Since MBI took control of the capital and imposed a lockdown, the once bustling city had quieted down significantly. Mysterious and powerful Sekirei occasionally appeared in people's sights, sparking curiosity but also fear and unease.
As the Sekirei Plan progressed, battles between Sekirei became more frequent and intense. Every day, in some corner of the capital, battles large and small were taking place.
Although people were filled with fantasies about the beautiful and powerful Sekirei, seeing them effortlessly turn parts of the city into ruins spread a sense of panic among the populace.
Nowadays, many people, fearing they might get caught in the crossfire, had either fled the capital or stayed locked in their homes. The once lively streets and markets were now almost deserted, with only the occasional hurried passerby.
At this moment, on one of these empty streets, a man and a woman were running at full speed, their faces pale and filled with panic.
"Ha… Ha… I can't go on anymore!"
Seeming to have reached his limit, the man collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, his eyes filled with deep resentment.
"Ashikabi-sama, they're catching up. We need to keep running!"
The girl in casual clothes helped the man up. Though she was also panting heavily, she was clearly in better shape than the man. However, the anxiety on her face revealed her inner turmoil.
"Damn it! Those MBI bastards! Why did they make us meet only to tear us apart?! Damn it! Damn it!! Damn it!!!"
The man's eyes were bloodshot as he repeatedly punched the ground, his skin breaking and bleeding.
"I'm sorry, Ashikabi-sama. It's all my fault. If only I had managed to get a Jinki back then…" Seeing the man's anger, the girl felt deeply guilty.
But before she could finish, suddenly—
"Ah…"
A cry of pain, followed by the man's horrified and furious expression as a blood-red blade pierced through the girl's chest!
"Ashikabi-sama, I…"
As if trying to reach for the man, the girl raised her hand.
But just as it was about to touch his cheek, her hand fell limp…
"Such boring creatures. So weak, yet still struggling. Wouldn't it be better to just die?"
A mocking voice. As the girl's body fell, a beautiful woman in a black combat bodysuit and a gray cape emerged.
Watching the woman with a sinister smile sheathing her blood-red blade, the man's anger and resentment were replaced by sheer terror:
"Dis… Disciplinary Squad…"
Staring into the woman's silver-gray eyes, the man didn't dare move. Only now did he realize how insignificant he was in the face of such powerful beings…
"Every time it's like this! This is Master's thing. If you break it, No. 8 will definitely beat you up!"
A petite pink figure stepped forward, picked up the girl on the ground, checked her breathing, and let out a slight sigh of relief. She then turned to the woman and spoke coldly.
The woman seemed stunned, her face filled with disbelief.
"Huh? Benitsubasa, ever since that guy winged you, you've become bolder and bolder."
The woman instantly unleashed a powerful aura, cold and filled with killing intent. The girl was forced back two steps, beads of sweat forming on her forehead. The man, who had been paralyzed by fear, was directly knocked unconscious by the overwhelming pressure!
In the past, Benitsubasa might have been deeply wary of this woman, but not anymore.
Even someone as powerful as her had become Master's woman, hadn't she? And wasn't she still No. 8's defeated opponent? Benitsubasa would grow stronger and stronger, and one day, she would surpass her!
So, even though she still felt some fear, Benitsubasa bit her lip and held her ground.
However, the next moment, the pressure suddenly vanished!
"But, I like this side of you!"
Lifting Benitsubasa's chin, Karasubaba smirked.
Seemingly in a good mood, Karasubaba turned and walked away.
"Phew…" Not expecting this outcome, Benitsubasa let out a long sigh of relief.
Just as Master had said, this woman was truly not normal!
"Benitsubasa, are you okay?" Haihane walked over, taking the now deactivated Sekirei girl, while also looking concerned.
"I'm fine. Let's go, there's one more left." Shaking her head, Benitsubasa replied.
"Useless weeds, your game is over…"
Glancing indifferently at the unconscious man on the ground, Benitsubasa and Haihane carried the deactivated girl and left without looking back.
A gentle breeze blew by, stirring a few dry, yellow leaves. The street returned to its quiet state.
As if nothing had ever happened…
Location: Izumo Inn
"Sora, you jerk, what did you do to Musubi?!"
Tsukiumi, the blonde with a voluptuous figure, grabbed Sora by the collar and shook him violently, her face flushed red, whether from anger or something else.
"Ugh… Big brother, you big meanie! I'll bite you! Bite you!!"
Little Kusano puffed up her cheeks, hugging one of Sora's arms, and bit down hard. Seemingly unsatisfied, she paused for a moment, then bit down again.
"Ahahaha, it's time for the midday drama! It's time for the midday drama!"
Well, that was Matsu, the perverted glasses-wearing Sekirei.
"Oh my, oh my, poor little Sora. Let big sister comfort you." The seductive Sekirei pressed Sora's face into her ample bosom.
Aside from them, there was also Uzume, who looked on with disdain, Homura and Chiho, who were blushing and looking down, and Miya, who wore a devilish smile.
Sora was utterly speechless. He hadn't been back to Izumo Inn for over a month, and the moment he returned, he was met with this chaos.
"Musubi, what exactly did you tell them?!"
Sora didn't need to ask to know that the innocent and clueless Musubi had probably spilled everything she shouldn't have, causing all this trouble.
"Tsukiumi asked what we did, so I told them we went to resurrect Lady Yume, and then we played some fun games with her. That's all, right?"
"Um, did I forget something? I think that's all I remember…"
Musubi tapped her cheek with a finger, deep in thought, as if trying to recall if she had missed anything.
Well, Sora was instantly defeated…
"Alright, everyone, let me borrow Sora for a moment." Clapping her hands, Miya spoke up.
As the big sister of Izumo Inn, even the jealous Tsukiumi and Kusano stopped and obediently handed Sora over to Miya.
Sora figured that Miya had probably discovered his little secrets. Should he run away?
But seeing the warning look in Miya's eyes, he decisively gave up and obediently followed her out.
Under Miya's overwhelming presence, Sora had no choice but to confess everything that had happened over the past month, including his escapades with Karasubaba and Benitsubasa.
Miya shook her head, both exasperated and amused. She had no intention of curing Sora of his incorrigible habits, so she could only give him a few stern looks.
"Since you managed to resurrect Yume this time, I'll let it slide. All these years, that poor child has suffered so much…"
Recalling the girl who looked almost exactly like Musubi, Miya's face showed a nostalgic smile.
"Yeah, I'll make it up to her from now on." Sora also smiled gently.
The two seemed lost in thought, and the atmosphere grew quiet.
"Sora, everything is coming to an end…"
"Yeah…"
"I really hope these peaceful days can last forever…"
"Yeah…"