Chapitre 14: Revolving Door
As Max's command echoed, Wolverine's expression shift dramatically. His eyes darted around, spinning in a full 360-degree rotation.
The world around him was spinning rapidly. The dizzying motion forced Wolverine to his knees once more, leaving him disoriented and nauseous. His body began to tremble.
After what felt like an eternity, the relentless spinning finally ceased, and Wolverine's head swayed dizzily before crashing heavily onto the ground.
"Open the door!" Max gestured toward the air in front of him, and a sliding door materialized.
Stepping into a different realm, Max emerged just in time to witness a sleek black Audi speeding away. Although it was a brief glimpse, the sight of Yukio's vibrant red hair was unmistakable.
While cars may be faster than humans, they are still subject to the constraints of the environment. Max, despite not being as swift as a car, could effortlessly navigate through obstacles in this alternate dimension.
Despite Yukio's attempt to escape through a series of red lights, her chosen route eventually led her into a frustrating traffic jam. Her realization of the mistake came too late to turn back.
"Damn it!"
Yukio honked the horn impatiently, her frustration evident. Mariko glanced back to see what was causing the delay. As she turned around, she was startled to find Max sitting in the backseat, wearing a sly smile.
"You..."
Mariko was taken aback and couldn't find her voice. Yukio quickly shifted her gaze, reaching for the weapon next to her.
"Don't force me...." Max pointed at Mariko, locking eyes with Yukio and whispered.
Frozen in place, Yukio wondered how he had managed to appear without making a sound.
"I'll accompany you but allow her to leave?" Mariko inhaled deeply, casting a glance at Yukio before turning to Max.
"Mariko…" Yukio anxiously interjected but was silenced by Mariko's stern gaze.
"Agreed."
Max smiled and replied, "Then, please exit the vehicle."
Mariko nodded and slowly opened the car door, stepping out. Max holstered the gun and followed suit, guiding Mariko away from the road and into a nearby alley.
With one hand on Mariko's arm, Max reached out to touch the adjacent wall.
Soon, a hidden door materialized within the wall. Max grinned at Mariko and ushered her inside.
The door promptly closed behind them.
Mariko maintained a relatively composed expression, but a hint of frustration and helplessness flickered in her eyes.
Max observed her closely and suddenly remarked, "Remove your clothes."
"What?" Mariko's eyes widened in panic as she stared at Max.
"My name is Max, and I won't repeat myself. If you're unwilling, I have no qualms assisting you," Max stated calmly, maintaining a serious demeanor.
Mariko recognized his sincerity and realized he would indeed follow through on his words.
Though she felt reluctant, Mariko took a deep breath, lowered her head in embarrassment, and began to untie the black mourning belt.
Japanese women typically wore kimono-style mourning attire, and as the belt came undone, the clothing loosened and fell to the sides. As she slowly removed the garment, Max took it from her.
"Continue!"
"You... You can't be serious!" Mariko exclaimed, her head snapping up in anger. "Even after I've removed my mourning attire?"
"Remove it," Max's tone remained cold, unwavering, without hesitation or pause.
As their eyes locked, Mariko detected an icy detachment in Max's gaze. Devoid of any emotion. Just indifference.
Though Mariko was reluctant, she acquiesced.
Max received the garments but didn't simply hold them like he had with the mourning attire earlier; instead, he inspected them meticulously.
Mariko shielded her body with her hands and cast her gaze downwards, secretly observing Max.
When she noticed the faint upward curve of his lips at a certain moment, Mariko couldn't shake the ominous feeling that he had discovered something.
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