The mastermind behind this started by creating a strange story

Kojima Kawano suddenly realized that he seemed to have discovered a new way to control his abilities, so he decided to give it a try.

As Kojima Kawano tried to keep staring at a certain person, he gradually heard only that person's voice, and it became clearer and clearer.

Sure enough!

Kojima Kawano couldn't help but smile. This ability can indeed be controlled. Maybe in the future he can listen to whoever he wants and won't be affected by other people's voices.

[I'll go and cause trouble for Kojima after class, haha, people like me should have weak people as stepping stones to support me.]

Huh? Suddenly, he seemed to hear his own name. Kojima Kawano held his breath and calmed down again.

[What method should I use to show myself, otherwise...]

[......]

Listening to the increasingly excessive thoughts in this voice, Kojima Kawano couldn't help but clench his fists. Why could a person do this just to show off himself?

Completely disregarding the victim's feelings and using one's own desires to oppress others.

Suddenly, Kojima Kawano thought of the contents of a book he had read before.

"Dear Lestrade, I believe that when the law cannot bring justice to the parties involved, private revenge is justified and even noble from this moment on." - "The Return of Sherlock Holmes: Milverton"

Chapter 225 Daily Life (I)

Between reality and illusion, inside the bookstore.

"Takesora-kun, did you lie down like this every day before?"

"This is too boring..."

Reimu Furude was sitting on the recliner, staring into space with lifeless eyes, as if she could see something different from the air.

Sadly, she failed. There was nothing in the air, not even a fly or a mosquito.

"What's wrong? Can't you bear it?"

Hearing Reimu Furude's complaint, Takesora stopped observing other creations. He was just watching what the vampire was doing.

To be honest, the vampires were a bit beyond his expectations. They were almost taking over the Romanian upper class. It was estimated that in a month or two, the Romanian upper class would be directly labeled as vampires.

Well... we can't let the vampires have it so easy. We'll trip them up when we have time.

"Ahhh... How do you endure this day in and day out? You can't go out, there's nothing to entertain you, and you don't get to meet customers every day."

"So..." Zhukong raised his eyebrows. He might have guessed what the little witch was going to say next.

"Can you let me out? I will come back, otherwise I will suffocate to death." Furude Reimu blinked her big, sparkling eyes and stared at Takesora hopefully.

She really didn't want to stay in this shabby bookstore for a moment. She was supposed to be helping with the work, but there was nothing she needed help with at all.

Help with cleaning? She has been in every nook and cranny, and there is no dust or garbage at all.

Help put the books in order? There was mist on every book, and she had no idea what the difference was between them, let alone help put them in order.

Help entertain guests? Forget it. This bookstore welcomes guests entirely by chance. Who knows when you will meet the next guest?

When she regained her mobility, she walked through every room carefully. The bookstore had everything it needed except a door to exit.

"Well... I'll lend you Xiaobai to relieve your boredom." Zhukong did not directly answer Furude Reimu's question, but changed the subject and put the white cat in his arms on the ground.

The white cat seemed to understand what Takesong said. It ran to Furude Reimu's feet with its short legs, rubbed against her feet and meowed.

?（?'?'?）?: "Meow~"

Reimu Furude: "╭(°A°`)╮"

So shocked that I was stunned.

"You...you don't even bother to make an excuse? Is it really okay to change the subject so abruptly?"

Gu Shouling dreamed that Zhukong did not refute, so he was shocked and picked up Xiaobai, petting the cat and crying.

Addicted to the furry feeling, Furude Reimu decided to forgive Takesora for the time being. After she had stroked the fur enough, she would ask Takesora why he didn't let her go.

After a while, Furushe Reimu became bored.

Petting cats is nothing, but she is actually addicted to it, which is so embarrassing.

"Takesora-kun! I'm telling you seriously, you're abusing your employees!"

"..."

“Ahhh! You’re ignoring me, I…I’m sobbing~”

"Why am I so unlucky? I have such a miserable life. How come I have to have a boss like you? I simply..."

"Come on, is it that serious?"

Looking at Furude Reimu lying on the ground and acting miserable, Takesora was filled with disgust.

Hearing that Takesora finally spoke, Furude Reimu raised her pitiful face and looked at Takesora, who looked disgusted, with her big watery eyes innocently.

"I just want to go out..."

"Alright, alright, stop talking in that tone, I'll just ask you to get out."

Yeah! A sly look flashed in Furuto Reimu's eyes. As expected of her, she easily achieved her goal.

"But there is a condition that you must abide by."

"Hi Yi!"

Reimu Furude rolled over and got up from the ground, standing at attention like the policemen.

No matter what the conditions are, as long as she can go out for a walk, well... it would be even better if she had money.

"Hey, don't call me a black-hearted boss. Here's your salary for this month, and this mask. Remember to wear it when you go out."

Zhu Kong was lazy for a while, then stood up from the recliner and walked to the counter at the back of the bookstore.

After rummaging around in the counter for a while, Zhukong took out an antique wooden mask, and also three stacks of Fukuzawa Yukichi's masks. It was three stacks, not three pieces.

"Hi~"

Reimu Furude took a deep breath and made another insignificant contribution to global warming.

"This, this, this..." When she thought that this was actually her monthly salary, Furude Reimu stuttered for a long time and still couldn't finish her words.

It’s not that she is ignorant...well, she is just ignorant. One month’s salary seems beyond her imagination.

Judging from the visual, there should be about a hundred notes in a stack. If each of them is from Fukuzawa Yukichi, these three stacks seem to be worth about three million...

"Well...but you are not a formal employee yet, so your salary is only one-third."

As Furude Reimu watched with eyes wide open and a bleeding heart, Takesora took back two of the three stacks of Fukuzawa Yukichi, leaving only one.

"Okay, take it. You will come back naturally when the time comes. You don't have to worry about not finding the way back."

With a smile on her face but cursing in her heart, Reimu Furude walked over with a stiff smile. Anyone who suddenly lost two million in salary would have the same expression as her.

"Why do I feel like you're scolding me in your heart?"

Zhukong's sudden voice startled Furushe Reimu, who hurriedly explained, "No, no, Master Zhukong is kind and benevolent. How could I possibly criticize Master Zhukong in my heart?"

"Really? I don't believe it."

"This……"

"I'm just kidding. Look how nervous you are."

Ancient hands Reimu: "(╬￣ dishes￣)"

Don't be angry, he is the boss, he is the God who pays your wages.

Under self-hypnosis, Furude Reimu quickly forgot her recent unhappiness and picked up the stack of wages on the table with a happy expression. It seemed that even Fukuzawa Yukichi on the wages had become handsome.

"cough~"

A light cough brought Reimu Furude back to her senses. Looking at the wooden mask on the table, she suddenly realized that she had almost forgotten about this mask.

only……

Going out with this mask on, it would be weird no matter how you think about it, no, she would be a complete weirdo. What's more, she has white hair. She would probably be taken away by the police for questioning as soon as she stepped onto the street.

"Can you..."

"Snapped!"

Before Furude Reimu could say anything, Takesora grabbed the mask with lightning speed and slapped it on her face.

"I...this...this...mask..."

Reimu Furude spoke in a panic and stammered. The mask was gone. She had clearly felt the mask on her face just now.

How did it disappear?

"Stop howling, you've already put on the mask." As he said this, Takesora waved his hand and summoned a mirror, handing it to Furushe Reimu.

The woman in the mirror had smooth and flowing silver hair, and thin and long eyebrows with a heroic look, like a sweet-talking girl.

Very pretty, but nothing like her.

"This is..." Furude Reimu reached out and touched her cheek in astonishment. It felt just like skin, but she had changed because the woman in the mirror was doing the same thing as her.

"Okay, you've got your mask on, so don't hesitate if you want to go out."

Seeing that Furude Reimu was still pulling his face here and there, Takesong couldn't help but hold his forehead and waved his hand to open the light gate.

"Yeah!" With a happy cheer, Furude Reimu put her salary in her pocket and jumped out of the light gate.

She wanted to go to Sengen Taisha Shrine to see what happened after she fell into a coma, whether the priest was in a hurry to find her, etc.

Anyway, there are still a lot of things waiting for her. Fortunately, Zhu Kong is not an unkind person, and she met a good person.

Ding~ A good guy card.

Zhukong, who had no idea that he had received the good guy card, continued to watch the actions of his creation, just like watching a movie, and was very addicted.

Chapter 226 God Descends to Seraphim

"Revenge, how should I retaliate?"

On the way home from school, Kojima Kawano kicked pebbles from time to time, thinking about how to make Inukai Kumafu pay the corresponding price.

Recalling the voices he heard at that time, although Kojima Kawano thought a lot, he still didn't have a definite idea.

Even though he can eavesdrop on people's thoughts, he is still the same person. His IQ cannot suddenly increase, nor can he come up with the best solution by just thinking casually.

His cowardly nature even made him panic about this idea. Eavesdropping on his inner thoughts would not bring about much change, and he was still himself.

"Forget it, forget it."

Staring at the pebbles he kicked around, Kojima Kawano felt that he was not worthy of the ability to read minds. He was not the protagonist of a comic and could not handle everything.

For him, being content with the status quo is the best option.

Perhaps he once had the idea of ​​becoming a hero, but the shadow of his childhood and the bullying in school had long ago extinguished the fire in his heart.

Dead ashes will never revive, they will only be blown away by the wind without a trace.

"Why... did you choose me..."

The young man's back looked very lonely, and his hunched figure never lifted up again.

………………

Romania, a country located in the Balkan Peninsula in Eastern Europe, is also recognized as one of the most traditional and religiously influenced countries in Europe.

As we all know, Christianity plays an important role in the lives of millions of people in Western European countries and plays an important role.

But in comparison, the former Soviet Union countries are more deeply influenced by the church system, among which the Orthodox countries have the highest level of faith. Among the Orthodox countries, Romania is generally regarded as the most devout in religious beliefs.

In Romania, more than half of adults attend church at least once a month.

Therefore, the influence of the local church on the lives of ordinary people is very profound and important, and its influence sometimes even goes beyond the scope of faith.

“So, if we want to cause trouble, we naturally have to start from the local church.”

Headquarters of the Romanian Orthodox Church in Bucharest, Romania.

The Romanian Orthodox Church is the autonomous Eastern Orthodox Church in Romania. It currently has 12 dioceses and its headquarters is in Bucharest.

After Shenkong released several clones on the island country, he no longer cared about them. Anyway, the clones would handle any problems. The clones' existence was to help the original body, and then the original body could go out and travel without any worries.