Kanagawa Taoist College Students

"Is it Yuma Aragaki?"

"It's really Aragaki Yuma!"

"Ahhhh——"

When they saw who was on the stage, screams erupted from the scene. People who didn’t know the details could never imagine that they would come to a high school student’s birthday celebration and see Yuma Aragaki, who is the most popular celebrity in the country. Popular girl idol.

"Hello everyone, I'm Yuma Aragaki." Unlike Yuki Majima, Yuma Aragaki didn't have stage fright at all when faced with so many pairs of surprised, shocked and disbelieving looks from the audience. In fact, she can easily handle a large scene with tens of thousands of people, let alone a small scene with only dozens or hundreds of people.

"You must be wondering why I appear here, right? Actually, this is because Yuki Majima is my friend. Here, I wish her a happy birthday and she will always be so young and beautiful. Next, I will Sing a song..." After the opening remarks, Aragaki Yuma entered the singing state.

She originally debuted as a singer, and then appeared in TV and movies. Her singing skills are very superb, otherwise there would be no national tour.

The people in the audience were firstly shocked that a big star like her appeared in such a small occasion, and secondly, they were really fascinated by it.

…

On the road not far in front of the hotel, a man and a woman were standing at the intersection, staring at the glass door of the Bell Hotel.

The two of them are incompatible with the people around them, because their appearance is very recognizable, and you can tell that they are foreigners at a glance.

They are not old, they are all in their twenties, with fair skin, pure white people.

The man has brown hair and blue eyes, is about 1.85 meters tall and strong, wearing ordinary casual clothes, with a silver cross hanging on his chest, and his expression is solemn and unsmiling.

The woman has black hair and blue eyes, and a slender figure, about 1.7 meters tall. She is dressed casually, with black straight-leg denim trousers and a white short-sleeved T-shirt, which outlines a plump and attractive body curve. Her chest is the same as that of a man. A silver cross hangs.

One of them was handsome and the other beautiful. Just standing there attracted the attention of many passers-by. However, they didn't mind being watched frequently and talked as if no one else was watching.

Because it is in Italian, which is a minority language compared to English, especially since this is Japan, there is no need to worry about being heard.

"Audrey, are we just going to wait here?" the white young man asked the woman next to him. He seemed a little impatient and just waited here.

"Alberto, don't tell me that you want to enter the hotel." The woman named Audrey gave him a sideways look.

"That's much simpler and more direct, don't you think?" Alberto, the white young man, asked.

Audrey smiled coldly: "Yes, it is indeed very direct, but it will only make the saint more disgusted. By then we will not even have a chance."

"Are we just going to keep waiting like this?" Alberto frowned, "The saint's attitude just now has been very clear. She will not take the initiative to return to the Vatican with us, so..."

"Forcibly taking someone away is the most undesirable thing. Have you ever thought about it? This is not Europe, it's Asia. If we want to take an uncooperative person, how can we get out of the country?" Cordelie interrupted him without hesitation.

Alberto was obviously confused by her question. Thinking about it carefully, what she said did make sense. If the Holy Lady didn't cooperate, there would be no way they could take her back to the Vatican.

"Then what can you do? Audrey."

"We haven't been back for a few years, so it's not a big deal to stay here in Japan for one or two more years. As long as we often appear next to the saint, I believe that sooner or later, we will persuade the saint to come back to the Vatican with us. "Cardley said.

This was actually a negative approach, but Alberto couldn't think of a better idea than this. He sighed and said: "Well, it's not bad to stay here. At least we still have hope to recover the Saint." Isn’t it a device?”

"I'm afraid we won't be able to recover the sacred weapon." As soon as she finished speaking, Audrey shook her head and rejected, "We have all seen the strength of that Japanese boy with our own eyes. He can easily kill the heretic we have been tracking for several years, and he can also control the sacred weapon. , I’m afraid even the bishop can’t do this. If he wants to kill us, do you think we have the ability to resist?”

After she mentioned it, Alberto might have thought of the terrifying young man he met that night, and he couldn't help but show a trace of lingering fear on his face.

"Compared to the possibility of not being able to find the sacred vessel, as long as we can bring back a saint, I believe the bishop will forgive us for losing the sacred vessel," Cordelie continued.

Alberto was silent for a moment, then nodded, obviously agreeing with her statement.

The two were talking, and on the other side of the road, three people came over. Looking at their direction, they were obviously walking towards the Bell Hotel.

Audrey and Alberto sensed something, and they stopped talking and looked over together.

The three people who came across were two men and one woman. The leader was about fifty years old, with a gloomy face and a thin body. He had half-long hair, which was combed back and hairsprayed, giving him a kind of look. Extremely obvious aura of superiority.

The men and women behind him to the left and right are much younger. The man among them is in his early thirties, wearing a brand-name casual suit. His hair is also meticulously combed. Although his facial features are more ordinary, his aura is very calm.

The woman is only in her twenties and looks somewhat similar to the man. However, her facial features have a softness that is unique to women. On the contrary, she is not ordinary, and has a charming and delicate feeling.

The three of them also had the feeling. They were about to walk towards the hotel when they stopped and looked at the two foreigners at the intersection, a man and a woman.

Alberto's heart suddenly tightened, and one hand had already grasped the cross hanging on his chest: "They..."

"It's Onmyoji." Audrey took over his words in a low voice, and at the same time motioned him not to be nervous, "This is not Europe after all, let's not act rashly."

"Yeah." Alberto loosened the cross on his chest.

On the opposite side, the three people who were originally on alert also relaxed a little. The middle-aged man in the lead said: "Xiaowu, Yuhua, our goal is Baihu, so don't make any trouble." As he spoke, he continued towards the Bell Hotel. Go.

"Yes." The two young men and women did not dare to say anything and followed him.

"Audrey, they went to the hotel. Did they also discover the extraordinary qualities of the Saint?" Alberto looked at the direction they were walking and suddenly became nervous.

"Let's go there too." Audrey said without hesitation, and walked towards the hotel. At this time, she could no longer care about her previous worries.

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