Just as Shiroko was checking Ito Kisaku's information, a brand-new task slowly appeared at the bottom of the task panel:
[SYSTEM: Task Requirent: Kill Ito Kisaku. Task Reward: 1,000 Enhancent Points, Space Gate (Purple). Task Failure: No penalty.]
At this mont, seeing that Shiroko was actually interested in the new employee of the Sales Departnt, Kashiwagi Ayano introduced him with a faint smile, "His na is Ito Kisaku. He's a new employee in the Sales Departnt. Although he's only been here for a few days, he has already secured millions in orders for the group!"
Hearing this, Shiroko nodded gently and then ignored him, walking slowly toward the office.
After the two left, looking at Ito Kisaku whose eyes still revealed a bit of infatuation, Suehiro Madoka reached out her right hand and slowly...
"Gah~..."
Letting out a subconscious cry, Ito Kisaku quickly reacted and lowered his voice, looking at Suehiro Madoka in front of him, whose eyebrows were slightly curved.
At this mont, Suehiro Madoka's exquisite face was full of pride.
Slowly leaning in close to his ear, she said softly, "Uncle belongs only to Madoka. If you make a move on other won, Madoka will be very~ sad~"
As she spoke, a charming yet dangerous smile appeared on the corners of her mouth.
Not far away, Hino Takuya, who occasionally glanced over here, saw this scene, and the veins on his temples bulged.
'No, I must introduce Aoi to Ito as soon as possible. Madoka is mine!'
In the evening, Suehiro Madoka originally wanted to experience the feeling of falling into the clouds with her beloved Uncle, but she was forced to stay behind and work overti by Hino Takuya.
Having grown accustod to feasting on rich delicacies, she truly looked down on this little bean sprout now.
But she had no choice; right now, she completely relied on him to support her.
If she really fell out with him, her future livelihood would beco a problem, let alone designer bags, luxury cars, and mansions!
Therefore, having no other option, Suehiro Madoka could only continue living that bitter * life.
Regarding this, Ito Kisaku was completely indifferent.
It was just a used *~pot, after all. He had already found a better one now.
"Miss Kashiwagi, I can't wait to taste..."
In front of the group's entrance, watching Kashiwagi Ayano leave alongside Sugimoto Ichiro, Ito Kisaku stuck out his thick tongue and gently licked his slightly chapped lips, his eyes full of greed.
In the evening, a bright moon slowly rose into the mid-sky, scattering its cold moonlight across the earth.
anwhile, in a secluded alley in Kanna City, looking at the figure blocking his inevitable path not far away, Ito Kisaku's face revealed a bit of confusion. "Who are you?"
The only answer he received was a piercing, cold gleam.
The icy moonlight reflected off the blade and shone into Ito Kisaku's eyes, making his entire body feel as if he had plunged into an ice cellar.
Just as the sharp longsword was a re 0.05 ters away from his neck, he finally reacted.
In the next second, his body appeared five ters away.
Panting heavily, he looked in terror at the figure who drew a sword without a word. "Who the hell are you?"
At this mont, the other party spoke faintly, "So this is Flash? It really is sothing!"
Hearing this familiar voice, Ito Kisaku's eyes widened like brass bells. "It's you?!"
He never would have dread that the seemingly harmless wealthy young master he saw during the day would actually have such formidable skills.
If it weren't for the fortuitous encounter he had in his childhood, he would have almost died just now!
But the problem was, he couldn't figure out why the other party wanted to kill him. It seed he hadn't offended him in any way, right?
'Could it be that the two of us are fellow enthusiasts?!'
'That isn't right either; I've never heard *~pot Number One ntion it.'
'If she really has a relationship with this wealthy young master, how could she willingly be the mistress of a re departnt director!'
"It seems you've already recognized . In that case, I definitely can't let you live!"
As his words fell, another piercing, cold gleam flashed.
Facing the other party's nacing attack, Ito Kisaku didn't hesitate in the slightest; he turned around and ran.
With every step, he crossed a distance of five ters.
A mont later, seeing the other party actually vanish before his eyes, Shiroko frowned slightly. "Hmm? Where did he go?!"
Muttering softly, he shot off into the distance.
A few minutes later, on an empty street, a burly figure suddenly drilled out from underground.
Letting out a long sigh of relief, the burly figure muttered to himself, "I finally tricked that guy into leaving. Now I can go properly enjoy..."
"Is that so?"
"Of cour..."
Realizing sothing was wrong the mont the words left his mouth, Ito Kisaku hurriedly used Flash.
And at the exact mont he left, a cage constructed entirely of lightning appeared at the spot where he had just been standing.
Seeing that the lightning cage had been dodged, Shiroko shook his head with a hint of helplessness. "You really are hard to kill. Then let's try this move of mine—Tsukuyomi!"
As his words fell, a blood-red six-bladed pinwheel unexpectedly appeared in Shiroko's eyes, which were originally as bright as the starry sky.
The six-bladed pinwheel slowly rotated, making Ito Kisaku unable to resist becoming srized.
The next mont, the scene before him abruptly changed.
The originally silent alley disappeared, replaced by a desolate and lonely world.
And in the sky above, a giant blood moon illuminated this wasteland continent.
Feeling the sense of restraint coming from his limbs, he hurriedly looked to the side, only to see that he was currently tied to a giant wooden cross.
Subconsciously, he tried to use Flash.
But upon trying, he ca up empty; he was still bound to that giant cross.
With his proudest life-saving skill sealed away, Ito Kisaku instantly panicked and hurriedly struggled.
And just as he was constantly struggling, a figure wearing a black robe and a swirl mask suddenly appeared on the previously empty ground in front of him.
And in that figure's hand, there was a dagger gleaming with a piercing, cold light.
Accompanied by the sound of tal piercing flesh, the dagger stabbed into his heart without any resistance.
In an instant, a burst of intense pain violently struck him, and Ito Kisaku's eyes bulged.
Gradually, he only felt a deep sense of exhaustion washing over him from the bottom of his heart, making him unable to resist the urge to close his eyes and rest.
Even though he tried with all his might to resist the invasion of exhaustion, he ultimately still closed his eyes.
A mont later, when he regained consciousness once more, he saw that he was still tied to the cross, the blood moon shining overhead, and the black-robed figure in front of him was slowly walking toward him holding the sharp dagger.
"No!!!"
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