Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

"You make it sound like we're cooking a big pot of hotpot and you're saying it's time to add the tripe and beef." Old Tang couldn't help but complain.

Although Old Tang was complaining, he did not slack off in his work. He stood to the side of the controller and gently turned down the control valve. A layer of diaphragm at the bottom of the red well was slowly opened, and at the same time, the thermite incendiary bomb buried underground was quickly ignited.

Inspired by the murder of Masamune Tachibana, Shio Miyamoto temporarily added phosphorus powder to these incendiary bombs and combined it with the original aluminum powder and ferric oxide. This would be the most violent and brutal incendiary bomb in the world. Not only would its ignition point be terribly low, but its burning temperature and destructiveness would also be immense, and even pig iron and steel bars would be burned through by it.

After Old Tang activated the controller, he quickly pulled Xia Mi and Ling back. Huge flames rose from the ground. When these incendiary bombs exploded, it was like a volcanic eruption. The scorching flames rushed all the way from the bottom of the well to a height of several hundred meters in the sky, and the light almost covered the sun.

"Stand firm." Old Tang reminded.

As soon as Old Tang finished speaking, a huge tremor struck, and the entire Tama River area was shaking violently, just like an earthquake caused by a real volcanic eruption.

At the same time, the roar in the well reached its peak. The creatures with dragon blood in their bodies slammed the well wall fiercely, not because they were so intelligent, but because the high temperature and pain aroused the violence and desire for survival in their bloodline.

But the only tunnel connected to the Red Demon River has been blown up, and the Red Well is surrounded by solid walls on all sides. These dragon subspecies that are powerful enough to slaughter a city are slowly being annihilated.

Chapter 557: The Resurrection of God

"The people of the Sheqi Eight Clans are quite something. This scene is truly spectacular," Xia Mi asked. "The power of these incendiary bombs far exceeds those of high-risk Word Spirits. They're even approaching the level of world-destroying Word Spirits, right?"

"It's more powerful than the ordinary 'Jun Yan'." Old Tang nodded. "The temperature inside the Red Well is now approaching 3,000 degrees Celsius and is still rising. This is already half the temperature of the sun's surface. The final temperature will probably reach the same high temperature as Chu Zihang's 'Jun Yan' after his second blood burst. However, the combustion range of these incendiary bombs is at least 100 times larger than Chu Zihang's 'Jun Yan'."

"Under such high temperatures, liquid mercury will not only evaporate but also turn into plasma. This mercury gas is absolutely fatal to dragons, and it is spread throughout every corner of the Red Well." Old Tang explained to Xia Mi and Ling, "Under such conditions, the highly toxic gas will not only be inhaled into the bodies of those dragon subspecies through their respiratory tracts, but can even penetrate their pores. The deadly substance is pervasive."

"Miyamoto Shio is a talented man. It's right to let him live." Xia Mi said, then she looked at the red well that was still spewing flames. "The commotion here is so loud that towns far away from the Tama River area should have noticed it, right?"

"It's okay. The Ganliu Research Institute reported this tunnel excavation to the Tokyo Metropolitan Government. They warned us that the geological survey might trigger a minor earthquake in the Tama River area," Zero said. "Although the Yakihachi clan has evacuated, the defense line around the Tama River remains. If any television stations, Metropolitan Police Department vehicles, or aircraft approach, the radar at Kisarazu Base will lock onto them, and fighter jets will be dispatched to intercept them."

"How long will it take to completely kill these dragon-like creatures?" Xia Mi asked.

"The estimated time given by the Rock Flow Research Institute is one hour," Zero said.

"They've underestimated the tenacious vitality of these dragon subspecies." Old Tang shook his head. "It would take even longer to completely kill them. A conservative estimate is over two and a half hours."

"Two and a half hours is no problem. We are not in a hurry and we still have plenty of time," said Xia Mi.

"It's just that it will take an hour and a half to kill these insignificant dragon subspecies, but that's not our real goal." Old Tang looked at Xia Mi, "Remember? What are we going to do?"

"Speed ​​up that person's resurrection, right?" Xia Mi whispered, "This task should be done after we have cleared out the other miscellaneous soldiers."

The "miscellaneous soldiers" that Xia Mi mentioned were referring to the dragon subspecies that were piled up like a mountain in the Red Well.

"I will leave from Hongjing in two and a half hours," Ling said. "After confirming the death of these dragon subspecies, I will leave the Tama River area alone. The rest of the mission will be left to you."

"The entire Tokyo area will be hit by a massive elemental turbulence, and the Tama River area will become the epicenter of the chaos. Senior Sister, you'd better leave Wei Miao as soon as possible." Xia Mi nodded to Ling. "Today's operation went smoothly, and I also want to thank you for providing us with accurate intelligence on the Eight Snake Clans and the Fierce Ghost Clan."

"Hey, why are you giving all the credit to your senior sister?" Old Tang was fed up. He asked Xia Mi with a look of resentment, "Isn't my contribution that great?"

Xia Mi responded to Old Tang with a cold glare.

"Indeed, I don't have any credit. This operation mainly depends on the efforts of you two. You play a greater role than me." Ling said sternly.

"By the way, did you feel that thing moving?" Old Tang craned his neck to peer down into the Red Well. "Is she really hiding in this well now?"

"That's for sure." Xia Mi nodded, her tone firm. "Even though she's just a newborn embryo, her intelligence far surpasses those dragon subspecies. She'll lie dormant if she senses danger. She's in this hot pot of mercury, and with the two of us standing at the wellhead, if there weren't some deadly bait to lure her, she probably wouldn't show her head. After all, in her newborn state, we could easily kill her."

"She must have already begun secretly absorbing energy and feasting on it at the bottom of the Red Well, right? Even if she devours all these dragon subspecies, she will still need at least 24 hours to hatch," Old Tang said. "But 24 hours is too long for Mingming. He doesn't have that much time now."

"Lu Mingfei said you have the ability to accelerate the incubation of 'God.'" Ling asked Old Tang and Xia Mi, "So what are you going to do? Use your blood?"

"Yes, in this cruel and direct world, bloodline is always the most direct source of power. Our blood is the best tonic and bait for the 'God'." Xia Mi nodded. "Senior Brother Mingfei said that in Herzog's original plan, the tonic and bait was the blood of the young man named Fengjian Liuli. If Fengjian Liuli's blood can allow the 'God' to move from embryonic form to the newborn state, then the blood of either Old Tang or me can allow the 'God' to transcend the newborn stage. If Old Tang and I both use our blood as a tonic and feed her, the 'God' may leap into the state of a fully formed god."

"So this is what Lu Mingfei meant." Ling nodded. "This 'God' is considered to be fully awakened."

"Yes, remember to pay attention to the amount of blood you feed her later." Old Tang reminded Xia Mi cautiously, "Even if she's just a newborn, she's still a revived emperor. The more powerful a creature is, the more greedy it is. Don't feed her too much. If we become weak, she might want to eat us whole, and things will get complicated."

"I wouldn't be so foolish as to risk my life and give it to others as food," Xia Mi said. "If you're not sure, we can do it little by little. Divide the blood into equal parts and feed her a fixed amount of blood each time. Observe her condition at every interval until her growth reaches the expected level. Then we will stop providing her with nutrients."

"It's not about whether I'm sure or not. No one is sure about this. After all, we're all thinking about how to eat others, but who has ever imagined a day when they themselves are food? But let's do as you say and let her grow little by little. This is the safest way." Old Tang agreed with Xia Mi's opinion, but then raised a doubt, "But what if she senses our presence and keeps lurking at the bottom of the Red Well, refusing to emerge?"

"Then use the flames to evaporate the mercury in the Red Well!" Xia Mi's eyes flashed with a rare ruthlessness. "This is the task we must complete today. Only when we finish what we should do can Lu Mingfei's plan proceed smoothly. I will not allow this plan to fail because of us, and I will not let her hide in the bottom of the well forever, even if she was once the Supreme Being. Now we have to pull her out even if we have to use brute force!"

Listening to Xia Mi's words, Old Tang looked at her unexpectedly. Xia Mi had always said that Old Tang had changed, but she herself seemed not to realize that in some ways, her changes seemed to be greater than Old Tang's. If Old Tang's personality was most like his "father", then in Old Tang's memory, his sister was the one least like his "father". The personality she showed was always either smart or indifferent. How could she have ever been so... cruel?

If Xia Mi's brutality made Old Tang feel unfamiliar, then her next words could be said to make Old Tang feel incredible...even dumbfounded.

"A month ago, in order to convince me to come to Japan to help, Lu Mingfei promised me that after he killed the newly born White Emperor, he would only need the blood of the Dragon King." Xia Mi said to Old Tang, "As for the dragon bone... Lu Mingfei will give it to me if he succeeds."

Old Tang's face changed, obviously shocked by Xia Mi's words. After all, the White Emperor's dragon bones were of great importance... But just as Old Tang was about to say something, Xia Mi interrupted him with his next words.

"The White Emperor's dragon bone. I originally thought it was enough to get me to the gambling table. I believe none of us would be tempted by such a thing and wouldn't go crazy and even gamble our lives for it." Xia Mi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, then slowly shook her head. "But now I find that this thing doesn't hold that much appeal to me. Compared to the dragon bone, helping Lu Mingfei kill the newly born White Emperor is more important to me."

"I won't take it all for myself. You contributed just as much as I did this time. As long as Chu Zihang undergoes the dragon blood baptism and completely eliminates the hidden dangers in his bloodline, nothing else will matter." Xia Mi said softly, "If you're willing, how about we divide the dragon bone's power into two equal parts, one for you and one for me?"

Xia Mi turned her head to look at Old Tang, and Old Tang also looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face, as if he was in another world.

Old Tang could probably guess what Xia Mi meant by "more important significance"... But he couldn't figure it out. Could the man named Chu Zihang really be so charming? Could he be so charming that he could change the character of a monarch and despise the White Emperor's dragon bone, which all dragons coveted?

Or does love really have such great magic that it can completely change a person?

Maybe it's not just love... As time goes by and the world changes, these dragons who have remained unchanged for thousands of years have been living with humans for a long time, and something in their hearts seems to be undergoing some subtle changes.

Old Tang asked himself a question in his heart.

If one day, a supreme power and his good brother Lu Mingfei were placed in front of him, and only one was allowed to exist, what would he choose?

In less than a second, Old Tang made his choice.

"I was called here by Mingming to help. I'm happy to help my brother. Dragon bones don't seem that important to me anymore." Old Tang quickly added, "But if you insist on giving it to me, I certainly won't refuse."

"Then let's divide it into four equal parts." Old Tang grinned at Xia Mi, "Don't forget Constantine and Fenrir."

……

When Caesar and Chu Zihang woke up, it was already afternoon.

The two of them slept for a full twelve hours, and half a day had passed, but when they woke up they were still dizzy and couldn't tell east from west.

Last night, Su Enxi made me drink too much. She is indeed a female man with a superb alcohol tolerance. Caesar and Chu Zihang, two top gigolos in Takatenhara, and Finkel, a potential rising star in the gigolo world, couldn't drink more than a woman... Su Enxi alone can probably drink as much as ten Ms. Chiyo!

"You little bastards, your butts are about to peel off from the sun!" Su Enxi's voice rang out at the door of Caesar and Chu Zihang, "Get up, get up, there are a lot of things to do today, some of which you are busy with. There is no time for you lazy little bastards to sleep in!"

Caesar and Chu Zihang quickly put on their clothes and got up. After they got up, they pushed open the door and saw Su Enxi, who was dressed in a glamorous manner, standing at the door.

Completely different from Caesar and Chu Zihang who had just woken up from a hangover, Su Enxi at this moment did not look drunk or tired at all. She wore a black lined vest with a glittering golden jacket on the outside, her pretty face was lightly made up, she wore ten-centimeter high heels on her feet, and she exuded the scent of Gucci's high-end perfume.

"The boss lady looks good today. Are you planning to entertain the head of the Fuma family and the head of the Sakurai family?" Caesar gave Su Enxi a smile as bright as the sun.

"Come out and take a look, and you'll know." Su Enxi pulled Caesar and Chu Zihang's clothes and walked to the first floor.

Seeing the appearance of the first floor of Takama-ga-hara, Caesar and Chu Zihang were both stunned with surprise.

If they had not looked at the second floor from the second floor, but entered Takama-ga-hara from the main gate, they might not have recognized that this was Takama-ga-hara... because the dance floor and hall of Takama-ga-hara had completely changed.

A long overpass stretched from one end of the stage to the other, with colorful light strips wrapped around the two horizontal railings of the overpass. Large and small neon signs were hung above the railings on the second floor. Among them were the large and small host nightclubs, strip clubs, night izakayas, the Center Building, the White Trade Building, and other famous night scenes from various places in Shinjuku District. They were scaled and reproduced on the first floor of Takama-ga-hara, and the large screen behind the dance floor projected the real skyscrapers and street scenes of Shinjuku District.

Su Enxi took a step forward, her high heels stepping on the stairs, slowly walking from the second floor to the first floor. She sat down on a huge circular sofa in the middle of the dance floor, her long legs crossed, looking extremely seductive.

Su Enxi raised her slender neck like a real queen. She took out a slender Japanese cigarette from her pocket and pointed it at Caesar with her chin. Caesar ran to Su Enxi very tactfully and struck a match to light the cigarette in her mouth.

"Is Lu Mingfei back?" Chu Zihang stood behind Su Enxi and asked her in a low voice.

"Don't call Lu Mingfei. There's no Lu Mingfei in Takama-ga-hara. There's only Cowherd and Little Sakura here." Su Enxi corrected Chu Zihang, "He came back to Takama-ga-hara this morning and is now with Uesugi Eri."

Chapter 558 Night of Wind and Tide

"Is the blood transfusion complete?" Caesar asked Su Enxi in a low voice, "Lu Ming...how is Xiaoying doing now?"

Hearing Caesar's question, Su Enxi was stunned for a moment, an unnatural look on her face flashed away, then she waved her hand and said a few perfunctory words: "The blood transfusion is complete... The condition... is okay, just a little tired. Xiaoying is still sleeping... Don't disturb him for now, wake him up before the show starts tonight..."

Caesar nodded without thinking much about it. Chu Zihang, on the other hand, looked deeply at Su Enxi's unnatural expression, but did not ask any more questions.

"Are you confident about the negotiations with the Eight Clans of Sheqi tonight?" Su Enxi exhaled a puff of smoke and asked Caesar and Chu Zihang.

"We should be asking you this. Aren't you the proprietress of Takama-ga-hara?" Caesar said to Su Enxi. "In Tokyo, or even in Japan, we don't have an equal relationship with the Snake Eight Families. Even if we can represent Kassel Academy, we're just a three-person team. No matter how strong we are, we can't negotiate on a fair footing with such a huge family. The one who's truly qualified to negotiate with them is you, the proprietress of Takama-ga-hara."

"In Japan, I'm just one person." Su Enxi shook her head slowly. "I don't have any superpowers. The Sheqi Eight Families aren't afraid of me. They're afraid of my money and the market share I hold tightly."

"But you have to know that I can use these things to contain and even threaten the Sheqi Eight Clans, but this threat has limits, and they are very limited." Su Enxi took a deep puff of her cigarette. "Because, in the final analysis, the Sheqi Eight Clans are not a listed company, but a gang. The connection between them relies on bloodline and power, not money. Chu Zihang, who nominally killed Tachibana Masamune, Lu Mingfei, who abducted Uesugi Eriya, and Fengjian Liuli, the Dragon King of the Menggui Clan... Right now, what the Sheqi Eight Clans want has clearly exceeded the restraining power of money."

"It sounds bad," Caesar said.

"It's even worse," Su Enxi said. "The time we agreed with that old man Fuma Kotaro is tonight, midnight. Before ten o'clock, the eight Snake families will definitely block off Kabukicho again. The streets several kilometers away will be full of their spies. The shops, taxis, and even random customers on the street will cooperate with their dispatch and obey their arrangements."

"Everyone who hangs out in these streets knows the power of the underworld clans. If they want to survive in Tokyo, they must rely on the mighty Sheqi Eight Clan. This is the real world hidden beneath the surface," Su Enxi said to Caesar and Chu Zihang in an extremely serious tone. "This invisible shadow world has many unspoken rules, and these rules were all set by Sheqi Eight Clan, the Shadow Emperor of Japan."

"The Sheqi Eight Families want to turn Takama-ga-hara into an isolated island in the ocean," said Chu Zihang.

"That's a great analogy, Youjing." Su Enxi winked at Chu Zihang. "The Sheqi Eight Clan just wants to clear out the area. Not just one store or one shopping mall, but a dozen streets, or even an entire city. The Sheqi Eight Clan definitely has the ability to do that."

"This is how the mafia families negotiate. Before the leaders of both sides meet, they evacuate all irrelevant people and fill the streets with their men. Negotiations are all about momentum. The Snake Eight Clan wanted to use momentum to overwhelm us before the negotiations even started," Su Enxi said. "If the result we offer falls below their bottom line, the negotiation will completely collapse, and they can start a massacre on us. The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department won't be able to intervene in such matters. In Japan, it's normal for the mafia to kill people or loot stores. They also control the traffic outside. It's difficult for anyone to escape Shinjuku. We are already surrounded by enemies."

"Madam, why are you making such a big fuss today?" Caesar looked at the bustling Takama-hara area. "Although the Sheqi Eight Clan wouldn't be so ruthless as to massacre our customers, how can our customers get into Takama-hara? Didn't the Sheqi Eight Clan block off all the streets and shops?"

"The Sheqi Eight Clan are certainly local tyrants, but our guests are no pushovers either, right? We're not some infamous dragons, but have you forgotten who our guests are?" Su Enxi smiled mysteriously. "The Sheqi Eight Clan want to bully us in Takama-ga-hara by relying on their numbers, but that won't work. They have people, and we have people too. Once all our guests arrive, they won't be able to overpower us."

"Today will be an unprecedented grand ceremony in Takama-ga-hara. In addition to Basara King, Ukyo Tachibana, and Sakura, three of Takama-ga-hara's top male escorts, Kazama Ruri, the queen of Japan's male escort world, will also be on stage." Su Enxi smiled mysteriously. "The four most popular male escorts will mingle among the crowd, and every girl will have the opportunity to have close contact with them. You don't know how destructive star-like boys like you are to girls... no, to women. I know very well that once a woman goes crazy about something she loves, not even a black hole, let alone the underworld, can stop her!"

Caesar raised his eyebrows, and his eyes were full of admiration when he looked at the proprietress... Even though Su Enxi did not have superb fighting ability like Nono, Yabuki Sakura and Jude Mai, this girl's aura was definitely not weaker than anyone else. She was capable and had a bit of madness. Caesar felt that once a woman went crazy, she was extremely charming.

"But even if we invite so many guests, they can only serve to delay time and confuse the audience. They can't actually help you. It's you who are negotiating with the Eight Snake Families. You are the protagonists of this banquet." Su Enxi whispered, "But don't be afraid. This time, your negotiation with the Eight Snake Families doesn't require winning or losing. You just need to delay time and stabilize Fuma Kotaro and Sakurai Nanami."

"How long do we need to delay?" Chu Zihang asked.

"I don't know." Su Enxi shook her head. "I really don't know. No one can predict the exact timing, but if the catastrophe strikes, no one can escape unscathed."

Su Enxi put out her cigarette and turned to look outside Takama-ga-hara.

It was raining heavily, and the huge city of Tokyo was drenched in darkness by the heavy rain that had been invading all night. The day was like night, and the whole world was gloomy and dark, just like the darkest moment before the end of the world.

……

Ms. Chiyo sat in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, the rain gathered into a curtain of water on the glass, she leaned back in the comfortable boss chair, with expensive velvet carpet under her feet. This was her office, located on the upper floors of a landmark skyscraper in Tokyo. Looking out from the floor-to-ceiling window of her office, half of Tokyo city was in sight.

This is the treatment Ms. Chiyo deserves. Nishimura Law Firm is a well-known law firm in Tokyo and even in Japan, and Ms. Chiyo is the ace lawyer of Nishimura Law Firm. Her existence is comparable to Caesar to Takama-ga-hara and Ms. Aoi to Alice Japan... So she occupies this office in the law firm with a wide view and good facilities. No one dares to express opinions openly. People with ability and prestige should stand above others and be qualified to occupy better resources. This is one of the most basic rules of this world.

However, the beauty of Tokyo City is a little less tonight. The neon lights are dancing in the night as usual. The road is still busy, but the horns are constantly honking. Pedestrians who are trying to avoid the rain are hurriedly running on the street. They don’t even hold umbrellas because the umbrellas and ribs can’t withstand the strong wind tonight. The accumulated water in Tokyo City has already submerged the pedestrians’ ankles.

The wind and rain were so strong tonight that people began to wonder if there was a big hole in the sky, and that the "great flood" in the Bible that destroyed the world had fallen from the sky, seemingly about to submerge the world again.

dong dong dong...

There was a regular sound and someone knocked on Ms. Chiyo's office door.

"Come in." Ms. Chiyo said lightly without turning her head, still looking out the floor-to-ceiling window.

The door opened and a young woman in uniform walked in with light steps. She stopped in front of Ms. Chiyo's huge desk and bowed to her back.

"It's Yamei, what's the matter?" Ms. Chiyo saw the person coming through the reflection in the glass and asked softly.

Yamei is nearly ten years younger than Ms. Chiyo. She is Ms. Chiyo's assistant and has a good relationship with Ms. Chiyo, but this relationship is limited to the workplace.

Yamei is smart, quick-witted, down-to-earth and hardworking. Ms. Chiyo thinks she is a junior who deserves support. However, the two of them don't actually go out together privately, and they rarely even have contact. There is no relationship between them other than that of a superior and a subordinate, let alone sisters or friends... Ms. Chiyo has no friends because her personality is too strong.

"Let me brief you on tonight's schedule," Assistant Yamei said respectfully. "In an hour and a half, there will be a meeting for potential new hires at the law firm. The director, major shareholders, and partners will all be in attendance. You'll be needed at the meeting to share your experience with the new hires..."

"Alright, Yami." Ms. Chiyo rubbed her temples and interrupted her assistant. "Just tell me how important this matter is."

"The importance of the meeting is four stars," said Yamei.

It is Ms. Chiyo's habit to grade the importance of itineraries from one star to five stars. Itineraries with two stars and below are not important and can usually be ignored. The importance of three-star itineraries is determined at the discretion of the situation, and itineraries with four stars and above are considered important events. These things are related to future and career, and are generally difficult to shirk... As for five stars, those are important matters that cannot be refused except for objective conditions such as life accidents and the destruction of the world.

"Next one." Ms. Chiyo nodded and said to her assistant Yamei.

"The schedule after the meeting is at 11:30. Your husband has informed you that there will be a banquet tonight in Kita-Aoyama with the Governor of Tokyo and his wife." Yamei said softly, "The importance of this banquet is five stars."

When she heard her husband's name, a trace of barely perceptible displeasure and disgust flashed in Ms. Chiyo's eyes.

In fact, Ms. Chiyo did not hate her husband that much. She just hated every man equally. She had always maintained a non-interfering relationship with that incompetent man, and that man rarely restricted her freedom. Ms. Chiyo felt that this relationship was not bad, so she gave up the idea of ​​divorce.

But recently, the man who is legally considered her husband has been interfering in her life more and more frequently, asking her to dine with him, giving her gifts, and even asking for an end to the separation... Perhaps it is because Ms. Chiyo has been successful in her career and has become more and more famous, or perhaps it is because Ms. Chiyo has become more and more addicted to going to nightclubs and clubs, which has made her husband feel a sense of crisis.

But no matter what the reason, Ms. Chiyo's hatred for her husband has become deeper and deeper. If it were an ordinary day, she would just be indifferent to the men's kindness to her, and it would be just a meal, which would not take up much of her time. But since she met those men, she felt that all other men in the world were eclipsed, just like a person who was used to eating coarse food suddenly tasted delicacies from mountains and seas, which was simply a gift from heaven.

Especially the man named "Ukyo". That night, every woman in Takama-ga-hara was unrestrained. Ms. Chiyo sat bored in the corner, drinking alone, thinking that Takama-ga-hara, the throne of Kabukicho, was just so-so. She would change nightclubs every day to see if she could find a man who was slightly to her liking.

The lights in the dance floor were flashing and the atmosphere was lewd. Men were hugging women and women were hugging men. When their love was deep, they might even kiss. Only Ms. Chiyo in the corner seemed so out of place. She suddenly took a sip of wine and was about to leave. When she raised her eyes, she found another out-of-place person. He was also standing in the corner, as if he was destined to wait for her.

Ms. Chiyo looked at the cold profile. Under the influence of alcohol, Ms. Chiyo wanted to say something to the man, but the man seemed to feel Ms. Chiyo's gaze and suddenly turned his head to look at her.

When he was looking at her, Ms. Chiyo felt as if something in her heart was pounding and about to jump out of her chest. It was a feeling she had never experienced before. Her cheeks were hot and her brain was about to faint.

"Is it over like this?" the man asked Ms. Chiyo in a magnetic voice.

"What..." Ms. Chiyo's eyes were blurry and she looked a little dazed.