Infinite Chimera Creation

"It's no use, it's too slow. This time, it's the arch of the foot. A precise strike can create a tear."

"Your knee joint can make your opponent kneel down, isn't that super interesting?"

……

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"Here's the temple. A light tap will cause oxygen deprivation and unconsciousness, a heavy tap will cause brain hemorrhage and death."

Each time an attack location was introduced, the Viper would attack the corresponding location on Hirako Shinji's body. Although it wouldn't kill him, it caused Hirako Shinji intense pain, allowing him to memorize these locations in a short time.

"The last vital spot, this time, is your groin! Oh!! You covered it so quickly. But don't worry, I'm not going to kick your little guy myself. Who knows if you washed it after you were done? I don't want my feet to have some weird stuff on them."

Clap his hands, Wei She abandoned the unsteady Hirako Shinji, and walked towards Yuan Yuan, leaving behind only one sentence.

"Alright, that concludes the special lesson. See you next time, little chick!"

Seeing Wei She remove the mocking expression from his face, bid farewell to Yuan Yuan with utmost respect, and turn to leave the training ground, Hirako Shinji finally breathed a sigh of relief, fell backward, and slammed himself heavily to the ground.

"How did it feel? Wei She's freestyle lesson."

Without a sound, Yuan Yuan's face appeared in Hirako Shinji's field of vision.

Looking at that cold face covered by a black cloth, the exhausted Hirako Shinji gave a few helpless, bitter smiles.

"Although the process was painful, I believe that after this training, my freestyle fighting skills will definitely make a breakthrough. Thank you, teacher, for finding me such a good freestyle fighting master."

With a cold expression, Yuan Yuan nodded slightly.

"No need to thank me. I am your teacher and will naturally find ways to improve your abilities, whether it is the Ghost Path or the White Fight."

Hirako Shinji gave a wry smile, looked at Yuan Yuan with a puzzled expression, and asked in confusion.

"Teacher, you clearly meant well, so why did you have to portray the teaching assistant's task as so sinister?"

Through the special lesson just now, Hirako Shinji still couldn't discern the strength of the snake, but he could see that the snake's purpose was not to "teach you how to fight in the open to show you how wonderful it is to learn the Kido," but rather to teach him how to fight in the open.

Yuan Yuan sneered and slowly opened his mouth.

"You'll definitely feel bad if I say that, but that will make me feel better."

……

This person made no attempt to hide his malice.

Chapter Sixty-Two West

An argument, an adjective, generally describes a heated verbal exchange between two or more people, which can cause psychological harm to each other in severe cases.

Among these conditions, having two or more people is a prerequisite; if this condition is not met, the "argument" cannot be completed.

However, today in the Fourth Research Institute, there was a person acting strangely, as if he were mentally ill, arguing with himself.

“Snake, what’s wrong with you today? How could you behave so rudely in front of Father? If we had known you would do this, Ant and I would never have agreed to let you instruct Father’s students. Your behavior was so ugly that we couldn’t bear to look at you.”

The boy sitting on the stone chair spoke. Although his expression was calm, his voice was extremely low, as if he was suppressing his anger, giving the impression that he was roaring in a low voice.

"Huh? Disrespectful? Ugly? Are you kidding me, dog? You knew? Don't you know my personality? Do you think I would act like you, putting on airs and hiding my true self in front of Father? Don't dream, dog, I am a snake. In front of Father, I will always be my most authentic self."

The snake has no secrets from its father!

Also, don't bring up ants in everything you say. Ants are often silent because they're quiet, not because they're there to be a useful ally.

A cold, mocking voice also came from the boy's mouth, his face contorted into an extremely sarcastic expression as he spoke. That tone, that expression—it was none other than the teaching assistant, Wei She, who had appeared at the True Central Academy today.

"Snake!! Are you saying I've been hiding something from Father!?"

The same face, the same distorted features, but when that furious voice rang out, that delicate face was etched with extreme rage. The boy slammed his fist hard on the long table in front of him, as if hammering a nail, causing the massive table to sink deep into the ground.

"What? Are you angry out of embarrassment? How ridiculous, how pathetic. Is this all the magnanimity you have? Look at your current posture, your heart filled with anger, your eyes bloodshot. Why have you never shown this blood-blooded anger to your father?"

Because you yourself understand that this attitude of yours is truly ugly. You don't want to be disliked by your father, so you suppress the anger that is about to erupt at any moment and act like a good child in front of your father.

Before I became an Arrancar, you used your status as the main body to suppress me, forcing me to learn your disgusting ways and hide things from Father. Back then, I couldn't resist you, but things are different now. We're Arrancars now. You can't suppress me anymore, you can't make me deceive Father any longer.

The sarcastic words poured out without hesitation, and even though the other party was a being sharing the same body, the snake had no intention of restraining its venomous tongue.

Whatever the reason, as one of my father's most trusted sons, and bearing the name "West," I absolutely cannot hide anything from my father.

"I'm talking to you guys."

The sound was as cold as the clash of longswords, and words tinged with the stench of blood escaped the boy's lips. In an instant, all expression vanished from his face, leaving only a detached indifference.

"How utterly disrespectful they are to their father."

In an instant, the boy's left hand spread its five fingers wide, like a beast opening its mouth, while his right hand formed a palm, resembling a venomous snake extending its head, as if about to launch a deadly attack. The spiritual energy locked onto by his hands was actually focused on his own body. However, as if suppressed by something, although he had assumed an attacking stance, both his hands remained completely still.

"Ant, you deserve to die."

"Ant, you're asking for it!"

Two sentences, different words but with the same meaning, burst from the boy's mouth with a time difference of less than a second.

"It's no use. Father personally ordered that spiritual power is not allowed to be used in battle in the central hall. As for physical strength, even if you all combine your strength, you are no match for me."

With his expression still cold, Ant exerted a little force and easily disarmed himself from his attacking stance.

“As long as you do not intend to disobey Father’s orders, you will not pose a threat to me here.”

"Ant, what exactly do you mean! If you don't give a reasonable explanation, you're dead the moment you leave the central hall!"

"Although I don't like cooperating with that disgusting dog, if it's to deal with a villain who doubts my loyalty to Father, I can still suppress my disgust and work with the dog to shatter your soul."

Despite being threatened by "itself," the ant that controlled its body remained expressionless.

“We were all created by Father’s own hands. Do you think Father wouldn’t know our true nature?”

Hiding your true nature? You think you can hide it from your father? How arrogant you are to think you can fool him!

Show your true self? Don't you think your father will understand if you don't? How pathetic to think your father doesn't understand you!

That's all I have to say. The rest is up to you to decide."

After the ant finished speaking, the entire central hall fell silent. A long silence, like that of a graveyard, was finally broken.

"Pfft, pfft, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ruin the mood. It's just so funny! I never thought that Brother Ant was the dumbest, but it turns out that Brother Dog and Brother Snake are the real idiots. Pfft, pfft, it's so funny. This kind of drama where people who consider themselves wise are defeated by fools is great, so funny."

The blonde, elegantly dressed young girl lazily curled up in the stone chair, which seemed a bit too large for her, her small hand covering her mouth as she watched the boy's grim expression with amusement. Although she addressed him as "brother," a term of respect, her tone lacked any real respect, giving the impression that she was only calling him that because that's how the story was set up.

“Little Josephine, forget about West, that idiot whose combined IQ probably doesn’t even break double digits. Sit up straight. You’re a griffin, the ruler of the skies, not a house cat. This posture is just too embarrassing.”

A woman dressed in a maid outfit that shouldn't exist in this era, with long brown hair cascading down her back, gently picked up the little girl and placed her neatly back on the stone chair with the movements of arranging a doll.

"Huh? No way, Pabi, you just need to deal with that idiot West, don't worry about me. I need to always look cute so that I can ask for hugs, kisses, and 'smacks' the moment Daddy comes home... basically, I can just be as cute as I want."

Twisting her body, the little girl struck a different but equally adorable pose than before, staring longingly at the door as if Yuan Yuan would appear there at any moment.

P.S. Actually, I wanted to call this chapter "My Daughter is the Cutest" →_→, but then I realized it didn't fit my usual serious style, so I had to give up on that idea.

Chapter Sixty-Three: Karim

"Stop dreaming, Josephine. You know the Lord. Since the Lord said you are his daughter, then he must really treat you as his own daughter."

Reclining halfway in the stone chair, Morris, with his long gray hair and handsome middle-aged appearance, covered his left eye with one hand, while the other casually hung on the outside of the chair armrest, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

"Although my lord has gradually transcended the realm of humanity, the moral values ​​he developed during his human days—well, that's not quite right, but rather the habits he formed during his human days—make it impossible for him to harm his own daughter. In other words, you will definitely not succeed."

Josephine's lovely smile froze; she scratched her long, flowing golden hair in frustration, her face full of resentment.

"Waaah, Morris, I know all of this already. Don't even mention it, to be precise, apart from Lolo's mom, there's no way anyone could successfully seduce Dad. But even knowing this, I'm still so~ unwilling! Why does Dad belong only to that mom? She's just as good-looking as her."

As she finished speaking, Josephine's voice trailed off. After meeting Lolo, she truly lacked the confidence to loudly proclaim that she was no less capable than Lolo. Then, as if to bolster her spirits, she patted her cheeks, making her already adorable face flushed red, appearing even more alluring.

“A woman’s status is not determined by her looks, but by her value, her value. She has always been doing things for her father. In her father’s heart, Josephine is definitely more useful than her mother, who has become a parasite.”

Watching the blonde girl, her right fist clenched and waving in front of her chest, seemingly trying to convince herself of the wickedness of her werewolf bloodline, made Maurice's lips curl into a wicked smile.

“My lovely, valuable Josephine, you seem to have forgotten that it is the very same person you call a parasite, Lord Lolo, who helped the Lord cross the world.”

Suddenly, the girl froze, her expression turning into one of utter despair as she stared blankly at Maurice.

"Does that mean that he can't compare to Mom in any way? And therefore he can't take Dad away from Mom?"

Clearly visible in the girl's eyes was the message, "You absolutely must say no." Despite his seemingly caring and warm-hearted older man persona, Morris narrowed his eyes and uttered a single, resolute word.

"That's right."

In an instant, the girl seemed to lose all her strength and collapsed completely into the stone chair.

"Waaaaah, I'm desperate. I'm desperate about this world that doesn't give young girls a way to survive."

Lying softly in the stone bench, the little girl muttered to herself in a self-deprecating tone.

"When someone falls down, they need a kiss from their dad to get up. That's right, they need a kiss."

"Oh my, what an adorable gesture! If someone uses this kind of coquettishness, most people wouldn't be able to harden their hearts and refuse."

Seeing the glimmer of hope return to the girl's eyes, Maurice, his wicked nature erupting, suddenly let out a wicked grin.

"However, I bet if the Lord heard this, he would take you to the laboratory for a full-scale examination. A truly full-scale examination. I've seen it before in the laboratory. The Lord once laid out a suspected 'phantom' with a special substance inside it, just like unfolding a scroll, without harming its life."

“Maurice, your duty is to guard the laboratory, and you have no right to pry into your father’s experiments.”

Instantly, the girl who had been acting cute turned cold. Despite her petite frame, she exuded the aura of a queen, her sharp eyes seemingly containing a unique domineering presence.

This is the majesty hidden within the bloodline of the sky overlord.

Meanwhile, not only Josephine, but also Papyr, dressed in a maid outfit, and West, striking a thinker's pose, began to fill their eyes with murderous intent, as if they would kill Maurice if his explanation did not satisfy them.

Indeed, that is the case.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't do that! How could I possibly disobey the Lord's orders and peek at the Lord's experiment? That time, it was because the Hollow that was laid out was bat-shaped and seemed to have some special abilities related to death. That's why the Lord sent me, who has similar abilities, to take a look. I was given permission."

For a moment, Maurice seemed to panic. He waved his hands frantically and began to explain rapidly.

After he finished explaining, the atmosphere seemed to return to normal. Josephine started lying on the table and acting cute again, West struck a thinker's pose, and Papy put the rapier he had drawn from the broom back in and started sweeping silently again.

The silent, cold-faced boy standing behind Morris withdrew the dagger he had been pointing at Morris's heart and returned to his seat.

Instantly, cold sweat dripped down Maurice's face. Karim was already powerful and skilled in assassination, and now, after becoming an Arrancar, his strength had clearly improved significantly. Without Maurice's complete awareness, he had already appeared behind him, ready to take his life.

After returning to his seat, without making any move, the boy named Karim eliminated his presence. Even though he was sitting on the stone chair closest to the main seat, everyone took it for granted, ignoring his existence and going about their own business.

Those who need to be cute can continue to be cute, those who need to think can continue to think, and those who need to clean can continue cleaning for what seems to be the umpteenth time today.