan Junze spoke straight into the translator device, then directed its speaker towards the door.

A mechanical Japanese voice came out, and the woman inside the door visibly hesitated before finally opening the door.

Yan Junze saw that she was wearing a house kimono, a woman in her thirties with pale skin, frail build, and a somewhat haggard face.

She looked somewhat stunned upon seeing Yan Junze, uttering something in Japanese.

Having prepared in advance, Yan Junze held the translator device close to himself and listened carefully; the language coming from the device was, “May I ask who you are looking for?”

“I am looking for the exorcist from Nether Bakufu, Kurosawa Tsuyoshi,” Yan Junze responded into the device.

After the translation, the woman paused, looked back inside the house, but her expression was clearly conflicted.

Moments later, she turned back and said, “I am sorry, but the Exorcist Lord is currently engaged in a very important task. It may not be convenient to disturb him now. Is there something you need me to convey to him?”

“Is this… your home?” Yan Junze asked.

The woman nodded slightly, thinking Yan Junze must know the exorcist inside, hence her attitude softening significantly.

“May I ask how do I address you?”

“Ito Yuko.”

“Miss Ito, could you please go and tell Kurosawa Tsuyoshi that the exorcist from the Great Capital of Huaying, Yan Junze, is looking forward to meeting him?”

Ito Yuko hesitated and said, “But, Lord Kurosawa is currently assisting Yuko in exorcising a very fierce strangeness.”

“What sort of strangeness requires the Reaper himself to intervene personally?” Yan Junze felt puzzled.

However, he didn’t feel it appropriate to inquire further, so he just stated, “Since Mister Reaper is personally involved, it might not take long to kill this strangeness. Then I’ll wait here for a while.”

Ito Yuko shook her head and said, “Lord Kurosawa has been here for an hour already. He hasn’t acted personally but is training his apprentice, Mr. Kitahara. However, the strangeness is elusive, and Mr. Kitahara… has not been able to kill it yet.”

Yan Junze was taken aback: “In that case, I can’t wait for so long. Please let me in, otherwise Kurosawa Tsuyoshi might be in mortal danger!”

“Ah!” Ito Yuko, frightened, covered her mouth, hastily nodded, “Please come in, sir! Please follow me!”

After Yan Junze entered the courtyard, Ito Yuko closed the courtyard door and quickly ran ahead to lead the way.

The courtyard was indeed large; just the corridor outside the courtyard took five turns to enter the house.

The grass outside the corridor was wet and soggy, ordinarily Ito Yuko would not walk on it, and now that it had started raining, stepping on it would even more smear mud on the shoes.

The two quickly entered the entranceway, took off their shoes, and walked into the hallway.

Upon reaching the doorway of the tea room, a lean middle-aged man in black clothes was sitting cross-legged at an exquisite low table, slowly sipping tea, his gaze sharp, staring at Yan Junze.

Not far from him, at the doorway of another door in the tea room, a young man also in black clothes was kneeling there, a shiny katana laid out in front of him, silent.

“Lord Kurosawa, this is an exorcist from the Great Capital of Huaying, he says he has urgent matters to discuss with you,” Ito Yuko whispered, then immediately stepped back two steps, as she noticed Kurosawa Tsuyoshi’s gaze at Yan Junze was somehow off, uncertain whether her impromptu action of bringing Yan Junze had displeased Kurosawa Tsuyoshi.

Yan Junze, smiling, pressed the translator device and spoke, “Mister Reaper, I apologize for coming over unexpectedly. In fact, it was out of necessity.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he moved the translator device away from his mouth, slightly towards Kurosawa Tsuyoshi, then released the button, the mechanical translation emitting.

At that moment, Kurosawa Tsuyoshi suddenly spoke, his Huaying language somewhat imperfect, “No need for the translator, I can speak your language.”

Yan Junze momentarily froze, his expression stiffening as he looked down at the translation device in his hand.

“I @#Y=%…&*!!!”