The villainous young master just wants to live a Buddhist-like life.

　"Good evening, Senior."

　Dark? Polite? Dimon decided to take the initiative, starting with a simple greeting.

　As the saying goes, one cannot hit a smiling face. He believed that with Pandora's understanding and reasonable nature, she would not blame him for a fabricated crime.

　Good evening, dear junior.

　Pandora skillfully suppressed the fleeting look of astonishment on her face. She clearly hadn't expected to run into the culprit so soon after emerging from that disgusting secret chamber.

　Although Dark was carrying a pumpkin lantern and a bag of candy, he was still dressed as the "Demon King".

　—She was also dressed as the "Demon King"! Of course, she arrived first this time.

　Dark Dimon, dressed as the "Demon King," possesses a unique charm. When Pandora first encountered Dark Dimon in this attire, she couldn't help but observe him closely.

　But the way she looked him up and down wasn't exactly friendly. Dark felt a chill run down his spine and immediately tried to change the subject, saying, "Speaking of which, the progress of summoning the floor bosses this year is far slower than last year. I wonder if the final boss, Behemoth, will even be able to be summoned successfully."

　"The final boss?" But Pandora seemed to have thought of something and asked in return, "This time, the final boss's summoning won't be in the secret chamber."

　Dark asked in surprise, "Why would you have such an idea?"

　"It's nothing," said Senior Pandora. "I just heard that someone summoned a boss-level monster using a secret room treasure chest. But judging from your reaction, it probably wasn't a floor boss."

　As she spoke, she looked at the candy bag that Dak was carrying and asked curiously, "Are you the 'Candy Giver'?"

　Dark smiled slightly, then reached for the candy bag and said, "Do you need a 'question card'?"

　The moment the "problem card" appeared, Pandora's expression suddenly changed.

　As soon as Dak pulled a "question card" from the candy bag, he immediately sensed something was wrong. He stopped abruptly and cautiously looked up at his senior.

　He still inadvertently mentioned the word "problem".

　"Speaking of which, you designed all the escape room puzzles," Pandora said.

　Dark drew out a "question card" and said, "Basically."

　Pandora looked at his face and suddenly sneered, "You saw it on the security camera."

　Knowing there was no way to escape, Dark simply said, "I saw Pandora suddenly take a step forward, and the distance between them instantly closed to almost face to face, their breaths licking each other's faces."

　Dark used "Netherworld Art" almost immediately, then subtly took a step back, holding the "Problem Card" between the two of them, creating some distance between them.

　Metaphor.

　Pandora reached out and snatched the "Question Card" from his hand. However, just as Dark thought her attention would be temporarily drawn to the question on the "Question Card,"...

　He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his cheek, as if he had been struck by a net. "Waaah!"

　Of course, Dak wouldn't let anyone manipulate him.

　While the final challenge of Room 09099 was indeed a bit difficult, that difficulty was entirely proportional to the points reward that could be obtained from Room 09099.

　There's no such thing as a free lunch in this world.

　Pandora's failure to pass through Room 09099 was essentially unrelated to him, and of course, he couldn't be blamed for it.

　So he immediately retaliated, his hands shooting out in an instant, grabbing Pandora's face hard and pulling it to both sides.

　"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

　The two of them pulled each other's cheeks like children.

　Although Dak was not to be outdone, he was naturally inferior in terms of momentum due to his "bliss".

　Although her skills were in no way inferior, she was forced to retreat repeatedly by the ever-approaching Pandora, eventually returning to the dark and quiet depths of the path she had just emerged from.

　Ultimately, Dark was cornered with nowhere to retreat.

　He panicked a little and quickly gave a knowing look, indicating that there was a "little devil version of a surveillance camera" above his head.

　But Pandora ignored it all and suddenly changed from pinching to kneading, angrily rubbing the cat's head!

　"Ahhh!"

　She called out softly, her face pulled away, yet still clearly revealing her true emotions.

　This was the first time Dak had ever seen his senior sister's expression when she was upset, and he suddenly felt like he wanted to see it again.

　He subconsciously let go of her hand.

　And then, there was no more chance.

　Pandora reacted quickly, raising and lowering her hands in an instant to trap his arms under her armpits, and then continued to angrily rub the cat's head!

　"Yeah!"

　half a minute.

　Pandora exhaled sharply, snorted coldly at Dark, and released her grip.

　Dak had suffered terribly and had lost all will to live.

　After venting her anger, Pandora finally felt relieved.

　Of course, she couldn't blame her failure on Dak; she had just been venting her emotions to someone close to her.

　Ultimately, she was just being coquettish.

　After feeling relieved, she took the "question card" back into her hand and held it...

　He still forced Darke into the corner and flipped it open to examine it.

　"What will we get if we solve this problem?" she asked.

　Dark glanced at the "question card" and said, "It's randomly drawn; it could be various candies, or it could be various resource or item cards."

　Pandora thought for a moment and said, "Give me the hardest one." Dark looked up and asked, "Are you sure?"

　Pandora replied decisively, "I'm sure!"

　“Alright then,” Dark said. “After all, the ‘candy maker’ is there to fulfill children’s requests.”

　Pandora:

　So Dark retrieved the "problem card" and replaced it with the highest difficulty one.

　After handing the "question card" to Pandora, he reminded her, "Come find me after you've solved the problem; I need to continue handing out candy."

　"Tsk!" Although Pandora disliked vulgarity, she still stepped back. Dark, "re-emerging from the shadows," couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

　The pressure from his senior was too great; he really couldn't handle it in that aspect.

　When he finally breathed a sigh of relief, the professors in the monitoring room were already laughing so hard they were doubled over.

　It's rare to see Dakdimon get his comeuppance; this precious moment must be remembered.

　Of course, Dak wouldn't put questions on the "question cards" that the students couldn't answer.

　Even the most difficult one is definitely not beyond the scope of the curriculum.

　If we were to calculate using traditional methods, it would require considerable computational power and a little more time.

　It's not necessarily worth it at a timed masquerade ball.

　Moreover, there is the possibility that the answer is incorrect.

　However, if you really want to obtain the rarest "prop card" of this masquerade ball, then you must solve that puzzle.

　After giving the "question card" to Pandora, Dak bid her farewell and headed towards the staircase leading to the lower level.

　In his designs, many of the more challenging escape rooms can be solved quickly or by using rare "item cards".

　His candy pouch contains the most rare "prop cards" of all the "candy givers".

　Therefore, he does have responsibilities, and is not just an ordinary "sugar dispenser" who is dispensable.

　Of course, getting rare "item cards" from him is more difficult than from other "candy givers".

　But as the saying goes, effort equals reward; you have to give to receive. However, Darkdemon's "candy-giving" business didn't go smoothly. He barely managed to overcome one obstacle before immediately running into a powerful monster. The monsters on the ninth floor were mostly nine-star magical spirits. Unless he disguised himself as a "candy merchant," he had no chance of escaping their gaze.

　"There's no other way but to fight!"

　Although he no longer needs to compete for credits and resources this year, there are still some things he has to continue experiencing.

　Even though the magic cards he has are all mindless, he's not someone that just any monster can mess with.

　As the roar of the Blue-Eyes White Dragon echoed throughout the floor, the "Sugar Distributor," riding three white dragons, made a grand entrance.

　"Isn't that Dark?"

　As soon as Gina Grant emerged from the secret chamber, she saw the three iconic "Blue-Eyes White Dragons".

　Then, she saw her dear junior student, who was surrounded by upperclassmen in a corner.

　She looked over with a hint of curiosity and finally noticed Dark's current attire.

　"I see, so he was one of the 'students'."

　Gina Grant suppressed a laugh and entered the crowd, extending her fair palm towards Dark.

　"Give me a more difficult one."

　There are always students who overestimate their abilities.

　Thinking that because they are senior students, they dared to take on a challenge.

　As for these students, Dak never hesitated to fulfill their wishes.

　Whoa, whoa, whoa!

　It’s actually not that difficult.

　In short, something unexpected happened again.

　Perhaps because the three "Blue-Eyes White Dragons" were too conspicuous, he was cornered by upperclassmen before he could even find the stairs to the eighth floor.

　Being cornered in the same way is the same, but being cornered in the same corner by one senior student and being cornered in the same corner by a group of senior students are definitely different feelings.

　The upperclassmen didn't care whether they could solve the problem or not; they just kept asking him for the "question cards."

　"Sure enough, the 'question cards' all have the question setter's signature." "Isn't that just a signature?"

　"Will this autographed card be priceless in ten or twenty years?"

　"Wow, things are valued for their scarcity. Unless you tear up all the autographed cards we have, and then..."

　"That won't do!"

　Listening to the upperclassmen's discussion, Dark felt as if the devil was among us. These guys were actually cursing him to die young so that they could increase the value of his "signature card".

　No, that's not a "signature card," it's a "question card"! "This is tricky!"

　Dak's eyes looked tired.

　Ever since he was cornered, senior students have been arriving one after another.

　He could still imagine that the words of the senior students were spreading like wildfire, probably throughout the entire ninth floor... no, there were only a few senior students who could maintain their positions on the ninth floor for a long time, so the rumors were definitely still spreading to the lower floors.

　The upperclassmen on the eighth and seventh floors probably already know that there is a poor "sugar-giving person" stuck in the corner on the ninth floor.

　But according to the rules, this is exactly the role of the "candy giver"—if someone asks him for candy, he has no choice but to give it to them.

　So not long after, all the "problem cards" he had in his bag were gone!

　"Cough, cough, cough!"

　A sense of relief inexplicably arose in Dak's heart.

　Then he addressed the upperclassmen who hadn't yet received their "question cards," saying, "I'm sorry, but my 'question card' has already gone out, so..."

　"I've solved it!" Suddenly, a senior student's cheer interrupted Dark's train of thought.

　He looked in the direction from which the sound came and saw a senior from the Magic Academy rushing over with his notebook.

　"Bringing a notebook to a masquerade ball, that's really something!" Dark calmly accepted the notebook, glanced at it, and said, "Although the solution is a bit complicated, the process and result are indeed correct. Here, your 'prop card'."

　The senior student smirked smugly.

　He specifically requested high-difficulty "question cards." Although the remaining "question cards" weren't as difficult when he came to ask for them, they certainly weren't easy either.

　The best reward for students of the Magic Academy is the book that can solve the difficult "problem cards".

　He took the "prop card" from Dark and planned to keep it as a keepsake.

　After all, this is proof of successfully solving the highly difficult "problem card" posed by Darkemon.

　It can only be said that this year's masquerade ball is secretly developing in a strange direction.