🎧 Listen to Article
Browser
0:00
--:--
🔊 TTS Settings
1x
100%
“There really are no other clothes to change into right now, and that’s also why I had Mo Chen go back first. I couldn’t possibly ask him to go get your clothes for me to change into, could I?” “That’s true too.” Kitagawa Marin nodded, and her last trace of doubt dissipated. “Then wait here, I’ll go get them right now.”
As the footsteps faded away, Sana gently closed the crack of the door and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Mo Chen also breathed a sigh of relief. “It’s a good thing it was Kitagawa Marin. But I should be leaving now too.”
As he spoke, he was about to withdraw and back away, but the movement instantly made Sana‘s legs go weak, nearly causing her to sink to the ground.
Accompanied by a faint sound, a few wisps of clear liquid slid down the inner sides of her thighs. “Are you alright?” Mo Chen quickly reached out to steady her swaying figure.
Sana steadied herself with his support and said softly, “It’s fine, see you in college.”
She stood on tiptoe, planting a dragonfly-like light kiss on his lips. Mo Chen‘s nostrils were filled with the elegant natural fragrance of Sana‘s body.
It was only then that he suddenly noticed—I don’t know from when, but the sweet and cloying aura originating from the green liquid that had permeated the air had completely dissipated. That mysterious influence that had once disturbed his mind had quietly faded away imperceptibly.
Sana‘s previously abnormal state had also returned to normal by this moment.
“Hurry and go,” Sana gently pushed him, “It won’t be easy to explain once she comes back later.” She urged Mo Chen to leave this narrow space as soon as possible.
Chapter 20: Only 76 Favorability?
【Sana Kurauchi】 【Comfort: 85】
【Favorability: 76 (Mutual Affection)】
【Congratulations to the Destined Master and partner Sana Kurauchi, along with special guest Kitagawa Marin, for completing an R-rated performance involving all three people as a Pure Bystander for the first time】 【Reward: transparent potion】
【transparent potion: After ingestion, the user’s sense of existence will be erased from the world of everyone except the Destined Master, lasting for 1 hour. Total of 8 pills, please use with caution】
Only 76 favorability?
Although this was the most thrilling session, a favorability of 76,
was probably because it didn’t last long enough earlier and was interrupted by the sudden appearance of Kitagawa Marin, lacking enough time to grow fond of each other. Mo Chen walked out of the restroom with a hint of regret and came to the exhibition hall outside.
Staff members were already starting to repair the venue and clean up the ruins on site, and that pile of monster flesh had long been cleaned up thoroughly. Today’s comic convention obviously could no longer continue.
Many passing stall owners were coming and going from the venue, wanting to retrieve usable items from their respective stalls. Mo Chen naturally blended into this sparse crowd without drawing any attention.
When walking out of the damaged comic convention gates, the organizers were explaining the commotion from earlier to the gathered crowd:
Saying that what mistakenly entered the venue earlier was a bear from the mountains, while the Taimanin were described as “new bear-combat robots currently undergoing testing.” The existence of the Taimanin was, after all, a secret that needed to be strictly kept from the public.
Mo Chen looked back at the octopus-head-styled building, then turned and merged into the flow of people in the streets and alleys.
Everything returned to a peaceful daily life, and Tokyo remained a scene of prosperity and tranquility. Mo Chen‘s most urgent task right now was to rush home to charge his phone.
His time-stop ability was exhausted, and his phone was out of power. At this moment, most of his skills were on cooldown. “Auntie, please give me four crêpes.”
Mo Chen stopped in front of a roadside stall and ordered casually.
Since it was rare for him to come out, he had to bring back some souvenirs for those girls at home. “You’re Mo Chen, right?”
A clear voice with a hint of sharpness came from behind him. Mo Chen turned around and saw a petite girl standing not far away.
She was wearing a dark brown school uniform, her twin tails swaying gently with her movements, and she had wheat-colored skin—Mizuki Yukikaze.
She actually came looking for him proactively.
“You know me?” Mo Chen asked calmly.
Yukikaze walked over quickly: “Your friend Sana Kurauchi mentioned your name just now.”
Her gaze swept past the crêpe vendor nearby, and she slightly frowned. “Can we step aside to talk?”
Mo Chen didn’t say much and silently followed her to a quiet spot at the street corner.
After confirming that no one around was paying attention, Yukikaze lowered her gaze, precisely locking onto the dried green stain on his trouser cuff. Her nose twitched slightly, as if capturing the abnormal aura lingering in the air.
Yukikaze frowned slightly and said in a low voice, “Just a reminder, the liquid stained on your pants will affect people’s minds and amplify desires after it volatilizes.”
“Although it has almost volatilized by now, I still suggest you wash it clean as soon as possible.” “Is it hard to wash off?” Mo Chen lowered his head to look at his trouser cuff.
“Not hard, clear water can wash it off, just like ordinary water stains and blemishes.” As soon as Yukikaze finished speaking—
“Young man, your crêpes are ready!”
The loud noise of the roadside stall owner’s wife broke in, waving a paper bag at Mo Chen. “Just a moment.”
Mo Chen quickly returned to the stall to take the paper bag and came back, carefully taking out a crêpe from inside.
The edges of the caramel-colored crêpe skin had a lace-like crispy texture, the fluffy fresh cream was dotted with bright red strawberry slices, and the surface of the fruit flesh shimmered with fine powdered sugar.
The warm aroma of the pastry mixed with the sweet and cloying scent of cream spread through the air, forming a subtle contrast with the previous serious conversation.
“Want to eat? Our big hero.” He handed the crêpe toward Yukikaze.
Yukikaze was slightly stunned: “What are you talking about?”
“Of course I mean what happened in the comic convention,” Mo Chen said in a natural tone, “You saved me and Sana, right?” “It wasn’t me.”
“No way? I remember the last thing I saw before passing out was the figure of you fighting the monster.” Mo Chen continued to speak like a Pure Bystander.
“When I woke up, the monster had already been dealt with, and you look completely unscathed. Isn’t this the best proof?” Yukikaze‘s face darkened slightly, and she shook her head: “I am not a hero, and I didn’t save you.”
“Anyway, you fought to the death with the monster for everyone’s sake. It’s only right to treat you to a crêpe.”
Mo Chen said sincerely, pushing the crêpe in his hand forward a bit more. “Have a taste?”
Yukikaze sighed softly: “Alright.”
Under Mo Chen‘s insistence, she finally took the crêpe and carefully took a bite of the edge stained with cream.
Yukikaze said solemnly: “Remember, the official explanation might not fool you, but everything you saw today must be kept secret.”
“Our existence must never be made public, and this is also for your safety.” Mo Chen replied simply: “Understood.”
“You accepted it so readily, you’re quite calm.” Yukikaze looked him up and down.
“The mentalities and physiques of both of you are very special. Perhaps you are qualified to join us.” “Physique?” Mo Chen raised an eyebrow.
“There is a trace of magic power in both of your bodies. Hers is very weak and dissipating, while yours—”
Yukikaze paused, “Your potential is not bad.” Mo Chen: “Not interested.”
Are you kidding me? An organization like Taimanin is basically a pirate ship; goodness knows when it will capsize. The world lines where it crashes are definitely more than ten times higher than those where it doesn’t, and he wouldn’t join even if it killed him.
Besides, his “magic power” mostly came from the Succubus Constitution and wasn’t proper magic at all; at most, he only knew a few tricks like “mana replenishment”. If he really went, he’d definitely be cannon fodder.
“Your friend Sana said the same thing too.” Yukikaze didn’t force the issue.
“Our organization never forces recruitment. I’ll be leaving first. Remember, if you leak the secret, we won’t be polite at all.” “Yukikaze, it’s time to return to the team.”
A cold female voice came from not far away.
I saw a woman dressed in a white uniform walking over gracefully,
Her plump chest rose and fell slightly with her steps, and black silk stockings wrapped around her straight legs.
Her gaze swept across Mo Chen like a blade, finally landing on Yukikaze. “This mission is a bit unusual; we need to report back as soon as possible.” Yukikaze nodded slightly: “Understood, Rinko.”
The woman called Rinko gave Mo Chen a final glance: “Yukikaze should have said everything that needed to be reminded.”
Her fingertips gently brushed the hair by her ear, “I hope you can keep it firmly in mind, Mo Chen.”
Taimanin Akiyama Rinko was Yukikaze‘s partner,
However, they had nothing to do with Mo Chen, an ordinary student about to enter college, for the time being.
After watching the figures of the two Taimanin disappear around the street corner, Mo Chen returned unhurriedly to the crêpe stall. “Auntie, please make another crêpe.”
The stall owner’s wife, who was wiping the baking pan, looked up at him and revealed the smile of someone who had seen it all:
“Young man, don’t be discouraged! That twin-tailed little girl just now was quite cute; you can try a bit harder.”
Chapter 21: Are You Coaxing a Child?
“I don’t have much to do with her, we’re just ordinary passersby.”
Mo Chen took the newly made crêpe, took a bite, and spoke in a calm tone.
“How can young people have so little ambition!” The stall owner’s wife slapped the rag onto the counter, put her hands on her hips, and said, “If you like someone, you have to make the first move! Once the raw rice is cooked into cooked rice, are you still afraid she won’t admit to it?”
Looking at Mo Chen‘s loser-like appearance of an ordinary passerby, she instead became more and more enthusiastic as she spoke, gesticulating wildly while imparting her life experience. “Got it.”
Seeing how enthusiastic the stall owner’s wife was, Mo Chen didn’t want to ruin her mood, so he chatted with her for a few sentences along her lines until the roadside bus arrived, and then Mo Chen hurriedly said goodbye.
At noon, the clock hands in the living room quietly pointed to eleven. “Big bro? You’re back?”
Mo Chen pushed open the door to his home. Suou Yuki was lazily lying on the sofa, biting on potato chips, and greeting him incoherently. The room was filled with a warm fragrance; Fuka was probably stir-frying dishes in the kitchen.
Mo Chen handed over the paper bag in his hand: “It was on the way from the comic convention, I brought you guys some crêpes, take one.”
Suou Yuki‘s eyes immediately lit up. She sat up straight, took the paper bag, and put her lap: “You saw the real person, right? How was it? Is she even prettier than in the videos?” Mo Chen: “Pretty cute.”
Suou Yuki immediately smiled mischievously, drawing out the tone of the word “cute”: “Cu—te—hmph~”
She gave him a teasing look and continued: “Then big bro stayed at the comic convention for half a day, you wouldn’t have turned into a beast on the spot facing a cute girl, right?”
Mo Chen raised his hand and flicked her forehead lightly: “What are you thinking, I’m a decent person.” “Ouch!” Yuki covered her forehead, pretending to have tearful eyes,
“Big bro spent half a day with such a cute girl and actually made zero progress? How is that possible.” “Besides, going to a hotel to do that kind of thing after the comic convention disbands isn’t uncommon, right?”
Mo Chen paused, a flash of Sana‘s blushing face in the cubicle passing before his eyes. What progress could there be… I didn’t play around with anything either.
Suou Yuki keenly captured that momentary hesitation of his.
She immediately pulled a crêpe out of the paper bag and held it in front of him like an interview microphone: “Something’s fishy~ Big bro, confess honestly, did you have some kind of affair with her?” “What affair or no affair,” Mo Chen averted his gaze,
“Don’t you have Kitagawa Marin‘s contact information? Go ask her directly.”
Suou Yuki just opened her mouth: “Asking her doesn’t compare to asking big bro, the culprit caught in the act—” Before she could finish speaking, cold and dense cream was shoved straight into her mouth all at once.
Mo Chen suddenly reached out, violently pressing the entire crêpe onto her mouth, blocking the second half of her sentence.
“You talk too much,” Mo Chen let go of his hand, his tone carrying a bit of exasperated amusement, “Eat yours first.”
Suou Yuki was so startled by this sudden “attack” that her eyes widened. She whimpered vaguely, “I’ve been violated by big bro, I’m all dirtied up…” “Alright, Mo Chen, stop messing around.”
Fuka walked out of the kitchen wearing a white apron, stopping the farce. Only then did Mo Chen let go of his hand.
Suou Yuki was being pressed against the sofa cushion by him with the crêpe, most of her face plastered with snow-white cream and strawberry debris, and her hair tips were also stained with a few…
She was coughing while trying to lick away the sweetness at the corner of her mouth,
Mo Chen turned around and raised the paper bag: “Right, there’s a share for you and Qiong here too.” Fuka wiped her hands on her apron, took the paper bag, and looked at it.
“Two is just right… You and Qiong can eat them, I don’t need one, we’re going to eat in a bit.”
“My share was already eaten outside,” Mo Chen insisted, “If you don’t eat it, Qiong will have to eat two by herself.”
Fuka was silent for a moment, looked up at Mo Chen, and finally nodded gently: “…Alright.” She carefully took out a crêpe, held it with both hands, and lowered her head to take a small bite of the edge.
The cream left a pale white trace on her lips. She chewed carefully, a very light swallow sound escaping from her throat. “Quite delicious.”
Fuka raised her eyes, a very faint arc blooming at the corners of her mouth.
At this moment, her gaze inadvertently shifted downward, landing on Mo Chen‘s trouser cuff.
“Right, your trouser cuff here… is it stained with some paint?” She frowned slightly, reaching out to point at it. “It looks a bit dirty. Take them off later and put them in the laundry basket, I’ll wash them.”
“No need,” Mo Chen shook his head and refused, “I’ll go upstairs first, and deliver this to Qiong first.” He turned and went upstairs, coming to the door of Qiong’s bedroom.
His knuckles had just touched the door panel when the door opened inward.
Qiong stood behind the door, her long silver hair hanging loosely over her shoulders. There was no expression on her face, she just raised her eyes and looked at him quietly.
“I brought this for you.” Mo Chen handed over the crêpe. “Mn.”
Qiong took it and lowered her head to take a small bite.
Qiong: 【Staying downstairs for so long, it’s not even good anymore since it’s sat out, why give it to me last】 She chewed silently and took another bite.
Qiong: 【Annoying… I-I’ll just ignore him for three minutes】
Watching her sulking appearance, Mo Chen couldn’t help but reach out and rub the soft top of her head.
“Remember to come down after eating, we’re going to eat soon.” Qiong’s movements paused.
Qiong: 【What is this guy doing, it’s so embarrassing. Let go quickly】
Qiong didn’t dodge, she just buried her head a bit lower, eating the crêpe in her hand in small, faster bites. Airi: Where the hell did you run off to, you beast?
Mo Chen returned to his bedroom and plugged his phone into the charger.
As soon as it booted up, the screen popped up with unread messages from Airi—showing the sending time as 10:55 AM.
Mo Chen: Of course I went home, or did you want me to stay overnight at your place? Airi: Why wouldn’t it be okay? Idiot.
Airi: It’s not like I’m going to eat you, why did you run away last night?
