Bengtie, I'm really not a villain!

"I can give Jingye a good test of his character! Hmph, if he dares to treat Mei badly, or let Mei suffer even the slightest grievance, I'll send him flying far away without saying a word, so he'll never dare to show his face in front of us again!"

As she spoke, she forcefully swung her arm in the air, making a majestic sword-wielding gesture, as if the fictional Jing Ye was right in front of her, being severely punished by her.

However, as soon as she finished speaking, Kiana's emotions took a sharp turn for the worse, like a rollercoaster ride. Her once proud head drooped instantly, like a defeated rooster, crestfallen and dejected.

He squatted limply on the ground, listlessly drawing circles on the cold floor with his fingers, muttering to himself:

"But I really can't bear to part with Mei. The thought that I might not be able to play around and train with Mei every day in the future makes me..."

"How about... the three of us live together? That way I can be with Mei and keep an eye on him all the time. If he has any ulterior motives, I can find out immediately and nip the danger in the bud!"

Raiden Mei's eyes widened, filled with shock and disbelief.

My already chaotic thoughts have now become an even more tangled mess that I can't untangle.

She never imagined that Kiana's thought process would be so bizarre, her thinking so outrageously absurd, that she could come up with such a jaw-dropping suggestion.

Kiana's confident words about testing Jingye's character exploded in her ears like a thunderclap.

She swallowed subconsciously, her Adam's apple bobbing with difficulty, her dry throat making a faint sound as if it were being rubbed with sandpaper.

The medical pod was already cold, but now the chill was even more unrestrained, winding its way up her spine like countless tiny ice snakes, sending a shiver down her spine.

More than Kiana's misunderstanding that she was secretly seeing men outside, Raiden Mei was more concerned about this idiot's decision to investigate Keiya.

“He… he’s not so easy to see through.” Raiden Mei’s lips trembled slightly as she managed to squeeze out these words.

Memories surged towards her like a raging tide, overwhelming her.

Jing Ye's terrifying blade gleamed coldly, and the stinging pain as it grazed her cheek was like an indelible scar, deeply etched into her skin and the depths of her memory.

During training, Jing Ye reprimanded her mercilessly, repeatedly pounding on her self-esteem and will.

Every scene was like a sharp carving knife, reminding her how unpredictable and ruthless Jing Ye was.

Kiana said she wanted to test Keiya, and Raiden Mei's feelings could no longer be described as simply feeling guilty.

Raiden Mei couldn't help but imagine a terrifying scene: what would happen if Kiana really came into contact with Jingye?

Raiden Mei felt a throbbing pain in her temples, as if a million ants were gnawing at them.

"Mei? You look terrible."

Faced with Kiana's question, Raiden Mei hurriedly looked away, her eyes darting around, unable to meet Kiana's clear, azure eyes.

Those clear eyes seemed to see through everything; if they met, Kiana would immediately see through the panic in his eyes.

"I'm just... just a little tired."

As soon as the words left her mouth, she regretted them. Her weak, evasive answer was riddled with flaws.

Raiden Mei secretly regretted that her explanation might only arouse Kiana's suspicion.

She prayed silently in her heart again and again, hoping that Jingye and the affairs of Izumo were really just a terrible nightmare.

She hoped that Kiana, now in a completely different world, would no longer be haunted by Jing Ye like a ghost, and would no longer be trapped in a state of contradiction and pain, as if she were in an endless purgatory.

Kiana's slender legs crossed in an elegant arc, her fair calves gleaming like pearls under the cool light inside the cabin.

She raised her hand and shook her loosely clenched fist. Her long, beautiful fingers with distinct knuckles were still covered with crumbs from snacks, but this did not diminish her girlish charm.

Her rosy cheeks glowed with a healthy blush, her large eyes blinked brightly, and her delicate nose was slightly wrinkled.

"If I find out he dares to bully Mei, my fists won't be merciful!"

She raised an eyebrow, revealing her canine teeth. The cold reflection of the metal bulkhead shone in her eyes, like a flickering flame, exuding an undeniable determination.

This gesture, however, struck Raiden Mei like a heavy hammer blow, slamming into her already taut nerves.

Her fingernails, hidden in her sleeve, dug deeply into her palms, the sharp pain almost drawing blood, but it was nothing compared to the turbulent waves churning within her heart.

The gears of memory turned uncontrollably backward, dragging her back to that dark abyss swallowed by the torrential rain.

Large raindrops pelted the room like dense arrows, and the accumulated water formed a muddy stream.

The moment Jingye's blade cleaved through the rain, Raiden Mei didn't even have time to see the cold glint before being thrown to the ground by the sharp force. Mud and water instantly soaked through her clothes, and a chill crept up her spine, like countless tiny ice snakes gnawing at her marrow.

What was even colder was Jing Ye's heavy foot pressing down on her back, the bones making a teeth-grinding creaking sound.

When the blade lifted Furibas's chin, Raiden Mei could clearly feel the girl's trembling body.

Furibas's once fair face was now covered in mud, and his hair was stuck together with rainwater and mud, making him look utterly disheveled.

Those once nimble and beautiful hands now had nails that had turned white from strain.

Her slender legs struggled in vain, sinking deeper and deeper into the muddy water.

Before her, Kiana tilted her head in confusion, her fair and pretty face filled with worry.

She reached out to touch Raiden Mei, her pale fingers hovering in the air, gradually overlapping with the muddy hands of Furibas in her memory.

"Mei? Why are you shaking?"

Kiana's exclamation was like a silver needle, piercing Raiden Mei's memories.

She then realized that she was curled up in bed, the overhead light of the medical pod blurring into a hazy spot of light in front of her, just like the shattered vision during that rainstorm.

Jingye's Iaijutsu seemed to echo in her ears again. The sharp sound of the blade cutting through the air and the stinging pain as it grazed her ears made her instinctively raise her hand to cover them.

"I... I just suddenly feel a little cold."

Raiden Mei curled up, trying to wrap her trembling shoulders with her arms, but even her fingertips were turning pale.

Kiana, however, was like a small animal with a keen sense of smell; she suddenly moved closer, her nose almost touching Kiana's.

"Liar! Did Jing Ye do something to you?"

Kiana, just like the Furibas that Raiden Mei knew, possessed a sense of smell as keen as a kitten's, or even more so.

These words were like a sharp dagger, piercing straight into the most hidden wound in Raiden Mei's heart.

She hurriedly turned her face away, only to meet Kiana's eyes filled with worry.

His sapphire-like pupils contracted slightly.

Back then, under Jing Ye's oppressive aura, Fulibas also stared intently at the knife that could fall at any moment with the same terrified yet stubborn gaze.

Her fingernails stopped trembling slightly and instead clenched into a tight fist, letting the familiar yet unfamiliar stinging pain spread throughout her body.

The scabs on my palms were broken again, but they couldn't compare to the burning conviction surging in my chest.

Raiden Mei looked down at her palm; the crescent-shaped pinch mark had already scabbed over and shouldn't hurt anymore.

But when her gaze fell on Kiana's adorable puffed-out cheeks, a chill suddenly ran through her heart, as if countless tiny ice needles were coursing through her veins.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp pain shot through his palm, as if Jing Ye's blade had sliced ​​him open again.

Even though her body wasn't actually injured in this brand new world, the excruciating pain felt so real, like a memory branded onto her flesh.

This strange pain, ironically, cleared her mind.

During her countless days and nights in Izumo, she had long since become accustomed to burying her pain deep in her heart.

But at this moment, this stinging pain from the depths of her soul is reminding her that in this world not yet shrouded in Jingye's shadow, Kiana's innocence is still fragile glass.

She gazed into those blue eyes before her, eyes as clear as the blue sky, pure and untouched by the harsh realities of life.

"You pinched my cheek again! Mei's acting so strange today!" Kiana's soft, protesting voice came from her slightly pouting lips, muffled and tinged with a hint of coquettishness.

However, her body did not actually escape Raiden Mei's touch.

It was as delicate as a freshly steamed, hot glutinous rice dumpling, soft and elastic, and you could almost feel its slight warmth and the delicate texture unique to a young girl's skin under your fingertips.

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Kiana's scenes in the real world and the chat group are coming up soon, don't worry.

Chapter 141 It needs to be touched to feel better

In an instant, images from the depths of my memory surged forth like a raging tide.

Fulibas was mercilessly pressed into the mud by Jing Ye, letting out painful whimpers, mud splattering all over her body.

That desperate look instantly overlapped with Kiana's coquettish tone.

Two completely different temperatures, one a bone-chilling despair, the other a warm and tender innocence, collided violently at Raiden Mei's fingertips, unleashing a silent emotional storm.

She leaned slightly forward, her long violet hair cascading down like a purple waterfall, forming a semi-transparent curtain between them, isolating them from all the disturbances of the outside world.

The warmth of her palm, like the gentle sunshine of spring, carried endless tenderness and strength, slowly seeping into Kiana's skin.

This temperature, as if carrying a mission, attempts to keep all potential harm lurking in the future outside this warm barrier.

Those scars ruthlessly slashed by Jing Ye's blade, those lessons learned through countless life-or-death trials under the sword, were now activated.

It transformed into an indestructible suit of armor, tightly enveloping her heart, emitting a subtle yet resolute clang, as if declaring her determination to protect.

After a long while, Raiden Mei's fingertips finally slowly released Kiana's cheek.

A faint red mark remained on the girl's fair cheek, like a cherry blossom falling gently into the snow, leaving a tender and beautiful imprint.

Witnessing this moment, Raiden Mei's unwavering determination to protect is evident deep within her heart.

At this moment, Raiden Mei had just temporarily suppressed her complicated thoughts about whether Jing Ye existed in this world when her heart suddenly clenched as the ship shook.

The crescent-shaped wound, which had long since scabbed over, seemed to be torn open by an invisible force, and began to ache again, like some kind of omen.

Just then, Himeko's voice came through the communicator.

"Abnormal life activity detected on the ground. All personnel, prepare for landing. All squads, prepare for ground support."

Accompanied by a piercing metallic scraping sound, like fingernails scratching a blackboard, the Hyperion slowly descended.

Raiden Mei's heart pounded harder and harder, as if it were about to burst out of her chest.

She and Kiana exchanged a glance, seeing nervousness and curiosity in each other's eyes.

As the hatch slowly opened, an unsettling dampness filled the air. Raiden Mei squinted, struggling to adjust to the dim light.

In the distance, Himeko's figure was kneeling on the ground, her hands supporting the back of someone, her movements gentle yet revealing her anxiety.

Himeko supported the boy's back with both hands. The boy's black hair gleamed coldly in the dim light, his pale face had familiar sharp features, a high nose, and slightly pursed thin lips. Even in his unconscious state, his brows still exuded an air of cold arrogance.

His clothes were badly torn, and his exposed skin was covered with scars of varying depths.

"He...he's still breathing!"

Kiana rushed forward, crouched down, and carefully checked the boy's breath, her voice filled with surprise.

Raiden Mei froze in place, feeling as if an invisible hand was gripping her throat, making it hard for her to breathe.

She watched as Himeko and Kiana struggled to lift the boy, watching those familiar eyes tremble with each movement, their nails digging deep into their palms, blood dripping from between their fingers, yet she remained oblivious.

Memories flooded back: the swift arc of Jing Ye's sword, his stern shouts during training, and the complex look in his eyes when he committed suicide after killing her relatives and friends—every scene replayed in her mind.

All that pain and struggle, all that dependence and confusion, now transformed into a torrent of emotions, impacting her heart.

"Mei, come quick and help!"

Kiana's shouts seemed to come from a distant place, and were indistinct in Raiden Mei's ears.

She moved her legs mechanically, each step feeling like she was stepping on cotton, weak and powerless.

When her hand touched the boy's cold arm, a jolt like electricity shot through her entire body from her fingertips.

The touch, the temperature, and the faint, familiar scent emanating from him all reminded her that this handsome young man in a coma was none other than Jing Ye, whom she thought she would never meet again.

Her heart almost stopped, her mind went blank, and she could only stare blankly at the person in front of her, while the turmoil in her heart had already overwhelmed her.

"Wow! He's so handsome!" Kiana's high-decibel exclamation was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, instantly breaking through the oppressive and deathly silence of the scene.

She seemed to be drawn by a magnet, and with a "whoosh," she squatted down next to Jing Ye, her eyes wide open.

He's like a male protagonist straight out of a manga!

Kiana seemed to have been suddenly switched on by some strange switch; her smiling lips instantly fell apart, and her cheeks puffed out in anger.

It looked exactly like a little rabbit whose favorite carrot had been stolen.

"Damn it, how can someone be so good-looking!"

She muttered under her breath, her tone full of jealousy and resentment, as if Jing Ye's handsomeness was some unforgivable sin.

Before her words had even finished, her hand had already reached out uncontrollably and, with lightning speed, pinched Jing Ye's face lightly.

Unable to resist while unconscious, Jing Ye's once smooth cheeks were instantly distorted by the pinching, and a faint red mark quickly appeared on his face.