Single apartment, 3rd floor, in front of Musashi's house.

"Sister Musashi, please excuse me, and ask lightly, is Sister Musashi at home?"

Sasuke kept knocking on the door of the Musashi house without getting tired of it, intending to let Musashi open the door of his house. Although the writing wheel eye can constantly hypnotize and suggest Musashi, it is still impossible to achieve it overnight.

Although Musashi didn't realize that he was controlled by Sasuke's writing wheel, he still left sequelae, such as not having the memory of last night.

Click!

The door in front of Sasuke suddenly opened, almost hitting Sasuke in the face.

Sasuke took a sharp step back to prevent Musashi from actually sticking the door of his house to Sasuke's own face.

Behind the Musashi Gate, Musashi's beautiful face slowly poked its head out from behind the door, and Musashi still had a stir-fry shovel in his hand.

Musashi didn't have any memories of last night, and by the time she woke up, it was already the next morning.

Musashi didn't panic when she woke up suddenly, her subconscious told herself that she just couldn't stay up late last night and couldn't hold back to fall asleep.

Musashi knew what he was planning to do from his records, but when he got up, he was surprised to find that a few of the tricolor balls he had planned to keep for supper were gone!

If Musashi hadn't known that no one would burglary for a few tricolor marukos, Musashi would have thought that he had been knocked unconscious by someone else last night.

However, Musashi really didn't notice that the garbage can in his house contained a bag of ketchup and a bamboo skewer with three-color balls, but in the end, Musashi just thought he remembered something wrong.

Musashi, who doesn't take his tricolor maruko seriously, begins to continue his plan to determine whether Sasuke is a ghoul or not through food.

But before Musashi could finish his dinner, Sasuke had already arrived at Musashi's doorstep.

"That, little brother, what are you doing at my house?"

Sasuke had no intention of continuing to entangle with Musashi, and Chakra injected into his eyes, revealing the blood-red light and tadpole-like eyes of Magatama once again.

Writing Wheel Eye!

"This is another ghoul's Hebao, if it's possible, then give this Hebao to CCG along with the previous Hebao from Yueshan, and let them turn these things into Kuinke steel.

Of course, if it's not possible, I'll give up the Hebao of Yueshan, after all, it's just a Hebao produced by a B-class ghoul, and if you compare it to the Hebao I got today, it's still worth a little more. ”

Sasuke said this to Musashi as he handed over the Hebao he got from the spider today.

The spider's Hebao was Sasuke's only gain today, after all, ghouls were too rare in the Stabilization Zone, especially during the day.

Sasuke walked around the area and didn't find any signs of other ghouls, as if there were no ghouls in the entire area.

Musashi took the spider's Hebao from Sasuke's hand, and then nodded, the hints of the writing wheel eyes and the effect of hypnosis have begun to appear, and it seems that there is no change on the surface, in fact, Musashi's spirit has been left behind by Sasuke.

Even Sasuke, a half-man of illusion, has to admire his ancestor Indra, who was able to hypnotize others just by using the Sharingan Eye to look at each other, and you can imagine how powerful the ancestor Indra, who developed the Sharingan.

Sasuke said goodbye to Musashi, he didn't plan to continue sleeping like yesterday, but planned to hunt ghouls late at night, and now Sasuke desperately needed to catch up on sleep.

The pattern of the writing wheel eye in Musashi's eyes slowly disappeared, and the black pupils were revealed, which was the withdrawal of Sasuke who had lifted the control of the writing wheel eye over Musashi.

Musashi looked at the hallway of the empty bachelor apartment suspiciously, and felt an inexplicable feeling.

Why am I here?

I think what I was doing?

Musashi was confused for a moment, then his nose suddenly moved, and then his whole face turned black as if it were coal.

"Oops! Mother's curry rice! ”

Musashi hurriedly closed the door of his house, and then impatiently went to "save" the whole pot of curry he had carefully prepared.

Syllable!

Musashi looked at the pot of Destiny Curry in front of him without tears, and now anyone can see that this pot of curry will definitely not be a serious curry, and he will definitely not choose to eat these unknown substances.

"Fujiwara, this time the old lady is willing to kill the ghouls, if the salary can not be increased by two steps, then the old lady will dismantle your motorcycle!"

Musashi said this, and then poured what was supposed to be "curry" into his steamed rice.

That's right, Musashi has decided to give this pot of "Destiny Curry" to Sasuke to test whether Sasuke is a ghoul or not.

But then again, even if it's a normal human being, if you're really lucky enough to eat this pot of "Destiny Curry", it shouldn't end well.

"Fujiwara, let's pray that this thing won't eat the dead! Otherwise, I will turn myself in to the police, saying that you instigated me to poison other people! ”

………………………………

Anding District, bookstore.

A purple-haired, bespectacled, bumpy sits next to a glass wall in a bookstore.

This woman looked to be about twenty years old, and her face looked very kind. But for some reason, everyone who looked at her had the strange feeling of being targeted by a predator.

This feeling did not make the crazy bees and butterflies who wanted to kiss Fangze flinch, on the contrary, they continued to talk to this purple-haired woman more enthusiastically like moths to a fire.

It's just that this woman doesn't seem to like these wild bees and butterflies, and her attitude towards these wild bees and butterflies is just to stay away.

Suddenly, the purple-haired woman seemed to see something she cared about, changed her previous indifference, got up and walked towards a coffee house outside the bookstore.

Through the glass of the coffee house, you can see a beautiful young man with a personable demeanor, and the other party exudes a sense of indifference and confidence all over his body.

The wild bee wave butterfly who had surrounded the purple-haired woman before looked at the beautiful boy angrily, thinking that the other party might have an unforgettable contact with the purple-haired woman.

The purple-haired woman walked inside the café and asked for a cup of coffee, then walked over to the beautiful young man she had seen earlier and sat down.

The purple-haired woman showed a amorous smile:

"Hello, my name is Shendai Lishi, and it's a pleasure to meet you."