The Sword Deity in Tokyo-Chapter 199: There Is Something Wrong With This Face!

After hanging up the phone, Kimura Kazuki prepared for a while before heading out.

Although he was wearing men's clothing, along the way, Kimura Kazuki could notice the eyes of the passers-by glancing at him. Obviously, even without Amei Yanagi's passive charm, her face alone was enough to attract a crowd.

After getting on the tram, he noticed that although it was a weekend, there was still a lot of people. Hence, the phenomenon of being stared at became even more rampant. Those who were more civilized would merely sneak a look at him, some would just blatantly stare at him.

Click...

As the sound of his picture being taken sounded, Kimura Kazuki looked coldly at a boy standing diagonally opposite him. When he saw Kimura Kazuki looking at him, he even grinned.

Arrogance even after taking sneak shots of him?

Thinking of this, Kimura Kazuki laughed, and his smile immediately stunned all the people who had been peeking at him while the boy standing diagonally opposite him was even more excited, his eyes glowing with admiration. After that, the boy saw Kimura Kazuki stand up and walk over to him. The next moment, his heart pounded, but even before he could open his mouth, he saw Kimura Kazuki raise his small and fair hand, which then came down to slap his face.

Thwack!

Shocked, the boy fell to the ground with a single slap.

Others were shocked by this sudden sound, and many people stared at Kimura Kazuki incredulously. They did not expect that this elf-like girl was so temperamental.

"Where's your phone?"

Hideto Koizumi, who was lying on the ground, covered his face, and as he heard this, he could not help but sigh internally at the fact that this girl's voice was charming.

Soon after, a feeling of shame rose up from the bottom of his heart. At this moment, no matter how beautiful the girl before him looked, he had absolutely no feelings of pity or protectiveness. His dignity as a man had been trampled and crushed on the ground. Additionally, there had been so many people around him to witness it,

making him pissed off as he said, "Do you have a death wish? How dare you slap me? You..."

Before he could finish, Kimura Kazuki had stepped on the face of Hideto Koizumi with his foot. Then, he grabbed the collar of Hideto Koizumi's shirt and lifted him up, his left hand fumbling around his pocket to take the phone out.

Dropping him to the ground, Kimura Kazuki turned on his phone and found that he still needed his fingerprint to unlock it.

"Unlock it," said Kimura Kazuki plainly as he saw Hideto Koizumi get up.

"Never," Hideto Koizumi barked. "I have the right to privacy, and I won't unlock it for you." Although his cheek had been slapped swollen and he was very much boiling with anger, but after standing up and seeing Kimura Kazuki's face of absolute beauty paired with that seductive soft voice, he cooled down.

Of course, he did not actually know what else he could do. He was slapped and stepped on, all of which made him lose his dignity, but he would not actually hit him back because he could not bear to hit such a beautiful face. What if she became disfigured after being hit?

If Kimura Kazuki had known his thoughts, he would most probably have lost hope toward this surface-driven and judgemental world.

"What are you doing?!"

Hearing his words, Kimura Kazuki was just about to kick him when he saw a male and female police officer walking toward them. They had obviously heard the disturbance and had come over to observe what has happened.

Kimura Kazuki had initially thought that the police officer was talking to him and was going to explain when he saw the male police officer push Hideto Koizumi aggressively to the side. Seeing this, Kimura Kazuki shut his mouth, the police officer was obviously asking the boy who took a candid shot of him.

At the very next moment, the male police officer looked at Kimura Kazuki with shock at his beauty. He asked him gently, "Are you okay?"

The female police officer at the side ran over and looked at him with a worried look, holding his shoulder gently as she said worriedly, "It's okay, did you just meet a chikan? Everything's alright now, we're here, and we'll bring this criminal to justice!" The female police officer could not help but stare at Kimura Kazuki's face as he was just too beautiful.

How could there be such a beautiful girl in this world? She was at a complete loss of words as his beauty was beyond any language she knew.

Kimura Kazuki subtly pushed her hands away, but before he could explain, the boy yelled, "I'm not a chikan! I've done nothing, and I was even slapped and stepped on by her, didn't you all see that? If you don't believe me, try asking the other passengers!"

Just as he finished speaking, he heard the people around him start talking.

"Oh, we all saw you harassing this girl, why are you still trying to dispute that?"

"Why can't you just admit that you took sneak shots? You disgust me, are you really a man?"

"Officer, this guy's so arrogant, maybe he really is a chikan, you should really investigate him."

"This guy must be a pervert. When he was being kicked just now, he even let out an expression of enjoyment."

Hearing this, Hideto Koizumi almost puked blood. How the hell did I look like I enjoyed it? That step by Kimura Kazuki had been so excruciatingly painful that he wondered if he was now disfigured. He was just about to speak when he heard the male police officer looking at him coldly, "Take out your phone... and delete the photo."

"My phone's with her." Hideto Koizumi pointed at Kimura Kazuki with slight reluctance. The photo he had taken was very vivid, and he had been planning to use it as his wallpaper, but now the picture had to be deleted in just a few minutes after it was taken. If he had known that this was going to happen, he would have just taken the photo secretly. Who knew that the girl had such a short fuse. At this moment, Hideto Koizumi wallowed in self-regret.

Kimura Kazuki handed the phone to the female police officer. Currently, he was feeling somewhat surreal, he had not even said anything, and the matter had settled itself just like that.

He came to the realization that the value of beauty was significant and powerful. However, he also felt that these people were too extreme. Sure, Amei Yanagi was indeed beautiful, and to be honest, he was amazed by his own looks as well when he saw the reflection from the mirror. Yet, he did not have the power of passive charm, and these people acted as if they had never seen a beautiful woman.

If there had only been one person that was so exaggerated, then it could still be regarded as a special case. However, if a group of people was all fascinated by Amei

Yanagi's face, then that indicated that this face did indeed have a unique charm to it that even without passive charm, it was sufficient to attract passers-by.

As he thought about it, he suddenly realized something. He recalled the conversation between him and his mentor in his past life after Amei Yanagi had left.

"Suhe, you're really strong! None of the others could help themselves from being attracted to Amei Yanagi after seeing her. But you, you just kept a straight face! I have to say, you're gifted with such talent."

"Well, I guess it was alright. Although Amei Yanagi is beautiful, I'm human, and I have independent thinking. As long as I'm focused, even her charm couldn't move me."

"You're wrong, Suhe. Amei Yanagi's charm is just a kind of passive power. Other practitioners can resist her charm as well if they keep a firm grip on their thoughts. What's really powerful about Amei Yanagi is her face, that's where the real attraction lies. As the Tenko Princess, the uniqueness of her appearance isn't just talked, her beauty has already reached a perfect state. There are too many beautiful people in the world, but beauty is subjective and different people from different regions, countries and even ethnic groups have different definitions of beauty. However, Amei Yanagi can attract any person who sees her, regardless of gender, that's the real power in her beauty."

In his previous life, Kimura Kazuki had not given these words much thought and had merely brushed it off. Yet now that he actually thought about it carefully, his mentor had been hinting at him that the real power to Amei Yanagi was not her passive charm, but her face.

With those thoughts in mind, he subconsciously touched his face with thoughtfulness in his eyes.

There is something wrong with this face.