Wait, why is this blond guy a lolicon?

Before long, apart from Jiang Ling, no one else was standing on the field.

The previously arrogant thugs all fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

Task progress: 50%

"Phew..." Jiang Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

He could easily take down more than a dozen thugs with one hand, so it seems that even if his fighting ability isn't the strongest, it's still in the top tier.

He withdrew his arm and gently placed Miyu back on the ground. For some reason, he felt a subtle sensation on the forearm where she had just sat—a thin layer of sweat from her body heat coming into contact with the air.

The mission is almost complete; all that's missing is a "powerful hug."

"Miyu," Jiang Ling looked down at the still-shaken girl and asked directly, "What would happen if I hugged you tightly?"

"Eh...ah?" Li Meiyu raised her misty eyes, as if she had just come back to her senses from the intense scene.

Immediately, a blush rose to her cheeks, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and she stomped her foot in embarrassment and annoyance:

"Hmph! You, you piece of trash! You stinking blondie! As expected... as expected, you were plotting against Miyu! Disgusting! Pervert!"

She covered her burning face with her hands.

"This is such a hassle."

"Huh? What do you mean? Do you think Miyu is troublesome?" Li Miyu immediately looked up as if she had been pricked by a needle.

"Li Meiyu, you are now my maid, which means you are my personal property. How I deal with you is naturally up to me."

Jiang Ling remained indifferent, deliberately using a sarcastic tone as she said, "Asking for your opinion is just a formality."

He thought that the proud young lady, who had been neglected by her family for many years, was arrogant and haughty.

They cannot tolerate their self-esteem being trampled on.

What just happened should have increased her favorability quite a bit, otherwise Li Meiyu wouldn't have acted like a little bird clinging to someone and only said a few words of mild scolding.

These hurtful words at this moment not only provide an excuse for the upcoming hug, but also severely dampen her newly formed goodwill.

This can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

Sure enough, Li Meiyu bit her lower lip in anger, her thin lips pressed into a thin line, and cursed:

"You stinky blondie! You bastard! Who's your personal property?! You pervert! You really think you're the master? I'm telling you, if Miyu gets serious, she could crush you with one finger, really!"

Jiang Ling curled her lips into a smile. It seemed that her plan had worked. A few easy words had made Mei Yu jump up and down.

However, he did not realize that Li Meiyu's heart was beating incredibly fast at that moment.

That possessive declaration and commanding tone, though she verbally resisted, seemed to have triggered a hidden switch in her heart.

This feeling of being forcibly declared "belonging" gave her a strange sense of being needed, and a certain indescribable emotion quietly awakened, causing her heart to race uncontrollably.

Jiang Ling, unaware of Mei Yu's inner turmoil, pressed her advantage, lightly hooking Mei Yu's delicate chin with her index finger, forcing her to lift her face:

"Miyu-chan, do you still think of yourself as that high and mighty young lady? No, that's all in the past."

Now you are nothing more than a servant girl who was once as insignificant as dust in your eyes.

Besides this spoiled brat's temper, what else do you have now?

"You stinky blondie! Disgusting! Vulgar! Meiyu hates you the most!" Li Meiyu lowered her head and cursed incoherently, her voice trembling almost imperceptibly.

Perhaps it was only at this moment that she realized that the high and mighty young lady had truly been reduced to a lowly servant of a yellow-haired commoner.

But why... do I not dislike it deep down?

Why is my heart beating so fast? Even though it's a shift in status from high and mighty to lowly and mundane, I don't reject becoming someone's personal property...

Or rather... his personal belongings.

Li Meiyu was unaware.

All she knew was that the once high-and-mighty young lady, who seemed to live a glamorous life, was actually nothing more than a manipulated walking corpse, with a self-destructive heart hidden beneath her arrogant mask.

Instead, she made up her mind and resolutely left the group for the next few days.

Even after becoming a prisoner in the stinky yellow-haired prison, she still felt more strongly about life than she had in the previous ten years – ah, so this is what it feels like to be alive?

My mind went blank, and my cheeks were burning hot.

Li Meiyu, embarrassed and annoyed, weakly punched Jiang Ling's chest with her small pink fist.

Have they come to hate me so much that they've resorted to violence?

My impression of him must have plummeted to rock bottom, right?

Jiang Ling smiled and thought, "Plan works!"

Task progress: 60%

"Miyu-chan, besides Master and Kexin, no one in this world cares about you." Jiang Ling lifted her chin again, forcing her to look him in the eye.

"Look into my eyes and say from the bottom of your heart: 'Thank you, Master.'"

Her beautiful eyes instantly filled with tears, and her cheeks turned as red as ripe apples.

isn't it?

Unexpectedly, just a few words made Li Meiyu blush so much that she almost cried.

Jiang Ling was stunned for a moment, then lowered her hand.

They stopped bullying Li Meiyu.

After all, his goal was to lower people's favorability, not to bully them.

That's enough.

"snort……"

Li Meiyu bit her lower lip, raised her watery eyes, and stubbornly turned her head away, "You stinky blondie! I...I won't tell!"

"Never mind then, whatever you want."

"Hmph... you stinky blondie, don't think Miyu is ungrateful!"

She suddenly mumbled softly, her voice barely audible, "You...you protected Miyu, so...thank you..."

Jiang Ling was a little surprised and rubbed her little head: "Meiyu, has your brain been fried?"

"Pah! You're the one who's out of your mind! Miyu just... just doesn't want to be looked down upon! Understand?"

Li Meiyu pinched his forearm in embarrassment and anger.

suddenly.

Her fair cheeks flushed bright red in an instant.

dong dong dong...

Just then, a rhythmic, unsettling sound came from behind.

Immediately, alarm bells rang in my mind.

[Passive Skill - Killing Intent Perception] has been activated!

A glimpse of a blindingly cold light caught my eye out of the corner of my eye, and my body reacted before my brain could process it.

In the blink of an eye.

【Zawarudo!】

Time pauses for 0.5 seconds!

He grabbed Li Meiyu and suddenly dodged to the side.

Swish!

A sharp, whistling sound pierced the air as a gleaming samurai sword slammed down onto the marble table where it had just been positioned.

Jiang Ling pulled Li Meiyu close, barely managing to turn to the side.

boom!

A solid table made of high-purity marble, at least half a meter thick, was actually cleaved in two by a samurai sword!

Jiang Ling: ?

Holy crap, where did this Yamato Superman come from?

The flying debris hurtled towards the two of them, but was completely blocked by Jiang Ling's sturdy body.

tick, tick...

Marble fragments embedded themselves in the flesh, piercing capillaries, and drops of blood flowed out.

Upon seeing blood, Li Meiyu's flushed face turned deathly pale.

Her fair legs trembled like a leaf, and she collapsed to her knees with a thud.

Immediately afterwards, another sharp, cold light flashed, heading straight for Jiang Ling's head.

Time Stop is cooling down...

This time, Jiang Ling did not hesitate and immediately used "100% bare-handed catching of a blade"!

bump!

The steel blade was firmly held between his two fleshy hands, stuck between his clasped palms and unable to move.

Immediately, Jiang Ling raised her leg and kicked the man holding the knife, sending him flying several meters.

The man steadied himself in mid-air and landed steadily on the ground near the doorway.

"Interesting. No wonder you were able to beat Zi Chuan to a pulp. Your reflexes are pretty good."

Jiang Ling took a closer look.

A man dressed in traditional swan-style clothing stood at the entrance. His fair complexion made him look less like a seasoned warrior and more like a novice just starting out in his career.

Two simple white sheaths were attached to his waist; just by looking at the texture, one could tell that the material was high-quality ebony.

As for the knife at his waist?

One was held in his hand, while the other was deeply embedded in the marble.

This guy... is a dual-wielder. He threw the first sword at me, and even though it was dodged, it easily sliced ​​through the thick marble.

If you can't catch a blade barehanded, the second knife that catches him while he's stunned will definitely cut off his head.

"I've run into an extraordinary person," Jiang Ling cursed under his breath.

Although the number of talented and extraordinary people is extremely small, the probability of encountering one is not zero.

The term "extraordinary person" refers to someone who is different from ordinary people; it is a general term for all beings who possess power beyond that of ordinary people.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Masaki Isshin. I was born in Kyoto and belong to the Masaki Kendo family. I am 21 years old, unmarried, and live at No. 13, Kosei-dori Street, Ishibuki..." Masaki Isshin's fair smile was as gentle as a spring breeze.

Just by looking at his appearance, you can tell that this guy is a real hidden talent.

Who would have thought that the seemingly insignificant Lu Zichuan would have such an extraordinary boss behind him?

Jiang Ling knew that she absolutely could not show weakness at this moment, and she had to pretend that she had someone backing her up.

The clouds are light and the breeze is gentle...

Therefore, Jiang Ling did not make any move and looked at him with a calm gaze.

The two of them just looked at each other like that.

"Head...Minister! Minister! You've finally come... Waaah!" Lu Zichuan cried as if he had seen his own father, rushing to Yixin's trouser leg.

"Get out!" Ma Sheng's expression turned cold as he kicked away Lu Zichuan, who was crying bitterly.

If looks could kill, Lu Zichuan would have died a hundred times over.

Lu Zichuan immediately shut up, not saying another word, and lowered his head like a quail.

"Hmph." Ma Sheng, no longer concerned about him, smiled at Jiang Ling:

"May I ask your name?"

Jiang Ling said calmly, "My name is Chen, and my given name is Yi."

In any case, it is always a foolish thing to voluntarily reveal your real name.

As for Chen Yigeigei... private Marseille!

"Chen Yi?" Ma Sheng nodded, then asked, "Brother Chen, do you have a given name?"

"The people of Daxia migrated there after the 'surname change movement,' and they did not have day names."

"Interested in joining Ryuya Manji?"

"no."

"Okay," Ma Sheng nodded, giving him a meaningful look.

Then, with a nonchalant air, he stepped forward, pulled out the samurai sword that was stuck in the marble table, and dragged the half-dead Lu Zichuan away.

Jiang Ling: ?

This scene surprised Jiang Ling.

No way, they just left without a trace?

However, this is also good, because if we really fight, I estimate my chances of winning are at most 50%.

After all, the other party had a knife, and he was at a natural disadvantage because he didn't have Armament Haki.

Seeing that Ma Sheng had really left, Jiang Ling breathed a sigh of relief and looked down at the trembling Mei Yu.

"Stinky...stinky blondie, Meiyu...Meiyu faints at the sight of blood..." Li Meiyu closed her eyes tightly, her trembling little hands gripping his clothes.

So cute~

"Hurry up...hurry up and stop the bleeding..." she urged, her eyes half-closed, seeing the still bloody stains on his back.

"666." Jiang Ling was speechless. She reached out and picked off the small pebble embedded in her skin. "Do you think I'm covered in platelets, that I can stop bleeding just like that?"

"What should I do... Miyu doesn't dare to open her eyes..."

"Then call and ask..."

Just as Jiang Ling was about to suggest that she call a car to go home, a nameless urge of heat suddenly rose in her lower abdomen.

Oops... I almost forgot that "catching a blade barehanded 100% of the time" has side effects!

He absolutely needs to find a beautiful woman to woo!

But where are the beautiful women nowadays... However, there is one named Miyu.

After a moment of silence, he glanced at the system panel.

Task progress: 60%

Fine, I might as well speed up the progress all at once, but that would probably make Li Meiyu completely loathe... or even hate me, right?

After much hesitation, I finally decided on Big Head Son and Small Head Dad.

"Miyu, I've said it before... you are my personal possession."

Li Meiyu, who was urging him on, suddenly felt her heart skip a beat, and her chattering mouth instantly fell silent.

That strange feeling has returned...

Then, Jiang Ling lifted her up in his arms, swallowing hard.

Thump thump thump... Li Meiyu's heart was pounding wildly.

Her petite body nestled into a warm, firm embrace, as if a tightly closed door had been forcibly pried open.

"You stinky blondie...you bastard! What, what do you want to do to Miyu while she's in danger?!" She blushed deeply, covering her eyes with her small hands, but she couldn't muster any strength to resist, her body trembling slightly.

A pleasant scent of perfume wafted into his nostrils.

Her adorable face, her smooth twin tails, her cake-like sweet body... all of these challenged his reason and tempted him relentlessly.

Jiang Ling took a deep breath, steeled her resolve, and tightened her arms, pressing their bodies close together like lovers in the throes of passion.

"Eh—!" Li Meiyu's mind went blank, and she only felt a dizzying temperature coming from the spot where her chest was pressed tightly together.

Her ears were filled with his hot breath, and his strong arms supported her body.

She was clearly being taken advantage of by that annoying blond guy.

But why... does a complex and indescribable feeling well up in my heart?

Her half-closed eyes shimmered with tears, and her breathing became rapid involuntarily.

So peaceful... so warm.

Like someone who has been adrift at sea for too long finally finding a safe harbor, this was the first time she had felt such warmth and security from someone other than Kexin.

Peace of mind duse~

Task progress: 100%

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained "Conqueror's Haki" (Beginner).]

Upon hearing the system notification, Jiang Ling almost burst into tears.

It's finally over!