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"Clap—clap—clap—" He gradually slowed down the pace of his clapping.
"This is applause that expresses contempt."
"Pah...pah...pah..."
The newcomer stood under the beam of Toyokawa Shoko's flashlight and explained in a calm tone, "This is... well, the applause that villains use."
Koshimura Sawa: "......"
Toyokawa Shoko: “…”
How about I slap you right now and you hear what kind of applause that is?
"Alright, that's enough small talk." The man with messy samurai hair and a wide black haori rested his left hand on the scabbard at his waist. "I thought I could get rid of you with that defective one... but then again, I stayed behind—to act as your kaishakunin (second).
He twitched his lips, a smile spreading across his stubble-covered face.
“I am a samurai, my name is samurai, my title is samurai, my profession is samurai, you may call me—samurai.”
Who is Eve Wakamiya to you?
Koshimura sighed and rubbed his forehead, his gaze sweeping over the empty sleeve of Koshimura's right arm.
So, what triggered the reaction of the [Black Gu] just now wasn't the monster, but him?
"Do you know Kurata Mashiro?" Koshimura asked directly. "She's a girl with short white hair and blue eyes."
"What?!" The samurai's brows furrowed instantly, and he shouted sharply, "I have been focusing on my cultivation, how could I possibly know such a person!"
That seems to be the case.
"There's no point in saying more." The samurai drew his long sword from his waist with his left hand. "Although I'm still a little unaccustomed to wielding a sword with my left hand, it's not a problem to just 'swipe' it."
Through the dim light of the flashlight, Koshimura Sawa could see the three silk strings taut on the blade.
Shamisen?
“Let me do it.” Toyokawa Shoko stepped forward and reached out to shield Eshimura Sawa behind her.
She raised her hand to summon the black keyboard, and her fingers lightly touched the keys—
But no sound came out.
Toyokawa Shoko looked down in astonishment.
A lone white piano key is suspended in mid-air.
The remaining part of the keyboard had been instantly sliced and shredded, turning into specks of light that dissipated into the air.
Almost simultaneously, Koshimura Sawa let out a cry of pain.
A deep, bone-revealing wound suddenly appeared on his chest, intersecting with the original scar to form a symmetrical "X" shape.
"Excuse me." The samurai calmly sheathed his longsword, his smile unchanged. "I have a slight case of obsessive-compulsive disorder. I hope you won't mind?"
Amynos!
Wait, did I turn on taunt or not? Why is someone attacking me as soon as they come in?
"Damn it—" Toyokawa Shoko gritted her teeth and dispelled the last remaining white piano keys. She glanced back at the wound on Koshimura Sawa, from which blood was still gushing, and a resolute look flashed in her eyes.
"Um...does it only work if we kiss?" she asked, taking a deep breath as if she were going all out.
"Huh?" Yueyi San 4 Lin Qi Er Er Si Ba Si
Miss Toyokawa Shoko seems to have misunderstood something.
"Wait, it's not what you think—" Before he could explain, Toyokawa Shoko had already pressed his face down and kissed him forcefully.
The samurai's sword fell to the ground with a clatter.
He pondered for a long time at that moment.
Time seemed to freeze, stretching out infinitely.
He recalled his innocent and lovely childhood sweetheart, and the despair he felt when he finally returned to his hometown only to find that she had become a female version of Ryoko, posting high-resolution videos of herself practicing her driving test every day on TikTok.
I thought of the girl in the next class whom I had a crush on for a long time, and how surprised she was when she asked me how I dared to assume my gender when I finally mustered up the courage to confess to her.
I think of the girl next door who runs the convenience store downstairs, and the pain of finally asking for her contact information only to find out she's a female singer who's watched too much of the band "Shenren Girls".
I thought of the girl from Dongda University whom I had been dating online for many years, and the sense of redemption I felt when she showed me her Fu Shou'er-like face and asked for an exorbitant dowry from her Jiangxi IP address during our first video call.
The samurai was enraged!
"Damn it, why?!" He picked up the samurai sword that had fallen to the ground, his face contorted with rage, and drew the sword from its sheath!
At this critical moment——
The entire underground area began to shake violently without warning, and rubble mixed with dust fell from the ceiling.
Koshimura Sawa, still being forcibly kissed by Toyokawa Shoko, stared wide-eyed.
Children, does being exposed to strong alkali really work?
Hey Chao Xiangzi, what are you doing sticking out your tongue?
After a violent earthquake, a huge, spiderweb-like crack instantly appeared on the ceiling above their heads.
—It crashed down with a bang!
"Sawarin, I'm here to save you! Ahhhhhh—" the pink dragon roared as it descended from the sky through a hole in the ceiling.
Chihaya Aine? !
I thought you were offline for so many chapters because you went to participate in the World Moe Competition.
And isn't the Dragon Vein Warlock's flight ability unlocked at level 14?
Upon closer inspection, Koshimura Sawa realized that it wasn't her flying on her own, but rather Udagawa Tomoe, who had a pair of enormous dragon wings on her back, steadily supporting her from behind.
So there's already a big hole next to it, why did you open another one?
Without giving Koshimura a moment to complain, Chihaya Aine in the air hugged her guitar tightly and plucked the strings hard at the samurai below who was unsteady due to the earthquake!
--boom! ! !
【Dragon Breath Technique】.
A torrent of flames roared and surged, like the angry breath of a dragon, instantly turning the spot where the warrior stood into a sea of fire.
Under the cover of the flames, Udagawa Tomoe swooped down, placing Chihaya Aine next to Koshimura Sawa, while he himself landed steadily between the samurai and the others. His broad dragon wings folded, and his sharp eyes locked onto the enemy in the flames.
"Are you alright, bro?" She glanced at Yue Cunze and said with a sigh of relief, "This place is really convoluted. Luckily, as soon as you lost signal, Xiao Aiyin realized something was wrong and told me to hurry over here."
"How was it, Sawarin? Was the leader's rescue timely enough?" Chihaya Aine put her hands on her hips, tilted her little face up proudly, and opened her eyes, ready to receive his praise.
Then I saw the two of them embracing and kissing tightly.
"Huh?" Her smile froze on her face instantly. "You guys—hiccup!"
A pink bubble slowly floated out of her open mouth, interrupting what she was about to say.
[Wild Magic Surge: 1d100=49]
[In the next minute, you will blow pink bubbles as soon as you open your mouth.]
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Tomoe Udagawa slightly adjusted his black fingerless gloves and looked at the samurai who had used his sword to cut through the dragon's breath.
"Afterglow's [Crimson Dragon]?" The samurai's smile vanished instantly, replaced by a look of seriousness. "Isn't it a bit too much of an honor for me that such an important figure has personally come here?"
“You might not believe it, but I was forced to come here.” Tomoe Utagawa sighed helplessly, stretching his slightly sore wrists.
"Heh." The samurai scoffed dismissively. "I heard you're a drummer. Where are your double maces? Aren't you going to take them out? Or do you think you can defeat me with your bare hands?"
“You seem to have misunderstood something.” Tomoe Utagawa stood with his legs apart, assuming a starting stance, with crimson dragon energy swirling around his fists.
"The so-called drummer is someone who beats the enemy until they make a sound. If the enemy doesn't make a sound, you beat him until he does!"
[Wow, that's a great comment! Even I'm getting excited!]
The samurai remained silent, only strumming the shamisen in his hand.
His surging fighting spirit transformed into an invisible wave of energy that rose behind him, making the air itself thicken.
And on the other side——
Chihaya Aine stepped forward, placed her hands between the two, and forcefully separated them.
"Sawarin, who is this woman?!" she asked anxiously, spitting out another bubble that landed on Koshimura Sawa's face and popped with a "pop".
Strawberry flavored.
Shoko Toyokawa swayed as she stood up, turned to look at her, and covered her mouth in surprise: "Aine-kun?"
"Xiangzi-kun?" Chihaya Aine looked equally incredulous, then burped and exhaled a string of pink bubbles.
It's quite fun.
Chihaya Aine felt like the sky was about to fall. Why was it that every girl she met seemed to be thinking about members of her own adventure party?
Wasn't I here first?
Don't you guys have your own sorcerers to chat about... oh, really not.
"Xiangzi-kun, aren't you going to explain what's going on here?" Chihaya Aine's eyes instantly lost their luster, becoming empty and cold. She asked expressionlessly, "Why are you here, and why did you do that...that..." to Sawarin?
"Where I am is none of your business, is it?" Sensing the undisguised hostility in her tone, Toyokawa Shoko frowned and interrupted her directly, "But you, you act like Koshimura-kun is your property. Who are you to him?"
"Who is he?" Chihaya Aine almost laughed out of anger. "He's a member of our Anon Tkoyo Adventurer Guild! We made a promise to become the strongest adventurer guild in the world together!"
If you hadn't mentioned that name, I might have been able to say a few words for you.
"Just a member of an adventurer's party?" Toyokawa Shoko's lips curled into a disdainful smile. "Koshimura and I have a life-or-death bond, we're inseparable. I'm his Oblivionis, and he's my Aminoac..."
Is Mujica's worldview really this fragile?! It was modified in such a short time?!
"So, you're still just 'Koshimura-kun,' right?" Chihaya Aine keenly spotted the key point and raised her eyebrows smugly. "Zezeze even gave me special permission to call him by his special nickname 'Sawarin,' you know?"
I do not know how?
"Um... everyone... I think I can still be saved." Koshimura Sawa weakly raised his hand, interrupting the two who were comparing themselves like children.
Toyokawa Shoko turned to look at Koshimura Sawa, whose wound was oozing blood and whose face was gradually turning pale (from fright). She took a deep breath and suppressed her emotions. "Aine-san, now is not the time to argue. Koshimura-san is seriously injured. Only a kiss can temporarily stabilize his injuries. I may have already used up my kisses, so only you can help him now."
"Huh?!" Chihaya Aine broke character instantly, her face filled with shock. "How could such a thing possibly happen?"
"Do you want to watch him bleed to death?!" Toyokawa Shoko's face darkened instantly, and she shouted sternly.
"But this is too..." Chihaya Aine subconsciously looked at the horrific wound on Koshimura Sawa's chest, her heart feeling as if it had been violently clenched.
Toyokawa Shoko simply watched her silently, then stepped back to make room for her.
“Sawarin…” The girl’s voice was choked with sobs. She took a deep breath, suddenly closed her eyes, and leaned closer to Koshimura Sawa. “Ahhh—Sawarin, you have to find a way to make it up to me when we get back!”
Now, I can no longer bring myself to say that wound healing and kissing are actually unrelated.
Just as Koshimura was about to turn and run away, Chihaya Aine pulled him back with a mechanical grappling hook, aimed it at his face, and with the determination of a warrior cutting off his own arm, kissed him fiercely.
The girl's slender body was initially a little stiff and unnatural, but it quickly softened and she put all her weight on him.
However, for Yuecunze, the experience was not so pleasant.
Bubbles are coming! Ahhhhhh!
Koshimura struggled in vain with his hands, but the opponent was the infamous pink milk dragon. With only 10 points of strength, how could he possibly break free from her clutches?
Pink bubbles burst one after another in his mouth, bringing a tangy sensation like pouring a whole tube of Mentos into Coke and taking popping candy at the same time.
And it doesn't even taste like a normal strawberry; it tastes like cheap artificial strawberry flavoring.
Koshimura felt that he might never be able to eat anything strawberry-flavored again in his life.
I've been craving strawberries, but they're so expensive!
Giraffe, watch out for your rice noodles!
"It seems... it's still not working. Why don't you stick out your tongue and try?" Toyokawa Shoko looked at the still bleeding wound on Koshimura Sawa's chest and could only anxiously circle around the two of them.
I beg you, Teacher Da Xiang, please stop being such a strategist! This is completely misleading minors!
"Ugh—ugh—" Chihaya Aine kept her mouth tightly shut, making a protesting sound that was clearly filled with dissatisfaction, her face already as red as a boiled shrimp.
“But it only worked when I stuck out my tongue,” Toyokawa Shoko quickly added.
You're absolutely unbeatable, Toyokawa Shoko.