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Chapter 8
Mo Chen vaguely replied, “Well, they are all pretty good.” This could be called the standard answer for someone with choice paralysis.
Kitagawa Marin‘s cos videos were indeed well-produced; every work was completely covered up, yet cleverly and fully displayed her charm without crossing the line.
In his view, these videos were practically perfect with nothing to pick at, but none of them particularly amazed him. Sana couldn’t help but complain, “What’s the difference between your answer and no answer at all?”
Mo Chen gave a light cough and rather awkwardly changed the subject, “Actually, I’ve also been thinking about making a video account recently. Seeing how successful you guys are, I wonder if there are any special tips or experiences you can share?”
“Well, it mostly relies on careful preparation,” Kitagawa Marin said modestly, “and thanks to Sana‘s help; she always has a lot of good shooting ideas.”
Sana took over, “If it’s you, you can come to me anytime you need help. I just transferred to the nearby St. Lily Academy recently, so you can come over and chat when you have time.”
Mo Chen nodded in response, “It looks like we’ll be schoolmates when school starts tomorrow; I’m also at St. Lily Academy.”
Kitagawa Marin happily moved a bit closer, her eyes sparkling, “What a coincidence! We’re both going to be schoolmates, please take care of me from now on.” “I should be the one saying please take care of me.”
Feeling that their relationship had drawn close enough, Mo Chen naturally made a request,
“As it happens, I have some video content here and would like to ask you guys to take a look and give some opinions.”
Seeing that everyone’s relationship had gotten a bit closer, Mo Chen simply asked directly, “Oh? What content?” Sana immediately showed interest.
Kitagawa Marin also leaned over curiously, “I didn’t expect you to have this trick hidden up your sleeve.”
Mo Chen opened Tenka‘s video account and showed the two of them Tenka‘s singing video cosplaying a yellow dinosaur.
“It’s this one, what do you guys think? Is there anywhere that needs improvement?” Sana and Kitagawa Marin stared at the screen, falling into silence for a moment.
“Well…” Sana weighed her words, “Some fields really do require a bit of talent.”
Kitagawa Marin also tactfully added, “Your perseverance is quite admirable, at least… you guys are very courageous.” The surrounding atmosphere suddenly became somewhat subtly quiet.
“What’s with this heartbreaking silence?” Mo Chen couldn’t help asking. Sana gave a light sigh, “However, since you asked, I will help.”
“It’s fine,” Kitagawa Marin also chimed in gently, “I’ll try my best to help too.”
Just as the two of them were trying to comfort Mo Chen in a somewhat awkward way…!!!
A deafening loud bang suddenly came from the entrance of the comic convention, and the ground of the entire venue shook accordingly. The commotion of the crowd was instantly replaced by terrified screams, and everyone subconsciously looked toward the direction of the main gate.
They saw the archway at the entrance along with a part of the wall blown open by a brute force, with gravel and twisted metal frames splashing everywhere. Amidst the lingering smoke and dust, a dark shadow so huge it almost touched the ceiling of the venue straightened its body.
It maintained a distorted humanoid outline, its skin a dark purple like rotting internal organs, the surface covered with a sticky and throbbing vascular network. Its head had no facial features, only three pairs of compound eyes arranged in a fan shape that emitted a nether-red light.
Embedded in the center of its torso was a giant mouth densely packed with ghastly white sharp teeth, and a segmented long tongue like a giant centipede hung down from it. Its lower body consisted of several thick tentacles covered with slimy scales, wriggling to support its huge body.
“Wh-What is that? Is it a new program for the comic convention?” Sana actually plucked up the courage, raised her camera, and pressed the shutter aimed at the terrifying sight.
“This costume is way too realistic, right?” “Wait, this is completely unscientific.”
Mo Chen stared tightly at the monster, the saliva dripping from its mouth corroding the ground into hissing pits. “No matter how you look at it, it’s the real deal.”
The surrounding crowd had long fallen into panic, screams rising one after another, and people fled in all directions like a startled herd of beasts. Although he was a transmigrator and long used to unscientific things, Mo Chen‘s sanity was still frantically sounding the alarm.
He shouted anxiously to Sana and Kitagawa Marin, “Regardless of what that thing is, it’s definitely not right, we have to leave immediately!” “Boom!”
Another deafening loud bang exploded! They saw a petite black figure shoot out from behind the monster: a heavy kick in mid-air that fiercely kicked the behemoth down to the ground.
That figure landed lightly, the whole body shrouded in a large black cloak.
Only the hands holding guns were exposed—those bronze-colored hands steadily gripping two classically styled flintlock pistols, becoming the most eye-catching focus.
Chapter 16: Hypnosis Initiation
The twin guns in the cloaked person’s hands erupted with scorching white electric light, the muzzles dancing with lightning like special effects.
Orb after orb of electricity bombarding the monster triggered shrill wails, and the air was filled with the burnt smell of scorched flesh.
Sana tightly gripped her camera, the lens dead-set on following this supernatural duel: “You take Marin and go first. This scene is too shocking, I have to capture it.” Mo Chen glanced at the reckless Sana, then quickly scanned the battlefield.
Although the cloaked person was locked in an undecided battle with the monster, they were clearly not going to lose.
Right now was also an excellent opportunity to be alone with Kitagawa Marin. “Then—”
Mo Chen looked down at Kitagawa Marin beside him who was cosplaying Alice, his gaze sweeping over the slightly inconvenient long dress on her body, “Need help?”
Kitagawa Marin looked a bit troubled: “Sorry, this outfit… is indeed not very easy to move around in. But it’s okay.”
“Then excuse me.” Mo Chen said, bending down without hesitation to scoop her up by the waist. “Ah!” Kitagawa Marin let out a cry of surprise, her cheeks instantly dyed red.
Losing her balance, she subconsciously wrapped her arms around Mo Chen‘s neck, pressing her whole body against him.
Because she was not of a petite build, this closeness caused the soft curves of her chest to inadvertently press against Mo Chen‘s cheek. A fresh, sweet body fragrance like brown sugar wafted faintly over.
“Sorry, running out of time,” Mo Chen‘s voice remained calm, “This is more convenient.”
While Mo Chen was indeed taking advantage of the opportunity to cop a feel, at this moment it was more out of realistic considerations.
If they only held hands, dragged down by this heavy cos outfit, she wouldn’t be able to keep up with the speed, and he would have to drag her with great effort. It was more efficient to just run with a load directly.
The main gate of the main hall was being affected by the aftermath of the battle and was impassable.
Mo Chen had to take the back door, holding Kitagawa Marin as they quickly shuttled through the empty corridor. Since the comic convention had just started not long ago, there weren’t many people, and they had long since fled and scattered.
However, when they rushed to the back door, they found that the exit had been completely sealed off by collapsed gravel.
Kitagawa Marin‘s body visibly stiffened for a moment, “How could this happen?”
Her tone was somewhat flustered, “Are we trapped?” “Only temporarily.” Mo Chen‘s answer was brief and affirmative.
He quickly looked around and found that there weren’t even windows nearby; fortunately, there was an unmanned stairwell in the adjacent hallway. “Go in here to take cover.”
Mo Chen immediately turned and ducked inside.
The space here was quite spacious, though filled with dust and scattered with cleaning tools like brooms. He carefully put Kitagawa Marin down, and the two leaned against the wall to catch their breath briefly.
Kitagawa Marin looked at Mo Chen panting on the ground and said softly, “Thank you.” “You’re welcome.” Mo Chen replied.
He raised his head, and also raised his phone.
The hypnosis app interface was quietly opening up.
Kitagawa Marin‘s eyes instantly lost focus, becoming hollow and lifeless. “You must feel satisfied with this photo.”
Mo Chen stood up and brought up the photo taken during time-stop.
In the image, her skirt was slightly lifted, and the blue-and-white stripes between her legs were exceptionally clear under the ambiguous light.
Kitagawa Marin gazed at the screen with dazed eyes, murmuring, “Satisfied, of course satisfied… The composition and pose are both very creative.”
She involuntarily reached out her finger and tapped between her legs in the image. The pure white bloomers were only pulled down to her knees.
That was because Mo Chen was in a rush at the time and could only hastily pull them down to there to make do for the photo.
“However,” she softly murmured, her voice carrying the docility unique to being hypnotized, “It could probably be shot better…”
Under Mo Chen‘s startled gaze, Kitagawa Marin‘s hands actually slowly reached into her skirt, personally and gently pulling down that pure white pair of bloomers along her legs. When the fabric slid to her ankles, she lightly raised her foot to completely take them off.
“Can you hold this for me?” She unceremoniously stuffed the bloomers that still carried her body temperature into Mo Chen‘s arms. Mo Chen subconsciously caught this sudden gift, the residual warmth on the fabric transmitting through his fingertips. “What are you…?”
“Let’s retake a photo.”
Kitagawa Marin said, pinching the front hem of her skirt and gently biting it between her lips, lifting the skirt with both hands to both sides to fully expose the blue-and-white fabric.
The skirt corner held in her mouth gave her voice a soft nasal tone: “Hurry up and take it… while no one is around.”
Looking at Kitagawa Marin who proactively struck such a posture, did Mo Chen have any possibility of refusing? Mo Chen: “Then I’ll take it.”
He immediately raised his phone and pressed the shutter aimed at Kitagawa Marin. “Done.”
“Take a few more,” Kitagawa Marin actively proposed instead, looking at his posture holding the phone, “You look like you rarely take photos, practice more.”
“Alright.” Mo Chen complied readily, his fingers pressing the shutter continuously.
He originally intended to just snap a few casually to cope, but Kitagawa Marin suddenly turned around lightly.
Her skirt fluttered up gracefully, her buttocks wrapped in blue-and-white striped underwear looming vaguely amidst the flying fabric. This seductive moment was accurately captured by the lens, leaving Mo Chen somewhat stunned.
Kitagawa Marin had already pressed down her lifted skirt and walked to his side. “What are you daydreaming for? Let me see how the photos turned out.”
She leaned in to look at the phone screen, “You’ve got a lot of talent for taking pictures.”
【Ding! Task over-completed!】
【As a Pure Bystander, the master, with Kitagawa Marin‘s active cooperation, successfully photographed a photobook containing her intimate apparel and gained high recognition for the work from her personally.】
(Reward: hypnosis app permission advanced, talent 【Origin of Demon】 unlocked (over-fulfilled reward))
【hypnosis app: Selfie mode unlocked, now capable of simultaneously hypnotizing multiple targets at once】
【Origin of Demon: A new talent for the Succubus Constitution unlocked. The magic blood flowing in the body can restore any type of supernatural energy for the contract target when performing energy infusion with them—to a succubus, “magic power” is a general term for all alien energies.】
【Origin of Demon: Succubi naturally have magic-filled blood flowing within their bodies. When the master infuses it into the contract target, it can grant the target a recovery in magic power.】
【Note: Magic power here is a general term for various unusual energies. To a succubus, magic power does not only refer to magic power, but is a general term for all supernatural energies, and can be replenished even if not called magic power.】
Capable of hypnotizing multiple targets at once. Mo Chen‘s heart skipped a beat.
This was undoubtedly a qualitative leap.
In the future, he wouldn’t need to be like this time, having to dismiss Sana and wait until he was alone with Kitagawa Marin to make a move.
Rumble— A violent vibration came from the direction of the exhibition hall, and the entire space shook along with it.
The surrounding objects shook constantly, and Kitagawa Marin tumbled in the turbulence, crashing into Mo Chen‘s arms, before hurriedly steadying her body. “Sorry.”
Mo Chen: “It’s fine.”
The commotion outside was getting bigger and bigger, and continuing to stay here waiting for rescue was clearly unrealistic.
“Remember, evacuate immediately when you encounter danger. Right now you only have one command: wait for me safely right here.”
Mo Chen issued the final hypnosis command to Kitagawa Marin.
“Mm, rest assured, I will live well.” Kitagawa Marin responded with a smile.
Chapter 17: Yukikaze
The venue was still continuously shaking, and Mo Chen quietly left the stairwell.
When he crossed the corridor, came to the edge of the venue door, and carefully poked his line of sight out, the scene before his eyes had completely fallen into ruins. In the direction of the main hall, broken steel frames and concrete blocks crushed against each other, and dust filled the air like a thick fog. A figure stood in the center of the ruins.
That was a black-haired girl, fine sweat oozing on her bronze-colored skin, a striking red ribbon tied in her hair. Her face still retained a bit of childishness, and the black cloak draped over her body was damaged in multiple places.
It was precisely the cloaked person from before. At this moment, the front of the cloak was torn, revealing the dark, tight-fitting combat suit underneath, outlining a lean and vigorous body line.
Her figure was as nimble as an elf, holding a archaic flintlock pistol in each hand, the muzzles dancing with ominous electric arcs. Taimanin, Mizuki Yukikaze.
Having transmigrated over here at the age of ten, Mo Chen relied on his rich anime experience to recognize this classic character at a glance. Yukikaze continuously poured electric light toward that humanoid monster, and the stray electric arcs swept across the surroundings,
the displayed showcases and hanging posters turning into charred ruins upon contact, and the air filled with a pungent burnt smell. The monster’s whole body was covered with charred holes torn open by electric shocks, but the wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It let out a roar mixed with pain and fury, its counterattack speed and power growing even more frantic amidst the trauma, every swipe of its sharp claws carrying a shrieking sound that tore through the air, forcing Yukikaze to constantly leap and dodge.
Yukikaze gritted her teeth, every pull of the trigger accompanied by deafening thunder and the monster’s shrill howl.
The electric light burst open patches of scorched blood flowers on its body surface, but it could never pierce through that near-infinite vitality, and the battle fell into an agonizing stalemate.
“Yo, how come you didn’t take Kitagawa Marin to escape together?” Sana‘s voice suddenly came from the side.
Mo Chen looked toward the source of the sound, only to see that fearless war correspondent hiding behind an overturned concrete slab.
That broken piece of ground was about one meter high, becoming her temporary cover. And she was actually still holding her camera, the lens stubbornly following the distant battlefield.
It had to be said that for an ordinary person like her to be completely unscathed in such a dangerous situation was simply a miracle.
Perhaps these kinds of underworld heroines, besides occasionally showing vulnerability on a psychological level, demonstrated a near-omnipotent strength in physiological or other fields.
“The back door was blocked, I came back to the front to check the situation.” Mo Chen explained concisely,
“Is there anyone else here?”
“Nope, that Yukikaze person just covered the others and evacuated them, now there’s only me left.” Sana‘s lens constantly followed the intensely fighting Taimanin in the distance,
“You can take Kitagawa Marin and leave through the main entrance, she will clear the way for you.” Mo Chen couldn’t help asking further: “Why didn’t you leave with the crowd?” “No need.”
An unusual radiance bloomed on Sana‘s face, her tone carrying undisguised excitement, “To be able to witness a battle between extraordinary beings, even dying would make the price of the ticket worth it.” Boom! A loud crash!
In yet another fierce collision between Yukikaze and the monster, the erupting shockwave swept up all the surrounding debris. Suddenly, a flying stool struck squarely on Sana‘s head as she poked it out to film,
she let out a muffled groan, barely able to support the ground to steady her form, her entire body leaning powerlessly back behind that person-height concrete slab. “You guy, stop messing around!”
Seeing that she was still courting death, Mo Chen immediately crawled closer toward her.
This woman still had to help him and Tenka make videos later; she couldn’t just die here like this. “Don’t worry about me.” Sana barely responded.
Mo Chen quickly moved behind her cover and advised in a low voice, “Come with me to a safe place to take cover first.”
“You’ve taken enough photos, the task now is to stay alive and bring the photos out. If something happens to you, everything will be gone.”
Sana pulled out a weak smile: “Since you’ve said so, then I’ll—” Before her words finished falling, a sudden mutation occurred.
