Although Komuro Takashi's current appearance was somewhat disheveled and almost unbearable to look at, Sora had to admit that compared to the clueless young man who had been beaten to a pulp by Miyamoto Rei a year ago, he had grown stronger by leaps and bounds!
After countless battles with the undead and other superhuman beings, from a human perspective, the original protagonist of this world had grown to an incredible level. Even from a distance, Sora could sense the overwhelming, blood-soaked aura emanating from him.
Under Sora's gaze, Komuro Takashi slowly raised his head, looking in his direction, his eyes filled with endless hatred!
Facing such a passionate greeting, Sora felt it was only right to respond. One evil idea after another swirled in his mind, and a wicked smirk formed on his lips.
"Komuro Aoi, kiss me!"
With his hands still mischievously groping the breasts of Miyamoto Rei and Busujima Saeko, Sora spoke to Komuro Aoi, who stood beside him.
Blushing deeply, Komuro Aoi, who had been trained by Sora for a year, no longer questioned any of his commands. Under the furious gaze of Komuro Takashi below, she bent down, opened her sexy red lips, and kissed Sora.
Miyamoto Rei and Busujima Saeko remained expressionless. They were Sora's absolute loyalists, and in their eyes, everything he did was right. The tsundere Takagi Saya, though visibly annoyed and jealous, didn't say anything. Although she thought this big bad guy was truly evil, for some reason, she also felt an inexplicable excitement and even shot a provocative glance at Komuro Takashi below.
The Sword Maidens and Thunder Maidens all wore ambiguous, teasing expressions, their eyes wide open as if they didn't want to miss any potential drama.
However, to the disappointment of these heartless girls, no matter how passionately Sora and Komuro Aoi kissed, Komuro Takashi below remained unmoved. There was no earth-shattering roar, no reckless charge fueled by his burning rage!
A collective sigh of disappointment. They had been so looking forward to it, but now, the girls could only feel disdain for Komuro Takashi below, their disgust for this dirty, spineless man deepening.
"Hey, not bad! It seems you've become much smarter over the past year. I'm even more excited now!"
Separating from Komuro Aoi's sexy red lips, a long silver thread of saliva connected their mouths. Looking down at Komuro Takashi, who was clearly furious but still hadn't lost his cool and charged recklessly, Sora's eyes gleamed with admiration.
"Hmph!"
Takagi Saya, whose head still rested on Sora's chest, let out a cold snort. Although she somewhat disliked the guy below, she had to admit that Sora was right.
Miyamoto Rei glanced down indifferently, offering no comment. She no longer had any affection for Komuro Takashi. If her man commanded it, she could immediately go down and end him.
Busujima Saeko didn't even look down. Having been "taken care of" by a certain someone earlier, she was still feeling a bit tired and simply rested her head on Sora's shoulder. She had no interest in the person below, with whom she had no connection.
"Komuro Aoi, I'll leave the guy below to you. No problem, right?"
Knowing that the other party must be getting impatient, Sora was also looking forward to it. Seeing that Komuro Takashi indeed had no intention of charging up, he turned to Komuro Aoi with a wicked smile.
"Yes, Master."
Blushing again, Komuro Aoi cursed silently in her heart. While all the other sisters had already been let go, she was still being pinned down and bullied by this big bad master. She still felt weak all over, probably unable to muster even half of her peak strength.
However, she could only obey her master's commands. In a flash, Komuro Aoi's figure disappeared from the spot.
"Go, Komuro Aoi! Beat that beggar!"
"Yeah, yeah, such a smelly guy, don't let him pollute the air anymore!"
"Komuro Aoi, burn him to ashes!"
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Listening to the vicious, heartless remarks from the women leaning on the railing, Sora broke out in a cold sweat. Feeling a bit of sympathy for the lonely Komuro Takashi below, who had no one cheering for him, he thought, "Thank goodness that's not me."
"Big bad guy, Komuro Aoi has been so… exhausted by you. Will she be okay?"
As the second-to-last girl to be "let go" by Sora, Takagi Saya knew firsthand how Komuro Aoi's body must be feeling right now. She probably couldn't even muster half of her usual strength.
Although Komuro Takashi's strength wasn't worth mentioning in her eyes, for Komuro Aoi in her current state…
"Don't worry, Komuro Aoi has been personally trained by me. Even if she can't fight at full strength, it's more than enough."
"Besides, little Saya, don't you think this makes it more interesting? If she went all out and finished him off in one or two moves, the spectacle I've been looking forward to would lose its meaning!"
A devilish smirk formed on Sora's lips as he spoke.
"You… you're not doing this on purpose, are you?"
With a hint of suspicion, Takagi Saya questioned Sora incredulously.
"Well… who knows?"
Looking at the smug expression on this bad guy's face, Takagi Saya's eye twitched. She suddenly felt a bit of sympathy for Komuro Takashi below.
"To encounter such an evil guy, he must have had the worst luck in eight lifetimes!!!"
Although she felt some sympathy, Takagi Saya also found herself feeling an inexplicable excitement, unable to help but look forward to what was about to happen…
…
"Komuro Aoi!!!"
Looking at the woman standing before him, dressed in a seductive teacher's uniform, who had undergone a dramatic transformation in just one year, becoming younger, more beautiful, and more alluring, Komuro Takashi's eyes turned blood-red as he growled out her name.
It seemed like it had been a long time since he had spoken to anyone. Komuro Takashi's voice was unusually hoarse, and combined with the intense killing intent emanating from him, he felt like a wild beast, sending chills down one's spine. An ordinary person standing here would probably be scared out of their wits by his roar!
Frowning slightly, Komuro Aoi felt an intense dislike for the Komuro Takashi before her. He was dirty, smelly, fierce, and ugly… well, that was a woman's common complaint.
"Komuro Takashi, my master told me that you were once my child. Although I have no memory of the past, to be honest, I'm very disappointed in the current you."
Brushing her hair back, Komuro Aoi continued:
"Although it might disappoint my master, if you give up now, I can pretend nothing happened."
Komuro Aoi felt she was being quite magnanimous. Although she had no memory or feelings for this so-called child, they still shared a blood connection. If he chose to retreat now, even if it meant being punished by her master, she could still try to give him a chance.
However, clearly, if a person's heart could be so easily understood, there wouldn't be so many tragedies in the world.
"Ha ha ha ha… Give up? You're asking me to give up now?!"
As if hearing the funniest joke in the world, Komuro Takashi stood in place and laughed maniacally. Then, his eyes suddenly glared at Komuro Aoi, emitting a terrifying light:
"Do you know how much I've suffered to stand here? Huh?!"
"I will reclaim everything I've lost, and destroy anything that stands in my way! Even you, my dear mother!"
A bloodthirsty grin spread across his face, and his dirt-covered visage became even more menacing.
"Is that so… So even the final negotiation has failed."
"Then, before I leave this world, let me, as your mother, teach you one last lesson!"
A hint of regret flashed across Aoi's face, but it was quickly replaced by a cold smile. She extended her delicate hand, summoning a crimson flame.
The final showdown between mother and son was about to begin!