Personality is to like [Comprehensive]

"So, the behind-the-scenes manipulator of this Jungle... is eyeing us?"

Standing behind the bar, Kusanagi Izumo wiped his cup slowly, summed up the center of the incident, and spoke in a very flat tone.

"But, isn't it too weird?"

Ten bundles of Tatara were printed out, the information interface of the JUNGLE task - to collect information about the "red monster", photos, videos, and text descriptions are all acceptable, and the reward points will vary depending on the target.

He lists them from bottom to top.

"Although he just joined, the little monkey ranked fifth. No matter how you think about it, it was a matter of the center last time. His hacking technology was leaked... But in the field of the King of Gold, there shouldn't be any information leaked. "

"The fourth is me, and the third is Kusanagi, you. These are all reasonable, but—"

Tapping lightly on the first and second photos with fingertips, there was a "crash clatter" sound, and even Takuya Tara, who has always had a big heart, frowned slightly this time, which made people worry about this. level of difficulty.

"Why is Yayoi's reward higher than Wang's?"

Then his next sentence immediately broke the original atmosphere - only ten bunches of Tatara's shocked faces were seen, and he slapped his thigh: "Could it be, is the other party a lolicon?!"

HOMRA: ...

The bar became very quiet for a while.

Directly ignoring Shizuta Tara's speech, Fushimi Saruhiko swiped the terminal and continued to report his findings.

——After learning that JUNGLE released HORMA-related missions, he knew himself and the enemy, and won all battles. He immediately downloaded the program that had been deleted, and began to analyze this forum.

"JUNGLE was originally just an anonymous forum that became popular overnight, and later developed a derivative game section. Players can complete tasks, get points, and upgrade. The levels are J-level, U-level, and N-level. , G-level, L-level, E-level.”

"Quests are usually issued by high-level players. It is known that the person who posted that task is one of the highest-level J-level players. And this forum contains a lot of seemingly inconspicuous but meaningful tasks among the large number of tasks. s project."

"Except for HOMRA, they seem to be interested in... both 'kings' and 'outsiders'."

Projecting the screen into mid-air, Fushimi Sarubigu explained at his own pace.In the end, his fingers stayed on some rumored screenshots collected.

"And, there are rumors that after JUNGLE becomes an N-level player, he can obtain 'superpowers'."

Izumo Kusanagi sighed faintly, put down the goblet that had just been airlifted from the UK and was full of historical rituals, and felt that his FLAG of "greying before getting old" was getting more and more.

"JUNGLE...Indeed, even some children in our family are playing. The other party has a huge and untraceable mass of eyes and ears offline. The most troublesome are ordinary people who have too much energy to use young people."

It is a tacit understanding among the kings not to attack ordinary people.

The young man tapped the table with one hand, and made a decision after a while.

"I would like to inform everyone that you have been restrained recently and don't cause trouble for me. It's best to travel together and try to avoid shooting. Especially for those newcomers who have just come in, call Chitose and the others, and send some old people to watch over them, so as not to cause trouble."

Since Zhou Fangzun never refuses anyone, there is actually no threshold for joining HOMRA, as long as you can pass the "ceremony".This has also led to uneven quality of HOMRA members, a huge base, and difficult management.

"Ten Shu, there are still vacant rooms upstairs, you can move in these few days first, and I will accompany you to pick up your luggage later - this time, I am serious, don't refuse."

Ever since Anna Kushina made such a prophecy, Izumo Kusanagi has been very concerned about the safety of Tokusuta Tara, even to the point of being a little nervous.

"Hi hi~ I understand."

Smiling and stretching his arms, he patted Kusanagi Izumo's hand resting on the bar, and Toshita Tara's voice was soft and clear: "It's okay, it's okay, Brother Kusanagi, take it easy, there will always be a way!"

The pressure accumulated in my heart, like the first snow melted by the warm sun, faded a little bit, Kusanagi Izumo slapped the back of Tara's hand ten times with a smile and cursing, and said: "If only I really wanted it to be as easy as you said. ... I will accept your auspicious words."

Toku Tatara gave a thumbs up: "Trust me, Brother Kusanagi! I won the lottery ticket today, very lucky!"

Fushimi Saru Hiko stoically ended the terminal projection.

He couldn't understand—it was obviously a very urgent and serious situation, why the group of people in front of him were laughing and joking, as if they were not worried at all.

The disordered optimists had an unavoidable conflict with his own rational thinking, which inevitably made him feel uncomfortable, as if something had invisibly separated him from this organization.

In other words, this feeling has already appeared since the first day Fushimi Saruhiko chose to join HOMRA, but——

"Fushimi-kun!"

Not paying attention to the conversation between the "adults" at all, the two little lolis were playing with the pile of hair ties just now.

Today's lucky winner was finally decided. Yayoi Aoki, who was wearing a top hat, pulled Anna Kushina, who had changed into a hair tie, and ran to Fushimi Saruhiko hand in hand.

She straightened her waist, as if she was trying to make herself look taller—in fact, with the help of the top hat, she finally got what she wanted, a little taller than Kushina Anna.

Yayoi Aoki's eyes sparkled, and her tone was excited, as if she was giving the boy a secret code that only the two of them knew.

She called out happily again: "Fushimi-kun...!"

"...I see. Don't make any noise, just like Misaki."

Fushimi Saru Hiko pursed his lips, moved his gaze to the right, and was once again occupied by purple-red eyes.

He noticed that the one chosen by the two was the one he bought in the first place.

Kushina Anna's eyes were also sparkling, even if she had no expression, it did not prevent her from being happy in a serious manner: "Thank you... Fushimi-kun."

Fushimi Saru Hiko seriously suspects that Anna Kushina is the number one fan of Yayoi Aoki in the entire HOMRA: she wears the same style of skirt as her idol, and her address is also similar.

...even the painful "straight ball" is exactly the same.

After a moment of silence, the boy nodded slightly: "It's fine if you like it."

[However, this feeling of "playing house" is not disgusting. 】

【...At least for now. 】

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Although Kusanagi Izumo told HOMRA to be vigilant, it didn't mean to make everyone shrink back and panic at home, but that they needed to pay more attention to safety.

Kushina Anna has been Zhou Fangzun's leg pendant all this time because she likes red, so there is nothing to worry about, but Yayoi Aoki, who always likes to go out for a stroll, is a bit of a headache.

Today is also the day to go to Yuzhu Pagoda to report and get some snacks by the way.

Izumo Kusanagi drove her specially, and sent her to the door, and with those eyes through the mask, which seemed to be filled with "Have you drunk fake wine, wake me up", told the rabbit to take their little girl to the door. Send back to HOMRA.

Watching Kusanagi Izumo's expensive car leave, Yayoi Aoki sighed maturely, and patted Rabbit's arm: "Mr. Izumo is more loving. Worrying. I will trouble you."

The rabbit immediately took a step back respectfully, and saluted Yayoi Aoki: "...No, this is my honor, Lord Yayoi."

"Then let's set off."

Yayoi Aoki looked up at the sky, and could see a corner of the giant metal monster from the clouds.

She smiled: "Sky Empire...it sounds very impressive."

The promise to the King of Gold, "If you have time, go to the sky to see it", has come to be fulfilled.

The airship prepared for this meeting had long been parked aside, and was led to the airship by the rabbit. Yayoi Aoki looked at the ground that became smaller and smaller through the small square window.

The figures of people are almost invisible; and those light-polluted buildings with curtain walls are just beautiful, shining small squares from the air.

The only thing worth noting is the towering Imperial Pillar Pagoda.

Stepping on the clouds, all the mortals in the world seem to be insignificant things that are not worth mentioning.Here is another world isolated from the "world".

Yayoi Aoki suddenly thought of the Magician of Flowers.

After interfering with the fate of a certain girl with a playful mood, he clearly saw the ending through clairvoyance, and then left without hesitation, and came to the ideal land of Avalon, where he imprisoned himself in the "tower" .

Since then, because he cannot die, he has always witnessed the human world until the end of the world.

【Merlin... on the tower, will he see the same scenery? 】

Involuntarily becoming more curious about the first king, Yayoi Aoki turned to look at the rabbit: "Can you tell me about that Adolph K. Weitzman."

Rabbit handed over a letter.

"The emperor said, if you ask about the first king, Yayoi-sama, I will send you this letter. That is not the past that we can talk about."

Yayoi Aoki did not immediately take over.

Her eyes fell on the envelope, the handwriting sprinkled with gold powder: the pen is full of ink, penetrating through the back of the paper, like a silver hook painted on iron, showing sharpness in every part, and calm and reserved when picking up the pen, and the heavy feeling after precipitation hits her face .

It is a character worthy of the name "Guochang Road Dajue".

She propped her cheek with one hand, and asked back: "Then what if I didn't ask?"

Rabbit smiled, but did not speak.

Yayoi Aoki also stretched out his hand and took the letter with his fingertips.

Opening the envelope and unfolding the letter, the rabbit has consciously moved away a few steps away to avoid suspicion, and turned his head to one side. The same handwriting jumped into view, but she felt that her hands became heavy.

That's the "secret" weight.