Kisaragi's Long-Strange Collection Notes

Bobo isn't home, so we're having fish tonight.

Huanhuan's cooking skills are on par with Chen Meimei's; they can cook food until it's done and not too salty, but there's a subtle difference between their dishes and truly delicious ones.

However, since it's roasted chicken every day, changing the flavor definitely adds to the deliciousness.

Dusk is approaching.

The moon rises into the sky.

After glancing at the yellow moon in the sky, Chen Meimei began to contact her teacher's wife, Cassan, and Yue Junyang.

This moonlit night will be very busy; there are several things waiting to be dealt with.

Cassandra and Yue Junyang responded quickly, and everything proceeded according to plan.

Chen Meimei went downstairs, got into the sedan chair, first went to Teacher Fuxiao's house to pick up Kashan, and then went to the agreed restaurant to meet Yue Junyang.

Cassandra's wife is still as hot as ever, always showing off her waistline without hesitation.

Inside the sedan chair.

"Chen Meimei, why are you standing so far away? Come closer, your master's wife won't eat you."

"I don't want to. My teacher's wife is too charming. I'm scared."

"Hehe, speaking of which, your sedan chair is quite interesting. It looks shaky from the outside, but it's very stable inside. You can even see the scenery outside the window. But with such a big window, what if you encounter fog or strange things?"

Chen Meimei chuckled inwardly: Is it possible that, sitting in the sedan chair, we ourselves are the odd ones out?

"If you like it, Madam, just let me know where you're going and I'll send a sedan chair over. As for safety, don't worry, the curtains won't be blown by the wind, and they'll be completely sealed when drawn." Chen Meimei knew that Cassan didn't have a car and couldn't drive.

Even among the mysterious figures, there are many who don't have a driver's license and can't drive.

"Fine, I won't take what belongs to someone else. You can use it yourself."

"There are two sedan chairs, so it won't bother me. My master has lost his eyesight and it's not convenient for him to get around, so I'll just park one downstairs."

"Mwah, you're so sweet. Let me pat your head."

It only took half an hour from picking up Cassan to arriving at the hotel.

Yue Junyang set off immediately after receiving the news and has only just arrived.

Inside the restaurant's private room, the three of them got straight to the point as soon as they met, without even ordering any food or dishes for decoration.

After introducing the two, Chen Meimei left the private room.

"I have long admired [Critical Point Dancer] and would like to ask you to help me calculate the success rate of something."

Cassandra is indeed very aloof when dealing with outsiders.

"You should know that probability is not absolute."

"I know that, regardless of the outcome, you are willing to help, and I will offer you 1000 years."

"What is it? Speak."

"I hope you can keep what I'm about to say, including the calculation results, a secret from everyone, including Chen Meimei."

"Can."

"I once made a pact with a strange creature, and I need to complete one of its tasks, but now I find that I cannot complete it."

I want to know, if I have someone kill it, or try to hide so it can't find me, what are the chances of escaping the punishment for breaking my promise?

Cassan hesitated for a moment: "Explain in more detail, what's strange, what was the punishment?"

"[Gift-giving crab], the punishment is that the person who gave the gift will die."

"I've never heard of this strange creature. I'll start the calculation based on the information you provided. You can go outside and wait for a bit."

Cassan knew very well that Yue Junyang was still hiding something, but after more than a thousand years, at this point, if he still wanted to hide something, he wouldn't say anything even if she asked again.

Yue Junyang also left the private room and saw Chen Meimei sitting bored in the lobby not far away, so he walked over.

Cassan took thirty-six candles out of her bag, arranged them in an intricate pattern on the floor, and then lit them one by one.

Then, standing on tiptoe, she began to dance gracefully among the candles.

In a pile of candles that would seem to knock over even if a mouse walked through, Cassant's every step landed precisely in the gaps, her toes brushing past the candlelight by mere millimeters.

The breeze stirred by her dance steps gently moved the candlelight, creating fleeting lines within the theoretically impossible space of the candlelight.

As she danced, the candlelight gradually shone in the same direction, casting the shadow of a crab on the wall not far away.

If Yue Junyang were here, he would definitely exclaim in surprise.

This shadow looks just like the [gift crab].

As soon as the crab's shadow appeared, it began to struggle, while the flames of the 36 candles tried their best to keep it in place.

During the struggle, some candles began to go out.

The lobby outside the private room.

"Chen Meimei, thank you so much this time."

"Thanks too soon, the results aren't out yet."

"Actually, I already had someone test it yesterday."

"Why are you testing it again after already testing it? Do you have too much time on your hands?"

"Hehe, people always hope to hear the results they want to hear and believe what they want to believe."

Yue Junyang's implication was that yesterday's calculations did not yield good results.

"I don't really understand probability, and I probably don't believe in that stuff, but I feel that no matter what the outcome is, you'll probably do it anyway, and this calculation will only give you more unnecessary worries."

"You're right, I'm going to do it no matter what."

The two chatted for a while longer.

The door to the private room opened.

"Go on in, good luck." Chen Meimei didn't get up from her seat.

Yue Junyang stood up, took two deep breaths, and walked into the private room.

As soon as he entered the private room, he saw candles scattered all over the floor, some almost burned out, others still brand new.

Cassan was covered in sweat and leaned against the wall.

"The results are in. The probability that you can't avoid it, can't kill it, or that the punishment will still apply even after you kill it is over 90%."

Yue Junyang's face turned pale instantly.

"I understand. The result is similar to the previous one, no, it's more precise, despairingly precise."

After pausing for about ten seconds, Yue Junyang finally composed himself and said, "Thank you for your help. I'll transfer the money to you right away."

Cassan waited for him to calm down before speaking again:

"I also see another possibility."

Yue Junyang was stunned. This was something the fortune teller hadn't mentioned at all yesterday.

"What's possible?"

Cassan looked at him and said, slowly and deliberately, "You fulfilled your promise."

Yue Junyang's teeth chattered involuntarily, his face went numb, and he almost lost his balance.

His voice trembled as he asked, "Excuse me... what is the probability of this?"

"100% or 0%".