Type-Moon, I loaded the love game

So, just listen for fun now.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Black Mary suddenly said, "Don't you want to answer? Don't you want to see me again?"

"??"

Are you serious?!

And he asked so directly, leaving no chance for misunderstanding or euphemism!

Aren’t the French said to be very romantic in language? Why did they choose to be so straightforward at this time?

"I……"

Ying Gu, who was full of vigilance, originally did not want to answer this trap question, but then he remembered his position as a judge. His responsibility was to cooperate with the contestants' performances.

At this moment, there are still two minutes left until the end of Black Mary.

"……think."

Well, that's the only answer I can give.

After receiving this affirmative answer, Black Mary's golden eyes narrowed into a pair of beautiful crescent moons, and a charming blush appeared on her beautiful face.

"Well, let's make a French kiss as a promise..."

Chapter 112: She Finally Goes Crazy

Bang bang bang!

Ying Gu was completely out of control now.

His heart rate had finally reached the critical point where it was about to sound the alarm. In every sense, he was about to sound the alarm!

"Wait, this really doesn't work!"

He said, blushing, rising from her knees,

"Mary, at worst, I can just let you win. There's no need to go to this extent. Although doing this is unfair to my teammates, I don't want a girl to be sacrificed to this extent... This is a matter of principle!"

"Ha ha……"

Black Mary laughed softly.

"Mochizuki Yinggu, don't get me wrong. I'm not close to you because of the competition, but the competition gives me the opportunity to get close to you. Do you understand?"

"I don't understand it at all. This is clearly the first time we've met, right? Even if we've run into each other somewhere before, I don't think there's anything romantic about it. It can't really be love at first sight. Maybe you misunderstood something?"

Yinggu wanted to continue speaking, but Black Mary held his face in her hands.

He seemed to have seen those golden eyes and those soft lips painted with lip gloss somewhere before.

"As an Avenger, I have lost something very important, and my 'Forgetfulness Correction' reminds me of this all the time. You have a strong attraction to me.

"Maybe it was hatred, anger, love at first sight, or maybe it was all of the above. Maybe I really misunderstood.

"However, let me confirm it with a kiss first..."

After saying that, she closed her beautiful golden eyes, and her beautiful fair face gently moved closer to his face, and her long and thick black eyelashes gently touched Yinggu's cheek.

She gently leaned close to his lips, and her hand unconsciously held Yinggu's hand.

Yinggu was more at a loss than stunned.

The forbidden and innocent sweet temptation was so close at hand that he felt confused by the words and subconsciously wanted to refuse. However, if he did so, he would lose his qualification as a judge.

Then, the next second——

"boom!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise.

A heavy blow violently broke through the simple barrier that Black Mary had constructed with her skills.

The actions of the two were also interrupted.

Yinggu and Black Mary couldn't help but turn their heads to look.

In the broken barrier, a beautiful figure staggered over, her steps were light and fluttering, as if she was about to fall to the ground in the next second.

She had dazzling and beautiful blonde hair neatly combed back, a dignified and beautiful face, and a pair of charming light purple eyes.

Her beautiful and graceful body curves were wrapped in a slim white competitive swimsuit, and Yinggu's eyes were subconsciously attracted to her pair of perfectly shaped white legs.

"This is……?"

That's... Joan of Arc in a swimsuit.

Although Yinggu didn't quite understand what was going on, there was no doubt that she was the one who broke through the barrier.

Once the barrier was broken, the projection magic used to broadcast the show was reconnected.

"Oh, audience friends, I don't know what happened, but it seems that we can see the live scene again."

Finn's commentator's voice came over.

"Uh... From what I've seen, it seems like Yinggu and Mary are making pretty good progress."

"But their atmosphere seemed to be interrupted by the sudden intrusion of Jeanne. Ah, what's wrong with her? Why is her face so red? It seems like she's having trouble even standing!"

Joan of Arc was standing unsteadily in front of them, her face flushed red, and her purple eyes seemed to have lost focus behind a pair of black-framed glasses.

The fake Lancelot next to her, also known as Black Joan of Arc, closed the slit of his knight's helmet and was no longer willing to look at his sister.

"Is that so..."

Yinggu probably understood what was going on.

He was quite knowledgeable about the water of life and could tell at a glance that she must have accidentally drunk it.

For such a high-proof distilled liquor, let alone getting drunk in one gulp, it would be amazing if you could still stand after taking a sip.

"Hmm... isn't it my turn yet?"

Joan of Arc burped cutely.

"I've already changed into my swimsuit, so it's my turn to perform, right?"

"Oh, judging by Joan's groggy voice, it seems she accidentally got drunk and wandered into the competition. Director Napoleon, what should we do?"

Finn asked.

"Since she disrupted the order of the game, she has no choice but to be sent off." Napoleon sighed softly.

"Wait, Miss Jeanne is one of our team members. I don't mind having her play early."

Black Mary suddenly stood up and said,

"So, you're planning on leaving early? But you haven't yet conquered Judge Yinggu, and the magic trick on his chest hasn't sounded the alarm. Is this really acceptable?"

"But I got the answer I wanted."

The queen gave a meaningful smile.

Napoleon nodded.

"I see. So, Marie Antoinette's challenge has failed..."

"What a shame! If Jeanne hadn't come crashing down, Mary would have already won the judges' hearts..."

Before leaving, Black Mary quietly leaned close to Ying Gu's ear and said in the charming voice of a mature woman:

"That's all for today. Let's meet up again later. Do you like taking a bath?"

Before Yinggu could carefully understand the last sentence, she turned around and left with an elegant and graceful step, as if she was walking on the royal red carpet.

"Let's bring in the next contestant, the already tipsy Jeanne. She's so drunk she seems to have lost her bearings. I have my doubts about her ability to impress the judges in this state. Anyway, let's wait and see!"

"..."

Jeanne in swimsuit had a red face as she staggered towards Ying Gu.

Her steps were so light that it seemed as if she would fall to the ground in the next second.

Yinggu quickly stood up, ready to support her at any time.

"Are you okay? As a fellow victim of the Water of Life, I advise you to take a break and don't force yourself—"

Before he could finish his words, Joan of Arc in swimsuit suddenly stretched out her hands without a word and forcefully pushed him back onto the judges' chair.

"you--"

Ying Gu was stunned for a moment, and then his face was held up by Jeanne's warm hands.

"Are you afraid I'll fall?"

What caught my eye were those purple eyes that were so drunken that they were blurry.

"You are so gentle, good boy. I want to reward you with a hug..."

As she spoke, Jeanne in swimsuit gently wrapped her arms around his neck, stroking the hair on the back of his head, and gently pressed his head into her arms.

What came into view was the saint's well-developed and huge breasts wrapped in a racing swimsuit.

At that moment,

Yinggu only felt that he had fallen into a paradise full of love and tenderness.

he:"???"

Black Jeanne: “???”

"what?!"

Everyone was stunned.

The commentator, Finn, was shocked and slammed the table hard.

"Our Jeanne d'Arc actually started out as a drunken older sister, with a racing swimsuit and a zero-frame chest-burying bonus! Bribery, this is simply bribing the judges!"

Shakespeare in the audience was amused: "Aha, I said this woman was crazy, right?"

Chapter 113: Sister's Light

"What a shocking scene! Jeanne from the French class starts off with a chest-throwing kill!

"Oh no... I feel like Yinggu is about to have difficulty breathing from her facial cleanser. Is he suffocating? Damn it, my student actually had this done to him by the French saint. I'm so envious... so pitiful. I just hate that I can't bear this pain for him!"

Director Finn said with a sad face that he wished he could go into battle and defeat Jeanne alone.

"Never mind, it's alright. Just let me sit in the special seats and criticize this behavior..."

At this moment, the fake Lancelot, also known as Black Joan of Arc, appeared in the live broadcast screen.

Without thinking, she used her magic to interfere with the picture projection magic.

"Why is the live broadcast blocked again?"

The scene before Finn's eyes turned into a sea of ​​white snow.

"Could it be that even the Berserker Lancelot finally couldn't stand it anymore? Okay, I understand. The drunken Saint isn't exactly suitable for broadcast... After all, he's French, and as the saying goes, don't air your dirty laundry in public!"

"..."

After blocking the live camera, Black Jeanne breathed a sigh of relief.

What Finn said was right. This was indeed a family scandal, a scene that must not be seen by outsiders.

Her golden eyes looked through the gap in the knight's helmet at Jeanne in a swimsuit.

I saw my sister hugging Yinggu tightly in her arms, and the proud thing on her chest was pressed tightly against the other's cheek.

Yinggu was almost suffocating, but he didn't seem to be really uncomfortable.

For a moment, I didn't know who was taking advantage of whom...

But this situation is bad in every sense!

Black Jeanne knew that once her older sister put on a swimsuit, her personality would change into a very unrestrained, extroverted, even psychotic "sister person".

But I didn't expect that after drinking the water of life, I could become so crazy!

If this continues, Yinggu will definitely be moved in every sense and lose miserably.