I, Madoka Kaname, am just a Kamen Rider passing by

Since Li Lin was not tempted by Meijiu's charm, and with the traces of spiritual power remaining on her body, Meijiu naturally... understood.

Then, there is only one answer.

A torrent of golden light particles gathered behind Miku, and the huge organ and sound waves blew away the raindrops falling around her.

Angel of Sound - Pojun Songstress, is a huge organ with a keyboard of light, and the silver pipe can be used as a microphone. It can play different music, and the effect varies depending on the music.

With both hands gently pressing on the keyboard, Miku's expression gradually relaxed as she came up with a solution. "Even if it's an elf, as long as it's weakened to a certain extent, I can control it. Onee-sama, I will definitely make you mine."

“…Ha. Has it finally come to this?”

Looking at Mijiu who even pulled out the angel, Li Lin silently took out the Evol driver.

At the same time, Homura Akemi, who was supposed to be unconscious lying on the bed, opened her eyes.

However, what on earth was that dark and deep look that seemed to have spanned countless battlefields and emanated a chilling and indifferent look?

It's like he's become a different person.

Chapter 84: Yuiyomi 9. Part 4

The dim warm light reflects a comfortable light, and against the night and rain outside the window, as well as the lightning that occasionally cuts through the sky, it sets off the cozy atmosphere of the cabin.

Although Madoka and Li Lin initially insisted on not letting anyone touch the manager's room, Artemisia could only watch them with resentment and then went to sleep on the floor with a quilt in her arms. But she couldn't let the unconscious Homura lie there, right?

How could it be justified in this world that a person who had to be both a patient and a lover should be made to sleep on a cold floor?

At this moment, Madoka and Artemisia were in the basement adjusting and repairing a medical display device that had begun to leak electricity because it had not been used or maintained for a long time.

Niya stayed by Homura Akemi's side, looking at the girl who saved her with worried eyes.

Nia knew about the relationship between Homura Akemi and Madoka Kaname, but it didn't matter. After all, they were just close friends and had not crossed the line of friendship.

However, even without her history and memory, he still relied on instinct and a painting to cross the world to pursue his lover's footsteps. It was admirable. Even Erya, who usually played dirty jokes as an instinct and often interrupted, respected this cross-world tracker.

amazing.

Should Niya complain about the worthy Homura Akemi? She couldn't do it at all, and she didn't even dare to think about the possibility of such a thing. What kind of third-rate love comic is this... Authors these days don't play stories about obsessions that transcend the rules of the world or heart-wrenching stories. They just draw a cute and erotic comic and PY the industry bigwigs to stir up the heat. Just don't follow the old thief Togashi and stop updating. Apart from the hard work, the money is simply counted until the hands are tired.

In Niya's opinion, Akemi Homura's experience is more dramatic and incredible than Japanese light novels and comics. However, the story can still talk about logic and continuity, foreshadowing and climax, but the reality... is far more magical and suffocating than the novel. You will never imagine that among the nearly 7 billion people on the earth, there are so many silly and refreshing existences.

However, just as Niya was holding Homura Akemi's hand and sighing, her eyelashes, which had been sleeping, trembled slightly.

"..."

woke up.

Under Niya's gaze, Homura Akemi, who had been motionless and looked like a corpse except for her breathing, suddenly opened her eyes, woke up from her sleep, lifted the quilt and sat up from the bed.

But...what's with those eyes?

Although it sounds a bit childish and strange to say this, what on earth is that deep and dim look that seems to have crossed countless battlefields and reincarnations, and that makes one's back chill and body freeze? !

"Hmm, unexpectedly refreshing... Tsk, my shoulders and waist hurt a little, is it because of years of overtime work?" Homura Akemi slapped Erya's hand away with disgust, stood up, stretched, and then rubbed her shoulders and waist while muttering strangely to herself.

"Xiaohoumula...are you okay..." He looked strange. Although he woke up, how should I put it? In Erya's opinion, he seemed to be crazy and might have a small problem.

"Don't call me by that name. Madoka is the only one who has the right to call me Homura."

With cold eyes, Homura Akemi suddenly grabbed Niya's collar and pressed her against the wall. The violent collision made Niya, who was in poor health, scream in pain. Coincidentally, Xiaoyuan, who had just adjusted the display device and had oil on her face, her hair ends burned by the current, and her clothes cut a few times, just pushed the door open and said, "Niya-san, you've worked so hard to help me take care of Xiaoyan... Hey, hey, hey?!"

So, what did she see in the eyes of the Circle that connected the elves, destroyed the world's history, and rewrote the future?

Homura Akemi, who has a cold and aloof demeanor, looks like a domineering president with a JOJO style, and a face vaguely reminiscent of Araki's, has forced Miss Niya, whose face is full of fear, weakness, pity, and helplessness, into a corner.

Homura Akemi supported herself against the wall with one hand, and "gently" stroked Niya's neck with the other hand, moving closer and closer. The distance between their faces was very close, almost touching.

To sum up in one sentence.

This was an unpleasant but coincidental misunderstanding.

From Madoka's perspective, Homura Akemi pinned Nia Honjo against the wall.

"emmmm..."

The worry and anxiety on the cute girl's face gradually disappeared, turning into anxiety and helplessness. Then she thought for a moment, pounded her palms, let out a long breath, and shook her head helplessly.

After completing the above series of actions, Xiaoyuan seemed to have figured something out.

"Sorry to bother you two. Goodbye."

Xiaoyuan bowed deeply to the two people who had an OVO look on their faces. Yes, it was a 90° right angle, and it was an extremely standard one. Then she smiled regretfully, slammed the door, and disappeared from Homura Akemi's sight.

"..."

"..."

Homura Akemi and Nia looked at each other.

Erya just spread his hands silently and blinked innocently.

——Is it my fault?

Meanwhile, on the other side.

The huge organ played passionate music in the heavy rain, and even the rain that was madly hitting the asphalt ground was shaken away, creating an area without rain for a moment.

However, the sound waves that were condensed and compressed into a sharp knife could not even leave a scratch on the front armor of the "Knight Man" in front of her. After all, it was Kamen Rider Evol, who could only leave a white mark that disappeared with a single wipe, not to mention Miku, who was not an ADC or DPS player... Even the embarrassing Niya was better than Miku.

However, if this continues, AST and Fraxinus will detect the fluctuation of spiritual power. AST is still okay, she can't shoot down Kotori's airship, there is no grudge between them. Although she is playing the role of a snake monster, she hopes that as few people as possible will die.

Alas, there is probably no knight in the world who is more gentle and loving than her.

"Tsukino, is that enough?"

The raindrops dripped gently onto the mask and slid down the smooth surface of the armor.

Without any defense, as if she was about to explode with a good temper, Li Lin let Meijiu attack her. Since her defense could not be broken, she was too lazy to even raise her hand to block it. However, her deliberate act of releasing Wang Yang Hai angered Meijiu again, who was already angry.

"I've already told you that I've given up the name Aoi Tsukino. Now I'm called Yui Miku!"

"Well, as you wish, Miku. There is one more thing."

His right hand shook the joystick frantically, and a nebula-like light emerged under Li Lin's feet to the sound of variations of Ode to Joy.

The reason why she doesn't like to use violence is that violence can only solve the person who raises the problem, not the problem itself. Li Lin is not as gentle as Yuan.

This is by no means gentle.

No matter what others say, she will not admit that this feeling is a symbol of tenderness. She changed history in the last world just for Homura Akemi and everyone, and she never had any intention of pitying those magical girls.

"Whether you're an elf or a human, the so-called growth is to say goodbye to your immature past. There should be some limits on your recklessness and spoiled behavior, Miku!"

Ready to go!

The hand cranking the joystick finally stopped.

Evoltic Finish! Ciao!

Then, Li Lin kicked out mercilessly.

Chapter 85: Yuiyomi 9. Part 5. And the Round Flame in the Bathroom

Heavy rain poured down on the streets of Tiangong City.

Through the window, all you can see is the night scene composed of the night sky and the rain. Looking into the blurry distance, you can see many star-like lights dotted in it.

However, in the darkness of the night, blocked by the sound of rain, a faint sound like breaking glass was heard.

As if it came into reality from a fairy tale, its texture and luster have an incredible dreamlike feeling. The golden organ, which is like a work of art, was destroyed and shattered into pieces when it collided with the gas condensed from the nebula. When it approached the ground, it seemed to lose its support and turned into light particles and dissipated in the air.

The strongest spear of the elf was easily destroyed in the collision with the knight. Of course, this was also related to Miku's own shame. If it was Tohka's Last Sword, Yoshino's Frozen Armor, Hoshimiya Rokuko's Sealing Master, or at least the Hurricane Knight of the Yamai sisters, all of them could block the knight kick launched by the girl in cobra form.

After all, Yuiya Miku's Pojun Songstress is positioned as a support, not an angel suitable for head-on confrontations.

Then, under Meijiu's astonished gaze, Li Lin mercilessly kicked her in the chest, sending her flying. She rolled on the ground for several times before she lay powerlessly not far away.

After losing the spiritual power barrier, the rainstorm also wet Meijiu's dazzling and beautiful silver-purple hair, and even the light curtain part of the spiritual outfit gradually dimmed.

"So strong... This is what onee-sama is like as an elf... Puff, cough cough..." Although she was knocked to the ground and even spit out blood, Miku still bit her lip, forced herself to raise her head, and looked directly at the girl without giving up.

No, no, no, this has nothing to do with the elves. It's just the girl's unilateral cheating, relying on the power of the knight from another world to suppress Miku. There's no power worth boasting about, and she still hopes to become Kuuga... an armored knight... how to put it, there's always a feeling of being restrained.

Although the movements were very smooth, she was not as used to it as before. She still quite liked the refreshing feeling of the wind blowing on her body when she became Kuuga.

Ah? As for the remaining spiritual power in her body, it was probably the trace left by Madoka. Please forgive me for not being able to describe the specific reason and process, otherwise I will be 404.

"Have you had enough of your nonsense? Mijiu, you are almost eighteen years old, can you be a little more mature..." Before she could finish her words, when the girl's eyes met Mijiu's, she was stunned.

At this moment, Mijiu bit her lips tightly and looked at the girl with an expression as if she was about to cry. The girl couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears sliding down her cheeks.

"Why……"

The slow and elegant tone of his previous conversation had disappeared, replaced by a tearful tone.

"Why, if onee-sama has always been so strong, why didn't you come to help me then?"

"…It's not that I did nothing. Remember your agent and the TV producer? I investigated and cleared the intelligence about them overnight, and then killed them with my own hands. One by one, I broke their bones and tortured them to death, and then destroyed the bodies…" After pulling out the Cobra Full Bottle and the Knight System, the girl's true face was exposed in the heavy rain. She let the rain wet her body, and even her once soft and flowing hair was wet and stuck together.

Originally, the girl didn't want Miku to know about this.

Will you be hated?

She didn't want her close sister and friendly friends to know her dark and cruel side, so she had to bear the pain alone. She was satisfied just by looking at everyone smiling happily in the sun.

Nowadays, it’s really great to be able to enjoy everyday life peacefully with the person I love (referring to Xiaoyuan)...Ren, I have found my own happiness again.

"Then why..."

"You can say that, but there's no need. I sincerely hope that you can live as a normal person, but now it seems that you can't get your wish. This is really cruel, isn't it, Miku?"

"..."

Speechless, Miku just stared at the girl who was smiling bitterly with helplessness.

The girl slowly walked over to Miku and squatted down, then gently held her hand as if it were some precious and fragile item, "As a sister, isn't it natural for me to take care of my sister? Although we are not related by blood, since the store manager brought us together, it is a fate worth cherishing."

"...One more thing, it's weird to call me onee-sama. It's better to just call me Yuan-sister as usual."

The girls' foreheads pressed together, and Li Lin said this with her eyes closed.

"But what you just said could be false, right?"

"Whether you believe it or not is up to you, Miku. It's up to you to decide and judge. Hmm... But no matter how much time has passed, in my opinion, you are you, and you will always be my precious sister. I've said that the door of Nascita will always be open to you and Origami."

"Will you really forgive me? I clearly want to..."

However, just when Mijiu was trembling and thought she had been forgiven, she saw the girl staring at her seriously, "Meijiu, you, did you misunderstand something? As a sister, although I shouldn't interfere too much in your private life, I should guide you on the right path."

"Hey?"

Miku tilted her head in surprise.

"Tell me the truth, how many girls have you harmed?"

"Well... Sister Yuan, do you remember how many slices of bread you have eaten?"

"Stop giving me the cold shoulder!"

"Well, one... two a day. Really, I just take the two lovely children home for tea and check their health."

Although she had expected this, since she was a carnivorous lesbian after all, what the girl didn't expect was Mijiu's fruitful record, which was even more... enviable and disgusting than those time travelers who opened the Crystal Palace.

"Well, I roughly know it. And Mijiu, you better grit your teeth."

--boom.

"Hey hey hey?! Ugh!"

The girl punched Miku in the stomach again without mercy, knocking her to the ground.

……

Some regrets.

And sad.

What exactly is this feeling of relief that comes from an old friend finally finding his own life?