The few people who escaped from the building were all watching what was going on in the building.
Suddenly, a violent fluctuation erupted on the floor where Fujiwara Izaya was sitting, and strong light poured out from the window, briefly illuminating the dark and quiet building space.
Not long after, the young man walked out leisurely with his hands in his pockets.
He looked calm and calm, as if he had just killed a few fish casually, and it was nothing more than a trivial matter.
"Everyone, it's all done here," Fujiwara Izaya walked towards everyone, "Just leave a few people to keep an eye on whether anything suspicious appears, and the rest should disperse."
The temperament of the senior seems to be a little different... Kasahara Asuka couldn't help but take a closer look.
At this time, Fujiwara Izaya's expression and posture were casual, revealing the high-spiritedness of a young man.
Although he was only wearing cheap clothes that could be seen everywhere, he couldn't hide the awe-inspiring look on his face; deep in his deep pupils, there was a strong brilliance that was different from before, and paired with his handsome appearance, he looked like an ancient nobleman.
The appearance of a young master.
So...
Kasahara Asuka's little brain only realized it now.
The ignorance and innocence of the senior are all just an act, he lied to himself!
Kitahara Takaki, who had been guarding downstairs, stepped forward and bowed deeply: "Master Fujiwara, thank you for your hard work!"
He is neither arrogant nor impetuous, and remains calm. This is the real master... Ito Takumi has been completely impressed.
The process is simple and straightforward.
The scene when the entire construction site is illuminated by light in an instant is unforgettable.
only……
Ito Takumi was a little confused.
Why did there seem to be extremely strong fluctuations in demonic power just now? Could it be that the master's shikigami Yuki-onna is showing off her power?
"I'll go back and rest first." Fujiwara Izaya smiled and said to everyone, and then walked towards the Honda Syaoran parked at the door.
The mission is completed. The first thing now is of course to go home and draw cards. How can I have time to accompany you mortals?
"Senior, wait for Asuka!"
Kasahara Asuka jumped up and caught up with him, walking side by side with him.
"Little Master," Police Suzuki shouted enthusiastically from behind, "Golden Week is coming soon, and I plan to go to Asakusa Shrine to ask for a fortune."
“You’re always welcome.”
Fujiwara Izaya waved his hand back.
Kasahara Asuka tilted her head and looked at his profile: "Senior is dishonest!"
It was clearly a voice of complaint, but I could hear emotions of joy and joy.
She feels that her senior has many secrets.
For example, the wave of demonic power just now was so powerful that it exceeded her knowledge and was worthy of her continued exploration.
Fujiwara Izaya put his hands in his pockets: "I don't really want to be honest today."
"Hey, I don't feel like being honest today? That's an interesting statement." Kasahara Asuka tilted her head and looked at him from a very cute angle, "After we get out of here, senior and Asuka, how about going to a love hotel?"
"..."
Fujiwara Izaya stumbled upon his feet and almost fell to the ground.
The little devil was still so unrestrained... He felt like he couldn't be offended, so he quickly picked up the pace and got rid of her, rushed out of the construction site and rode on the Honda Coyote.
"Hey, senior, wait for me!"
In the rearview mirror, the little witch chased the rear of the car: "I haven't even gotten in the car yet -"
Want to get in the car?
Just eat the exhaust!
Fujiwara Izaya simply turned the accelerator and disappeared into the night on his Honda Symphony.
"Asuka-san, remember to pay me the money on Monday, and then don't come to me!"
From a distance, these words floated over.
Amidst the pungent smell of gasoline, Asuka Kasahara puffed up her cheeks angrily and stamped her feet vigorously.
Stinky man!
You can't find a girlfriend like this!
As she was thinking about it, Asuka Kasahara curled her lips, and her beautiful and refined face showed a somewhat aggrieved and unconvinced expression.
Whether within the Shinto religion or in the eyes of teachers and classmates, she is a highly regarded little princess.
She is beautiful, has a cheerful personality, and is very popular. She is deeply admired by her peers and loved by her elders.
Even the gods would praise Asuka for how cute she is when she sees her.
In addition to her appearance, she is also excellent on the inside.
She is extremely gifted in Shinto and is known as a genius miko who comes only once in a thousand years. She has excellent grades and will have no problem getting into a prestigious university.
Clear your mind!
Stay calm...right?
While her peers were still trying to figure out how to move forward under the protection of their elders, she was already able to take on her own role and shoulder the responsibility for the future growth of the Tokyo Grand Shrine on her shoulders. She is a model of a perfect miko!
But when she arrived at Fujiwara Izaya, Kasahara Asuka discovered that many of her charms were ineffective against him...
This hurts the self-esteem of the beautiful girl!
snort!
The school girl is angry.
I have already recorded today’s grudge, and I will definitely turn my senior into a puppy in the future so that he can repay me twice as much!
In the quiet construction site, only the escape lights were flashing in the darkness, and green light spots bloomed with strange light.
"Little Master Kasahara~"
The Suzuki Police Department drove out in a police car and waved to the girl at the door: "Are you going back to Tokyo Daijingu Shrine? I'll give you a ride."
"No," Asuka Kasahara shrugged slightly, showing a bored look, "Go back and don't bother me here."
"Okay!"
The Suzuki Police Department stepped on the accelerator, and the heavy exhaust sound echoed in the late night streets.
One after another, except for a few Section 9 agents who stayed behind, most people evacuated. The empty construction site became even quieter, and the crescent moon in the sky became increasingly deserted and lonely.
In the darkness, the leaves of the green trees collided with each other, making a strange rustling sound.
A locomotive stopped silently.
It was indeed silent, maybe there was a slight sound of tire friction, but it was almost difficult to detect. This may be due to the illusion given by the all-black paint of the motorcycle, like a ghost floating by silently.
Kasahara Asuka raised her head and looked at the driver of the locomotive.
She was a tall woman with an unusually hot body wrapped in black gelcoat. There were no extra patterns or patterns on the gelcoat. It felt like she had soaked the already dark black clothes again.
It's like ink.
Above the gelcoat, a beautiful face is revealed.
Contrary to the jet black leather coat, she has fiery orange hair. The combination of the two opposite colors does not make people feel abrupt.
This indescribable beauty may be due to her beautiful and cold appearance. It is like a beautiful statue made of materials that are not available in reality, which makes people feel that there is no sense of disharmony.
Kasahara Asuka was just about to speak when she saw the knight getting off the motorcycle.
The heels of her pointed high heels clicked on the ground, making a crisp sound. She walked forward with light steps, twisting her waist very gracefully, as if she was a princess who was about to attend a royal banquet.
"Sister." Kasahara Asuka lowered her head slightly, her expression as sweet as ever.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri put a helmet on her sister's head, and while helping her button it up, she asked: "Have you had enough fun tonight?"
"Enough fun."
"That's good, let's go home."
"Don't you ask me about tonight?" my sister asked curiously.
"Let me think about it, sister..." Kasahara Fuka-Eri thought for a moment and smiled slowly.
She didn't say anything, she just turned around silently and took out a box of cigarettes with a long filter tip from under the windshield of the motorcycle, took one, put it in her mouth, struck a match and lit it.
"My sister smokes again!" Kasahara Asuka glared at her unhappily, "It's harmful to health, harmful to the skin, and a bad lesson to my sister!"
"Get in the car!"
Kasahara Fuka-Eri waved her to sit in the back seat of the motorcycle.
Looking at her sister's face and the cigarette she was holding, Asuka Kasahara spoke as if she was protesting: "Fujiwara Izaya is not a monster, he can summon shikigami!"
"Oh, I understand, sister." Kasahara Fuka-Eri exhaled a puff of smoke and advised: "After you have had enough fun, go to school and don't get involved in his affairs anymore. You are not capable enough at the moment, so be careful of being deceived."
Asuka Kasahara bit her lower lip slightly.
The younger sister's expression was a little rebellious, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing.
I won't be deceived... thinking a little angrily, she jumped on the back seat of the motorcycle, hugged her sister's waist, lay quietly on her back, and murmured in a voice that only she could hear.
"Senior, just wait. I will definitely prove to my sister that Asuka is already an independent adult..."
Kasahara Fuka-Eri stepped on the gear and turned the accelerator.
"Buzz~"
The low beep of the engine sounded, then quickly fell silent, and the black motorcycle blended into the late night streets like a ghost.