Yagyu Sakura was walking on an uninhabited street where street lights flickered on and off due to circuit problems, making the lighting effect worrisome.
As the street lights flickered again, [she] appeared directly under the street light pole.
Yagyu Sakura did not respond, but continued to move.
And [she] didn't pay attention. After observing the surrounding environment with interest, she jumped through the vending machine that secretly violated the regulations at night and enlarged the advertising projection across the entire street. The virtual screen followed Yagyu Sakura who was moving forward, and she took the initiative to ask.
"Why do you use "Order"? If you use this kind of thing, you will develop resistance. "[She] asked with a slightly reproachful tone, "Just to vent your unhappiness? Are you really taking your medicine when you make such an emotional move?"
"It's taboo not to follow the doctor's advice." [She] accelerated forward, then turned around and said while walking backwards, "Or are you feeling unwell and have a fever that burned your brain?"
As she said that, [she] suddenly stopped and touched foreheads with Yagyu Sakura, and they bumped into each other.
"It hurts, it hurts..." Although [she] just passed through Yagyu Sakura's body, she quickly took a few steps back, pretending to be in pain, "But she didn't have a fever, it was quite cool, look. Your brain hasn’t been burned yet, but your forehead is a little too hard, right?”
"No...it turns out you're wearing a mask." [She] stood on tiptoes, stretched out her hands through the fur that covered Yagyu Sakura's cute face, and restrained her tightly, preventing her from escaping. "Which one is it? Acting? Heartless? Or..."
Like a cat, [she] rubbed the opponent with the same soft cheek, successfully untied the mask, and put her face to face to provide friction to prevent the mask from falling off, and at the same time, she hugged Yagyu Sakura. He pulled his hand back and took off the mask.
"I see."
Putting the mask next to Yagyu Sakura's face and comparing it, [she] let out an intriguing sigh.
"It's jealousy."
The words that told the truth had already turned hoarse before she finished. Yagyu Sakura forcefully grabbed [her] neck that was as slender and attractive as his own, and pressed [her] against the wall.
"Saki." Yagyu Sakura opened her mouth and rarely called [her] name.
"I'm here." The girl, who was strangled by the neck and had difficulty breathing, replied with a smile, "Do you have any orders?"
[In view of the general environment,
"go to hell."
"OK."
Saki acted with great obedience, and the next moment, her head exploded like a balloon that was pressed to the extreme.
The fingers that were as slender as those holding the girl's slender neck disappeared from the neck and followed the inertia like hot knife butter into the cement bricks. At the same time, an unpleasant joking voice sounded.
"Hey, little sister, aren't you bored out here so late?" A few young men in slutty clothes, who showed off their prosthetic structures without caring, approached Yagyu Sakura, "Let's see how you hold up. You are leaning against the wall, looking uncomfortable, let us take you to have some fun, we guarantee that we will make you forget your current troubles."
"What a lousy pick-up technique." Yagyu Sakura didn't even look at them, she still lowered her head, "Not up to par."
"Those who fail to meet the standards should be punished."
Without giving those young men another chance to say dirty words, Yagyu Sakura exerted a little force on her fingertips, and the bricks embedded in the wall were peeled off, and then they came into contact with the head of the person closest to her and shattered together.
The man's companions screamed and took out powerful weapons that did not match their image of street gangsters. They were military-grade products that had flowed into the underground world.
"You are the thugs of the "Ancient Painting Collector". It seems that he has been living a good life recently and can afford to support you guys. "Yagyu Sakura shook her head and said, "You want to catch me and use me to threaten Yuan-san."
"It's such an old-fashioned way.
, but it is quite effective for him. After all, that guy is such a gentle person. Not to mention the clues about the legendary prosthetic body, even if he really has a legendary prosthetic body in his hands, he will probably use it. Exchange it. "Yagyu Sakura smiled to herself, "Thinking about it this way, I really want to see what kind of reaction that guy would have if I was really captured."
"Forget it, in a sense, that guy is an extremely boring person, because others can never touch his true heart. The emotions he shows are just what he "thinks" others "think" he will It's just the emotion shown. ” Yagyu Sakura said to herself without paying any attention to the person holding the weapon.
"Speaking of which, White Day is coming soon." As if she remembered something, Sakura Yagyu suddenly changed the subject, "Although that guy was extremely ignorant and didn't give us the lovely Shiori-chan chocolate on Valentine's Day, but still It would be best if Shiori-chan gives him a gift on that day.”
"If Shiori-chan really had to choose a gift, she would probably find one randomly or not give it at all because it would be too troublesome. Those two people are exactly the same in this respect, so let me prepare it. Although it would have been too troublesome. It's just something that needs to be handed over to him." Yagyu Sakura sighed, "It's really difficult for me to be a hedgehog breeder."
"Saki, weapon."
The teasing tone disappeared from Yagyu Sakura's tone, and she ordered seriously, like a queen.
The headless [she] who was leaning on the wall pulled out her crest, knelt on her knees like a servant, picked it up with her hands, and handed it to Yagyu Sakura.
In the eyes of others, the blood of the young man lying on the ground, whose head was shattered together with the bricks, flowed up counterintuitively and converged into a naginata in Yagyu Sakura's hands. The blade was shrouded in an unnatural shadow. It emitted a harsh but silent scream, like a high-frequency cutting weapon.
"Then, please help me lead the way." Yagyu Sakura said with a teasing smile, "But I only need one head."
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Cold, shaking.
Hoshino Shiori woke up under the stimulation of electric current.
Somewhat irritably, she unplugged the data cable from the back of her neck. Hoshino Shiori climbed out of the bathtub filled with ice cubes and human cooling fluid. She skillfully inserted her fingers deep into her throat and stretched them out, stimulating the connection between them and stomach acid. The mixture was vomited together - normally one would wear a closed mask with its own oxygen source to prevent these foreign objects from entering, but for Hoshino Shiori, who had long been accustomed to them, it didn't matter.
The clothes she had worn before were casually discarded on the bathroom floor, and were naturally soaked. So she casually pulled off a half-dry towel, wrapped it around her body, and left the bathroom.
——Anyway, even if Ye sees a barren body like mine, she won’t have any desire.
——Compared with this, it is better not to let him wait too long.
With this thought in mind, Hoshino Shiori trotted to the entrance and opened the door without hesitation.
But what appeared outside the door was not Genya shown in the smart system, but Sakura Yagyu holding a rectangular board wrapped in oil paper.
"Good evening, Shiori-chan." Sakura Yagyu smiled at Hoshino Shiori, "Let's have a night love talk."
