Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

Since he had nothing better to do, he went out to retrieve his original body.

He vaguely remembered the location that Aiba Asagi had marked for him, and after opening a portal, Haramura Makoto came directly here.

The body didn't move either. It seemed that she was very satisfied with the ice cream at the store, so she queued up once and then queued up again.

However, after he arrived here, he not only discovered his own physical body, but also saw something interesting.

This is the spirit that is monitoring his physical form.

“Ahhhhh——!”

Meanwhile, about ten kilometers away, on the roof of the junior high school building of Caihai Academy.

A boy with messy, tousled hair, wearing a junior high school uniform, and who looked fairly good, knelt on the ground, covering his head with his hands.

Bright red blood seeped from his nose and ears.

He looks like his eardrums have been shattered by a direct shock.

"Monitor my body, my body..."

The boy was only a junior high school student, but he showed extraordinary willpower. Even though his brain was in excruciating pain, he still trembled as he moved the hand that was pressing on his temple, wiped the blood off his face, and pondered what he had just said.

"My body!"

The boy suddenly widened his bloodshot eyes, and cold sweat instantly soaked his white shirt.

He then bit his lip hard, rubbed his hands together, pulled a medicine bottle from his pocket, poured out a handful of capsules, and chewed them up.

"Still want to run?"

"They really took my words as a joke."

Makoto Haramura's face instantly turned cold, and he stretched out his hand, releasing a surge of powerful magic.

The pale blue barrier solidified in an instant.

It's like a giant net, completely enveloping this space.

"boom--!"

A figure in emerald green crashed directly into the newly erected barrier, producing a trembling echo.

The form that had been painstakingly solidified became erratic again, as if it could disintegrate at any moment.

"Looks like you really want to die."

Haramura Makoto's previously open fingers instantly closed, and the massive barrier, like Haramura Makoto's palm, suddenly contracted.

"Wait, Your Majesty the True Ancestor."

"I have no ill intentions."

The shrinking blue barrier clung tightly to the spirit within the cage; if it continued to shrink, it would crush the spirit inside.

The compression frequency abruptly stopped.

Looking at that indifferent gaze that seemed to care about nothing, the spirit wanted to kneel down right then and there.

However, the cramped space made it impossible for him to do such a thing.

"Half a minute."

"Your explanation will depend on whether you live or die."

The countdown to life has begun again.

"My name is Yase Motoki. I'm here to monitor the entity for no other reason than to be able to evacuate the people as quickly as possible in case a war breaks out."

"I was chosen for this job simply because my abilities are well-suited and not easily noticed..."

Motoki Yase dared not hide anything; in fact, he couldn't even remember what he had just said if you asked him to repeat it now.

After all, he only had thirty seconds left.

He didn't know what he could say to save his life, so he just poured out everything he knew, like beans spilling from a bucket.

"The Yase family?"

Haramura Makoto completely ignored what followed, but the guy's surname piqued his interest.

The spatial barrier that had imprisoned Yase Motoki was also dispelled by him.

Maintaining this barrier any longer is pointless, as the spirit is on the verge of collapse.

He didn't know what the spirit had done, but the burst of spiritual power it unleashed must have been from taking some forbidden drug or using some forbidden technique.

Its current spiritual state is sufficient to illustrate this.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I am a member of the Yase family."

A bad feeling swept through Yase Motoki's mind, but the current situation really didn't allow him to say anything more.

be honest.

He should answer any questions asked; that's what he's supposed to do.

Makoto Haramura's lips curled up slightly.

What's this "pillow comes when you're dozing off" nonsense?

This is what they call "sending a pillow when you're already dozing off."

Although this thing is of little use to him, it's better to have it than not.

Having a legitimate reason to fight is always better than having no legitimate reason to fight, right?

"Go back and wait."

"Tell your parents that I will make a trip there in a while."

The bad premonition came true immediately, and Yase Motoki's eyes widened, as if he wanted to say something.

But before he could open his mouth, Makoto Haramura waved his hand, and his already fragile spirit dissipated.

They vanished without a trace here.

Makoto Haramura yawned, glanced at the body that had already left, and then slowly landed on the rooftop below.

“Vatra, I have endured your venomous gaze for far too long.”

"Looks like you're eager for me to send you to hell, aren't you?"

Haramura Makoto sneered, and without any warning, a pistol formed from condensed magic appeared directly in his hand. He then raised the gun and pulled the trigger directly in front of him.

"boom--!"

The gun muzzle spewed out pale blue flames.

The bullet, formed from condensed magic, tore through the air and flew out in a straight line.

“You have misunderstood, my beloved Fourth Ancestor.”

"I was so captivated by your appearance that I forgot to show myself."

A golden mist drifted in with the wind, and the blond man in the white suit revealed his figure in the hazy mist.

Atomization, type D!

This is an ability that only the bloodline of the First True Ancestor, the Forgotten War King, can possess.

Blonde hair, blue eyes, and a white suit.

These distinctive physical features already identified the visitor as Dimitriye Vatra.

The bullet pierced the spot where Vatra had originally been standing.

At this moment, Vatra bowed not as a pretense, but as a genuine and heartfelt expression of respect.

"You've been waiting here for a long time, haven't you?"

"I heard you wanted to have a fling with me, so you're here now?"

"I thought that, given your personality, you would wait until I was back to my peak before coming over."

Haramura Makoto stared indifferently at Vatra.

An invisible pressure was released at that moment, pressing down on Vatra.

But Vatra remained completely unfazed.

Or rather, he withstood the pressure emanating from Makoto Haramura unscathed.

"Your Majesty is joking."

"I do enjoy fighting strong opponents, but I am still aware of my own limitations."

"If I come back to you when you've recovered to your peak, it will just be like a moth drawn to a flame, which is futile and overestimating my abilities."

Vatra casually tossed his sunglasses out of the way.

His arms were outstretched as if embracing the world, and his azure eyes revealed a madness.

"So, under these relatively equal conditions, let's start a fierce battle."

"Relatively equal conditions?"

The vast and surging magic exploded like ocean waves, and the viscous magic filled the entire sky like a liquid.

It was as if a storm had passed in an instant.

Miraculously, the storm did not seem to affect the local people or their livelihoods.

It's as if a clear dividing line has been drawn in this boundless space.

"Didn't you say you weren't planning to start a war here?"

Just then, a figure suddenly burst onto the battlefield, trespassing into this forbidden area that no one else dared to set foot in.

"I'm giving you a signal."

"Of course, if you keep delaying, I don't mind killing this guy right here."

Nangong Nayue sighed softly, but still looked at Haramura Makoto with a sense of relief.

A purple magic circle slowly unfolded beneath Makoto Haramura's feet.

Then, Nagatsuki turned her head and looked at Vatra.

“Hey snake charmer, come here too.”

Chapter 231 Fusion of Familiars

Abandoned Sector 23 is surrounded by stacked shipping containers and all sorts of construction debris.

This is an artificial island that was added to Itogami Island two years ago.

However, for various reasons, the newly added artificial island was not completed and was abandoned after the foundation was laid.

Because of this, the existing construction waste and the surrounding construction waste have piled up here, turning this place into a landfill.

"Gentlemen, the connection between here and the main island has been severed."

Holding his signature black parasol, Nangong Nayue spoke indifferently, then nodded to Haramura Makoto.

"Then I'll leave first."

As soon as she finished speaking, Nangong Nayue, who was known for her elusive nature, disappeared from the scene.

"I never expected Your Majesty to be so gentle."

Vatra narrowed his eyes as he looked at Haramura Makoto, as if he were looking at some rare and exotic object.

It is well known that vampires are insane.

Because of their long lifespans, they had long since disregarded their own lives, so how could they possibly care about the lives of others?

As long as the emotions are there.

Let alone other civilians around, even if the people around are their own subordinates or their own relatives, vampires will do whatever they want.

Once you become a true ancestor, you can act even more recklessly.

Because they are the rule-makers in the world, and no one can restrict them.

"This is not gentleness, it's just that I don't need to lose my own property when it's unnecessary."