Translator: Pika
Zu An exhaled in relief. I guess another unlucky fellow got the short end of the stick. Didn’t I say it earlier? This Mirror Mirage really is quite dependable.
Then again, why does that figure look slightly familiar?
The instant that figure started running, a shrill scream rang out. A teacup lid shot out through the roof.
It was so fast that he almost couldn’t see it.
Almost instantly, the lid struck the black-clad figure.
“Ahhh!” ..
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