Chapter 75 (1/2)

“Yan…” Hinagiku clinged to Wu Yan with teary eyes. She then closed her eyes and proceeded to try and connect her lips with his.

Gulping incessantly he moved his lips towards her as well.

“Yan…”

At the same time, another pair of hands encircled his waist, turning his attention over he saw a teary eyed Mikoto licking her lips while curling her cherry lips in a manner no less provocative than Hinagiku’s, the intent is clear as day.

Hugging the them left and right he’s practically oozing happiness, switching between the two ladies, he really didn’t know who to choose at the moment and is in a peace blossom colored conundrum.

“master…”

Another sound came, soft and mellow like a pleasant bell it rang slightly by the side of his ear. Simultaneously he felt some extremely divine and soft sensation pressing against his back making him waver like no instance before.

Turning back, what entered his eyes is the delicate and somewhat airheaded looking Ikaros who’s clinging to his waist as well. Because his point of view is like this, he could naturally see the hallowed twin mountain of the saintess.

Taking in her alluring action that is practically begging someone to push her down his breathing became rough.

“Yan!!!”

Right when he’s about to go full feral on Ikaros, two low growls worse than the vilest demons from the pits of h.e.l.l made him dismiss the thought without much deliberation.

Like a poorly oiled machine he rigidly turned only to see a scene he would never forget at least not in this lifetime.

Hinagiku’s holding s.h.i.+rosakura and is in alter mode, h.e.l.l even the background faded away into darkness, what’s more noteworthy is that the blade itself has become blackened!

Meanwhile, Mikoto is standing there with clothes and hair fluttering in the air without a.s.sistance from any kind of wind whatsoever, the electricity flowing around her has an unprecedented speed, he knew he done f.u.c.ked up when he sees that the electricity has also turned into a colour that of the deepest night.

“Blackened… they’ve gone alter…”

He’s terrified to his very core while backpedaling away.

With black nata and black electricity they are out for a piece of that a.s.s, not the intimate kind of course.

“You double crossing big carrot playboy!”

“Die!”

He got his head cut off and his body electrolyzed into G.o.d knows what matter.

“Arggghhh!!!”

Inside one of the room, he quickly opened his eye and shot up from his bed throwing the blanket that was on him flying with a kick as well.

His s.h.i.+rt so soaking wet one could wring liquid out of it, sweaty faced and heaving he surveyed his surrounding. Finding it to be safe, he sighed a breath of relief.

“It was just a dream..”

Wiping his forehead he adjusted his pulse and breathing rate while being happy and grateful inside.

It’s just a dream… nothing more than a dream…

“Haha… hahaha, as if it could go any other way, the two girls are very kind why would they cut me, everything’s a dream…”

The pathetic guy tried to console himself as he got more and more shaky towards the end of his sentence.

“This dream… it’s not a portent of something right….”

Recalling the scene of him meeting his yandere end, he felt his throat burning up with immense thirst.

“No it’s not… it’s a mere dream.. that’s right a mere dream…”

Dryly laughing he shook his head and repeatedly chant the sentence as if trying to hypnotize himself.

“master…”

“Arghhh mother f.u.c.ker! Here the blade comes!”

A voice out of no where made him jump out of fright, he hurriedly covered his head with the blanket and started trembling on the spot.

“Sniffles, I won’t do it anymore, please don’t give me the nata, I beg of….”

His begging echoed within the blanket and his body trembled even harder.

“Don’t cut me please, I’m not your master, so please don’t sha…”

He stopped suddenly, flinching it seems he has regained some sort of sense.

“Hmm? master?”

He popped out his head from the blanket like a turtle and looked towards the origin of the sound only to be surprised at what he sees.

“Ikaros!”

Seeing that Ikaros is sitting by at the bed he cried out to her.

“Yes, master…”

Ikaros got up, her motions jiggled her jigglypuffs, gawking as per usual he got even more thirsty.