Chapter 1727:

"In fact, if Miss Yuma still has doubts about witches, you can take a look at the witch office jointly funded by the underworld and the human world, and see their latest witch contract."

Having said that, Kirkball respectfully handed the document in his hand to Xiandumu Yuma with both hands, his attitude was extremely professional, and his image seemed to be integrated with the talent scouts that can be seen everywhere in Akihabara, Tokyo.

It's just that that hideous and terrifying face is estimated to be assigned to the scope of the 'Tokyo Hot' company's scouts.

"How can you still read the witch contract?" Xiandumu Yuma, who was already suspicious, was surprised when she saw the contract that was handed over.

According to the knowledge of basic education of witches, the content of witch contracts is often random. The witch herself draws up the desired power, and the demons collect the soul and set the price that the witch needs to abide by. In the latter, the price set by the devil is often random. Yes, you can only know from the touch of the soul after signing the contract.

Because of this feature, the price of the devil is basically very cruel, and it often breaks through the psychological tolerance of contracting witches, which is also the reason for the extremely poor reputation of witches.

Because if the devil sets the price of killing one person per day, the witch will often kill the same kind of people in order to survive. Such contractual price will naturally include the entire witch class in the scope of the bottom of the social discrimination chain and become the target of everyone shouting. mouse.

However, if the price is clearly marked and all the costs are listed on paper, things are completely different.

'It always feels like something has been changed...' Xiandumu Youma, who took over the document, suddenly thought to herself, this feeling is quite inexplicable, as if the blood flowing in her body is sighing and envious.

Confused, Xiandumuyou picked up the mahjong file and looked at the paper.

[Thousand Eyes Office Witch Trainee Contract. Version 1.0]

[Under the witness of the Chief of Staff of Thousand Eyes, the Great Emperor of Kunlun West Gengjin, the Yahweh God of Cross Sect, Buddha Amitabha, Satan, Greek God Zeus and many other gods and Buddhas, our Thousand Eyes Office signed a contract with the Witch Reserves. contract. 】

[Article 1: Party A must cooperate with our company to carry out witch trainee activities within five years, contribute to the new era of witches, and reverse the world's prejudice against witches. 】

[Article 2: Party B is obliged to provide the witch trainee with more than ten high-ranked demons as their contract objects, and sign a contract of equality and mutual assistance, but there is no need to guarantee the success of the contract. 】

[Article 3: After Party A successfully signs a contract with the Devil, the contract time with our company will automatically increase by five years, and after the contract expires, our company has the priority to renew the contract. 】

[Article 4: After signing the contract, Party A needs to take courses seriously, learn singing, dancing, rap, basketball (crossed out), saxophone, piano, voice actor training and other courses, and become a witch idol in the new era. 】

[Article 5: 70% of the income arising from Party A's participation in activities during the contract period shall be collected by Party B, and 30% shall be collected by Party A...]

The more Xiandumu Youma looked at the contract, the weirder her face became, until after reading the densely packed terms, she turned her head in a circle and said to You:

"Father, why do I feel that there is something wrong with the witch written in the contract?"

"What? What's the problem?" He raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise.

Xiandumu Youma turned around, squeezed the contract documents tightly, took another look carefully, and said with a strange expression:

"Although the contract has clauses such as signing an equal contract with the devil, but other content, how do I feel like the things I saw in Akihabara last time from the scouts? It's like... It's like... …”

"Like an idol?"

You smiled and continued with Xiandumu Yuma's words.

"Yes!" Xiandumu Youma responded subconsciously, and then hurriedly waved her hand: "But this may be my illusion, you see there are some gods' names on this paper, just the You can sense the power of terror from the name, it's obviously the real thing, right? Even a contract recognized by the gods, how can you think, it can't be an idol, right?"

Xiandumu Youma smiled and pointed to the description in the second line of the contract, pointed to the names with a terrifying breath, and smiled awkwardly.

"Why can't the gods endorse the idol contract?"

Yu's rhetorical question made Xiandumu Youma stunned for a moment.

Yes, no one stipulates that gods can't endorse idol contracts... Xiandumu Yuma thought blankly, but the back face gradually became a little weird, and it seemed that something was wrong?

She moved her eyes, looked at the silver-haired youth with Erlang's legs crossed in front of her, pinched the contract, and asked cautiously:

"You said the word 'idol contract' just now, right?"

"Yeah, is there any problem?" You spread out his hands and asked back with a puzzled look.

Isn't the problem a big one... Aren't we talking about the witch contract... Xiandumu Yuma roared in her heart, she forcibly controlled her breathing, took a few deep breaths, and after slowly exhaling it, she said uncomfortably:

"But isn't this a witch's contract? Originally, the contract is very strange in the form of a contract, and there is still a ten-year contract period. Is there a time limit for witches? Besides, why do idols and witches equal?"

Hearing this, Yu clapped his hands, and after attracting the attention of Xiandumu Yuma, he raised an index finger and said:

"These questions can be collectively referred to as one question: Why does the witch contract look like an idol contract."

Xiandumu Yuma nodded again and again, this is what she wanted to ask.

Seeing this scene, Yu stood up from the sofa and said with her back to Xiandumu Yuma:

"Yuma, I want to ask you, are humans and demons the same race?"

"No." Xiandumu Youma shook her head suddenly, normal people know that demons and humans are not the same race, and she is no exception.

"Then..." You turned around and shouted hoarsely: "In the eyes of demons, witches are equal to idols in the eyes of humans, isn't it normal?! Isn't this a matter of course!!!"

Xiandumu Youma was stimulated by the hoarse shout and covered her ears, then she looked at You with tears in her eyes, pursed her lips, and muttered a little autistically:

"In the eyes of the devil, the witch is actually... an idol?"

This cognition gap is too big... Demons are indeed different from humans... Xiandumu Yuma quickly skipped these two thoughts in her mind, and then she saw Yu sit down again, raised Erlang's legs and said:

"As for the so-called ten-year period, isn't it easy to understand, the average girl becomes a witch when she is thirteen years old, and after ten years she is twenty-three years old. Are twenty-three-year-old witches still idols to fans? Wrong? Yes, it was a big mistake."

"What is not a witch?" Xiandumu Youma asked blankly.

"It's auntie."

Xiandumu Yuma's expression distorted slightly. She just wanted to refute the 23-year-old youthful Zhengmao, but considering that this may be a misunderstanding between demons and humans, in order to avoid being despised by you in common sense, she silently swallowed his thoughts.

"Okay, I know you may not be able to accept these things in a short time. Go back and think about whether you want to become a witch."

Seeing that Xiandumu Youma was speechless, Yu waved her hand immediately, and just finished speaking and asked Youma to go back to think, and then she remembered something, and asked:

"By the way, did you have something to discuss with me before you came to me?"

Xiandumu Youma was stunned for a while, and then her eyes kept drifting, and it took a long time before she suddenly said:

"By the way, for a dinner party, I invited my schoolmates to have a dinner at home!"

"Small things, I'll let Caesar arrange." You waved his hand, and then said: "Go back and consider whether you want to become a witch, it's better to think carefully about this kind of formal thing, and, after the contract is signed, You may have to transfer to Itogami Island, so it's better to talk to your friends while taking advantage of this dinner."

Even so, as long as Xiandumu Yuma still has the impression that if she doesn't become a witch, she will be hurt because of her bloodline, then the answer is already obvious. Besides, for a girl in the flower season, being an idol is a good thing. Very tempting thing.

"Xiangami Island? That's right, it's normal for a witch to stay in the Demon Special Zone." Xiandumu Yuma mumbled with some regret. She had long been conscious of her separation from her friends. When I heard it at this time, it just felt a little early.

Thinking of this, Xiandumu Youma couldn't help but sighed, walked to the door with the contract, and then turned her head with some doubts after pulling the door handle:

"that……"

"Ask if you have anything." Yu replied casually.

Seeing this scene, Xiandumu Yuma scratched her cheek shyly and said: