After exiting the Dongwu-Yuesheng Line at Ogose Station and preparing to transfer, Ren Suo finally saw the Martial Soul Hall's Samurai with his own eyes.

Just like the Transcendents from the Mysterious Country wore Black Body Armor as a symbol, the Martial Soul Hall's Samurai now also wore special clothing—similar to Armor with a breastplate and groin armor, giving them the appearance of warriors from hundreds of years ago.

However, Ren Suo had already learned the details of the samurai Armor from the internal network. This outfit was the "Sukuna-Biko Type I," manufactured by Flourishing Sakura. It was created using "Buffer Material" from production-type Transcendents as its base. The Armor significantly reduced impact forces; leveraging the material's properties, it could completely defend against blows, potentially leaving the wearer unharmed.

However, the outfit's drawbacks were also quite clear. It was, after all, just clothing. The buffering effect offered no protection against piercing strikes from sharp weapons, nor could it resist wind, frost, or fire. To balance agility and defense, critical parts of the Armor were inlaid with Type 45 high-quality carbon steel plates to enhance protection. Consequently, Sakura Transcendents wearing it looked just like ancient samurai.

The Tactical Bureau's Black Body Armor was inferior in Physical Defense to the "Sukuna-Biko Type I." However, its strength lay in having no weaknesses; it was effective in any situation and very lightweight. Each had its pros and cons. But when it came to "which outfit looked cooler," there was no question: the Federal Watcher's Nano Combat Suit was definitely the coolest, putting both Tactical Cultivators and Samurai to shame.

Two Black Armored Warriors stood at the station exit. As Ren Suo and Qiao Muyi walked past, they saw the warriors stopping a lady wearing a hat and mask. In Flourishing Sakura, this kind of attire was very common. Skincare-savvy women would not allow their meticulously maintained skin to be exposed to ultraviolet rays, even if the sunlight was only slightly harsh.

"Please present your residency card, health insurance card, driver's license, or MyNumber; any one will do." A female Black Armored Warrior holding a tablet signaled for the lady to take off her mask and produce her credentials for inspection.

Upon seeing this, Qiao Muyi's pupils suddenly constricted as she subconsciously glanced around at the nearby flow of people.

"It's okay." Noticing Qiao Muyi's hand suddenly grip harder, her palm becoming slick with sweat, Ren Suo whispered comfort to her with proud confidence as they passed the ticket checkpoint.

As Ren Suo was obviously a man, the Black Armored Warrior gave him a glance but didn't bother with him, focusing instead on Qiao Muyi, whom he was holding hands with.

A surge of murderous intent flashed through her mind. Qiao Muyi was already prepared to use the "Spirit Shock Technique," ready to bear the Resentment of any potential killings. Yet, after the Black Armored Warriors looked at her for a while, they turned their heads to check the girl wearing a mask behind her.

Ren Suo and Qiao Muyi successfully exited the station and walked through the transfer corridor to catch the JR Hachiko Line.

Ren Suo said with a smile, "We still have more than an hour by train. How about we go buy a bottle of water first?"

"I'm not thirsty," Qiao Muyi said.

She turned her head and looked at a women's clothing store beside the corridor. The store was cunningly set up. It not only displayed the latest seasonal winter clothes near the walkway but also had a large Mirror positioned behind the display mannequins. This way, customers could see the attractive clothes and, simultaneously, catch their own less-than-flattering reflections in the Mirror, thereby sparking the desire to buy new outfits.

But what Qiao Muyi saw in the Mirror was a blurred figure. At a casual glance, she might discern some facial details, but upon closer inspection, she couldn't focus her gaze at all, continuously feeling like she couldn't adjust the focus. However, she felt that this figure seemed natural.

Even as she tried to observe herself, Qiao Muyi subconsciously ignored her own appearance!

Hat, mask, eyes, ears, hair... She couldn't see any of these details in the Mirror and couldn't even tell whether the reflection showed a person with long or short hair or whether they wore any accessories!

All she could vaguely sense was that the person in the Mirror seemed like a quite pretty girl, but it couldn't hold her attention!

Yet, everything appeared so harmonious that, had Qiao Muyi not been paying close attention, she wouldn't have noticed this peculiarity. At that moment, Qiao Muyi remembered something from a few days ago while touring: when Ren Suo wore a mask outside, she couldn't recall any of his facial details from her memory!

Sometimes, if Ren Suo and she were briefly separated, it was always Ren Suo who first greeted her, which is how she'd recognize him!

At that time, Qiao Muyi had subconsciously thought it was due to the mask. But she now finally realized that even she, a Third-turn Cultivator extremely sensitive to her surroundings, could be easily confused. This was clearly an extraordinary effect!

At that moment, Ren Suo had already gone to a vending machine and returned with a bottle of energy drink. Seeing this, Qiao Muyi remained quietly in place, watching as his gaze swept past her and swiftly moved on.

This is clearly an Extraordinary Item that can deceive even me. If I wear this mask, both acquaintances and strangers will probably overlook me entirely...

Thinking this, Qiao Muyi wanted to call out to Ren Suo, but as he walked past her, she suddenly felt a ripple within her heart.

Ren Suo immediately turned his head toward her, grasped her hand, and walked toward the other side of the corridor. "Let's go... Hm? Want to buy clothes?"

Seeing Qiao Muyi standing in front of the store, Ren Suo recalled her recent shopping frenzy and guessed that perhaps Qiao Muyi wanted to splurge again. Indeed, it seems that when people come into easily gained money, they tend to spend it just as quickly.

Qiao Muyi shook her head and asked, "How did you recognize me? This mask..."

"Huh?"

Ren Suo blinked, then realized he had just been misled by the Blur effect. When he returned, he had been puzzled about how Qiao Muyi had disappeared in the blink of an eye, wondering if she had gone to the restroom.

However, when they were close to each other, Ren Suo felt a slight tremor in his heart and immediately noticed Qiao Muyi's presence.

As Qiao Muyi mentioned it, Ren Suo realized that it must be the effect of the Bond System—their "Bonds of Silk" could mutually benefit each other at close range, effectively breaking some mental illusions.

Though the "Blur" effect was strong, once seen through, even if just for a second, and someone focused their attention on the individual using "Blur," the effect would lose its 'reduced presence' and only retain 'facial blurring.'

Although Ren Suo couldn't see Qiao Muyi's face clearly, he could see her clothes perfectly. Today, Qiao Muyi seemed to have dressed according to the magazine JELLY. She wore slim blue jeans paired with a red off-the-shoulder long-sleeved top, which was very eye-catching and beautiful. Ren Suo took one glance and memorized it.

"Because I have good eyesight..." Ren Suo said casually.

"Impossible. I can't even recognize myself in the Mirror," Qiao Muyi pressed.

"What does you not recognizing yourself have to do with me recognizing you?" Ren Suo retorted illogically, unable to provide a more rational explanation.

Yet Qiao Muyi seemed to accept this explanation. She silently followed him to wait for the train, and they boarded a JR Hachiko Line train that stopped at every station. They were lucky to find seats, so they quickly sat down.

After Ren Suo sat down, Qiao Muyi grabbed his drink, peeled off her mask, and started drinking. Ren Suo couldn't help but complain, "Didn't you just say you weren't thirsty?"

"Yeah, people change. I'm thirsty now," Qiao Muyi hmphed.

Ren Suo didn't bother with her and silently took out his phone to play. He had bought a power bank a couple of days ago, so he was well-prepared. Even if they had to sit on a train all day today, he wasn't worried about his phone running out of battery.

However, as Ren Suo played, he kept feeling a slight itch on his face and felt quite uncomfortable.

But when he looked around, he couldn't see anything amiss. The other passengers were either resting with their eyes closed or playing on their phones. Opposite him, a Little Fatty in a school uniform pulled out a copy of "Weekly Shonen Magazine" and started reading. Qiao Muyi sat quietly, leaning back in her seat, gazing out the window at the passing scenery with both hands holding the drink on her lap, apparently not planning to give it back to him.

So Ren Suo continued to play on his phone, scrolling through Weibo and Twitter (naturally, with new accounts he had registered). He also casually played the mobile game Zhao Huo had recommended, logging off each time only after completing the daily activities. The day passed quickly.

However, not long after he lowered his head, he felt that weird sensation wash over him again, as though someone was secretly watching him. He fought down the feeling and then suddenly looked around—still, he couldn't spot the perpetrator.

He moved slightly closer to Qiao Muyi and quietly asked, "Do you feel anything unusual?"

"No," Qiao Muyi shook her head and said, "There shouldn't be any Transcendents in the car, nor is anyone paying attention to us."

Since Qiao Muyi said so, Ren Suo trusted her judgment. Considering there was no battle in this scene of the game, he thought he must be too sensitive.

It turns out playing mobile games while traveling can make one quite nervous.

So, one shouldn't travel; it's better to stay home and play mobile games.

At that moment, Ren Suo felt that lingering gaze again, but this time he no longer cared and earnestly played his mobile game.

This approach was very effective, and Ren Suo quickly got used to the gaze and could play on his phone with peace of mind.

...

Sitting opposite Ren Suo, the Little Fatty who was reading manga turned to the last page, finishing the latest chapter of "The Quintessential Quintuplets," and quietly clicked his tongue.

There had been so many romantic comedy mangas lately. While they were enjoyable, after reading so many, the Little Fatty couldn't help feeling a bit melancholic. He attended an all-boys middle school, so he barely had any chance to meet girls. There were no social mixers, and his club activities kept him incredibly busy...

No matter how great the girls in manga are, they don't exist in reality. I'm so miserable!

The Little Fatty sighed and looked up. He saw the young man sitting opposite him, intently playing on his phone. Beside the young man, the beautiful young woman had her head tilted, quietly watching him play.

Four minutes passed. The Little Fatty had watched them for four minutes, and for that entire time, the young woman had been watching the young man. She was even more focused than he had been on his manga!

The Little Fatty was stunned. Towards the end, he had to use his manga to block his view. As soon as the train reached his station, he quickly got off. BOO HOO HOO! Reality is such a trash game!

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