Chapter 164: Let’s Fight, My Best Friend (Part 3)

“Y-You’re kidding… right?”

Her thoughts seemed to snap.

Even now, Lin Yu still couldn’t accept it—
that man who once shouldered everything alone so she wouldn’t have to bear responsibility…

Was now pressing down on her like a wild beast.

“Rip—!!!”

The sound of tearing fabric rang out, shrill like a funeral bell.

That sailor uniform, which carried lies and memories alike, was torn apart by brute force, reduced in a single blow to countless deep-blue fragments fluttering down like butterflies.

With the clothes gone, there was nothing left to conceal her body.

Exposed was skin as fine as a first snowfall—
white to the point of blinding.

In this battlefield choked with gun smoke and dust,
it was absurd to the extreme.

The only remaining pure-white underwear dug into her flesh,
washed thin and almost transparent by rain,
outlining her body’s curves.

“Mm…”

A sharp stabbing pain shot through her back.

The beast, panting heavily, pressed down on her.

Pain.
Suffocation.

The rain mercilessly pierced her delicate skin.

Bright red beads of blood seeped out, blooming like crimson plum blossoms against snow on her pale back.

“So cold…”

The bone-chilling cold drilled straight into her marrow.

That soft body, battered by the storm,
the少女’s chest still rising and falling violently—

“Roar…”

Luo Shaotian growled.

There was no trace of human emotion left in his eyes,
only the most primitive hunger.

He slowly lowered his head, those fangs roughly pressing against Lin Yu’s slender neck.

Each rub left a shocking red mark;
each breath spewed a nauseating stench of blood.

Those hands that were once warm now clamped onto Lin Yu’s delicate wrists like iron pincers,
forcing them over her head and pinning them into the mud and ruins.

“Ah—ah…”

Pain.
Humiliation so intense it made her scalp crawl.

Lin Yu twisted desperately, closing her eyes tight, not daring to look at the face inches away.

Even if her soul was that of a man,
this少女’s body instinctively responded in the most honest way—

She was trembling.
Like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

“Don’t… don’t do this… Shaotian…”

Her psychological defenses completely collapsed.

What man’s dignity, what pride—
all of it shattered into dust in this instant.

Tears burst from her eyes, mixing with rainwater as they flowed into her mouth, bitter enough to drive one to despair.

No matter how she thought about it,
she was going to be eaten,
treated like a “chunk of meat,”
chewed up and swallowed.

And her sobbing pleas not only failed to awaken the beast’s conscience—

They were like a drug.

The violent movements grew even more frenzied.

“Ahahahaha——!!!”

From afar, Seraphine burst into delighted, crazed laughter.

She stood high above, as if watching a meticulously staged opera.

Malicious light flickered in her pink eyes.

“Don’t stop, uncle~”

Seraphine stuck out her tongue, licking her lips with utmost provocation.

“Why stop now?

Isn’t this exactly the moment you’ve been dreaming of?”

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“Admit it!
Under that hypocritical mask of yours are these ugly desires, aren’t there?

You want to monopolize this body—
tear it apart and swallow it whole!”

“Even if she’s your best brother’s…
your best brother’s woman, this sense of transgression—

That’s what makes it exciting, right?!”

“You want to violate her…
you want to leave filthy marks, carved deep into that pure womb!”

“Come on! Even if she’s just a fake, just a substitute—
she’s more than enough to carry those desires you’ve had nowhere to put!”

“I just want to see it—
do it for me! Do it for me!”

“Let me see how humanity’s so-called ‘bond of friendship’
is utterly… shattered before ultimate desire!”

Luo Shaotian could no longer suppress the agitation deep in his heart.

As if responding to those vicious desires and his own repressed instincts—

Those sharp, beast-like fangs suddenly plunged into tender, watery flesh!

“Ch—!”

A distorted scream stuck in her throat.

Agonizing pain shot through her entire body; cold sweat drenched her.

This bastard…

Is he sucking blood?

Gulp… gulp…

The sound of his Adam’s apple bobbing was clearly audible.

Lin Yu could feel her strength draining rapidly.

The spiritual energy within her—constructed from highly concentrated psionic power—
was being drawn out along with her blood.

Her body felt as if it were being dissolved, devoured, fused away bit by bit.

Her consciousness began to scatter under pain and blood loss.

Her vision blurred; the world started to spin.

Her eyes rolled weakly, gasping for breath like a dying fish thrown onto shore.

Only barren desolation remained in her heart.

Heh…

Looks like that demon woman was right after all.

How could mortals possibly resist the erosion of the abyss?

So-called “friendship”
was nothing more than a scrap of paper not even tough enough to wipe one’s ass when faced with extreme desire.

So-called “human nature is good”
was just hypocrisy after being fed and clothed.

Violence, lust, deceit, greed…

That’s the damn truth of this screwed-up world, isn’t it?

Now…

I’m going to be eaten…

Really eaten—skin and bones and all…

Never thought I’d go out like this…

Spent my whole life working myself to the bone,
only to die as a “magical girl,”
in the mouth of my best friend…

What kind of hellish joke is that?

By the way…
that personal accident insurance I bought—
does this kind of death count?

They won’t reject the claim as “force majeure,” right?

I hope someone remembers to check my payout.

Mom had lung nodules found a few years ago and just had surgery—
she really needs the money to recuperate.

Dad, that stubborn old man, has such bad gastritis and still won’t quit smoking—
leave some money for his medicine too.

If the insurance money comes through…

I hope Xiaoxue will be sensible and buy Mom a decent commercial health plan.

“China Life is no good—Ping An’s better, higher payout rates.”

And then…

Then…

Whatever’s left—
leave it to her as dowry.

Dowry?

Ah…

How annoying…

So jealous…

So jealous…

I want a dowry too.
I want to get married too.

I want a little home of my own,
a cute wife,
a baby who climbs onto my shoulders and acts spoiled.

I’ve worked so hard…

I even sold my dignity and fought like hell to make money…

So why…

Why, in the end, can I still achieve nothing?

All I wanted was…

To be truly, fiercely loved—just once.

That bald bastard Manager Qian was damn right.

The reason my psionic energy is that disgusting girlish pink…

Is because I lack love.

I’m f*cking starved for love.

In this cursed society, who isn’t lacking love?!

If money weren’t the easiest way to buy love, who would work themselves this hard?!

But…

What a pity…

Such a pity…

I still haven’t had the chance to feel it…

If—

If before dying, I could…

Could be loved that gently once more…

Ugh—

Her vision was completely swallowed by darkness.

Yet on her lips, a sudden burning sensation—
the taste of rust.

She had no strength left to push him away.

In fact… because of the cold, her body instinctively pressed toward the only source of warmth.

So warm…

Like the little match girl freezing to death,
clutching the light of her match.

In that hazy instant—

The despairing darkness in her mind split open.

A pure white, warm scene surfaced like a film reel.

A small but cozy apartment.

Afternoon sunlight filtered through beige curtains, spilling into a tidy kitchen.

The air was filled with the aroma of grilled meat.

A slender married woman stood at the stove wearing an apron, busy with cooking.

Her face couldn’t be seen—
only that her back was so gentle it made one want to cry.

A little girl with horn-shaped pigtails bounced around her, shouting, “Mommy smells so good!”

Just then—

A man’s hands reached from behind and wrapped around her waist.

Through the thin apron, those big hands rested against her flat abdomen.

The sunlight was holy and pure.

The man lowered his head; the woman lifted hers.

Two pairs of lips overlapped in the light and shadow.

A kiss.

How beautiful…

How enviable…

Vaguely—

That man’s face looked so familiar—
honest, resolute, radiating a sense of absolute safety.

And the woman in his arms—
wearing an apron, smiling softly—

Though her features were unclear,
she too seemed strangely familiar…?

“I’m sorry…”

The man in the scene suddenly spoke.

His voice was low, carrying a heart-rending sorrow.

Sorry?

Why say sorry?

It was so happy—why apologize?

The moment that thought arose—

The sacred sunlight dimmed.

The image curled and shattered like a burned photograph.

The sound of rain returned.

The dark shape before her eyes gradually came into focus.

Cold rainwater slid down strands of hair, washing over that blood-smeared face.

Drip.

A scorching drop fell heavily onto Lin Yu’s eye.

That wasn’t rain.

That was… a tear.

“…Eh?”

Under the heat of that tear, her unfocused pupils refocused.

The one pressing down on her—
the one who had just tried to tear her apart and devour her—

Was crying?

His expression was still ferocious,
but his body was trembling violently.

Lin Yu’s gaze dropped to his lips.

That was her blood.

The pure blood of a magical girl, just sucked from her neck.

And at the corner of his blood-smeared mouth—

The originally dark-red, corrupted skin had faded slightly,
revealing a hint of the human complexion beneath.

“Blood?”

A lightning bolt flashed through her mind, illuminating long-sealed memories.

Magic girls are pure vessels.

“Your bodily fluids—even to contaminated entities—are the deadliest purifying agents.”

Those dull, tedious theory classes from long ago had suddenly become lifesaving gospel.

And Xiaoxue… Xiaoxue also said it was useful!

So that’s it…

So the reason Luo Shaotian had stopped, his limbs twitching,
was because after ingesting her blood, that last sliver of humanity had been awakened for an instant?

If that’s the case—

Lin Yu’s heart began pounding wildly.

If just a small mouthful of blood could make him waver…

Then what if she poured something purer, stronger into him?

A voice crossed the raging wind and rain.

In the ruins, that woman who had lost everything lifted her head slightly.

Those fox-like eyes shone with astonishing brightness.

Her lips moved soundlessly, the meaning conveyed straight into Lin Yu’s heart—

【Intent Overwrite】.

“Not just a skill…
but magic that forcibly overlays a powerful wish onto this broken body.”

“Intent… overwrite?”

Lin Yu turned back, looking again at the man struggling in pain atop her.

Am I supposed to pass my intent… to him?

To give him, without reservation, the feelings of that friend named “Lin Yu,”
through this magical girl’s body?

“…Seriously.”

A tragic, beautiful smile curved at Lin Yu’s lips.

“To have to use this method…
that’s really cheating…”

Her slender arms gently propped up that ferocious, terrifying face.

“It hurts.”

His skin was rough like sandpaper, bone spurs stabbing her hands.

Not handsome at all, idiot.

“Roar…”

Feeling her touch, Luo Shaotian instinctively tried to retreat, to flee.

But Lin Yu didn’t give him the chance.

She suddenly exerted force, pulling that massive head toward herself.

Then she closed her eyes.

Ignoring the sharp fangs, ignoring the bloody stench.

Under the witness of torrential rain and ruins—

She pressed her blood-stained lips, without hesitation—

Against the mouth of the beast!

At the same time—

A shuddering surge of heat flowed back through the kiss from Luo Shaotian’s body.

Was it the divine power of 【Hatred】?

Or Luo Shaotian’s own life force?

Lin Yu didn’t know.

She only knew that as that power poured in,
her once icy body grew warm.

“Thump—thump—thump—”

Two heartbeats.

In the rain, in this kiss steeped in blood and transgression—

They gradually overlapped.

Merging into one.

“Please… any god will do… Jesus, Buddha, Goddess of Women—anyone…
Just let this idiot come back…
Even if I have to cross-dress for the rest of my life, I don’t care anymore!!!!”

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