Let Go of That Blackened Heroine

Tangled chains, shattered spells.

Yato stood in the classroom, looking at the students in the entire classroom.

The accompanying voice changed into the image of a woman again: "That's the end of it, just right, I also have something to tell you."

"it's not finished yet."

Yato stared at every student.

"The fish just now wasn't really killed because it didn't have a mask. Just like before, it escaped again."

"Where did it go?"

"I don't know, but if I think about it, I can imagine that it is possessed, possessed by someone among these students. A demon who can sneak into people's hearts and hide."

The soundtrack looked at these students and sighed.

"There's only one class, right?"

"That monster is not easy."

"I know, it's scary to be able to talk and have a rational monster. That's why it's troublesome. It would be great if it was solved like this. It would be even better if you didn't meet. Mr. Yato, whoever made you a person who likes himself What about the troublemaker? Seriously, after solving the youkai incident, I really don’t want to be Mr. Yato’s artifact.”

"what?"

"Didn't I say that I want to become the god's artifact?"

"Is that true? Abandoning me to find a bad old man? Do you think I don't have enough material for my drawing book?"

……

In the classroom, many students felt a little strange. They seemed to have experienced something just now, but they couldn't remember it clearly. It seemed to be related to monsters and exams.

It seems that he took an exam related to life.

The person who did the worst in the exam seems to die?

They are trying to communicate.

"Stop talking, hand in the paper."

The teacher began to collect the papers.

"Everyone seems to be working hard today. They worked hard on the exam. Even the worst ones have written so much. In the past, they didn't even read it."

The teacher smiled very gratified.

"Sure enough, I felt the pressure of the college entrance examination and grew up!"

Chapter 903

late at night.

A tea house that is only open late at night.

This is a tea house open from midnight to early morning.

The tea house is not big, there is only one table and two chairs inside.

The tea house is very big, but the place where the tea leaves are placed is incomparably vast. There are all kinds of ancient bookshelves like bookshelves. I don’t know how many kinds of tea leaves are placed. It is like a maze.

This is a teahouse that is strict with its guests but generous with its owner.

At this time, in the huge room of the tea room, there is a young girl who is holding a pen and writing something.

"What are you writing, Hiyori-sama?"

In the distance, where the guests belonged, a young girl who was gently wiping the table was looking at the shopkeeper behind the shelves through the shelves where various tea bags were placed.

This girl is dressed in a shop assistant's outfit that looks like a maid's outfit. The clothes fit well, but it always feels inappropriate to wear them on her.

After wiping, she simply put down her work and sat on a chair.

"This is a customer's chair. You are a clerk, and you should work hard."

Beside him, there was a handsome middle-aged man, who was wiping a teacup or something.

He was dressed in clothes like a bartender, and he looked like a good-looking uncle, but there always seemed to be a faint vicious feeling in his eyes.

Obviously his tone is very gentle, but it is also daunting.

"Anyway, there are no guests coming. No matter how clean it is, what's the use of it! Hey, is that pen the legendary language of the underworld?" The girl blinked.

The uncle continued to work hard.

"Attention, you still have work to do."

"I want to go and see."

The girl put down the rag, and tiptoed to approach the manager's room.

"The guest's room is so small, but the master's room is so big."

The girl moaned softly.

If the guest's room can only accommodate a table and two chairs.At most, there is a place next to it like a bar counter dedicated to making tea.

And over there is a big maze.