Tokyo, there are too many defeated magical girls.

But just at this moment——

My phone, which was charging on the tatami mat, suddenly started vibrating.

It's obvious that the messages were sent by the succubus female executive who stayed in Tokyo.

Lin Chun walked over speechlessly.

I originally wanted to just put my phone on silent.

But as soon as I picked it up, my eyes were drawn to the text message.

[Watch out for Camilla—that woman is a complete slut, she'll even drain her own husband dry!]

[His Majesty the Demon King has given her a secret mission: to verify the results of your brainwashing. Be careful.]

Oh, and remember to bring me some Gunma souvenirs when you come back!

"..."

Lin Chun automatically ignored the third message.

Looking at the first two, I wasn't shocked, but rather fell into deep thought.

—Camilla, a snake-woman executive dressed in black mourning clothes.

To be honest, I could tell something was off the first time we met.

Snake girls are supposed to be cold-blooded animals...

Standing in front of Camilla, you can always feel a strong biological heat.

It's no exaggeration to say that it felt like springtime.

Every now and then, the snake girl's gaze, like the forked tongue of a snake, would sweep over her skin inch by inch.

Of the three major desires of living beings, she possessed at least two.

As for the second message from Lillian—that the Demon King was secretly investigating him—that was even more normal.

After all, the magical golden chrysanthemum fell into corruption too quickly.

Meanwhile, the Brainwashing Department's need for funding is increasing, and its appetite is growing ever larger.

It would be most absurd if the Demon King, as the leader of a villainous organization, didn't harbor any suspicion.

In conclusion, both pieces of information seem very likely to be true.

However, it seems suspicious because it was sent by the little succubus Lillian.

I've been tricked by that guy too many times.

"Well……"

Lin Chun lay on the tatami mat, closed his eyes, and put himself in Camilla's shoes.

If he really has some ulterior motive...

We definitely need to start with the two magical girls and weaken their fighting power.

In other words——

By observing whether the roses and chrysanthemums show any abnormalities, one can determine the authenticity of the little succubus's information.

In conclusion, Lin Chun also reopened his eyes.

As a result, the unexpected visitor, who arrived without warning, almost caused his heart to stop.

"Jinju, how...how did you get in?!"

He covered his chest with both hands, a look of pain on his face.

Turning around, I saw that the guest room doors were all tightly closed and locked...

The silent, magical golden chrysanthemum pointed to the unclosed window.

"All right……"

Lin Chun scratched his cheek, stood up, and wanted to go over and close the window.

—It's a bit too scary that a magical girl with the ability to fly sneaked in silently.

But after taking only two steps, he suddenly stopped.

Only then did he belatedly realize that the magical golden chrysanthemum seemed to have changed.

"and many more……"

Taking a deep breath, Lin Chun finally mustered the courage to turn around and look directly at Jin Ju.

The scene that came into view almost caused his heart to stop for the second time.

The original battle outfit worn by the delinquent girl had completely disappeared.

Instead, the most all-over slit cheongsams are now adorned with gold-threaded openwork, exuding an extremely alluring sensual style.

The hem was very short, not even reaching above the knee.

The thin, flesh-colored stockings, worn as an alternative, perfectly covered the fighting girl's legs.

It's worth mentioning that hers is a size thicker than the rose's.

But it's definitely not because of being fat.

On the contrary, it contains the muscles of a fit young woman, which are more explosive and more elastic.

"So? How's my new look as the Fallen Golden Chrysanthemum? Does it suit your taste?"

She suppressed her shame and forced a seductive smile onto her face.

At the same time, he deliberately spread his arms wide, trying to attract all of Lin Chun's attention.

"How could I...not like it..."

After staring blankly for three seconds, Lin Chun blushed and whispered his true feelings.

A female fighter in a cheongsam is the dream of countless boys.

Chun-Li from the Street Fighter series has led countless young players to make mistakes.

But tonight, the fallen golden chrysanthemum standing in front of her was even more alluring than she was.

It's not just that I'm younger.

Even the gold-threaded openwork cheongsam she wore possessed both elegance and vulgarity, two completely different characteristics.

It's no exaggeration to say that it was like kicking Lin Chun right in the heart.

Even more incredible is the curve of the magical golden chrysanthemum.

It was originally as flat as an airport...

Now, however, it is a dramatic rise and fall, like a mountain peak.

Lin Chun couldn't even believe it was true. He scratched his head and asked cautiously:

"Jinju, you wouldn't have... secretly given us a watermelon from the hotel, would you?"

"what?"

The alluring smile on Magic Chrysanthemum's face vanished instantly, and the corner of her lips twitched visibly.

Little did he know that in Lin Chun's eyes, he was just a clown stuffing watermelons into someone's mouth to make a scene!

To make sure the other person understood, she took a deep breath.

Then, a high kick came right in front of him.

--Snapped! ! !

My right foot was resting against the wooden wall of the guest room, at a height of about 1.7 meters.

Although the posture was a bit strange, it was indeed a wall slam, using the left arm to trap Lin Chun in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, the alluring curves of the magical golden chrysanthemum, outlined by the cheongsam, began to lean forward.

While widening the split angle, they also continuously compressed Lin Chun's space.

"Do you still think it's a watermelon?! I'm asking you, is it a watermelon or not?!"

"Uh uh uh……"

Lin Chun's back was pressed against the wall, with nowhere left to retreat.

Soon, he developed the illusion of being the male lead in a horror movie.

Faced with a huge mass of indescribable things, driven to the brink of despair, he watched helplessly as his body was devoured bit by bit.

In the end, even breathing became extremely difficult.

With each breath, there is very little oxygen.

The vast majority of these are the rich chrysanthemum fragrance fermented inside the cheongsam, filled with many indescribable pheromones.

The combined pressure from both physical forces and gases quickly overwhelmed Lin Chun.

"It wasn't a watermelon... I was wrong..."