Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

Chapter 71 Wonderful Performance

"How about you take it off yourself, or should I help you?"

Matsu Fujimoto was holding a DV, while Maki beside him seemed a little listless. She leaned on her boyfriend's shoulder with a tired look on her face, puffing smoke from a long cigarette between her fingers.

"I...I won't do it!" Yuno Agatsuma widened her eyes and said sternly: "I know people in the organization! You two——"

This statement only earned the man's sneer: "Organization, what organization?"

"Matsuyakai!" My wife Yuno said confidently.

Quiet indoors.

Maki sat up suddenly and stared at Fujimoto Matsu for two seconds.

Then they both burst into laughter at the same time.

"You said Songgu would?"

"Matsugu Club? Hahahahahaha!"

"I say, who do you know? Hahahaha!"

"Fujimoto Matsu."

"Hahahaha, what are you talking about? I am Fujimoto Matsu."

Maki was surprised to find that the girl, who had just been as anxious as a captured deer, became unusually calm after Fujimoto Matsu told her about her origins.

No, it can't be described as calm.

It was a kind of sarcasm and contempt, as if the cowardly and weak 'prey' had its identity swapped, just like a girl with multiple personalities, now showing another personality.

Maki sat up straight.

At this point, she was feeling a little uneasy.

Fujimoto Matsu didn't pay any attention to these things. He held the DV and leisurely opened a can of cold beer for himself, letting the girl opposite him fight like a trapped beast.

Agatsuma Yuno turned sideways, picked up the notebook again, and blinked: "I spent several weeks trying to get information about you from Yuesha."

"But the result is good after all. Since you are a contact of chaos, Miss Maki should be dragged into it by you, right?"

The atmosphere cooled.

When Chaos was mentioned, Fujimoto Matsu sat up straight with caution: "Who are you?"

He felt something was wrong.

At this moment, the sticky air had already filled the living room, and Fujimoto Matsu noticed that the ice-cold beer in his hand was actually bubbling and boiling.

"Me? A humble private lover."

Agatsuma Yuno slowly opened her notebook and said, "If you are an annoying fly, you must be prepared to die like a fly."

Without waiting for Yuno Agatsuma to speak again, Fujimoto Matsu's eyes suddenly became sharp. He jumped up from the sofa like a cheetah and rushed towards Yuno Agatsuma!

If he could move.

At this point, the air has become viscous and condensed into a solid.

It's too late.

The two people were pinned down on the sofa by a huge force, unable to even lift a finger.

This mysterious power brought terror to Maki and despair to Fujimoto Matsu.

He found that this force was constantly burning his skin - he felt like an insect immersed in concentrated sulfuric acid solution.

The two could only watch the 'prey' in front of them, picking up the paper elegantly, opening the simple notebook to look up something, and then gently stroking the place where the tattoo had just been done.

There, bright red light seeped through the clothes, seeping out like liquid, flowing down the girl's elbows, and wandering on the floor along her ankles.

It began to move on its own.

First, a flower bloomed, with petals stretching out wantonly, followed by the stamens and stems, and then it began to carve some kind of words around it, densely covering the entire room.

As soon as they were carved, they couldn't wait to climb up the walls, tables, ceilings, chandeliers, beer cups and cigarette boxes.

They covered all places in the house, including Yuno Gasai's exposed skin, and her face was covered with blood-like words.

At the same time, a huge ritual formation appeared under the feet of the three people.

The silent roar sounded like huge waves in the ears of the three people!

The surging order has arrived!

Maki remembered the formation diagram, the flower, and the characters that covered the room.

Because that was the work she had just completed twenty minutes ago, on the chest of the 'prey' in front of her.

Now, they are alive.

In Fujimoto Matsu's eyes at this moment, the pink-haired girl seemed like a madman, even crazier than his team leader!

She moved her arms and danced, as if there was a symphony playing in the room that he couldn't hear.

The girl's movements were graceful and gentle, yet also regular and standard. She turned around, stood on tiptoes, and hummed some kind of ballad.

Then, Fujimoto became even more frightened.

Because he found that his girlfriend next to him also began to hum along with a pious look on her face!

Her body seemed to no longer be controlled by the pressure. She stood up easily and jumped with Gastima Yuno.

She kicked off her slippers lightly, and her bare feet looked like a fire fairy dancing in the crater of a lava volcano.

The two people danced to their heart's content, showing off their bizarre and solemn dance moves to their heart's content.

Suddenly, a chill crept across his skin, and looking at everything in front of him, Fujimoto Matsu's fear suddenly receded like the tide.

What are you waiting for?

Why don't you sing along?

Such beautiful singing and dancing, but incomplete.

They lack a tenor, a real warrior!

What is missing is a lone hero who will sing a song while they step on the fire!

Looking around, who else could be qualified for this position?

only myself!

Fujimoto Matsu, at this sacred moment, only you can do it.

Speak up! Speak up!

Sing out your heart, all your organs and blood, let them mix together to sing a song that will shake the world!

Fujimoto Matsu excitedly sat up straight, opened his arms, and resolutely joined the symphony.

His voice is rough and powerful, and his full masculinity deepens the slender and soft sense of mystery, making the march go on more solemnly!

He sang and his girlfriend danced, a perfect combination.

Agatsuma Yuno seemed to appreciate the state of the two people and clapped her hands gently for them, and this action intensified the excitement in their hearts.

Jump, jump hard! Jump with all your life!

If the foot is broken, use the calf to jump out of the staggered hesitation step;

If your calves are bloody, use your thighs to slide out an elegant lock-step turn;

If your thigh is eaten, twist your waist, wave your arms, hold your head high, and make a perfect farewell!

Sing it, sing it louder too!

When the gastric juice dries up, it spits out the stomach and sings with its intestines;

If the intestines are eaten, bite the internal organs into pieces and sing high notes mixed with the heart!

The teeth knocking on the ground became the rhythm, and the eyeballs were the accent!

Each nail was pulled out and stuffed into the respiratory tract, forming a light tapping tune of short sighs.

My wife Yuno opened the diary and found that the two paragraphs of information about the pre-ceremony had gradually faded.

【Reluctance (Preface Ⅰ):

[When your 'deep love' is sensed by the Order, 'reluctance to part' is triggered - without your lover noticing, you take their blood and pierce their skin with a ritual. From now on, your blood will never be separated.]

[——You love him, but you want to hurt him. ]

[When the blade cuts your lover's skin, what kind of excuse do you want to give yourself? 】

Emmm...

——Order is still young, Yuno has many ways to go.

【Sincerity (Pre-condition Ⅱ):

【Find it! Catch it! Destroy it! 】

[Offer a creature infected with chaos to the eternal order. In this way, He will initially trust and save you, who has already stepped half a foot into chaos. ]

[If you don't consider *** and prepare for ***, you will never be favored by order. 】

The two large paragraphs of text slowly faded away like diluted ink. When they were still visible but not very clear, Yuno Agatsuma suddenly covered her chest.

——Countless serious and incomprehensible voices came from her chest:

Like a very demanding mother, she tried her best to conceal her tenderness and gently stroked her wound with her fingertips - the invisible tattoo turned into a bright red pattern and appeared on Gastima Yuno's chest.

Surrounded by densely packed small characters, a blood-stained black poisonous flower bloomed in the center of the valley.

"It's already such a hassle to take the first step. When will I be able to become a ritualist..."

Agatsuma Yuno sighed, put down her hands, and looked up at the man and woman who were about to leave.

Fujimoto Matsu had sung to exhaustion. He vomited some broken organs and continued to roar with all his might. Then, his mouth began to burn, and the fire went all the way down his esophagus, and his whole body turned into a torch!

He was shaking with excitement and yelled at his girlfriend with all his might:

"Come on, Maki!"

"Join me and face the order!"

He affectionately hugged Maki, who was still dancing with great enthusiasm, and then the two of them laughed heartily and twisted into a wax wick woven of flesh and blood in the flames!

However, once the wick burns out, there is no point in it continuing to exist.

The flames went from raging to waning and gradually went out. The two people also followed the flames in the dissipation, their bones and flesh turning to ashes.

After a few seconds, everything faded away and the room was clean.

Just like a new house.

What a wonderful show.

Chapter 72 Usami Reiko's Anger

Usami Reiko slammed the door and left angrily, followed closely by Sakai Takashi.

The sound of a door slamming echoed in the conference room, and the woman strode away without looking back.

At the regular meeting two hours ago, even after various discussions and data analysis, the Chaos Ritualist who killed Nagayama Keiichiro and Yoshino Kenichi was still missing - they didn't even know whether the enemy was a man or a woman.

Usami Reiko was indeed extremely angry.

As Yoshino Kenichi's fiancée, she was almost the last person to know about Yoshino Kenichi's death. Later investigation data showed that from the time Yoshino Kenichi sent out a signal requesting support to the time the support arrived -

At least an hour's interval.

What a bunch of rubbish. Where's the special support team?

As the newly promoted head of the post-production department, Usami Reiko certainly knows that within the Ritualist team, there are several support teams specifically responsible for different regions, and the personnel composition of the teams is also a combination of Ritualists + Contactors.