Operation Red Book

Layers of clothing fell off one by one, forming circles of wrinkles around the pearly white bare feet.

"No no no!"

Joshua was a little panicked, but his neck felt like it was filled with lead and he couldn't move at all.

"What's wrong? I'm helping you, hahahahaha!"

"Pervert, you damn pervert! We can't do this! What do you think of a girl's chastity? What do you think of it!"

The bare feet were covered by a white petticoat, and finally a flesh-colored corset fell off.

"You've turned your best friend into your enemy. Don't you really want her to notice you? I'm helping you realize your wish!"

The witch's seductive words came to my ears, obscene and sexy.

"You! You! Stop it! I told you to stop!"

"I really like doing things like this...hahaha, why? This is...why?"

"I already told you that Ivy and I are not friends!"

"If you think it's not, then it's not! If I think it's right, then it's right... It doesn't matter! It doesn't matter!"

"Your friendship is about to be broken! You can never be friends again! Ahahahahahaha!"

The bare feet in sight moved, one stepped out of the pile of clothes, and the glowing skin was as smooth as a plastic doll.

"That's not classmate Ivy!"

Joshua shouted hurriedly, his throat seemed to be smoking, but not as fierce as the fire in his heart.

The reason why the world on the upper level collapsed was because Joshua pointed out the irrationality that was different from the real world and saw through Beatrice's witchcraft.

By the time his limbs lost feeling, Joshua had already realized the strangeness of this world.

But the appearance of the witch broke this rule. Since the key to cracking the problem is not to identify the loopholes in this world, it must be a human problem.

"Human skin is not like this. Our skin is elastic, has lines and pores. No matter how shiny it is, it will never emit a plastic-like glow like a Barbie doll..."

"Also, Ivy is still in a coma. Even if you are controlling her like a puppet, the joints of a real person wouldn't be as stiff as this 'Ivy'. Your skills are not as good as AI!"

"Also, there are the clothes that were taken off. When Ivy was sent to SCO, Ms. Bell specially changed her into a thin hospital gown, which was convenient for changing and washing, and easier for breathing... and then..."

"Student Ivy, she, she won't wear a corset! Her ideas are different from yours. Because of this, she argues with Mrs. Hudson two or three times a month!"

"Cough cough cough..."

It was so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable. Joshua hung his head weakly. Fatigue and exhaustion overwhelmed him and laid heavy burdens on his eyelids.

Fortunately, the bare feet stopped moving. Joshua didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the atmosphere around him had changed a little.

"Great! Pointing out the unconventional loopholes is the way to break the barrier."

Joshua finally felt relieved. He slowly closed his eyes, waiting for the barrier to fall off and melt.

"She is indeed a doll I made in the image of that girl."

The witch's triumphant voice reached Joshua's ears, and the air around them became tense and anxious again.

Feeling a strong force of gravity from his back, the witch stepped on Joshua's back and flipped him over with force.

"Uh-huh..."

"Don't worry, even though she's not a real person, I did my best to imitate her appearance."

"When you see the real her again, you will definitely recall this beautiful yet shameful memory!"

"Ahaha! You'll become like me. You'll always lose your friends, never be able to get close to her, never be noticed by her, and your lives will never intersect again!"

A sharp pain penetrated deep into his brain from all the joints in his body, as if countless nails had pierced deeply into his bones.

The plastic doll that looked like Ivy suddenly entered Joshua's field of vision. Its eyes were dull and its long black hair spread out like a sea cucumber.

The doll only vaguely resembles Ivy, and the craftsmanship of its production is inversely proportional to the witch's arrogance.

Even so, Joshua suddenly felt a surge of rage that sizzled in the flesh of his heart.

"You torture me like this because you are jealous of me, right?" Joshua's tone became contemptuous and cold.

The witch's raised mouth froze in an instant. She was a little stunned: "What?"

"I said, you are jealous of me."

"Ridiculous, how could I be jealous of someone like you, a mere human with no abilities!"

"You and Ms. Bell used to be very good friends, right? But because of some conflicts, you separated..."

The witch's face completely drooped. She remained silent, the sadness in her eyes seeming to overflow from her sockets.

Joshua looked coldly at Beatrice who was shivering in the air. He found that his limbs seemed to be able to move a little.

A surge of courage came over him, and he poured out his inner speculations.

"Maybe you broke up, maybe you promised never to have any contact with each other again, or maybe you became enemies... But what I am sure of is that you love her and hate her at the same time."

"So you are jealous of me because you found out that I care about Ivy, and you are also jealous of Mr. Alexander because you found out that he cares about Luna and Hilda who are far away in Edinburgh."

"Don't say anymore..." Beatrice's tone was filled with sadness.

"But no one cares about you, not Ms. Bell or your casual affairs."

"Shut up... shut up..."

"Do you want to know why you are so keen on destroying the relationship between friends? Because you don't..."

"Hold your tongue!"

"Because you don't have a pure feeling, because you don't have a sincere friendship..."

"SHUT UP!"

"Because no one loves you, no one pays attention to you, no one wants to be your friend, and no one is willing to be sincere to you!"

“Te dije que te callaras!”

Beatrice let out an annoyed scream, and the witch's form changed again.

Her arms gradually became longer and more pointed, and her beautiful face turned into a witch's, covered with wrinkles and warts.

"what--"

Thick black mist emanated from the witch's eyes, and a roar that echoed through the sky came from her throat.

A smelly green tongue jutted out from a toothy mouth, spraying bubbling venom into the air.

"Damn it!"

Joshua tried his best to twist his painful body, and some spots of green venom stained his clothes.

The fabric was corroded and dissolved the moment it came into contact with the poisonous liquid, and the exposed skin was burned by the poison, leaving behind red marks.

“Ugh…uh…ah!”

Joshua waved his arms vigorously, enduring the pain of his skin being eroded.

The muscles in his upper body had regained feeling, but the muscles in his lower body were so sore and swollen that he could hardly move at all. He had to use his upper body to support himself and drag himself along.

"why why!"

The voices of men, women, young and old came out of Beatrice's throat, and it was impossible to tell which one was her true voice.

A hand blade stabbed towards Joshua's heart. Joshua's heart tightened and he quickly changed direction.

The sharp and swift meat knife pierced through the wooden board behind Joshua, and several wooden splinters were picked up and rushed into the air several meters high.

After this fatal stimulation, Joshua's lower body finally regained consciousness.

He stood up tremblingly, pulled the expressionless plastic doll over and quickly placed it in front of him.

Beatrice's hand blade came flying like a sharp sheath, and the blade pierced through the plastic doll's belly, splitting the fragile 'Ivy' in half.

Joshua had no time to escape as the sharp blade pierced through his belt.

A cool breeze blew past his ears. When he opened his eyes again, black eyes as big as light bulbs occupied Joshua's entire vision.

"Everyone noticed me, men, women, children, old people... busy store managers, people walking around..."

"Even that prim and straitened yellow candy guy noticed me at a glance, why...why does Bell Cruz always ignore me?"

The witch's voice turned into that of a sobbing girl, her wrinkled brows bent downward all the way to the corners of her grinning mouth.

Joshua's body was a little stiff and his heart was pounding.

Half of it was because of the witch's slowly melting nose, and half of it was because of the familiar coolness.

It was the potion that Madam Bell had prepared for him! Madam Bell was back!