#tragedylogic

Lacie smirked. It was not an uncommon expression for her but this certainly was a rare ocasion overall. Even if she had just met the young male, he was rather interesting; and not the tiniest bit unattractive, which of course didn’t hurt.

“I’m bored. Take your clothes off.” It was mostly on a whim that she blurted that out, but there wasn’t a trace of regret on her face.

You plan to buy the whole shop, huh? Unluckily, you don’t have enough money for that… unless you start stealing money, hehe. Anyway, one (1) Dragon Cloak has been sold for you.

       Kouta was not unused to doing errands, so within less an hour he was heading back home, with an armload of groceries. He could barely see what was in front of him, but he was somehow managing (his sister made him carry tons more than that, after all) and was already halfway back.

       A particularly strong gust of wind blew, and suddenly a feathery thing flew right at his face, blocking his view.

       "What the--?!"

       Unable to use his hands, he shook his head violently in attempt to get it off himself. With one shake that almost sent him off balance, the thing fell to the ground.

       "What was tha--" Kouta blinked in confusion, "A scarf?"

I heard that belt was actually made by Imps, did you know that? Do you think it could be a cursed belt? Better be careful. One (1) Imp's Belt has been sold for you.

A war awaits you, Master Mahiro Fuwa.

You will be housed in House Delta with your Servant Izayoi Sakamaki. You will be given a Phoenix Scarf.

Enjoy your stay, and good luck.