Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"Shall we report it tomorrow?" Usami Reiko pulled her hair back and looked at her superior.

"No," Bai Ju raised his eyes, and an expression that did not conform to the woman's definition of him appeared on his face again.

"Let's buy some gold in the near future. Reiko, call Sakai Takashi over."

Chapter54 Lose or gain?

The profiler card with a magnifying glass image engraved on it floated lightly around the girl.

"I did it well?"

"The black mist gathers and opens a thousand mouths."

“He said: What do you think?”

"Tsk, why don't you just talk directly? Don't always borrow my card to pass it around. It's very hard for it to survive. Every time you come, it will be depressed for a few days."

"…The result is good anyway, so what difference does it make if it's a few days earlier or later?"

Mori Yuesha pushed open the door of the coffee shop, ordered a cup under the waiter's puzzled look, and said to the air: "Who told you not to remind me? My bad memory is also because of you. It's not that my personality comes from you."

"You came from behind."

After taking the coffee, the girl found a seat by the window so that she could look at the young ladies passing by on the street - their boots and high heels.

"Anyway, it's done. In this way, it can be helpful to humans?"

"He gave a strange smile: No, it will help you. But it's too late, and the time for lighting the ceremony is too late. So, everything is bound to happen. Mori Yuesa, my daughter, are you ready?"

Mori Yuesha pushed the card in front of her and said, "Don't always give me those weird adjectives..."

Holding the coffee cup, she suddenly felt unwell.

Aminatu's ability is not fully manifested in the girl. She cannot predict the future, nor can she peek into fate. So...

"What 'happened'? What does it mean?" Mori Yuesha stared at the magnifying glass on the card. The lines of text on it were as red as blood.

"He shook his head: This might be a good thing for you. If you want to know..."

"Sell,"

"indivual,"

"Moe?"

silence.

"Mom...dear 'Yuan'..."

Mori Yuesha curled her eyes and spoke in a sweet voice; her big, blinking eyes stared at the cards, and her two little fists were pressed against her face.

The fist twisted and twisted.

Twisting the body.

A waiter passing by looked at her, then at the empty seat opposite her.

My feet walked faster.

however……

"He took a screenshot and sent the photo to a group of people."

"He broke his promise,"

"And laughed at you."

"Weili left, leaving a message behind."

"'This time,'"

"'Feel the loss, daughter.'"

"'Perhaps, you will be able to face your true self.'"

whispering sound.

The slender coffee spoon was thrown on the table. The angry girl ignored the waiter's surprised expression, overturned the coffee cup, and walked out with a stern face.

In fact, she was a little overwhelmed - a very rare emotion. She covered her heart and felt the rapid beating in her chest from her palm: this was the second time she had this feeling. The last time was before Tojo Aoi broke up with her.

Lost...lost what?

I hate the Riddler!

But when I got home, I was faced with the question from Yuno Agatsuma: "What did you do?"

The girl fell straight into the quilt and replied: "Guess."

Some things are probably genetic.

…………

……

"Is it hereditary?" The man was wearing a headscarf, holding a toothpick in the corner of his mouth and prying it up and down. A beautiful face was reflected in his eyes.

Huge sunglasses and bright red lips.

"Of course, my mother is beautiful, so I am the same." The woman smiled charmingly: "You are not interested in my mother, are you?"

"I'm only interested in you." The gangster-like man opened his shirt, revealing his chocolate-colored chest and broad shoulders with some signs of training.

"To me... or to Miss Rabbit?" The woman licked her lips meaningfully. The surroundings were terribly quiet. The two were alone in a deserted park, the man holding a toothpick and the woman holding a cigarette.

There was little ambiguity between them, but the words they spoke were filled with solemnity.

"Both. Why is it called 'Rabbit'?"

Rabbit didn't answer, but ran his fingers across the man's skin exposed to the air, which was firm, strong, and elastic...

"Delicious... You should be able to live for a long time, right?"

"Should we start?"

"Of course, isn't that why you came here?" The woman giggled, shook the silver rabbit on her wrist, tilted her head back, and let the dark shadows of the trees cover half of her face.

"How about making a bet first?" She pointed at herself with a smile: "I bet that I am a woman--"

"I bet you are a woman." The frivolous man suddenly sat up straight, answered the question, spat out the toothpick, and his whole body was as sharp as a sharp sword - just like those standard weapons on the production line.

Standard, Dangerous, Elite.

He looked quietly at the surprised woman beside him, no longer having the teasing intention just now. After saying that sentence first, he finally let out a slow breath.

A false alarm.

"I see." As he spoke, the man quickly took off his turban and pulled out a weapon from his waist: neat short hair, standard pistol: "Is it 'gambling'? The research team has been discussing how you achieve 'invisible killing' - it's really a difficult-to-detect ability..."

Official ceremony attendant.

"Who am I? Didn't you already know it?" He turned on the safety and pointed the black muzzle of the gun at the woman's torso. "Even if you know, it doesn't matter? Arrogant and arrogant ritualist, the murderer of many recent murders. Your ability is "gambling"? "

"We have already suspected you, so just surrender. The ability has taken effect. If you continue to gamble, you will be the one to die."

Looking at the dazed woman, the gun-wielding ritualist was actually not as calm as he appeared.

——She is an extremely dangerous ritualist. Our preliminary judgment is that her ability is related to "conversation".

——After the encounter, please answer all questions from the other party carefully.

——Attention to all field personnel on mission: record the status information of the opponent when he uses his ability, compile it into a report and submit it. Capture, do not kill directly, otherwise you will apologize to me in person.

This was the order issued at the meeting. In addition, before leaving, Minister Usami Reiko also gave them a special "instruction".

In the weapons depot where only field officers would go.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. If there is any sign, shoot him immediately!"

"I'll take responsibility if I kill the wrong person!"

'Shoot him to death! Remember, don't listen to that fat pig's orders! Shoot him to death!'

fortunately…

Fortunately, I was smart.

To be honest, the ability to "gamble" is too shameless. As long as you put forward a bet that is sure to win, who would notice that a joke back and forth could cost you your life?

I guess the loser will never understand the reason until he dies.

I just don’t know what the “price” this ritualist paid was?

The man shook his head, feeling the mystery still surging around him. It seemed that the other party had not given up?

"Oh... a woman."

The man holding the gun opened his eyes wide in horror.

In his sight, the beautiful woman took off her wig, and her black hair, which was shorter than his, stood on top of her head. She grinned, and her bright red lips made her teeth look even more sinister.

Then, a rough male voice exploded in the silent park.

"I bet it's a man."

"Small prey."

thanks for treatment.

Chapter55 Surging Ceremony!

Jian's eyebrows furrowed.

The tall and slender man was wearing combat uniform, with thick short hair standing on his scalp, a high nose bridge, dark skin - his back was as smooth as a marble slab.

After waiting for everyone to arrive, he slowly spoke: "Are you ready?"

"Yes, everything is ready." Usami Reiko paused and said, "That person from Team 7... has also lost contact."

The meaning of "也" is self-evident.

"Longevity Eater." Bai Ju tilted his head and took a deep breath. He remembered what Usami Reiko had told them: "Didn't I listen to you?"

"Yes..." Usami Reiko smiled bitterly. She reached out and gently pinched Bai Ju's arm: "We... will find it."

"Notify all field team members to inform me immediately if there is any clue." Bai Ju gritted his teeth, the furious man was like a roaring lion: "I will kill it with my own hands."

Junichiro Shimoda is a pig.

As if she had heard it, Usami Reiko covered her mouth and said, "Haven't you always been the 'obedient Baiju'? Why did you figure it out today?"

"The blade cannot be pointed at the person who forged it." Bai Ju said with a straight face, and the research team members jogged around him and her. For the upcoming experiment, the research team was working overtime this time. "But what you do is your business."

"Don't use the method of blocking the surveillance of the archive room anymore." Looking at the huge and heavy explosion-proof metal door, he whispered to Usami Reiko: "Sakai Takashi has the authority of my special channel. I have assigned him to your identity."

After saying that, he walked towards the other end of the laboratory without looking back.

The woman raised the corners of her mouth.

…………

……

"Ready."

The reason we met in the laboratory was because of the "Peng Pai Ceremony".

Since the other party has already made a move, as an official ritualist, there is no reason not to accept it - Bai Ju and Yusami Reiko, who have seen the barrier master, agree that this ritual is very likely to be real. To be honest, he can't stop the mysterious ritualist from doing anything.

The only one who cursed was Kawahara Kensaku, the leader of the research group.

'Shut up! There are plenty of people who can perform this test. Please put your buttocks on the chair and sit down. Get out of here and don't touch me with your hands that have never had a girlfriend! Shut up, shut up, shut up. I am in charge of this test. If I say no, it means no!'

As he believed that he was the strongest and did not want other team members to get hurt because of this unstable ceremony, Bai Ju naturally raised his hand to show that he was the most suitable candidate.

Of course not.