Gold City watched the 'heart-wrenching' embrace before her, feeling as if her lungs were about to burst with rage.
An unparalleled anger, born of betrayal, shot from the soles of her feet to the top of her head; she could even feel white smoke rising from her scalp.
This scoundrel!
Last night, he was still in her bed! He was still wearing her mark!
Today he dared to embrace another woman and say such nauseating words to her!
"Kaito —!"
She let out a roar, like a completely enraged lioness, and lunged forward, reaching out to forcibly drag the man, who clearly didn't know what was good for him, out of TM Opera O's arms.
"Scoundrel! Have you forgotten what you promised in my ear last night?"
At these words, Kaito's body stiffened instantly.
Meanwhile, TM Opera O, whom he held in his arms, wiped away her last tear and slowly raised her head.
She still held Kaito's waist tightly, refusing to let go, but she rested her cheek intimately against his chest and, in a pose of victory, spoke to Gold City with tearful eyes but a forceful tone:
"How dare you! This is a touching scene: my protagonist and I performing a duet. How can a low-life supporting character like you, who doesn't even know how to deliver her lines properly, interrupt us?"
The two once again engaged in a fierce confrontation over the "ownership" of Kaito.
And this time, because both parties had achieved "substantial progress," the content of their argument became more explicit and was filled with a scent of gunpowder more lethal than before.
"Last night he was mine!" Gold City exclaimed furiously.
"Heh, only fools obsess over the past"
TM Opera O mocked with a disdainful smile.
"From today on, he will forever enjoy this Overlord's Belno and be my sole possession!"
"You're dreaming! He still smells like me!"
"It doesn't matter, I will simply cover him with my scent"
Kaito was caught in the middle like a tug-of-war rope between the two; his single head instantly felt like two.
"Ladies! Please, stop! If you keep talking, someone will die! I will die! (Q﹏Q)"
Just as he felt he was about to be torn in half by this double-layered hell...
The lounge door, already dilapidated, was opened for the third time.
But this time there was no loud bang or burning fury.
An Uma Musume, dressed in a white lab coat, thick black-rimmed glasses, and with eyes shining with madness and curiosity, pushed a small metal cart crowded with various surgical instruments and glass containers, clattering as she entered the room.
Agnes Tachyon.
She seemed to have her own protection field, completely ignoring the tense atmosphere of the room and the fierce argument between Gold City and TM Opera O.
In her eyes, there was only one person.
She pushed her cart directly in front of Kaito, who was trapped in the middle, and then stopped.
She examined Kaito from head to toe with an intense and fervent gaze, as if observing a rare white mouse, muttering to herself:
"Consistent data... abnormal pheromone concentration peak... intense biofield fluctuations..."
Suddenly she clapped her hands, her face showing an extremely excited expression, as if she had found an invaluable treasure.
"Excellent! The physical functions and mental states of Sample A (Gold City) and Sample B (TM Opera O) have undergone dramatic and benign mutations in a very short period, defying biological principles"
Her gaze locked onto Kaito, as if she wanted to dissect him on the spot with her eyes.
"Variable C (Kaito), you are the primary cause of all this! Incredible! Please, allow me to dissect... ahem, no, to thoroughly, physically, and exhaustively study your body structure!"
"..."
"..."
The argument between Gold City and TM Opera O stopped abruptly
The two stopped pulling Kaito simultaneously, and then, with astonishing coordination, turned their 'weapons' at the same time.
They stood guard in front of Kaito, one on each side, and in unison, shouted loudly at the mad scientist before them:
"What do you want to do to him?!"
Agnes Tachyon looked at the two who instantly entered "united front food protection mode," adjusted her glasses with interest, and a chilling, fervent smile spread across her lips.
"Oh? It seems the interference factors have increased, but it doesn't matter..."
Without haste, she pulled from her noisy cart a... huge syringe, thicker than Kaito's forearm, filled with an unknown green liquid.
"It's not too late to anesthetize both of you first, and then slowly and carefully study my most precious core sample"
A new war, more chaotic and more absurd.
It was about to break out.