Weird Stories: Gothic Lolita Begins

Opening the door directly to the secluded and deserted place near the seventh district of Anaki City, Night Crow switched to the form of a day angel - this form can easily disguise as an ordinary person without spreading its wings, and "down to earth" led Chaos, who was invisible to others, to the gate of the seventh district.

Looking thoughtfully at the door of the office disappearing into an ordinary wall, Chaos turned around and walked a few steps quickly to catch up with Night Crow, smiling sideways:

"In fact, you don't have to be so defensive... I think I am still very self-aware."

"Don't over-interpret it, this is not to guard against you." Night Crow replied while looking at the street shops around him that seemed to have changed a little, "It's just that your criminal record in the past is too serious, and I'm worried if I don't go there in person."

Chaos sighed and looked a little troubled: "I didn't care so much back then..."

"If you care, you will do more disguises, right?" Night Crow complained casually, then shook his head and said, "The past is the past, I didn't take the initiative to help those victims back then The idea of ​​justice... Of course, it is another matter for the victims to come to the door on their own initiative. "

Chaos shook his head: "It is common for people to have a moment of hesitation or ideological slippage for inexplicable reasons. Most people will just laugh it off and forget about it after a while. The remaining small part... will not even realize that their thoughts have been influenced by external forces. "

"Apart from this part of the victims... The victims or remnants of the ×× anti-federal armed group may come to the door." Chaos said objectively, "I will deal with the latter myself, and the former..."

Chaos thought about it, spread his hands helplessly and said: "Let's talk about it later."

"You are honest now." Night Crow raised his eyebrows.

"I have always been honest." Chaos said sincerely.

Night Crow did not comment, turned his foot, and suddenly walked into a newly opened street snack bar: "Boss, give me one grilled potato and one grilled tofu, medium spicy, with more coriander."

"Large or small?"

"Small... uh, large, both large."

"Right away, please wait!"

On the side, Chaos was a little confused, relying on the fact that the boss could not see or hear, and couldn't help but said directly: "Why do you suddenly want to eat this kind of... nutritious and unhygienic food?"

"You might as well just say junk food." Night Crow replied with mental power, "Delicious is the king, nutrition is not important, hygiene is OK, this body is not afraid of damage."

"This kind of thing... is it really delicious?" Chaos looked at the greasy kitchen utensils on the cooking table, and the disgust in his eyes was almost undisguised.

"As long as there is something to recommend it, it is worth tasting." Night Crow answered seriously, "Anyway, my life is long enough."

"... As long as you are happy." Chaos did not comment.

Two snacks were quickly prepared, and the payment was made. Night Crow carried one and held the other, eating while walking in a very down-to-earth manner, and casually called Chaos who was waiting on the side: "Let's go."

"...Oh."

...

Chaos's new identity was handled very smoothly, and all the necessary procedures were completed in about an hour. His efficiency was high enough to make the city hall ashamed.

Leaving the seventh district, crossing the door that appeared out of thin air in response to the call of "Rumored to Have an Office", what appeared in front of Chaos was not the expected interior scene of the building.

"This is..." Chaos carefully observed the surrounding environment, and after a long while, he confirmed his speculation from a billboard that was mostly blocked in the distance, "The capital city of Emote?"

"Yeah." Night Crow nodded, and while walking out of the deserted alley, he sent a text message to Harrison DeWitt through the virtual phone.

The gentle smile on Chaos's face faded a little, and he asked casually: "Don't tell me, you plan to take me home?"

"Whether to go home or not is up to you." Night Crow held a milk tea straw (bought during the waiting period) in his mouth and answered vaguely, "But Harrison DeWitt must go to see him."

"...What's the reason?" Chaos frowned slightly and asked.

"I accepted the commission." After swallowing the milk tea in his mouth, Night Crow replied, "The reputation of the firm is far more important than you. I thought you have sufficient knowledge of this."

Chaos was silent for a moment, put on a smile again, and said calmly: "Too many things happened, I forgot..."

"Now you remember it." Night Crow nodded, and changed the subject, "Actually, I don't mind if you refuse to cooperate or just run away."

"But I mind." Chaos said with a smile, "I didn’t value my life enough in the past… but that’s in the past.”

“I’m glad you can see this clearly. "Night Crow also said with a smile.

Chaos smiled but said nothing.

Pretend, and continue to pretend.

Night Crow muttered to himself, and walked slowly to a business cafe on the next street.

…

Obsidian Temple.

After enjoying a delicious lunch on behalf of Night Crow, Lenari returned to the huge cushion, picked up the mobile phone brick again, and clicked on the game icon of the new version of "Castle Thirteen Days".

——She was interrupted by coincidence when she was about to try it before, and now she finally remembered it again.

As the mobile phone brick screen turned black, Lenari was somewhat surprised to find that the surroundings also turned black, accompanied by a not-so-strong prelude to space transformation.

Lenari raised his eyebrows with interest.

After thinking about it, she separated a trace of consciousness to stay in this "black", and the main body withdrew. ——To say that she left, in fact, it was just to break free from this piece of "black curtain" that was not forced and even gentle.

…

"Night Crow No. 2"——This is Lenari Just decided to call all temporary trumpets - opened his eyes and began to look at his new body curiously.

Gender: male, slender, fair skin, no calluses on the palms, but quite tough, with an inconspicuous, explosive streamlined muscle hidden under a tight dress.

In terms of specific clothing, he wore a black long windbreaker with hidden pockets, a black turtleneck sweater, several staggered multifunctional black leather belts around his waist, skin-friendly, elastic, loose and tight black trousers, and black lace-up long Martin boots.

There was no light source around, Night Crow No. 2 raised his head, ignoring the darkness that was pitch-black for ordinary people and began to observe the surrounding environment.

This was a spacious stone room covered with dust and cobwebs. It seemed that there had been no living creatures larger than ordinary mice moving here for many years. There was nothing around except...

The sarcophagus behind Night Crow No. 2.