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章 79: Chapter 77: Traitor

If you see any mistakes, feel free to write. I'll fix it.

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Chomp!

"Hm?" Rumi frowned at the pain she could feel in her body. She glanced at her navel from the corner of her eyes.

A Nomu head was biting her belly helplessly. Her gaze was contorted with murderous intent, hatred, and madness. Even her pupils were not a clear circle, black spurs protruding from several places of her pupil and spreading to her iris.

Her jaw was clenched with all her might. Her teeth pierced Rumi's flesh, causing the blood to come out. But just that much, a Nomu with nothing left of her body except some pain and blood, couldn't unleash any more power.

When Rumi took a closer look at this head, she saw that it was the only relatively female-like one among the Nomu.

"Just... Die... already..." The woman spoke with hatred between her clenched teeth. She was using all her strength to bite her to death, unfortunately, she couldn't hurt Rumi except for some bleeding and skin damage as imminent death approached her.

"Sure, when my time comes, why not..." Rumi turned her gaze to the sky and spoke with a half-smile. She didn't even have the strength to throw Nomu's head off, so she decided to talk to her until the girls arrived.

"But not right now." Nomu stopped biting, her gaze fixed on Rumi's face. She loosened her teeth slightly and spoke.

"Why…" Perhaps the approaching death had stirred the little bit of logic hiding in her mind. Her gaze was replaced with those of a woman looking at her kind stone, curiosity dominated.

"I have a long life to live with the man I love. I haven't introduced him to my family yet. I have plans to marry him. I'm going to give birth to a lot of little rabbits for him. We will give them names. We will have a small and warm home... I still have a lot of things to do. That's why I can't die now."

Nomu's jaw loosened more and more. As Rumi's eyes grew warmer and her tone more wishful, she finally stopped biting her.

"I… jealous... of you…" She could only able to say these words before she died.

The girls and heroes came to her a few seconds later. Nejire ripped Nomu's head off Rumi with a quick kick. The girls panicked and tried to stop Rumi's bleeding, while the heroes gathered the evidence that remained while they took control of the professor.

The girls closed all of Rumi's bleeding wounds as quickly as they could. To cover her right arm, which was the most severely injured, Nejire tore a large piece of her clothing and made sure to cover the wound on her arm.

Luckily, Rumi did not suffer any major injuries other than the severed arm. But the thing that scared the girls the most was the condition of Rumi's legs.

Rumi could not see, but her legs were in poor condition even though he did not have any external wounds. The cracked veins could be seen from the top of the skin, the purple skin was such a bad color that it made the girls' insides shudder. Her skin was taut like a fragile piece of glass, and everyone was careful not to put too much pressure on her.

Also, her legs looked very soft. It wasn't a compliment. They felt that if they touched it, their fingers could sink into it, and it was terrifying.

"Blake will be furious…" Nejire spoke in a low tone. All the girls, including Nemuri, who had a close relationship with Blake, nodded.

Blake would turn into a real demon when he found out about Rumi's current situation. He might not have done anything at first, after all, he couldn't leave Rumi in this situation. But once Rumi gets better, that's when L.O.V or this professor would go through a really hard time.

The girls corrected Rumi's posture, put a bag under her head, and placed a warm blanket under her without lifting her from the ground.

"Nejire, you told us there was a time when you were badly injured. Blake told you about his harem request that day...'' As Nemuri carefully cleaned Rumi's wound with a rag in hand, she looked at Nejire, who carefully lifted Rumi's legs and placed a few bags under it in a comfortable position.

Momo's hands flashed multiple lights, the next second a bunch of first aid items appeared on the floor. The girls, who had given the first aid, quickly took bandages, tincture of iodine, and various first aid supplies.

Whether at school or the hero agency, the most basic thing taught to heroes and hero candidates was how to give first aid. It was one of the key things every hero should know.

Proper first aid could save someone's life at key times. Each had learned this well and knew what they could do when the time came.

Also, Blake had taught them what to do in real first aid. The first aid they were taught was not fake, but these girls, who had not faced too many serious injuries in their lives, were pretty bad in practice and what they learned was very superficial. They ould not be compared to a doctor or field doctor.

All these teachings were working, and after just a few minutes, Rumi's entire body was covered with bandages except for her neck.

Her wounds were dressed, cleaned, sterilized, and sealed, a primitive cast (stick and cloth) was made to immobilize fractures while minor bruises were healed with the help of creams and lotions. For internal injuries, first aid was provided by injecting a few drug-filled needles.

Now all they had to do was wait for the stretchers.

"I'm saying that if we can get Blake's attention to another woman, maybe he'll forget about it," Nemuri spoke in good faith. All she did was suggest to divert Blake's attention.

Nejire, Momo, even Rumi, who couldn't move, shook their head. They tacitly rejected her at the same time.

'''Blake is not a skirt-hunter'''

"If Blake saw Rumi-san like this, he'd drop all other things in the world and focus entirely on her. Let alone a woman, he'll throw this operation out in Rumi's place that he's supposed to be in." Momo explained, shaking her head repeatedly. She had full confidence in Blake and was confident that Blake would act as she had said.

"Joining this operation instead of Rumi?" Nemuri stopped what she was doing and looked at Rumi for an answer.

' 'Oh, that's right. I like to show off with Blake, and during a conversation, I told Blake that if I was unable or unwilling to do something, they should go and he would handle all the work better than I would. They'll probably call him instead of me." Several people came in with stretchers and slowly placed Rumi on the stretcher and then headed for the exit.

Nejire and the other girls were walking beside Rumi. There was no need for them to move, as there were no Nomu left but a few villains. Heroes like Ryukyu, Endeavor, and Hawks would handle it.

"Besides…" Nejire looked into Nemuri's eyes. A mild smile bloomed on his face as she spoke in a firm but gentle tone.

"Blake wasn't acting in any way thinking with his lower body at that time. Probably because he thought of me for his actions." Nejire clasped her hands behind her back and continued as she bounced forward.

"Even though I haven't known Blake for a long time, I can understand his intentions given our closeness. Probably the reason he left me that day was because when I got out of the hospital, I lived a life without him and turned a clean slate in my life."

Nejire's gaze became more delicate, while her smile became warmer. She knew Blake, and unlike the other girls, she know Blake had a special fondness for herself, and he didn't want any great harm to come to her because of his fondness.

Reflecting on his actions that day, she was able to understand the intent behind Blake's actions.

It was just a guess, but she hit the bullseye.

"Oh, is it?" Nemuri nodded absently. Her desire to enter into a relationship with Blake was growing.

The other party was handsome, well-built, strong, understanding. Instead of taking it selfishly in the relationship, he was giving and pampering the other part as much as she wanted. Also, instead of suppressing them by using his power, he moved to bring down all the walls against him, slowly but surely suppressed them of her own accord.

Most importantly, if they encountered a problem, he did his best to solve it. He may have been the most selfish man in the world, but his selfishness was as sweet and delicious as a honeypot that would attract all women. A relatively simple woman like Nemuri had no choice but to fall into his hands.

Her heart was connecting to Blake, even more, the little walls she had built around her heart were crumbling like a sandcastle in the ocean. The things she had learned from the girls in the last few months fueled her desire to be with Blake.

Of course, she couldn't fall in love with someone just through rumors and stories. Even Nemuri was not that simple. She needed to be a real couple with Blake first, then spend time with him to develop mutual feelings.

The group continued walking to the exit among the ruins of the collapsed building. The building was in a completely dilapidated state, 3/2 of the building was dismantled after Rumi's 'Sky Push'. There were no casualties or unnecessary injuries as those floors were empty.

The corridors were scattered, filled with wounded people fighting the Nomu. People were leaning against walls, lying on the floor, or being treated as outpatients and were treated by paramedics, primarily the seriously injured.

The war had been very tough for the hero side. Nomu's, especially High-End Nomus who joined the battle at the last moment, were rivals that even All Might fought fiercely, let alone them. Comparably normal pro-heroes like them couldn't fight a High-End Nomu without making any sacrifices.

Every room, every corridor, and every space was a battlefield. Wherever there was any visible or empty space, there was either a Nomu corpse or injured people. It would have been difficult to tell the course of the war if the villain hadn't suddenly acted to take down Rumi.

'Get out of the way. We're carrying a seriously injured person.

" One of the paramedics standing in front shouted, forcibly trying to separate the crowd that had gathered outside the door.

5 minutes had passed since the last big explosion, and people slowly started to crowd around the battlefield. Some had come here to film events and upload them to the Internet before anyone else; some came to see the heroes win and to quell their fears; Others simply succumbed to their curiosity.

Each had different reasons. And it was all here after all.

The crowd realized the nature of the situation and when they saw the seriously injured Rumi, they quickly made way for her. The sea of ​​people split in two to reveal the ambulance located in their midst.

The paramedics and girls, holding either side of the stretcher, gasped as the crowd split in two.

The reason they were so relaxed was the way the crowd looked at them, or rather the girls. Each of them looked at them with an exclusion, blame, and anger, acting as if they had slaughtered their families or committed a great crime.

People were whispering when they looked at them. Because so many people were talking at the same time, the girls couldn't understand exactly what they were saying, but they heard words such as "traitor", "Enemy of Humanity", "Agent", "Double-Sided", etc.

The girls' expressions became progressively worse. But they did nothing, swallowing the bad words and whispered insults, and kept walking.

The ambulance was a few meters ahead, and the people, however hostile they were, did not take any action to block them. So they decided to act fast.

"Wait!!" A masculine voice was heard, the crowd was forcefully pushed apart, and a large, muscular man who fit the muscle standards of this world stepped out of the crowd, blocking the girls' path.

His face was wrinkled and tears were flowing nonstop. He was staring at the girls with anger, hatred, sadness, and many more emotions with his teeth clenched. One of his hands gripped the necklace on his chest, the other is tightly clenched enough to expose his veins.

"You must be the women of that traitor. You're not going anywhere." He aligned his body to block the ambulance with the paramedics and girls and spoke in a firm tone. However, everyone in the room could hear his voice shaking slightly as if he was trying to contain a great sadness inside and harden himself.

The girls looked at each other hesitantly. The first aid they did to Rumi would have taken care of her for a few hours, but she needed to treat her injuries as soon as possible and get her to the hospital. If this did not happen, undesirable things could happen.

"Uncle…" Nejire took a few steps forward. Her civet and the light blue pro-hero outfit were lit by the sun, and with a mild smile, she placed her hand on the man's fist and spoke.

''Please get out of the way. My sister, who is very important to me, is seriously injured right now, as you can see. If you continue with this, it may even result in death."

The man took a step back. Nejire's sincere and honest words and slightly painful tone made his determined heart tremble slightly. He hesitated whether to continue.

But the cold feeling he felt in his hand caused him to regain his reason and remember what he had come for. He grits his teeth and puts his hand on Nejire's shoulder and pushed her away.

''HEY!''

''What are you doing!''

Momo and Nemuri quickly came to Nejire's side and supported her from behind. Nemuri stepped forward and grabbed her whip. Even Rumi intended to get up, worried that the man might do something at the expense of her bloody wounds.

However, the man had no intention of attacking. His only intention was for Nejire to go backward, and he had adjusted his strength accordingly.

"G-Go back. You cannot pass through here. A-At least you can't leave without seeing that woman in a coma." He pointed at Rumi with his finger. His voice was shaking, he knew he was doing something big, but the coldness he could feel in his hands and the anger in his heart kept him going.

"Why are you doing this?" Momo aligned one hand in front of her against any attack from the man. The man had been holding something specific in his chest from the beginning, and she was worried that it might be something that could hurt them.

"I-I... I'm going to make that guy lose something. That traitor must not enjoy his life while we suffer." Veins appeared on his neck as the man shouted, red veins appearing in his eyes that were burning with anger. His expression was full of anger.

However, his stance was very lonely and bitter. It looked like a fallen plane tree with its arms hanging forward. His back was bent, his posture was unsteady. A closer look showed that he had dark spots under his eyes and that the person had not slept for several days.

"Why?" This time it was Rumi who asked. She knew from her words that this man had a grudge against Blake, but the girls who were with him almost constantly didn't know anything about it.

"..." The man didn't answer the girls. He stared at them for a while, then hesitantly lowered his head. After a few quiet seconds, he spoke.

"My daughter and my wife fell into a coma after the attack of several villains here. They have not shown any signs of awakening for the past week. I-If they had been caught earlier, this would not have happened."

''If that traitor hadn't protected the villain, the cops could have caught this villain faster. So that my daughter and my wife would not fall into a coma.''

His cheeks were wet and he spoke hoarsely as if he lumped in his throat. His voice trembled slightly, slowly letting out the sadness he was holding in his heart.

His hand, which had been closed from the beginning, opened, revealing what he was hiding inside.

What the man was holding was a necklace. The necklace was flung open on both sides, leaving the small photo inside exposed. The photo featured a happy image of a man, a woman, and a 10-11-year-old girl.

The man looked longingly at the photograph. After lightly stroking the photograph with his thumb, he suddenly lifted his head and spoke.

"That's why I'm going to make that traitor lose something, for my wife and daughter-" The man shouted, but his words were cut at the last moment. People who listened to him and were able to empathize with him waited for his next words, but the man did not speak.

The girls and other people wondered why the man was suddenly silent. When they looked at him closely, they saw that the man was staring right behind the girls in disbelief and was in a state of extreme surprise.

Each of them turned their gaze behind the girls to where Rumi was. Three girls also turned to Rumi.

The atmosphere was filled with absolute tranquility. The girls took a step back as their expressions grew brighter and brighter, covered in happy amazement. It was both fear of what they saw and an instinctive reflex from its sudden appearance.

Rumi frowned slightly. She couldn't understand why the girls were so happy, why others were so confused and frightened. She couldn't see what was happening because of the bandages surrounding her head and her position, but she could tell from the reactions that nothing bad was wrong with them.

"What's going on-" Two strong arms gently wrapped around her body. She could only feel the power behind the two muscular arms by touching his skin, but while the owner of the arm was holding him, he acted prudently and diligently, as if he were touching a rare vase, and was careful not to take out a single piece of his power and squeeze it.

Her eyes widened as she felt the familiar warmth, a delicate gleam appeared in her eyes. As small tears emerged from the corners of her eyes, she inhaled deeply the scent that she had etched all over her body and which she did not want to forget and laid her head on the shoulder of the person holding her without hesitation.

"Welcome." It was one simple word, but behind it was a great relief, love, and passion.

Rumi was happy that she got what she wanted. The warm feeling that she could not regain in Blake's absence took over her heart. Her eyes were getting heavy and her voice was getting hoarse.

''I... miss you...''

Every part of her body was screaming in pain, but the sense of security and warmth that only that person could give her had taken away all her aches and pains. Her nervous mind was calmed, her tail quivering nonstop like an alarm clock, her ears caressing his entire face against her will.

She didn't have to worry anymore. She didn't need to think about the overwhelming sense of death or worry about her pain. All she had to do was hug him and sleep, he would take care of everything and when she opened her eyes again, it would all be over.

She was sure of it.

''I'm sorry. I made you wait. I didn't expect something like this to happen. Forgive me." Rumi felt a delicate kiss on her head before falling asleep. Her lips curved upward, her eyes narrowed, and she said the last few words before falling asleep.

"Such a sad tone...it doesn't suit you..." Despite saying that, she felt incomparably warm. It was as if she had been enveloped in a duvet with just the perfect warmth to be, she fell asleep as the flood of emotions carried her away.

The other party did not answer her, after swallowing deeply, he kissed Rumi's head again and spoke.

"I'm going to the hospital where Rei is staying. We'll meet there."

''OK.''

After the girls' answer, he disappeared from where he was. He effortlessly stood out from the crowd, leaving a thin white line behind him. People or girls, none of them even realized he was gone until he left.


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章 80: Chapter 78: Meeting

Sorry for the delay, due to some health problems I haven't been able to post an episode this week. I'm in better shape now, episodes will come on the usual calendar.

If you see any mistakes, feel free to write. I'll fix it.

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Before Blake went to MHA World, in the Golden World.

The Golden World was as quiet and desolate as ever. Although various buildings were scattered here and there, the silence that gave the environment a desolate feeling enveloped the whole world like a smokescreen.

Smooth golden hills stretched to infinity. They were emitting a faint light under the sunless sky, but this light was not as dazzling as under normal. On the contrary, it had a color that calmed one's mind.

However, this gentle light could not hide the serenity. The environment was completely different from normal times. Luxurious, gaudy, simple, different from one another, all the houses felt abandoned.

The period of reincarnating dead people had passed. It would not happen again until a certain time. Even so, several Universe Representatives were supposed to be on the streets or in their homes. Yet there was no one here.

The world was motionless. The absence of any animals, creatures, clouds or celestial bodies combined with the silence in the environment created eerie tranquility.

The only thing in the Golden World was the huge invisible and shapeless wall behind the houses, on the opposite side of the golden mountain range stretching to the horizon.

Even though the wall was colorless, shapeless, and invisible, the light waves emanating from it made it possible for others to see it. The dark golden lines moved up and down, in circles and various ways, like waves moving in the ocean, separating the houses from the thing behind the wall.

Looking at the other side of the wall, it seemed that it was not much different. Various and different houses were lined up in a row. The houses were of better quality than the houses behind the wall. Lilith's house was considered to be the finest in her area, yet even her house could not be compared to them.

A luxurious building filled with crystal and gold pieces and made of fine rocks, a Japanese building with thousands of years old wood used in its construction, and more were scattered around.

In addition, each building was carefully constructed and various techniques were used in its construction. For example, the Japanese house made of thousands of years old wood was built without using a single Wagoya style nail. Each piece of wood was tightly bound together, making this building stronger and more durable than most houses in the modern world.

[EN: Wagoya: Tied or interlocking wooden connections with rope, developed by Japanese carpenters and made without the use of nails.]

The weather here was completely different from the area where Lilith's home was located. It was carrying something that could not be seen with the naked eye and could only be felt. This side of the wall had ceased to be "normal" and had become more mysterious and profound.

There was a huge building in the middle of this area. The structure was as big as a stadium, with an exterior clad in quality concrete and black glass. Above the door of the building was written in large letters;

[Meeting Area]

There were a lot of people inside the building called the Meeting Area. The space wasn't filled to the brim, but it wasn't empty. Seats were quite full, although all individuals sat at regular intervals, either individually or in groups.

There was a heated discussion going on in the meeting room. At least that was true for one side. Because, unlike the group that was fervently explaining itself in the middle of the hall, the audience had an exasperated expression as if they had heard these words over and over.

"We may have acted on a whim, but at the time it was the first time we were doing it. Our brains, who could not understand the seriousness and importance of the issue, acted according to their enthusiasm and excitement, and we did what we wanted.''

"However, we think we deserve a second chance. After all, which of us hasn't done a few silly things at that moment, each of us has a few things we didn't want, and a few things that we thought were irrational or ridiculous that he later regretted or saw as irrelevant."

"This occasion is not only our special request. In fact, on this occasion, a law can be enacted for others who are or are not here, or who will be born. This law need not be very detailed or detailed or restrictive. It is enough for each individual to have the opportunity to renew once in their life."

"Of course, that can be discussed later. For now, I'm just suggesting." The speaker swallowed after his long speech to wet his dry throat. He looked around eagerly, his fingers clenched holding the paper on which his speech was written, causing the paper to crease.

It was evident in his nervousness. A great deal of hope, expectation and fear seized his heart as he looked at the people around him. He was trembling slightly, his head tilted involuntarily.

The bystanders looked at him graciously before arguing. Then they got into a heated argument. A voice came out of each head, each individual made a suggestion and started to discuss the subject.

Words were flying, rejections and participation were voiced. With each refusal, the group in the middle made their stance a little smaller.

After a while, everyone pressed certain buttons in front of them. The air in front of the center group flickered slightly, and numbers appeared for all to see.

28/198

28 acceptances, 198 rejections were overwhelmingly rejected. But for some reason, none of them were in a bad mood. Yes, they were frustrated, but the number of acceptances made their eyes sparkle and show a sincere smile.

Not in their hands, this number was a big improvement for them. While only 1 person was accepted on their first try, thanks to these new tactics, they were twice accepted on their last try. If they could maintain their momentum, they would eventually get what they wanted.

"Thanks to everyone who accepted and rejected-"

''AH! I forgot, sorry. Lilith, I'm pressing in your name too."

"Sure, I don't care."

In an instant, the number of admissions increased by two numbers and was fixed at 30.

The gazes of the group in the middle and the surrounding audience turned to the person speaking at the last moment.

The speaker was a young boy of 14-15 years old with eyes full of excitement in life and youth. His messy hair ended in a thorny finish. Filled with vitality and youthful excitement, his cheeks were a healthy shade of red.

He was holding a pen in one hand and a book in the other. After pressing the button in front of him, he pressed the other button in front of him with the permission of the person next to him and continued to draw something on the book.

The group looked at the boy with tenderness and devotion, looking at him as if they were looking after a relative, or rather their younger brother. One of the girls waved at him and spoke.

"Rod, come, your sister will give you crayons."

"I already have it all-" The boy tried to dismiss her, but the next words caught his attention.

"But these were produced a few minutes before we got here. Each one is the best quality among its kind and can make your images more vivid.''

"!!" The youth's eyes lit up. Without hesitation, he stood up and bounced downstairs. Along the way, no one held him or intended to stop him. On the contrary, they were giving warm glances at this eagerness and giggling.

The boy quickly headed towards the group in the middle of the field. The girl handed him the crayons as promised, but first kneaded her cheeks until she satisfied. Throughout this whole incident, the boy named Rod did not reject the girl's actions. On the contrary, he looked happy as he chuckled.

The girl kneaded her cheek for a while, then waved to Rod before leaving with the group. After waving at them, Rod headed back to his previous seat.

As Rod walked towards his place, several people stopped him. They continued to give him gifts, candies, pens, coloring books, and miscellaneous things. Even two people with opposite votes started talking and joking in harmony after giving him candy.

Rod walked between them and sat down with his hands full. He carefully placed the items he was holding in the space beside him and said a few words.

"Send it to my house."

He loosened his arms. Candies, coloring books, crayons, a few clothes, and many other items disappeared in an instant. He had a few candies left.

A clean, soft hand with slender fingers reached out to Rod and took one of the candies.

Rod looked at Lilith. As Lilith smiled provocatively at him, she loudly opened the packet of candy, put it on her small, watery tongue, and began to chew.

Rod was not at all impressed by Lilith's action. He turned his head, opened his drawing book, and opened it to try out his newly acquired pencils.

He turned the pages. Each page contained a picture of a specific person or an imaginary person. The people in the pictures were all in a similar situation; they were fighting.

One part of the page had pictures of people fighting, while the other part had personal drawings of Rod. The pictures on the first pages were completed, the same images of the pictures on the next page were drawn. But as the pages went by, his drawings got worse.

His drawings did not deteriorate, his skills were gradually improving. Unlike the simple drawings at the beginning, the drawings looked more realistic, fuller, and full of life after each page. It was as if they were real people, not pictures drawn on a piece of paper.

All the pictures had one thing in common. They too must have been running and having lightning bolts of various colors each bursting out of their bodies. Lightning danced in each of their eyes, their steps jumping for miles in a flash, sonic booms.

Rod is on the last page. He took one of the pencils and drew a line.

"Wow…" His eyes sparkled like precious stones. The tone of the white color he used was very full and realistic, there were no disturbing cracks. A simple line revealed true white and looked very pleasing to the eye.

Rod instantly immersed himself in his painting and forgot everything else. Sitting next to Rod, Lilith stopped paying attention to him. Putting her chin on her hand and her hand on her knee, she began to look around.

She saw several people she knew. A man in an apron from Food Wars Anime world was standing on the sidelines talking to people from other food worlds about recipes. Their topic was [Is Anything Fried Delicious?].

On the other hand, the representative spirit of One-punch Man Anime World was searching for better and faster ways to rebuild his destroyed world. His hair was messy and greasy, his under-eye bags looked bad. It was unclear how many days he hadn't slept.

Lilith looked at the surroundings with a weary expression. She let out a sigh, slightly twisting her wrist to relieve her slightly aching wrist.

She didn't want to be here. After she got home, she wanted to shut herself up in her room, to watch the new possibilities unfold in Blake's presence while she had a snack, to learn something interesting by reading a book or to sleep or laze around.

But she couldn't do any of these. Even if no one was speaking, they had to stand in the Meeting Area.

Although the Meeting Area was held on special days and times, the doors were not closed during meeting hours. Instead, the doors would be wide open for any problems that might arise during the meeting, and anyone could initiate a meeting if no one was present.

Therefore, all individuals attending the meeting had to stay here until the end of the meeting. After all, if there was an emergency, they could intervene at once.

However, Lilith did not think that such a thing could happen. That was the main reason for her trouble. There hadn't been any emergencies or unexpected meetings in about a dozen loops, and on purpose, she had to spend a few hours here.

"Hm?" Something caught her eye as she surveyed the surroundings. She slipped her free hand under her arm and nudged Rod.

"Yeah, what was it?" Rod didn't turn to Lilith and continued drawing.

"Why is this person here?" She pointed in front of her, her voice containing great curiosity and slight shock.

Rod wondered what fueled Lilith's curiosity. He lifted his head from what he was drawing, looking at where Lilith was pointing as his hands continued to move constantly.

There was a man there. His long black hair was on his shoulders, he carried a well-developed body underneath his modern attire. He was 17 or 18 years old, had a good face, and was radiating a hard air.

However, this air was like an illusion broken by his current condition and left no emotion in the person other than sympathy and pity for him.

"Why... why did I do it? All those characters... their seriousness... even if I saved a few at the last moment, they were random persons... All the seriousness... dignity... charisma of the most important individuals... is gone... forever…" He covered his face with his hands as he spoke in a fragile, hoarse voice. It was clear from his voice that he was almost about to cry.

He raised his head slightly, his pupils trembling when he remembered what he had done. He covered his face once again with his hands and, with a muffled moan, continued to whisper things. The people around him continued to comfort him.

The man's most prominent feature was a headband tied to his head. There were nine lines on the headband and a shape of an eye mark with a sword inside.

"Oh, He..." Rod's lips curled up to form a half-smile. Enjoying his brother's pain, a look that the little brother might have had bloomed on his face.

"I hear he have a question on his mind since he created the world. Recently, this question has grown in his mind and he has made [G of Shame], unable to control himself more in the news cycle." With his pen, he threw a sharp line that would form a sharp jawline. He quickly drew to make neither large nor skinny neck, and after leaving a black mark with the edge of his pen, she shaded it with her finger over the black mark.

'' [G of Shame], Ha. I sympathize with him." Lilith shook her head with understanding. [G Of Shame] was something she had thought about at the time, but when she thought about the embarrassment that would come after she did it, she throw that idea out of her mind.

"It's not that bad. The characters in his world retain their old glory. I don't understand why he's so upset.'

"It's easier said than done."

"Easier said than done."

The minutes continued to pass. A few tens of minutes remained before the meeting was over. Time passed slowly for everyone. But none of them except Lilith had a problem.

Lilith lay her head on the table in front of her and sighed with her arms outstretched. A borderline boredom was easily visible to all. She hung her hands on either side of the table and began to shake them.

She was so bored. All she did was sit idly by and stare.

She wanted to get out of here, but the rules bound her like a chain. She couldn't go even if she wanted to. But she was free to complain, no one could restrain her in that regard.

"Why do I have to be here, I just came to have some fun. But there is nothing here. Just let me go…" She placed her chin on the table and exhaled non-stop for 10 seconds. Her emotions and thoughts, every cell in her body were screaming with boredom.

Normally she would not attend such meetings. The main reason she came here was that she thought something interesting might happen, but all she got was a big "nothing". She made a mental note not to come here for several loops.

Everyone knew that she had nothing to do with such events and would not do anything suspicious. Lilith's name spread in the Golden World as "Miss Curiosity", and she was known for not doing anything other than out of sheer curiosity.

Still, even she couldn't get out of here. It was like she had broken the rules. Hah, how funny, there's no way this could happen.

BAM!

The meeting room door swung open. A primitive bloodlust accompanied the sounds of the groundbreaking apart. Everyone's eyes turned to the door, including Lilith and Rod. Even the mournful man, shaken from his mood, looked at the door.

A red gas engulfed the entire entrance. The smell of blood tickled the noses of those around and made them nauseous. A sense of pure brutality hung over the entire room.

A pair of black eyes, red in the middle, lit up like a pair of rubies in the red gas. The next second, a mask unfolded.

It was an Oni mask.

Dum!! ROAR!!!

An invisible pressure took over the entire room. Behind the Oni mask came a dreadful scream, full of brutality and terror.

Tak!

A sharp sound was heard. Dressed in a wooden sandal, a slender leg emerged from the red gas and stepped inside. Accompanied by the image of a woman standing gracefully with her feet in red.

The woman wore a deadly dyed yukata with sun and moon patterns. Her stunning hair flowed to her waist like a black river. Her black eyes, resembling a double starry lake, were observing the surroundings and searching for someone.

No one sneered or frowned at the woman's sudden intrusion and movements. On the contrary, they were confused, this much anger was not normal for 'them'. Why was this person so angry?

"[Sword] big sister, why are you so angry?" Someone in the room couldn't hide their confusion any longer and asked.

[Sword] was the nickname of this woman. She didn't have any names, and she rejected all the names suggested to her because they didn't appeal to her, and she has remained anonymous to this day. Her biggest obsession was swords, and over time she has nicknamed [Sword Sister].

The girl called [Sword Sister] stopped, smiled kindly at the person calling out to her, and continued walking. A multitude of questioning eyes was fixed on her, but she did not respond to any of them and stepped onto the center podium.

She stopped when she got to the podium. The red smoke continued to rise from her body, filling the air with the scent of blood. Oni mask swept its gaze across the room, gleaming with murderous intent.

She stopped, studied the surroundings, and her eyes widened slightly when she saw a certain person. Pure anger flared in her eyes, looking at that person with more anger than if she had killed her family.

"I came to talk to you today about Lilith's Dark Black Violation." All the sounds in the environment stopped. Even a drop of water falling on the ground could be heard clearly in this silence. All eyes turned to Lilith.

"Eh?" Faced with so many stares and being accused of Dark Black Violation, Lilith could do nothing but make a small sound of surprise.


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