Ironclad Group Chat: Red and Black Lists Engraved with Heroic Epics

[Star: No, this isn't called throwing a pebble, it's more like throwing a bomb into a pond!]

[Fireworks: Tsk tsk tsk, is this the terrifying umbrella-wielding person? I'm increasingly suspicious that she was just bluffing when she said March 7th disappeared. Hmm... she wouldn't be planning to pocket March 7th and keep it all for herself, would she?!]

[Phantom Photo: Absolutely right. As a yandere, not doing this would be an injustice.]

[Xia Die: What do you think of the title "I Became a Delicious Little Cake After Being Entrusted to a Yandere Witch"?]

[Sangbo: Update quickly, sisters! I can't sleep at night!]

[March 7th: Wait, the book title's already out?]

She was astonished by the unusual focus of the comments section. Shouldn't they be worried about the safety of the universe and Onphalus at this moment? Why did it sound like a grand gathering of amusement-seekers?

[March 7th: I'm not a little cake! Besides, the other me is helping me fulfill my wish, so I shouldn't be that possessive, right? Hiding me away and keeping me all to myself...]

—[Next up: "When Darkness Falls"]

A female voice sang a monosyllabic song with "ah ah ah" in a light yet eerie tone, as if an angel who could turn into a hideous demon at any moment was singing in the darkness.

March 7th frowned and groggily opened his eyes.

At this moment, the room she was in was like a dungeon, and a dungeon filled with torture instruments, ready to be tortured and interrogated at any time!

Where am I? Am I feeling unwell and resting on the train?

"You're awake? My March." A joyful voice came, and it was exactly the same as hers.

What does "...my March" mean?

On March 7th, when I turned around, I was surprised to find that even their faces were exactly the same!

But the crimson light shooting from those eyes looked as if they wanted to devour someone. March 7th shivered.

Where am I? Who is she? What happened? Did I wake up the wrong way?

Non-existent memories flooded my mind. Grayish-white images rushed in one after another.

When Pinocchio was fighting, there was Himeko carrying a chainsaw, Hoshino with her top hat flying, her composite bow fully drawn, and Nagayozuki whose face was hidden in the shadows beside her.

Did she appear at that time?

"What, don't you recognize me?" Seeing the fear on her face, Chang Yeyue bent down and waved her finger in front of her in a very "friendly" manner.

The scene shifts, revealing a sealed, bluish-purple crystal box enveloped in viscous black mud, resting on a pool of memory-like water. The entire scene is then eroded. The ominous metaphor is perplexing, but intuition tells you it's not a good sign.

But from then on, the memory of March 7th gradually resurfaced.

Not long ago, March 7th was still asleep on the giant stone slab. Changyeyue held an umbrella to shield her from the dark red rain, while leaning down and gently brushing her cherry lips with his fingers.

Before March 7th even began to suspect that she might be plotting something.

The memory immediately regressed to a much more distant place.

She stood on the sun-drenched streets of Ohmma, as if in a dream, everyone's faces blurred, yet she could still tell who was who.

Xing and Danheng rode on the Earth Beast, while Tibao, Tian, ​​and Tining flew by like little elves.

She quickly pressed the camera shutter, recording and checking off the photos with great enthusiasm.

Tibo flew to her side, grabbed her wrist, and with a whoosh, disappeared into the Hundred Realms Gate.

When she reappeared, she was standing beside the soaring Sky Titan. This time, she fought alongside Star, Aglaia, and Wan Di, among others. The crimson jellyfish became her loyal vanguard.

The beam of light from the Sky Titan swept down with a deafening roar. She drew her bow and aimed, but as she aimed, she caught a glimpse of that figure again out of the corner of her eye—that black version of herself.

[March 7th: What, what is all this about? I don't understand at all!]

[Dan Heng: It is known that March 7th cannot be discovered by others, as if she is in another world... So, this should be March 7th's dream, or a kind of longing for her, a longing to adventure with everyone and experience all the joys and sorrows together?]

[Black Tower: That's roughly it. After all, even Himeko, who clearly didn't enter Onpharos, was involved in that battle.]

In the blink of an eye, the world changed color, and the battle situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

March 7 looked around in horror. Himeko, Danheng, Tibao, Hoshi... everyone was lying lifeless in the ruins.

She stood there all alone, and to her astonishment, she discovered that her own eyes had turned blood red! Who was she? How could everyone...?

Fear began to fester in her heart. She couldn't accept such a devastating end!

"No, it can't be, this isn't, it's not..."

A shimmering white jellyfish drifted past her, and following its trajectory, she instinctively turned her head.

But in that turn, he found himself face to face with Chang Yeyue, who was floating down!

"Really?" Chang Yeyue reached out and pinched her pretty face, her crimson eyes looking down at her, the black umbrella shielding them both.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The eerie music suddenly swelled up three times.

A line of text appeared on the screen: Long Night Moon, the Hidden Silent Guest!

She scoffed, "Are you sure?"

[Star: Long Night Moon, so her name isn't Black Seven after all? That name is poetic, but it lacks any semblance of a train's character.]

[Huo Huo: This name is very nice. Oh, sorry, I forgot to ask, what are the special features of the train?]

[Star: Of course it's abstract! This name doesn't sound like Akivili at all!]

[Hanabi: Wow! Look at those movements, those eyes! They're so red they look like they want to eat someone alive! And their faces are so close, almost touching. Closer, closer! I want to see the most flexible muscle in a person's body mixed with salivary amylase, a tangled mess that's impossible to unravel!]

[March 7th: I don't want everyone to see that kind of thing!]

[False Image: So you're saying that if two people do it secretly, it'll be fine?]

[March 7th: No way!]

dong dong!

My heart was pounding on March 7th. Danger! Run!

Looking at the face so close to hers, alarm bells rang in her mind, but her body simply wouldn't obey her commands.

"March!" Xing suddenly appeared, grabbed her hand, and ran away.

March 7's brain had completely shut down due to a series of bizarre situations. Trusting his companions, he did not resist and followed along in the escape.

But she forgot that Xing had just been lying in the ruins. Was the lively person in front of her really her partner?

Changye Yue remained motionless, showing no intention of pursuing, and soon disappeared from sight.

Led by the stars, March 7th traversed the streets and alleys, as if the mechanical puppets along the way had come to life and surrounded and chased after him.

What's going on? Who are these guys? Why are they chasing her?

Before he could think it through, Xing's figure flashed rapidly like a mosaic. Sensing something was wrong, March 7 quickly stopped and broke free from her pull.

In the next instant, Xing revealed the true form of the iron golem, but by then, she was already surrounded.

"Ah!" She covered her mouth in panic and instinctively took a few steps back.

Bang.

My back was actually resting against something soft.

A crimson light flashed, and behind her was a long night moon shrouded in thin threads of black slime.