48 hours before "Gate of Hell" appears.

Shinjuku, Takashimaya Department Store, Witch Love Divination Cafe.

"Ah, Ayano-chan, long time no see, what a touching reunion..."

The lady Natasha, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, hugged Mochizuki Ayano with a fragrant sound.

"It's only been two months since I haven't seen you, and the dark circles under your eyes have grown like this. It's really distressing..."

"It's not that heavy...I do come over occasionally for coffee, but some willful boss who left the shop and 'just leave' naturally can't see me."

Mochizuki Ayano, who finally struggled out of the other's arms, took a sip from the coffee on the table, showing an expression of enjoyment.

"Hmm... as expected of Tanzania PEABERRY... This is just the right amount of fruity aroma, velvety delicate taste, like blackcurrant suddenly turning into chocolate aftertaste..."

Regardless of her taste and reliance on coffee, she has stayed up late to handle cases and "continues her life" with coffee, no one can beat her.

"By the way, you've been on a trip to Europe for a long time, and you're not afraid that the store will be sold when you come back?"

"Oh hehe...No way, the rainy season in Tokyo always makes people's joints sore, and it is easy to catch a cold. If you are not careful, you might even lose your life..."

Natasha took the coffee in front of her and added brown sugar gracefully.

"Then, why don't you wait until August is over before coming back? In Tokyo these two days, it's the time when the rainstorm is at its worst."

Looking at the hazy sky and the never-ending raindrops outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, Mochizuki Ayano used her golden blue eyes to curiously look at the graceful Natasha in front of her.

"that is because……"

When asked this question, Natasha's face flushed with happiness.

"A long-awaited performance is about to open in Tokyo..."

"Huh? It must be an opera or a symphony again. I really envy your casual and exaggerated life."

Mochizuki Ayano took out a photo from the bag behind her.

"I came here this time to trouble you to help me with a divination, the whereabouts of this thing..."

In the photo, it is a white mask.

"This thing..."

Natasha picked up the photo and looked at it carefully.

It was a featureless pair of white masks piled high on Don Quixote's shelves.

"As you can see, this is a grudge."

Mochizuki Ayano thoughtfully stirred the coffee with a spoon.

According to the analysis of her encounters on the dock, one of the functions of the white mask is that it can make people unable to focus on the wearer.

Even if the eyes see it, the cognition of the brain will actively ignore it, achieving the effect of forgetting it after seeing it.

Ayano Mochizuki, who happened to be able to replay what she saw objectively like a camera, was able to discover the existence of the other party by "reading through memories" at that time.

Although the appearance is very ordinary, Mochizuki Ayano used his unforgettable memory to compare his appearance, size and other details with a certain item in his memory one by one.

The results of 100% match make the identity of the resentment of the appearance of this mask ready to be revealed.

It was she who personally led the team to contain the resentment "the mask of the woman with a gaping mouth".

This thing, after being contained, was handed over to the Occult Research Institute for identification according to the procedure.

The results of the application feedback from the institute last night showed that the grudge was subjected to "permanent containment measures" because of its excessive side effects and its inability to be used stably.

"...Looking for objects is not the strength of the Tarot card... I can only try to guide you in the general direction."

Having said that, Natasha picked up a large stack of tarot cards on the side and shuffled them carefully.

"This time, even little Arcana was added?"

Looking at the large stack of tarot cards handed over by the other party, Mochizuki Ayano's expression became serious.

"Of course, this is an extra service for Ayano-chan, who hasn't seen her for two months."

A standard tarot deck consists of 78 cards, divided into 22 major arcana cards and 56 minor arcana minor cards.

The more cards used in the divination, the more accurate the results, but the greater the consumption of spiritual power for Natasha.

Thinking of the mask silently in her heart, Mochizuki Ayano hesitantly reached out and drew out a card, and placed it on the table with its back facing up.

Natasha closed her eyes tightly and put her hand on the back of the card.

The disturbing "spirits" kept coming from the position level, lingering around the two of them, making obscure whispers.

"The invisible web of destiny has already given the answer..."

After a while, Natasha opened her eyes with blue spiritual power flowing in her eyes, and quickly turned over the cards.

On the card is a bright red heart.

Above that heart, there are three long swords, piercing precisely from the center point.

Swords III, reversed.

Natasha turned the card face slowly and switched to the upright position.

This is her unique, "reversal tablet" divination.

"I feel... sadness... disappointment... pain... hurt from the outside world... betrayal from my side... the answer I've been looking for..."

Rubbing the face of the card, two lines of tears fell from her face as she murmured the interpretation.

"And... the end of eternity!"

Like an electric shock, Natasha pulled her hand away from the card, and seemed to sense something terrible.

"Ayano-chan, promise me, don't go after this thing's whereabouts..."

She excitedly held Mochizuki Ayano's hand: "I haven't seen such a dangerous and direct warning for many years."

"The answer you've been looking for?"

Looking down at the heart pierced by the sword, Mochizuki Ayano had a smile on her face for some reason.

...

44 hours before "Gate of Hell" appears.

Tokyo Metropolitan Government, Chiyoda Ward, Occult Research Institute.

"It's not yet the day for the routine physical examination. You came early, do you feel any discomfort?"

As usual, Mochizuki Koji, who was wearing a white coat and gray hair, carefully checked the data on the instrument.

"I just think that the fluctuation of pupil power is not very stable recently."

Mochizuki Ayano, who walked out of the apparatus~lightnovelpub.net~, inadvertently looked at the row of giant test tubes next to her.

These giant test tubes are filled with liquid spiritual power, which is used to isolate the resentment from the outside world, and has a certain sealing effect.

"Patriarch, have all the grudges here been sent to permanent containment?"

The last time I came, these test tubes were still soaked with fragments of the cloud outer mirror, the helmet of the Headless Horseman, the collar of the human-faced dog, and... the mask of the woman with the rip.

This time, apart from the [Human-faced Dog's Necklace] borrowed in Lesson 9, several other grudges have disappeared.

"Those things were tested and the side effects were too great, so they were sent to permanent containment according to the guidelines..."

Mochizuki Koji replied casually, his eyes focused on confirming the dense data printed on the instrument.

Immediately, his expression turned serious.

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