Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"It's very delicious..."

"As expected! I knew that Ms. Kotoko's taste would be impeccable!"

What does this have to do with that idol? I chose him...

Mori Yuesa pouted and leaned against the cashier counter - she had already sneaked in.

"Miss Kotoko is a perfect idol. The things she recommends are absolutely correct!" Aoyama Nanami shook her finger in front of her face, "And that website, I will also check it out during my break."

website…?

"A wishing website. Didn't Yuesha notice that a lot of idols are recommending it recently?"

Thinking of the advertisements that were played on the giant LED screens in shopping malls and squares, Mori Yuesha shook her head: "Some people say it's fake. The probability of that happening is impossible."

"Oh." Aoyama Nanami said disdainfully: "Anyone who says this must have drawn lots of prizes behind the scenes. Definitely - definitely a black hand king."

You always hit the nail on the head, Xiao Qihai.

But…Sawa Reikoto, a world-class star, is this the one Nanami Aoyama admires? She is a good singer and songwriter, and later became famous with "Sunday of the Crazy Lady", which opened her own acting career.

I heard that there is a fan meeting being held in Tokyo recently?

"I'll get your autograph when I have time."

Mori Tsukisa knew that in addition to working part-time, Nanami Aoyama also had to take voice acting courses, and she also ran around major companies every day looking for opportunities, so she probably didn't have much time to participate.

"Really, really?!"

Nanami Aoyama let go of Mariko Machida and grabbed Mori Tsukisa's hand again, "Really?! Can you help me get an autograph from Ms. Kokoto?!"

The girl was so excited that her voice became shrill. She waved her hands and raised her legs excitedly: "I've wanted this for a long time! I have all the limited edition discs of Ms. Gao Qin! All I need is her autograph!"

Morizuki didn't quite understand, but she could sense her excitement. As she was talking, Aoyama Nanami took out her phone and began to tell Morizuki about the superstar's deeds - and then opened the web page and cursed at one of the top five "wishes".

That one says:

'Why doesn't a two-faced woman like Zeli Gaoqin just die! Come on, earthquake!'

It was the first time that Mori Yuesha actually saw the website: a large banner with golden letters reading "Leave your wish!" and more or less approval below. All you had to do was verify your identity and write down your wish.

Very simple operation.

Under the banner, a black tree stretches out densely with branches, and the roots of the tree are rooted in every message. When a wish is written down, it will appear on a certain root - just like absorbing nutrients, it is absorbed from the roots, fed back to the upper part, and more black leaves grow.

And finally, the lucky one will be selected and will bear fruit on the treetop.

Black tree...

Very strange.

Mori Yuesha stared at the tree for a long time, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt uncomfortable.

Hmm... But a wish like "Seri Kokoto dies in an earthquake" definitely won't be selected, right?

"A monster hiding behind the Internet." Aoyama Nanami turned off the screen and said disdainfully: "Ms. Gao Qin is the best!"

Mori Yuesha didn’t know whether it was good or not, but the girl found that this most popular website was indeed worthy of its reputation…

New wishes are born every minute and every second.

Chapter 10 The first encounter between short hair and short hair

Mitsuo Ido and his three men cornered the girl.

The short-haired girl was wearing a beautiful navy blue top and miniskirt, holding two books. She had just come out of the bookstore when she was blocked by four strange people.

them…?

A typical case of harassment.

During this period, Songguhui received many big projects, and the entire organization became more prosperous; many middle-level guys got new cars, and those who did well even got new houses...

Oh, and some people even got new girlfriends...

Or a new mom.

In short, the days seem to be getting better and better and there is more hope, except... except for these minions.

At the same time, along with the good things, some bad things also happened - such as the inexplicable disappearance of some senior executives, and the group becoming more and more secretive about the "ghostly" things.

As a result, large organizations that are gradually transforming will not be able to take care of the most insignificant people at the bottom.

They were almost out of work.

Mitsuo Ido shook his head, thinking of the 'disappeared' Saki Nakajima, and looked at the girl in front of him.

"Want to go sing?"

The curvy girl not only has a nice figure, but also looks much more delicate than the girl in Nakajima, except for her dull and simple appearance like a "robot"...

"Eh...?" The girl tilted her head and took a step forward without any defense, looking at Idou Mitsuo who was taller than her, "What's the matter?"

Idou Mitsuo grinned and turned the exaggerated silver ring on his ring finger: "Miss, what is your name?"

The girl tightened the book in her arms, hiding her nervousness under her calm face: "... Hui."

Idou Mitsuo didn't hear clearly, so he dug his ears and continued walking forward nonchalantly: "What a common name. Well, do you want to go out and play together? Judging from your dress, you are the kind of girl who has no money but good taste, right? I am in charge of this street, do you want to buy anything?"

As he spoke, the man moved closer to the girl in front of him. He could almost smell her faint fragrance...

"Hey...did you know about the Songgu Club?"

"of course."

This sound is much more three-dimensional.

Ito Mitsuo turned around.

At the dead end of the alley, a tall woman folded her arms and looked at them coldly - she also had short hair, but this one looked extremely aggressive: like a poisonous apple, the woman's cold eyeliner was lightly drawn at the end of her eyes, her ten long nails were painted with black oil paint, and under her neat women's suit, she wore a pair of plain black high heels.

She looked at Idou Mitsuo and said with a half-smile: "Has the Songgu Society fallen to this level?"

Mitsuo Ito took a small step back without leaving any trace, which caused him to bump into the girl holding a book behind him.

"Don't mind your own business!" The man rolled up his sleeves, revealing his black tattoos: "The Songgu Society is——"

"I'll talk to your team leader."

The woman raised her hand to check her watch, frowned and winked at the man behind her - the guy who came out of the shadows...

Pretty scary.

His long hair was tied into a ponytail, he had a slender and straight figure, and he was wearing a black suit. His eyes glanced at a few people casually, and a cold look spread.

"Kato, it's time for me to take you home." The woman stretched out her hand, hooked her slender fingers, and cast a disdainful look at Mitsuo Ido and the others.

Perhaps he felt the contempt, so the man pushed the girl holding the book and pulled her back into the group. Idou Mitsuo clenched his fist towards the poisoned apple fiercely: "The Matsutani Association is giving the Tojo family——"

Suddenly, the man shut his mouth tightly.

All the dissatisfaction and rebelliousness turned into caution; he quietly took a few steps back, hiding half of his body behind his men, and asked vaguely: "Excuse me, who are you...?"

The woman lifted her short hair behind her ear and tilted one corner of her mouth, her disdain becoming more obvious: "Your IQ is not so low that it cannot be seen. If Songgu Club is full of stupid and ignorant people like you, I will consider getting a different dog."

"Come here, Kato Megumi." Poison Apple hooked his finger again - this time, no one dared to stop him.

Kato Megumi looked at the beautiful young lady who looked like a doll, moved behind her with the book in her arms, and thanked her in a low voice: the woman glanced at her and said nothing.

"Noguchi, let them rest for a while." Tojo Aoi said to Noguchi Tadashi who was standing on the side: "Also, stop reading those books that teach you how to chase girls. Look at them. They are simple and direct. At least they are a way to screen them."

"You are instigating me to commit a crime, Lord Aoi." The handsome man lowered his head and curled his lips.

"I gave you so much 'activity funds' to go to the bar, not to ask you to be a righteous judge or a fitness coach." The woman snorted, motioned for Kato Megumi to follow, and turned and left.

Noguchi Tadashi turned around only after the two ladies disappeared into the alley.

Looking at Ito Mitsuo and others.

"I try so hard but still can't attract any girls, you bastards are so direct..." The originally pretty face suddenly turned hideous, the man clenched his fists, and the crisp sounds and screams echoed in the alley.

…………

Kato Megumi had never ridden in such a luxurious car. The back seat was extremely spacious, and the girl stretched her legs and still had plenty of space to the front. She used her peripheral vision to notice the woman on the left who also had short hair. She had not spoken to her since she got in the car.

Don't you want to ask where you are going?

The car was eerily quiet, with only the clicking of the mouse and keyboard.

After passing three long traffic lights, Tojo Aoi closed her notebook and looked at Kato Megumi.

Said a name.

"Eh...eh?! Dad?"

"Didn't your father tell you?" Tojo Aoi crossed her legs, took out a blue-wrapped cigarette from the side, looked at Kato Megumi, and put it back: "He is an employee of the Tojo Group - thanks to your father who is obsessed with daughters, many employees know that he has a good daughter."

"I saw a photo your father took out when we were discussing work details - you and him." This also explained why Tojo Aoi knew her.

"I see." Kato Megumi nodded: "Thank you very much for helping me out."

Tojo Aoi did not respond, but stared at Kato Megumi's face in a daze.

"Eh... Miss Aoi?"

"?"

Tojo Aoi suddenly asked, "Are you from the same school as Mori Yuesa?"

Mori Tsukisa...?

Kato Megumi thought for a moment and said, "I'm not friends with Mori Tsukisa-san, but I know her. Miss Aoi?"

“Can we see them often?”

"If you go there on purpose... you do see it often, don't you, Ms. Aoi?"

After the inexplicable question, there was another unrelated topic - Tojo Aoi tapped the seat with her black nails, glancing at Kato Megumi's pair of somewhat worn-out women's shoes and spoke.

"Your father deserves a promotion."

"…Feel sorry?"

Kato Megumi couldn't keep up with the speed at which the woman in front of her was thinking, but when this cold and sharp poisonous apple suddenly smiled, people could be immersed in her delicate and gorgeous smile.

There is no emotion at all.

Kato Megumi thought.

"I mean, your father is due for a promotion, right?"

Right? Question?

What do you mean?

Tojo Aoi happily put down her legs, and moved closer to Kato Megumi, saying meaningfully: "It's a simple meaning. Try to think like an adult, little Kato."

Chapter 11 The Story of the Rag Doll

Looking at Kato Megumi's receding back, the driver Shibasaki was full of questions.

"Miss, this...what do you mean by asking her for help?"

As a reward for promoting Kato Megumi's father, the girl has to keep an eye on Morizuki Sa at school and report every detail of her daily life to Tojo Aoi... I really don't understand it.

The driver, who was holding the steering wheel, opened the sunroof. The woman in the back was holding a thin cigarette and remained silent. Thick white smoke filled the car.

"Let her help me keep an eye on Mori Yuesha. It's better than nothing."

"Her father was going to be promoted anyway, but he just hasn't been notified yet."

Shibasaki curled his lips, cunningly.

"No. What I don't understand is why you are doing all this?" Shibasaki has been with Tojo Aoi for some time. Ever since the previous careless driver died coincidentally, he has been in charge of the young lady's itinerary and daily pick-up and drop-off. Through repeated contacts, Shibasaki feels more and more how powerful this young lady is.

In other words, she is a natural superior.