Undercurrents stirred in the shadows, and all sorts of major events unfolded.
Some people schemed, some drew up plans, and others plotted all manner of things, all of them making their moves.
Kurotsuchi dragged Luo Mang out shopping against his will, as though they were on a date.
By evening, quite a few stalls had appeared, making it seem like the perfect time for a shopping date.
"Tell me, what exactly did you want?"
Luo Mang turned to look at Kurotsuchi, who was silent and focused on shopping. He was a little curious. Hadn't she said she needed him for something?
It wasn't that late yet. Couldn't they finish talking early and head back?
Both of them could head back-him to his place, Kurotsuchi to hers.
Kurotsuchi glanced sideways, showing Luo Mang only her profile. "I didn't ask you here for anything else. I just wanted to ask what exactly you're thinking."
That left Luo Mang utterly speechless. His puzzled expression gave way to a sigh.
"Thinking about what? Could you be a little clearer instead of hemming and hawing..."
"..."
At that question, Kurotsuchi fell silent. In truth, she had no reason to resent Luo Mang or anything like that. He had only ever written those things in the Diary.
If she revealed that she had the Diary, wouldn't she lose her chance to learn his secrets?
During those few seconds of hesitation, Kurotsuchi's mind raced, and she instantly came up with the best answer.
"Hmph, of course I heard it on the street. You change wives every day."
"Huh? Where did that come from?"
"Like I said, I heard it on the street. Someone said beautiful women pass by your door every day, go into your house smiling, and don't come out until a day later."
Luo Mang: