"Don't be obsessed with me, I'm just— *Pfft!!!*"
Before he could finish speaking, Gojo Satoru was sent flying by Utahime Iori, who shot towards him with a "roaring" expression!
In that instant, a dark lightning bolt erupted from Utahime Iori's forehead without warning!
Under the bewildered gazes of Mirai and Suguru Geto, it directly shattered Gojo Satoru's defenseless chest!
That was— Black Flash!!!
Its essence is a spatial distortion produced when the error between a physical strike and Cursed Energy surge is controlled to within 0.000001 seconds!
Its power is typically 2.5 times that of a normal strike!
There is a world of difference in the distance to the Cursed Energy core between those who have experienced Black Flash and those who haven't!
Under such stringent conditions, almost no Sorcerer can intentionally unleash a Black Flash.
Even a Six Eyes user is no exception!
At this moment, Utahime Iori actually unleashed a Black Flash in a state of extreme anger!
It could be said that she had already obtained a ticket to the "path of the strong."
Even though she was currently just a weak Grade 2 auxiliary.
"Greasy man!"
"So disgusting!!"
"Get out of the way!!!"
After sending Gojo Satoru flying, Utahime Iori didn't realize what she had done.
Her figure didn't stop for a moment!
She swooped low, like a divine dragon, towards the original instigator who had first spoken!
Seeing Utahime Iori's unstoppable momentum, Mirai's hands immediately began to itch.
He couldn't help but let out a slight chuckle.
"Interesting!"
He raised his hand to summon Agathos, instructing her to pick up his cheap Otouto's "corpse" from the accident scene.
Then, Mirai turned to Utahime Iori, mimicking the posture of the leaky one from before.
He spread his arms wide and charged at her with full power!
*Bang!!!*
Immediately, like Mars colliding with Earth, Utahime Iori crashed into Mirai's chest!
Pushing him, he was forced to use his feet to brake, plowing a straight line for about 25 meters!
During this, a dark lightning bolt once again shot out from Utahime Iori's forehead, directly striking Mirai!
Black Flash - Double Shot!
Only this time, Mirai, who was hit, was not as weak as Gojo Satoru, who almost shattered on impact!
The spatially distorted Black Flash, like a real lightning bolt, instantly tore Mirai's top!
But it only left a shallow scorch mark on his firm chest muscles.
Thus, constantly trained muscles versus often neglected muscles—the superiority was immediately apparent!
"Hmph~"
"Why is this power…"
"Lower than I imagined?"
After realizing that his body had only been grazed by Utahime Iori's Black Flash spatial distortion effect, Mirai couldn't help but mumble.
For a Black Flash, which has a base 2.5 times power increase, Utahime Iori's Black Flash power was incredibly weak!
It barely brushed the edge of a First Grade Sorcerer's level.
One must know that the intensity of a Black Flash is calculated by multiplying the Sorcerer's Cursed Energy and physical strength by 2.5.
Even a Grade 2 Sorcerer should be able to unleash enough power to harm a Special Grade entity.
Looking at it this way, what his cheap Otouto always said in the original work was indeed true: Utahime is truly pitifully weak.
Well, after all, she's just an auxiliary.
While Mirai was momentarily lost in thought, a sharp glint flashed in Utahime's eyes.
With a wise expression, she seized the opportunity.
She hooked her leg, tripping Mirai to the ground!
Then she sat down firmly, exerting sudden pressure on him!
Immediately after, Utahime Iori unleashed a barrage of attacks!
She activated her most powerful damaging skill—Frenzied Scratch!
A Sorcerer who successfully lands a Black Flash will enter a state similar to what athletes occasionally experience, known as "ZONE," for a period of time.
That is—the state of no-self.
At this time, Cursed Energy manipulation, which normally requires conscious control, becomes as smooth and natural as breathing.
Almost instinctive!
It's a feeling of omnipotence, as if the entire world revolves around oneself.
Therefore, the Sorcerer will be like someone who has taken drugs, with their overall state receiving a 120% comprehensive boost!
However… *Chua!*
*Chua!!*
*Chua!!!*
Utahime Iori's seemingly fierce claw attacks, constantly scratching Mirai's chest muscles, actually caused no damage.
Recalling the limited edition macarons and others sacrificed beneath the rubble, recalling the hardship of exorcising Cursed Spirits from dawn till dusk, recalling the dark circles under her eyes for an entire semester last year, Utahime Iori's eyes gradually welled up.
Before long, tears flowed like a spring!
She burst into tears!
"You bastard!"
"Give me back—!!"
"Give me back my limited edition macarons that I painstakingly exchanged my youth for!!!"
"Huh??"
"Youth??"
"Macarons??"
"What is all this about??"
"Did you do some unspeakable work??"
Mirai, with a face full of question marks, pushed Utahime away with a slight effort.
"Ah—!"
"Ouch~ What are you doing? My butt!"
Utahime Iori looked angrily at Mirai and retorted:
"You… you have such a handsome face!"
"But I'm still a pure, clean, beautiful, and fragrant young maiden!"
"Really?" Mirai said with an expression of disbelief, "Unless you prove it to me."
"You, you, you—!"
How can I prove something like that?
Even if you are a bit handsome and have a good physique…
It seems… it might not be impossible?
What am I thinking!
Suddenly, her small head shook uncontrollably like a rattle drum!
Utahime Iori immediately began to doubt herself, tormented by the terrifying thought that, once born in her mind, was difficult to dispel!
Her simple, single-core processor was currently operating under overload!
She kept thinking about how to prove her innocence, completely forgetting about the macarons she had previously questioned him about.
Limited edition macarons: In the end, it was all for naught… After a long time, no matter how much she racked her brain, thinking left and right, Utahime Iori still couldn't come up with a reasonable way to prove her virginity without being taken advantage of.
For a moment, she actually started to cry out of frustration!
"Waaah—TT"