"We're finally here...is this the divination hall?"
In the suburbs of the city, after walking along a winding mountain road, three female high school students finally arrived in front of a large two-story Western-style villa on the roadside.
"Wow, I'm so exhausted. If I had known, I would have asked Aying to drive here..." Suzuki Sonoko put her hands on her waist and panted.
It was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and there was not much time left before the start of "The Secret Conference of the Beautiful Witch".
Behind the three people, there are scattered people who are rushing to the villa, most of whom are young men and women.
"Would you like a drink of water?"
Looking at Suzuki Sonoko who was panting next to her, Karasumaying handed over the water bottle.
"Ah, thank you..."
Without being polite, Suzuki Sonoko took the water bottle, raised her head and drank it.
"Huh, I'm finally alive again... Although I have experienced hardships along the way, the thought that I will soon learn the identities of my future husbands from the great fortune teller makes me, Suzuki Sonoko, suddenly full of strength! Wa hahaha!"
"Ah ha ha……"
Behind her, Karasuma Ying and Mao Lilan echoed her awkwardly but politely.
Well, forget it, as long as Yuanzi feels happy...
"Hmph, it would be a pity that my sister and brother-in-law can't come to such a good place... Just wait, I will definitely find a good man through the power of divination!"
"Huh? Sonoko, have you invited Miss Ayako and Mr. Shimizu?" The three of them walked into the divination hall together, and Mao Lilan asked curiously.
"Well, that's right." Suzuki Sonoko nodded and explained: "Originally I called them, but that stinky brother-in-law didn't know what he was doing all morning!
I obviously promised that I would arrive at one o'clock in the afternoon, but I kept putting it off again and again. It took a long time and it still hasn't come yet! I can’t even get through on the phone! My sister is worried to death, and it makes me mad! "
"Then Mr. Qingshui..."
"The smelly brother-in-law is okay. He later sent a text message to my sister, saying that he encountered a car accident on the way here and was called by the police to make a record. He also said that he would not be able to come over until later, so that I and my sister could go on our own. …
Tsk, what an irresponsible man. He can’t even come. How could I come? Damn it! Sister, she does too! I'm obviously the younger sister, right? Pay more attention to sex than girls! "
"This, this is it..."
"Okay! Let's not talk about them anymore!"
After spitting out all his resentment, Suzuki Sonoko took the hands of the two of them and sped into the fortune-telling hall.
"Let's go! The secret meeting is about to begin! Let's go quickly! Let me and my stinky brother-in-law regret going!"
"Slow down, Sonoko!"
Pulling them together, they ran all the way to the divination hall. After checking the tickets, the three of them walked into the hall of the annex together.
At first glance, the interior of the hall is very wide, with red carpets covering the aisles, and portraits of some people hanging on the surrounding walls. It seems that they are all fortune tellers living in this fortune telling parlor.
Perhaps because the secret meeting was about to begin, there were only a few scattered people in the hall at this time, and the audience had gathered in the venue next door.
Because there was still time, the three of them were not in a hurry to enter the venue directly. Instead, they curiously looked at the portraits of the fortune tellers on the wall.
【Is this the black miko? 】
Karasumaying stood in front of a portrait, looking up at it, feeling a little curious.
This portrait shows a woman wearing a black witch robe, dressed exactly like a European medieval witch.
Directly below the portrait, the names "Black Miko" and "Kimiko Arai" were written in red letters.
Perhaps in order to create a sense of mystery, this portrait only shows the lower half of the black miko's face, while the upper half of her face is completely shrouded in shadow.
However, she could roughly tell from this half of her face that this black miko was older, at least fifty years old.
"Sister Ying, look at this..."
At this time, Mao Lilan on the side quietly tugged at the corner of Karasuma Ying's clothes and led her to another portrait of a fortune teller next to her.
"Look at this portrait, it looks like the one of the Black Miko..."
The portrait in front of them is also a portrait of a woman, also in the style of a medieval witch.
But unlike the one with the black witch, the fortune teller in this portrait is younger and more beautiful.
Moreover, this fortune teller did not cover the upper half of her face like the black witch, but showed her appearance openly.
At the same time, her witch robe is not as "simple" as that of the black witch. It seems to have been tailor-made, perfectly showing off her young and slim figure.
【This is really...】
Looking at the two portraits on the wall, which were similar in style and placed very close to each other, Karasumaying suddenly wanted to complain.
I don’t know what the staff of this fortune-telling parlor thought about placing the portraits of these two fortune-tellers so close...
Similar styles, one is young and beautiful, the other is old and simple... I am afraid that most people will only choose the young and beautiful fortune teller next to them in their first impression, right?
"Oh~ Xiaolan, are you watching 'Death'? She is beautiful, right?"
On the side, Suzuki Sonoko came over, and following the direction she pointed, Karasuma Ying also saw the name of this beautiful fortune teller.
Kawai Chuangzi, the fortune teller's title is...the God of Death.
"It's really... a special name." Mao Lilan smiled with a hat.
The Black Witch, the God of Death, and the "Yi" she just saw... Do all your fortune tellers have such strange names?
"Actually, I like this God of Death very much."
Suzuki Sonoko pointed to the heart-shaped gloves on the hands of the God of Death in the portrait, and said excitedly:
"Look, do you think these gloves on her hands look familiar?"
"No……"
Mao Lilan shook his head honestly, while Karasuma Ying narrowed her eyes slightly and gave the answer.
"This should be Aide's design."
She had seen this pair of gloves at Aide's party last night. It was said that they were this year's limited edition or something...
"That's right!"
Suzuki Sonoko snapped her fingers, then pointed at the earrings, brooch and necklace of the God of Death, and said excitedly:
"Have you seen these heart shapes? They are all the latest designs of Ed Company this year! And they are all special limited editions! There are even some that I haven't grabbed! Miss Death is indeed the same as me! They are all the same! A big fan of Ed Company!”
"It's just a pity..."
At this moment, a gentle male voice suddenly sounded from behind the three of them.
"The president of Aide Company was killed by his butler last night. I don't know if Aide Company will be able to come up with such excellent designs again after suffering this blow..."
"Huh? Brother-in-law?!"
Hearing this familiar voice, Suzuki Sonoko turned around suddenly and shouted excitedly.
"Good afternoon, you three."
Behind the three of them, it was Qing Shuijing and Suzuki Ayako who came hand in hand.
