Chapter 158: Bad Woman Lulu

Pain.

My head is about to split open…

My vision…

A field of crimson static.

The voice on the Brass Throne is still roaring…

Tear them apart…

Kill…

Kill those obstructing pests…

Then…

Go back alive…

At the heart of the raging red storm, the only ones left are…

Wan Xiaohu…

And A-Yu…

As long as…

As long as I can make it back alive…

As long as I can see A-Yu one more time…

Atonement…

Then I’ll be able to see her again…

“Hey, mister~”

A light, sweet voice fell like a drop of cool nectar onto a scorching branding iron.

So familiar—

Even the slight upward lilt at the end carried that mischievous hint of youth.

That voice…

The voice that haunted countless late-night nightmares, longed for yet never dared to touch.

The slender palm covering his vision slowly moved away.

Light poured into his eyes.

Blurry outlines emerged within the blood-red field of view, layer by layer, gradually coming into focus.

That deep-blue sailor uniform etched into his bones.

That white pleated skirt fluttering in the air.

Those seductive, soft thighs…

And that face—

Tilting upward, gazing at him with wide, innocent eyes.

“Long time no see~”

The girl clasped her hands behind her back and leaned forward slightly.

That scent—blended milkiness and faint fragrance—forced its way into Luo Shaotian’s nostrils, instantly driving away every trace of blood and gore.

His heart contracted violently, and then—

“BOOM—!!!!”

A thunderous explosion detonated inside his chest.

“Did you… miss Lulu?”

The instant those words slipped from her moist, cherry-colored lips,

All killing intent, all fury, even the ancient god’s roaring…

Became distant and blurred.

“Thud.”

The ground let out a dull groan.

The terrifying giant who moments ago had been unstoppable now seemed to have his spine ripped out.

Both knees slammed heavily into the floor, shattering the hard ground into spiderweb-like cracks.

He knelt before the girl, like the most devout believer kneeling at the feet of his god.

“Ah… ah…”

A hoarse, bellows-like rasp leaked from his throat.

His ability to speak had already degenerated—after receiving the Mark of 【Khorne】, his vocal cords could produce only a beast’s roar.

Yet within those eyes still burning with bloodfire now flowed a heartbreaking longing.

His body reacted on instinct.

Those hands that could tear steel apart trembled as they reached out—

And pulled that petite body tightly into his arms!

“Mm!”

Warmth.

Real body heat.

No longer the illusory phantom of dreams, but genuine, soft flesh and warmth.

Luo Shaotian buried his blood-smeared face deep into the girl’s flat abdomen.

He greedily inhaled her scent, his arms tightening more and more,

Wishing he could sink his fingers deep into that soft body.

Wishing he could crush her, fuse her into his very bones and blood.

This is mine…

Even if it means betraying my brothers…

Even if it means falling into hell…

At this moment, I will never let go!

“Eh~ mister…”

The girl in his arms did not struggle.

Instead, she wrapped her slender arms gently around the giant’s terrifyingly thick neck.

Her fingers slid into the man’s tangled hair, softly combing through it, soothing this out-of-control beast.

“You’re hugging Lulu… so tight, so hard…”

She whispered against his ear, her breath fragrant.

There was no pain in her voice—only sweetness thick enough to stretch, mixed with a… morbid encouragement.

“Mmm… my bones are about to snap from being squeezed~”

“But… it’s okay~”

“Because Lulu can feel it… inside your body right now, mister…”

“That desire that wants to completely devour Lulu…”

She extended her moist tongue and lightly licked his still-pulsing carotid artery, murmuring like a devil.

“It’s really amazing—so amazing it makes Lulu… almost excited to death~”

“Mmm~”

A bone-melting moan spilled from the mouth of the monster wearing “Lulu’s” face.

Her provocative, playful gaze slammed heavily into Lin Yu in the distance.

“Pff—cough—!”

Lin Yu—the former, genuine “Lulu”—nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.

What the hell is this?!

I was the one who came first!

No—wait… the copyright to “Lulu” is mine!

I’m the original!

I’m the real deal!

You filthy pollution thing from god-knows-where—what right do you have to wear my face and act out some R18 doujin plot?!

You’re infringing on my performer’s rights, you bastard!

“Ugh…”

Lin Yu clutched her chest, wishing she could immediately murder her past self.

“Calm down, senior!”

A hand pressed firmly on Lin Yu’s trembling shoulder.

Li Qing’s face—usually all smiles—was uncharacteristically serious now, even tense.

“Don’t be fooled by its appearance! That contamination is a high-ranking 【Slaanesh】 entity!”

“What it’s best at is peering into the deepest layers of the subconscious and materializing the illusion the target can least resist!”

“I… I figured that out already!”

Lin Yu ground her molars, the muscles in her face twitching as her voice warped from extreme shame.

“But… but that asshole… Luo Tian, that bastard—his ‘object of desire’—how could it possibly be… be…”

She pointed at the “fake Lulu” cuddling with Luo Shaotian, her finger trembling for ages.

The words “how could it be me” got stuck in her throat and refused to come out.

“This is too embarrassing!”

“This is too humiliating!”

“It’s you.”

Chen Bing showed her no mercy.

The big-sister figure frowned, looking Lin Yu up and down.

“If I’m not mistaken… that illusion is your previous black-haired Lulu form, right?”

She gestured toward the eye-searing scene in the distance.

“As much as I hate to admit it… that man—no, that monster chosen by Terror—has actually been tamed by your face.”

Chen Bing paused, her tone turning extremely strange.

“What exactly is your relationship with that man?”

“Why does this atmosphere feel… a little too ‘that kind’?”

“He’s my good brother! Really my good brother!”

Lin Yu nearly jumped in panic, frantically waving her hands, words firing like a machine gun.

“It’s all a misunderstanding! Pure revolutionary comradeship!”

“He was critically ill a while ago! I had to feed him medicine—yeah, the psychic suppressants my sister made—so I had no choice but to approach him in my magical girl body!”

“One thing led to another, we lived under the same roof, and that guy probably… probably short-circuited or something and—”

“Understood.”

Yano Hotaru coldly cut her off.

“In short…”

“You used this magical girl shell to approach an unsuspecting straight man.”

“And during your daily interactions, you gave him certain misleading signals…”

“Which caused him to fall hopelessly in love with the magical-girl version of you.”

“That about right?”

“N-no! Not me—it was Lulu!”

Lin Yu shrieked in embarrassment like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

“Lulu is just… just a fictional character I play! She has nothing to do with me personally!”

“I’m a pure manly man in real life, okay?!”

“Sigh…”

A perfectly synchronized sigh came from the three magical girls.

Li Qing looked at Lin Yu—red-faced, frantic, yet utterly unable to defend herself—her expression impossibly complicated.

“Well… how should I put this, senior…”

She scratched her cheek awkwardly.

“I don’t know what you did to that poor police uncle during that time…”

“But I kind of feel like… you’re really good at playing with men’s hearts?”

“You’re a natural-born bad woman.”

Lin Yu grabbed Li Qing’s shoulder, making her yelp.

She clenched her fists, her face turning the color of pig liver.

“I—I didn’t! Don’t slander me!”

After protesting for a long while, she could only squeeze out these pale, powerless words.

Rebuttal?

How could she rebut this?

The facts were right there.

At this moment, as Lin Yu looked at the kneeling man in the distance, the shame in her heart gradually faded.

In its place rose an unprecedented feeling—

Sourness.

And anger.

“Luo Shaotian, you big idiot…”

I tricked you so badly…

So why…

Why are you showing such a gentle expression to that fake?!

Just as Lin Yu was still futilely arguing for her innocence—

In the distance, the fake “Lulu” seemed to have grown tired of the tender act.

She rose onto her toes like a pure-white night moth, leaning close to Luo Shaotian’s bleeding ear.

Her lips moved.

Like a venomous serpent flicking its tongue, whispering danger.

In an instant, Luo Shaotian’s vacant expression began to twist unnaturally.

Pain and fanaticism intertwined…

“Crack… crack…”

The brittle sound of bones grinding shattered the silence.

The kneeling giant slowly moved.

He braced his hands against the ground.

With every exertion, the muscles on his back writhed violently, as if something beneath his skin were roaring, desperate to burst free.

“Thud…”

He staggered forward one step.

“Thud…”

Two steps.

He raised his head.

Those eyes were completely swallowed by murky blood-red.

Three steps.

“ROAR—!!!”

Savage bloodflame erupted forth!

Scalding energy surged like magma through his thick veins, twisting and warping the air around him.

He turned.

Those crimson pupils locked firmly onto the magical girls not far away.

That was—

The ultimate desire for destruction, driven by twisted love!

“Giggle~”

Watching her perfect “work” finally activate, the “Lulu” behind him let out a silver-bell laugh.

She stood amid the messy pool of blood, her skirt fluttering gently in the energy storm.

She cupped her pale little hands around her mouth like a megaphone and shouted toward that backdrop of annihilation, using the energetic voice of a girl cheering for her boyfriend at a sports meet.

“Mister~ do your best~!”

“For our happiness…”

Her voice was sweet, but her gaze was icy sharp, aimed straight at Lin Yu and the others.

“Kill all those bad women…”

“All of them…”

“…who bullied Lulu❤”

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