"What?! That incident that year was shrouded in the fog of fate and troubled me for more than 20 years..."

Hearing the words "Aokigahara Sea of ​​Trees", "Fate Sacrifice" first exclaimed in a low voice, and then agreed with Kotomine Jiro's request in a 180-degree turn: "If it is true, even if you pay some price, I will pay you a price. I would also like to take a shot!"

"It's so good... Hahahaha... In this world, there is no one who can escape the cooperation of the two..."

Although it had been expected, but the promise of these two people was so smoothly received on the spot, Kotomine Jiro smashed the desk in front of him with a mad laugh: "This time, I will not only uproot the Soul Eliminator Association, but also let The 'honeymoon period' of slayers and rulers is falling apart!"

Three minutes later.

"...The flower of evil will eventually spread across the earth."

After whispering the closing remarks, Kotomine Jiro closed the laptop in front of him, put on the black robe on the hanger, put on a mask without any patterns, and got up and walked out of the basement.

When he came to the center of the courtyard, his back stretched out a pair of black wings that were condensed from resentment, and they rose into the sky in the wind and dust...

Soaring in the night sky like a goshawk, he soon came to the sky above Kasai Rinkai Park.

In the middle of the night, this man-made seaside park with lush vegetation is empty, only the colorful Ferris wheel dazzlingly flashes, reflecting neon lights on the mirror-like artificial sea.

Kotomine Jiro's wings were shrunk, and his toes were on the top of the Ferris wheel, which is known as the "highest in Japan", and his eagle-like eyes glanced around.

"You came."

The weak old voice came from the cockpit of the Ferris wheel under his feet.

A ragged, scrawny homeless man who seemed to die at any moment was lying motionless in the cockpit under his feet.

"Teacher... I'm sorry, I took a few laps around the neighborhood, and it took a little time."

Not surprised by the sudden sound, Kotomine Jiro bowed slightly, greeted him humbly and politely, and then sat on the ceiling of the Ferris wheel.

"It's okay, it's always right to be careful. After all, you and I are old enemies in the organization, and it's not good to be seen by others."

The filthy homeless man in the cockpit not only accepted the honorific title of the president of the Aum Shinrikyo Association, but instead warned softly with the appearance of an old god: "Although those two agreed to help, they are not. You have to be ready for the burgeoning Spirit Eliminator Association to start.”

"Tokimoto Ichiro's sudden provocation, coupled with Sousuke Araki who appeared out of nowhere... I still can't see what the association is planning."

"Teacher, it took me ten years of hard work to cultivate these idiots into today's 'God's favored ones', isn't it just for 'that thing'?"

Kotomine Jiro spread out his palm and played with the condensed whirlwind at his fingertips, his eyes full of resentment.

"I finally managed to persuade those two to join forces. Even if the entire Aum Shinri will be compensated, I will completely destroy the association and pave the way for the props. Instead, it's your plan, teacher..."

"After last night, I don't need them anymore. I thought that thing would waste their time for a few years, or lead them to die, but I didn't expect the progress to be smoother than expected, allowing our plan to proceed to the next step ahead of schedule. ."

In the cockpit, the homeless man stood up with difficulty, opened the cabin door with a creak, and stared blankly at the dark and quiet Binhai Park below.

"On the contrary, if some things are not 'finished' as soon as possible, I am afraid it will cause suspicions from the association and the royal family..."

He stepped out and turned back to Kotomine Jiro with a slight smile: "The timing is just right to clear the association now! Just let it go, and I will make corresponding arrangements here..."

"Without the interference of the Spirit Removal Association, the yin and yang dormitory and the blind ninth lesson can no longer prevent us from entering the royal family's 'treasure house'."

Then, he fell straight from the top of the 33-story Ferris wheel, which is called "Japan's No. 1", and turned into a small pool of meat sauce on the ground. .

"After so many years, have you finally reached that point?"

Without even glancing at the "suicide scene" below, Jiro Kotomine fluttered his black wings with indifference and shot straight into the sky.

"Whether it is physiological or social, human beings are such fragile creatures... Only the 'God's favored ones' who are constantly evolving like us are qualified to continue to survive in this world."

……

Three days after the "Yoshihara Yanshang" incident.

Somewhere in Harajuku, Tokyo.

In the basement where there is no daylight, the only light source is the LED light tube that is on 24 hours a day.

Bounded by a tidy and cold straight corridor, there are separate cells of about 5 square meters on the left and right, with nothing but an unobstructed toilet and a tatami futon.

On the iron railing where the cell and the aisle intersect, there are faintly engraved runes.

The walls and floors in all directions were not only engraved with a large number of runes, but also covered with dense rune papers.

"Give me back my divine power... No, you don't come here... Hmm..."

"I've said it all, I was wrong, please forgive me... It hurts, it's not allowed there..."

One after another, a low roar that seemed to be crazy, echoed intermittently in the corridor.

"Uh, ah, ah, I really didn't kill you on purpose. If you want to blame the president, it's him who asked us to collect sacrifices..."

In the one-person cell, there is a man in a prison uniform, squatting in the corner and crying~lightnovelpub.net~ bastard, come on, watch my 'Haifang Master Power', and I will fight with you! ! ! "

There were also men in restraint suits, braces and rubber caps, slamming into the ground and walls frantically.

"Hey, Mr. police officer... We have explained everything that should be explained. How long will we be locked up with these ghostly and noisy mental illnesses?"

A strong, strong man with a dark blue prison uniform that could not cover his bulging chest was leaning on the iron bars and shouting loudly towards the aisle.

"That's right, for the sake of the good food and environment, and the fact that you can read comics and newspapers and take a bath, we have put up with that mentally ill person who calls himself 'No. 3'. As a result, three more came in yesterday... "

"The ventilation is not good, and there is no sunshine. Looking at these horrible spells every day and listening to the screams of these crazy people, sooner or later we will go crazy too."

In the cell next door, another sturdy man with a strong physique heard the probe and echoed loudly.

"Hey, idiot brother... As long as you enter this "Harajuku Underground Secret Prison", which specializes in detaining "supernatural criminals", don't think about going out. "

In the third cell diagonally opposite the two, there was a hoarse and disdainful voice.

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