Comprehensive anime illustrations, but all the beautiful girls in the group chat want to pay for you

"steal."

Patchouli corrected coldly, the jeweled hair ornament in her purple hair trembling slightly with anger.

Marisa pretended not to hear and winked at Zhou Yuan:

"By the way, who are you, brother? You can actually subdue the runaway Patch, that's amazing~"

She deliberately dragged out the ending sound.

"Could it really be hers—"

"Shut up!"

Patchouli's roar made the ancient books on the bookshelf rustle. A beam of purple magic whizzed past Marisa's ear, leaving a charred mark on the wall.

Zhou Yuan raised his hands helplessly:

"Just an unlucky guy passing by."

He glanced at Patchouli's angry red cheeks, then looked at Marisa's sly smile, and suddenly felt his head hurt even more.

What is the relationship between these two people?

............................

"Come to think of it, you're pretty strong, little brother~"

Marisa, who had just been untied, immediately jumped up and down and poked Zhou Yuan in the ribs with her elbow without any hesitation.

The brass buckles on her black boots jingled as she moved, and a few scraps of magic rope were stuck in her golden hair.

"That magic of yours pulled me back from the air in a flash! It's amazing!"

She had no girlish reserve at all, and her whole body was almost sticking to Zhou Yuan.

The wide brim of the black witch's hat occasionally rubbed Zhou Yuan's cheek, carrying the scent of sunshine and grass.

God knows what smell this guy picked up while riding around on a broom all day.

"Okay..."

Zhou Yuan calmly took a half step back, recalling the scene of Marisa madly fleeing in the sky on a broomstick, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"But you can run pretty fast..."

It was like trying to catch a deranged golden snitch; its flight path was completely un-aerodynamic.

Several times she even hung upside down on the broom and made faces at him, almost causing Zhou Yuan's magic to hit Patchouli who was chasing after her.

"Hahaha~"

Marisa suddenly threw her head back and laughed, the star ornament on the brim of her hat dancing happily with her movements.

A sly glint flashed in her golden eyes, and she suddenly leaned close to Zhou Yuan's ear:

"Since you think so, then, buddy, why don't you be my sex buddy?"

"Oh... sure..."

Zhou Yuan responded reflexively, then suddenly realized something was wrong and took a big step back as if he had been electrocuted.

"Huh?! What did you just say?!"

His voice suddenly rose an octave, almost shaking the dust off the library's ceiling.

Patchouli, who was arranging the bookshelf, suddenly turned her head, her amethyst-like eyes widened, and the ancient book in her hand fell to the ground with a "click".

Marisa tilted her head as if nothing had happened, her black boots scraping against the floor.

"That's what it means literally~"

She counted on her fingers.

"Look, you can do magic, and I understand magic too; you can fight, and I'm not bad either; and most importantly—"

She suddenly took a quick step forward, so close that Zhou Yuan could count the number of her eyelashes:

"Didn't you just agree?"

"I didn't hear clearly!"

Zhou Yuan stepped back in panic, his back hitting the bookshelf with a bang.

Several heavy magic books hit him on the head, but he didn't care about the pain.

"Eh~ How boring..."

Marisa pouted, puffing out her cheeks like a child who didn't get candy.

"Even Patch said you were very capable..."

Patchouli screamed as a purple lightning bolt struck her.

Marisa laughed and jumped away, her black skirt spreading out like bat wings.

"I'm just kidding, but—"

She nimbly climbed onto the windowsill and winked at Zhou Yuan.

"Think about it!"

Before she finished her words, she had already rushed into the night on her broom, leaving only a string of silver bell-like laughter echoing in the library.

Zhou Yuan stood there in a daze, with a copy of "Advanced Spell Analysis" on his head, while Patchouli was staring at him with murderous eyes.

(Am I being teased?)

Zhou Yuan touched his nose and suddenly felt that coming to the library today might have been a wrong decision.

Chapter 85 Musashi: Master, I’m here to save you!

"Woooooo~"

Marisa, who was caught again, whimpered indistinctly, but this time his treatment was clearly "upgraded"—

The magic rope was wrapped around her in an extremely "artistic" way. The light purple magic thread shone with a lustrous luster under the candlelight, perfectly outlining the girl's graceful curves that were usually hidden by the loose witch costume.

The rope was deliberately tightened at the slender waist, then crossed and wrapped around the chest, and finally tied into a big bow at the back in a playful way, with the end of the ribbon playfully curled up.

The black witch hat hung crookedly on her head, and her golden hair was messy and stuck to her blushing cheeks because of the struggle.

The pair of golden eyes that were always bright and lively were now covered with a layer of mist, and the little mouth that was blocked by the magic silence ball was slightly bulging.

What was surprising was that this guy who looked like a tomboy just now actually showed a rare sense of fragility after being tied up like this.

(It turns out this guy... is quite capable~)

Zhou Yuan's attention was involuntarily attracted by this "masterpiece", and then he suddenly woke up and coughed awkwardly to cover up his gaffe.

He turned to look at the culprit, only to find that Patchouli was tilting her head slightly, her amethyst-like eyes flashing with evasive light.

The moonlight filtered through the stained glass, casting mottled shadows on her delicate profile.

"I, I just wanted to practice my new binding magic..."

The tips of the witch's ears flushed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even her neck was stained with a light pink.

The wide sleeves of the witch's robe swayed gently with her awkward movements, casting swaying shadows on the carpet.

"Don't look at me!"

Patchouli suddenly stomped her feet in embarrassment, and the heels of her jewel-studded leather shoes made a crisp sound on the floor.

This action caused the ancient books on the bookshelf to tremble a few times, and a few rose petals fell from her hair -

God knows when it got there.

The tied-up Marisa suddenly began to writhe and twitch, a mischievous glint flashing in her golden eyes, obviously noticing the subtle atmosphere between the two.

She deliberately made the rope rustle, which successfully made Patchouli's face even redder.

Zhou Yuan wisely chose to pretend to study the ancient books on the bookshelf, even though the "Advanced Elemental Magic" in his hand was actually upside down.

The library fell into an eerie silence, with only the occasional crackling sound of the flames in the fireplace, as if laughing at the farce.

......

This delicate tranquility was suddenly broken by a deafening roar from the main entrance of the Scarlet Devil Mansion.

"boom--!"

The entire library trembled, the ancient books on the bookshelves rattled, and several crystal chandeliers made crisp clashing sounds.

In the rose garden outside the window, frightened night crows flapped their wings and flew into the night sky.

Then, a powerful female voice pierced through the smoke and dust, lively yet sharp with a samurai's unique sharpness:

"Marisa-sama, Musashi is here to save you! Hold on!"

Accompanied by the sound of resounding footsteps, a nimble figure rushed out from the smoke and dust of the explosion.

Under the moonlight, the girl who called herself "Musashi-chan" held two swords in her hands, her long light pink hair tied into a high ponytail at the back of her head, and with her neat movements, her swords drew a cool arc in the air.

The blue feather woven scarf tied around her waist fluttered in the night wind, and her wooden clogs made crisp "clacking" sounds as they stepped on the luxurious carpet of the Scarlet Devil Mansion.

Upon hearing this, Marisa's bound body immediately began to writhe like a live fish, and a glimmer of hope shone from her golden eyes.

"Wuwuwu!" (Musashi-kun! Here, here!)

Patchouli's purple eyes narrowed dangerously, and magical light instantly condensed on her fingertips:

"Another uninvited guest..."

Her wide sleeves moved without wind, and the crescent-shaped hair ornament in her hair gleamed with a cold light.

Zhou Yuan stared in amazement at the girl with two swords who suddenly broke in.

The sword energy surrounding her cut neatly through the curtains along the way, but miraculously avoided all the precious magic books.

(Where did this funny guy come from...)

He sighed in his heart, and suddenly felt that the Scarlet Devil Mansion tonight was even more lively than a street market.

Outside the window, one could faintly hear Sakuya's stern rebuke and the little devil's hurried footsteps. It was obvious that the way this "Musashi-kun" broke in was quite heroic.

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"Master, don't worry~"

The samurai girl turned her wrist deftly, and the two gleaming swords drew two perfect silver arcs in the moonlight. The cold light reflected from the blades cast interlaced light and shadows in the library.

She tapped her toes lightly, and her clogs spun gracefully half a circle on the carpet. The strong wind brought by the blade blew the scattered pages of ancient books into the air like flying snowflakes.

"I'm coming to rescue you right now!"

Before she finished her words, she shot out like an arrow.

The light pink ponytail was pulled into a stream of fire behind her head, and the feather knitting around her waist fluttered like butterfly wings.

The two swords slashed across each other at astonishing speed, the blade lights weaving a dense silver net in the air. Each trajectory precisely avoided Marisa's body and went straight to the magical ropes that bound her.

But at the moment when the blade was about to touch the rope, several scarlet magic chains sprang out from the shadows like poisonous snakes!

"No matter what, this is my first battle as a Servant. I can't let you succeed like this!"

Bawanshi's voice echoed among the bookshelves like a ghost.

She hadn't known when she had stood on a high place, her long pink hair moving without wind under the stirring of magic, and a dangerous light dancing in her gray eyes.

The chains intertwined into a web like living things, trapping Miyamoto Musashi inside. Each chain was wrapped in ominous dark red magic.

The warrior girl's double swords created dazzling sparks on the chain net, but she was unable to break through this sudden obstacle.

She had to retreat, her clogs making a harsh sound on the floor.

"Oh my, this is really..."

Musashi smiled bitterly and shook his numb wrist, but his eyes were burning with a burning desire to fight.

"What an interesting opponent!"

Bawanshi jumped down from the bookshelf lightly, and the hem of her lace skirt spread out like petals.

She lightly hooked her fingertips, and more chains emerged from the void, forming a defensive vortex around her body.

"Your Majesty's business..."