The villainous second young lady becomes a god in a bizarre Tokyo.

The two passed each other.

Summer Flower pursed her cherry lips. She could sense that the Suzuki Saori from before possessed the aura of Shiranui's soul.

This indicates that Shiranui's location is in this vicinity.

After some time, she quickly settled on a small villa.

The thin thread of connection that binds us together points directly to this point.

So-called building defenses are completely ineffective against someone of her level.

Summer Flower made her way to the second floor, and relying on her sense of presence, she arrived at Shiranui's door and gently knocked.

"Boom boom boom!"

Soon, a crisp sound from Shiranui rang out.

"Coming!"

The next moment, the door opened.

"Saori-nee, why are you back again? Didn't I tell you before... uh."

Hoshikawa Oto, dressed in dinosaur pajamas, gazed at the summer flower painting that appeared before her.

My brain has shut down.

send!

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Chapter 109: Death of Xingchuan Music Club

Hoshikawa Oto's ice-crystal-colored pupils suddenly widened, and her large eyes held even greater astonishment.

His expression was blank, as if he had been petrified.

Gazing at the summer floral painting before me, countless thoughts surged and swirled in my mind, and scenes from my life flashed by like a revolving lantern.

Finally, an extremely large character 【寄】 broke free of its constraints and took control of Hoshikawa Oto's mind.

Meanwhile, Natsumi Hanae looked puzzled.

Although the girl's face was slightly obscured by her messy, icy-colored hair, this obscuration had no effect on her eyes.

That exquisite, porcelain-doll-like face was clearly Shiranui's.

But what's with this outfit and demeanor?

This is very different from the image of Shiranui that she had in mind.

All of this caused Natsume to have some cognitive biases, thinking that the girl in front of her was Shiranui's twin sister or something like that.

She looked at the name marked on the door number to one side.

———[Xingchuan Sound]

That's right.

"Bang————!"

Just as Natsumi Hanae turned her head slightly to look at the name on the doorplate, the door slammed shut, and the gust of wind from the slamming door ruffled Natsumi Hanae's silver-white hair.

Then, a great deal of noise could be heard coming from inside the room.

A few minutes later, the door opened again.

A stunningly beautiful figure floated gracefully in place, dressed in a light blue, flowing veil that perfectly outlined the graceful curves of her body.

Adorned with a gilded cloud-shaped shoulder piece, and an exquisitely crafted, vibrant deep blue Heavenly Feather Robe wrapped around her hands and shoulders.

Her long, icy-crystal-colored hair floated and swayed, as brilliant as a starry galaxy, with countless stars shining brightly within it, displaying its dazzling splendor.

Her exposed skin was delicate and fair, with delicate eyebrows, a fine nose, thin lips, and phoenix eyes. Her features were as if they were the most exquisite creations of the Creator, meticulously sculpted.

An ethereal and serene aura emanated from her entire being.

With a glance and a smile, her melodious voice, like that of a lark, slowly drifted out.

"I was unaware that my mother was visiting today, and I was ashamed that I had failed to greet her properly."

I hope my mother will understand.

Summer Flower Painting: "..."

Summer Flower remained silent as she observed Shiranui's current appearance; most people would not notice the disheveled state of her body.

However, with her five senses, she immediately noticed the discordant aspects of Shiranui's attire.

Her long hair, which floated like a starry galaxy, had several small knots and tangles, and the gilded cloud-shaped shawl draped over her body had a black stain in one spot.

I took a light sniff of the summer floral print and smelled a faint scent of cola.

As for the so-called Heavenly Feather Robe, it has many wrinkles, as if it was forcibly pulled out from some very deep place.

Of course, if you're a fan of Shiranui here, you might stubbornly insist that this is Shiranui's latest design, the Heavenly Feather Robe!

Upon seeing the silent Natsumi Hanae, Hoshikawa Oto's gentle and elegant expression froze.

Then he quickly added.

"It's strange, but recently I've met a younger sister who looks a lot like me."

“She opened the door abruptly, unexpectedly bumping into my mother, and then, not knowing proper etiquette, closed the door again. I have already sent her out to reflect on her actions.”

Hoshikawa Oto came up with a very flimsy excuse.

Upon hearing this, Natsumi Hanae pursed her cherry lips. If you believed this reason, it would be like putting her IQ on the level of Chikari Makoto and Natsumi Rinrei's flat chests.

Putting aside the fact that this is the second floor and there's only one door for her to enter, how did the other person manage to leave and reflect on their actions?

Given the deep connection between the two through the template power, how could they possibly be mistaken?

The dinosaur pajama girl from before and the Shiranui in front of me are clearly the same person.

Since no one was speaking, the corridor became silent again.

The atmosphere was filled with awkwardness.

Hoshikawa Oto's toes curled up and kept scratching, trying to dig out a summer home.

Finally, in the silence, she realized that something was wrong. Keeping her mother outside the door for so long was not a proper way to treat a guest.

Moreover, in this awkward moment, she completely calmed down, and her intelligence stood out from the girl who had been staying at home for the past few days, returning her to the image of Shiranui.

Since then, the power of the crimson vertical pupils has shone upon this country like a god.

The mother announced the start of the celebration.

This meant that all the plans were being fully implemented, which is why she accelerated her concert tour, planting seeds deep in the souls of many more people.

To act as one's own eyes and ears.

The arrival of her mother was by no means unintentional; every move she made was planned and had its own reasons.

And this time he must have come to tell her something.

So, wasting time in the corridor and delaying her mother's plans was absolutely unforgivable.

"Mother, please come to my room."

Upon hearing this, Natsumi Hanae nodded slightly and went into the room, while Shiranui gently closed the door.

And it enveloped the entire villa with the power of its soul.

From then on, everything in the villa was under her control.

For example, a mouse suddenly appeared in her room where she kept lots of snacks, trying to tear open a bag of potato chips.

Her soul power instantly surged towards the mouse, and she manipulated it to run out of the room, onto the road, and crash headfirst into a large tree.

And then, the mouse died.

However, this ability to cover the soul consumes a lot of energy, and she had to devote all her energy to the game before, so she didn't have any spare energy.

Moreover, her residence is a very secluded place; apart from Saori Suzuki, no one knows about it.

So she felt a little more at ease.

Even if Shiranui racked her brains, she would never have imagined that her mother had actually found this place through the link of the template power.

And when the summer flower painting entered the room.

One can only say that the house reflects the person.

The room appears clean and tidy at first glance, but upon closer inspection, one can hear the cabinets creaking and groaning, clearly indicating that they are filled with things.

In the shadows under the bed, a corner of clothing would occasionally peek out.

What puzzled Natsume was that in the shadows she saw a pitch-black bird mask that was extremely similar to the one she had used to conceal her face when she was the Lord of Natsume.

Their appearance and patterns are extremely similar, only about one or two times smaller.

Among them were several game cartridges.