"My punishment is for you to...love me a little more."

The girl bit down hard, as if trying to cover up the mark from before and re-mark the other as her own.

"Ouch...it hurts..."

It was an act, but it made the girl feel a little better; he was willing to put on a show for her.

Nine fox feathers loosened their grip slightly, wrapped their arms around Han Chuan You's neck, and slid their arms over the wound to carefully disinfect it.

After separating slightly, she said with a smile:

"You'll only learn from your mistakes if it hurts. Good boy, open your mouth."

Without waiting for his response, she gently pushed him away.

Han Chuanyou leaned back against her, his body sinking into the soft sofa.

The two bodies were intertwined, and the sunlight slanted in from the French windows, enveloping them in a warm yellow halo. In the distance, the outline of the high-rise buildings met the sky.

The girl vented her anger at having her prey defiled by someone else.

After realizing that she couldn't leave any marks on his body no matter what, she absentmindedly pinched the skin on his neck that she had been repeatedly tormenting.

What's wrong with you?

"Maybe it's because the skin is thicker."

"Ha...you really have the nerve to say that, but you're right."

The girl gave a soft snort, parted her lips slightly, and took another bite.

"Alright, if you like biting so much, are you a puppy? If you're so tough, bite down there."

Han Chuan You cupped the girl's head in his hands and pressed her forehead against his.

Kujo no Kitsune didn't answer, but propped herself up and gave him a deep look.

Chapter 190 The Maid's Misunderstanding, Public Speech

"Miss, these are the documents that were just delivered by our staff. We need you to process them."

Harada Yuka knocked on the study door and entered, only to see Hanakawa Yu sitting behind the desk, with Kujo Kitahane sitting on top of him.

She glanced at the two of them, noticed the faint blush on the young lady's cheeks, and quickly lowered her head.

Scenes from the past flashed through her mind, causing her to overthink.

This... it looks like the two of them are doing something strange.

Do you want to be the side dish again?

Han Chuan You felt somewhat helpless; Miss Kujo was treating him like a human-shaped cushion.

The girl's body was very light and soft against him. However, with him pinned behind him, his hands were restricted in their movement. Feeling a bit bored, he could only play with the girl's little belly, pinching here and there, enjoying the soft touch to relieve his boredom.

He greeted her, "Miss Yuka, it's been a long time."

Today, the maid was still wearing her black and white maid outfit; it seems I've never seen her wear anything else.

"Young Master Han Chuan is here. It's been a long time."

Harada Yuka quickly responded, bowing slightly while holding the documents in her arms, polite and elegant.

However, at this moment, the maid did not dare to look at the two people in front of her.

Yuka stood in front of the desk, trying her best to adopt the mindset of being a side dish.

The most important thing for a qualified maid is to accurately understand her master's thoughts.

If the young lady wanted to experience the thrill of seeking excitement in front of the servants, she could only pretend not to know.

This is a maid's duty. Even if she has to witness the two being intimate in front of her, or even if she has to help push them, she must cooperate.

The maid professionally reported the main contents of these documents, leaving Han Chuan You completely confused.

Compared to ordinary maids, Yuka is more like a personal butler who is proficient in housekeeping and family affairs.

"Leave the file here, I'll process it later. Come pick it up in an hour."

Nine fox feathers responded faintly, shifting their hips to adjust their posture.

"Yes."

Harada Yuka glanced at the two of them again, then tactfully withdrew, closing the door behind her. She mentally gave herself a thumbs up for her professionalism.

The two were completely unaware that the maid had misunderstood them.

Kujou Kitsuneha propped herself up on the table and stood up.

"We don't need you anymore, go sit over there." Kujou Kitsune pointed to the sofa diagonally opposite.

"Is this all the young lady is capable of? Are you shy?"

Han Chuanyou stood up with a smile.

Kujou Kitsune sat down again, picked up the document, opened it, propped up her handsome chin, and glanced at him casually: "Don't be so smug, you guy who only thinks with his lower body. Go get me a bottle of water from the fridge."

After getting her a bottle of water, Han Chuanyou looked around and felt that the office space was not being used effectively.

"Your place is so spacious, why didn't you think of making some minor renovations? You could put a wall full of figurines on one wall, and a huge display screen on the other, with game cartridges on both sides. Just thinking about it is awesome."

Kujou Kitesuke rolled her eyes at him: "Do you think I came here to play?"

"It's not a bad thing to relax after work."

Han Chuan You lay on the sofa, took out his phone and started scrolling through short videos. He thought about how Nakamura Taito was studying hard at school, while he was doing nothing here.

They've really fallen from grace.

He shifted to a more comfortable lying position.

The office quieted down. The young woman, pen in hand, sat upright behind her desk, diligently handling her work. The soft light illuminated her beautiful face, a pleasing sight to behold.

Han Chuanyou glanced at it every now and then.

Suddenly, he realized:

"Fox Feather, something's wrong with you. You're making me skip classes every day. Are you trying to ruin me, make sure I don't get into Tokyo University, can't find a good job, and end up being controlled by you?"

Nine Fox Feathers glanced up at him, then chuckled lightly as if to match his expression: "Hehe... You've found out. Be a good boy and be my plaything."

"You bad woman."

Not far from the building is Ginza, Chuo-dori.

In contrast to other areas, the spacious pedestrian walkways were gradually taken over by the Metropolitan Police Department, which began setting up venues for public speeches.

The crowd that had gathered here, waiting for death to appear and the spectacle, was dispersed to the side by the police.

Tomoki Konishi, who gained initial popularity with his first video uploaded by the Grim Reaper, quickly became a YouTuber with millions of followers.

Upon learning that the prime minister's aide, who was on the death list, was going to give a speech in the street, he flew from Osaka to Tokyo overnight, just to get the first-hand news for his fans. Death had become the key to his videos' popularity.

He spoke to the action camera in his hand:

"Everyone, I'm currently on Chuo-dori in Ginza. As you can see, there are a lot of people here. The Metropolitan Police Department has already set up a cordon. Luckily, I arrived early and managed to get a good spot. The Prime Minister's aide will be giving a speech there..."

Meanwhile, on Katayama Masanao's side, he was taken away in a police car by several police officers.

At this moment, he looked haggard, as if he were heading to the execution ground.

After a night of friendly discussions with the Metropolitan Police Department and other departments, he finally resigned himself to his fate.

Only by cooperating with him might there be a glimmer of hope; otherwise, if death doesn't take him away, he and his family will definitely not have a good ending.

Today, he wants to cultivate a glorious image for himself in front of the public, showing that everything he does is for the island nation to survive under the threat of an unknown civilization.

In short, it is about using oneself to highlight the evil deeds of death and to portray oneself as the backbone of the island nation.

Katayama Masanao blamed all the reasons for his current predicament on the Grim Reaper.

All he did was express support for military expansion. Why was Death threatening to kill him? He became increasingly convinced that his statement was correct, and that Death was an unreasonable guy who needed to be guarded against by the whole world.

Since things have come to this point, let the other side be overwhelmed by public opinion.

Katayama Masanao is determined to take someone down with him even in death; today he's going to tear the label of justice off the Grim Reaper.

When death ceases to be righteous, what awaits him is the contempt of countless people. No matter what he does afterward, it is merely to satisfy his personal bloodlust and to put on a show for unknown forces to seize the island nation.

The scene was being set up in a flurry of activity, with the elites of Division Zero disguised as ordinary police officers keeping a close watch on the surroundings.

Martin Haggis also transferred some American soldiers from Yokota Air Base.

Compared to the pampered soldiers who usually idle at the military base, these people have actually been on the battlefield, and their vigilance and combat skills are far superior to those of ordinary soldiers.

Several drones took off, leaving no blind spot in the surrounding area unchecked, while three surveillance satellites outside the atmosphere also turned their attention to this place.

Not far from the central highway, on the roadside, a black minivan has a surprisingly unique interior, with various devices displaying distinctive indicator lights.

On a large screen to one side, the situation on site was displayed.

Martin Haggis took a deep breath.

After learning about the deeds of the Grim Reaper, he felt a strange sense of unease.

"We can only hope that Death will be interested in our negotiations, and that we can't afford to have any further friction with him at the moment."

William Jones remains somewhat optimistic.

"As long as Death appears, there will always be an opportunity for negotiation. I believe that the force represented by Death has the means to do so, but has not carried out large-scale operations. If it is really an extraterrestrial civilization, it is likely that it still has goodwill towards Earth."

Martin Haggis nodded: "That's true, I don't think Death will refuse our terms."

Han Chuanyou, seeing that it was almost five o'clock, also planned to say goodbye and leave, without letting Hongye drive him home.

"I'm leaving. Don't think about me."

Han Chuan You changed into the school uniform that Yu Xiang had washed and dried, and went back into the study, placing the clothes she had taken off on her desk.

"This is my return gift to you. Remember not to do anything bad."

The girl at the desk looked up, glanced at the clothes on the table, and waved her hand casually: "Go."

Seeing her nonchalant attitude, Han Chuanyou couldn't help but complain, "She's just like a scumbag woman who plays with innocent boys and then turns her back on them."

"Still want more?"

Nine fox feathers curled their lips into a smile, demonstrating a remarkable grasp of human nature.

"Remember to love me even more next time we meet."

……

Ginza, Chuo-dori side.

Masanao Katayama has arrived at the venue for his public speech.

He got out of the police car and straightened his collar.

All eyes were on him, and the flashes of cameras were going off like crazy, causing him to squint slightly.

The thought that there was only half an hour left, the time that Death had promised, still made his heart tremble with fear of death.

As soon as I got out of the car, some media reporters surrounded me.

"Mr. Katayama! Death has placed you on the death list. Why did you choose to appear in public?"

Katayama Masanao stood still, took the microphone, looked directly at the camera, and tried his best to maintain a calm tone:

“I stand behind a nation. Death’s actions are a provocation against the island nation. If I back down because of the threat, what difference is there between me and allowing foreign forces to trample on our land?”

These words were captured on camera and also transmitted to the ears of the people present through the sound system set up on site.

Aren't you worried about your safety?

“Of course I’m worried.” He nodded slightly. “But some things are more important than life. Death’s actions are entirely malicious. How could an outsider be so kind? This is a confrontation between two civilizations.”

He looked serious, as if he represented the side of justice, putting on a fearless and dauntless air.

“I am standing here today to show everyone that we will not bow down to fear. This island nation is the island nation of its people. No matter how bad things are in this island nation, it is our own problem and we don’t need others to point fingers at us.”

Humans are easily swayed, and those with independent thinking abilities have always been a minority.

These words prompted deep reflection among the people present.

They couldn't help but wonder if Death's actions were truly malicious. If it really was an extraterrestrial civilization, was it really just for the sake of simply upholding justice? It just didn't seem to make sense.

Chapter 191 An Accident? A Worthy Death

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