Wanjie Hotel: Iron Man is not allowed to charge

Chapter 318 Feng Shui Influence! (8K votes requested, please vote for me at least once a month)
After dinner, Wen Ming lay in the Shiranui-ryu Martial Arts Hall, happily feeling his body, but his mind was filled with thoughts of the hotel's recent upgrade.

After gaining the power of the Black Apple and the Bat of Laughter, the hotel experienced another upgrade.

Because of the immense power of the Black Apple, the resulting improvement is also quite considerable.

The traveler's activity range has been increased to 100 kilometers.

[You can draw upon the power of the White Tiger to withstand one fatal blow, with a maximum power limit of no more than three times your physical limits, twice a month.]

You can take three characters from the story universe without using a story character slot, but these characters must be characters that can be taken away.

……

These three upgrades alone made Wen Ming feel no less excited than if he had obtained Kryptonian blood.

First, there's the 100-kilometer free movement range. What this means is self-evident: the employees and time travelers of the Iron Hotel will be able to live more freely in the metaverse, instead of being confined to the hotel and unable to go anywhere.

Don't think that a 100-kilometer range isn't that big. If it were even twice that size, South Korea would be completely covered.

The most practical benefit is that it allows you to withstand two fatal blows a month, which is like having an extra life-saving charm.

This greatly relieved Wen Ming's anxiety.

The last new rule caught Wen Ming's eye.

Not needing to take up a character slot in the story also means that even if you don't become the male lead, you can still take three characters with you.

That felt so good!

In the future, we won't need to worry about the time travelers' opinions. We can take whoever we want... well, not yet. "This character must be someone who can be taken away." This means that characters like Aunt May from Spider-Man, Master Roshi and Krillin from Dragon Ball still cannot be brought into the metaverse.

We must continue our efforts and acquire even more powerful artifacts and immense power!
Wen Ming was so excited that he couldn't fall asleep, so he got up and went out into the yard.

Martial arts fanatic Andy is still diligently practicing the Shiranui style, but it's clear that while his talent is high, it's not exceptional. Whether in the King of Fighters universe or the Street Fighter universe, he's a second-rate fighter.

Wen Ming only watched for a short while before finding it boring. Just as he was about to turn around and go somewhere else for some fresh air, a sharp whistling sound came from the roof.

He paused slightly, and the next second he landed silently on the roof ridge like a ghost.

Under the moonlight, a slender figure sped across the rooftops, leaping toward the city center.

"interesting."

Wen Ming smiled slightly and chased after them, his figure as ethereal as smoke and mist.

His footsteps were lighter than a cat's, and the person in front of him was completely unaware. The two walked one after the other across a large part of the city, finally stopping in front of a brightly lit amusement park.

The figure landed lightly on the spire of the gift shop, her black bangs fluttering in the night breeze.

The amusement park was currently in its evening rush hour, with vendors' shouts and tourists' laughter creating a noisy sea. Everyone was looking up at the night sky—where dazzling fireworks were blooming.

As another cluster of fireworks exploded, the flashing light illuminated the face. When Wen Ming saw the other person's single purple eye, he paused for a moment, then activated his combat power detector.

"Jamie, have you guys rested?"

"boss?"

Cammy's excited voice came from the other end of the communicator, accompanied by a series of loud bangs in the background: "December Guard, ready to go at any time!"

"If it's convenient, I need to open a spatial rift; there's a slight problem here."

Cammy immediately exclaimed, "Convenient, very convenient, we're all... just a moment, okay, we're all dressed."

"Alright, get your gear on!"

Wen Ming did not open the spatial rift directly. Instead, he waited a few seconds before colliding his arms together to open the rift.

The next second, Cammy appeared in front of Wenming with the fully armed December Guard.

"boss!"

The thirteen girls saluted Wen Ming in unison.

Wen Ming nodded and pointed to the proud, solitary figure on the distant rooftop: "Do you recognize who that is?"

Cammy and the others looked in the direction Wen Ming was pointing, and their eyes immediately narrowed. That iconic purple-red prosthetic eye was truly unique, and its owner was even more famous!
"Han—Zhu—Li—"

The hustle and bustle of the amusement park was shattered by a furious roar.

Then came the screams of the tourists.

Wen Ming decisively ordered: "Protect the tourists!"

The mechs behind the December Squad simultaneously deployed, transforming into thirteen streaks of light that rushed towards the fire site in the amusement park.

Han Zhuli's maniacal laughter echoed through the amusement park: "Traitors! Did you think you could escape death by hiding here?"

A dozen fully armed mercenaries emerged from the shadows, ignoring the panicked tourists around them, and opened fire wildly. Bullets were deflected by an invisible wall of energy three feet away from Han Zhuli, and even a rocket-propelled grenade that came whistling through the air was kicked away by her with a whip kick.

"Ants!"

A burst of purplish-red battle aura erupted, and Han Zhuli, like a ghost, pounced into all the mercenaries.

Wherever it passed, flesh and blood flew everywhere.

In the blink of an eye, only one mercenary remained, having been slaughtered. He grabbed a tourist in terror, trembling as he pressed the muzzle of his gun against the hostage's temple, attempting to take him hostage in exchange for a chance to survive: "Don't come any closer!"

Han Zhuli's lips curled into a cruel smile, showing no regard for the hostages' safety. Her fighting spirit gathered in her palm: "Let's die together—"

The mercenary watched in despair as the purplish-red shockwave rushed towards him, his whole body trembling with despair.

At the critical moment, a blur flashed by, and the mercenary felt his hand lighten as the hostage vanished.

The next second, he was completely torn to shreds by Han Zhuli's violent fighting spirit.

The out-of-control fighting spirit did not stop there, but swept in all directions. The tourists screamed in terror and ran in all directions, but they were no match for the speed of the fighting spirit.

Just as the battle aura was about to engulf the crowd, a powerful force descended from the sky, forcibly compressing the rampaging battle aura into a space of ten meters square.

Han Zhuli looked up in surprise.

Under the golden full moon, a tall and slender figure stood in mid-air, exuding a powerful aura. His silhouette against the light made him look like a celestial being descended from the moon palace.

"who are you?"

Han Zhuli's purplish-red prosthetic eye spun wildly, trying to analyze the opponent's power, but all she got were question marks!
Seeing that her opponent could suppress her full-power battle aura to such a small area, her madness intensified: "No matter who you are, take this kick first!"

"A kick? I think you need a whipping!"

Wen Ming looked at the unruly woman, and a long, black whip appeared in her hand at some unknown time. With a snap, the whip, like a venomous snake, easily pierced through Han Zhuli's protective aura and struck her body.

"what--"

Han Zhuli's body trembled, her kicking leg froze in mid-air, and she instinctively covered her burning buttocks with both hands.

"you!"

The second lash followed immediately.

Filled with shame and anger, she ignored the burning pain and launched a side kick straight for her opponent's face, but her ankle was firmly caught.

"Snapped!"

As the third lash fell, Han Zhuli's voice was already trembling with tears: "Why? Why are you hitting me!"

"Just because you treat human life like dirt."

Wen Ming stared into her mechanical eye: "Even if you are a victim."

Han Zhuli's pupils suddenly contracted.

Looking into the other person's purplish-red eyes so close to his own, Wen Ming knew that she was a pitiful person like Jia Mi.

Han Zhuli comes from an elite family and won the national taekwondo championship at the age of 15, earning her the title of a genius beauty.

However, she has a father who is often investigating Yingluo and neglects his family, and a mother who likes to measure sacrifices in terms of money. Even in front of outsiders, her mother will loudly scold Han Zhuli without any regard for her dignity.

Growing up in such a high-pressure environment, Han Zhuli always suppressed herself until she was attacked by Shadow Assassins on her way to the airport with her parents. Her mother died on the spot, her father was kidnapped and killed, and Han Zhuli was shot in the left eye and brain by the assassin's bullet, falling into a deep coma.

The deaths of her parents, coupled with the indifference of those in power and the pain of losing her left eye, caused her to suffer from severe mental illness, and her personality gradually became extreme and violent.

At the age of 25, Han Zhuli joined SIN, the biological weapons division under Yingluo, and became an assassin under the command of Seth.

However, Han Zhuli's allegiance to Seth is not loyal to him. Instead, she plans to take control of SIN after Vega and Seth have fought to the death.

However, she was completely unaware of Vega's strength, and her overconfident plan couldn't withstand even three moves when faced with Vega's terrifying power.

Stop putting on airs!

A violent glint flashed in her eyes: "You high and mighty people, do you know what it feels like to watch your loved ones die right in front of you and be powerless to do anything about it?"

Do you know what it feels like to wake up with a bullet through your eye, in excruciating pain and despair, only to find the world turned upside down? You…

"Snapped!"

The fourth lash interrupted her words; the force was not heavy, but it carried an undeniable authority.

“I’m not pitying you, I’m lecturing you.”

Wen Ming's voice was calm and even, "You are not allowed to disregard the lives of ordinary people like this again. Although, you did protect that mother and child."

Perhaps she had gotten used to this sudden punishment, because this time Han Zhuli didn't even bother to cover her burning buttocks.

She looked in the direction that Wen Ming's whip tip was pointing.

Next to where he had just been standing, a boy was crying and shaking his unconscious mother—they had been at the very center of his aura outburst, yet miraculously remained unharmed.

She then noticed a ring of barely perceptible charred marks on the ground around the two of them, proof that their battle aura had been forcibly restrained and failed to spread.

"When...when..."

Han Zhuli looked at the mother and son, her violent aura lessened slightly, and a trace of confusion appeared in her eyes.

She was completely consumed by the urge to kill and hadn't noticed the innocent people at her feet.

However, they were clearly protected by their own fighting spirit.

Was this subconscious behavior really something I did?

Moreover, the way this little boy called for his mother...

Han Zhuli stared blankly at the little boy calling for his mother, lost in thought.

"So, you are not beyond help."

Before Wen Ming could finish speaking, he suddenly pulled Han Zhuli's ankle into his arms.

Caught off guard, Han Zhuli lost her balance, her long legs forced into a perfect standing split, her entire body almost pressed against Wen Ming.

She could clearly feel the deep, ocean-like aura emanating from the other person, completely different from her own violent fighting spirit.

And, a strong masculinity.

This made her somewhat lost in thought.

Wen Ming gently lifted her fair chin with the cold tip of his whip, forcing her to look directly into his eyes: "The Feng Shui Engine can give you power, but it cannot allow you to kill Vega."

Han Zhuli's purplish-red prosthetic eye suddenly contracted, and the data stream flickered wildly, trying to analyze the man in front of her, but all it returned was a bunch of question marks.

Han Zhuli's left eye is a device called "Feng Shui Guidance".

The Feng Shui Engine is a human enhancement device secretly developed by the most advanced technological forces in the Sethian underworld. Its purpose is to fight against Vega, the leader of Shadow Luo, and to prepare for his own betrayal.

Han Zhuli's Feng Shui Engine can not only greatly enhance the user's dynamic vision in a short period of time, but also strengthen the body's speed, strength and fighting spirit. It can also monitor the opponent's physical condition in real time, analyze their moves and digitize them to help the user predict the opponent's attack moves.

This feng shui engine gave her power far surpassing Chun-Li and Cammy.

"Can't kill Vega?"

Her voice carried a wavering she herself was unaware of. This was the sole purpose for which she had devoted herself to SIN and endured the transformation, yet it was now being so casually dismissed.

Wen Ming did not answer directly, but said, "I can heal your left eye and give you enough power to kill Vega."

However, when to kill him is entirely up to me.

"Humph!"

Han Zhuli suppressed the turmoil in her heart and turned her head away: "How do I know if you're lying to me? Besides, I don't believe you can be stronger than Yingluo's technological power, which gathers the world's top resources."

“Look who those people are.” Wen Ming pointed the tip of his whip at the chaotic scene in the distance.

Han Zhuli looked over, her eyes instantly freezing: "The December Guard?!"

Cammy and her December Guard were seen piloting red "Guardian Angel" mechs, efficiently extinguishing the flames everywhere.

Their movements were swift and precise, sometimes lifting collapsed walls with their bare hands, sometimes using energy barriers to protect panicked tourists.

What shocked her most was that one of the girls could lift a park cleaning vehicle that had overturned and weighed several tons with one hand, as easily as picking up a toy.

Han Zhuli recognized the other person, codenamed April.

According to Yingluo's internal documents, this person was clearly a support staff member known for his medical skills but ranked last in combat ability. Yet, he is now able to lift a cleaning truck weighing several tons with one hand.
"They... are just relying on the power of their mechs!"

Han Zhuli retorted defiantly, but her tone was no longer as certain as before.

The Feng Shui Engine's analysis module told her that the energy form contained in that mech was completely different from any technology she knew.

"Snapped!"

Another lash landed on the same spot, bringing a tingling, painful sensation.

Han Zhuli was instantly enraged, her eyebrows almost standing on end: "Don't you let people speak?! Why do you hit people so easily?!"

This humiliating form of punishment was far more unbearable for her than direct harm.

Wen Ming smiled slightly and released her ankle, as if the intimate contact had never happened.

"I'll only give you one night to think it over. If you've made up your mind, come find me at the Shiranui-ryu Martial Arts Hall, and I will grant you a new life."

His tone carried an undeniable certainty: "If you don't come at sunrise tomorrow, your eyes will remain like this forever, and your revenge will forever remain an unfulfilled dream." Before Han Zhuli could react, Wen Ming flicked his wrist, and the long whip, as if possessed by life, gently tapped her pert buttocks once more.

"what!"

Han Zhuli covered the area that had been attacked again, her face instantly turning bright red.

Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, she leaped backward more than ten meters, landing on another rooftop. Turning back, she glared fiercely at Wen Ming: "You just wait! I will definitely get my revenge!"

After uttering these harsh words, she vanished into the thick darkness of the night with a few flashes.

Wen Ming ignored Han Zhuli's blustering but cowardly threat and turned to look at Cammy and the others who had completed the initial rescue.

The fire has been brought under control, and the injured have received proper medical treatment.

He walked over and gave each of them a satisfied pat on the head: "Well done. I'll make you breakfast tomorrow morning."

"Yay! I get to eat the boss's breakfast again!"

Cammy cheered immediately. Having been reborn, she had long since shed the shadow of the assassin and returned to being a lively and lovely girl.

The other December members excitedly gathered around, offering suggestions all at once:

"Boss, it's still early tonight, how about we play some games together?"

"playing what?"

How about playing poker?

"Okay!"

The loser must take off a piece of clothing!

Wen Ming raised an eyebrow, looked at the group of eager girls, and laughed, "I'm afraid you don't have enough to take off."

"There are more of us!" the girls laughed, their voices full of energy.

"That's settled then, no backing out!"

"I'm afraid you won't dare to take it off then!"

……

In the shadows in the distance, Han Zhuli, who had returned, had not truly left.

She hid in a corner where the moonlight couldn't reach, watching the dozen or so people leave laughing and chatting like ordinary friends, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

Although she belonged to a different department from Shadow Luo and didn't have much contact with the December Guard, she knew very well how miserable the girls' childhoods were.

At most, Vega destroyed her family and one eye, but they were raised and transformed from childhood as emotionless killing machines, living in a true hell on earth.

Compared to the systematic torture, inhumane treatment, and human modification they endured, their own suffering is nothing...

Now, the other party has a completely different personality from when he worked under Vega, which makes her even more curious about that mysterious and powerful man.

"Shiranui-ryu Martial Arts Hall..."

She repeated the name softly, her crimson prosthetic eye flickering in the darkness, mirroring the turmoil in her mind.

In his intact right eye, the flames of revenge still burned, but it seemed that something else had mixed in.

She touched a spot that still seemed to throb slightly, bit her lip, and finally merged completely into the darkness, disappearing from sight.

……

Everyone was very busy that night.

While King of Fighters Dance is busy resolving Street Fighter Dance's inner conflict, Wen Ming is busy playing poker with the December Guard, and Ryu, the protagonist of Street Fighter, is immersed in unprecedented ecstasy—he is simultaneously facing off against fighters from King of Fighters and young Goku from the Dragon Ball world.

"not enough!"

Long's eyes burned with fierce fighting spirit, and he activated his Selfless Realm to its fullest extent: "Please continue to fight me!"

Faced with so many powerful opponents, Long wished he could fight without eating, drinking, or sleeping.

It's so cool!
In his own world, he needs to travel around constantly, working while searching for skilled opponents to fight.

And here, there are so many experts!
So cool!
However, the gap in strength is ultimately difficult to bridge.

Under the patient and persuasive guidance of Storm Goenitz, Long naturally became a hotel employee.
Being a man of honor, he immediately brought his best friend Ken into this wonderful family.

After being injected with three doses of the Super Soldier Serum, Red Boy and White Boy finally realized the power of the metaverse and the wonder of the multiverse, and fell into deep self-doubt.

"We have been practicing asceticism for more than ten years..."

Red Boy looked at his powerful fists, his voice hoarse.

Bai Hai smiled wryly: "These three needles are better."

If the serum could not impart the cultivation of "qi", they would probably have completely doubted the meaning of life.

While Red Boy and White Boy are struggling to adapt to their new bodies with the help of the King of Fighters, Heidern, the head of the secret service, is on a top-secret mission in the Street Fighter universe with agents including Leona, Clark, Ralf, Whip, Liang, Blue Marie, Vanessa, K', and Maxima.

However, this task required the use of a hotel employee.

"It's amazing."

Pandora stood atop the mountain, her spiritual power spreading like a spider web: "The fluctuations of Pandora's Box do exist in this universe. I can faintly sense its existence, but I cannot confirm its exact location."

The sensation was so faint that I almost doubted whether it truly existed.

"No need to rush."

Mary comforted her, saying, "The boss said that this thing may not even exist, and it's not even in the universe of the main Street Fighter series. Getting it is a matter of luck, and there's no need to force it if you can't get it."

……

In the crossover story of Street Fighter X Tekken, in addition to continuing the original storylines of the characters, Pandora's Box appears as the core mystery - whoever wins the final victory will get Pandora's Box.

However, the origin and function of Pandora's Box have remained a mystery for many years, with the only knowledge being that it possesses extraordinary power.

This mysterious artifact will trigger drastically different outcomes depending on who holds it:

The God of War gained unparalleled power.

Zangief and Rufus suddenly changed their appearance.

A powerful ghost encounters a crazy powerful ghost.

Ryu, as the "chosen one," was taken away by the magic box.

Guile encounters a mysterious bear teleporting.

Chun-Li and Cammy begin their investigation...

To complicate matters further, the ending Easter egg of the game "Asura's Wrath" reveals that 870 million years later, the Asura family is reincarnated and arrives in the Chun-Li era. One day, a meteorite suddenly falls from the sky, which is none other than "Pandora's Box" from outer space.

Thus, the three worlds are connected—Street Fighter, Tekken, and Asura's Wrath.

However, in the main universe, Pandora's box remains a legend, and Wen Ming didn't have much hope for it, just habitually taking chances.

Later, it was revealed in an officially approved comic that Pandora's Box was created by the mysterious girl Ingrid.

This important character, originally slated to appear after Street Fighter III, was one of the three who wielded "divine power." All three had awakened divine power, but they were not gods themselves. Ingrid's guardian deity was the Eternal Goddess.

Due to a poor gameplay experience with CAPCOM All-Stars, development was terminated, and two members were ultimately sidelined. Her character background was rewritten; she remains one of the Code Holders, but the power she wields has been changed from "Eternal Goddess" to "Natural Code."

Therefore, Ingrid cannot appear in some conventional themes, but from the dialogue in the plot, we can learn that Vega's powerful spiritual energy was actually stolen from Ingrid.

In the ending of Capcom Fighting Evolution, Ingrid defeated Ryu and then created Pandora's Box. The power of Pandora's Box attracted the attention of Akuma and Touken.

The storyline of Street Fighter has always been very messy and often retconns. It was only in Street Fighter 6 that they began to realize the need to form a complete Street Fighter unified universe.

Given such a chaotic background story, finding Pandora's Box is no easy task. Furthermore, Ingrid's character has a particularly disturbing aspect, one that Wen Ming finds most alarming:

Ingrid has the ability to travel through time, and she even breaks the fourth wall, just like Deadpool.

Faced with such an existence, Wen Ming preferred to remain cautious.

……

"No!"

Pandora clenched her pale fists tightly, her eyes gleaming with determination: "I must help the boss get Pandora's Box—this is the only opportunity I've been waiting for, the only one where I can make a 'unique contribution' to the boss."

Mary leaned against the rock wall, looking at her with envy: "I really envy you... for being able to find such a 'special' opportunity."

As for us, we can only do ordinary tasks and contribute our meager strength.

“The boss isn’t like that.” Sensing Mary’s disappointment, Pandora turned and took her hand, her voice soft yet firm. “In his eyes, there is no such thing as ‘ordinary’ or ‘special’—as long as it’s our intention, he will cherish it.”

She suddenly leaned closer, her lips almost touching Mary's earlobe, her breath warm: "Besides... you're his most 'favorite' agent."

Don't think I don't know—he loves going to your house, drinking with your father until late at night, and always "just happens" to be too drunk to go home… But tell me, does someone as strong as the boss really get drunk?

Mary's ears turned bright red, and she glanced nervously into the distance—Leona was wiping her dagger, Master Liang was looking up at the sky with her arms crossed, and Vanessa and Whip were talking about tactics in hushed tones.

Once she was sure no one was paying attention, she bit her lip and lightly punched Pandora: "You...you're not allowed to talk nonsense!"

Pandora giggled and leaped back to the mountaintop, closing her eyes to sense the fluctuations of Pandora's Box. Mary watched her swaying skirt, her thoughts drifting back to that scorching night…

……

"Wen Ming! You saved my life and gave Mary a bright future. This kindness... hiccup... I can never repay it in my lifetime!"

Mary's father, his face flushed, raised his wine glass and put his arm around Wenming's shoulder: "Mary! Tonight... we must let Brother Wenming drink to his heart's content!"

"Dad, you call the boss 'brother,' so what should I call him?" Mary, her face slightly flushed, continued pouring drinks for the two of them.

"You? You call me uncle!" Mary's father waved his hand dismissively, and Mary's face turned completely red. "I don't want to!"

The night after the first time they fleeced the giant snake, Mary's father extended a warm invitation to Wen Ming to come to their home, wanting to thank Wen Ming for saving his life.

Wen Ming, along with many employees and time travelers, came to Mary's house for a party, and personally cooked a delicious meal, ensuring that everyone enjoyed themselves.

At this time, Mary's father had not yet been injected with the super soldier serum by Wen Ming, so he quickly became drunk and confused. Before he got drunk, he did not forget to tell Mary to take good care of Wen Ming: "I...I can't take it anymore...Mary, you...you take care of Wen Ming for me...He's unhappy, you absolutely can't let him leave!"

Mary had just experienced an absurd breakup—her ex-boyfriend left her because he was afraid she would suffer the pain of losing him again in the future.

Although she couldn't get drunk because she had been injected with the Super Soldier Serum, Mary still kept drinking one glass after another.

It's not the wine that intoxicates, but the person themselves.

"Boss...am I such a failure?" She suddenly buried her face in Wen Ming's shoulder and burst into tears. "So many years of feelings...it turns out it was all just my own wishful thinking..."

Wen Ming sighed softly. Even he thought the reason for the breakup was outrageous. What was the point of him going through all that trouble?
It would be better to let Mary live on in remembrance.

However, since the employee was upset, Wen Ming naturally wanted to comfort her. So he held Mary and gently patted her back, like soothing a wounded cat.

Who knew this shot would be taken so far—

"vomit--"

Mary vomited all over him.

Although I don't get drunk, I drink way too much.

"I'm sorry! Boss, I..." She frantically tried to wipe it off, but the stain only got bigger. Finally, in despair, she grabbed him and said, "Let's go to my room and take a shower. I'll find you some clean clothes."

"it is good."

As the two walked up the stairs one after the other, Shermie, in the corner of the living room, nudged Mature beside her with her elbow:

"Bet a month's mission bonus? Mary is definitely doing this on purpose."

"I bet they'll be 'washing' until dawn."

"Should we retreat first?"

"Why withdraw?" Mai Zhuo smiled, "Some atmospheres... are more exciting precisely because they need an audience."

……

Upstairs in the room, Wen Ming had just taken off his clothes to take a shower when Mary suddenly rushed in, covering her mouth: "Ugh, no, I feel like throwing up again, ugh..."

Wen Ming, disregarding his need to shower, patted her back tenderly: "If you can't drink alcohol, then drink less. Even though you've been injected with serum, don't... um... what are you doing?"

Wen Ming looked down and saw that Mary was also looking up at him. Then, Mary stood on tiptoe.

"Boss, I did it on purpose!"

"You don't regret it?"

"I won't regret it, I'll make him regret it!"

"Shall we shower together?"

"Don't move, I'll help you apply shower gel. I want you to enjoy yourself."

……

"Found it, the fluctuation of the magic box, let's go to the next location."

At the mountaintop, Pandora suddenly opened her eyes, a mysterious smile curving her lips.

Mary, who was recalling that passionate night, was suddenly awakened and immediately felt her cheeks burning.

I actually got distracted at a time like this!

Mary glanced quickly at everyone, and when she realized that no one was paying attention and everyone's eyes were on Pandora, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then she squeezed her legs together again.

No, I have to finish this quickly, I need to go see the boss in a bit!

I want to drink with my uncle again.

……

P.S.: Requesting the guaranteed monthly votes at the beginning of the month, and continuing to draw throughout the month~
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