I don't want to fall in love when I come to the moon world

"Master.....sir....what...are you...doing..."

The words were dry, and the cheeks, which were originally slightly red, now seemed to be congested, and the clear eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist.

"you said so?"

Zi Yi whispered in the ear of this cute little girl with a playful look on her face, and the breath from her lips gently fluttered her pink earlobe. Seeing the small and soft earlobe also stained with that bright color, Zi Yi couldn't help but feel happy.

This kind of Souji is more adorable.

Are you just too shy?

You're like this before you even start?

So you won't surrender without waiting for me to make a move?

If that's the case, it would be worse than last time.

Zi Yi stretched out her hands, and the five fingers of both hands slowly moved forward along Okita Souji's elastic and slender waist.

Even though there was clothing blocking her view, to Okita Souji she felt as if she were completely naked at the moment, sitting naked on her Master's lap, while her Master's hands gently stroked the skin around her waist.

His body was trembling slightly and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The bright color on Okita Souji's pretty face became more and more intense, closer to the bright red blood.

The string that maintains Okita Souji's sanity is getting closer and closer to the brink of collapse and may break at any time.

As Zi Yi's soft lips gently held the warm earlobe, the string that held Okita Souji's reason and consciousness was broken.

Zi Yi looked at Okita Souji who had fainted in her arms with a confused look on her face.

This won't work?

Feeling the wetness gradually spreading on the hem of her skirt, Ziyi felt very complicated.

What a thing!

Two hundred and ninety-seven, the desire to live

What a fool.

Looking at the girl who had fainted in his arms, Zi Yi couldn't help but sigh.

Although my heart is full of helplessness, there is still a subtle joy in that helplessness.

Because this kind of Souji Okita is really cute.

Zi Yi suddenly began to look forward to what kind of expression she would have if one day she forcefully took everything away from this idiot.

There were ripples in his eyes, and "evil" thoughts were beating in Zi Yi's lively heart.

That's a heart-pounding feeling...

But no.

In just a moment, Zi Yi erased the evil thought from his mind.

With this idiot's temper, he would definitely take his own knife and slit his own throat in a minute!

Unless she directly controls the other person's body, there is a high probability that she will not be able to escape being killed.

The guy who looks weak and easy to bully actually has a strong heart.

Hold this fool by the waist, put your arm around her shoulders,

With that chuckle, Zi Yi put the idiot on the bed.

Looking at the pretty face whose bright color had not yet faded, Zi Yi slowly lowered her head.

The silvery-white hair is like willow branches in spring, gently caressing the smooth skin.

The moist and soft lips were slightly opened, and the white teeth were clearly visible between the pink.

It slowly moves downwards but only touches the water.

Covering her soft lips, a faint blush appeared on Zi Yi's face.

It's shyness, or maybe it's enjoying the unique fun at the moment.

The soft lips pursed slightly, and then raised a smile.

Let’s do it again?

She advised herself in her heart, and then lowered her lips again.

But this time it was no longer a light touch, but he gently savored the cherry blossom-like fragrance on the lips.

A hand quietly unbuttoned her clothes, and slender fingers easily jumped over the last barrier.

The slender fingers stroked across the skin whiter than snow and passed over the towering peaks.

Without stopping for a moment, it seemed as if it was looking for something on the snow-white "land".

Stop, on that flat belly with almost no fat.

Sakura released her kiss, a sweet smile on her face.

She looked at the body halfway, with a hint of amusement in her eyes.

She is an honest person and she won't do what she says she will not do.

She just wanted to give this fool the same thing she gave Medea.

The power that belongs to her.

It’s just that the way she gave this power to Okita Souji was slightly different from Medea’s.

The green index finger moved slowly across the soft belly, and a touch of color gradually emerged on the snow-white skin.

She was carving something, and as the colorful lines emerged, a wonderful pattern with special meaning gradually took shape.

Looking at the pattern, looking at his own masterpiece, the smile in Ziyi's eyes became more and more intense.

What a perfect masterpiece!

She smiled softly, then dressed the idiot and...left the room quietly.

This is not her room. From the beginning, she prepared this room to feed this idiot.

Although she wanted to rest with this idiot, now that things had come to this, she might as well go find Medea.

After not seeing her for so long, she missed her witch princess very much.

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Chaldea.

Ritsuka Fujimaru's room.

The girl looked like a sleeping beauty, her delicate face looking so adorable.

The eyes that slowly opened were no longer as clear as before.

The originally beautiful orange pupils now carried a hint of death.

She is going to die.

The girl was well aware that she would not live long.

She had thought about this when she was using the Ultra Bomb. After all, she was not a prince with an Ultra Heart.

The end of death?

She had thought about it at that time, but not as deeply as she does now.

Will I die?

She looked at the warm-colored ceiling in front of her in a coquettish manner.

This is Chaldea, this is her room, and this is also her last little harbor in this world.

Chaldea is very large, and even though many places have been blocked by the system due to malfunctions, there are still many places where people can move around.

But for the girl, only here, only this room that can accommodate only a few people can give her the little warmth.

Although he became the hero he longed for in his heart, the first Ultraman, and could even truly bear the title of savior...

But now.....she is afraid.

She could feel her body becoming weaker and her hands shaking.

Her heart was beating strongly, but that was not a sign of health; it was her fear of death!

I'm going to die!

Even though Dr. Roman told her there was still hope, she knew her body.

No instrument may be as clear as her perception of herself.

The body was failing, and the light force that was once abundant was now dim, with only tiny dots remaining.

The girl suddenly felt a little regretful.

She regretted that she should not have opened her eyes in the darkness, she should have sunk into the darkness.

At that time she was ready, ready to face death.

She died as a hero, and no one in that world will sing her heroic story in the future.

But at least someone saw that she was a hero who won the fight against the monster and then died in that glory.

But now...

She survived, if only temporarily.

But when she opened her eyes again, she did not feel joy, but deep fear.

When she opened her eyes again, she was nostalgic for everything in this world. Her desire for life overwhelmed her initial rejection of death.

At the same time, it also brought her fear, deep fear...

She didn't want to die, she wanted to live, not as a life influence, but just as an ordinary person named Fujimaru Ritsuka.

She wanted to go back, back to her own little home, listen to her mother's nagging, act like a spoiled child to her mother, and fall asleep in her arms in the middle of the night!

She doesn't want to die!

Holding the trembling hand tightly, the girl named Fujimaru Ritsuka's heart was filled with desire for life.

She wanted to live, not die! She still had so many things to do.

Become a female college student, then find a job you like, find a lover who has the same hobbies as you, no matter if he or she is a man or a woman, and then walk with her until the story called life comes to an end!

She wants to live!

She doesn't want to die!

The girl's obsession is like a burning flame, so hot.

But the wooden body was so fragile at the moment that there was no way to make the flame more vigorous.

At this moment, death once again came to the girl.

This time, it would not let the girl leave its hands.

It's going to take her life!

Two hundred and ninety-eight, the cheap savior

"Senior, why are you up?"

As soon as Fujimaru Ritsuka left the room, Mashu, who happened to come over, immediately saw Fujimaru Ritsuka just walking out of the room.

Everything is so perfect, as if there is an invisible hand controlling the fate.

Maybe that's true.

"It's Matthew."

Looking at the girl running towards him, Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled slightly.

But the smile on his pale face at this moment didn't look good at all.

"senior!"