Tokyo, 10:30 AM.

Aozawa exited the parallel universe and returned to his bedroom.

The shadow guarding the bedside cabinet automatically returned to his feet.

He unlocked his phone and saw a message from Morimoto Chiyoda.

"Emily is coming over to talk to you, don't be nervous, answer her questions honestly."

"Why did she suddenly want to chat with me?"

Aozawa replied, and the message was quickly marked as read.

"It's about the Angel Envoy, just answer truthfully."

The brief words revealed Morimoto Chiyoda's impatient mood.

Of course, this impatience was not directed at Aozawa, but was her speechless reaction to Emily's suspicions.

After learning about Aozawa's Angel Envoy identity, that little head of hers began to entertain some thoughts and ideas she shouldn't have.

She even said that she might make judgment errors because of excessive emotions.

It's laughable; it's normal for ordinary people to misjudge because of emotions.

But she wouldn't.

Morimoto Chiyoda initially indeed had her doubts, but those suspicions were cleared later.

Now she was very sure that Aozawa and Dio couldn't be the same person!

The problem was, her belief didn't help. To dispel the thoughts in Emily's mind, the only way was for her to personally come over and talk to Aozawa face-to-face.

Clarify the suspicious points or what she considered suspicious, only then could Emily's thoughts be put to rest.

Believing Aozawa is Dio is like believing she is Oda Nobunaga.

"Alright, I'm going to prepare some coffee now."

Aozawa sent a message and suddenly remembered he didn't know where the instant coffee was, quickly typing: "Where is the instant coffee?"

"Second shelf of the cabinet above the kitchen, she likes sugar, add extra."

Upon receiving Morimoto Chiyoda's answer, Aozawa sent an ok emoji and walked towards the kitchen to get the instant coffee.

He returned to the living room, and before he could open the coffee, he heard the doorbell ring.

That was quick.

Aozawa thought, Morimoto Chiyoda just finished speaking, and the person was already here.

He put down the packet of instant coffee, quickly walked to the front door, "Coming."

With that, he opened the door.

The autumn sunshine was warm but didn't shine on the doorway, only cast a golden shimmer on the wall.

Emily, looking like a young girl, stood at the doorway. She was petite, with snow-white skin and a delicate face like a Barbie doll, wearing a dress with an extremely intricate and luxurious design.

In this season, there's no worry about the hot sun.

This Gothic-style dress appeared somewhat heavy.

Emily raised her right hand and smiled: "Chiyoda should have told you why I'm here, right?"

This time, she didn't bring along the distant City of Ideals.

If the speculation proves true, then whether she brings a Noble Phantasm or not doesn't matter, if not, then there's no need to bring one either.

"Please come in."

Aozawa smiled, turning to walk towards the living room.

Emily suddenly shouted, "Dio!"

The petite body erupted with a loud voice, like a teddy bear suddenly roaring like a tiger, truly startling.

Aozawa reacted quickly, a grayish-white filter enveloping the world.

The shadow beneath his feet extended forward, stretching into the bedroom, forming a hand shape to grab the mirror on the desk and bring it back here.

Through the mirror, Aozawa saw Emily staring intently at him from behind.

He placed the mirror back in the bedroom, immediately activating the Allowing Anything ability, the grayish-white filter fading instantly.

Aozawa looked around, showing surprise: "Where's Dio?"

Emily looked at his expression, finding nothing wrong with it.

All reactions were normal.

"Haha, I was joking."

Emily chuckled, closed the door, took off her elevator shoes, and stepped her colorful stockings onto the cool floor.

She liked those vibrant colors, so naturally, her stockings were different from ordinary ones, leaning towards a Gothic style.

Of course, such stockings are hard to buy; she specifically looks for shops to customize them.

Now she has money.

Aozawa glanced, they looked like colorful lollipops, exuding a texture as if they would snap with a bite.

Emily put the shoes in the shoe cabinet, looked at him standing still, asked puzzled: "What's up?"

"Nothing, it's just Miss Emily's stocking colors, they are really rare."

"Don't discuss my stockings in such a calm tone."

Emily glared at him, then walked briskly to the living room.

Aozawa followed behind, asking: "Would you like something to drink?"

"Tea."

"We only have instant coffee and plain water."

"Then why ask?"

"Just to be polite."

Aozawa looked innocent, he hurriedly entered the living room, tore open a packet of instant coffee on the table, poured it into a cup, added sugar, and then added boiling water.

He casually stirred with a spoon, the steaming coffee was ready, placed in front of Emily.

Aozawa skillfully made himself a cup too, sitting opposite: "Miss Emily, feel free to ask whatever you want. Just about the Different World matters, I was too young then; I don't remember much."

"Yes, Chiyoda told me that."

Emily stirred the coffee with a spoon, her blue eyes fixated on Aozawa sitting opposite, slowly asked: "Why was the battle against the Different World so short?"

"Because we defeated the Dread Emperor and Naraku." 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Aozawa answered plainly.

Emily's stirring paused, the words seemed right, nothing seemed wrong.

But what was this faint sense of incongruity?

Thinking it over, Emily decided to put it aside for now, starting to share her initial thoughts of tracking Dio, like old friends having a heart-to-heart conversation.