"Are you Mr. Lin Chen? The second young miss specifically asked me to wait here for you."
A middle-aged man wearing a white protective suit and transparent face shield walked before Lin Chen.
The man's name was Fujiwara Toji.
He was an old servant of the Fujiwara family, specifically left behind by Secretary Fujiwara to wait for him.
The "second young miss" referred to Secretary Fujiwara.
She had an older sister above her and a younger sister below.
However, Lin Chen didn't have much impression of the older sister. But when watching the original work, the younger sister had appeared a few times—she liked President Shirogane.
Led by Fujiwara Toji, Lin Chen walked out of the room with the dimensional passage.
The guards also walked out together.
Outside was a small room.
"Pardon the intrusion, Mr. Lin Chen. This is a mandatory decontamination procedure."
Fujiwara Toji spoke.
The next moment, a mist with a peculiar scent rose up.
Lin Chen instinctively wanted to activate his breathing technique. He had always maintained vigilance toward these high-martial world wealthy clans.
However, he quickly suppressed it.
Decontamination?
The special mist quickly dispersed. Aside from his clothes being slightly damp, there were no issues.
And Fujiwara Toji also explained.
"When we first made contact with that world inside, a virus with extremely fast spread and extremely strong concealment emerged."
"We call it the Mark Virus. This virus especially targets warriors at the First and Second Energy Levels."
"The symptom is that during intense exercise, marks appear on the body. Although the marks greatly amplify physique, you won't live past twenty-five years old."
"Although the Mark Virus was later resolved by a special medicine we developed, from then on, every time someone comes out from that world, they must be extremely careful and cautious."
At this moment, Fujiwara Toji also removed the protective hood on his head, revealing an honest face.
"Mark Virus."
Lin Chen's mouth twitched slightly.
However, this was quite reasonable.
The marks in the original work truly were like a virus.
And once the marks were activated, the "won't live past twenty-five" setting was quite abstract too.
Plus in the Demon Slayer world, Muzan was also mysteriously transformed by a doctor's medicine, and there was the Ubuyashiki family's strange disease curse.
The Demon Slayer world truly had quite a lot of messy stuff. Being careful and cautious was indeed normal.
Walking out of the decontamination room, behind was a long corridor.
This place seemed to be a laboratory—from time to time, you could see some research personnel.
Because he himself was a cheat-carrying transmigrator, he naturally had a kind of repulsive psychology toward this type of place.
Fujiwara Toji ahead seemed to notice something and silently quickened his leading pace.
"Yo, Sensei."
Outside the laboratory, several luxury cars were parked at the entrance.
The one greeting Lin Chen was precisely Secretary Fujiwara.
"Fujiwara-sensei."
Seeing Secretary, Lin Chen silently breathed a sigh of relief.
Just like in the Crayon Shin-chan world, encountering strange creatures and suddenly meeting Shin-chan, the number one exorcist.
Now seeing Secretary, the pressure brought by the high-martial great clan just now, the oppressive feeling of scientists capturing him for dissection research, instantly vanished into thin air.
"Just call me Chika."
Secretary suddenly became somewhat embarrassed, putting her hands behind her back, her body twisting lightly.
"I lied to you before. Actually, my real name is Fujiwara Chika."
"So, just call me Chika."
"Alright, Chika-sensei."
Lin Chen nodded.
Secretary Fujiwara looked at Lin Chen—his expression was calm, no surprise, no anger at being deceived.
This made her inexplicably feel somewhat uneasy.
"Aren't you angry, Sensei?"
Secretary asked cautiously.
"Why would I be angry?" Lin Chen smiled warmly and patted Secretary's head.
"Actually, when you first told me your name, I already knew you were lying."
"I do know the Fujiwara family's second young miss."
"By the way, what I gave you was indeed my real name."
"Eh." Fujiwara Chika was instantly dumbfounded.
In other words, from the very beginning, she had been a bit of a clown.
Now the one who was angry became Secretary Fujiwara.
"You really are mean-spirited, Sensei." Secretary's face puffed up with anger.
"Goodbye."
Having said that, Secretary directly pulled open the car door and sat inside.
The instant the car door opened, Lin Chen saw inside the car, two other girls who looked quite similar to Secretary were also seated.
One had pink curly hair, wore a black hat, dressed quite fashionably and coolly, older than Secretary in age.
The other had pink hair tied into twin tails, with quite a childish look still on her face.
When Lin Chen's gaze swept over, they were still smiling mischievously and waving their hands to greet Lin Chen.
These two should be Secretary Fujiwara's older sister Fujiwara Toyomi and younger sister Fujiwara Moeha.
Supposedly, Secretary Fujiwara's mother was flat-chested.
But the three sisters she gave birth to were each bigger than the last.
The car door was quickly closed by Secretary, then drove away.
However, Fujiwara Toji didn't leave, but instead led Lin Chen toward another luxury car.
Secretary Fujiwara wouldn't do something like leaving Lin Chen stranded here.
Everything had already been arranged.
Inside the car that had departed ahead.
"How rare, big sister. I didn't expect you to actually feel shy in front of a boy."
Fujiwara Moeha sat in the car teasing.
"Have you fallen for him?"
"I'm really curious—what kind of romantic journey was this unexpected trip, to make my dense big sister fall in love with a stranger in just these few short days?"
"I wonder when Moeha will encounter such a romantic development."
Speaking and speaking, Moeha hugged herself with both arms, as if fantasizing about something.
Young girls were precisely at the age when spring feelings awakened. And although Moeha was the youngest among the three sisters, she was the one who fantasized most about love.
"Shut up, Moeha."
Secretary's face flushed red from being teased. She went up to pull her younger sister's mouth corner.
"I haven't fallen for Sensei at all."
"Really stubborn, big sister. You clearly already let him call you by your first name directly."
Moeha, having her mouth corner pulled, spoke unclearly.
The Fujiwara family had inherited customs from the original other world. Only extremely intimate people would call each other by first name.
In other words, Secretary Fujiwara had indeed just thrown a fastball.
"It's just a slight favorable impression."
Secretary remained stubborn.
"However, is it really okay to leave that boy there like this, Chika?"
Fujiwara Toyomi watched her two younger sisters' scuffle with a warm smile and asked.
"Shouldn't you directly send him home?"
"It's precisely because you two are here that I don't want him in the car!"
Secretary complained inwardly.
She knew her older sister's and younger sister's personalities too well.
As long as Lin Chen was pulled into the car, it would definitely be a disaster.
Younger sister Moeha would probably drive hard, saying some blunt and wild words.
And older sister was also super scheming—she'd probably tell all her embarrassing stories from childhood to adulthood.