Tokyo, there are too many defeated magical girls.

"Wait a minute... this red wine..."

Even if Rinko Mizushiro is a complete idiot, she has now noticed something amiss.

She stretched out her finger and traced a line between her wet collarbone, letting her fingertip get slick with alcohol.

Then, place it on your tongue to taste.

After a pause of about three seconds, I realized what had happened.

Looking at Lin Chun's guilty face so close to hers, the entire Japanese girl was literally red-faced.

45. Please help me!

There's something wrong with the wine!!!

Rinko Mizuki shouted excitedly, her voice and body trembling.

As a magical girl, even without transforming, she has a certain degree of perception of evil magic.

Moreover, she had been tricked by Lin Chun several times and had already learned from her experience.

The sweetness on my tongue made me realize something was wrong instantly.

However, Rinko Mizushiro's intellectual deficiency was quickly exposed.

"Could it be..."

Now, she's suspicious of everything Lin Chun brings her.

To verify this judgment—

Without even thinking, he picked up the bottle and gulped down the remaining half.

That wasn't enough; he grabbed a vegetable stick and devoured several at lightning speed.

By experimenting on their own bodies, they ultimately arrived at an irrefutable conclusion.

—The welcome wine and vegetable sticks have all been tampered with!

As for the culprit, it was Lin Chun, whom I had just been thanking.

"You scumbag!!!"

Rinko Mizushiro was absolutely furious.

Despite being a petite Japanese girl standing at only 1.58 meters tall, she unleashed astonishing power, resembling a lioness.

With a howl, it pounced on Lin Chun.

Suddenly, she pushed him down onto the bed again.

The girl's slender hands gripped her collar tightly as she looked down at him and questioned:

"You're using me to cause trouble again!!! What exactly did you guys do to Sakurada Hatano? Tell me now!"

"Don't get excited."

The conspiracy was exposed, but Lin Chun remained completely calm.

He crossed his fingers and placed them behind his head, leisurely enjoying the sight of Rinko Mizuki's angry face.

At the same time, up close, you can also smell the scent of the girl's excited sweat.

The stronger the aroma, the more anxious the other party is.

Just as he was about to cry, he slowly and deliberately began to speak:

"I promised to send it back intact~ It just needs to make a detour to the Demon Cave on the way, just to record a video."

"What video?!"

"The villainous organization needs her to sing a hymn, that's all."

"what?!"

Rinko Mizushiro was stunned, as if struck by lightning.

—It is no exaggeration to say that there is a pain that is even greater than the pain of losing one's own purity.

Sakura Hatano is the purest idol.

The newly released song is to support these magical girls.

Tonight, I was tricked into going to a den of iniquity and forced to sing filthy hymns to the villainous organization...

The stark contrast almost shattered her heart.

Moreover, I can't forgive myself for being used like a fool until the very end, which is extremely shameful.

But then, Lin Chun added insult to injury with a touch of malice:

"Speaking of which, that kid would rather go to the den of demons and sing the villain's praises than stay with you any longer."

"Goo!!!"

The poor Japanese girl couldn't take the blow anymore.

The body that was so aggressive and domineering just a second ago suddenly became limp and collapsed onto Lin Chun.

It's obvious that Sakurada Hatano must have seen herself as a mentally ill, hopelessly depraved woman...

I'd rather go to the den of demons than stay here for another second.

With such a terrible impression, even if he jumped into Tokyo Bay, he probably couldn't clear his name.

"Woooooooo..."

She nestled in Lin Chun's arms, sobbing uncontrollably, and accused him in a choked voice:

"Lin Chun, you bastard! I thought you were doing this out of kindness... Waaaaah..."

Well, how should I put it~

Lin Chun reached out and comforted the crying Japanese girl by touching her.

"I really want to give you a big surprise, but definitely not the kind of simple gift you'd receive at an idol meet-and-greet."

He wasn't lying, but he still kept everyone in suspense.

In fact, the surprise I wanted to give Rinko Mizushiro was to cure her seriously ill mother.

Only Elena, the dark elf female executive of the [Reform Department], could do this.

Now, I've finally won the bet.

He will have the right to control her 24 hours a day; basically, it's a done deal.

But the reason a surprise is a surprise is that it is both surprising and delightful.

It would be pointless to reveal it beforehand; it would be better to just bring her mother, after her makeover, over.

"Rinko-chan, would you be willing to wait a little longer?"

"Hmph, if I ever believe your nonsense again, I'm a dog!"

Rinko Mizushiro's silly brain couldn't have imagined such a thing could happen, and she was almost driven mad with anger.

He pushed away Lin Chun's hand as he reached out to him, taking advantage of the situation.

"You, you're not allowed to touch me again!"

"what?"

Lin Chun, who hadn't initially shown a strong desire for it, suddenly developed a rebellious streak after being rejected by Mizuki Rinko once.

"I touched you, so tell me what happened?"

He used both hands to tease Rinko Mizushiro in his arms, like he was violently petting a cat.

At first there was some token resistance...

But soon, it calmed down and became as limp as a lump of mud.

His entire body was covered in thick, fragrant sweat, almost like glue.

And this is precisely the sign that the sedition spell is taking effect.

—The Magic Rose might have some resistance, but Rinko Mizushiro had none at all.

"Hiss... Hiss... Hiss..."

In less than two minutes, the poor Japanese girl had no strength left.

The heat it emitted was so intense that even Lin Chun, who was standing nearby, was startled and quickly laid her down.

He lay face up, panting heavily, sweat pouring down his face like it was free.

Every inch of her delicate skin was trembling slightly.

At first glance, she inexplicably resembled a white finless porpoise that had been dragged ashore.