"Hahahaha-"

After trying to figure out the rules and using his status as a traveler stranger to make a swear nonsense, Paimon who managed to win let out a rampant laugh like Arataki Itto.

She raised her head proudly, flew to the ground suddenly, let the soles of her shoes stain the dust, and walked slowly, slowly to the kitchen door, arrogantly raising one foot and kicking the closed wooden door.

The unmoved wooden door not only shows the horror of her combat power, but also shows the determination of the wooden door to stick to it, and Paimon, who admires the spirit of the wooden door, raised his hand and patted it gently, as if he was sighing and encouraging.

"Stick to the spirit you identify with, it will be the most valuable asset of your life."

Turning his head slightly to look at Arataki Ichito, who was on his knees due to the fiasco, his body seemed to be petrified by the elemental power of the Vision, Paimon said meaningfully, and then opened the wooden door that opened inward.

The dark night faintly pressed down on Sumeru City, and the floating dark clouds obscured the moon like a sharp scimitar, and the oppressive wind swept in.

The sight was like the oppression she had when she delivered the winning blow, and it was like the desperate and godless eyes of Arataki Itto when he realized his defeat.

The pride that had poured out of the victory became even more surging against the backdrop, and Paimon let out a mock laugh and floated up slowly.

After working hard for so long, I am a little hungry in my stomach, but I don't know if it will suddenly rain this day, will the stall be put away?

But it doesn't matter, the Grand Bazaar is hidden underground, and the stalls there will never be closed due to the wind and rain, where you can get enough nutrients for your little belly.

As he passed by the living room, Paimon kindly reminded him.

"Shisui, Ayato, you see that it's going to rain, and now if you don't go to the Grand Bazaar, it's going to rain later, what are you still sitting here?"

His eyes inadvertently swept over the gift boxes piled up on the table, and the mascot was a little surprised: "Why did you suddenly buy so many gifts?" And who is that lying on the ground? ”

"The tool man from the Akademiya is much better than Tartaglia, he has everything to move things and pay bills, but his physical fitness doesn't look good."

"Wow~ It turned out to be the Sumeru version of Tartaglia."

Paimon nodded with emotion, watching the two of them sit there with their teacups in their hands and not bothering to say anything, and floated straight to the door.

She can't delay here for a while, the sky is dark and gloomy like night, and the rain should be very anxious in the future, she is such a small physique, it will not be good if she is blown away by the wind along the way.

Now it's better to hurry to the Grand Bazaar while it hasn't rained, there is a stop water, even if it really rains, they don't have to worry about traveling.

Not bothering to open the door of the Inazuma Embassy, Paimon floated directly over the wall, ignoring the empty streets for some reason, and drifting intently in the direction of the Grand Bazaar.

When she couldn't ignore it, she turned back, and after seeing the figure that carefully tested the temperature of the tea, the forced smile on her face instantly collapsed, and the mascot rushed forward.

"It's all to blame for this stupid guy Hataki! If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have spent all day in the kitchen missing the Flower God Festival! Why don't you remind me? Mmmm......"

Picking up a piece of dim sum and throwing it into Paimon's mouth, causing her reckless figure to stop, Zhishui breathed a sigh of relief and comforted, "Today, a sage from the Akademiya stepped in to stop it, and you don't have to feel sad about it, the Flower God's Birthday Festival is not over yet." ”

"But it's night now, and in a few hours, the birthday of the little auspicious grass king will be over, is it possible that you have to wait a year?"

"There's no need to wait for a long time, it's inconvenient to talk about this matter."

"Oh~ I see, there are people in Sumeru City who want to hold a big one."

Paimon said as a matter of course, "Sure enough, this is in line with Sumeru's situation, but I don't know if I can have fun in this big thing." ”

"That depends."

Zhishui didn't give an affirmative answer, just looked down at the clear tea and a thin hot mist came out, the lid of the cup covered the mouth of the cup, and gently waved his hand to close the hearing of his ears, and then closed his eyes to recuperate.

Seeing this scene, Kamisato Ayato also protected his tea.

"Boom-"

I heard a boom, and the hard wall was knocked out of a big hole by a red ghost, dust and bricks flew wildly, and Stark, who was lying on the ground and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, jumped up suddenly, and faintly emitted a scorching wave of air around him.

Arataki Ichito directly ignored the outsiders, his hands clenched into fists and pounded his chest in pain, and he shouted in grief and indignation: "Why is it already night? Obviously, when I came out to be convenient, I still watched the sky was so bright! ”

"My Fighting Insect Competition, My Champion, My Boss Dream ......"

Probably because his dreams were shattered, and because he had maintained a high level of concentration for a whole day, but had not supplemented any nutrients, Arataki Itto's knees fluttered, and he fell to the ground in despair, and the hammer that had been beating his chest had fallen on the floor tiles.

"Obviously, I've been thinking about it day and night for the past few days, and I've finally drafted a statement when I reach the top of the championship, which can not only inform those guys who are in the data flow and promote the mystery of our fetter stream, but also take advantage of the situation to expand the scale of the Arataki faction, why...... Why! ”

Arataki Itto's cry containing excitement made Kamisato Ayato can't help but look sideways slightly, and he said intimately with a little sympathy: "Brother Ichataki don't have to be so disappointed, I helped you preside over the insect fighting competition when I passed by, and I also took advantage of the situation to promote the prestige of the Arataki faction." ”

"Without Uncle Ben's passionate debut, what's the point of holding the competition? This time, the champion prize is a scarab cub carefully selected by Uncle Ben. ”

"If Brother Yidou is distressed about the prize, this is not a difficult thing, I also participated, and I was a little lucky, and I accidentally won the championship."

Kamisato Ayato stretched out his hand and pointed to the scarab cub in the corner who was locked in a cage by him: "Speaking of which, for some reason, it seems that the contestants this time all want to win the third place, and I saw several cheers." ”

"Isn't the prize for third place the cards I drew at random? How can these pieces of paper compare to the scarab cubs I have carefully selected? ”

Kamisato Ayato easily snatched Arataki Itto's attention with a single sentence, and the stupid Akaki stood up angrily, his eyes blazing with flames.

"Just a few cards that can be found everywhere on the street except for the different colors? Damn! The fact that these contestants don't have a love for fighting insects is simply tarnishing this great sport......"

"I see that it's not an ordinary card, Brother Yidou is putting out the most precious collector's edition this time, it is said that it is sold by lottery, I didn't expect Brother Yidou to be so lucky."

"Is it precious?"

Pulling out a small stack of cards with the text of the Collector's Edition printed on the lower right corner of the back of the card, Arataki Itto looked at it with a little confusion and tore it to pieces without hesitation.

"Doesn't that look even more hateful? Fighting insects is an activity with an extremely long heritage, so why do these new things shake the status of fighting insects? This is an evil thing, and I will fight evil and annihilate lawlessness! ”

Arataki Ichito has occasionally tried the card game of Seven Saints Summoning, but unfortunately this thing follows the principle that the better the card back, the easier it is to win, and he repeatedly went to the card store to draw cards, except for one more useless card in the card box, he did not once draw the card back of the collector's version.

Luck can be described as extremely bad,

In addition, in recent days, the guys in the data flow were too arrogant, so he didn't continue to pay attention to the Seven Saints Summon, but he didn't expect that the Seven Saints Summons were secretly dissatisfied and suddenly stabbed him.

"What are the data stream guys doing?"

"They are more enthusiastic about the summoning of the Seven Saints, and the insect fighting is just a leisure item in their leisure time, rather than serious entertainment, and in general, this insect fighting competition is very intense, and the weak warriors fighting each other are also very funny, and many people are interested in the Arataki faction of the Ichi Fighting Brother."

"Abominable ......"

Revenge must be taken!

Arataki Kazuto took out another stack of Collector's Edition cards, and his eyes suddenly flashed with the light of wisdom and intrigue, "I remember that there have always been many people in taverns and cafes playing the Seven Holy Summons, right?" I'm going to tear these cards off in front of them, and this kind of entertainment of just looking at the back of the cards shouldn't exist! ”