"In the end, I still came."
Ayaka, walking by the roadside, stared blankly at her reflection through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the street shops, completely lost in thought.
It was okay to come to the festival.
Attending the festival wasn't an issue, as she originally wanted to come to the Summer Festival with Mu Xiaoxiao.
The problem was how she dressed...
"This is too old-fashioned," the braided hair and black-framed glasses paired with the kimono she wore looked completely out of place no matter how one looked at them.
Going as 'Ayaka-chan' obviously would have been the best choice.
After all, not only was she beautiful, but it would have also been more comfortable for herself.
And here she was..dressed in this old-fashioned way.
How could her appearance compare to those beautiful girls around Mu Xiaoxiao?
She was completely overshadowed, crushed, like the contrast between an ugly duckling and a white swan.
'Maybe the only reason why I came here was to respond to Mu Kun's expectations,'
Ayaka thought blankly.
If Mu Xiaoxiao hadn't mentioned it, she would never have been dressed like this.
Da da da--
At this moment, the sound of wooden clogs tapping on the ground was heard as a tall, sturdy figure that made some passersby turn around in surprise and step aside to avoid him one after the other... Not only was his physique imposing, but his attire was also full of weirdness.
With prayer beads around his neck and a bright, shiny bald head, he looked quite unattractive, like someone not to be trifled with.
Oh, wasn't this the exorcist monk from back then?
His expressionless face looked a little scary.
His gaze swept over the crowd by the roadside until he saw the girl with braided hair; he frowned and then walked up.
His dark shadow blocked the sunlight, and Ayaka, who had been lost in thought, finally snapped back to reality, realizing she was blocked by a somewhat frightening man.
Trying to walk around him, she was stopped by his outstretched hand.
"Do you need something?"
Ayaka asked, a little nervous.
..
"There's a special aura about you," the monk said with a pair of somewhat terrifying eyes, staring straight at her.
..
"What, what?"
The girl didn't understand what he was talking about at all and was confused.
Then she saw him reaching out to grab her, and her heart beat wildly, "You, what are you doing?!"
She had just shouted when the exorcist monk's hand that was reaching towards Ayaka suddenly stopped mid-air.
"What are you doing here?"
A teasing voice came from behind, "Eh? Isn't this Master? We haven't seen each other for a while. I didn't expect that we would bump into each other again; what a fate."
The young man, smiling with a twinkle in his eye, walked over leisurely with his hands behind his back.
Ayaka's heart calmed down the moment she saw Mu Xiaoxiao.
She didn't know why, but she felt a sense of calm, similar to when she felt safe after he found her lost in the woods that day.
"It's really you."
The great monk turned back expressionlessly, looking as
Mu Xiaoxiao approached.
"What am I?" The boy took Ayaka's hand and pulled her to her side.
The girl looked blankly at his smiling face through the lenses, and the strings in her heart were suddenly plucked.
"This city is starting to show signs of chaos," The exorcist stared at Mu Xiaoxiao and said in a deep voice,
"There are demons and monsters mingling among us, and some people are even being manipulated. It's related to you, isn't it?"
This master seemed to have some skills
He was able to discover Shizuka's ability to control those people.
Mu Xiaoxiao's face remained unchanged, and he spread his hands nonchalantly, "What are you talking about, Master? I am just an ordinary person who came to participate in the festival. As for other things, I don't know anything about it."
As their gazes met, Ayaka stood by the boy's side, barely daring to breathe.
After a moment of standoff, the master suddenly tilted his head and spotted a red figure in the distance.
He stared at Mu Xiaoxiao deeply, then turned and left.
call--
Ayaka breathed a sigh of relief.
That monk felt really terrible.
"What a pity, master," Mu Xiaoxiao stared at his figure, a cold smirk appearing on his lips.
"What's a pity?"
"No, it's nothing."
"Do you know each other?"
"I just met him once," The boy stretched out his hand and scratched her braid, "Ayaka is very well-behaved. She actually wore this outfit to attend the appointment. It's very good."
Where is good?
The girl looked past Mu Xiaoxiao and saw several girls in kimonos leaning against the railing not far behind him, each more beautiful than the last.
Standing in front of them, she felt utterly inferior.
"I, I don't understand what you are saying. Who will go to the appointment with you..."
"Why are you pretending at this time?" Mu Xiaoxiao was too lazy to talk nonsense and reached out to take off the black-rimmed glasses on her face, revealing her pretty face, "Ayaka-chan?"
"Woo!"
The girl's cheeks turned red as she was forced to reveal her true face.
She quickly covered her face and, looking at the young man's smiling gaze through the gap of her fingers, suddenly became discouraged and said, "You are really playing tricks on me, right? Bastard~"
"That's harsh. Who asked you to pretend, but to be honest, you do look quite nice now
Now you really like a good girl."
"Hmph~"
Ayaka turned her head, but her shyness kept spreading.
She couldn't understand it.
It was clear that what she wanted was Mu Xiaoxiao's thing, that oversized meat, but now...
'Suddenly, I also want to have a normal relationship with him.'
Woo...
"Your man is teasing girls over there," Natsuha, who was leaning against the railing, held a fan, covered her mouth, and looked at the sisters beside her, smiling, "Don't you have any thoughts?"
"Natsuha, that's your man, too, right?" Chizuru rolled her eyes at her, "But I didn't expect Ayaka-san to come. Could it be that she would also become a companion?"
"From the previous school trip, it was quite obvious that she was very interested in Mu Xiaoxiao. Now, it seems she's falling for him," Akane said, then paused in the middle of her words, "But compared to Ayaka-san—"
Her eyes fell on the monk's back, and the girl squinted her eyes, "That enemy deserves more attention."
"Shizuka has received information that a very powerful family has asked him to deal with Xiaoxiao," Chizuru nodded, "He didn't act here; was it because he was quite wary of Xiaoxiao's strength?"
"Since he has been lured away by Shizuka, this is a good opportunity no matter what. We can't miss it." the girl patted her clothes and waved her hand, "I'll go there first and be right back."
At this point she also add, "But don't use this as an opportunity to eat secretly."
"Wait, Akane, I'll go with you—"
Hearing that the bald monk was an enemy, the Sakuramiya sisters, Hinata and Saya also decided to go and help.
Each of the girls present there had a love contract, each boosting their attributes significantly to an exaggerated figure, and there were not few of them.
With so many of them surrounding the Exorcist, he could certainly take pride in the attention.
Completely unaware that he was being targeted, the bald monk followed the fast-moving red haired woman in front of him, leaving the crowd behind and stepping onto a bridge beside a small river.
He looked the at woman, who suddenly turned around and asked surprisingly.
"Aren't you going to run away anymore? Sex Demon."
"Running? Do you think I've been running?"
As she spoke, the Sex Demon, with her long hair fluttering, revealed her demonic form, complete with horns on her head, two wings on her back, and a tail behind— a form she would also show when she was having sex with her master. But now...
Her intent to kill was boiling over.
"Things are different now. I was not strong enough back then, but now..."
Shizuka still remembers that when she met this guy before, she was still very weak, and afraid...but now she was completely different.
Receiving the powerful nourishment from her master every night, that made her powerful and addicted, she was not afraid of this bald monk.
Her master had filled her with love care so many time, she would be ashamed of herself if she couldn't defeat a bald guy.
Of course, she wasn't a blood thirsty person, but she still remembered this grudge against him.
What's more, this monk accepted the commission from those people to deal with her master.
This alone was enough to give him the death penalty.
Whoosh—
Suddenly, an arrow sot from the bridge, wrapped in a whirlwind, tore through the air, aiming straight for his head..
Without any further words, the battle was about to begin.
"Huh? Everyone's here, huh?"
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