The Witch of the Far East, Yuuko Ichihara quietly looked at Passage Of One Party, as if she was sizing up the young man who was on the verge of collapse.

Under the gaze of the red eyes that could see through fate, the two lives of the white-haired young man unfolded like a painting.

From the carelessness when he first met the Tea Hair Clone, to the boredom and confusion after ten thousand repetitive massacres.

From the awkwardness of not even admitting his feelings when he first met the child who was called the Last Work, to the frankness of desperately protecting the Tea Hair Clone.

Finally, when the body that was already scarred fell down, the petite figure of the Last Work was still in a coma in his blurred vision.

After a while, she raised her chin and chuckled. Her red eyes moved away from Passage Of One Party and lazily stared at the long pipe in her hand.

Yuuko Ichihara exhaled a mouthful of smoke with an intoxicated expression. She lazily said, "Customer, this is a shop. We pay attention to first come, first served. Once the goods are sold, there are no refunds."

His [Existence] was like the goods, and the [Existence] of the Last Work was like the money.

The money and goods were settled, and the deal was done.

Passage Of One Party understood Yuuko Ichihara's hint. His scarlet eyes were filled with hostility and madness, as red as blood.

"You don't have enough money to pay for the level of desire of reversing cause and effect."

"No matter what it is, I'll do it for you. Give me back that Xiaogui!"

"Oh, you're really willing to do anything?"

Yuuko Ichihara, who had the temperament of a queen, instantly returned to her original nature. Her long legs moved off the couch, and she finally sat up straight. She leaned forward and looked very interested.

"Are you willing to work as a clerk in my shop?"

"Yes," Passage Of One Party answered without hesitation. His heart was burning as if it was licked by a tongue of fire.

"Haha, I'm just kidding. You're really serious, Passage Of One Party -kun.

But I already have a clerk here. What a pity. "Yuuko Ichihara covered her mouth and laughed.

[This bastard, is she playing with me!]

Passage Of One Party almost ground his teeth to pieces, but he had to suppress his anger.

The Last Work … The only hope of saving that stinky Xiaogui was this annoying person in front of him.

"But, I received your wish."

The long-haired, red-eyed seductive witch stood up. Her feet stepped on the wooden floor, and her green kimono reached the ground.

"Well, although the most valuable thing you have is not enough to pay for the price, it's not without hope."

She said. She looked Off's's red lips. "Yuuko Ichiwa's eyes looked into the void. She's's's's... Of She looked, of One's's her red lips lips....... her's's's's.. her red lips...

"In order to obtain the [Artifact], I have to go to another world."

"Every time you go to another world, the price is very expensive." Yuuko Ichihara said slowly.

"However, there are still worlds outside of this world, and in this endless world, there are still very few worlds that have [Tools]. And in these extremely few worlds that have [Tools], most of the [Tools] have been polluted by endless disputes and malice surrounding them. The probability of finding a [Tool] that can really be used is less than one in a billion."

"The chance of saving that child is close to zero, and you may lose yourself in the endless journey and lose hope. You may also lose everything in the end and still not be able to fulfill your wish. Even so, are you still willing?"

"Didn't I already say?" Passage Of One Party said. "Anything, as long as you return that Xiaogui to me."

Yuuko Ichihara smiled. "Then this time, the price you have to pay for going to another world is your '' fate '' with that child."

"'Fate' '? Passage Of One Party asked.

"From meeting each other, to knowing each other, to being together, from missing each other every time, to being willing to give up everything for the other, as well as all the possibilities of meeting each other in the past and the future, this is' 'fate' '."

"After your wish is fulfilled, that child won't have any memories of you. She won't meet you again, and your past and future will have nothing to do with each other. This is the price."

"How's that?"

"That's great." Passage Of One Party said lightly.

"Oh?

Isn't 'that your most precious thing? "Yuuko Ichihara asked with interest.

"Since you insist that's my most precious thing, then I'll take it as that's the case.

But if that Xiaogui didn't meet me from the beginning, she would be much happier. At least she wouldn't be like now, sacrificing herself to save a bastard who should've gone to hell a long time ago. "

"It seems that you've made up your mind."

Yuuko Ichihara turned her head and said to the young man in a black student uniform, who had been standing obediently next to her, "April 1st, please go to the warehouse and get that thing."

"Okay." The young man named April 1st nodded and ran out of the room.

"Before the trip begins, Passage Of One Party, let me give you a hint."

Yuuko Ichihara put her index finger on her lips and smiled faintly. "If you can collect treasures that satisfy me in the other world, then you won't have to pay any price for the next trip."

"Thank you for the hint." Passage Of One Party slowly grinned. The madness in his red eyes showed that the white-haired young man obviously didn't care as much as he said. He said, "I won't let you down. From now on, I won't let you take anything away!"

"Miss Youzi." In just a short time, April 1st came back with a box, panting. "I … I've brought it."

"Thank you very much, April 1st."

Yuuko Ichihara took the box and opened it. She took out one of the necklaces and handed it to Passage Of One Party.

It was just an extremely ordinary magatama necklace. The black hemp rope paired with the blood-red magatama even gave people a subtle sense of cheapness.

Passage Of One Party, who had always paid attention to fashion, didn't dislike it. He neatly hung the necklace around his neck.

"This necklace can take you to the other world where the [Artifact] may exist. However, after you arrive at the other world, whether it's the world where the [Artifact] exists or not, you have to stay there for a while until the power of the necklace recovers before you can go to the next world."

"You can also contact me through the necklace. However, the power in the necklace can only support you to contact me three times in one world, so you must use it carefully."

"So, Passage Of One Party, are you ready to go?"

"Wait a minute," Passage Of One Party said, "There's an idiot outside who wants me to wait for him."

"So, how about you go back and say goodbye to him first?

Even if you adjust the flow of time to the maximum, it'll still take a long time. "

"No, I just need to leave him a text message."

Passage Of One Party took out his mobile phone and glanced at the signal above. Unexpectedly, it was full. He casually typed a text message and sent it to one of the only two contacts saved on the phone.

[Don't look for me, Ormet. I'm sorry for missing the appointment. Goodbye.]

After hesitating for a moment, Passage Of One Party added, [Or maybe we'll never meet again.]

If he left for a long time, Ormet would be dead by the time he came back. After all, he would be an uncle.

Passage Of One Party pressed the send button with his thumb and said to Yuuko Ichihara, "Okay, let's go."

As soon as his voice fell, the blood-colored magatama on Passage Of One Party's neck began to glow. It was like a treasure that had been erased of dust. It no longer looked cheap. After releasing a hazy blood-colored halo, an unimaginably complex space-time magic circle appeared beside Passage Of One Party.

His vision blurred …

For a moment, it seemed that the illusion of his final work appeared in front of his eyes. She had tea-colored hair and tea-colored eyes. She was wearing her favorite blue polka dot dress and a loose white shirt. She waved her slender right arm high and waved at him with a happy and cute smile on her face.

Passage Of One Party slowly closed his eyes.