Really? I'm fighting the Dark Emperor.

Chapter 342 We'll break down the door sooner or later and blast it away.

That means it hadn't been long since the start of the school year.

He sighed deeply, unable to describe his feelings for a moment: "Should I be glad you're not on the same side as the Dark Emperor?"

"You'll have to ask yourself that." She touched his face. "Miya Xing, you're the one who provoked me."

There were still teeth marks on her lips, and from a distance, you could only see that they were a little swollen.

"What's wrong?" She tilted her head slightly. "Is that look because you want to 'get back at' me with your little tricks again?"

【Time is up.】

“Hmm, our friends are ready to get the ultimate Sorey, you don’t have much time,” she touched his lips, the movement creating a faint, strange sensation, which then disappeared. “If you don’t want to be punished by the angry crowd by having to clean the school.”

He leaned down, and their lips touched briefly. This time, their movements were very gentle, and their temperatures were almost the same.

He didn't bite down. As Ruibusi placed the item in his hand, she heard him murmur, "I really want to hate you."

Then he released his hand from behind her waist and glanced down at the jar in his hand filled with scrolls.

Some were his, some were Genny's, and a few were Sapphire.

You can tell when it happened without having to think about it too much.

He looked at her and repeated through gritted teeth, "I really want to hate you."

"Ok, I know."

"I didn't change the earrings because I like them," he replied to the question he had previously avoided answering, his gaze fixed only on her. "Congratulations."

He couldn't be as cruel as her.

Even now, they are unwilling to give him an answer.

"Congratulations for what?"

"The lure was successful."

“That’s a very nice answer,” she said, kissing his beautiful eyes. “Well then, goodbye.”

Why not say something gentler?

“My dear friend, we shouldn’t say anything too gentle when we part.” She tucked her hair behind her ear; she was alone again. “That would be too cruel.”

Judging from his reaction, the conversation was far from gentle.

“Yes,” Ruibosi didn’t want to say more about this to anyone, “my honesty doesn’t seem to have pleased him.”

"So, does that make you happy?" She looked out into the darkness. "I believe the little things you have will tell you whether it's true or not."

What do you want to know?

"Me? I want to know—"

See? Our friend, as always, prefers to directly expose her true intentions rather than talk about her own feelings.

"—When I was having a conversation with him, while you were judging whether what I said was true, were you also looking at his inner thoughts?"

That was not done.

"Thank you so much," she said without a doubt that Wen Ci was being sincere. "My lover is so smart, you know, I've always been worried about that."

In fact, they both told each other a lot of lies.

However, that's harmless.

No?

She was able to get what she truly wanted from the very beginning.

This is enough.

“People who have choices ultimately do a job because they want something out of it,” she said, leaning back in her chair as usual. “Will Wen Ci get what she wants?”

Things will be different soon.

Soon the door will make a sound.

Everything will end behind the door.

When did it all begin?

It's really hard to guess.

【Maybe. 】

"I have a hunch."

【What? 】

"When we meet again, Wen Ci will get what she wants."

Thank you for your well wishes. We probably won't see each other again.

She chuckled softly, "That's just an inexplicable premonition. Why don't you use your little tool to calculate the future? It's always much more accurate; we've all experienced that."

No, knowing too much about the future usually doesn't lead to good results.

"Yes."

But she thought.

This future, which was not predicted, may turn out quite well.

Time passed slowly, and no one could say how much time had gone by. As expected, the door creaked open, and the Soul Summoning Demon King appeared at the door with a rather unpleasant expression.

"The Emperor requests your presence."

Before anyone even appeared, it was exactly as the Soul Summoning Demon King always did; the feeling of being spied on had already arrived: "Didn't anyone tell you that you have to knock before entering a house?"

Huanhun thought she had gone mad from being around the Quark tribe.

Why are you knocking on the door?

It's already good enough that he didn't blast the blinding door down.

Just like how a spirit summoner knows it won't read anything but still wastes time just to annoy her, she also loves to annoy her colleagues: "I won't go over the door unless you knock!"

She spoke slowly and deliberately, in stark contrast to his eagerness: "You wouldn't want the Emperor to come in person, would you, Demon King?"