After leaving Klein's home, Cyril wandered around outside before returning to Minsk Street. He happened to see Klein, looking somewhat flustered, explaining something to a sheriff in a black-and-white uniform with three chevrons on his epaulettes.
He smiled and gave Klein a thumbs-up, admiring the Clown's acting in his heart, then pretended to be a passerby and left Minsk Street.
At the same time, Klein caught sight of Cyril giving him a thumbs-up from the corner of his eye. For some reason, a sudden urge rose in his heart to drag the other man down with him.
"Name?"
The sheriff's question brought Klein back to himself. He took out the documents he had prepared in advance and said:
"Sherlock Moriarty. Here's my rent bill, paid for six months."
Deep within the Mirror World, beyond a special region of the Mirror World shrouded in an aura of Chaos.
A woman more than ten meters tall appeared silently, gazing at the special world wrapped in Chaos.
She wore a long dress that looked as if it were made of white bones. Her eyes were blue as the ocean and crystalline as gemstones. Every detail of her body, even every breath she took, radiated a charm that transcended species and even life itself.
Even lifeless stones and plants would become intoxicated and infatuated at her every smile, constantly filled with Pleasure.
No, this was no longer she, but he!
At that moment, he frowned lightly as he gazed ahead. The surrounding Mirror World rippled, as if captivated and saddened by his frown.
"It's changed again. Why? There hasn't been a pure female Demoness advancing."
A voice so beautiful it could make one's ears swoon echoed through the void, setting off even more ripples in the surrounding Mirror World, as if fans were cheering