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Chapter 3 Confronting Evolto
In Dongdu, raindrops hit the window, drop by drop, as if wrapping the entire coffee shop in a moist atmosphere.

Ishido Soichi, also known as Evolto, the mastermind behind everything in the entire Build plot, seems particularly relaxed today.

As Manjo Ryuga and Kiryuu Sento are following their predetermined destiny step by step, everything is going according to the script they have set for themselves. I am in a particularly good mood today.

He pushed open the door of the coffee shop, and as usual, he was planning his next move to tease these chess pieces of fate.

However, as soon as he stepped into the store, Ishido Soichi's footsteps suddenly stopped.

He saw a strange figure standing upright behind the bar, wiping coffee cups skillfully. This scene made him a little stunned.

"welcome."

Ooue Takumi gave a gentle smile and spoke in a light tone.

The young man in front of me was very skilled in his movements and looked like a professional receptionist.

Shi Dongsou raised his eyebrows slightly and walked slowly closer: "Who are you? When did you transfer my shop to someone else?"

Hearing the voice, Onoue Takumi raised his head with a polite and appropriate smile on his face. "So you are the store manager! I've heard a lot about you. My name is Onoue Takumi, I'm a homeless man. I was recently taken in by Miss Misora ​​and I'm temporarily helping out here."

“Homeless?”

Ishido Soichi's expression was a forced smile; he had not expected such an answer.

"yes,"

Onoue shrugged nonchalantly, showing a shy smile.
"After being captured by a strange organization, I not only lost all my memories, but also nearly died in the laboratory. Fortunately, I escaped during the chaos and wandered around before finally finding this place to seek shelter."

Ishido Soichi narrowed his eyes and looked at Onoue Takumi carefully.

Although the man's words and actions seemed careless, from his seemingly normal tone, Ishido Soichi was completely unsure of his thoughts, and he didn't even know where he came from.

I don't remember there being such a person among the Faust subjects?
"Misora?"

Shi Dongsou raised his eyebrows and turned to look at the backyard, as if waiting for a familiar voice to appear.

Onoue Takumi saw through his confusion and smiled faintly, "Miss Misora ​​has finished her live broadcast and is now resting."

Ishido Soichi smiled, leaned the umbrella against the door, and put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker.

He gently approached Onoue Takumi and asked lightly, "So, you came here because you lost your memory and are homeless? This is really interesting."

Onoue Takumi didn't flinch at all. Instead, he nodded calmly, "That's right. Although I have no memories, some instincts are still there, like making coffee. I think this might be a little talent left to me by God."

Ishido Soichi didn't respond, but stared at him for a moment, then turned around and sat down in a window seat, pulled out the chair casually, and leaned back, as if waiting for something.

"Since you are so capable, please make me a cup of coffee. I don't want any flaws in my store."

flaw
Ha ha
Without hesitation, Onoue Takumi skillfully began to operate the coffee machine. Before long, a cup of fragrant coffee was served to Ishido Soichi.

"Please enjoy."

Onoue Takumi maintained his friendly expression, but a hint of doubt flickered in Ishido Soichi's eyes. This man, who claimed to have lost his memory, seemed to have something more than a simple demeanor.

A seemingly ordinary encounter, but with the sound of rain, there was a hint of a storm brewing.

The store manager picked up the coffee cup and took a sip. The aroma of coffee filled the air, bitter with a hint of sweetness.

I still don't quite understand the taste
Ishido Soichi's eyes narrowed slightly, he put down the cup, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The coffee is good. I didn't realize you have some skills." His tone was calm, as if he was just giving a casual compliment.

"you flatter me."

Onoue Takumi still wore a polite smile as he wiped the cup in his hand, his demeanor calm. "Even though I've lost my memory, my body still remembers how to make coffee. It seems I might have been a very good barista in the past."

Ishido Soichi was very casual. He leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest. "You don't have the aura of an ordinary person. You look more like a dangerous person who is used to hiding himself."

Onoue Takumi paused for a moment, but quickly returned to normal.

With a slight eyebrow raise, Onoue Takumi gave an innocent smile: "Mr. Manager, you really know how to joke. I'm just a refugee, how could I be in danger?"

"Oh?"

Gently shaking his coffee cup, Ishido Soichi's eyes never left Onoue Takumi. "Since you're a refugee, do you know that hiding here might not be safe? After all, there are too many unusual things in this city. If you're not careful, you might end up getting into trouble."

Onoue Takumi put down the cup in his hand, turned around, and leaned on the bar, his smile still gentle. "If it's not safe, then why did Miss Misora ​​choose to take me in? It seems that the store manager didn't tell her where the real danger lies."

Ishido Soichi held his chin and nodded.

Every word this man said was sharp, yet measured, as if testing him, or piercing him deep in his heart inadvertently.

However.
Ishido Soichi now has murderous intent in his heart.

Countless purple blood mists emerged from the darkness and were about to pounce on Ooue Kyoutoki.

"Father, are you back?"

Misora's voice came, and the manager suddenly laughed.

Soon, Ishido Soichi slowly spoke, picked up his coffee and took another sip, then whispered, "However, I hate it when people hide things. If you are really just homeless, it's best not to let me know your other intentions."

Onoue Takumi didn't respond, but smiled and turned around to continue organizing the utensils.

His back looked relaxed, and the more relaxed he looked, the more murderous intent boiled in Ishido Soichi's heart.

Both of them knew in their hearts that the battle of words was just a prelude.

The sound of rain was still hitting the window, but the tension in the air was gradually rising, like a taut string that could break at any time.

The sound of hurried footsteps in the stairwell broke the undercurrent of silence in the coffee shop.

Ishido Soichi and Onoue Takumi turned their gazes towards the door almost at the same time, and the next second, Kiryu Sento and Manjo Ryuga pushed the door open one after another.

"Hey, who is this?"

"Newcomer."

Onoue Takumi was the first to respond, revealing a gentle smile: "I just got here not long ago."

Then, his gaze shifted slightly, settling on Wanzhang Longwo, and he said meaningfully, "Like him, we all escaped from that place."

I was stunned, staring at Ooue Qiao with wide eyes: "You too"

Kiryuu Sento frowned slightly, quickly adjusted his mood, and took in the few people.

I felt vaguely uneasy, having a feeling that things weren't that simple.

(End of this chapter)