Chapter 177 The Witches Behind the Scenes

After a long time, their lips parted.

Shimizu Koji was more relaxed, and he had learned breathing by himself, so he still had some energy left, or he felt a little unsatisfied.

He was always very frank, and kissing made him feel comfortable and even enjoyable.

But for Tsukamoto Kazumi, on the one hand, Shimizu Koji's action was very sudden, and her posture of standing astride in the car was tiring in itself, and on the other hand, she didn't know how to breathe.

"Senior sister, sit back and rest."

Shimizu Koji reached out and gently patted Tsukamoto Kazumi's thigh. After a kiss, his actions seemed much more natural.

Or, they had ended the initial stage of their relationship, because they had already understood each other deeply from the beginning.

Shimizu Koji had already taken this relationship seriously from the bottom of his heart.

Just like Tsukamoto Kazumi said, liking is liking, there is no reason, and there is no need for any reason to like someone.

So even among the women Shimizu Koji had contacted, Tsukamoto Kazumi's conditions in all aspects could not be considered the best one.

She was just a high school girl in her third year, but what did this have to do with the relationship between two people?

In a sense, love is a battlefield, and the party that shoots first is always more likely to win.

Tsukamoto Tamako was not wrong, but she didn't say it all.

Tsukamoto Sumi sat back in the passenger seat and fastened her seat belt. She should have felt at ease, even comfortable and enjoyable, but at this moment she was a little restless.

She reached out and touched her refreshing short hair. Looking at her reflection in the car window, she suddenly felt that the short hair that she always felt comfortable with seemed a little short and not feminine enough.

She looked at her face and felt that she was a little strange for always being heroic.

She was unsure because she didn't know what Shimizu Koji liked, or rather, the sentence "I like loli" in her mind was still lingering in her ears.

"Koji, do you think it would be better if my hair was longer?"

"Hmm? No, senior sister, you are good now, everything is good."

Shimizu Koji drove the car, turned his head and glanced, smiled slightly, and then retracted his gaze.

Tsukamoto Sumi's emotions are really easy to understand.

"Let's go on a date in a few days."

——

Ekoda High School.

When the school bell rang, a group of high school students seemed to be worse than elementary school students. They got up and dispersed at the same time, even the teachers.

Amid the enthusiastic cheers of the fights, the crowd went away, and soon there were only two people left in the classroom of the second-grade class B.

Kuroba Kaito felt something was wrong. He hadn't packed his schoolbag yet, but Aoko had already run away today.

The other people in the class were the same. Even if it was summer vacation, it shouldn't be like this. The schoolbag was taken away. Didn't they plan to not participate in the club activities?

Shouldn't we get together again today?

Scratching his face, Kuroba Kaito retracted his gaze from the classroom door, but turned his head,

"Ah——! Hong, Hongko, what are you doing?"

Kuroba Kaito was so scared that he didn't even care about his schoolbag. He threw it on the seat and turned around to run.

But unfortunately, in order to achieve a certain goal this time, Koizumi Hongzi can be said to have broken her rules and spent a lot of money.

"Stop."

Koizumi Hongzi only wears a school uniform at school.

Ekoda's school uniform is black, and the details are different from Teitan's school uniform. The boys' uniform is buttoned, and the girls' uniform is similar, both are classic JK pleated short skirts, but their school uniform also includes an extra pair of black knee-high stockings.

Koizumi Hongzi is as her name suggests, with a head of soft and long fiery red hair. At this time, she ordered Kuroba Kaito to stop, and a faint red light flashed in her eyes.

Kuroba Kaito really stopped at the door, and at the same time, his eyes gradually lost focus.

He has just become a phantom thief not long ago, or even in the future, he can't resist Koizumi Hongzi's magic 'today'.

Because Koizumi Hongzi's magic today is not her own magic.

The last bit of the Ecstasy Perfume left by the ancestors of the Great Red Magician was completely exhausted today. Gritting her teeth, looking at Kuroba Kaito who turned around in a daze, Koizumi Hongzi felt that her heart was bleeding.

During this period of time, she really had to empty her family's assets.

If it weren't for the divination results that were a hundred times a sign of great bad blood, she wouldn't be so panicked.

"Kuroba Kaito, in the next period of time, you will forget that you know Koizumi Hongzi, and you don't know any information about magic and witches, and you have never even heard of these words."

"Do you understand?"

Kuroba Kaito slowly walked back to his seat, and nodded seriously, "Wakada."

After getting Kuroba Kaito's response, Koizumi Hongzi finally breathed a sigh of relief. After glancing at him coldly, she naturally didn't intend to take the opportunity to let Kuroba Kaito surrender to her.

Because that would definitely cause imbalance.

The special operating rules of this world are something she absolutely cannot disobey. She doesn't want to create a future for herself that is not under her control.

"Okay, go ahead. Aoko is waiting for you at the school gate."

"Wakada."

Watching Kuroba Kaito, who was completely unaffected by her in the past, nod and leave mechanically, Koizumi Akako felt a little disappointed.

If only she could really have such power.

But unfortunately, the era of magic is gone.

Otherwise, the Koizumi family, which had been glorious for generations, would not have left only her, hiding in a dark castle.

——

Shinjuku District, New Metro Hotel.

As one of the few five-star hotels in Tokyo, the conditions of New Metro Hotel are naturally needless to say, and all kinds of decoration and services are currently the best level.

In a presidential suite, the waitress who came to deliver the meal parked the dining cart and lifted the bright silver trays one by one.

A small piece of unknown barbecue, sushi, fish roe, truffles, etc., are all dishes with luxurious presentation but small portions.

There is also Haagen-Dazs special ice cream for dessert, but it is only a small cup.

The waiter placed the dishes neatly on the table, then turned around and bowed to the blonde beauty in a bathrobe who was shaking the red wine in the crystal goblet and holding a book in her hand.

Then he turned around and pushed the dining cart and left silently.

If you look closer, you will find that what Vermouth, or Miss Chris, holds in her hand is not a literary book, but an annotated album.

There are men and women in the album, but there are only two people in total.

There is only one photo of the man, who looks rather vicissitudes of life, with a scruffy beard and wearing an ordinary suit, but he looks very mature and handsome.

He is neither tall nor short, 1.8 meters tall, which is also suitable.

The woman has short curly blonde hair, which is as bright and eye-catching as Vermouth's hair color. In most photos, she wears a pair of sunglasses, making it difficult to see her expression and face.

Her dress is different in each photo, and the places where she appears are completely different, with no pattern to follow.

But it is not difficult to see that she is also a rare beauty.

Vermouth's slender fingers stroked the man's photo, as if she could feel his face and his bone structure through the photo.

Her eyes are deep and blurred. Even without sunglasses, I am afraid that few people can see her thoughts.

For example, she paused for a moment, as if she had thought of something, but it was only a fleeting moment and could not be detected.