Takeji Eto is quite fast.
In less than an hour, five million yen had arrived.
Haruhiko and Hoshino Rin started working on the commission at two o'clock in the afternoon.
An hour was spent searching for the killer and fighting.
After arriving home, take a rest, it’s only half past three.
And Tachibana Yui's concert is at six o'clock in the afternoon.
Taking advantage of the time, Haruhiko went to the Imperial Palace in Bunkyo District.
After presenting the entrustment, the young woman behind the window looked at him in surprise.
Unexpectedly, he looked like a high school student and could already complete the third level commission.
"This is the second level spiritual tool for you to choose from."
The young woman took out a list and said.
Takeji Eto is such a kind person.
Of course, Haruhiko understands that the biggest reason is Hoshino Rin.
He scanned the list and quickly locked in on a reward.
The second-level spiritual tool is Kongna Ring.
Made of special gemstone Kongna.
Because it is the second level, the space is not particularly large.
It is roughly equivalent to an ordinary standing cabinet.
It is one of the must-have artifacts for spell masters.
Among the second-level spiritual tools, it is quite expensive.
Haruhiko finally got a bargain.
Putting the ring on the index finger of his left hand and throwing the made spell into it, he finally felt like a spell master.
Return to South Park.
Haruhiko opened the door.
Xue Ji did not come out to greet her.
He must be practicing.
Haruhiko took a look when he passed by her room, and it was indeed the case.
He withdrew his gaze, did not interrupt, and began to meditate on his own spiritual energy.
Not long after, he felt the soft flesh and the familiar fragrance.
Haruhiko couldn't help but be startled.
She can only passively bear Xue Ji's kindness.
When it was five o'clock, Haruhiko opened his eyes.
What caught the eye was Xue Ji's delicate face.
She was wearing a pure white sweater, her long and beautiful legs wrapped in black stockings were tight, her dangling feet were petite and exquisite, and her round toes were slightly curled.
When she noticed his gaze, her face changed and she had an intoxicating smile.
"Eat later."
Xue Ji stood up, stood in front of him with her legs together, and rubbed his hair.
The fragrance fades away.
Haruhiko looked at Xue Ji's bumpy back and was a little lost in thought.
After a while, the phone started vibrating.
It was an investigation report sent by Rin Hoshino.
It is the direct meridian of the great palace.
He is a taxi driver, 42 years old, with a modest family background. His wife died of illness last year.
Judging from the information, he is an ordinary migrant worker.
And he is a weak spirit.
The so-called weak spirit body, in the simplest terms, means that the body is inherently unable to accommodate too much spiritual energy.
In other words, not suitable to be a psyker.
Forcibly practicing is extremely risky.
And the upper limit is at most the first level.
But when he fought against Haruhiko, Omiya Naosuke was already a second and a half level psyker.
Simple forbidden arts and body splicing cannot change a weak spirit body.
Therefore, he targeted strange demons.
The straight menstruation of the great palace is just an experimental product, which means that there is a person with a similar physique in a certain big family.
There is undoubtedly one more clue.
But it doesn’t have much to do with Haruhiko for the time being.
The Imperial Palace will investigate.
The presence of strange demons is already a huge dereliction of duty.
If the truth is not found out, Takeji Eto, the person in charge, may not be able to continue his job.
After dinner, Haruhiko practiced with Yukihime in his arms for a while, then took a taxi to Tokyo Dome.
There was already a long queue at the door.
Haruhiko waited for a moment, and Hoshino Rin slowly walked towards him.
The girl was wearing a red short-sleeved shirt and a black pleated skirt that reached her thighs.
Under the absolute realm, Yuzu was wrapped in knee-high socks and wore black high-heeled short boots.
The short boots have a silver cross star zipper.
Makeup is on her pretty face.
Especially the lips are the most obvious. After applying the crystal lipstick, they look shimmering and softer.
"Good evening."
Haruhiko smiled, said hello, and handed her a ticket.
"Haruhiko-kun, good evening."
Hoshino Rin reached out and smoothed the hair around his ears and said.
Compared with her past self, she seemed a little reserved.
Haruhiko was thoughtful and said nothing more.
Two people lined up and entered the infield.
Their seats are in the first row, the most forward position.
Although the concert hasn't started yet, the scene is already very lively.
In such an environment, Hoshino Rin returned to his original self, looking a little excited and looking forward to it.
When Haruhiko saw this, he immediately smiled, feeling pretty good.
At six o'clock, the concert started on time.
Yui Tachibana appears.
The pink sportswear matches her petite body, making her cute and lively.
The only pity is peace.
The front, chest and back are all barren.
Tachibana Yui noticed Haruhiko's presumptuous gaze.
She subconsciously clenched the microphone and began to regret giving him a seat in the front row.
But with so many people watching, she could only endure it.
The singing started.
Haruhiko's body trembled.
He felt that the snowball Xue Ji gave him was glowing slightly.
what's the situation?
Haruhiko looked around and suddenly understood the reason.
It's a spiritual spell.
Everyone, including Hoshino Rin, was immersed in the singing.
It's as if Tachibana Yui is the legendary siren, making people intoxicated.
Is this why she can become the most popular singer?
Does the Imperial Palace not care?
How could she, a first-level priest, influence so many people?
Haruhiko thought about it without showing too much expression, and listened to the concert like everyone else.
I have to say, Tachibana Yui sings really well.
Even without magic, he is still enough to become a popular singer.
[Affected by Shiranui's talent, spiritual power increases by ten points. 】
Haruhiko's face was filled with astonishment.
A short sentence, but it revealed amazing information.
Shiranui is a great monster in Japanese legend, at least the fourth level.
Is Tachibana Yui Shiranui?
Do you need talent to hold a concert?
No wonder there are so many fans.
Even the Imperial Palace didn’t stop it.
Because this is a good thing.
The concert is over.
Start from the outside.
"how do you feel?"
Haruhiko looked at Hoshino Rin.
Her face was flushed, and there were drops of water on her snow-white forehead.
Because she kept singing along, she was fully immersed in it.
"I don't know why, but I feel so full of energy that I can sing along for a few more hours."
Hoshino Rin said with excitement.
really.
Not only him, but others were also affected by the gift.
But they are all positive impacts.
This concert was not a loss.
Haruhiko is already thinking, should he pretend to be a fan of Yui Kaori and trick her into getting tickets?
Ahem.
He has integrity.
Moreover, Tachibana Yui has such terrifying strength, but she has plans for herself.
The problem is huge.
At this moment, a professional woman wearing a suit jacket and a hip skirt walked up to the two people.
"Hello, I am Yui Tachibana's manager. Are you a fan of No. 5?"
"I am."
Haruhiko looked at the ticket and saw it was number five.
"At the end of each concert, one lucky fan will be randomly selected to meet Yui Tachibana backstage."
Tsuchimikado Mari smiled and said, "Please come with me."
"..."
Haruhiko twitched the corner of his mouth.
What do you mean by translation?
"Haruhiko-kun, remember to ask for an autograph for me."
Hoshino Rin didn't understand the inside story and really thought he was lucky.
Haruhiko came backstage.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Yui Tachibana appearing in front of him.
She stood on tiptoes, trying to get higher, but she could still only reach Haruhiko's chest.
Tachibana Yui quickly gave up. She put her hands on her hips, her face tightened, and asked, "You know the secret of my lip-synching, right?"
