On our way to college in Lilith's limousine, I opened my phone and saw the news trending online.
The anchor began reading: {The medical world was shaken last night by a sudden tragedy. Mark Reynolds, the teenager recently awarded a billion dollars by foreign mogul Mr. Adams for his “miraculous” cancer treatment, was present at St. Jude's Hospital when Mr. Darren Criss flatlined under suspicious circumstances.} {Eyewitnesses say ReLatest Chapter
227. Whom?
Meanwhile.....Outside the red torii gate of the shrine, Lilith planted her boot firmly into Mark’s chest, kicking him away so she could chamber her weapon for another strike on Rita's head.BANG!She swung with all her strength, aiming to crush Rita's skull, but this time she wasn't so lucky. Rita caught the metal pole barehanded. Her grip was so intensely tight that the iron tube groaned, compressing and bending inward under her fingers before she forcefully ripped it out of Lilith's hands.Lilith’s eyes widened in horror as her weapon was snatched away with brute force right before her eyes. Before she could even process her next move, Rita surged to her feet. Her hand shot forward, clamping around Lilith’s throat, choking the breath out of her as she hoisted her effortlessly into the air. Lilith’s feet dangled uselessly above the ground as she struggled to break the grip.Meanwhile, Mark scrambled up from the dirt, his mind furiously
226. Yui and Kaida
Earlier That Day...A young man, nineteen to twenty-one years old, mopped the wooden floor thoroughly, making sure not even a single speck of dust remained.He was dressed only in a white tank top and boxers. Despite it being early morning with a sharp chill hanging in the air, he didn’t feel cold. Not even slightly. Who would feel cold after blasting through two hundred consecutive push-ups without a single break?After finishing the floors—walking barefoot across the clean wood—he clicked his fingers. A tiny spark of fire ignited in the hearth, illuminating the firewood. Placing a heavy cast-iron pan over the heat, he began frying eggs while expertly prepping bread and tea on the side.As he worked, a light sweat beaded on his forehead. He brushed it away, revealing smooth skin that, along with the rest of his flawless complexion, could easily make someone mistake him for a girl at first glance. Fortunately, his sharp, defined jawline
225. Possession
Rita didn’t even look up at Mark. Her eyes were hollow and empty. After he blocked her initial strike, she flipped backward effortlessly, landing in a bizarre, disjointed posture with legs stretched wide, hands dangling loosely like a practitioner of some twisted drunken boxing."Go check on Lilith!" Mark roared at a terrified Alice. "I'll handle whatever the hell this is!"Mark dropped into his own fighting stance. The last thing he wanted was to hurt his sister, but the reality of the situation forced his hand: either he fought, or he stood by and watched Rita slaughter them all."I choose to fight," he hissed under his breath, locking his resolve.With a burst of speed, he charged. Rita lunged forward to meet him, her movements an unsettling contradiction, clunky and dead-eyed like a zombie, yet blindingly fast. Their fists collided mid-air with a brutal, deafening crack, like two boulders smashing together."How did you
224. The red gate
At exactly 5:00 PM, Mark and the girls stepped out of their hotel rooms. Mark carried a small bag slung over his shoulder. It held only the essentials: a flashlight, some snacks, water, and—just in case—a few small throwing knives. He would have vastly preferred a firearm, but Japan’s strict laws made civilian gun ownership next to impossible.Bundled up in warm jackets, beanies, and heavy boots, the group huddled on the sidewalk, waiting for their Uber."So... we aren't staying for long, right?" Alice asked, shivering slightly."Depends," Mark replied.Alice raised an eyebrow. "On what, exactly?"Before Mark could answer, Rita let out a sudden shriek. She clutched her head, her face twisting into utter disgust. High above them in the branches of a barren tree, a bird had just ruined her night."What the fuck?!" she gagged, wiping bird poop from her hair while the other girls burst out laughing.Lilith pul
223. Legend of Oiwa-san
(The Next Morning)Mark woke to the gentle morning breeze fluttering the curtains, sending soft shafts of sunlight dancing across his bed.He blinked against the brightness and looked around. The hotel room was spotlessly clean, and he was completely alone. That’s when the chaotic memories of the previous night came rushing back. The mysterious System User, the accusations of being a Revolutionary, the desperate sprint back to his harem, and the glorious moment he literally face-planted and blacked out right at that noodles shop door.‘They must’ve dragged my ass back to the hotel,’ Mark thought, stretching as he stood up.Surprisingly, he felt fantastic. He pulled up his interface to check his stats: both his HP and MP were topped off to their absolute limits. His muscles were just a little sore—a parting gift from the Speed Potion, or perhaps a byproduct of the absolute marathon of a bedroom session he’d put his body through beforehand
222. Encounter with a system user
Looking around the crowded restaurant, Mark’s eyes locked onto a Japanese man wearing a black hoodie who had just stepped through the door.The guy had his face obscured, making it impossible to map out his facial features perfectly, but suddenly, he whipped his head up. His gaze pierced straight through the crowd to meet Mark's. In that instant, it was obvious—the stranger knew Mark wasn't an ordinary human either.Mark immediately stood up to approach him, but the man pivoted on his heel and vanished back out the door."Hey... wait up! I just wanna talk!" Mark shouted, bolting after him.His heroines called out, demanding to know what was happening, but he barked a quick, "Stay here!" and plunged into the street.Sprinting out of the restaurant, Mark caught a fleeting glimpse of the black hoodie ducking left into a narrow alleyway. He accelerated, tearing around the corner, but the stranger was pulling away. It made no sense. Thank
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