So the Night Watchers had come after her because she was looking for a diary?
"What exactly did you do?"
Fu Qian asked, looking curious.
"After the mission, I went back there. But even after the entire family was dead, I still couldn't force the clue to the diary's second page out of them."
Goto Hi said it casually.
She really had been a little too harsh.
Diaries really did bring trouble to both their writers and everyone around them.
Fu Qian sighed repeatedly.
Still, keeping a diary as a little pleasure in life did sound like something Ms. Star would do.
"But in theory, you shouldn't be too afraid of something like that, should you?"
Fu Qian asked, rubbing his chin.
"We have no reason to be afraid, do we? It's just that we're occasionally a little less free to act."
Goto Hi's expression was matter-of-fact. Then she seemed to remember something.
"So you've met Stella?"
"I have."
Fu Qian recalled the moment he'd blown Ms. Star's head off.
"Is she really a demigod?"
"There are plenty of demigods besides her."
The words left Goto Hi in stunned silence.
"So what was the revelation that led you here? I'm sure it wasn't Stella's diary."
Fu Qian didn't give her much time to brood.
"Why should I tell you? You're not even willing to help me out of my predicament."
In a foul mood, Goto Hi refused to cooperate.
"Are you sure you want to discuss the terms of our previous partnership now?"
Fu Qian asked with a faint smile.
"But fair is fair. I can answer that question first."
Seeing Goto Hi at a loss for words, he continued magnanimously.
"You guessed right. I did come here looking for a chance to advance."
"During a mission, a peculiar,