Persona, I am the villain and I can do whatever I want

"Pinch hey hey--! Tomorrow Futaba will know what muscle soreness is. Today I advised her not to over-exercise at once, but she just wouldn't listen. Humph, let's see how she cries tomorrow meow!"

Mitsui Tsubasa imagined the scene and started laughing too.

"Poor Futaba, this is the pain that every fitness enthusiast has to go through, and I can't do anything to help."

After seeing off Futaba, Mitsui Tsubasa turned around and returned to the road of moderation and deprivation.

His battle is far from over...

Chapter 222: The Battle Team Begins to Take Shape

Wednesday, September 5th.

After a night of fierce fighting, Mitsui Tsubasa barely filled up half of his experience bar. At this rate, it would take more than ten days to reach level 30.

"It's still a bit too slow. The shadow level of the third floor is not high enough..."

He was somewhat dissatisfied with the efficiency. As long as the incident of the First Emperor was not resolved, he would not be able to feel completely at ease. He even had no mood to play with his friends.

After sending the Inugami he captured last night to the cannon fodder camp, he returned home.

After a tasteless breakfast, I set out for school.

In the health room, his mind was full of messy thoughts, and he tossed and turned for a long time before falling into a deep sleep.

"Jingle Bell……"

The melodious school bell echoes in my ears.

Mitsui Tsubasa woke up in a trance and felt that a day had passed quietly between closing his eyes and opening them again.

In his drowsiness, the thoughts from his dream were still lingering in his mind.

Although most of those thoughts were bizarre and had little reference value, there were a few that provided him with some inspiration.

"A son of a big house..."

Mitsui Tsubasa suddenly thought of it.

Yes, he felt that the breakthrough might lie with her.

Due to the uproar caused by the HTPC company cult incident, which involved heavyweight participants such as European and American feminist organizations, Osaka Ichiko is now considered a relatively well-known public figure.

Although she herself may not like being called a "feminist pioneer" or something like that...

But that is not important. What is important is that she has gained a certain fame - and fame is the key to open the door to the deeper level of the impression space!

Even if she alone is not famous enough, what about Takemiya? She has also been very popular in the Japanese medical community recently, and the topic of discussion is very high.

With the combined efforts of the two, they might actually be able to open the door to the fourth floor!

Thinking of this, Mitsui Tsubasa was so excited that he called Oya Ichiko without hesitation.

"Beep...beep..."

It took a while for the call to be connected.

Waves of noisy sounds came from over there.

Da Zhai Yizi covered his phone and said very quickly: "Jun... Big informant, is there anything urgent? We are still protesting here."

Mitsui Tsubasa could tell from her anxious tone that she must be busy, so he got straight to the point and asked, "It's about a group activity. How's your progress? How long will it take to finish?"

"In fact, we haven't seen Fu Lai Youyi in person for two days. There are rumors that he has surrendered himself. If the news is true, probably... we will protest for one more day tomorrow and then stop and wait and see for a while."

"That's great. Remember to come and participate in the event tomorrow night."

It was not convenient to talk about this kind of thing on the phone, so the two of them simply agreed on a time and hung up in a hurry.

Mitsui Tsubasa sent another text message to confirm that Takemiya would return to the team today, then got up and returned home.

At six o'clock in the evening, the legion camp was bustling with activity.

In order to welcome Takemiya back to the team, he specially invited Futaba to dinner.

Unexpectedly, Futaba was extremely excited when he saw Takemiya, which directly disrupted his original plan to get close to Takemiya.

"Sister Wu Jian, save me, wuwu..."

Sakura Futaba rushed towards Takemiya who had just got off the elevator, crying, which scared her as well.

"What's wrong with you?" Wu Jianmiao looked at Futaba nervously, and was slightly relieved after finding that she was just "fake crying", "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"My whole body hurts. It hurts when I move." Sakura Futaba raised her hand tremblingly and pointed almost all over her body, emphasizing her pain.

"Huh? What did you do?"

Hearing her serious words, Wu Jian Miao's expression also became serious. She stretched out her hands, gently held Futaba's arm, and carefully examined it.

Sakura Futaba took the opportunity to describe her problem, "I'm not really sure... well, I just worked out a little yesterday, and everything else should be pretty much the same as usual."

"Exercise? What exercise?" Wu Jianmiao looked up at her curiously, always feeling that the word "exercise" did not match Futaba's usual image.

"Just some very basic squats, dumbbell lifting, etc..."

Listening to Futaba's explanation, Takemiya's serious expression slowly changed, and finally he was completely speechless.

"Excessive accumulation of lactic acid in muscles after exercise is a normal physiological phenomenon." She made a quick judgment after the examination.

However, considering Futaba's weak constitution, she reminded him, "Futaba, you have no sports foundation, so you must exercise gradually and don't overdo it. If you strain your muscles, it will hurt several times more than it does now."

“How many times…!?”

Sakura Futaba's eyes widened as she looked at Takemiya in disbelief. After receiving her nod of confirmation, she couldn't help but let out a distorted wail.

"How could this happen... I felt fine yesterday, and I felt really good after my workout..."

Wu Jianmiao tried hard to suppress his laughter, stretched out his finger and gently touched her forehead: "That's why I tell you, you have to exercise moderately! And you just need to stick to it for a while. The initial stage of exercise is the most difficult."

At this point, she rolled her eyes slyly and pointed her finger at Mitsui Yi: "You should ask Yi more about exercise. He is a fitness expert."

The "fitness expert" who was named nodded readily: "Yes, I will exercise with you in the future. Stretching and massage after exercise can effectively relieve soreness."

Sakura Futaba originally wanted to say something, but when she heard him say "massage", her thoughts suddenly became confused and she remembered what happened that day again.

It's not that kind of massage...

As she thought about it, her breathing began to become heavy and she was unable to speak due to embarrassment.

Wu Jianmiao didn't think much about it. He comforted her with a few words and then was attracted by the new shadows.

After she walked away, Mitsui Tsubasa took advantage of no one's attention and quickly pinched Futaba's little face. He watched with evil intent as her face instantly turned red, as cute as a ripe apple.

After the little incident, everyone had a leisurely dinner together, and even the new shadows were given some food.

After dinner, Mitsui Tsubasa drove a mobile communication vehicle under the pretext of sending Futaba home, and took them and all the shadows into the car.

After arriving at Shigenjaya Station, the group directly entered the path of temperance deprivation.

In the entrance area of ​​this floor, Mitsui Tsubasa parked the mobile communications vehicle in a hidden corner.

This high-tech vehicle was equipped with advanced communication equipment, and its signal coverage area was nearly five kilometers, so they didn't need to keep driving forward as long as they didn't go too far.

After discussing with the Oracle, they left ten drones as guards and headed deeper into the tunnel.

Along the way, they defeated all the shadows they encountered with ease, and their combat efficiency was significantly improved.

Mitsui Tsubasa felt a surge of pride as he looked at this nascent combat team consisting of three Phantom Thieves, six Shadows, and forty attack drones.

The ideal legion flow has finally begun to take shape. After conquering some powerful subordinates, I can let them lead the team and go to the impression space to eliminate the shadows during the day, providing him with free experience points!

Chapter 223: Mitsui Tsubasa is struggling...

Late at night, in a dark tunnel filled with eerie shadows, body parts and fragments were scattered all over the ground.

The pitch-black flames burned fiercely, as if from the claws of hell, ruthlessly devouring all life.

There was a faint black mist floating in the air. Although it had no odor, it made people shrouded in it feel disgusted from the bottom of their hearts.

However, on this battlefield that should have been cruel and tragic, Mitsui Tsubasa had a smile in his eyes and was frequently distracted.

This is all because Futaba and Oracle are arguing in the chat channel.

"Zeus, Kaku-ichi!"

Sakura Futaba's sweet voice came through the headphones, which was out of tune with the screams of the shadow in front of her.

On the other side, Oracle was not to be outdone and shouted: "Futaba is biased! Why don't you cheer for Oracle?"

As if in response to her complaint, the drone swarm fired a dense rain of bullets at the shadow that was chanting magic in a corner of the battlefield, instantly making it tremble all over and be riddled with holes.

All they could hear was the bickering between the two of them, but everyone's spirits unexpectedly calmed down a lot, and they fought more calmly.

The thrilling battle lasted until ten o'clock in the evening, after which everyone was once again chased by hunters who appeared out of nowhere and had to flee in a panic.

If Takemi Tadashi and Futaba hadn't strongly dissuaded him, Mitsui Tsubasa almost wanted to go meet it alone.

They fled back to the Harmony Deprivation Road, and Mitsui Tsubasa began to count the harvest.

After a fierce battle, not only did their team not lose any members, but they even gained a shadow.

In the battle just now, Mitsui Tsubasa successfully subdued a mountain spirit. This telekinetic shadow just filled the attribute gap of the team.

In addition, they also harvested some sundries such as iron sheets and raw silk.

In the game, these materials can be used to make stealth props, but he has not yet mastered the production method.

After a short rest, he simply led the team to practice on the second floor, and also tested whether the hunters would catch up.

An hour later, tonight's collective action came to an end and the test was concluded.

The good news is: the hunters won't chase you to the upper floors.

There is more bad news:

The second layer of shadow is too low in level and provides very little experience points;

All the shadows here cannot communicate and cannot be taken as subordinates;

Moreover, this layer does not produce any materials at all, and there is not even a chance to pick up trash.

After reaching these conclusions, Mitsui Yi was full of hostility towards the hunter. That ghost thing seriously hindered their upgrade efficiency and must be eliminated in the future.

In front of the entrance elevator, Wu Jianmiao reminded Shuangye of some precautions and urged her to go home and rest early.

Sakura Futaba blinked and nodded obediently. She rarely acted like a spoiled child and said she wanted to stay up late with them.

The reason was simple. She was really defeated by the pain all over her body and was now anxious to go home and take a hot bath.

She raised her right hand and waved it weakly, sighing and saying, "Good night, everyone. I'm going back first..."

After Futaba left, Mitsui Tsubasa and others returned to the legion camp and disbanded the combat team.

Only when the shadows dispersed and moved freely did he get the chance to be alone with Takemiya.

"Miao Miao, do you want to come to my house for a drink?" he suggested with a smile.

Wu Jianmiao glanced at him when she heard that. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that there was something strange in his eyes.

"He must be thinking of something bad again..."

She made a quick judgment in her mind, but she still nodded slightly and accepted the invitation.

Later, in the living room of my house.

Mitsui Tsubasa prepared orange juice as a drink for the two of them.

"Is this what you mean by a drink?"

Wu Jianmiao looked at the juice in front of him suspiciously and asked in a daze.

"Yeah, what else?" He shrugged, picked up a cup and drank it all in one gulp. "It's almost midnight, it's not appropriate to drink tea or coffee. Or do you actually want something alcoholic?"

“…No thanks.”

She shook her head quickly, denying his guess.

The first time, I was drunk and took the initiative to kiss him. Thinking back, I felt really ashamed...

The two drank some juice casually, and Mitsui Tsubasa asked her about the recent situation at the institute: "You seem to be very busy recently, is everything going well at the institute?"