When Lin Feng, who had obtained the Divine Artifact, returned to Izumo Inn, his Sekirei all enthusiastically came out to greet him.
A Song, in particular, was especially excited; after taking the Divine Artifact from Xiao Jie's hand, she immediately began to explain its power to Lin Feng.
Xiao Cao and Luohuo, although they didn't understand what A Song was talking about at all, still looked at the strange soul within the octagonal prism with expressions of awe.
But Yukari was sitting on the wooden platform in the courtyard, tightly clutching the Sekirei's mobile phone given by MBI, looking worried.
Lin Feng then stepped forward to inquire with concern.
When Yukari saw Lin Feng, who was like the sun, she immediately burst into tears, complaining about being chosen for the big battle in the third round.
If they didn't participate, the MBI Punishment Force would surely come to purge them.
"I can't do it."
Kuno fearfully shrank into You Jiali's arms; she truly didn't want to join the cruel struggle.
With her meager skills, she would surely die without a trace, and then she wouldn't be able to stay by Yukari's side.
"Don't worry, the Punishment Force doesn't have the ability to come to Izumo Inn to arrest people."
Lin Feng patted their shoulders, reassuring the two girls.
As long as they didn't leave Izumo Inn, they could eat and drink as usual, and everything would be fine.
Xiao Jie clenched her fists, indicating that there was no need to worry, and she would definitely defeat Ya Yu-sama of the Punishment Force.
"If those MBI lackeys dare to come to Izumo Inn, I will beat them flying with my wooden sword."
A hint of killing intent appeared on Miya's delicate and pretty face.
In an instant, even an ordinary person like Yukari felt a chill down her spine.
She felt that the landlady was even more terrifying than the people from the Punishment Force.
However, Miya immediately put away her hostility and went to the kitchen with a cheerful smile to make lunch.
"What did you and they do outside!"
Yue Hai stood with her hands on her hips, like a wife who had discovered her husband cheating outside.
It was already hard enough that she couldn't participate in the second round, and then seeing Feng Hua defeat the enemy using a Prayer Hymn on A Song's screen made Yue Hai burst with jealousy.
"It's not good to be so jealous."
Lin Feng tightly hugged Yue Hai's slender waist, lowered his head and kissed her lips hard several times, then extended his tongue to probe inside.
Being wet-kissed in front of outsiders, Yue Hai, who had a sense of shame, naturally resisted, slapping Lin Feng's chest in dissatisfaction, but when his fiery tongue wrapped around her tongue tip, Yue Hai's body immediately softened.
Soon, under Lin Feng's agile oral assault, Yue Hai instinctively wrapped her arms around his waist, her soft hands caressing his back back and forth.
Their tongues, twisted into a knot, constantly intertwined in both their mouths, sometimes in Lin Feng's mouth, sometimes in Yue Hai's mouth, and even after their lips separated, their exposed tongues continued to entwine.
This... this is a French kiss... their tongues are all tangled together!
Yukari and Kuno, who were standing by, immediately blushed with shyness.
Regarding Lin Feng and Yue Hai's behavior, Yukari understood that Sekirei would instinctively become intimate with their masters, so she felt it was fine.
So, Yukari covered her flushed face, peeking at the adult world through the gaps in her fingers.
Although her Sekirei was a girl, Yukari's sexual orientation was perfectly normal; she liked handsome boys, and she sometimes fantasized about meeting a super handsome prince and then kissing him.
Just like now, the two were full of affection, as if their bodies were merging into each other's.
No, it was too stimulating; Yukari just watching their wet kiss made her brain dizzy with excitement, and two streams of bright red nosebleed flowed down...
From the window on the second floor, Tetsujo looked enviously at Yue Hai being intimate with her Wei Ya.
Then she patted her haggard cheeks, forced herself to cheer up, and as usual, she changed into a Pikachu cosplay costume, then left Izumo Inn and went to a luxurious hospital.
After a few minutes of walking, Tetsujo arrived at the hospital room of her Wei Ya, Chiho.
At this time, Chiho was still lying on the pristine white hospital bed, sleeping soundly like a sleeping beauty.
Tetsujo tiptoed and pushed open the door, afraid of waking Chiho from her sleep.
Her Wei Ya was too weak; even after receiving the best medical treatment in the Imperial Capital, Chiho's body still felt like it was wasting away day by day.
Therefore, although Tetsujo really wanted to be intimate with her Wei Ya, she still stood quietly by Chiho's side, gazing at her face.
"Tetsujo Onee-san, you're here."
Chiho on the hospital bed showed a sweet smile.
"Ah ha, I'm sorry, did I wake you up...?"
Tetsujo clasped her hands together, apologizing sincerely.
"No, how could that be? I'm very happy to see Sister Tetsujo…"
Chiho's words were filled with joy. After her parents died in a plane crash, she had no relatives or friends. She was truly happy that Tetsujo came to visit her in the hospital, and a warm feeling would surge in her heart whenever Tetsujo was by her side.
Looking at the emaciated Chiho, Tetsujo forced a smile and then took out a doll she had sewn herself from her handbag.
Tetsujo turned around and directly put on a Mickey Mouse-like doll costume.
"Sister Tetsujo's clothes are so cute."
A brilliant smile bloomed on Chiho's face.
Tetsujo changed into various outfits in the ward, entertaining her Wei Ya for over an hour. Noticing the fatigue between Chiho's brows, Tetsujo packed up her things and left the room.
As she exited the room, she saw the bespectacled man, Kakizaki.
"Iga Izumi has something to discuss with you."
Kakizaki pushed up his black spectacles and led the way, taking Tetsujo to the chairman's office deep within the hospital.
"Does the chairman have something special to discuss with me?"
Tetsujo spoke flippantly, but she dared not be careless in her heart. The Sekirei Plan had entered its cruel third stage, and who knew what bad things Iga Izumi would make her do.
"You've done very well these past few days, clearing out many obstacles. You can rest assured, Chiho's condition is stable, at least… she's fine for now."
Iga Izumi had two band-aids on his face, which were abrasions he sustained during today's competition.
"Don't threaten me with Chiho, what exactly do you want to do?!"
Tetsujo frowned. These past few days, in order to treat Chiho's illness, she had killed too many innocent Sekirei according to Iga Izumi's instructions.
"If you want your Wei Ya to be safe and sound, you must help me with one more small favor…"
Iga Izumi said with an unpleasant expression.
"What favor?"
Tetsujo suddenly felt that this matter would be very tricky.
"You should be living in the same apartment as the North Wei Ya—Lin Feng. His Sekirei are too powerful, and today they have seriously affected my plan.
My request is simple: as long as you eliminate Lin Feng's Sekirei, I will no longer disturb your and your Wei Ya's lives."
After witnessing the terrifying power of Xiao Jie and Feng Hua during the artifact scramble, Iga Izumi had already realized that his biggest enemy was not Yu Zi Shang, not Zhen Tian Xi, and not even Yu Zhong Guang Ren, but Lin Feng, who possessed multiple single-digit Sekirei.
"Don't dream about it. Lin Feng's Sekirei are much stronger than me."
Tetsujo immediately gritted her teeth and refused. She and A Song had lived in Izumo Inn for so long; how could she lay hands on her friends? Even if they had to fight, it would be fair and square in the arena.
"Don't be so quick to refuse. You should think more about poor Chiho. If she, suffering from a serious illness, leaves this place, she probably won't live for more than two weeks!"
Kakizaki pushed up his black-rimmed glasses from the side, saying sinisterly.
Tetsujo's pretty face turned pale, as if her weak spot had been hit. She immediately said fiercely.
"You're threatening poor Chiho. Are you even human? And haven't you also witnessed the terror of single-digit Sekirei! They are not targets I can deal with."
"Haha, isn't there a most convenient way to deal with those Sekirei?"
A wicked smile appeared on Iga Izumi's face.
"What do you mean?"
Tetsujo looked at the somewhat frenzied Iga Izumi and suddenly had a bad premonition.
"Even if those Sekirei can fly to the heavens and burrow into the earth, a Wei Ya is still an ordinary person. As long as you kill Lin Feng, all the Sekirei he has feathered will cease to function!"
This was an important secret Iga Izumi had stolen from MBI. Due to the special structure of Sekirei bodies, once their Wei Ya dies, the Sekirei crests on their backs will disappear, and their bodies will enter a state of suspended animation.
"You are truly shameless! How can Sekirei battles involve the Wei Ya?!"
Tetsujo's face was cold. She hadn't expected Iga Izumi to propose such a malicious suggestion.
"I don't care how you see me! If you can't do it, Chiho will have to go through discharge procedures. I don't want to waste expensive resources on useless people."
Iga Izumi snapped his fingers, signaling his subordinates to escort her out.
...
On the other side, at Izumo Inn, after lunch, all the girls gathered around Lin Feng, playing card games.
Miya looked at Lin Feng's kind smile, feeling an inexplicable anger in her heart. Just seeing him embracing a group of women made her want to stab him directly with a wooden sword.
Miya touched her pretty face, somewhat confused as to why she felt irritated. She hadn't felt this way when Lin Feng first arrived at Izumo Inn, embracing women on both sides.
"Landlady, can you give me special training?"
Xiao Jie bounced innocently in front of Miya. The Sekirei Plan was nearing its end, and their fate would soon be decided by the strength of their fists.
"Xiao Jie is really hardworking. Then I'll help out."
Miya smiled gently and walked to the courtyard with Xiao Jie.
Xiao Jie first assumed a stance, her fists at her waist, her gaze sweeping over Miya, but she asked,
"Landlady, you've already felt love, haven't you? Why aren't you willing to feather?"
"Eh, how did you know?"
Miya narrowed her eyes at Xiao Jie. Recently, the core within her body had become increasingly restless. Could it really be reacting?
She carefully examined Xiao Jie's body, only to see a gentle and sweet smile on the other's face. That smile, full of maternal radiance, surprised Miya for a moment.
"You are… No. 08, Musubi!"
Miya's delicate brows furrowed, and the wooden sword in her hand swiftly slashed out.
The wind-like attack was blocked by Musubi's hands. She looked confusedly at the unfeathered Miya.
"No. 00… Why do you refuse to feather, refuse love?"
As Musubi spoke, she delivered a sharp kick.
"Don't say it, No. 8, my heart has already died with Asama Kenjin!"
With her emotional wound exposed, Miya for the first time drew the blade hidden within her wooden sword. No longer holding back as before, her body's speed suddenly increased, and the sharp blades she wielded even left afterimages.
Musubi's movements, however, were a step faster, twisting her body to dodge as the blade came down.
Miya felt unusually surprised, because the strength Musubi displayed with this body was even stronger than in their previous encounters.
Just as the two were fighting more and more fiercely, they saw the disheartened Tetsujo slowly walk in from the courtyard entrance.
"Oh dear, it looks like she's encountered some trouble."
After Miya sheathed her sword, she returned to her usual smiling expression, looking as if she didn't want to get further entangled with No. 8.
Musubi, knowing that Miya refused to undergo Winging due to the Doctor, realized she couldn't persuade her and fell back into a deep sleep.
When Xiao Jie opened her eyes again, she saw the landlady swinging a wooden sword, quickly and accurately hitting her forehead.
"Oh, what was I doing just now?!"
Xiao Jie pitifully rubbed the large bump on her head, having completely forgotten the incident of Musubi possessing her.
Author's Note:
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