Just like cats and dogs mark their territory by urinating everywhere.
Himeko Murata's current behavior was also an attempt to leave her mark—a bite mark—on the man's body.
The Tsundere Redhead Onee-san, her face flushed, rubbed against Lucas's body like a cat.
Her fiery, delicate body was soft and warm.
As their skin moved against each other, his wounds were rubbed and torn open repeatedly.
There was no ambiguous feeling; all Lucas could feel was pain, physical pain that made him desperately want to self-harm.
But he couldn't.
At the height of her passion.
Himeko Murata even perversely licked the blood from Lucas's wounds, like a vampire.
Or like an addict snorting some white powder.
A foolish smile, blurring the line between reality and dream, was on her face.
Himeko Murata also liked to pinch Lucas's wounds from time to time.
"Now no one... no one can stop us."
"Hahaha... hehehe, you're mine! You're mine!"
"You're mine!"
While inflicting violence, Himeko Murata tore at Lucas's clothes and the bandages on his body.
The helpless man remained expressionless.
Pain frantically assaulted his brain.
Lucas's nostrils were filled with the smell of blood and the Tsundere Redhead Onee-san's body fragrance.
The faint scent of roses was intoxicating, as if they had grown thorns, attacking him again and again.
His internal organs all trembled.
The wild laughter in his ears overlapped in countless cycles.
Besides pain, fear also quietly spread within him.
"It hurts! It hurts! It hurts! It really hurts..."
Lucas's eyes were slightly moist.
After experiencing sadness too many times, it's hard for people to react again.
But pain is different.
Physical pain.
No matter how many times he experienced it, when it accumulated to a certain point, Lucas could still cry.
The Tsundere Redhead Onee-san's brutality.
Even his adrenaline-surging body could no longer suppress this pain.
Sometimes, though.
Lucas quite envied Griseo; why didn't he have that kind of physique that could transform pain into pleasure?
Being a masochist might not sound good.
But when encountering a pervert like Himeko Murata.
Perhaps he could die of pleasure.
Instead of being tormented to the point of wishing he were dead, like Lucas.
"Mei, Kiana, Griseo, Ai Yi..."
To distract himself.
Lucas deliberately kept chanting the names of the other Yandere Valkyries in his mind.
This trick could slightly alleviate the pain.
"It won't be long, just hold on for a bit... I'll just hold on for a bit longer."
"I can die soon."
"I can die soon..."
Theresa didn't know what was happening inside her stomach, nor did she care.
After a fit of wailing.
The Headmaster had a new target.
"Ai Yi... Hyperion, the key is in your hands... in Ai Yi's hands, I must get it back, I must get it back..."
"Ai Yi... hehehe."
"You deserve to die! Die! Die!"
The enraged Honkai Beast charged towards Hyperion.
Along the way, any Night Valkyries with bizarre postures it encountered were swatted away impatiently.
"Don't block the Headmaster!"
Mobius, who had gone far, turned her head and watched Lucas being swallowed by Theresa; a trace of madness appeared on her expression as she said, "Why... it failed... it failed... it failed..."
"Why... did it fail... why..."
"Did I make a mistake? Did I make a mistake?"
"Impossible!"
"How could I make a mistake with such a small matter!"
A greenish light flashed in Mobius's eyes; she wildly waved her hands, and streaks of wind blades surged in all directions.
Greatly damaging St. Freya Academy.
Countless Valkyries were caught in the crossfire.
"It failed, it failed, let them all die! Then let them all die!"
Mobius had completely gone mad; outputting without restraint, purple-black patterns quickly appeared on her body.
This was a symbol of severe Honkai Energy erosion.
Standing at the laboratory entrance, Mobius chuckled lightly, "Hehe... this truly is a pleasant sight... fight, hurry up and fight, the more intense you fight, the better."
...
Several minutes later, inside the Honkai Beast Theresa's stomach...
Lucas's torment was finally about to end.
Mobius's dark cuisine took effect.
He felt as if a heat was gathering inside his body.
The next second, his body suddenly swelled up, like a patient with edema in a hospital.
Himeko Murata, who was pressed against Lucas, felt the abnormality.
Her golden eyes flickered.
The man's body continued to swell, and he had visibly gained a size all over.
Himeko Murata rose in alarm, saying, "What's going on? I clearly haven't done anything yet... why..."
"So this time's random Buff is 'Explode on the Spot', good, good, excellent."
Lucas revealed a relieved smile.
If it were a random Buff like 'death by diarrhea'.
Himeko Murata would definitely be able to enjoy herself for a while longer, as long as she didn't mind the mess.
Of course...
Based on Lucas's past experience, the Tsundere Redhead Onee-san truly didn't care about such things; even a stirring stick she had just used, she could play with it without any reservations.
He watched the man's body gradually swell.
Himeko Murata became anxious. She lay on Lucas, holding him with her only remaining arm, and said, "Don't... don't take my Binbin away! Don't! Please don't!"
The Red-haired Onee-san cried, her face streaked with tears, looking a bit like a clown.
Was this useful?
Naturally, it was useless.
"Goodbye."
Lucas squeezed two words from his throat.
Then, with a loud bang, his body, swollen to its limit, exploded, splattering blood everywhere.
Himeko Murata looked as if she had been painted into a blood-soaked figure.
The black walls writhed, devouring all the blood like living creatures.
Trembling all over.
Himeko Murata knelt on the ground in despair.
"I haven't even started yet, I haven't..."
Time, at this moment, seemed to press the pause button.
From the inside out, the entire St. Freya Academy turned black and white, and the ticking sound of clocks echoed in his ears.
One second, five seconds...
The whole world seemed to be caught in a replay.
Time began to rewind.
Lucas, like an outsider, watched his exploding body reassemble from nothing, returning to where it came from.
The ticking sound grew faster and faster.
This feeling was very strange.
Lucas could browse his entire life experience.
Although it was in replay mode, it was enough to make one watch with extreme concentration.
Time quickly returned to 2 AM on Monday morning.
Lucas opened his eyes, looking at the familiar ceiling, and sighed deeply.
"Finally free..."
Unlike his riddled body from just now, he was now in perfect health.
There were no injuries from the Night Valkyries, no skin torn from being whipped by Himeko Murata, his broken legs had recovered, and his entire body felt incredibly light.
Only by experiencing illness.
Can one truly appreciate how wonderful a healthy body is.
Volume One ends, entering Volume Two tomorrow.
As the title suggests.
Currently 210,000 words.
Volume One is considered finished.
Between the saucy bits and the plot.
The author is trying to find a balance point, trying not to make readers feel fatigued.
I wonder how everyone feels about it.
As for the update speed, Tree Mushroom really can't help it; 4k words a day is already the human limit.
Perhaps in the future, I'll try to accumulate drafts for bounties.
In short, one volume is finished.
Readers who are hoarding chapters can now dive in.
That's all for now.
I'm out.
Volume Two: Schicksal Arc ~ XX.
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