Rui-Ling came into the Dangeki Pawn Shop with his already messy hair in even more of a mess. An exhilarated grin on his face, the young immortal plopped down on a soft chair with a satisfied sigh, before ordering a parfait that he hadn’t tried before. Some sort of nacho parfait that was supposedly the invention of one of the part-timers in the Parlor Café. He doubted that he would enjoy the ‘unique’ taste too much, but he was fine with wasting money today.
The ‘gift’ from Suzumebachi, his Hayabusa, was a thing of beauty, two hundred horses packed into a sleek and sexy design. He’d have to get a new paint job for it though. The yellow-and-black color scheme irritated him to no end. Perhaps a subtle silver? Or maybe just a simple blue-and-black? Ah, the choices were endless~! God knows why he hadn’t bought one himself when it first came onto the market.
There was more on his mind than just how fun it was cruising around at top speed with no helmet on though. After some intensive Google research, it turns out that the stolen telescope was, in fact, something very unique. A refitted version of a telescope unearthed in a Central American cave. The real question was why ancient people would think it was a good idea to build a telescope in a cave the first place, but all things considered…what use would Yotsuba Tech Corporations have for the ability to see the Crimson Sky? For what reason would a company that was already aware of Youkai and Chasers have for stealing an ancient telescope?
Or were they solely after the geode instead, and simply stole the telescope in an act of misdirection?
The smile faded from Rui-Ling’s face, before another sigh left his body, this time a little more frustrated. For the time being, he’d have to dwell on this a bit longer, perhaps do some investigations on the other items that Suzumebachi had stolen for YTC. At least, this time around, the mission board had a whole bunch of jobs that looked tailor fit for his particular set of abilities. After all, dream demon that devoured souls? Poltergeists that haunted homes? Yeesh, his Airgetlam might as well be custom-made for all this.
Rui-Ling wasn’t in much of a rush though. For now, the immortal contented himself with waiting for more options, as well as taking the first bite out of this nacho parfait.
…
It was definitely…an acquired taste.
Rui-Ling sorta wanted to kill himself now.
