Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"The Chaos creatures this time... are very powerful."

Therefore, the rewards will be greater.

Unfortunately, no one in the room responded.

All the masked figures looked indifferent, looking up at the chandelier above their heads or snapping their fingers - for most of the party participants, this is just a platform for them to trade and obtain information.

If I really want to accept the mission of this "host" and hold a ceremony for those chaotic creatures...

No sane person would ever do that.

After a while, the Huojian Society mentioned by Prajna did not seem to want to accept it. He tapped the table with his index finger:

"Sir, it looks like we can only leave it to Prajna."

The man's expression was hidden by a solemn mask, but the mask could not conceal his malicious voice: "I wish you success, Mr. Prajna."

Huojianshe sarcastically said this without giving any face, and the organizer knocked on the table.

"That's all about the mist."

"Now, speak freely."

These words seemed to turn on the switch of the market, and the noisy sounds were released like a flood.

"Six young girls' eyeballs for sale, no more than two days old. Exchange for gold or equivalent money."

"Seeking fifteen Chaos Hound canine teeth."

"Three rare Blue-Eyes White Dragons in exchange for two Living Heart Seaweeds."

"Limited edition Ohyamazaki's signed baseball bat. There is only one in Japan. I want the gold one."

"Looking for Lilizi - the private contact information of the third female character in the new drama "Arrogant Girl". Payment can be made in gold or ritual materials."

There are a lot of weird things mixed in.

This is far from the mysterious organization that Akane Minakawa had imagined...

“Anyone selling ritual objects?”

There was a sudden silence, and then the organizer slowly spoke: "I have a dagger, probably... a non-physical ability."

The voice asking was a female one: "Non-physical?"

"We can talk."

Only true ritualists understand how rare ritual objects are.

"I'm interested, too." Huo Jianshe said casually, "Who would complain about having too much of this stuff?"

Prajna chuckled mockingly, stood up, reached out from the table, and carefully picked up the insect egg.

He took Akane Minakawa with him and did not participate in the subsequent long transaction activities, but quickly pushed the door open and walked out.

Akane Minakawa felt like she was in a dream.

She returned to the steel jungle again.

On the rooftop, the woman turned around curiously and reopened the door - behind it was a long staircase and the anti-theft doors of various family homes.

Where did that room go?

Behind him, Prajna smiled and said, "This is the ability of the organizer."

"The name is unclear, we all call it 'Anywhere Door'."

"Every batch of people who come out will be sent to a different place. This way, even if we find discordant notes within our ranks... such as ritualists on the Order side, they won't be able to identify or find any of the participants in the masquerade."

Prajna stroked the warm insect eggs in the palm of her hand and briefly explained the situation to the woman.

"The organizer will release 'tasks' from time to time. The rewards are generous, but they will also be of a 'certain' degree of difficulty. Of course, you can choose to refuse."

"After the organizer finishes speaking, it's free time. You can trade with others for what you need."

Prajna snorted and laughed: "But I advise you that all transactions should be witnessed by the organizer. Although the "Masquerade" agrees to private transactions, last time, two people disappeared..."

“There were still three of us when we left.”

After saying this coldly, Prajna returned her gaze to the insect eggs in her palm: "This mission is not difficult. You know, the organizer can only occasionally 'locate' certain creatures in the chaotic space. This opportunity is rare."

"Complete rituals for calling upon Chaos are too rare."

Akane Minakawa nodded ignorantly. She didn't ask about the rewards and punishments, the content, or whether it was dangerous.

Judging from Prajna's attitude alone, one cannot decide anything.

She saw the man gently place the insect egg on the ground, take out the ritual knife, and cut his wrist——

Blood gushed out abnormally, the man's face turned pale, and the transparent insect eggs turned deep red.

In the waterfall of blood, the insect eggs hatched.

A fly, covered with wriggling maggots, used its sharp tentacles to cut open the egg wall.

"Eye of the Mist, I await your choice..."

Prajna said respectfully, and the next moment, the fly seemed to look at him, flapped its wings, and flew out of the rooftop without looking back.

In the darkness of night, a fly fell from a tall building.

It flapped its wings quickly, and the buzzing sound was drowned out by the surging traffic.

On the brightly lit road with constant traffic, the roar of engines flashed from time to time, gradually becoming louder and then smaller, and gradually fading away.

The fly flew around the buildings, fell down layer by layer along the alloy glass windows, passed by the flickering street lights, and flew past the couple.

Once you leave the busy area, the sound of the wings fluttering becomes more obvious.

It slipped into the house through the unclosed gap, passed smoothly through the corridor, and came face to face with the drunk man.

The other party ignored it, put the mouth of the beer bottle to his mouth and swallowed it down in one gulp.

Going into the house, in the shabby bedroom, the girl was lying peacefully with her eyes closed, breathing shallowly.

The fly found its target and began to fly around with a buzzing sound - it landed on the girl's back, rubbed around with its claws, found a dark place that could accommodate it, and quietly crawled in.

The girl knew nothing.

It's foggy in Tokyo again.

Chapter 14 Nakajima Saki

Saki Nakajima wore a green earring on her left ear today.

Her hair was no longer straight like the one she had on the day she first entered school - it was curled into some big curls, and when it let down, one side was brushed over her ear, revealing her cheek.

The backpack was changed to a cartoon bear style and the nails were painted green.

How should I put it... a sense of déjà vu that looks very similar to someone.

That's right, Saki Nakajima did it on purpose.

Everyone was wearing the same western-style cyan school uniform and box-pleated skirt, but this did not make her any different from the other girls.

Born in a merchant family, Nakajima Saki followed her father's teachings since she was a child...

That is, she would imitate whoever is more popular and good-looking, and then she would make the other party a plagiarist.

Hmm, I feel like I've heard of this method somewhere before.

In short, Saki Nakajima came to school beautifully today.

"Today's outfit...what's her name?"

Aki Tomoya pushed up his glasses. He didn't recognize all the girls in the class, but the way this curly-haired girl was dressed today really caught his eye.

Generally speaking, he hardly pays attention to three-dimensional girls.

"Are you blind?" Ying Lili raised her head from the table and glared at him with dead fish eyes: "Didn't you notice that she was imitating Yuesha's dress?"

Aki Tomoya thought about it and suddenly realized: "I see... But, imitation is the first step, right? Why are you so angry?"

"Of course this is a provocation to girls!"

provocative?

Aki Tomoya was puzzled: "Isn't it common to wear the same clothes?"

"Wearing the same clothes? Even the shape of her earrings, whether she wears them on the left or the right, are exactly the same as Yuesha's. Do you think it's a coincidence?" Eriri gritted her teeth, her blue eyes narrowed into slits, staring at Saki Nakajima fiercely.

The other party walked in chatting and laughing, and started a day of socializing.

"Speaking of which, have you been becoming more and more impolite towards me recently?"

"Is it my imagination?"

Aki Tomoya was a little strange. Although Eriri would often hit him a few times, there was always a limit. Recently... too strange?

Have you done anything bad?

still……?

Tomoya Aki looked the girl up and down.

Eriri ignored him, yawned, and waved to Mori Yuesa who had just entered the class.

"Hi."

"Good morning, Shiny. Eh?" Mori Tsukisa put down her schoolbag, looked at Aki Tomoya, then at Eriri: "Could it be that Eriri has also prepared the food--"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The blonde ponytail bounced up from the chair!

"Don't say it, don't say it, don't say it!!"

She covered Mori Yuesha's mouth with her small hand and dragged her out of the class. She looked at the eyes looking at her with a stiff face, "Ahahaha, hahaha. It's okay, hahaha, it's okay, I'm chatting with Yuesha-chan... let's go chat..."

boom.

close the door.

"Are you crazy?"

Ying Lili puffed her cheeks.

"What? You haven't given it to Ren Ye yet?" Mori Yuesha sighed. The two of them stopped in the corridor and found a window to lie down and chat.

Occasionally, cherry blossom petals were blown in by the wind and scattered on the corridor.

"I haven't decided yet!" Ying Lili leaned out of the window angrily, trying to reach out and catch the floating pink.

As she spoke, she glanced in the direction of Mori Yuesha inconspicuously. After a few seconds, she immediately avoided the other person's sight and pretended to look into the distance.

"Haven't decided yet?"

Mori Yuesha laughed and laughed: "You bought such a big eggplant, but you still haven't decided? Then what's the point of buying eggplants..."

"Stop making dirty jokes! I'm talking to you about something serious!"

Eriri tentatively tapped the back of Mori Yuesa's hand with her fingers and gently held her hand - she looked up and saw the other person looking at her with a puzzled expression.

"What's wrong?" Mori Yuesha looked at her hands: "You need my opinion even if you shake hands now?"

Eriri held Mori Yuesa's hand without answering.

…I was just doing an experiment.

The two of them leaned against the window, and soon the girl's face began to turn red.

Mori Tsukisa blinked, "So, Eriri called me out just to watch the cherry blossoms with me and shake hands?"

"No, no! I'm just afraid that you'll say something you shouldn't in class... well." She was deflated, looked at Mori Yuesha in frustration, and let go of her hand.

What's wrong?

Eriri pursed her lips and shook her head: "That Nakajima is imitating you."

Two girls were leaning against the window, one was plump and mature, the other was quiet and cute. In this beautiful scenery, there was only one person who didn't like it very much.

Even angry.