Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

Halfway through typing, the girl hesitated and deleted the edited text.

——The other party seemed to notice her hesitation and sent a message right after.

"Being friends with Tsukisa, and being friends with me. Kato-chan, isn't it normal for friends to casually chat about another friend? How serious do you take this?"

He also sent me a smiling expression that wasn't really a smile.

Kato Megumi: "It seems that Miss Tojo and I have different definitions of friends."

"Friends should help each other. Isn't that strange? I helped you... you will help me too, right? Really, Mr. Kato owed a loan thanks to the project money issued by the company. Otherwise..."

"There aren't many places in society that can lend money to a man of his age. If he's unlucky and gets tricked by some bad-hearted guy into signing a black clause with high interest, the Yakuza that come to collect the debt won't be so polite."

"Well, if this happens, what will happen to Kato-san's wife, not to mention his daughter?"

"If I get entangled with those organizations..."

"Oh, just kidding."

Kato Megumi suddenly stopped.

——I am such an idiot.

The Tojo Group, the princess of the wealthy and powerful chaebol, absolutely does not like anyone questioning her decisions.

She seemed to have little choice.

"I see."

——In the eyes of people of Tojo Aoi's class, Kato Megumi is like Cinderella's crystal shoes or a protective measure for a one-night stand between some men and women.

There is no difference between the two except the name.

They were all thrown away after a night of partying.

It's just that Kato Megumi's shelf life is a little longer. Before she is ready to end everything and turn her attention back to 'chasing love', the president needs someone of her own to stay with Mori Yuesa.

Close friends always share secrets, and close friends often give each other advice.

Most importantly, close friends rarely put up defenses against each other.

By then, she would naturally find a way to make this 'innocent' girl a puppet in her hands.

But it’s still early, so…

"Kato-chan, just consider it as helping out, isn't that okay? I just really care about Yuesha. Don't be fooled by my current appearance, I'm actually very childish when it comes to love."

"The desire to control, the desire to control the whereabouts of the lover - the unwilling feeling of loss, can you understand it, Kato-chan?"

Feel like... the tone has changed?

"I understand, but I don't like Miss Tojo's way."

"Please, please forgive me! Miss Kato, it's just some news. To be honest, even if you refuse, I won't do anything to Mr. Kato. A backbone and leader who works seriously and responsibly will not be so stupid as to do something bad because of his own selfish desires."

"I just couldn't help but say those words. I'm really sorry..."

Looking at the words on the screen, Kato Megumi lowered her eyes.

This kind of Tojo Aoi...

Both hypocritical and pathetic.

"I understand, Miss Tojo."

"Well, please work hard, Kato-chan. First of all - join Tsukisa's lunch group. Like I told you before, I heard that she eats lunch with the girl called Yuno Agatsuma every day."

Kato Megumi especially wanted to ask Tojo Aoi where she had heard about it. During this period of time, she had never met Tojo Aoi again, and the lady she communicated with through the Internet always gave Kato Megumi a sense of unreality.

Contradictory and twisted personality.

This is why she didn't believe Tojo Aoi's words, "It doesn't matter if you don't do it." Thinking of this, her subordinates operated and transferred a sum of money through the software.

"?"

"Please accept this as payment for the phone."

"Hmm? It's a gift for Kato-chan."

"Please accept it."

This new mobile phone was a "work tool" given by Tojo Aoi to Kato Megumi. Actually, there was nothing wrong with accepting it, after all, her father had also received a favor. But the girl thought it was two different things.

The former is the father and mother who support the family, while the latter is obviously just a material enjoyment. She has not yet been able to make her father quit his job and become unemployed or run around looking for new job opportunities with very mediocre grades; but the cost of this phone can be paid for by saving for a period of time in the future.

"Ms. Tojo...?"

"I know. I'll take it. You're really fussy, Kato-chan. Let's stop here today. I have something else to do. I'll contact you later."

Still ending with a smiling expression.

After more than ten minutes of communication, my palms were sweaty. When I turned over my phone, the jar of honey jingled against the back of the phone.

Mori Tsuki…

Under the street lights that were lit up at the appointed time, the girl held the light pink cell phone in the air.

'Tojo Aoi...'

Kato Megumi cleared her mind and stared at the pink shell.

'Tojo...'

"Mori Tsukisa..."

Huh?

This phone.

it's wired.

As I recall, the color should be darker, right?

What about that scratch?

This phone...

Is that my one?

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cell phone…

Definitely not yours.

Kato Megumi was 100% sure.

When I was squeezing off the tram, I hit the broken billboard shell, and the phone in my pocket should have a very, very faint scratch.

The girl examined the shell.

No.

Nothing at all.

——But, what if it’s not your own phone.

What about those photos she took on her phone?

The more she thought about it, the more creepy Kato Megumi felt.

The temperature had clearly risen a long time ago, but the coldness quietly appeared around her again without her noticing; the shadows of the trees were like deformed claw marks, extending and extending along her footsteps...

Look back.

The shadow stuck to the heel without me noticing.

The journey home was not far, but she had walked for a long time. The sun sank into the night, but the moon did not rise in the night.

The neon-lit shops suddenly became very far away, and her sight was stretched very long by a pair of rough hands like ramen noodles; then, the sounds around her also gradually became lower and disappeared.

The night was silent, with only the sound of her footsteps and the creaking of dry branches rustling against each other in the cold wind.

It couldn't be cold in this season, and the shops near my home wouldn't become flat and long buildings. The street here was close to the bustling city, so it was impossible not to hear any traffic and noise.

Kato Megumi knew what she might have encountered.

She held the phone tightly and walked faster and faster.

——It is normal for boys and girls to talk about some bizarre stories from time to time. In addition, for some unknown reason, a large number of websites discussing urban legends have been closed in China recently, which is contrary to the norm. This has made young people even more curious.

Kato Megumi has also heard this.

and so…

Now stay calm and keep going?

The increasingly blurry night and the panting that followed her like a shadow and seemed to be right behind her ears were an invisible torture. Kato Megumi was cold all over, and her ankles seemed to be shackled with shackles that were blowing cold air. Every mouth surrounded her joints, skin, and muscles, sobbing and whimpering in a tortuous and out-of-tune manner...

Jingle Bell--

The incoming call on the cell phone sounded like thunder in the quiet night.

Who…?

An unknown number was displayed on the screen.

The eerie night, the chilling coldness, and the replaced cell phone... the source that Kato Megumi guessed was ringing in her hand.

The girl slowed down her pace and moved closer to the edge of the flower bed. Before the next bell sounded...

Gently placed the phone among the flowers.

Please... don't follow me.

Jingle Bell--

The cell phone suddenly rang in the flowers.

Kato Megumi ran away without even looking back!

please!

Just stay in the flowers!!

Her short hair fluttered in the night wind, and her reckless running seemed to make the incessant ding-ding-ding sound of the bell farther and farther away - even the temperature close to her skin rose.

As the chill faded, normal lights appeared at the end of the path.

The moon lights up the darkness in the upside-down black sea.

Walking under the moonlight, the girl found that the hair on her forehead was soaked with sweat.

Finally.

Finally…

Kato Keihei stroked her wildly beating heart. After several minutes of running, her legs became unnaturally weak and trembling.

The temperature is rising.

The noisy traffic and the thumping sound of trucks unloading not far away can make people feel more at ease.

First, go home first...

The girl lifted her bag upwards.

Jingle Bell--

The leg that was about to take a step forward stopped in place.

Jingle Bell--

The girl rolled her eyes stiffly. The sound... came from inside her bag.

Jingle Bell--

The sharp ringing sound, like a death sentence, became louder and louder.

"If you don't answer the call, you'll die."

The cochlea was blown by the hot and humid wind, and the tiny whispers penetrated into it.