Itō Mitsuo waited for a long time, and finally, it was his turn for a grand entrance.
The man who burst through the door with two thugs still clutched half a bottle of beer in his hand. His unruly appearance did indeed have the air of someone from the underworld.
"Is it her?"
The man's nostrils flared. In his sight, a girl was lying on the sofa, her fluffy hair hanging down to cover her face, her graceful curves rising and falling.
The three men looked at Nakajima Saki, completely bewildered.
What's the situation here...?
Nakajima Saki no longer looked the same as before. She lowered her head and raised her arm: "Brother Mitsuo..."
The man snatched the girl's phone, set it to recording mode, and grinned with excitement: "In a moment, record everything—all of it, understand?"
Nakajima Saki hesitated: "Is... is this okay?"
Hesitating, she tugged at Itō Mitsuo's sleeve: "Forget it, she didn't do it on purp—"
"Hey! You woman, sit up properly for me!"
Itō Mitsuo took a few steps forward, loosened his shirt collar, and prepared to undo his shirt buttons.
The girl looked up.
She knelt lazily on the sofa, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and brushed back her hair—
Slightly drooping eyes with thin black eyeliner, a tear mole, curly hair, slightly upturned lips, basketball-like features, a slender waist... Itō Mitsuo:...No way, right?
No way?!
She is?
That Basketball Freak?!
Itō Mitsuo would never forget that girl for the rest of his life.
What happened a while ago when he followed his boss Fujimoto Matsu to the front gate of a certain orphanage was still vivid in his mind... "She, she! She!" Itō Mitsuo stammered, pointing at Sen Getsusa, his upper and lower teeth clattering together as his legs instinctively took a few steps back.
"She?" Nakajima Saki looked at Itō Mitsuo in confusion, "What's wrong?"
Sen Getsusa had waited for a long time, only to end up with these few characters.
She tilted her head dizzily: "I think... I've seen you before?"
By now, Itō Mitsuo had long since shaken off Nakajima Saki's hand.
The man straightened his clothes, buttoned his shirt tightly, and stood with his back straight like an interviewee undergoing a first trial, or a soldier waiting for review.
On his extremely serious face, there was no trace of the thug from just a moment ago.
"Hello, I am Itō Mitsuo."
He gave Sen Getsusa a proper bow, straightened up, then pressed down the heads of his two subordinates to bow as well.
"This is our second meeting. As expected, you are still beauti... ah, truly an incomparable appearance!"
Praising her with utmost seriousness, the man pulled his two subordinates and slowly backed away, saying cautiously:
"The environment here is very nice. My two friends and I just finished our gathering and were about to go eat... would you like to join us?"
Sen Getsusa shook her head expressionlessly.
Upon receiving the reply, the man was immediately filled with joy: "Then that is truly a pity!"
"What a pity!"
"Next time, please let it be my treat next time!"
Sen Getsusa remained expressionless.
"In that case, we won't disturb your gathering with this girl Nakajima!"
"Finally, it was a pleasure to meet you!"
"Goodbye!"
Bang.
Behind the door, a series of panicked and hurried footsteps disappeared outside in the blink of an eye, at a speed that left Nakajima Saki caught off guard.
Quiet returned to the room.
The music on the screen played lively in an orderly loop.
Sen Getsusa boredly played with a handbell, jingling along with the screen saver music.
Nakajima Saki:???
Can someone tell me what happened?
"Mm, no more follow-up? Heave-ho." Sen Getsusa stretched and stood up from the sofa. As she passed by, she patted Nakajima Saki's stiff shoulder in an old-fashioned manner.
"Nakajima-san, be a good student and don't associate with those strange people."
"And don't do strange things to others."
Nakajima Saki listened with a grim expression, "You actually know Itō Mitsuo."
I don't just know him; I've even kicked and broken his arm.
Sen Getsusa was too lazy to dwell on this matter. She put her backpack back on and opened the door.
"Also, if this kind of thing happens again..."
There were no lights by the door, and the half of Sen Getsusa's profile as she turned was covered in shadow.
For some unknown reason, the temperature in the room suddenly dropped a lot, and Nakajima Saki shuddered.
"I won't treat you as a human fledgling anymore."
The girl's tone was full of playfulness, but to Nakajima Saki's ears, she keenly detected a sense of killing intent and indifference. It was just like...
Just like talking to an ant.
"Fledglings should just live their lives properly. Having such heavy vanity is really..." Sen Getsusa turned and slammed the door shut, hopping away from the karaoke room with her little bear backpack, leaving behind a teeth-gritting Nakajima Saki... "So, what did that girl do?"
During dinner, Yuno Gasai was like a busy Little Bee, moving back and forth between the kitchen and the dining table, serving a table full of sumptuous dinner. Sen Getsusa stood by with her little mouth open and stars in her eyes.
?(?>?
"Nothing for now." Sen Getsusa set the chopsticks, went behind Yuno, and untied her little apron: "I just hope she doesn't bully Hayami Mari. That girl is spoiled."
Nakajima Saki?
Yuno Gasai rested her chin on her hand, lost in thought.
"What are you thinking about?" Sen Getsusa tapped the plate.
"I was thinking, if I were also a 'Ritualist', I could help Tsukisa handle these troublesome matters, right?"
"My troubles have nothing to do with Ritualists." Sen Getsusa smiled: "Besides, I don't want you to have the chance to become a Ritualist; it's too dangerous."
So far, all the Ritualists Sen Getsusa had seen were on the side of Chaos.
They were either cyst monsters or long-necked spider-men. If the price for obtaining power was so high, she naturally didn't want Yuno Gasai to become like that.
"If it's order..."
Sen Getsusa shook her head.
"Chaos is like this, and I don't think order is much better. Maybe Yuno would turn into a rule-abiding, extremely paranoid fellow?"
Yuno Gasai added a piece of meat for Sen Getsusa, placing it on the peak of her rice: "So, whether it's Chaos or order, Tsukisa doesn't want me to enter that World?"
"Exactly." Sen Getsusa nodded while chewing the meat: "I can protect Yuno, so I don't want you to take risks. This so-called 'recovery' won't last more than a year or two, right?"
"Wait five or eight years, wait for the people in front to light up the path. If Yuno wants to try then, we'll talk about it then."
"I'll always find a way to get some kind of 'ritual object' for you."
Yuno Gasai nodded softly in agreement, and after changing the subject, she didn't talk about these things anymore.
It's too late, Tsukisa, I can't stop this ritual anymore.
Yuno Gasai clenched her fist.
[Reluctance (Prerequisite I):
[When your 'deep love' is sensed by order, Reluctance is triggered—without your lover's awareness, take the other's blood and pierce it into the skin with a ritual. From then on, your bloodlines will never be separated.]
[—You love him, yet you must hurt him.]
[When the blade slices open the skin of a lover, what kind of reason do you want to find for yourself?]
...[Sincerity (Prerequisite II):
[Find it! Catch it! Annihilate it!]
[Offer a creature infected by chaos to the Eternal order; thus, He will grant a preliminary trust and salvation to you, who already have half a foot in chaos.]
[If it weren't for considering **, and preparing for **, you would never receive the favor of order.]
In the notebook, these two prerequisites had already faded away.
After the deaths of Fujimoto Matsu and his girlfriend Maki, the third prerequisite ritual quietly appeared on the next page of the notebook.
[Blindness (Prerequisite III):
[The one who envies my beloved is my enemy!]
[Through precise judgment, kill a creature that harbors resentment toward your 'lover'.]
[The target must possess near-maximum hatred for the 'lover', otherwise the ritual fails.]
[You still need to hide your actions.]
[You only have one chance.]
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