—Singapore, Queen's Hotel, Executive Suite—
"Bug… my Bug… I've finally found you… my precious Bug…"
Inside the bedroom, a man paced back and forth beside the bed, his behavior bordering on deranged. Like a dog wagging its tail at the sight of meat, his eyes were filled with obsession and delirium.
"Disgusting freak! Stay away from me!"
Kiana, dressed in a white cheongsam, flushed with anger and humiliation.
Even now, she could not understand how she had ended up captured by this group of lunatics.
She wriggled across the bed like a caterpillar, trying to put distance between herself and the man, all the while secretly straining against the ropes binding her wrists and ankles.
Yet no matter how hard she tried, the ropes did not move in the slightest.
'Damn it! Why are these stupid ropes so sturdy?!'
The Kaslana family was renowned for monstrous strength—yet she was completely helpless against these restraints.
"Ah… wonderful, absolutely wonderful! The insults from my Bug… give me more, more! My brain is trembling—!"
The man muttered feverishly, covering his eyes with one hand as his entire body quivered.
It was as though Kiana's words had sent him into ecstasy.
Through the gap between his fingers, a strange eye was visible.
An icy blue iris, its center encircled by a vivid crimson ring like a rainbow halo, glowing faintly.
In another world, those eyes had a famous name—
The Mystic Eyes of Death Perception.
Yes. This man was one of the reincarnators who had invaded this world.
Once an ordinary shut-in, everything about him had changed after entering the Main God's Space.
After exchanging for the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, the overwhelming flood of information had overloaded his brain, leaving him unstable and unhinged.
His love for anime heroines had twisted into something deeply pathological.
His greatest pleasure was hearing beautiful girls cry out in fear—and watching them die in agony.
To him, nothing was sweeter than a maiden's final scream.
Just like now.
As he stared at the dense red death lines covering Kiana's body, he longed to savor the moment—draw his dagger, carefully avoid those lines, and carve slowly into her flesh.
But he did not dare.
Because—
"Number Two. Don't forget what Number One told you."
The sudden voice from outside froze him in place.
"Tch. I know."
The madness drained from his eyes, replaced by fear.
Yet his body twitched with rebellious impulse.
"If I can't kill her, I'll at least have some fun first!"
He pulled out a dagger and thrust it toward Kiana's thigh.
"Stop!"
A furious roar from the living room made his hand tremble violently. The dagger halted midair.
It wasn't that he didn't want to stab.
Something deeper—something ingrained in his instincts—paralyzed him with fear.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
Heavy footsteps approached, each step shaking the room.
A massive green brute kicked the door open and stormed in.
Bang!
A palm the size of a fan struck Number Two's face, sending him flying into the wall.
The brute strode forward, seized him by the throat, and pressed him deeper into the cracked plaster.
"Everything here follows Number One's plan! Try that again and I'll twist your head clean off. Got it?"
His eyes, faintly glowing with five-pointed stars, locked onto Number Two with killing intent.
"U–Understood…"
Choked by a grip like iron clamps, Number Two could barely force out the words.
After one last warning glare, the green brute released him and returned to the living room.
"Cough—ha… ha…"
Collapsed on his knees, Number Two gulped in air desperately. For a moment, he truly thought he would die.
But deep within his pupils flickered vicious resentment.
'One day… I'll kill every last one of you.'
They were the reincarnation squad that had invaded this world.
The Mystic Eyes Squad.
As the name suggested, every member possessed some form of Mystic Eyes.
For secrecy, they addressed each other only by numbers.
"Haha. Seems you weren't so united after all."
The green brute had barely returned to the living room when he heard that mocking remark.
Turning, he saw a man lounging on the sofa.
Dressed in a tasteless blue coat with the hood up, he sat casually, lazily licking a peeled banana.
"Welt, I suggest you mind your own business."
The brute narrowed his eyes at him.
If not for the mission, he would have crushed him immediately.
"Is everything handled on your end?"
"Heh. Of course."
Snap.
Welt Joyce's clone—Welt II—snapped his fingers. A crystalline blue gemstone floated above his palm.
The green brute's eyes burned with desire.
Their mission objective—
The Gem of Serenity.
Behind the sofa, the corpse of an elderly man in a lab coat floated upward.
"With you here, Dr. Maki has no further use."
With a flick of his finger, Welt II sent the corpse smashing through the glass window, plunging from the building.
"My side's done. What about yours?"
"Wait for Number One."
Just as the brute finished speaking, the door opened again.
"Well, well. Look what I caught."
A man in a black cloak entered, carrying an unconscious Fu Hua over his shoulder.
He was the shadow who had ambushed her in the hallway.
In his eyes, three tomoe rotated slowly.
The Sharingan.
"It's the Immortal!"
Before anyone else could react, Number Two rushed out of the bedroom.
"Number One, she's useless to you, right? Give her to me! Let me handle her!"
"Of course. Have fun."
Smiling, Number One handed Fu Hua over.
Number Two eagerly carried her back into the bedroom.
Number One and Number Three watched with open contempt.
"No different from a dog."
"Class Monitor?! Damn you—what did you do to her?!"
Thud!
Fu Hua was tossed carelessly onto the bed.
Number Two ignored Kiana's shout, rubbing his hands together excitedly.
"Hehe… my Immortal. Let me wash my hands first. Then we'll ascend to paradise together~"
He turned and walked into the bathroom. The sound of running water soon echoed.
To him, this ritual was sacred.
It could not be rushed.
The moment he disappeared—
Fu Hua's eyes snapped open.
"Class Monitor? Are you alright? Class Monitor?"
But Fu Hua did not answer Kiana.
Instead, she calmly surveyed the room before turning her gaze to the bound girl beside her.
"Master. Kiana has been located."