(Girls' Literature) A small white round table, matching carved wooden chairs, and an unknown liquid with a fragrance.

On a small platform where no one will bother, facing the endless void, gently sip the strange liquid in the cup, and experience the emptiness and loneliness of "not seeing the ancients before and not seeing the comers".

This is the normal life of the goddess of fate.

"I sincerely suggest that you sit down and have a drink."

Klotto gently shook the delicate blue and white porcelain cup in his hand, and the slightly brown liquid swayed slightly, releasing a richer fragrance.

"No, I'm going to wait for the master to come back."

A girl dressed as a maid stood behind the side of a chair, uncompromising, like an awkward child.

"Pan Chan, it's okay, sit down first."

Sitting on the carved wooden chair next to the girl, the silver-haired girl in a green dress comforted her, but her eyes were staring at Kloto in front of her.

"Hmm......"

Pandora pouted reluctantly, then dragged out a chair and sat down at the table.

"Ding~"

The sound of the bottom and holder of the cup shutting sounded without warning, accompanied by the sudden appearance of an unknown liquid.

"Taste it, it's delicious."

He glanced suspiciously at the smiling Croto, and gently lifted it with the cup holder, and an indescribably wonderful fragrance came in from his nose.

"Hmm......"

Gently, take a sip.

The bitter taste flooded the tip of the tongue, and then suddenly there was a trace of sourness, as if countless bubbles came out of the mouth one by one, and then burst again, turning into a thick sweetness......

"That...... Can you tell us where the Guardian has gone? ”

The silver-haired girl on one side spoke.

"Drink a little more, drink a little more, and I'll tell you."

It should be said that it is better to be too enthusiastic, or is it better to have other intentions......

“……”

Squeeze the handle tightly, then cover your mouth, tilt your head, and drink it all.

Even though it's been a long time before brewing, it's still going to be hot if you drink the whole cup like this......

"Is that so?"

Unexpectedly, there was a hint of coldness on his face that was always soft.

"Ah, I didn't expect to be so anxious."

"This doesn't taste good at all!" Pandora suddenly complained and put the cup back on the table, "Tell Pan Sauce where the owner is!" ”

"Well, I can tell you now. Because we're already accomplices. ”

The smile is even brighter.

"Just now, he has been drunk into our stomach~"

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Yellow.

Endless yellow.

Continuously, stretching to the end of the horizon.

In this world, only wild sand remains.

The scorching light fell from the sky and turned into a dizzying heat wave, constantly slapping at the few creatures in this land, making everything fall into a dead silence.

"Rustle."

"Rustle."

The sound of fine and continuous sand rubbing, from far to near, dragged a winding trail slowly closer.

A desert snake that had just emerged from the shady ground crawled lazily on the sand, occasionally spitting out scarlet snake letters, feeling its surroundings and trying to find suitable prey.

Then, as if sensing something, the snake letter that had just been spit out quickly retracted, and then, with a lower head, it plunged into the yellow sand, as if fleeing some fear.

"Rustle, rustle."

Swift and continuous sounds, coming from afar, like a tide, accompanied by large shadows.

The shadow approached rapidly, turning into a large black wave, and on closer inspection, it turned out to be hundreds of huge scorpions, like armies, speeding forward in neat steps.

The corpion army approached quickly, and soon reached the slightly sunken basin.

Desert snakes still lurk deep underground, so that they can burrow out in search of food after these predators have passed.

But laziness always comes at a price.

And the price of this is likely to be life.

Without warning, a hot pair of pincers, as if made of steel, plunged into the ground, facing where the desert serpent was lurking, and then slammed into it.

The shiny scales, which reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight, splattered with blood.

However, before the scorpion, which had just swallowed the food, could enjoy the delicious food slowly, it suddenly stopped in place.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, black light shot out of its body, breaking through the back shell as hard as steel.

Then, it turned back again, and at every joint of it, flashed.

Black plasma, with a shattered steely crust, splattered and shot all the way to its companion's body.

Then, as if there was a chain reaction, the sound of the hard shell shattering spread in an instant.

A jet-black streamer kept shuttling through the scorpion army, and everywhere it passed, black blood, black shells, and huge iron tongs and stingers, flew and danced angrily, as if there was a vicious clown, using the stumps of these poor creatures to do the bloodiest ball-throwing juggling.

There is no power to resist.

Senseless slaughter.

It's just for a moment.

When the sharp hook of the first scorpion finally reached its highest point, it was all over.

The jet-black streamer stopped, and gradually turned into a graceful figure.

The black tights are still clean and tidy, and there is not the slightest trace of blood.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ”

A crisp burst of applause rang out suddenly, and it passed through the space without any real feeling.

The world suddenly twisted violently.

Like, a pool of swaying spring water, no matter how realistic the original reflection is, when it should be dispersed, it will eventually disperse.

The yellow sand receded into an empty room, and the jumping lights on the walls carved with metal circuits around it slowly went out one after another.

The graceful black figure turned around, revealing a slightly cold face.

"What are you going to do?"

The voice is cold and crisp.

"That's it, don't you welcome me?"

The young man, who had just taken a few steps, stopped, touched his nose, and his handsome face evoked a wry smile.

"If it's okay, don't bother me, if you have these idle feelings, you might as well help that adult solve some troubles."

"In the current Garden of Eden, as long as we don't look for trouble, will there be trouble coming to us?"

There was no answer, only the sound of the zipper being unzipped, harsh, and seductive.

The jade-like smooth back makes the fine beads of sweat as crystal clear as dewdrops.

"Hey, don't do that, I'm a man anyway."

The man turned away in embarrassment, with the same wry smile on his face as ever.

"For people who don't care, why care about his opinion."

"Okay, okay, then what he says, you'll always care."

The halfway off hand suddenly stopped.

"What's the matter?"

A black light crossed an elegant arc in the air and accurately fell into the girl's hand.

"Black card? What is the mission this time? ”

"Go to the freshman auction and then anonymously auction off a freshman at all costs." The man turned his back to him and lazily said, "Make sure you finish it, you might get a reward for being touched on the head and saying, 'Twilight you're so cute.'" ”

Another black glow, flashing, and then stagnating in front of the man.

Between the two fingers that stretched out slightly, a black short blade was casually clamped, and the cold light shone.

"Ah, I'm still not very popular."

The man's fingers loosened slightly, and the black short blade flew back along the same path as if it had a spirit.

"If there is an accident and the auction is not obtained, go and test that child, if the strength is strong enough, keep it, if it is too weak, ......"

The words are still unfinished, but they contain a touch of indifference.

"I see. What about the name? ”

The cold voice was finally mixed with a little interest.

"Kazama Raising the Feather."

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"Hey, I know you're awake. Don't pretend. ”

Dark.

It's still dark.

My head was groggy, and I was stuck in that dream, unwilling to wake up.

However, there are people who have been whispering in their ears.

"Hey, wake up."

"Hmm......"

There is light, a dim light that penetrates through the pupils.

Kazama slowly opened his eyes, and then saw a young man's face, through the glass.

"Hey, you're alright."

The boy's face is slightly thin, not handsome, but attractive, and very approachable.

"Uh...... It's okay......"

Kazama wanted to say this subconsciously, but when the voice came to his mouth, it turned into a "hmm" sound.

My mouth seems to be unexpectedly heavy, this feeling...... Something is sealed?!

Then, he began to realize that not only his mouth was sealed, but also his hands and feet were tightly bound by something! What's even more exaggerated is that he is now thrown into a cylindrical glass-like container like an experimental subject, because he was unconscious just now, so now his body is curled up and sitting in it, and his posture is quite strange.

This...... What's going on...... Memories flood in and pass by.

I finally remembered the unidentified liquid called the "Brain of Chaos".

Really...... It's obviously an educational institution similar to a school.,Why is there such a thing as suddenly becoming unconscious because of drinking an unknown liquid.,And,Now this situation.,No matter how you look at it, it's supposed to be a kidnapping.,It's a legendary kidnapping!

"Hmm, hmm......"

Kazama struggled to make a little noise to express his desire to speak.

"No...... I can talk to you, but I can't let you out, after all, ......"

The boy squatted in front of Kazama's slightly tilted head and said softly, if it weren't for his eyes looking at him, Kazama would have felt that the other party was talking to himself.

"I'm a caretaker......"

Watchman? Other words...... Is it an accomplice of the man who put me in the situation I am in?

Kazama shook his head dejectedly, he thought he was a good person who could save him, but he didn't expect it......

It seems that you can only rely on yourself.

Thinking like this, Kazama struggled to twist and adjust his body slightly, allowing his vision to see what was going on around him.

Then, he froze.

Around him, in the dim light, there were rows of glass cylinders, each of about ten, as if he were himself in a cylindrical glass tube; And inside these transparent glass cylinders, there are young boys and girls who are tied up and their mouths are sealed like themselves!

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