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Chapter 431 The Enemy Is Instinct

"Solve your own problems!"

"I will save my world!!"

As the girl shouted, she launched her Nth attack with great momentum. The speed of her scissors' strikes increased to a new level, drawing terrifying arcs of light, as if they were indestructible and could cut through anything.

"Blood, let's go!"

Whoosh!
The fist, accompanied by a whirlwind, slammed out like a pile driver. The massive black shadow rapidly enlarged in Ryuko's vision, and an irresistible force crushed the slash into fragments before slamming heavily into her body.

With a thud, she was sent flying, her body spinning and tumbling across the open ground. Just like before, rocks shattered and flew everywhere, and the expanding dust polluted the air.

This time, however, she didn't get up again.

"Has he reached his limit?... But to actually name his clothes 'Blood'? How pathetic..."

Jagi recalled the name Liuzi had just called out and couldn't help but look at her with a strange expression, making a comment.

However, compared to physical magicians naming their muscles, Mikazuki Yozora naming her air friends, band vocalists naming the stones they find, and Ryuko naming her clothes, they are still a bit far from reaching their level.

"You are the least qualified to say such a thing!"

The girl holding the scissors, who had been lying on the ground unable to move, panting and exhausted, unable to utter a single word, suddenly felt a surge of strength within her body upon hearing this and shouted with a flushed face.

Although she has decided that she will take care of the troubles in her own world and help others like Jagi in the future, it's better not to learn from his attitude.

"Besides, isn't the name 'Fresh Blood' quite good? This guy only woke up because he drank my blood, so let's call him Fresh Blood!"

"Divine Robe in Blood!"

The black and red sailor uniform, which had transformed back to its original form from its battle suit, seemed to sway slightly in a good mood upon hearing Ryuko's words. The collar stood up like a pair of horns, and a faint smile was revealed in the eye-shaped pattern.

"Ryuko... are you talking to your clothes?"

Looking at this scene, Shana suddenly realized something.

"What, what's wrong?"

Ryuko's cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. At first, she thought she was hallucinating, because no one else had noticed anything during the process.

But as she wore the "blood" costume longer and longer, the voices she heard became clearer and clearer, and she became more and more certain of them—

This sailor uniform is truly alive!

This is indeed true!

"Ryuko introduced my name to everyone properly, that's great!"

"So long-winded!"

The girl heard the rustling of clothes again.

Unlike a newborn baby who is ignorant and clueless, "Blood" is communicating with Ryuko for the first time, but his tone and way of thinking are very reliable.

While it might seem strange to ordinary people to talk to clothes and give them names, it's perfectly normal for Flame Haze.

After the contract was signed, the artifact, imbued with the will of the Crimson Lord, contained far more strange things than clothing—pendants, books, masks, knots…

The only difference between Flame Haze and the Divine Armor is that the conversation between Flame Haze and the Divine Armor can be observed by others, while the conversation between Ryuko and Senko can only be heard by themselves.

"Is it the same as my relationship with Alastor...? Then you two are partners from now on."

Shana nodded and said seriously, "Since we're partners, we need to trust each other wholeheartedly."

Ryuko paused slightly, then nodded, a bright smile spreading across her face. "Of course."

"You're just saying nice things; in reality, you're not wearing any blood at all."

Suddenly, Chan Yishen spoke up, mercilessly criticizing his daughter. No one understood the power of blood better than him; it was definitely not just what Liu Zi had just displayed.

Even if he wasn't as strong as a monster like Jagi, he shouldn't have been defeated in one blow, and the energy expenditure shouldn't have been so enormous.

"You obtained the divine garment, yet this is all you can do? Ryuko!"

Seeing Ryuko's pale face due to excessive blood loss, Tsumugi once again spoke with unusually sharp words.

"Your divine garment has not truly awakened yet; you are currently merely a mindless physical body wrapped in the divine garment!"

"Yes, the doctor is right! I can only exert my power when Ryuko is wearing me! But Ryuko hasn't put me on yet."

The gap between the blood-red skirt and top transformed into a mouth-like shape, opening and closing as if in agreement.

"I'm wearing it!"

The girl clutched the straps of her sailor uniform, angrily saying, "Stop saying such stupid things! Am I not wearing you right now, but completely naked?! I've been suppressing my shame and barely managed to get this far..."

"Too young, too naive."

Jagi gave a cold laugh, raised a finger and shook it, "I think you really don't understand anything! Can't you even do something as simple as putting on clothes? Is there anyone in this world who would resist the clothes they wear and feel ashamed of a part of their body?"

"You, you mean..."

A strange feeling suddenly arose in Ryuko's heart.

Before today, she was just a wild, unruly girl with no one to care for her. How come, in just one day, it's as if she suddenly has three big dads on her head, who want to control everything she does?

One is a biological child, one is a child you just met but not related by blood, and the other is something you are wearing on your body called blood.

Jagi, covered in blood, hadn't discussed it at all, but the three of them shouted in unison, "Take it off! Take everything off! Only by becoming naked can you truly put on the divine garment!"

"evil…"

A girl wielding a katana quietly moved a little further away from them. Although she could understand what they meant, such words were simply inhuman.

To put it simply, Ryuko and Senko are currently two different individuals, at a stage where "humans are humans and clothes are clothes," and they haven't truly merged together. If she were to travel to another world now, Senko probably wouldn't be able to go with her.

Only when she reaches the state that "humans and clothing are inherently one," can she truly master the power of the divine garment and cease to be separate entities. To reach this state, she must overcome the shame she feels when transforming. "I, I,...I!"

Under the simultaneous pressure of the two people in front of him and his own clothes, Ryuko seemed to have broken down, only able to repeat one word over and over again. His cheeks burned as if they were being boiled, and steam seemed to rise from the top of his head. Finally, in despair, he shouted:
"I can't do it! It's so annoying!"

The girl unleashed unprecedented speed, even surpassing her transformed speed. She shoved her father aside, revealing herself to be a shy girl, and fled in panic.

Although she understood that only by becoming naked and wearing the divine garment could she be completely one with it, representing that blood would become her skin, and that they would truly be united!

But how could we possibly overcome this so easily?
What a bunch of people who talk without understanding the situation!

"mofofofo~...If you can't do it now, then let's have some special training! Human adaptability is terrifying. As long as you practice enough times, Ryuko will soon turn into the shape of blood..."

Jagi laughed loudly with his hands on his hips behind him. Ryuko really makes you want to tease her. The contrast between this girl who looks very boyish and her shy expression is quite cute.

"That's true... but let's wait until tomorrow. Enough has happened today."

As he watched his daughter run away, Chan Yishen smoothed his hair and revealed a deeply emotional expression. Although everything that happened today was beyond his expectations, it seemed to be developing in a positive direction.

He didn't want to delve any further into the matter of these two mysterious figures who had suddenly appeared—they were his daughter's friends and had helped Ryuko, and that was enough.

He asked himself, and he thought that over the years, his judgment of people had been quite accurate. With these two people around, Liuzi wouldn't have any major problems.

As for Shana, she could only say that she was powerless to help in this situation.

Ryuko will probably have a tough time after this, right? But that's a necessary step on the path to becoming stronger...

Shana's true inner thought was—thankfully I don't have to be half-naked when I transform, otherwise I would look terrible.

"Shana, what are you daydreaming about?"

Jacques waved his hand in front of her to make sure she had come to her senses, then began to put pressure on her without holding back:
"Even if you can't use your free-flowing techniques here, you still have the strength to defeat Needle Eye Sewing, right? But in the end, you had your coat and katana taken away. If I hadn't come, would you have been beaten to your knees on the spot? Or are you planning to play the low-health comeback trick? Do you even understand how to play this game?"

"Well, it's not Shana's fault, I also..."

Alastor said with some self-reproach, he hadn't expected that there would be such life forms as fiber people in this world. Their heads could be reattached after being cut off. Really, there's a limit to jokes!
However, regardless of the circumstances, it is undeniable that his carelessness as an assistant led to his contractor being ambushed and endangered, and he bears some responsibility for this.

"God of Heavenly Punishment, shut up!"

The man, who had once performed as the drummer for the band Polaris, looked down at the Crimson Demon and rebuked him:
"If you were any more powerful, capable of defeating the entire Crimson World with the power of a god, would Shana still need to worry about so much, constantly getting humiliated every time she appears? Don't tell me you're too old and past your prime; you have to keep training until you're old!"

"Especially you are the one who needs the most practice! But what have you been doing all this time?"

"Ugh, how scary..."

God of Divine Punishment, Alastor, can no longer rise again.

"No, please don't say that about Alastor, it's all my fault..."

It was extremely rare that even the Flame Haze warriors, whose mouths were harder than katanas, became timid, lowered their heads slightly, and looked somewhat disappointed. They were already short, and now they looked even smaller.

There was no other way; she had to admit, undeniably, that if Jacques had arrived even a moment later, the consequences would have been unimaginable…

"Of course, you played poorly this time!"

He glanced at Shana unexpectedly, and not hearing that familiar three-part greeting again, he sensed that if the pressure increased, Shana might secretly touch the little pearl. Jagi softened his tone slightly, but still said:
"Starting tomorrow, you and Ryuko will undergo special training together! Start practicing basic swordsmanship from scratch!"

……

the next morning.

"What, you want to try on the divine garment? Not blood, but a new garment made by me?"

"Yes, yes, the Divine Cloth is invincible! The Divine Cloth insults the Saint Cloth! I've been a loyal fan of the Divine Cloth for twenty years..."

After pondering for a while, Chan Yishen realized that Jia Ji, the man before him, had saved his and his daughter's lives; no amount of repayment could be too much…

Just as Jia Ji was overjoyed, thinking he could drastically improve his fashion sense and make his style skyrocket!
The person in front of me, entangled in a robe, suddenly changed his demeanor, and the lines of his face became rougher and more angular. "But I refuse! One of the things I love to do most is to say 'NO' to those who think they can do it!"

—None of the above scenarios occurred—

However, Chan Yishen still refused the request.

First, his hands, a gift from heaven, have only ever been used to sew clothes for girls, and the divine garment was made specifically for his own daughter.

Secondly, the life fiber required to sew the divine garment is of an extremely high grade, and he didn't have any left over. Otherwise, why would his final work be just a sailor uniform with very little material? Of course, it's because of XP... cough cough, of course, it's because high school girls have to wear sailor uniforms!
Thirdly...

"Your fashion sense is beyond saving."

Shana, who was engaged in a fierce sword duel with Ryuko, took a moment to reply.

Clang clang!
Ryuko, who had parried the flaming katana, took a moment to shout, "It's alright. No one would find it strange if a beast walked naked on the street."

The two of them had very strong opinions.

Chan Yishen hesitated for a moment, looked at Jia Ji who was dressed but whose strong upper body was almost entirely exposed, and slowly said, "Once, in order to rebel against the Ghost Dragon Academy, I secretly established an organization. It should be very suitable for you."

"What?"

Ryuko was shocked again.

"Dad, how many things are you still hiding from me?"

Ignoring his daughter, he said in an impassioned tone, his fists clenched, "Go join NUDIST BEACH!"

If NESTS is the men's wardrobe, then the women's wardrobe is in Kiryuin's house. As for NESTS BEACH... because wearing clothes could lead to being controlled by the Life Fiber, every warrior in the BEACH walks around completely naked.

As the name suggests, it is a paradise for perverts.

"Sorry, I'm just a gentleman, not a pervert! And I really do need combat life fibers..."

Since the plan to fleece people from the group has failed, only one target remains—

"The enemy is instinctive, go!"

(End of this chapter)