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"That bastard priest actually had this kind of back-up plan?!"

Patchouli stood up gracefully, her wide sleeves drawing a beautiful arc behind her:

"Who knows~"

She deliberately dragged out the ending sound.

"But now that we've discovered the 'transfer channel', this possibility isn't out of the question~"

Marisa immediately began to struggle in her chains like a fish out of water.

"Then you should think of a solution quickly!"

There was an obvious cry in her voice.

"I don't want it to just go 'bang' and be gone one day!"

"I'm still so young, I don't want to die so early~"

Marisa struggled futilely in the dark red chains, her golden fur drooping listlessly, like a poor cat drenched in rain.

"I still have so much magic to study,"

Her voice was filled with tears, and her black witch hat was tilted on her head.

"I haven't defeated Reimu yet, and I still have so many dreams to fulfill..."

When she was moved, she even squeezed out a few tears, which sparkled in the cold light of the laboratory.

This pitiful look made Patchouli and Zhou Yuan feel sympathy, and the purple-haired witch's serious expression softened a little.

"And I stole—ugh! I borrowed your book, Patsy."

Marisa suddenly changed the subject, a trace of regret flashed across her golden eyes, and the star ornament on her black witch hat swayed slightly as she tilted her head.

"If I die, you won't know where I put them!"

The air in the laboratory seemed to freeze instantly.

The candlelight flickered violently, casting distorted shadows on the stone wall.

Patchouli's expression darkened at a visible speed, and dangerous anger burned in her amethyst-like eyes.

The wide sleeves of the witch's robe moved without wind, and the jeweled hair accessories in her hair made crisp clash sounds due to the stirring of magic power.

"You are such a stubborn guy."

Her voice was as cold as ice, and her slender fingers were crackling.

"Is this considered a threat to me?"

Zhou Yuan held his forehead helplessly, the collar of his black windbreaker swaying slightly as he shook his head.

There was a hint of amusement in his violet eyes, and he was obviously amused by Marisa's character of showing off even when she was dying.

Marisa immediately shrank her neck upon seeing this, but she couldn't help but raise the corner of her mouth with a smug smile:

"How can this be called a threat~"

She deliberately dragged out the tone.

"Is this called... uh... a dying wish?"

A cold light suddenly flashed across Patchouli's glasses:

"It seems some people think being chained isn't comfortable enough..."

She snapped her fingers gracefully, and dozens of magical threads glowing purple appeared out of thin air, intertwining with the dark red chains, outlining blushing curves on Marisa's body.

"Wow! Wait! This way of tying is too embarrassing!"

Marisa wailed suddenly, her fair cheeks flushing crimson.

She thrashed in vain in her bonds like a fish caught on land.

"It hurts! I was wrong, I was wrong! Lady Patch, please spare me!"

The lights in the laboratory flickered strangely, making the farce particularly funny.

Zhou Yuan looked at the funny couple in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.

He raised his hand and rubbed his temple, his violet eyes filled with helplessness of "here it comes again".

Chapter 99 Marisa: You have to be responsible for me! ! !

"Hmm, C cup..."

Zhou Yuan's eyes swept over inadvertently, and the collar of the black windbreaker swayed slightly as he tilted his head slightly.

A look of professional assessment flashed across his violet eyes, and his long fingers rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"It's a lot smaller than Bawanshi,"

His voice was thoughtful and serious, with a faint smile on his lips.

"But the shape after being untied is very beautiful."

"Hey!"

Marisa suddenly jumped up like a cat with its fur standing on end, her golden fur standing straight up.

She hurriedly covered her chest with black lace gloves, and a large area of ​​snow-white skin was exposed between the torn collar, shining like pearls under the cold light of the laboratory.

She glared at Zhou Yuan in shame and anger, her golden eyes burning with rage:

"Where are you looking?!"

"cough--"

Zhou Yuan turned his face away in a serious manner, placed his slender fingers elegantly on his lips and coughed lightly.

The hem of his black windbreaker drew a graceful arc as he turned, but it couldn't hide the teasing in his tone:

"It seems that you tore the clothes off yourself?"

He deliberately dragged out the tone, with a mischievous glint in his violet eyes.

"and..."

He glanced down meaningfully.

"Didn't you even notice that your underwear had been undone by Patch's magic thread?"

Marisa froze upon hearing this, her golden pupils shrinking drastically.

She slowly lowered her head, and when she saw the pure white bra that had fallen to the ground at some point, her whole face flushed red instantly.

The star ornaments on the black witch's hat jingled as she trembled, like a frightened rabbit.

"P-Chi!!"

She let out a scream of shame and indignation, the sound of which almost shattered the glassware in the laboratory. Several test tubes shook on the rack, making a crisp clinking sound.

Patchouli pushed her glasses up gracefully, a hint of triumphant smile flashing in her amethyst eyes.

A few strands of purple magic threads were still entwined between the witch's wide sleeves, glowing faintly under the light.

"Needed for the experiment."

She said it lightly, her tone calm as if she was discussing today's weather, but the subtle curve at the corner of her mouth revealed the joy of her prank being successful.

Zhou Yuan turned around at the right time, and his black windbreaker perfectly blocked Marisa's sight.

But his slightly shaking shoulders and the faint movement of his Adam's apple at the collar of his windbreaker still revealed that he was in a state of unbearable laughter at the moment.

"You two bastards!!"

Marisa stamped her feet in frustration, her black boots tapping out a rapid rhythm on the floor.

"This is sexual harassment! Blatant sexual harassment!!"

The lights in the laboratory flickered, making the farce particularly vivid.

Patchouli's purple hair shone with a mysterious luster under the light, while Marisa's red ears looked like they were about to bleed.

Zhou Yuan had his back to them, the silhouette of his black windbreaker casting an elegant outline on the wall. Only his slightly shrugged shoulders hinted at his owner's joy at the moment.

"Okay, stop arguing."

Patchouli snapped her fingers gracefully, and a purple magic barrier instantly blocked out Marisa's screams.

The purple-haired witch was playing with a sealing scroll that was glowing with a faint blue light. Inside it lay the Command Seals that had been stripped from Marisa.

"Your Command Seal has been stripped away."

She shook the scroll in her hand, a hint of amusement flashing in her amethyst eyes.

"What do you want to do about it?"

Marisa was about to speak when Patchouli suddenly changed the subject, her lips curled up in a mischievous arc:

"Oh, right! Actually, you don't have to be so shy."

She glanced meaningfully at Zhou Yuan who was standing beside her.

"From the moment you were chained by him, your body had no secrets in his eyes."

Miss Witch looked at Zhou Yuan with a teasing look, as if she had already seen through the secret of his ability.

Her slender fingers gently tapped her temple:

"For an ability like this that uses mental power, as long as you focus your mind on it..."

She deliberately dragged out the tone.

"It's like having a few extra arms outside the body, but the sense of touch will be transmitted back to the main body exactly~"

"what?"

Marisa was instantly petrified, her entire body turning gray as if her soul had been sucked out.

She turned to Zhou Yuan mechanically, with a last glimmer of hope in her golden eyes:

"That's not true, is it..."

But the other party's obvious avoidance of her gaze made the magician completely freeze in place.

Zhou Yuan turned his face away uncomfortably, the collar of his black windbreaker swaying slightly with his movements, but it couldn't hide the suspicious blush on the tip of his ear.

"Give up the struggle,"

Patchouli smiled and shook her head, her wide witch sleeves swaying gently with her movements.

"Xiao Yuan was really attentive just now to cooperate with my operation."

She added in a deliberately ambiguous tone,

"It's like checking your entire body."

Marisa's lips trembled, but no sound came out.

She lowered her head in a daze, looking at her body that had just been wrapped in chains, and her whole body seemed as if it had been struck by lightning.

"Just think of this as some kind of... uh... 'tentacle trap,'"

Patchouli pushed up her glasses, and the lenses reflected a cunning light.

"You're a magical girl in some sense, after all~"

"..."

Marisa fell into an eerie silence.

After a moment, she slowly raised her head, with a look of disbelief in her golden eyes:

"I feel like you just said a really bad word..."

Her voice became weaker and weaker, and finally turned into a terrified whisper.

"What kind of weird stuff are you watching?!"

The atmosphere in the laboratory suddenly became tense.

Patchouli turned around gracefully, the hair ornaments in her purple hair gleaming with a mysterious light;

Zhou Yuan still kept his back to the camera, but the tense shoulders under his black windbreaker revealed his embarrassment.