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There was a click of a key opening the door.

The young woman in a simple black suit held a large bouquet of flowers in her left hand, and put the dripping umbrella in the porch with her right hand, complaining: "This rain is really heavy. It hasn't been raining since yesterday. After stopping, there is water everywhere on the road, which is obviously considered a high-end residential area, how can the drainage works be so poor! Ahhhh--the newly bought shoes and trousers are all wet!"

I jumped up from the sofa, looked at the woman in front of me, and said, "Ms. Haruko, good morning!"

Since I became famous, my daily tasks have increased. Mr. Miyagi has other things to do and cannot cover everything, so he specially arranged an assistant for me to help me coordinate some matters at work.

Miss Haruko is my assistant.

"Morning, Aoi-chan, have you had breakfast yet?"

I nodded.

Miss Haruko opened the refrigerator in the kitchen and took a look, then walked up to me and handed me the flowers, "Aoi-chan, there are flowers sent by that fanatical fan on your door."

I know who that rabid fan is talking about.

Since the showdown between Yuquan Pavilion and Zenyuan Naoya that day, I thought it would come to an end temporarily, but I didn't expect that things would suddenly develop in a strange direction.

Apart from the fact that the guy sent me good morning, afternoon and evening on the chat software every day, this guy is also keen on sending me flowers.

Although I told him on the first day not to do this again, the stubbornness of Mr. Zenyuan is indeed beyond my imagination.

Is this guy really serious about pursuing me?

I reluctantly took the flowers and was taken aback.

"White.. flowers?"

Miss Haruko poked her head out of the refrigerator, "It's a white dahlia, it seems that your fanatic fans seem to have changed their taste and finally stopped sending red roses. But Aoi sauce! You're secretly drinking Pepsi again! Didn't I say that, You must pay attention to the management of your body now, absolutely no carbonated drinks like this! I will confiscate it!"

I was shocked and immediately jumped up from the sofa, "Don't touch my happy water! Miss Haruko, please!"

The movement was too large, a card fell out of the bouquet, and I picked it up.

On the pure white card was written a line of elegant characters——

【Your unused beauty will go to the grave with you】?

One thing to say, the hairs all over my body stood on end at this moment, it was a terrible and absurd intuition.

The bouquet of white dahlias was pure and flawless, and all the vitality and enthusiasm seemed to stop at the moment they were picked, which made me feel ominous for no reason.

I thought of a memorial wreath.

It is absolutely impossible for Mr. Chanyuan to send the words. Let alone the style of sending flowers, the words sent by Mr. Chanyuan for many days in a row have never left a single word in a card.

Ms. Haruko also saw the card, frowned, and looked serious, "Maybe it was targeted by strange fans. I will check the monitoring with the property later. Don't worry."

She calmly picked up the bouquet of flowers, looked through them carefully, and checked to make sure there was no tracker recorder or anything like that inside. Then her stern expression relaxed a little, "I'll go down later and throw it away."

I nodded. Although the flower and the card were a little too strange, I didn't actually feel too much fear. Probably because I had been a conjurer for a long time, and I seemed to be used to losing fear of these things.

Compared to this, it is better to care more about the happy water that I am about to lose!

However, after this episode, Miss Haruko seemed to have temporarily forgotten the happy water that survived in my refrigerator. I struck while the iron was hot, and changed the subject, "Miss Haruko, what is my work arrangement?"

Miss Haruko raised her eyebrows and said in surprise, "It's rare that Aoi-chan would take the initiative to ask about work."

But still very dedicatedly took out a small notepad from his suit pocket, "Tomorrow there will be a magazine interview at 04 o'clock in the morning, an acting class by Teacher Chuanmei at 30 o'clock, a dance class at [-] o'clock, a vocal music class at [-]:[-], and a vocal class at [-]:[-] in the evening. I will meet with the producer of a variety show at six o'clock."

It was full, from eight o'clock in the morning until eleven o'clock in the evening.

I was shocked: "Do you still have to work overtime?"

Miss Haruko's notebook snapped shut, and she said indifferently, "Who told you to spare today's itinerary, so you have to squeeze all of today's original itinerary into tomorrow."

"." I instantly felt like the world was falling apart.

Miss Haruko was suddenly wary: "Is Aoi-chan going on a date with her boyfriend?"

I shook my head frantically, and retorted: "Of course not! It's a best friend! A best friend!"

Ms. Haruko's eyes were still quite suspicious, and she finally sighed and said, "It doesn't matter if it's your boyfriend. I prefer you to tell me bluntly than to cover up, so that I can prepare for public relations in advance. However, fans Being in a relationship with a female idol is very strict.. So so... If I have a boyfriend or an affair, I must be the first to know, ok?"

I nodded again.

..

It was still raining, and the road conditions were exactly as Ms. Haruko said, with potholes and puddles everywhere.Because of the continuous rain, there were very few pedestrians and vehicles on the road.

The place I agreed with the knotweed boy was a record coffee shop in the city center. It was originally a record store. The owner not only collected many out-of-print records for exhibition, but also sold some new records. At the same time, there was a small There is a coffee station and several tables for guests to rest.

I came to the store early, turned around and didn't see the boy with knotweed, so I found a seat and sat down.

In the center of the store is the latest record released by Xiao Takada and me. I am very happy to see the top one that the boss hangs up this week.

As expected of Kotakada!

It was still raining outside, but it was much less severe than the earlier rain. I thought it might be the rain that blocked the boy's footsteps.

I heard that he was going to go on a mission with his classmates before, so he must have improved a lot after returning this time.

I actually had the mentality of an old mother in my heart, I really want to go on missions with the knotweed boy.

However, the missions of conjurers are basically only done with people of the same level.Besides, the Knotweed boy probably hasn't been graded yet, why don't I write a letter of recommendation to the higher-ups. .

He took out his mobile phone and sent a few messages to the boy with knotweed.

Aoi: Knotweed boy, why are you so slow, buy me something to drink if you are late!

Aoi: Did you fall into a puddle on the way?

Aoi: Moses Moses?

Aoi: Forget it, you can walk well, be careful of the puddles!

Several messages in a row are in an unread state and there is no response.

I thought that he might not have time to look at his phone while walking on the road, so I sat in my seat and waited with peace of mind.

"jingle--"

There was a sound of opening the door, and I subconsciously looked for the sound.

The person who came was Fu Heihui.

I froze on the spot.

An ominous premonition arose spontaneously.

Fu Heihui sat across from me, uncharacteristically wearing his normal clothes, the originally stern facial features of the young man became softer and more youthful.

"What a coincidence, Fuhei boy." I said cautiously, "Do you also like to visit the record store?"

Fu Heihui shook his head expressionlessly, the corners of his mouth slightly pulled down, and he said, "I'm here to attend the appointment instead of Youren."

I subconsciously said, "Oh, that's right, the knotweed boy is too busy, right? I heard that he has been busy with missions recently, really... If you are too busy, you can tell me, our agreement can change the time ah."

But Fu Heihui didn't let me run away, she just said calmly: "Youren is dead."

Fu Heihui's eyes dimmed.

That guy who is always full of energy, recovering his sanity, facing the big hole in his chest, scratched his head helplessly at the moment before he died, and said apologetically: "It's over, tomorrow and Aoi The promise seems to be late...you will definitely be scolded to death."

"Fu Hei must explain it to me, otherwise it seems that the guy who feels buried in the ground will dig me out and question me."

This guy is really an idiot!

Although clamoring that this guy is an idiot, he still came the next day.

There is nothing he can do to save the life he wants to save, so he can only try his best to fulfill that guy's last wish.

"..Oh, that's how it is."

I looked down at the beautifully wrapped gift in my hand. It was the first signed CD of Xiao Takada and me. kind.

No chance to receive it.

Because the conjurer is likely to become a curse spirit after death, and it is also very likely to contain powerful spell power, so once the conjurer dies, he will be sent to a specific place to be incinerated and then treated specially.

There is nothing beyond real death.

"Miss Aoi, are you okay?"

I shook my head.

Unexpectedly, he accepted this fact calmly.

Conjurer is a profession closely related to death. We are used to all kinds of deaths, sudden and not sudden, so we often prefer to live in the present.

Regarding the death of the knotweed boy, I only have one question——

"When the knotweed boy died...was he alright?"

A faint surprise appeared on Fu Heihui's face, and he immediately understood my unclear question, and said: "It's very complete, and it's a decent way to die."

At least the body was intact.

I didn't ask for more details, and quickly said goodbye to Fu Hei Boy and left the record store.

The rain outside had stopped, passing by the central shopping mall square, the outdoor screen was broadcasting the news of Xiao Takada's national concert next month.

I, who had always accepted the news of my best friend's death calmly, suddenly felt quite sore in my eyes.

I couldn't help but took out my phone, clicked on the dialog box with Knotweed Boy, and typed.

Aoi: Bastard!

Aoi: Spicy chicken!

Aoi: I got a super VIP seat in the first row of Xiao Takada's national tour next month, but you have no chance!

Aoi: Serve it right!

Knotweed Boy will never see these messages again, I am so stupid, doing useless things.

Then the next second, the message prompt sounded——

Knotweed Boy: What?

Gan!It's a scam!