After Transmigrating to Become Lady Skylark - Chapter 47

Chapter 47

When Jin Chaoyan mentioned to Haru that today was a traditional festival and she wanted to share pastries with her and the other girls, the girl instantly revived and walked toward the elevator with her.

Arriving at the B7 kitchen area, Jin Chaoyan saw Bianchi and Kyoko already seated at the table, along with Lambo, who was standing on the table curiously, and I-Pin, who was trying to stop him.

“Hey, hey! This pastry looks so pretty! Lord Lambo can eat it, right?”

“No, Lambo! Chaoyan-chan prepared this. Everyone isn’t here yet; you can’t eat first.”

Hearing their dialogue, Jin Chaoyan smiled. she glanced at the plate of freshly fried, beautifully blooming lotus-shaped pastries on the table. The edges were light green layers transitioning into pink, with a golden egg yolk in the center. While letting Lambo start, she also put on gloves and picked up a piece to taste.

“Delicious!” she praised directly. “Kina, your skill at making pastries is truly unparalleled. How about from now on I’m responsible for ordering, and you’re responsible for making my dreams come true?”

“Madam flattery me.” Kina stood nearby, smiling at her. “You’ve just been busy lately. I believe if you made it yourself, it would taste even better. Well then, I wish you all a happy Qixi.”

“You too—”

Jin Chaoyan took out her phone and sent her a large “Red Envelope.” She listened to Kyoko and Haru praising the deliciousness of the pastries, while Lambo tried to run off with a whole plate, only to be chased by I-Pin. Seeing her movements, Bianchi finished her pastry and walked over curiously. “Do you need help?”

“Um… do you know how to make chocolate?”

“Handmade chocolate? One of my best areas of expertise.” Bianchi smoothed her long pink hair and smiled with exceptional confidence. “Leave it to me. These children don’t understand the charm of the festival; I’ll help you make the best ones.”

Fuuta, who just walked in: “…?”

His expression stiffened. Then, while Bianchi wasn’t looking, he unobtrusively walked to Jin Chaoyan’s side and whispered to her about Bianchi’s “specialty” cooking. By the time Jin Chaoyan belatedly remembered, the Italian beauty was already reaching for the ladle.

Jin Chaoyan: “…”

It wasn’t that she was in a hurry to become a widow and inherit Hibari’s massive fortune.

Rubbing her nose, she walked over to Bianchi and said seriously, “Actually, Miss Bianchi, the chocolate is for me to eat. In my hometown, this festival is for girls to celebrate together and doesn’t have much to do with romance. So… how about letting me try it myself?”

“Eh?”

Bianchi turned around. Hearing that she wasn’t taking this chance to advance her relationship, her beautiful brow furrowed. She pulled her aside to give a serious lecture on her understanding of “Great Love,” ending with: “How about this, let’s make them together.”

“I have a small, immature suggestion,” Jin Chaoyan said with a smile. “How about we each make one kind, and then exchange them later?”

Bianchi reluctantly accepted the suggestion.

Almost the instant she nodded, Jin Chaoyan whipped out her phone to open a chocolate-making video and activated the Sharingan, terrified that if she were a step slow or made a mistake, the only thing waiting for Hibari would be the beautiful Bianchi’s version.

An hour and a half later.

The boys walked into the kitchen after training, originally looking for a midnight snack. Unexpectedly seeing the girls gathered together, Sawada Tsuna was quite surprised. “Eh? what’s this smell? Chocolate?”

Bianchi brought out the portion she had made and walked up to him. “Chaoyan said today is the Qixi festival from her hometown. It’s meant for girls to celebrate together, but there’s no harm in sharing with you. Want a taste?”

“Forget your portion, Sis—”

Gokudera’s mouth twitched, politely declining her Poison Cooking.

Meanwhile, Jin Chaoyan, who was being helped by Kina to pack boxes by the kitchen counter, turned her head curiously. Seeing Sawada Tsuna’s tattered clothes, she asked, “Sawada-kun, is your special training with Hibari over?”

“It ended two hours ago.”

Sawada Tsuna also dodged the portion in Bianchi’s hand as he answered.

Jin Chaoyan nodded. She simply called Kusakabe to ask where Hibari was. After getting the answer that he had finished dinner at the neighboring base, she picked up her things and headed out. “Then help me ask him if he has time to accompany my training for a bit longer? I’ll wait for him on basement level nine.”

Sawada Tsuna, who happened to hear this as she passed: “…”

Touching his wounds, his expression was complex. He felt this couple was randomly showing off while he was the only one getting beaten up.

Before long, Jin Chaoyan reached the basement level nine training room. Looking at the horrific traces that hadn’t been fully repaired—reinforced yet still filled with craters—she placed the two portions of chocolate to the side and stretched. Soon, she heard the sound of the elevator arriving.

Kyoya Hibari walked out alone. The first thing he did was hand her his personal cell phone.

“?”

Jin Chaoyan looked up at him in confusion. She heard him say, “Enter your number. Find me directly from now on; don’t go through Tetsu.”

Oh?

This “plastic marriage” had lasted so long; did he finally remember to exchange numbers?

Jin Chaoyan took his phone and was about to ask for the password, only to find he had no lock screen password at all. The wallpaper was a photo of Hibird. While entering her number, she mused, “True. This way, if I’m kidnapped again, at least the kidnappers can call you directly.”

Hearing this, Kyoya Hibari raised an eyebrow, his grey-blue eyes looking at her with a half-smile. “After being personally trained by me, you think there will ever be another day where you get kidnapped?”

“…What if the kidnappers’ strength is extraordinary?”

“Then I will first discipline you to the point where you can handle the ‘extraordinary’ level you speak of.”

Jin Chaoyan’s hand slipped while pressing the keys, mistyping two digits. She looked up blankly and asked, “Did you… not get to fight to your content with Sawada-kun just now?”

Could he not change these weird lines?

“Mhm,” Kyoya Hibari yawned, his aura exceptionally harmless. As he lowered his hand, he spoke words that chilled the blood. “He’s still using that weak fighting style of a herbivore. I’m almost losing interest in him.”

“…”

Tragic. Sawada Tsuna, how tragic.

Receiving the most poisonous beatings, only to be the most ruthlessly looked down upon.

But soon, Jin Chaoyan had no energy left to pity the Vongola Tenth Boss, because the unsatisfied battle-maniac began to disparage her state without the Sharingan.

“Why the hesitation? Your reactions are too slow.”

“What’s with these soft bullets?”

“Are you daydreaming? This much time is enough for me to bite you to death a thousand times.”

Eventually, she was scolded into a mess of movements. She wanted to re-purchase the Sharingan while it was still on sale in the store’s final hours, but he stopped her. If this ability couldn’t be used indefinitely, he didn’t want her becoming overly reliant on external powers.

Jin Chaoyan could only pre-purchase ten hours of Sharingan to keep in her inventory for future emergencies.

Before her eyes, Hibari’s muscle memory was faster than his reason—

Thud.

The smile on his lips faltered. He lowered his tonfas to his side and walked over to the person he had accidentally struck with ten-tenths of his power. Seeing Jin Chaoyan lying on the ground looking stunned, he said, “Don’t try to counter my strength head-on. Even if your body remembers the standard movements, my power is above yours. This choice is unwise.”

Pausing, he asked, “Can you get up?”

“Not for the moment,” Jin Chaoyan looked up at him from below. “It’s been a long time since I fell this hard. The back of my head hurts.”

The man retracted his weapons into their Box and crouched down, one knee touching the ground. One hand slid behind the nape of her neck to support her, his palm moving to the back of her head. His fingertips felt for injuries but found none. After helping her stand straight, he said, “That’s enough for today.”

Jin Chaoyan, who had just been healed by the Yin Seal: “?”

She asked blankly, “Why?”

Before the man could answer, she nodded to herself. “Oh, I get it. Because in my normal state, I can’t satisfy you or keep you entertained, so you’ve lost interest, right?”

Kyoya Hibari: “?”

He looked down at the woman standing before him. The stray hairs on her forehead cast a shallow shadow over her face as they blocked the overhead lights. His grey-blue eyes shone within that shadow. “Do you know what you’re saying?”

Jin Chaoyan, who had unknowingly adapted so well to his “bad” lines that she decided if she couldn’t beat him, she’d join him: “…?”

What?

Is it a case of “the officials are allowed to set fires while the commoners aren’t allowed to light lamps”?

Hibari locked eyes with her for a moment. He didn’t take the bait, answering calmly instead, “Because it’s very late.”

Reminded by this, Jin Chaoyan took out her phone and checked the time. She realized it was almost midnight. While she was still debating whether to use the last minutes to buy more cheap Sharingan time, Hibird crawled out of the man’s pocket and flew to her shoulder.

“Chaoyan~ Chaoyan~”

The man walked to the corner where she had placed the food boxes. He looked down and asked, “You brought food?”

Jin Chaoyan walked over with the soft yellow chick on her head. Because she was still brooding over his harsh words during the sparring, she opened one portion of chocolate and handed him the other one—the one emitting purple smoke.

“Yes, I made some chocolate on a whim. But would you like to try this portion?”

Kyoya Hibari looked at the smoking dark chocolate: “…?”

He commented with a subtle expression: “This portion doesn’t look like food for humans.”

Jin Chaoyan thought of his praise for strong enemies compared to his disdain for her. Her “mouse-courage” expanded as she decided to continue the joke. “This was made by Miss Bianchi. You admire Mr. Reborn so much; maybe if you ‘love the house, you love the crow,’ you can accept her work too?”

She was now certain: her previous feeling that Kyoya Hibari liked her was a total illusion! Because this man only had sweet words for strong opponents he was satisfied with, like Reborn, and even called his arch-enemies by their names, like calling Rokudo Mukuro “Mukuro.”

And her?

Just a plain “Jin Chaoyan.”

Thinking about it, the “dog man” and the poisonous cooking were quite a match.

“…”

Hibari had rarely heard her speak like this before. He caught the hint of sarcasm. After a pause, he looked at the woman opening the other handmade chocolate box. “Jin Chaoyan.”

He used a rare questioning tone. “Are you angry?”

“No.”

“You are,” dropping the smoking creation, Kyoya Hibari walked up to her, scrutinizing her expression. “Your current face looks like you’re cursing me.”

Jin Chaoyan said “Eh?” and used a plastic glove to pick up a long piece of chocolate. Before biting, she replied casually, “Cursing you for what?”

“Dog man.”

Hibari repeated the name she had spit at him when she was drunk on the plane with a deadpan expression. Sure enough, the woman biting the chocolate instantly froze. Then, with a snap, the chocolate broke a little short. As she looked up, the piece remained dazed between her lips.

Seeing this reaction, the man raised an eyebrow. He suddenly pressed his hand against the wall behind her and leaned in, biting off the piece of chocolate from between her teeth. Then he stood straight, finding that the chocolate had just the right amount of bitterness. He replied calmly after finishing:

“Tastes good.”

Jin Chaoyan: “…”

At that moment, Hibird, who had been nesting on her head, suddenly fluttered its wings. Its high-pitched voice echoed in the empty training ground: “Kissing~ Kissing~”

“!”

Jin Chaoyan’s eyes widened. With the remaining chocolate in her mouth, she forgot how to eat for a moment. She swallowed it without tasting a thing, scooped the bird off her head, and educated it seriously, “You’re not allowed to say that word, Hibird!”

And don’t look at this kind of scene!

But the culprit looked perfectly natural. He glanced at the pet in her hands, then shifted his gaze back to her. He parted his lips: “What were you angry about just now?”

When no answer came for a while, Hibari could only guess: “Because I didn’t control my strength well?”

“…”

Not exactly.

Compared to Sawada Tsuna being used as a punching bag, Jin Chaoyan felt her minor bumps were nothing. But after his “special technique” for eating chocolate, and the fact that he hadn’t even gotten angry at the joke about the poisonous cooking, she couldn’t find a trace of that subtle frustration from being insulted earlier.

“No,” she said. “I wasn’t angry.” Just… because she didn’t get a compliment.

When the thought surfaced, Jin Chaoyan realized she seemed to have been a bit indulged by him lately. To show dissatisfaction in front of him over such a small thing?

She proactively changed the subject: “You said this morning the training plan was adjusted. What’s my goal now?”

“To train until you won’t be bullied by anyone else.”

“Including you?”

Hearing her question, Hibari’s expression looked like he wanted to laugh yet didn’t. He seemed to want to say something, but ultimately he just unhurriedly added a supplement to her words. “Including the me from ten years ago.”

“…?”

The woman was still stunned when she heard him say, “I still have one week.”

“Wait, no,” Jin Chaoyan pointed at herself in shock. “You think in one week’s time, I can beat the you from ten years ago?”

Where did this man get his confidence in her?

Kyoya Hibari was quite satisfied with her recognition of his strength, even if the object of her recognition was his younger self. The smile on his lips grew, and a gentle light appeared in his grey-blue eyes. “You don’t need to win. You can’t win—”

He said, “You just need to be able to dodge his initial attack and run away to pull distance if you accidentally provoke him.”

Right now, the him from ten years ago had just finished the Ring Conflict. He was only interested in powerful experts. Unless extremely provoked, he wouldn’t pursue “herbivores” with no battle intent to the end.

Jin Chaoyan: “…”

Aside from the joke just now, do I look like the kind of person who dares to actively look for trouble with you?

Especially the unfamiliar Disciplinary Committee Chairman from ten years ago. She wouldn’t dare provoke him at all!

She asked tentatively, “Can you give me some tips on how to get along with the you from ten years ago?”

“You don’t need to get along.”

Hibari spoke calmly, then, as if thinking of something, added briefly: “However, if you do meet him, remember not to cry in front of him.”

Jin Chaoyan: “?”

Why? Because the Chairman wants to “bite to death” herbivores even more when he hears their cries of misery?

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