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

"if……"

"If we can gain the support of the Lord of Xiahuo Mountain."

A burning ambition blazed in Natsumi Yosuke's eyes, and what he was about to say was self-evident.

With the support of such a powerful A-level figure, even with the resources of the Summer Consortium, his position as head of the family would likely be on par with that of the first or second son.

In reality, he still had his own schemes. He deliberately called him Uncle Taku instead of Butler Mikami in order to stir up the soft spot in Mikami Taku's heart.

He verbally tells the other person not to go, but secretly he wishes they would go with him.

After all, a B-level ability user is quite reassuring; if real danger arises, the opponent's primary target will definitely be the one with stronger combat power...

Looking at the child he had raised since childhood, Mikami Taku pondered for a moment before sighing.

"Young Master, follow behind me."

"let's go together."

After saying that, he stepped out of the woods first.

Natsumi Akio was secretly delighted and quickly followed.

"Thank you, Uncle Tuo."

This last sentence is truly heartfelt.

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Injustice: Join the Chat Group

Karl transmigrated to a parallel world, silently basked in the sun for eighteen years, and then, relying on his Kryptonian bloodline awakening, became an invincible being.

Superman, a healer who saves lives and is respected by all. [×]

People from the motherland unleash their true nature, acting as if they are the only ones who matter.

A body of steel descended, its red gaze piercing through everything; the sea shattered, dark clouds shrouded the land, and a massive shadow loomed over everyone's hearts.

You instigate wars, trample on the law, ignore warnings... You are feared by the world, your evil deeds are numerous, you use killing to stop killing, and you are despised by people.

Humanity has launched a full-scale attack on you by any means necessary—tanks, fighter jets, aircraft carriers, ultimate weapons…

When the intense flames subsided, the figure of a god could be faintly seen emerging unharmed from the nuclear explosion amidst the swirling yellow sand, drawing worldwide attention!

When you crush all voices of resistance, establish an unjust empire, and become the ruler of the planet...

You, Injustice Superman, join the chat group.

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Chapter Twenty-Eight: Tamamo-no-Mae and Shiranui stared at the scarlet vertical pupils.

Announcement

My name is Gu Huo.

『—Lord of Xiahuo Mountain』

"And so, the height of summer arrives, and the harvest season begins."

Celebration Opening

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Kyoto.

The exterior of the shrine is decorated with extremely magnificent and luxurious ornamentation.

A ferocious, enormous wolf-shaped creature collapsed to the ground with a thud, its body turning to ashes and gradually disappearing.

The extraordinary wolf fang, shimmering with a rich purple light, fell to the ground, and a delicate hand gently picked it up.

Upon closer inspection, her pink fox ears on her head involuntarily perked up as she peered into a pair of violet eyes that resembled magnificent gemstones.

"Ara~"

"Good quality."

Then her pink tongue stuck out, and her silver teeth made a crunching sound.

She crushed it with ease.

"The taste is just so-so."

Then, she lightly touched the ground with the toes of her wooden clogs, and her whole body rose into the air.

It stands atop the torii gate.

Her cherry-pink hair swayed gently in the night breeze, as beautiful and soft as cherry blossom petals fluttering in the wind.

Because of visual field deviation.

The crimson vertical pupils, like a blood moon, seemed to be standing right in front of her.

Six fluffy, snow-white fox tails with pink edges instantly sprouted from her hips, which were clad in a shrine maiden outfit, and an aura of divine might descended upon her in an instant.

She bent down gently.

"My lady, I, Tamamo-no-Mae, will obey your will."

"The celebration... is about to begin."

Her purple eyes instantly turned into vertical pupils.

Below the torii gate, a dozen small foxes of different colors emerged from various corners, then transformed into humanoid girls dressed as shrine maidens, all looking up at the blood moon in the sky.

"I wonder when I will be able to see you again."

Tamamo-no-Mae pulled a handkerchief from her full bosom, gazing at it with eyes as devout as a priestess to a deity.

This is the handkerchief that Xia Rihua once used to wipe her mouth.

A hint of allure appeared in her eyes.

Under the crimson moonlight, Tamamo-no-Mae buried her delicate nose in her handkerchief and took a deep breath.

Those scarlet vertical pupils are the embodiment of the mistress's eyes.

Doing this feels like there's a thrill in seeing it in person...

The six fluffy white tails behind it trembled slightly as if they had been electrocuted.

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Akihabara.

Even late at night, the place is still brightly lit.

The venue was packed with people.

It was all because a new singer with a heavenly voice, who defied tradition, came to this place on tour.

"Shiranui!"

"Shiranui! Shiranui!"

"Shiranui! Shiranui! Shiranui!!"

The audience below the stage shouted loudly and waved their light sticks wildly.

After much anticipation, a stunningly beautiful figure emerged gracefully from beside the stage.

She wore a delicate pale yellow gauze dress, an exquisitely crafted snow-white cloud-shaped shoulder piece, and a luxurious celestial feather robe wrapped around her body.

Her ice-crystal-colored, waterfall-like hair was even longer than Shiranui's body, but the hair floated up, sparkling like a starry galaxy, with dazzling starlight.

Her pretty face was flawless, with fair skin, a delicate nose, and pink lips. Her figure was perfectly proportioned, as if it had been meticulously sculpted.

Her overall demeanor is more like that of a true fairy, ethereal, serene, and otherworldly.

Holding the pipa (a traditional Chinese stringed instrument), she began to slowly play the prelude to a familiar song.

However, at this moment.

A scarlet vertical pupil suddenly appeared suspended in the air.

In an instant, the crowd screamed in panic, and the scene became chaotic.

Shiranui's originally calm and beautiful eyes rippled like the surface of a blue lake, a sign of joy for her.

Shiranui pursed her cherry lips slightly.

"It was Mother's order."