"Eh? Am I really this lucky?" Mine, who had already braced herself for a night of hard work, rubbed her eyes in disbelief when she spotted a red-eye mark on a wall. She had only walked a few steps... Looking back, she was less than two hundred meters from where she had been standing.
Now that she had found it, she couldn't let the chance slip by. After hanging up the paper she had prepared in advance, Mine hesitated for a moment before choosing to leave. When she returned some time later, the red-eye mark was gone—along with the paper she had left behind.
It seemed they had already received it. She would wait here for a while; the location she had written down for the reply was the place where she had submitted the question.
"It's here, it's here! Which one of you knows how to answer this?" In an abandoned warehouse, a whole bunch of hooded figures huddled together, whispering among themselves. Spread out before them was the slip of paper containing Mine's question.
"Heh heh! A bunch of weaklings. I happen to know!" One hooded figure stepped forward, casting a cold, disdainful glance at his fellows. Seeing the unfriendly looks they all gave him, his mouth twitched slightly. He coughed, no longer daring to keep them in suspense. "That thing... speaking of which, it has something to do with Esdeath..."
"Fuck, that troublesome woman again. The one who peeked at her bathing has already been dealt with." The Shadow Clones all booed in unison. That was even less worth worrying about. He was already gone—what, was Jiu Ming going to dig them out and beat them up?
"Heh heh! What a world that judges by faces."
"Tch! That's clearly lust at first sight. What the hell are