My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

Hui's original spirit body, composed of ether, has disintegrated and disappeared, returning to its most fundamental void soul.

The source seemed unaware of the danger, instinctively drawing wisdom in.

It had encountered this kind of thing many times before. Every now and then, someone would intentionally or unintentionally wander into this place and then have their soul cleansed into a blank.

Wisdom was thus absorbed into the source.

Once it enters the source, the Void Soul can no longer hide.

It instantly transformed into a black hole, like a black dot, devouring everything within the source that was close to it.

Just a moment.

If Hui were still conscious, she would surely exclaim in surprise: "There are already 100,000 strings?!"

The black hole, the size of an ink dot, was very alert, moving around and continuing to devour everything, moving to a different location after each shot.

To minimize the possibility of being discovered at the root cause.

As the engulfing continues, the black hole grows larger and its suction force becomes stronger.

Within the immense vortex of origin, a tiny, extremely tiny vortex seemed to suddenly appear, inconspicuous yet relentlessly devouring everything around it.

However, even though the black hole had been trying extremely hard to devour the souls, and the soul mass had increased rapidly like a rocket, the vortex of origin did not seem to decrease at all.

In terms of the root cause, it's like the ocean losing a lake's worth of water—negligible.

If you lack talent, time will make up for it.

Hui had already lost consciousness; the process of devouring was entirely the instinctive behavior of a void soul.

Time just kept flowing by...

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Chapter 416 The Peaceful Morning of the Original World

Original world.

Sapporo City.

The entire city was peaceful and serene. This was not Fuyuki City, and there was no Holy Grail War being secretly waged here.

As the capital of Hokkaido, the temperature here is low all year round, and now that it is December, it already feels like winter.

early morning.

The sky was overcast, and the chill of the night had not yet faded. A thin layer of frost covered the streets, roadside flowers and trees, and the surfaces of parked cars throughout Sapporo.

In a two-story detached house near the suburbs in Dongcheng District, the second-floor room is filled with a pink, girlish atmosphere, with floral wallpaper, cartoon-patterned bed sheets, and a pale yellow dressing table...

On the large bed in the middle of the room, Hui and Kouta slept peacefully, with several cute and fluffy little animals placed at their bedside.

The air outside was chilly, but the room was very warm. During the renovation, the floors and walls of the room were covered with radiators.

"Tick, tick, tick, tick..."

The clock on the bedside table kept ticking, and its hands were about to point to six.

Kouta, who was under the covers, twitched his eyelids slightly and slowly opened his eyes.

Kouta has long since developed a biological clock of waking up early and going to bed early. Although going to bed early has become a luxury for him now, he still insists on waking up early every day.

After opening my eyes.

Kouta was initially a little dazed, but then he realized something was wrong: he didn't feel like he was being pressed down.

He turned to look at his side, where Hui was sleeping quietly beside him, exuding a serene and ladylike charm.

"Strange, Hui is being so well-behaved today?"

These days of sharing a bed have made Kōta completely give up on trying to cure Hui's sleeping posture.

When she's asleep, rolling around is no big deal for her. Hui also really likes to hold things in her arms. Before, she would put one of her jade-like legs on his stomach every day, and then press one arm on his face while burying her little head in his armpit.

That wasn't the worst part; what bothered him most was his hair.

Hui has long hair that reaches her waist, she is beautiful and charming, and has the temperament of a fairy descending to earth. He usually loves her and often plays with her.

Hui used to have her own bed and would fall asleep as soon as she lay down. As for her hair, she didn't care what it was; she could wear it wherever she wanted.

But when the two of them started sleeping together, he realized it was a huge trap.

He specifically searched online: How should I deal with my wife's hair before she goes to sleep at night?

The browser screen flashed and displayed many options: sweep all the hair back, spread it out to the sides, tie it into two braids, or tie a braid and pull it back.

He ignored the last two points because he didn't know how to braid his hair.

In the end, he chose the first option, and every night before going to bed, he would help Hui tuck her hair behind her ear. Hui would pout and glare at him several times, thinking that he found her annoying.

Even so, every morning when he woke up, he would find Hui's hair covering his face, and sometimes he would unconsciously eat it.

Therefore, the first thing he does every morning when he wakes up is to figure out how to remove the hair covering his face without disturbing Hui.

Today, Hui's ladylike sleeping posture gave him a sense of unreality.

He carefully sat up from the bed, turned to the side and looked at her closely. The girl's beautiful face was quiet and peaceful, her eyes were naturally closed, her pink lips were slightly pursed, and her chest rose and fell with her breath.

Kouta didn't notice anything unusual and thought that maybe Hui was finally growing up. With that thought, his gaze moved down to Hui's lower abdomen, where he could see a noticeable bulge even through the blanket.

A happy expression appeared on his face. He pulled the blanket up over Hui, then carefully got out of bed, got dressed, and left the room.

The entire process was carried out with extreme care, and almost no sound was made.

Come downstairs.

After washing up, he got dressed and went out to the nearby morning market to buy fresh ingredients to cook something delicious for Hui.

As soon as you go out.

"Whoosh..."

A gust of cold wind swept over him, carrying the unique fragrance of the morning, penetrating into Kōta's lungs, feeling exceptionally cool and refreshing.

The flowers and plants in the yard were covered with a thin layer of frost, looking as if they were covered with a layer of hazy gauze.

You can't see anything on the ground, but when you step on it, you can hear a "squeak..." cracking sound.

When Kouta stepped out of the yard, the single-lane street was deserted. After all, when he chose this house, he was drawn to its location away from the hustle and bustle of the city, its beautiful environment, its location on the edge of the community, and its proximity to the nearest neighbors, which was a minute or two away.

We hadn't walked for long when we entered the community.

Gradually, pedestrians appeared around, almost all of them women, who were full-time housewives in the community.

Kouta was one of the few men in this large group of women.

When Kouta arrived, some people greeted him warmly.

"Hashiki-kun, you're up so early today too!" Hashiki is an identity that Kouta has created.

“Yoneno-neechan too.” Kouta said with a smile, “Thank you for your help earlier, Yoneno-neechan. Rieko’s appetite has improved a lot after taking the juice powder you recommended.”

Neighborhoods in Japan are inherently based on personal relationships, so it's essential to maintain good connections with your neighbors.

"Rieko" was an identity he fabricated for Hui.

He didn't hide Hui's pregnancy from her, after all, these housewives were experienced, and he was happy to ask them for advice on things girls should pay attention to during pregnancy.

Yonex was delighted to hear "older sister," her eyes narrowed comfortably, and her affection for Kouta increased dramatically.

"Of course! Let me tell you, within a hundred miles around, when it comes to experience with pregnancy, I dare say I'm second to none."

Kouta couldn't refute this, because this woman named Yoneno, although not particularly attractive, was a "ruthless person" who gave birth to triplets at once.

This incident became well-known in the neighborhood, and the local government awarded her a medal in recognition of her outstanding contributions to combating Japan's declining birth rate.

Now all three of her children are in kindergarten.

A short-haired woman next to Yoneno greeted him, saying, "I really envy Hashiki-kun's wife. She has such a loving husband, unlike my deadbeat husband who only knows how to drink every day."

"I envy Arikawa-neechan's husband. He must be so happy to have such a beautiful and virtuous wife!" Kouta said with emotion. As a wife himself, he felt that his wife was indescribably inferior to any of the women in front of him.

"Hashiki-kun has such a sweet tongue, I wonder how many girls he's fooled." Arikawa gave Kouta a delighted look. "Hashiki-kun, when are you going to bring your little darling out here so we can see what kind of girl she is that makes Hashiki-kun love her so much every day?"

Upon hearing this, the people around him became interested and all looked at Kouta.

"..." Kouta's face stiffened.

However, at this moment, a woman named Chikauchi next to Arikawa said, "You guys don't know this, do you? Mr. Hashiki's little wife is very beautiful. I saw her from afar on the road last time, and even I, a woman, was completely mesmerized."

"Really? Tell me more!"

"Of course it's true. That afternoon, when I was passing through the park..."

"You guys chat first, I have something to do, I'll be leaving now." Seeing that the women around Jin Nei were surrounding him, Kōta took the opportunity to slip away.

'It seems I should take Hui out for walks more often, so she can meet the neighbors. She can wear a mask and say she has a cold or something,' Kouta thought as he walked.

Chapter 417 What the heck is this "supporting door-to-door service" nonsense?

When I arrived at the morning market, it was already quite lively.

The street was bustling with people, and the sounds of bargaining filled the air.

Kouta also started buying things. He didn't haggle; he just paid for whatever he liked.

And so we arrived at the seafood market, which was bustling with activity.

Kouta walked deeper into the street and came to a deserted shop.

This shop is just one room, not very big, about fifty or sixty square meters. Inside, there are many large fiberglass containers filled with live fish.

A wooden table was placed near the entrance, covered with ice shards, and various kinds of seafood that had already been gutted were placed on top of the ice shards.

As soon as Kouta entered the room, a pungent, fishy smell hit him.

"Mr. Qiaomu, what would you like to buy?" A middle-aged woman wearing an apricot-yellow waterproof apron asked enthusiastically as she stepped forward.

The woman looked to be in her forties; years of hard work had left faint crow's feet marks at the corners of her eyes.

Her once thick, black hair was now streaked with silver, and her temples were damp with sweat, clinging to her face. Her figure had long since changed, but one could still see glimpses of her former slenderness. Her eyes were somewhat cloudy and tired, yet they also held a strong quality. The wrinkles etched on her face by the years could not conceal her former beauty.

"Ms. Uehara, do you have any sea cucumbers here?"