His Cute Wife is a Little Crazy

689 RECIPE FOR REGRET

Yagi looked at Shi with a solemn expression on his face.

Of course, he could deduce from the card that the invitation came from the owner of Anarkh. Despite his investigations, he did not know much about the organisational structure of the casino and its related businesses.

However, he knew the entire enterprise had been struggling due to negligence. Apart from the normal management, no one seemed to be in the position of CEO or chairman. If there was, he would have found out and negotiated a deal.

Unfortunately, the card in his hand indicated he was wrong. Anarkh had an active owner, it seemed.

“Where did you get this?” Yagi asked Shi.

Shi shrugged lightly. “From the attendants at the door.”

Yagi was suspicious. “Why did they not bring it in directly to me?”

Shi did not look uncomfortable with the obvious distrust and slight accusation. “I told them not to disturb you.”

“Do you know the meaning of this?” Yagi did not probe further.

.....

“It is an invitation from the owner,” Shi answered rhetorically before taking out a similar envelope with a card from his pocket. He showed Yagi the simple word ‘Shi’ on the envelope. Yagi could guess it was the same invitation.

“Interesting,” Yagi remarked. “What do you make of all this?”

Shi looked at the screen. In the arena, the escape room with the ‘dead’ contestant was no longer in play, so the screen only showed the remaining two rooms. The female contestant looked like she was close to solving the mystery of the keys, but she was already labouring for breath.

It would not be too long before she collapsed from the poison unless she found the keys first. The other contestant was not struggling to move around too much. It seemed like his tolerance for the poison was higher.

Or perhaps, he had learned to control his breath and heart rate.

The urgent motions of the female contestant were likely to compromise her chance of winning. The faster she moved and breathed, the more likely her blood would become saturated with poison, accelerating her collapse and death.

“I think we might find ourselves prey to someone worse than the child-eating witch.” Shi finally responded to the question.

Yagi looked at the card again and silently agreed with the statement. He had heard stories about the original owner of Anarkh. No one in Tokyo knew him, but his deeds were whispered in the shadows. His methods and means were fit for hell.

Yagi did not know what awaited him, but he could imagine the exhibition was not going to be a tea party. But, he was not someone who backed away from a challenge. Not to mention, he had spent the first few months looking for the elusive owner of Anarkh.

It would be foolish to back away from this opportunity just because of the potential danger.

His lips turned up into a smile. “It looks like we are going to have a little fun tonight after all.”

Shi was also quite interested. Despite his status as CEO, he did not know the heir of Yuan Haoran. He was curious about the identity of the person who would go to the trouble of becoming invisible to the cameras.

But more importantly, he was curious about what kind of person could earn the respect of the Demon King and cause his most loyal subject to submit so thoroughly.

At around the same time Shi returned, two similar black envelopes were delivered to the room with the Shio siblings on a silver tray by an attendant in a crisp black uniform. Each envelope had a name printed in golden letters: Shio Inei and Shio Emi.

The two picked up their respective envelopes and thanked the attendant. The beautiful woman bowed with more respect than they had received earlier in the evening and then she left the room. The brother and sister looked at each other in confusion.

Without wasting time, they opened the envelopes to reveal the contents. The embossed card inside was identical to the one sent to Yagi, with the same knife motif and words.

|You are invited to a special exhibition following The Great Escape. J.|

The two were confused despite the succinct message. It was like they understood the individual words, but the entirety of the sentence was unclear.

“Do you know what this is?” Emi asked with furrowed brows.

Inei was not unfamiliar with the strange habits of the rich and evil, but he did not know the meaning of the invitation. His fingers felt the outline of the beautiful knives in the card design and looked at the cursive J at the bottom of the car.

He was silent as he contemplated.

Inei was aware of the rumours of the new boss, just like everyone else in the circle. But this person who had taken over Yuan Haoran’s empire was a little too secretive. But more than that, Inei knew the boss was coming to Tokyo.

It was the reason he travelled from Kyoto ahead of time and found tickets to attend The Great Escape. He wanted to find out more, so he could prepare for a future meeting. However, he did not consider the possibility of the boss arriving on the same night.

The more he thought about it, the more he believed his theory was right. His beautiful eyes lit up with excitement as he realised that he would have a chance to meet the boss earlier than he thought. Perhaps, he was the beloved child of heaven.

“Brother, what do you think of this?” Emi asked again.

“I think the boss I was telling you about is in Anarkh tonight!” Inei said.

“But why would he invite us to a private exhibition?” Emi asked.

“I don’t know.” Inei sobered up and looked at Emi. “Emi, I think it would be best if you do not attend. The new boss is someone chosen by Yuan Haoran. They are probably not going to be sunshine and rainbows.”

Inei understood the dark side of wealth. Indeed, the love of money was the root of all evil. Those who lavished in too much wealth would eventually fall into depravity. They would push the limits of laws and morality.

He did not want his little sister to become a part of that darkness.

“You are thinking too much.” Emi rolled her eyes and laughed. “It is just an exhibition. What are they going to do? Kill us by making us look at whatever they have in store even harder?”

“Emi…” Inei wanted to tell her it could not be that simple. It was never that simple!

“Don’t be such a worrywart.” Emi retorted. “We came to have fun tonight, and you have the bonus of accomplishing your goal. Let us just go with the flow.”

Inei did not say anything else although he was still worried.

Unfortunately, before the night ended, both would regret their choices. Emi, for what she said, and Inei, for what he did not say.