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This is 100 million yen.

"If you can't do this kind of effort, then your wish is nothing more than that." Silence raised her eyebrows slightly, "Go borrow, steal, grab, without holding the consciousness that you have to realize anyway, The reason why you can’t get into this store is that you are required to pay the price. Those who don’t work hard are not qualified to change their destiny."

Speaking of this paragraph, it is really not gentle.

However, this is not the case in the ears of those who work hard.

Misaka took a breath slowly.

"Yeah." She put her hands on her chest and raised her head. "It has made things that were impossible to achieve so easy, only 100 million yen."

It is no longer possible to demand too much.

It is already a matter of luck to get this hope.

Even after careful consideration, 100 million yen is indeed a huge figure for ordinary people, but she is not an ordinary person.

"It's nice." Silence laughed lightly and lifted his palm to pat twice. "It seems that there is one more person I like, let me look forward to your destiny, Misaka Misaka."

"Why, this kind of talk sounds like a teacher." Misaka mumbled a few words, looked up at him, and suddenly asked, "What about you, what purpose are you doing this kind of thing?"

This was only after the decision was made, did it react.

Although the person in front of him seemed to be very kind.

However, Misaka Misaka, who was deceived, suddenly felt a little vigilant.

This businessman from a different world.

What purpose does it have?

"Will you be vigilant? It seems that you have really grown up." Silence made her mind clear and couldn't help laughing. "However, it makes no sense to be vigilant because you have the most important things now, not ?"

"...Sly answer." Misaka Misaki was silent for a while, and suddenly turned his face, "Can't I say something good?"

"Is the impression of me from a kind neighbor's big brother to a mysterious big brother who may have unknown purposes?" Silently pinched his chin, "I didn't expect you to be expecting me, but no Relationships, just like that quack, to the extent permitted by the rules, I will provide some insignificant attention to those who like it."

"Hah?" Misaka's face suddenly turned red, "Who has expectations for you, and what do the people you like mean, you..."

Misaka Mitsuki couldn't say anything.

Because a quack passed to her.

Same as the previous one.

"Give it to you." The silence shook and smiled, "However, unlike the previous one, this is just an ordinary quack ornament, so keep it for yourself, and good luck. "

"Thank you, thank you."

Misaka held out his hand and took it with a blush, but this time he said nothing reluctant to make it difficult.

"So, let's get started." Silence narrowed his eyes. "Start to open the jar."

"Yeah." Misaka Misaki also took it seriously. "This is like a gashapon. If you can produce any great good things, you will have a better grasp."

"Yes, the unknown of the jar represents the unknown of destiny." Silent nodded with a smile.

For people in modern society, in fact, it is easy to know the characteristics of this jar.

After all, things like gachas and lotteries are everywhere.

So, even if it hasn't started yet, Misaka Mitsuki is subconsciously nervous.

"This kind of feeling is like playing a gasha, haha." Misaka Misaka intentionally said something that would relax her mind.

"The first-level jars don't need to care too much. For you, the only thing you really need to care about is fateful props." Silent laughed.

"That's what it says..."

Misaka still opened the first jar, and swallowed subconsciously.

Judging from the information in my mind, these jars are quite magical.

There are everything from other worlds.

What will happen, will there be monsters...

The jar opened, and a beam of light directed at Misaka's mind.

"Wow."

She let out a lovely cry of exclamation and fell back, sitting directly on the chair, her small hand groping on her forehead.

"It's just a power boosting light group, don't you feel the warmth of your body?" Silence couldn't help laughing.

"Strength...light group?"

Misaka Miqin raised his arm and waved it vigorously, indeed he felt a warmth different from the previous one.

Somehow embarrassed.

At first she thought it was a curse or something bad.

"It's not a curse." Silent laughed.

Misaka opened her eyes and pointed to silence.

"you you you you."

"Strange why do I know what you are thinking?" Silent mouth curled up, "Did I not say that? As long as I want, everything in the world can't hide my eyes, whether it's past, future, or now-- Except for something in the jar."

Misaka Misaki blushed.

Does that mean?

What does she think in her heart?

No wonder he seems to understand himself very well.

"I finally know how the average person feels when facing that person." Misaka exhaled a breath. Although a bit depressed and shy, it was not too difficult to accept.

After all, this is a school city.

"Does the bee-eater pray?" Silent shook her head. "By the way, I'm telling you that she hates you because she was the only friend who was once your clone and died."

"..." Misaka opened her mouth slightly.

This is the first time she has heard of such a thing.

Isn't this...

Is this also her responsibility.

"So, keep working hard." Silence raised her hand, caressing the Yuju jumping into his arms, with a long voice, "If you don't work hard, you will be overtaken by responsibility and a sense of guilt."

"..."

Misaka bit her lower lip without saying a word, but she reached out to speed up the opening of the jar~www.NovelMTL.com~The tactics series is mainly divided into two parts.

Increase strength, and spiritual power.

Therefore, in ordinary large series, the number of light groups is more than that of the remaining series, followed by related knowledge inheritance, and a very small number of equipment props.

Misaka's luck seems pretty good.

Two hundred first-level jars were awarded three grand prizes by her, and four hundred second-level jars were opened for five.

Far beyond the probability.

Real European Emperor?

Looking at the girl's increasingly confident and excited expression in silence, she couldn't help but snort.

"Sure enough."

Misaka looked at his palm and squeezed it slightly, a pattern like a rune appeared on the back of his hand, and then the air near the fist seemed to be somewhat twisted.