Chapter 871: The World Has Isolated Me! A Miracle Cure for Androphobia
"So... so that's how it is!!!"
Kotori Itsuka finished absorbing the contents of the memory bubble.
She surfaced from the overwhelming deluge of submerged memories, her mind buzzing.
She only felt her brain trembling against her skull.
And that wasn't even touching upon the heavily restricted, R-rated scenes of Ren meeting and thoroughly conquering the Spirits, which made her face burn with an unmatched, agonizing shame.
Just the sheer weight of the revelation that he was the true, absolute master of Ratatoskr.
And that she and Reine were the only ones kept completely in the dark.
And also, Reine... she was actually a clone of the Spirit of Origin!
"Ahhh! Ahhhhh!"
Kotori clutched her twin-tails, pulling at her hair in utter frustration.
"Just... just how many things do I not know?!!!"
This suffocating sense of being entirely isolated by the world made her mind feel like it was going to explode.
also.
The grand Spirit Strategy plan she had carefully devised for Tohka had already been declared utterly bankrupt before it even got off the ground.
The Spirits had already been completely claimed by that man, Ren.
Kotori truly couldn't fathom what kind of terrifying charm this guy possessed.
'Is it really just because he's ridiculously handsome, has a perfect physique, wields power that eclipses even the Spirit of Origin, can manipulate time, is a Level 8 entity, and is... unbelievably skilled in bed, capable of satisfying all the Spirits simultaneously?'
This... this was simply too perfect. A cheat-like existence.
Even with her immense pride, she had to bitterly admit that Ren completely outclassed Tohka in absolutely every conceivable aspect.
No, that wasn't right either.
Perhaps Tohka was just an incredibly easy target waiting to be taken down anyway.
"Kyaaaahhh!!!"
A sudden, piercing scream shattered the air.
It was Miku Izayoi.
"Wh-what are you doing?!!!"
Miku slumped backward onto the floor, her legs giving out completely.
Her expression was a mask of trembling terror as she stared wide-eyed at the scene unfolding right in front of her.
Startled out of their own dazes by her shriek, Yoshino and Natsumi Kyouno followed her line of sight.
It was Ren. And the Spirits.
"Eh?!!!"
Yoshino and Natsumi instantly turned into human steam engines, their faces burning so violently red that visible puffs of vapor seemed to escape their heads.
Mio Takamiya simply watched Ren, her gaze swirling with a deeply complicated tempest of emotions.
After absorbing every single memory, bit by bit.
An unusual, desperate longing had taken root within her originally hollow heart.
To better understand every sensory detail, she had subconsciously replaced every Spirit, every girl in those memories, with herself.
She vividly imagined every scenario, every touch, every breathless moment where Ren had conquered them.
Her heart inexplicably yearned to understand those intense emotions, to understand love, to understand Ren.
Seeing Mayuri currently pressed so intimately close to him, Mio felt the sharp, unfamiliar sting of emotions she could only identify as jealousy and envy.
After Miku's shout.
A moment later.
Ren, casually carrying the evidence of his recent conquests, walked step by step toward the stunned idol.
Miku blankly shook her head, her eyes glued to the imposing sight right in front of her face...
It was abundantly clear that his towering state had not faded in the slightest.
Ren chuckled, a low, magnetic sound. "Miku, I heard you have a strong distaste for men."
"I'm a deeply compassionate person, and I plan to help you change that. Coincidentally, I have a highly effective medicine right here in this container. You can take it yourself."
With that brazen declaration, he stepped closer, bringing the tip of the metaphorical medicine bottle—the exact cure for Miku's misandry—right to her trembling lips.
Miku's eyes fluctuated wildly, her pupils dilating.
She hated men.
This had already become a deeply ingrained psychological illness.
But... with Ren, this illness simply refused to trigger.
Even with him standing before her in such a shamelessly dominant, compromising state, she didn't feel a shred of disgust or discomfort.
Because in the memories she had just witnessed, she saw the absolute truth. She knew that Ren treated every Spirit, every girl who stood by his side, with genuine warmth and care, and could even give them everything they desired.
In her eyes, he was entirely separated from the rest of the male gender.
also... those heavily restricted, intimate scenes she had just experienced firsthand through the memory bubble had deeply, thoroughly stimulated her senses.
As for the good medicine Ren mentioned... Miku lowered her gaze, staring blankly at the mouth of the bottle pressing against her.
Good medicine is always bitter.
The taste probably wouldn't be sweet.
"Gulp..."
She subconsciously swallowed, her throat incredibly dry.
Miku stammered, her voice barely a whisper, "You... can you really cure me? You're not a doctor."
Ren reached out, his large hand gently rubbing the top of her head, his touch warm and reassuring.
This time, he deliberately pressed the mouth of the medicine bottle firmly against her soft lips.
"I never lie to my girls. My medicine cures all illnesses. Your misandry is no exception."
Feeling the overwhelming heat and the distinct scent of the medicine bottle against her lips, Miku's vision blurred with a hazy, intoxicating heat.
Driven by an instinct she didn't know she possessed, she couldn't help but part her lips, tentatively sticking out her tongue to taste the medicine bottle.
Ren's eyes lit up with dark amusement. Seizing the perfect opportunity, he pushed forward, pouring the medicine in.
"This medicine is exceptionally good. You absolutely can't go wrong with taking a larger dose."
Meanwhile, inside the Doomsday Chat Group.
The viewers watching the live stream had been struggling to hold their sanity together ever since Kurumi Tokisaki's Four Heavenly Kings—her own temporal clones—had physically pinned their main body down just to open the door for Ren.
Kushina: "Is Kurumi really being sold out by her own Multi-Shadow Clones?"
Kurumi's clones immediately reminded the fiery redhead of the ninja world's signature jutsu.
In the past, Ren had also thoroughly enjoyed playing with Kushina's Multi-Shadow Clones, mostly because her original body simply couldn't handle his relentless stamina alone.
But seeing Kurumi's clones actively hold down and strip their own main body...
This was truly a bizarre, eye-opening spectacle.
Stelle: "This, this, this! What exactly is going on right now?!"
Silver Wolf: "Can't you tell? This is the absolute rhythm of getting it on. Game over."
Stelle: "Ah?"
Platelet: "Ugh, so... so amazing."
Chito: "Big brother Ren is really, really... still broadcasting this live."
Seitenshi: "This... the others are also gathering around him..."
Kisara Tendo: "Tch, how many people is that? Back then, we had hundreds of Cursed Children with us. This is nothing."
Erza: "...Is broadcasting such a live stream really okay?"
Luo Hao: "What is the problem? This is my husband's perfect, peerless physique. Not just anyone is qualified to gaze upon and appreciate such magnificence."
Luo Hao: "Besides, if you lack the fortitude to watch, you may exit the live stream. No one is forcing your eyes open."
Artoria: "Although the nature of this live stream is highly irregular, she is correct about one thing: you are free to leave on your own accord."
Erza: "..."
The Titania stopped typing.
Watching the incredibly explicit scene unfolding on the holographic screen, her face flushed a brilliant scarlet. She felt a deep sense of shame, but... she simply couldn't bring herself to close it. She wanted to endure the suffocating heat pooling in her stomach and keep watching.
The Chat Group fell completely silent.
Yet, the viewer count in the top corner of the live stream didn't drop by a single digit. It seemed every single member was holding their breath, silently glued to the broadcast.
But the moment Ren delivered his smooth, shameless lines to Miku Izayoi amidst the battle, the Chat Group instantly exploded back to life.
March 7th: "Hiss! A good medicine for illness... then, then can that thing really work like that?!"
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