Is this okay?

At this moment, Kaneki Ken, who was carrying Kirito on his back, stared wide-eyed in shock.

Is this okay?

If I had known I could have a smile like that, I wouldn't have died of grief!

In the blink of an eye, Kazuma transformed without hesitation.

Light! It burst forth!

The light! Vanished!

In the blink of an eye, a giant, muscular man, standing 1.8 meters tall, appeared in front of Kaneki Ken wearing a blue dress that looked like it was about to burst out of his clothes.

"Kaneki, am I handsome now?" Kazuma asked Kaneki eagerly, completely unaware that something was amiss.

"puff--!"

Kaneki coughed up a mouthful of blood upon seeing Kazuma's transformation; he was utterly blinded.

Chapter 132 How can you be so handsome!

For some reason, Kaneki's knees buckled and he collapsed to the ground upon seeing Kazuma's transformed form, unable to move.

Kirito, who was being carried on his back, stumbled and fell to the ground as well. However, Kirito had no idea what had happened. He rubbed his forehead in pain and sat up. Before he could figure out what was going on, he felt a huge pressure coming from behind him.

"Kirito, do I look handsome now?"

Kazuma's rough voice came from behind, and he even patted Kirito's shoulder affectionately.

"what?"

Kirito, sitting on the ground, turned around blankly, only to see Kazuma's friendly smile, and a blue dress that looked like it was about to burst, with muscles on his arms that could even be stretched into strands.

"puff--!!"

Kirito coughed up a mouthful of blood, enduring an impact that someone his age should not have to bear.

Pfft!

By the time Kazuma came to his senses, Kirito had already collapsed, without giving him any time to react.

"Could it be—!!"

Kazuma suddenly realized something, his eyes widened, and he looked down.

"Holy crap! What's going on?! Why is Tatsumi so handsome, but I'm so...so...Amo, look at me now! I can't even see myself."

"You—don't come any closer! Aa ...

Upon hearing Kazuma's voice from afar, Leng Mo immediately opened his mouth and shouted. As a seasoned netizen who had watched countless films, he could still bear such a scene, but once it got closer... even the strongest tolerance couldn't withstand it.

"Ah Mo? Is she ugly?"

Hearing Leng Mo's screams and shouts, He Zhen seemed to understand something, but just how ugly could Leng Mo be to scream like that?

"Kazuma! Think about this carefully again. Right now, it's not a matter of whether you're ugly or not. If you look at it individually, it's okay. But I really can't handle this combination of a short skirt and a muscular man. No! To be precise, I can feel the impact coming from a distance. But! If you get close to me... I really can't handle it!"

Leng Mo stood there nervously, even his forehead was covered in cold sweat. Compared to the system, He Zhen was the biggest enemy who was attacking him!

Kazuma's face darkened; he already understood what was going on, but it was unbelievable.

"But why?! Why is Tatsumi so handsome?!"

He pointed at the dashing and handsome Tatsumi beside him and asked loudly, voicing a question from the depths of his soul.

"I don't know either! I'm curious too!"

"This just doesn't make sense!"

"I also feel something's not right!"

"..."

"..."

Embarrassed.

Leng Mo and He Zhen looked at each other, completely clueless about what was going on, but they roughly knew that miracles and magic were at work.

However, Leng Mo still breathed a sigh of relief.

That was close! I almost transformed!

Thank goodness Kazuma was faster than me, otherwise I would have been dead!

……

At this moment, the system was watching Tatsumi after he had transformed. He was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at him.

Standing among them, Tatsumi took a deep breath and gazed at the system users ahead with resolute determination.

"I will protect everyone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped onto the ground and rushed forward.

boom--!

The ground shattered beneath Tatsumi's feet. At this moment, Tatsumi possessed a miracle beyond all, a magic that guaranteed victory.

Miracles and magic do exist!

Tatsumi disappeared from everyone's sight with an unwavering resolve to win. More accurately, he was so fast that no one could see him; the only thing visible was light, a light full of hope.

"Disappeared!?"

The system user was speechless in disbelief, and before he could turn around, he felt his body being struck by something heavy.

bump--!

It's a fist.

It was Tatsumi's fist.

It is a fist full of awareness and conviction.

Tatsumi is moving forward, while the system is moving backward.

The wind burst forth, the force surged forth.

The impact of light magic surged forward in an instant, taking the system user with it.

Boom——!

The shockwave from the punch pierced through the entire capital city; to be precise, it pierced through the buildings in front of it and sent them flying into the sky.

Tatsumi was gentle. He knew that his punch to the ground would destroy the capital, so he aimed at the sky.

The howling wind spread out, once again scattering Esdeath, who was sitting on the ground.

Esdeath looked at Tatsumi's back, feeling a mix of bewilderment and longing.

It felt like the cold winter wind blowing in her face, a feeling she was very familiar with, just like when she was a child watching the cold wind as her people went out hunting.

It was cold and icy, but my heart was filled with warmth and peace.

Is this the happiness of the weak?

Esdeath gazed at the back of the person in front of her, and those words unconsciously echoed in her heart.

At this moment, Tatsumi turned around, his resolute gaze falling on Esdeath, but the moment he saw Esdeath, his expression softened, and a warm smile appeared on his face.

"Esdeath, leave the enemy to me. Take the rest and retreat."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tatsumi turned around and chased after the system, only to hear Esdeath's voice behind him.

"Tatsumi...you have to win!"

Upon hearing this, Tatsumi paused, raised his arm, and gave a thumbs-up without turning around.

"Isn't that of course!"

His voice was full of awareness, and then he disappeared from the spot.

Esdeath was left watching the direction he disappeared in with great excitement, her face unconsciously turning slightly red.

The next second, a violent impact came from the distant sky, and Tatsumi and the system were fighting again.

The sky shimmered with light, reflecting the heat of battle.

At that moment, Leng Mo's voice came from beside Esdeath.

"Damn it! Damn it! Why is this happening! What is this unbearable feeling?! Am I really helpless?! Can I only watch others fight..."

Leng Mo lay on the ground in frustration, pounding the ground and shouting, his heart filled with resentment.

"Tazmi!"

"How can you be so handsome!"

"..."

Esdeath turned around when she heard Leng Mo's shout, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

Why do you only see someone as cool when it's supposed to be a serious battle?

Is this the margin of strength that a strong person has?

Just then, a deafening cry came from the other side.

"Touch—you—idiot—! Why can't I become handsome?!"

Kazuma watched the battle in the sky, and Tatsumi, a tough guy, burst into tears on the spot, even forgetting to activate his transformation.

Right now, he only has one thought in his mind.

I finally had some hope, but you hurt me so deeply.

Blanch——!

"I want to be that handsome too!!"

Kazuma cried out in grief, slamming his hands against the ground with a dull thud, kicking up dust.

It was as if at that moment the sky darkened, the rain began to fall, and his heart was wounded.

I'm really hurt.

Chapter 133 I'm going to kill you?!

What's going on between you two?

Suddenly, Madoka appeared from the side with her little backpack. She raised her hand to her forehead and made a gazing motion. Her eyes narrowed and she instantly saw Tatsumi and the system fighting in the distance.

"Little Yuan! I want to be this handsome too!!"

When Leng Mo heard Senior Xiao Yuan cry out on the spot, filled with grievance, it was like a child who saw a toy they wanted but couldn't have.

"Well... even if you say that to me, there's nothing I can do. I'm just a little Madoka-senpai, you know."

The noisy senior, Madoka, shrugged, indicating that she couldn't do anything about it. She wasn't Doraemon, and Leng Mo wasn't Nobita.

"But...but...Madoka, think of something!"

"I just can't do anything with you, Nobita."

As soon as Xiaoyuan senior arrived, looking helpless, she put down her little schoolbag and reached inside to rummage around.

Seeing Xiao Yuan's action, Leng Mo curiously peeked over, anticipating what magical gadget Xiao Yuan would pull out.

When Xiao Yuan noticed Leng Mo peeking out, she pulled out a middle finger from her bag with a comical expression and scorned Leng Mo.

"Do you really think I'm Doraemon? Go wash up and go to bed."

"..."

what--!

Leng Mo's heart was like a mud bobber standing on a brown wooden railing, shouting towards the distant hills.

Just then, a loud crash was heard in the distance.

boom!

A figure descended from the sky, landing on the ground and creating waves of dust that continued to roll.

Pfft!Pfft!

This person finally rolled to a stop in front of Leng Mo and Senior Xiao Yuan.