In the white room, there stood a guy in a black tight leather suit. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info he was facing away from the door, staring up at a blazing white light bulb on the high ceiling.

Looking up at the face, I don't know if it's because it's irradiated by the scorching white light or because it's 'naturally beautiful', this face is not normal. But the owner of the face seems to be in pursuit of a certain style, such a pale face, with the most contrasting black eye makeup - eyeliner, eyeshadow, and even the lip color is a dark dark red. That's right, the kind of visual kei non-mainstream, that's it.

Well, to be fair, it's just a pretty loyal gothic style, but this kind of makeup is not suitable for a brightly lit white environment. Ideal for black-and-red, even fanatical scenes, such as, well, a gothic concert that celebrates the theme of blood and death. Not in such a white room anyway.

Let's go straight to it, this person is the leader of the Demon Banquet Toredo, the lead singer of a certain band, the name is Eli, the surname is En, and he claims to be Toledo.

"What time is it? Eli turned his head without warning, his eyes with overly dilated pupils, at the man who was opening the door to enter. An average middle-aged man, both in size and appearance, may still be remembered as Arthur, the guy who was strongly condemned by a letter of complaint from some real Toredo, who lost his job, went to a concert, and then 'sublimated his life'.

Arthur's movements were a little out of order, the document in his hand shook in front of him a few times before clipped to his side, and he glanced at the watch on his wrist, "Two o'clock in the afternoon." ”

The dark red lips pushed the corners of the mouth and curved to the side, and it was a smile. Eli turned his gaze away and continued to look at the light bulb above his head, not knowing who he was talking to, "It's two o'clock, it shouldn't be directly above, move." ”

Then, somewhat unbelievably, the blazing white bulb responded to Eli's words and began to move to one side on the high ceiling, in the direction of west.

Eli looked at the slow-moving light bulb, nodded in satisfaction, walked to the couch in the white room, and sat down, "Say, Arthur, what's the matter with you again." He picked up the wine bottle on the wine table, and after taking a sip, the dark lips began to turn red, "Don't interview, don't perform......" impatiently, "As my agent, it's your job to push this kind of thing away." If every time something like this happens, you have to trouble me, I wonder if it was the right decision to keep you alive. ”

Arthur's face was very ugly, "It's not the band's business, it's something else." Central ......"

The reddish lips are even redder, and I don't know if it can turn bright red after taking such a sip of this bottle of 'wine', "Chu? "Not very interested," What's wrong with the middle? If it's a trivial matter like the demon calling in another group of helpers, don't waste my time, I don't care about what those soul aliens do. He raised an eyebrow and winked at Arthur, "If it's about Nophil, I'd like to hear it." ”

It's actually very difficult to talk to this kind of person, because you can see it, he doesn't give others a chance to communicate, 'I want to hear you say that one plus one equals two, if you open your mouth, you don't say one plus one equals two, don't open your mouth.' That's pretty much what it feels like.

Arthur stood there for a moment with an ugly expression, "It's okay. "Turn around and get ready to go.

"Hah!" Eli shook his wine glass at Arthur, "Don't go, come here, I'm kidding you~" He patted the sofa cushion next to him like a pet, "Come, what are you going to say, you know, I encourage you to speak~"

If you remember how this Arthur experienced the 'sublimation of life', you can understand the irony in this statement.

Arthur's face did not improve in the slightest, but he still obediently sat next to Eli, "The people in the middle have come to ......" The document in Arthur's hand has been taken and opened by Eli 'consciously', so Arthur automatically shut up. The last time he was encouraged, or even urged, by Eli, he saw hell with his own eyes and went into hell.

Eli's reading speed was quite fast, and each page of the document only stayed for four or five seconds, and he quickly turned it over, and casually threw the document back to Arthur, raising an eyebrow, "So the clue to our arrangement has finally been opened." ”

Arthur didn't have any sense of belonging to this 'us', and when he became one of 'us', the clue was already there.

Eli tilted his head and tugged at the corners of his mouth, "It's actually a blessing from a group of hunters." This is a reluctant statement.

Arthur spoke, there were some things that he personally cared about, "We lost some people when the hunters noticed it......" Note the title, although there is no belonging to 'us', but, after all, now a member of 'us'. I should be able to understand what this we, what it is, it's the Demon Banquet Toredo.

Eli tilted his head and came over, very disdainful, "I don't care, it's enough for someone alive to send this news back." As he spoke, he looked at Arthur, "In the fan letters in this city, choose some suitable people to come out." He bent the corners of his mouth again and smiled, "You know what to do, and we, the most important thing we don't lack, is 'people'." ”

I still remember that the Demon Banquet Torredo used the way of mailing the blood vials to the fans, and carried out a large-scale inferior inheritance.

Arthur's face showed signs of force, and he was trying his best to control the expression on his face, and lowered his head, "Yes." "Answered.

It's hard not to notice Arthur's mood change, but does Eli care? Not at all, "Also, don't forget to ask those guys to keep an eye on Nophie's whereabouts in the reply letter I sent this time." Tut. Eli pursed his lips, "Some time ago, I could still receive a report that they were lurking underground in the city, selling blood to maintain their daily lives, and they were still clearly planning something, why is there no news at all during this time, I am disappointed." ”

Of course not, because Nophile went to Barton. It's just that these two people here can't know.

"Yes. Arthur could only continue to keep his head down and should go down.

Eli's face returned to a smile and tilted his head to look at Arthur, "Is there anything else?"

Arthur didn't answer, just stood up and walked away. It was a terrible conversation.

And this conversation will replace a participant and then continue. Because after Arthur walked out of this white room, new people came in.

Eli's role in this upcoming new conversation is positioned as the newcomer comes in and his first expression appears. It is not the oppressor of the dominant position at all, it is the oppressed side.

The person who came in stopped directly at the door, with a mockery on his face that he had no intention of concealing, and looked at the blazing white light bulb on the high ceiling and slightly west, "Is this your new toy, 'Manual Sun'?"

"I thought you were busy, how did you have time to come to me. Eli's expression now is as ugly as Arthur's just now, "Lesembou......"

"Mayor. Interrupting directly, "I need to hire a master of etiquette for you, who will teach you how to call you?" The mocker still had a smile on his face. If you remember Arthur, you must also remember the mayor of Lesembra, who claimed that 'everything in this city, including people, is his property'.

There was a brief silence, accompanied by a twitch twitching at the end of Eli's black eyeliner, "What are you doing here, Mayor!"

Seeing that the gaze above his head that he called the 'Manual Sun' shifted to the bottle in Eli's hand, Lesembra spoke, "Check if you stole anything from me." ”

It must have been on purpose, Eli tilted his head, emptied the bottle of liquid, and slammed his mouth, "A smell of freedom, so, no, not your 'precious citizen'." ”

"That's good. Lesenbra's smile seemed to be fixed on his face, and he turned slightly sideways, facing Eli's direction, it seemed that he was not going to waste a step, and took another step into this room, "Then, don't waste time, I'm here to praise you." We're pretty happy with your little gesture in the middle......"

Interrupted, it was a tiny revolt in the midst of being suppressed, "I don't know what you're talking about. ”

Lesenbra didn't care about the interruption at all, "Now you don't have to hide anything boringly, you know that Toredo is in Barton, and we, we know that Toledo is in Barton." "This is describing two things, oh, the 'we' in the back is the Demon Feast, the meaning of these two separate words, it's quite obvious, isn't it, Eli - this Demon Feast Toredo, is not included in the 'we' - the Demon Feast, "You, we, each have their own ideas about this Toledo, hehe, for some reason, these respective ideas, are different, but, I still want to praise you, you have done something that we agree with." ”

Eli didn't seem to want to respond to this long paragraph of unclear words, and opened a new bottle of wine. Please continue, his lip color is expected to become bright red.

Lesenbra still didn't care, "But I'm kind enough to remind you that you made a mistake." It could take things where you don't want them to go. ”

Eli's face twitched as he tilted his head, and now he was the one who remained silent and needed to control his facial expressions. Retribution came so quickly.

"You shouldn't add the hunter to your forged whereabouts in the middle, Robert, who has been disposed of by Toredo at Barton. Lesembra said his words unhurriedly, if it weren't for the fact that there was nothing worth stopping in this white room, probably his eyes would not have been on Eli.

"Tsk!" Eli finally responded, but that was all there was to it.

"You must be commended. Lesenbra tilted his head, "Considering the complicated relationship between Georgina, the hunter, James Lance, and Barton Toredo, it is predicted that even if Robert fails, the two of them will still be able to get out safely, and a backup plan for the two of them to escape has been buried in advance." Unfortunately, I can now regret to tell you that your prediction was completely wrong, and they failed. However, this backup plan deserves praise. ”

Eli's eyes were slightly red as he glared at Lesembra, and he had a complete response, "My plan has nothing to do with you! I don't need your praise! No! I don't need any evaluation from you!"

"Don't be so naïve. Having said that, Lesembra must have put a smile on his face, "What are you doing in the Federation, we all know that you have succeeded, but we have allowed it, you have failed, hehe, the same, we have allowed it." So, we're evaluating your every move, and I think it's time for you to accept that fact. ”

Probably trying to make a point, Lesembra looked up again and looked at the light bulb on the ceiling. Every move, as I just said, should it also include the meaning of this new toy?

"I'll inform you as a courtesy. Well, Lesenbra was smiling at a light bulb, "We, we've recently discovered that there are some things that can't be replaced by others. ”

It was a very serious statement, and it proved that the bottle in Eli's hand had shattered, adding a splash of bright red to the white room. Unfortunately, we don't see that his lips have completely changed color.

"What do you mean?!"

"Oh. Lesenbra turned back to Eli, "Don't you understand, do you need me to explain?" The fixed smile finally changed, and it was even more severe, "Okay." His finger only thought about the ceiling, "When there is a real Toredo who can walk in the sun, somewhere." Why, to waste time and wait, here you can only do the 'simulated daywalk' game guys, become Toredo. ”

"You ......"

This contains a specific emotion, which is interrupted at the beginning.

"We've given you so much time, and even a generation of memories, 'Toledo is from the Feast' has become common sense......" Remember, Seth from the West once told Zach a joke - Isn't Torredo from the Feast, "but, where we are now, you, are still doing such boring things here." Pointing to the ceiling, without a hint of false taunt, "And I'm sorry, have you been out today, Mr. Eli 'Toledo'? ”

"You ......"

If it is more about a specific emotion, it is the same as being interrupted by a smiling Lesembra at the beginning.

"And recently, in Barton's Kozier and Darcy, there have been reports that Barton Torredo has no objection to working with us. You can think about it from our point of view, do we still need to wait for you? ”

"What are you ......" this time without interrupting, "are you going to remove us from the alliance!"

"Does the alliance refer to our Demon Feast? As if it was a question, but it wasn't, "Did you misunderstand something, we never said that you are already a member of the Demon Feast, you are, the Demon Feast, yes." Only when you actually take the Toredo surname will you be a member of the Feast. But, you don't. ”

Eli was about to do something, or what he said, it didn't matter, Lesembra took a step back and walked out of the room, "Pay attention to your words and deeds, you know what we, the Demon Feast, do with our own, property." (To be continued.) )