Chapter 207 – 20. The Great Tokyo Disaster.
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“Really?”
“Yes.”
Sora widened her eyes in surprise.
She seemed to have heard the most implausible words she had ever heard.
“Surely he said so…”
“Wow…Awesome.”
I cooked a tender beef steak with a fork and leaned against the backrest.
“Did you really say that?”
“Yes. Really.”
It might be annoying to ask again and again, but Yuna answered kindly.
“Um…”
Love, not sex.
Yueun said so.
Her words are unbelievable for Sora, but she has no choice but to believe Yuna since there’s no way Yuna would lie for nothing.
‘Of course, sex is included in her love that guy says, but she won’t just have sex. Hmm…But…’
Okay. Well, what would Sora say if he hadn’t seen or heard of it?
But,
‘You’re saying that while I went to the graveyard to get drunk and go around to buy school uniforms, he clung to me and fell in love with me, right?’
I wonder if the rabbit who was overtaken by the tortoise felt like this. She had acted like a bear all her life and thought of herself as someone who needed her help and assistance her, but before she knew it, she even dated her.
“So how was it? Did you like it?”
“…No. Not really.”
“Ah. If it wasn’t good, you wouldn’t have to tell me. I’m not saying it because it was good.”
“…”
“This cunning girl. She pretended to be innocent and she was doing everything she had to do.”
“It’s not like that…”
Sora playfully let out her sigh.
“Ah~ I feel betrayed! To hold such an important event without saying a word to this sister!”
“So it’s not like that… It’s just that the human suddenly…”
“There’s no way he would do that all of a sudden. You must have started something, right?
“That…”
“Umm~ What’s up. You’ve grown up, our Yuna!”
Swoop.
Sora stroking Yuna’s hair.
It was a warm touch, like her real sister her.
“Still, I guess he really thinks of us differently. Seeing him do things he shouldn’t have to do.”
“Maybe?”
“I heard you slept holding hands.”
“…Even hugged.”
“That’s just holding hands, bitch.”
“…”
“If it had been another woman, would he have slept holding hands?”
“It can’t be.”
“Yeah. The fact that someone like the personification of sexuality makes that gesture anyway he thinks of us a little differently. No, no. Are you the only one? I might just treat it like meat.”
“Oh no way…”
“Sonia-san and you are like that. She seems to like arrogant women.
“Sister…”
“Every day, they keep saying blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah of neglect .After all, in Japan, they’re gathering women and making fun of them, right?”
She let out a sigh and leaned on her chin.
Her appetite was so bad that she didn’t even want to eat a good steak.
Perhaps she didn’t feel comfortable with that figure, Yuna held out her hand.
“Then sister, do you want to go to Japan?”
“Japan?”
“Yes. To be honest, I’m also a bit worried… After all, that human being is an idiot.
“He needs to get hit in the back of the head.”
“Haha…”
“Okay. Let’s go. Go and get a knee kick.”
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[System transfer completed.]
“Oh. Good job!”
The existence named ‘Heukheuk’, mechanical: Steam Road’s ai moved some of the system to a specially customized trans mithril.
Now you can follow me around while maneuvering like an abyss.
Of course, her appearance (!) Is a pretty android. Of course, Ahuk also upgraded.
[This pervert did this…]
Aheuk looked at her own two palms and muttered in dismay.
No matter where you look, she looks like a pretty woman. You don’t have to take the form of a robot dog anymore.
Ah Hei is a figure with her silvery white hair decorated with an elegant bob,
Heukheugi is a picture of her black hair her growing up to her waist like pitch black.
Of course, both of them are beauties who would be sad if they were second.
I’d like to hug her as a souvenir, but since it’s my first experience, I’m thinking of doing it after I return to Korea.
Besides, I have work to do now.
“The time is a bit ambiguous. You should leave at least a few hours before going wild in Tokyo so you don’t get suspicious. It’s good to run amok.”
There were still three more hours before Seohyeon’s renovation was completed.
It is not difficult to wait during that time, but the time is ambiguous. It’s time to go out and hide in the new town of Tokyo and start the operation.
[If that’s the case, don’t worry. When Seohyun wakes up, I will deliver the master’s order.]
“No, that doesn’t matter. Still, I woke up after remodeling, but I wouldn’t be sad if I wasn’t there.”
[Since when did the color horse owner care about that… Just do what he said.]
“Why are you doing this? How nice am I? Are you in puberty these days? You shouldn’t be like this, okay?”
[Puberty is who is puberty. I don’t want to hear from the owner who has a flurry of erections all his life.]
“I can’t use it if I make a new word like that. I have to use correct and kind words. What a great language Korean is. You’re destroying it like that.”
[Under…]
They look at me like it’s absurd, but I’m proud.
Cancer. By the way Language is really important. Do you know In this way, language destruction will continue until finally words such as pussy and cock will no longer be used. Wouldn’t that be a huge loss then?
[So, when she wakes up, will you give her orders her directly?]
“You can’t communicate in a dungeon.”
[I can.]
“Oh…? By what principle?”
[The detailed principle is omitted because the master cannot understand it, but to put it simply, ‘magic’, which humans commonly assume to be in dungeons, has the character of rejecting general substances that do not contain demonic energy. This includes simple waves and radio waves, so even if you try to communicate from outside, the radio waves do not reach and are cut off.
In the same way, if a communicator made of a material that does not contain demonic energy is activated in a dungeon, it cannot penetrate the demonic energy spread in the dungeon, and the signal is also cut off.
However, I am free from these restrictions because I was created using a kind of metamaterial that analyzes demons and produces them myself.]
“Ohhh…The explanation seems to be something…But then I wonder, if Magi rejects ordinary matter, how does he get into the dungeon?”
[The power of repelling can be easily understood by thinking about the reaction. If you hit it hard, it gives you a stronger repulsion, but if you just come in, the repelling power is very weak.
In the same way, ordinary weapons made by humans become useless in dungeons.
When entering the dungeon, the demonic energy spread in the air lands on the surface of the material and forms a kind of protective film. In this case, materials that do not contain magic cannot pierce the shield, and it is possible to inflict harm only by using monsters or weapons made from dungeon byproducts.]
“Ah. So there’s no point in using a gun. Actually, I was curious about that. If it doesn’t take damage because it’s not made as a by-product, then you can just make a bullet as a by-product. I wonder if that’s too simple. But they didn’t do that either. Why? I did.”
[If you fire a bullet made as a by-product of using a normal gunpowder in a normal firearm, the gun will explode due to the demonic repelling force before the bullet leaves.]
“That’s terrible. So if you want to use a gun, you have to make everything from one to ten by-products, even gunpowder?”
[That’s right. Or, like me, create a new meta atom that can produce demons. Anyway, it is impossible with current human technology.]
“You? Can you?”
[You can.]
“Oh oh!”
This is fucking shit Imagine that a trans mithril like him uses gunpowder weapons… Real world domination is dog shit.
“Okay. Let’s keep that for now. It’s not particularly useful to me right now.”
[Then, I will tell you when Seohyun wakes up.]
“Oki. Okay. Let’s go.”
I glanced at Serena and Lina who were spread out on the floor.
I was worried about taking the girls who had passed out after being brutally raped, but I wonder if Seohyun would take care of it.
She doesn’t have to wear a hump.
“Where would you like to go~ Ah! Yes. Let’s go to the agency where Funipuni and Tsunemori used to be. Let’s go and go with the pretty and good-looking kids… Hehe…”
[Perversion. Human malformation.]
