Persona, I am the villain and I can do whatever I want

Mitsui Yi looked at the large and small bags of food in her hands and hurried over to help: "Miao Miao, why did you buy so much food? Let me help you carry it."

He helped Takemiya place the fruits and vegetables on the table. Before he stopped, he saw Futaba also placed two large pots in the middle of the table.

As soon as the lid of the pot is opened, the rich aroma of curry wafts out.

However, it does not contain curry rice, but various meats marinated in curry.

“I thought BBQ wouldn’t go well with curry rice, so I prepared some ingredients that go well with curry.”

Sakura Futaba looked up at him proudly with an expression that said "please praise me quickly" on her face.

Mitsui Tsubasa touched her head, looked at the table full of food, and sighed hesitantly: "Can we really finish it...?"

He had originally prepared food for ten people, and with the food brought by the group members, it looked really... spectacular...

Chapter 209 Codename "Raven"

"Never mind, light the fire and eat!"

Mitsui Tsubasa greeted him and immediately prepared to light the charcoal.

Unexpectedly, Da Zhai Yizi suddenly came up and stopped him: "Wait a moment, let me light the fire!"

She said excitedly, then walked to the grill under everyone's confused gaze and stretched out a hand.

"Don't forget that we are people with super powers. Shouldn't we use magic to light the fire?"

Everyone immediately understood what was going on and realized that she was trying to show off with magic.

Although Mitsui Tsubasa thought she was a little childish, Sakura Futaba was very excited and ran to her side and watched her cast the spell in anticipation.

"Be careful not to blow up the grill..." he warned worriedly.

"No, don't worry." Oya Ichiko stared at his fingertips and said without turning his head, "Sei Shonagon told me that the essence of magic is emotion. I am very stable now, there will be no problem!"

Seeing how confident she was, Mitsui Tsubasa stopped talking and instead thought about what she said.

The essence of magic is emotion?

This is somewhat different from Hygieia's magic theory, but it is hard to say who is right or wrong. After all, the impression space is idealism, as long as the user believes in his own theory, he can successfully release magic.

While he was lost in thought, Osaka Ichiko had successfully summoned fire, and a rose-red, ping-pong-ball-sized fireball swayed quietly at her fingertips.

"What a beautiful flame~" Sakura Futaba praised.

Oya Ichiko gave a smug smile and gently threw the fireball into the charcoal.

The fireball summoned by magic has extremely high heat, and with a "whoosh" it turns into a raging flame.

The charcoal began to crackle and burn in an instant.

The warm flames dispelled the invisible darkness in the impression space, and the enthusiasm of the people was ignited.

Sakura Futaba eagerly put various meats on.

Soon, the aroma of meat on the barbecue filled the air, accompanied by the hissing sound of fat dripping into the fire, making people salivate.

Everyone sat around the campfire, laughing and chatting, enjoying the joy brought by the open-air BBQ.

Everyone took turns to come forward and compete in barbecue skills.

Sakura Futaba was the first to give in. She was too impatient and would eagerly stuff the meat into her mouth before it was even cooked.

The next to her to be defeated was Wu Jian Miao, who went to the other extreme and burnt the meat to ensure it was fully cooked.

The skills of Mitsui Tsubasa and Oya Kazuko were average. Although they did not make mistakes, they were not particularly amazing either.

It was thanks to Isshiki Wakaba's intervention that these precious ingredients were saved and prevented from being wasted.

“Ooooooh, as expected, mom’s cooking is the best—!”

Sakura Futaba was so excited that she was incoherent and stuffed skewers of grilled meat into her mouth.

Everyone has become accustomed to her eating habits, but one has to admit that Isshiki Wakaba does have an extraordinary talent in cooking.

"If Aunt Isshiki doesn't want to be a researcher, you can definitely consider becoming a chef. She's definitely a Michelin-level chef!"

Mitsui Tsubasa also praised her highly and then pushed all the barbecue work to her.

The mountain of ingredients on the table gradually decreased, and soon, at Wu Jianmiao's insistence, the vegetables were also moved to the grill.

Various complex aromas intertwined in the air, and the dinner successfully entered the second half.

The self-service BBQ lasted for more than an hour and finally ended when everyone was so full that they couldn't eat anymore.

The round table was filled with friends who were defeated by the delicious food.

Mitsui Tsubasa was still able to stand due to his strong fighting ability. He looked at the few ingredients left on the table and decided to grill them all.

From the moment the first round of barbecue was served, he noticed a real big eater - Xixi!

Although she is small, only the size of a fist, her stomach is like a black hole. She really eats from beginning to end, and even now she is still enjoying it.

It would be troublesome to take these ingredients back anyway, so I might as well stuff them all into her stomach and consider it as resource recycling.

Xixi was overjoyed at his proposal, and her face was full of smiles OvO.

After the celebration banquet, everyone rested for a long time and watched a movie before they recovered.

"Overeating is harmful to health..."

Wu Jianmiao originally wanted to advise everyone, but when she thought that she was not much better, she couldn't continue.

Mitsui Tsubasa took the opportunity to make a new suggestion: "A new member has joined today and needs to be retrained. Let's go to the Impression Space to practice."

No one has any opinions.

So, Mitsui Tsubasa went to the supply area and prepared bulletproof vests and melee weapons for Oya Kazuko.

After she put it on, she was frightened by the sudden flames on her body.

Fortunately, the flames did not hurt her, but only burned her bulletproof vest.

"This is normal. The bulletproof vest is actually still there, but it has been assimilated into your Phantom Suit."

Mitsui Tsubasa remembered that he had not told her this, so he hurriedly explained it. He also took a look at her handsome phantom outfit consisting of a khaki windbreaker and silver-gray trousers.

Da Zhai Yizi's outfit looks like a traveler's.

Before leaving, Sakura Futaba casually asked a question: "It seems that the big house sister doesn't have a code name yet?"

Mitsui Tsubasa was stunned after hearing this, and then he remembered this almost forgotten setting.

"That's right... Although it's no longer necessary in battle, I'll still pick one."

He turned to Osaka Ichiko and briefly explained this unnecessary "legion tradition".

"An English code name? That sounds quite ceremonial. Let me think..."

After thinking for a moment, she nodded and said, "Raven, use this."

"Why?" Mitsui Tsubasa was a little curious.

"Well... Ravens have the characteristics of carrion-eating, just like reporters, they always chase after the most exaggerated and sensational news. It is also easy for them to come into contact with the dirty and rotten part of the world."

Da Zhai Yizi lowered his eyes slightly, his expression became more serious, and he seemed to recall some unpleasant experiences.

Everyone noticed that she was not in high spirits, so they tacitly stopped asking questions and accepted the code name.

Mitsui Tsubasa waved his arms excitedly to cheer everyone up: "Okay, let's go! The cause of justice is just beginning, and we will definitely be able to change this corrupt country."

With his encouragement, everyone adjusted their mindsets and embarked on the path of moderation and deprivation.

Before the training began, Mitsui Tsubasa explained in detail to Oya Kazuko how one could become stronger through fighting, and arranged her in the back row, asking Takemiya Myo to take good care of her.

When everything was ready, they headed deep into the tunnel.

The shadows surged in like a tide, but could not hinder their progress at all.

At this level, they were already fearless, and now with the addition of new members, they were even more powerful.

Oya Ichiko showed excellent psychological quality, quickly adapted to the rhythm of the battle, and quickly grew into a qualified fighter.

Chapter 210: Challenging the Present-day Elder Stage Again

In a corner of the dim tunnel, in a temporary shelter built with several fallen stone slabs and rubble.

The legion's small team is resting here.

After experiencing more than a dozen low-intensity battles, Osaka Ichiko gradually adapted to the rhythm of the battle, but still seemed a little exhausted.

——Because of her low level, her output was OK, but her stamina was insufficient. She was often forced to become a spectator after a few battles, which made her depressed for a while.

Wu Jianmiao and others had also gone through this stage and were comforting her softly.

But Mitsui Tsubasa's attention was not here. He was checking the small metal product in his hand over and over again.

This was the reward from the previous battle. The oracle said it dropped from Shadow.

There are neatly-cut round holes on the metal product, which looks like square clips used for decoration. This kind of exquisite craftsmanship does not seem to be something that Shadow can do.

He pondered for a long time and finally caught a hint of inspiration from the original work.

"This is a tin fixture, the material used to make infiltration props."

Thinking of the soul chewing gum that Nekomata gave him, he vaguely guessed the origin of this iron product.

He originally thought that the Impression Space did not produce props, but he did not expect that he had to enter the deeper areas to obtain them. He wondered if there would be treasure chests in the deeper areas...

After thinking for a moment, he handed the iron product to Xixi.

Pixie, who was sitting on his shoulder, munched on some chocolate while casually glancing at the object, clearly showing no interest in it.

It seems that this kind of ordinary drop is still not as good as the buds of the secret treasure, and is not very attractive to Shadow.

Mitsui Tsubasa thought about it and handed the item directly to Isshiki Wakaba, asking her to study it a little when she had time.

Everyone rested for a while and then continued to fight.

It was not until half past ten in the evening that he returned with his slightly tired team members.

In the legion camp.

Everyone gathered together to make a brief summary of the battle, and then dispersed.

Isshiki Wakaba went to see Futaba off, while Ooya Kazuko and Takemiya Tadashi also left early because they had to go to work the next day.

After everyone dispersed, only Mitsui Tsubasa and Oracle's drone were left at the scene.

"Captain, you see, humans really do have their limits~" Oracle said in a pretentious and arrogant tone, "Only Oracle can accompany you until the end of time, meow~?"

Mitsui Tsubasa rolled his eyes at her unhappily and turned toward the elevator.

However, this time he did not rush into battle, but walked towards the walking stairs on the left side of the elevator.

The long steps of the present world... He gave up spending sweet time with Wu Jianmiao today just for this.

He wanted to try again and see how far he could go at level 25.

Before he started, he instructed Oracle: "Oracle, leave your drone here and take a video for me."

"Command received, meow!" the oracle responded softly.

Immediately, a drone separated from the group, hovering steadily in the air, ready to take pictures.

Mitsui Tsubasa put down his backpack, took a deep breath, and stepped firmly onto the first step.

As soon as he stepped onto the ground, a sharp and harsh voice of accusation rang in his ears:

"Leave...you don't belong here!"

“Back off! Back off!!”

There was also a roaring voice: "Bow your head! Only in this way can you be saved!"

These voices kept buzzing in his ears, making it impossible for him to tell how many voices were accusing him.

At the same time, the king sitting high on the imperial couch appeared from the void, and the elegant music that followed him was torn apart by the violent sound waves around him.

Mitsui Tsubasa looked at him expressionlessly, his gaze instantly fixed on his increasingly familiar face.

With a thought, the flames of his heart once again covered his entire body, offsetting most of the invisible gravity in the space. Then, he raised his head proudly and climbed towards the top.

With each level he went up, his body was under greater pressure.