Tokyo, there are too many defeated magical girls.

—Pat-pat-pat~Pat-pat~

The hot, embarrassing sweat even made the leather sofa damp.

Even so, the silly magic rose is still gritting her teeth and persevering.

Just like the victims of online order fraud, Lin Chun had a firm grasp on their psychology.

Thinking that if I gave up now, all my previous patience would have been wasted, I had no choice but to grit my teeth and let the scammers succeed.

Lying sprawled on the sofa, his body, dripping with sweat, offered no resistance.

"Ha~"

Lin Chunqing couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Although I had already guessed that the gun would have no effect on Magic Rose herself.

But seeing how hard she was trying to endure it, I couldn't bear to expose her.

If it's a minor product defect, then let's compensate with something else.

"Since you've already done a good deed by maintaining one of my guns, how about I ask you to take care of the other one too?"

"?!"

The innocent Magic Rose was still wondering where Lin Chun got his spare weapon, since she had never seen it before.

Suddenly, I was turned over and ended up lying face down on the sofa.

She then realized what was happening and trembled with fear.

Even so, he gritted his teeth and remained motionless, clearly determined to go down this path to the bitter end.

29. Scumbags only deserve to eat this!

--boom!

The bedroom door was kicked open without any politeness.

Following closely behind was Rinko Mizushiro's disgusted shout.

"Get up! Eat!"

"Well……"

As expected, Lin Chun, who was lying in bed, was woken up by the noise.

He rubbed his still somewhat dazed head and sat up in a daze.

I glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table; it was already 8:30 in the morning.

Looking out the window again, the bright morning light promises a good day.

Only then did the drowsiness in my mind completely subside.

Lin Chun put on his clothes, tidied himself up briefly, and walked out of the bedroom.

The living room is filled with the cozy aroma of breakfast.

Milk, fried eggs, a small dish of pickled vegetables, and natto—a simple yet heartfelt breakfast was served one by one.

"Tsk~"

After Lin Chun took his seat, he looked at the dishes arranged on the plate by Mizuki Rinko.

I have to say, it really did feel like the second day of my marriage.

"Speaking of which, Rose-chan, last night's test really exceeded my expectations."

"Woo!"

His sudden words left Rinko Mizushiro, who had just brought over the white tofu, stunned with embarrassment.

"Wasn't it supposed to only paralyze for five minutes? How come it worked on you all night?"

"That, that kind of thing..."

Rinko Mizuki suppressed her shame and reluctantly placed the tofu on the dining table.

I racked my brains trying to come up with a reason.

In reality, the magic bullet in that pistol had absolutely no effect on him...

Last night, it was purely because of Lin Chun's unethical test that I ended up passing out from pleasure.

I didn't wake up until six o'clock the next morning...

This shameful truth must never be told to Lin Chun.

"So, do you still have any memories of what happened after you were paralyzed?"

"Of course not!"

"It's heather flower jam."

"what?"

"I put the heather jam on you."

Lin Chun rested his elbows on the table, interlaced his fingers, and placed them in front of his nose.

His dark eyes cast a practiced gaze as he observed the reaction of the Japanese girl before him.

"Woo..."

Rinko Mizushiro knew perfectly well that the other person was lying.

But the girl's sense of shame meant she didn't have the courage to expose the lie, otherwise she would have lost all face.

"Oh, it's photinia flower jam! I thought it was something else..."

She wanted to deceive herself with Lin Chun's lies.

However, the memories of last night in my mind are so precise that they even include sticky details.

A blush of embarrassment inevitably spread across her cheeks.

"..."

Feeling extremely embarrassed, Rinko Mizushiro simply turned around and went back into the kitchen.

When she came out again, she was carrying today's main dish for breakfast—neatly sliced ​​white bread.

He placed a plate in front of his seat.

The other dish was placed on the floor next to Lin Chun.

—As it turns out, she was indeed a bit vengeful.

"Huh? What's this?"

"No matter what, you used me as the first person to test your gun... Scum like you only deserve to eat this kind of bread!"

The angry Japanese girl, Rinko Mizushiro, smoothly pulled her right foot out of her round-toed leather shoes.

Because I took a bath as soon as I woke up, and washed myself from head to toe several times...

Her delicate and petite profile is impeccably clean.

The white socks she was wearing were hand-washed and dried by herself yesterday; they were spotless.

The adorable silhouette emerging from the shoe was so white it rivaled the milk on the dining table.

Moreover, it was made from the warm body temperature of a young girl.

All these features really do resemble breakfast food.

Now, Rinko Mizushiro had to lift her bare foot, clad in clean socks, and step on it from the very center.

The soft, fluffy white bread was instantly compressed in some areas.

Moreover, it also retains the adorable shape of the girl's forefoot, much like the anti-counterfeiting certification of some top-quality delicacy.

After stepping on the bread, she put her shoes back on, bent down to pick up the plate, and placed it back in front of Lin Chun.

"Eat up, you scum! This is your food!"

She crossed her arms and looked down at him with a look of utter disdain.

Little did they know, this was the perfect match for the trampled bread on the plate.

"This……"

"Hmph, you deserve it!"

Looking at Lin Chun who remained motionless, Mizuki Rinko felt a little smug.

As long as this guy feels even a little embarrassed, I'll consider it a successful revenge.

Actually, there was a spare loaf of bread in the kitchen.

They just wait for the other party to ask, and then they'll replace the ones they've stepped on with new ones.

however……