The status of a witch and her ability to use magic freely made Ryji bold enough to go to the source of her curiosity.

Under the waterfall there is a pool of irregularly shaped pools less than half a meter deep. The water is crystal clear, and there is not a trace of impurities in sight, and the impact of the waterfall keeps the surface of the water swaying slightly, with pale golden ripples cascading on top of each other, and at the end of the ripples is a stone platform built in the middle of the pool.

The platform is shaped like a gray Mayan pyramid with its pointed head cut off, and is surrounded on all sides by isosceles trapezoids of the same shape with smooth polished edges. Above the platform, the same stone was used to create a stand for the knife, and a black knife with a blade length of about 80 cm was placed on it.

The handle of the black sword is engraved with many intricate and ornate patterns, and the perimeter is wrapped with beige straw strings and white imperial coins, and several runes are also affixed to it. These runes are different from runes that can be taken off at any time, their scope of influence and time are more extensive and far-reaching, and they are also quite difficult to make, which is not something that ordinary witches can figure out with a little study.

I don't see the three moons today. The last time we met, this beautiful humanoid monster who came and went like the wind left a deep impression on Rij, as well as a lot of mysteries. With a lot of doubts, she can't come to a conclusion by racking her brains alone, and Riji has a lot of things she wants to ask her.

The night of the red moon was pressed for time, and the desire to find her sister was very urgent, and it occupied the whole mind, so that she ignored everything related to the three days and moons. Now that the matter is settled, calm down, and the desire to talk to Mirizuki is very strong.

The platform in the center of the pool, the black knife on the knife holder, constantly exuded a strong attraction to her, as if whispering in her ear.

- Come and touch me.

In addition to the sound of the rushing water of the waterfall falling, the sound of rapid breathing in the chest cavity was only the whisper of the black sword.

Ruiji turned into a magnet, and the fatal attraction made her unload all her defenses, take off the clogs on her feet, step barefoot into the cold water, soak half of her body in it, and slowly move to the stone platform. The steps to remove the seal are simple, you only need to remove the runes and the strings on it.

"Gollum—"

Her throat rolled sharply a few times, then repeated the deep breath several times.

The rope that wraps around the blade is untied by the white slender fingers, and when the rough rope body rubs against the palm of the hand, it brings some burr and prickly feeling. Then he tore out the paper runes written in Latin, and the runes were full of prayers for peace and a pact.

It's just that those sentences have been badly eroded by the passage of time, and the ink has long since faded its color, leaving only a faint imprint, and it is almost impossible to discern the contents on it. The previous contractor died unexpectedly in the early years, so the effectiveness of the contract is getting worse and worse, and Mikazuki must find a new contractor, otherwise her power will continue to drain.

Riji was chosen as the best contractor, though it is unknown why she didn't choose Shizuru, who prefers to fight.

"I'm not scared at all......"

She imagines herself as the heroine of the novel with adventures, and this moment is a wonderful moment to accept the gift of fate and obtain a mysterious weapon, and stretch out her hand to the mysterious black sword. The heavy metal was as cold as ice cubes that had just been taken out of the freezer, and the fingers and palms were tingling from the cold.

Holding the hilt of the sword, he pulled the body of the sword out of the delicate scabbard, and the silver surface of the knife reflected Ruiji's wet body and flushed cheeks.

The expression was almost like that of a witch who had just completed a biological project on the origin and continuation of the witch's bloodline, and was panting for the afterglow of the exchange. The light gray yukata is soaked with water and clings to Ruiji's body, outlining the girl's beautiful curves from the outside.

I don't care about appreciating my beauty after wetting at the moment, but there will be opportunities in the future. Ruiji's gaze couldn't take away from the black sword, her expression changed from plain and curious to fanatical and expectant, and she couldn't help but stretch out her empty left hand and carefully rub the smooth knife surface.

"It's pretty nice to the touch."

The fingertips and palms of her fingers were clinging to the emotionless metal, which gave her some pleasure beyond common sense. The scalp and back rushed through a strange electric current, and the body began to heat up from the heart, and the burning heat quickly dissipated, causing the limbs and bones to feel the same warmth.

Breathing is getting shorter and faster, and the feminine dominance on the chest is rising and falling.

Once again, I heard a cold and ethereal female voice in my ears, which continued to entangle in my ears, wandering, and lingering, as if there was an invisible hand caressing the cheeks and the back of the neck, and from time to time it circled around the back of the waist. Knowing that it was an illusion, Ruiji couldn't help but indulge her mind and let it sink gradually.

- Stroke me, release me.

The sound was repeated again and again, and the base of Ruiji's ear turned red, and the index finger of his right hand slid gently over the layer of the blade.

There was a tingling pain in the fingertips, and the delicate and fragile skin was cut, leaving a "one" shaped scar. A few drops of ochre-red blood fell and dripped onto the blade. They didn't flow down the blade, and Ruiji saw her own blood absorbed by it, and finally vanished, leaving only a few wisps of bloody sweetness in the air.

The cut wound had not yet healed, and the blade of the knife glowed crimson in the palm of his hand.

Behind the light, a samurai in black armor and a black demon mask slowly walked out from under the waterfall. The scattered water didn't leave a single stain on her, and she walked straight to Ruiji's side, taking off her mask first, her expression cold.

Although it's cold, it seems to be better than the partner month in the regional weird story.

"Have you thought about it?"

"Sort of."

Ruiji's voice was obviously lacking in confidence.

She is still struggling with whether to have a bond with a strange talk, and if she leaves it alone, she cares very much in her heart. As long as you take one more look at the black sword, the desire in your heart will explode, and some indescribable emotions are on the verge of melting.

"Strictly speaking, I'm not a pernicious monster anymore. I didn't expect your blood to wake me up, it's incredible. After the night of the red moon, I had fallen back into a deep sleep, waiting for the next awakening...... You're really special. ”

Mikazuki lifted Ruiji's chin and smiled with satisfaction.

"You're well suited to be the one in control of that power. There are very few people who can be recognized by me, and there were countless witches during the Warring States period who wanted to seek my approval and gain my power, but I was not interested in those witches.

They are not the masters I am looking for, and they are not worthy of a contract with me. A precious opportunity is in front of you, and this is a chance to become a legend and go down in history. Sakuma Mizuki, there is not much time left for you, think about it. ”

The words of this knife persuasion have a sense of immediacy in pyramid schemes.