Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"There's not a single part of it that I don't hate."

High emotional intelligence, good at expressing oneself, and able to use rules and people's hearts to achieve one's own goals...

Although what Kasumigaoka Utaha showed was not that serious.

But it also reminded Yukinoshita Yukino of a short-haired woman.

It's really... annoying.

"Hey, don't say that," Kasumigaoka Shiyu fanned her hands, her eyes curved, "What selfishness, what exquisiteness, I don't think I can do that yet. I'm just an ordinary woman who can sympathize with others."

"Sometimes, you always have to add a layer of filter to isolate those things that shouldn't pass through on the back of the net. No one will like a sharp-tongued personality like a junior sister."

Yukinoshita Yukino gave an emotionless smile: "I'm just being frank."

Candid, unpretentious communication.

It may not sound pleasant, but it is definitely true and sincere.

"Ah, frank? That's a sharp tongue, right?"

"There's nothing wrong with being frank. If you insist on thinking that I'm being venomous, I personally don't object - everyone's judgment of the world and their surroundings is based on their perspective, and it's normal for some people to lack wisdom."

Tsk, what a kitten that never gives up and shows off its claws from time to time.

But Yukinoshita-san, too many people use words to hurt others under the banner of "frankness". So-called frankness is sometimes violence.

"Do you think I haven't heard the rumors about you, Senior?"

"No, no, I can make others not hate me, Yukinoshita Yukino, but you can't do that."

really…

Posing...

A shameless woman.

"If you say it many times, it means you are envious?"

"I definitely don't envy you."

Kasumigaoka Utaha smiled and didn't provoke the cat that had already shown its claws.

Let’s get down to business, this thing is about to explode.

Put away your smile and sit up straight.

"Let me tell you first, are you really sure..." Seeing the impatience in her eyes, Kasumigaoka Utaha lowered her head and flicked her nails indifferently: "There is no turning back, Yukinoshita family."

"Masquerade, "Peach Tales", everything I've experienced before..."

The sound of the bitter coffee flavor gradually spread out in the night, revealing a world that Yukinoshita Yukino had never seen before.

then…

"Mori Tsukisa?!"

Inevitably...

Can’t get around…

Certain women.

"That scumbag?! The question you asked..."

Gnashing of teeth?

Oh my…

Scumbag?

Such a big reaction, Yukino...

"Looks like we can agree on something, kitten."

Kasumigaoka Utaha covered her mouth and chuckled.

Chapter 75 Kind and Arrogant

The two ladies who reached an agreement coincidentally concealed something from each other.

——They were all saved by Mori Yuesa.

But no one said anything.

It's very interesting...

"So asking someone for help can be so justified?"

"I need your help because I just helped you. Isn't that normal? Kasumigaoka-senpai, playing the emotional card is tiring, and I don't have time to chat with you about those 'unimportant, irrelevant people'——"

No one else?

The emphasis on "unimportant" means...

Mori Tsukisha?

Kasumigaoka Utaha blinked as if she had discovered something interesting. "Let me make it clear first, I'm not changing the subject. It's just that, as for Mori Tsukisa... since you know her, why don't you ask her for help?"

From what you just said, I know exactly who Mori Tsukisa is. It's too late to deny it now, kitty.

Yukinoshita Yukino put on a defensive coldness on her face: "That's my own business. Now, I have a cooperative relationship with my senior. Is it necessary to mention irrelevant people?"

That one…

What a scumbag woman.

Kasumigaoka Utaha said "Oh~" meaningfully.

"Tell me about it." She crossed her legs. "There's not much I can do. You probably guessed it, just like you." She pointed at herself and then at Yukino. "We are all "contactees". If you can't do what you ask, the relationship between us is useless."

Rather than saying please...

"I would like to know more about the "ritual object" and its value in the ball and..."

"If I want it, what will it cost me?"

The hand that was fiddling with the nails paused.

"Ritual object?" Kasumigaoka Utaha raised her chin and looked Yukino up and down: "I can answer this question, but can I ask why?"

"It doesn't matter if you try to fool me with words like 'I want to become stronger'."

The hands on his knees suddenly clenched.

There is no point in deceiving others. Since we have decided to cooperate, I must tell Kasumigaoka Utaha about this.

She is smart enough and is more familiar with the organization than himself.

"I don't know how you describe it. On my side, I call it 'unqualified'." Yukinoshita Yukino looked at the senior sister whose brows were gradually frowning as if nothing had happened, as if she was not talking about herself: "It seems that I can't be called a ritualist. After becoming a contactor, I keep having hallucinations and auditory hallucinations..."

As he spoke, a dark cloud appeared in his eyes as blue as the sky.

"Something was controlling me, guiding me; it was getting closer and closer, and there were many times when it was almost there - just almost..."

"Irreparable consequences..."

"Perhaps you think that I was too reckless to step into that world without considering the family behind me. Kasumigaoka Utaha, on the contrary, it was precisely because of the various problems that had arisen before that I chose to take the risk."

Yukinoshita Yukino didn't describe the details too much. After briefly talking about it, she looked at the woman with a complicated expression, "So, I need a ritual object. I heard about it from a certain scumbag woman, plus some of my own speculations..."

"Now, with a senior sister here, things will be even simpler."

"——Can you tell me whether my guess is right or wrong?"

correct.

Kasumigaoka Utaha applauded in her heart.

so smart.

This child possesses extraordinary intelligence. Not to mention the fact that she survived as an "unqualified contactee", she was able to deduce all this based on just a few clues, which is definitely beyond most people.

Courage and wisdom.

It's just that my emotional intelligence is a bit low...

The character is a bit twisted...

A bit arrogant...

But not important.

So, maybe—

What's better?

"correct."

Kasumigaoka Utaha replied: "Your judgment is completely correct. In fact, even if I am not here, someone will give you the answer after you attend the dance, but it will cost you something. I will just take this as a thank you for your kindness."

She raised her index finger: "Most people who have no qualifications or talents can only walk on a tightrope, wandering in danger and pain - very few can make it, that is, become ritualists."

"And those who are qualified," pointing at himself, "are walking on the solid stone bridge next to the wire. Our danger is not on the bridge, but after we cross it."

Yukinoshita Yukino narrowed her eyes: "A test from the ritualist?"

"Well... you can call it a test. Since the name 'ritualist' is there, it must be a 'ritual'."

"I see. So there's going to be a ritual like 'kill a hundred people without being seen'?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha sighed again.

"You can understand it this way. The next step is 'obtaining'. From what I understand, there are indeed several ritual objects circulating in the Masquerade organization. Some are used as mission rewards, and some are in the hands of members - you have to understand that many people do not want to become ritualists."

Because the consequences of a failed ritual...

"Death?" Yukinoshita Yukino smiled: "I don't think I need to worry about the consequences now that I am in this state."

"Can I ask how you suppress..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha was curious.

It sounded serious from what she said, but now it seems that Yukinoshita Yukino is fine?

"No."

Because of some scumbag woman’s wet little triangle and hairband?

How should I say it.

The smile on Yukinoshita Yukino's face disappeared instantly.

"Price, tell me how to get it."

"Well... for things that are currently unknown how to obtain, how to exchange them still depends on the owner's request. Oh, I suddenly remembered," Kasumigaoka Utaha raised her palm, gossiping, "There is a member who wants to collect the underwear of a certain popular idol group... If you can get it, who knows..."

“It seems like there are only three left…”

Yukinoshita Yukino: ...

Are you really a serious organization?

"We, it's us, not you." Kasumigaoka Utaha emphasized again and again, "People are like this. Money is not important to you because you are born with it. Some guys sell precious things just to get a few pieces of gold..."

"You'll see this happen with your own eyes."

Yeah…

The feeling is different from what I imagined.

"Imagination?" Kasumigaoka laughed: "You should stop bringing movies into reality, miss. Do you think it's the Yakuza? There are all kinds of people in it. Otakus, hostesses, financiers, college students..."

"You'll be exposed just by communicating." She pouted: "Disguise it better. After three years, you can apply for the Tokyo Arts Examination... By the way, give yourself a name."

Yukinoshita Yukino nodded to indicate that she remembered.

Her target is the ritual object.

Only by becoming a ritualist can one escape from Mori Yuesha's inner world... escape from those endless hallucinations and voices that appear from time to time.

The two ladies with different personalities had no problem communicating with each other. After half an evening, they had made everything clear and planned everything. However, there was one thing they couldn't figure out.