Crossover Anime: The Widow's Husband Joins the Wives' Chat Group

She suddenly mustered her courage.

She tilted her head back, her collar slightly open, revealing a small patch of her fair shoulder.

This time, she's going to take the initiative and fight back.

But he was quickly kissed by Yuuki Kamishiro.

"How come you're so awesome?"

"When I slay the evil god, I can only look up at you from behind."

"It's the same now."

The eight-foot-tall lady is trying to find a way to turn the situation around.

She lowered her eyes and gazed at Yuu Kamishiro, feeling as if there was a divine totem on Yuu Kamishiro's body, surging in the light.

She suddenly noticed a high-frequency vibration coming from deep within the contract mark.

"It seems I've found the core of my faith!"

Her pale fingertips hovered over the divine totem, and cold mist surged along the spiritual energy channel.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead: Please witness the sacrifice of the believers.

Yuu Kamishiro was startled to find himself being pulled into the turbulent current.

Suddenly, the spiritual power erupting from the deity ripped off the bedsheet beneath him.

The snow-white dress was torn open by the spiritual energy storm, revealing skin as white as jade.

The eight-foot-tall lady staggered and leaned on the ground.

She raised her still trembling hand and tucked her disheveled long hair behind her ear, the embers of divine power still flickering among the strands:

Do you still doubt my faith now?

Yuu Kamishiro smiled with relief.

He reached out and brushed away the icy crystals from Madam Bachi's temples, and the chill immediately dissipated.

...

Looking at the man in front of her, Madam Bachi felt confident and satisfied. She never expected that she could actually turn the tables.

But the next moment, she realized that she had been careless again.

"how is this possible?"

The eight-foot-tall lady's beautiful eyes sparkled; the volcano had miraculously reignited!

Yuu Kamishiro is like someone who has already run a marathon.

But after a short while, his strength was restored.

Simply outrageous.

To her surprise, she discovered that Yuu Kamishiro was no longer in bed.

Suddenly, she felt a warmth behind her.

He actually appeared behind me!

Under the lights.

The eight-foot-tall lady's cold body lay face down on the quilt.

This is where it becomes even more pronounced.

The eight-foot-tall lady suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Is this how faith is supposed to be expressed?

She thought that what she had just done was enough to prove herself.

However, it seems the gods are not satisfied now.

She was shy.

A pair of large hands swept across the curves of the body.

“Your figure is even better than I imagined, Madam Eight Feet.”

Yuu Kamishiro's words.

The delicate body, radiating a chill, felt both proud and shy.

That back is so white!

Looking at the eight-foot-tall lady's smooth neck and back, Yuu Kamishiro couldn't help but give her a gentle kiss.

Then, he took the eight-foot-tall lady's jade arm.

"Let me stretch you a bit, just to get you ready!"

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

After a long, long time, Yuu Kamishiro finally released Lady Hachisak's hands.

The eight-foot-tall lady stared blankly at the man beside her.

"Yu."

She called softly, her voice choked with emotion.

With a hint of resentment, she turned around, pressed her cheek against Yuu Kamishiro's chest, and let a strand of hair fall down.

The light cast a soft halo around her profile, and the glimpse of snow-white skin on her chest was captivating.

"Ah."

Yuu Kamishiro chuckled softly and leaned against the bedside, his movements elegant and composed.

Lady Bachi noticed that his movements were more relaxed than usual, and he seemed to have gained more confidence.

She knew it was because he had displayed unparalleled abilities in today's battle, making her both happy and extremely embarrassed.

Yuu Kamishiro didn't speak, but simply stared quietly at Lady Hachi.

He reached out and gently stroked the top of her head, feeling her body tremble slightly.

Looking at the man's profile, Yachi whispered:

"Yu-kun, do you know? I never imagined I would meet someone like this."

"Originally, I thought my life was all about revenge."

"Maybe this is my luck!"

Kamishiro smiled gently, knowing that in this woman's eyes, he was more than just a powerful god.

He raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears on her face. He knew that although Madam Bachi's inner wounds had healed, the scars were still there.

He gently held the eight-foot-tall lady in his arms, feeling her slight trembling.

"Sometimes, a man just needs to provide support like this!"

He couldn't help but think.

As night fell, the atmosphere in the room became even more tranquil.

Lady Bachi raised her head, her gaze fixed intently on the novel group Shendai Junyang 811 You7 San 7666.

She knew that this man possessed something more precious than gold. Perhaps from this day forward, this man would be the most important part of her life.

She gently kissed his chest, feeling incredibly happy at that moment, and then slowly drifted off to sleep.

Looking at the sleeping Lady Yata, Yuu Kamishiro thought, "She's a cold but incredibly beautiful woman!"

He touched her hair and then left the room.

He has other things to do.

Because he heard sounds from another room!

......

Meanwhile, in another room, Touko Yotsuya couldn't sleep at all. Her mind was filled with images of the evil god's pale hand on his abdomen, the eerie bell, and countless skulls and bones.

How about I ask Yu-kun to keep me company?

She couldn't help but think!

A blush involuntarily crept onto her fair face.

PS: The picture is of Lady Eight Feet.

Chapter 37 Sleeping with Yotsuya Touko

Touko Yotsuya curled up on the bed, hugging herself tightly, her whole body trembling.

Moonlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, casting a pale halo over her face.

She could clearly feel her heart pounding wildly in her chest, as if something was pulling at it, making it difficult to even breathe.

"Don't be afraid."

She heard a gentle voice beside her.

Touko suddenly looked up and saw Yuu Kamishiro standing in the doorway.

He was wearing a light-colored robe and carrying a cup of hot milk.

His gaze was like that of a god, warm and comforting.

"How did you come?"

Touko's voice trembled slightly, and her fingers gripped the blanket tightly.

The eerie image of the evil spirit, its pale hand on its abdomen, and its bell-like sound still lingered in her mind.

Touko shuddered.

Her slip dress straps slipped down, revealing her delicate collarbone.

"I heard your breathing."

Yuu Kamishiro chuckled softly and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Given his current physical condition, the soundproofing of the room is practically useless for him.

He took a small medicine bottle from the storage ring, poured out a few pills and put them into Touko's warm milk.

Touko smelled a faint scent of pine wood, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

“This is a sedative.” He brushed a strand of hair from her forehead. “Drink some first; it will help you calm down.”

Touko didn't refuse; she just stared blankly at the glass of milk.

Her fingers unconsciously traced the edge of the blanket.

She never imagined she would meet a man like this. A strange feeling welled up inside her, reminding her of how she felt about Youjun before.

She admitted that at first she was attracted to his body, and also had unspeakable twisted emotions.

But now, Yuu Kamishiro's image in her heart has become a complete and three-dimensional person.

Yuu Kamishiro gently helped her up, and the warmth of his hand brought comfort.

Touko closed her eyes, feeling his fingers gently brush across her brow bone, the tip of her nose, and down to her eyelids.

She could smell the faint scent of pine on him, along with a subtle floral fragrance.

This must taste like that eight-foot-tall lady!

She thought to herself with a hint of jealousy!

"Sleep now," his voice whispered in her ear. "I'll stay with you until you're no longer afraid."

Looking at the big kid in front of him, Yuu Kamishiro thought that it would be easier to not see ghosts and evil spirits in this world, since the pressure would be less.

However, once someone realizes they live in a world full of evil spirits, even the most optimistic person will eventually break down.

Moreover, Touko Yotsuya is also a mother.

Touko slowly took a sip of milk, the warm liquid flowing into her throat.

She could feel her body gradually relaxing, as if she were lying in a safe harbor.