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Tuesday, April 15th.
Early in the morning, the alarm clock on Qingze's phone rang on time, the crisp "ding-ding" sound waking him from the familiar dream that was sinking deeper and deeper.
He opened his eyes, his mind clear. In the dream he had just had, he had sunk to a depth of 425 meters.
He sprang out of bed with a nimble leap, quickly changed into a set of light sportswear, and opened the bedroom door.
Big Yellow, who had been waiting outside the door, immediately pounced on him excitedly, its two front paws affectionately pawing at his waist.
Qingze smiled and ruffled its fluffy head, soothingly saying, "Alright, Big Yellow, don't rush, we'll head out in a bit."
He first skillfully added food and water to the five sparrows in the cage, and then went to the sink for a quick wash.
After finishing, he put a collar on Big Yellow, fastened the leash, and then opened the birdcage again.
Activate the Eyes of the Flock of Birds.
An invisible spiritual force emanated from between his brows, gently brushing over the five sparrows.
Their eyes instantly became vacant, and then, like drones receiving precise instructions, they flew out of their cages in an orderly fashion, soaring into the dimly lit sky and scattering in different directions.
The surrounding street scenes they overlooked were projected into Qingze's mind in real time, forming a three-dimensional panoramic map.
Qingze, holding the impatient Dahuang by the hand, jogged away from Dongye Apartment.
Because of the increased depth of his dream world, he didn't run for long before he spotted three red-name tags through the sparrow's vision and successfully dealt with them.
Immediately afterwards, a fourth red name tag appeared in the perception.
[Abscessed rat].
He saw an unusually large rat rummaging through a bulging black garbage bag for food.
Qingze calmly took out a light dart from his pocket.
At a distance of about ten meters, he raised his hand, flicked his wrist, and the dart flew out, cutting through the cool morning air and hitting the rat precisely on the head.
The mouse, which had been diligently rummaging through the trash, collapsed without even struggling.
The scarlet label on its head merged with it, turning into a beam of red light that swiftly disappeared into Qingze's brow.
He stepped forward, and the curious Big Yellow wanted to sniff the dead rat, but he gently stopped him.
He bent down, pulled out the dart embedded in the rat's head, and wiped it clean with a tissue he carried with him.
Then, he took the slightly stained tissue and bent down again.
Before the tissue even touched the rat's carcass, with a thought, both the rat's carcass and the dirty tissue vanished instantly.
He transferred them to a separate space created by the secret magic.
This space is separate from the storage space where he keeps items such as the demon sword and the fox mask.
The reason for specifically opening a new area is that Qingze considered that if rats or cockroaches were frequently killed accurately by darts in the nearby area, it might attract unnecessary attention.
Therefore, he chose to collect and dispose of the corpses of these pests in one place, leaving no trace.
He had just straightened up, ready to move on, when Sparrow's eyes caught sight of another red name tag.
[Corpse Worm]
The person wearing this label is a middle-aged man with a round figure and ordinary clothes.
Through the sparrow's perspective, Qingze watched him walk toward a rather impressive-looking luxury apartment building.
He immediately manipulated the sparrow to keep watch, trying to confirm whether the apartment was the man's home.
Chapter 47 The Minotaur Falls
Sparrows circled in the air, watching the man with the tag on his head walk into the luxury apartment building.
Qingze didn't stay where he was. He immediately turned around and started jogging towards Dongye Apartment, silently calculating the actual distance to the apartment building.
At the same time, he diverted some of his attention to give new instructions to the sparrows in the air.
They conducted reconnaissance around the luxury apartment building.
This apartment building has eight floors.
Some residents' windows were covered by thick curtains, making it impossible to see inside.
However, many residents did not draw their curtains.
After the sparrow circled the apartment building three times to scout the area, its gaze finally settled on the west side of the fourth floor.
The owner of this house did not draw the curtains, and the interior furnishings of the living room could be clearly seen through the glass windows.
The man with the tag is in the living room.
The sparrow immediately adjusted its posture and landed on the outer edge of the living room window, its small beady eyes fixed on the movements inside.
Based on the intermittent conversation, it can be determined that the man and the woman inside the house are colleagues from the same company.
Their conversation was polite and courteous, consisting mainly of work-related pleasantries, with no noteworthy information.
At this moment, Qingze had already run back to Dongye Apartment.
He silently breathed a sigh of relief.
Very good, the distance is less than 300 meters, still within the effective range of the flock's eyes.
He quickly went upstairs, brought the excited Big Yellow home, closed the door, and took off its collar.
He then went into the kitchen, turned on the tap, and carefully washed his hands.
Qingze didn't rush to the apartment immediately. Instead, he calmly took out the ingredients he had bought earlier from his storage space and prepared to make breakfast.
He turned on the tap and washed the vegetables.
Just as he picked up the cleaver, ready to chop the vegetables, the conversation coming from the window finally changed.
The man seemed to have urgent business with the woman's husband and asked her to call him now to find out when he would be back.
The woman got up and went to a corner of the living room to make a phone call.
Just as she turned her back to the living room, the man quickly took out a small bottle from his pocket, opened it, and poured some light green liquid into the cup of tea in front of the woman that she had not yet finished drinking.
Immediately afterwards, he dipped his finger into the cup and stirred it quickly a few times, then swiftly put the bottle away and resumed his upright posture.
"This guy is up to no good."
Qingze's eyes turned cold.
As a staunch warrior of pure love, he had already made up his mind.
……
"Honey, when are you coming back? Mr. Nanjo is waiting for you at our house."
Ida Rika lowered her voice and said, then added, "He said he has something very important he wants to talk to you about in person."
"Yes, he mentioned it to me before, but I still need some time to finish this project proposal. Could you help me out for now? I estimate I'll be home around 8:30."
The man on the other end of the phone sounded somewhat helpless.
After all, they are colleagues in the same company, and they will inevitably have interactions in their daily work. It would be bad to make the relationship too strained.
Upon hearing this, Itari sighed softly.
She disliked Nanjo Jun from the bottom of her heart.
It wasn't because she discriminated against overweight men, but because she always felt that there was something in Nanjo Hayato's eyes when he looked at her that made her very uncomfortable.
However, such speculation based entirely on personal feelings and without any substantial evidence obviously cannot be used as a reason to kick guests out of the house.
She hung up the phone, turned around and walked back to the living room, her face regaining its polite but distant smile as she said, "Masamune said he'll be back around 8:30."
"That's great!"
Nanjo Hayato immediately put on a warm smile, but then suddenly changed the subject, saying, "Speaking of which, it's precisely because the company has capable employees like Date-kun and you that its business is thriving."
"So that even someone like me with mediocre abilities can have something to eat."
He picked up his teacup and raised it: "Come on, let me offer you tea instead of wine, wishing you all continued success in your careers!"
"Haha, you're exaggerating."
Ida Rika maintained a polite smile and raised her cup of tea, which had been "spiked".
She only felt that the tea seemed a little more bitter than usual today.
But seeing that the other person had downed their drink in one gulp, she felt embarrassed to leave any left over.
After that, Nanjo Hayato started chatting with her about work-related topics.
However, perhaps because she hadn't rested well after working on the plan all night, Ida Rika felt increasingly tired, and a strong sense of drowsiness washed over her like a tide.
She became increasingly perfunctory in her answers to Nanjo Jun's questions, and her body unconsciously leaned against the soft back of the sofa.
Before long, her eyelids grew heavy, and she fell into a deep sleep.
Upon seeing this, Nanjo Hayato's hypocritical smile vanished instantly, replaced by an evil expression that mixed desire and smugness.
"Rika, from the first moment I saw you, I wanted to sleep with you."
He muttered to himself, his voice trembling slightly, "Today, my wish will come true!"
With a look of excitement, Nanjo Hayato quickly rummaged through his briefcase and pulled out a portable mobile phone tripod, which he then skillfully set up.
He planned to record the next "affectionate" moment on his phone as part of his perverted collection.
He knew very well that the "obedience potion" he had obtained was not as magical as described in some novels, and waking up midway through was a common occurrence.
But that's okay.
Once the deed is done, many things are no longer up to the other party.
Nanjo Shun remembers that the first time he did something like this, he was filled with tension and fear, afraid that the other party would call the police afterward and his life would be over.
But the initial success, and the subsequent "smooth sailing," led him to develop a distorted perception.
Perhaps God gave me such a striking appearance and figure so that I could be like the fat otaku protagonists in those comics.
To this end, he even spent a lot of money to have surgery, upgrading his equipment.
All of this was done in order to better "satisfy" his "prey".