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Chapter 190 Diablo's Despair

"A... a concubine?!"

Song Ruyu was speechless, shaking her head: "Impossible...absolutely impossible!"

"What I've always strived for is to become the absolute strongest... Although we have some entanglements, if you hinder my path to becoming strong, even if you take Alan with you... I... I will not agree to your request..."

Having slept with Jiang Ling and done those things, I felt ashamed of becoming a weak, submissive woman.

But that was only temporary, just like Han Xin's humiliation of crawling between someone's legs.

But what if she really agreed to become his concubine?

That would be tantamount to trampling the faith that has been practiced for the past ten years underfoot!

She, Song Ruyu, would cry, scream, and make shameful "oh ho ho" sounds beneath him.

After finishing eating.

She will continue on her own path, steadfastly moving forward.

Her parents couldn't stop her, Alan couldn't stop her, and Jiang Ling couldn't stop her either. This was the "path" she was practicing, becoming a true strong person.

Jiang Ling heard her thoughts and sighed inwardly, "As expected of my proud and aloof wife..."

Even when she was thoroughly seduced by him to the point of being utterly nauseous, she always maintained her composure and wouldn't completely degenerate into a nauseous person like the white-robed sword immortals in some online novels.

That's what makes her truly adorable!

"Okay, if you don't want to do it, then don't. Here, take this." Jiang Ling handed her her own exclusive equipment, the "Cardboard Knight Headgear":

"While you can't directly use the ability with this, wearing it will create a 'cognitive barrier'..."

"Is this some important equipment?"

Hesitation flickered in his cool eyes, and he bit his thin lips.

She did not immediately accept the extraordinary item that, once worn, would be able to withstand a tsunami-level disaster.

"Just wear this, and then put on this 'ever-changing outfit'—and become 'Index'," Jiang Ling said without giving her a chance to explain, putting the hood on her head, draping the clothes over her shoulders, and then pulling her to swipe her card to open the door to the next room.

"Ugh—! Wait a minute… I… I'm not ready to see Alan yet!"

Song Ruyu was in a panic, and her ever-changing clothes emitted a shimmering light.

Click.

"Hehe... Ah Ling, you're back?"

Lan Xinlan smiled brightly, her little blue hair was neatly combed, and she was wearing a cute little white velvet hat.

Turning around, I saw the blond guy I'd been longing for.

But at this very moment, the person she had been longing for walked in, leading a little white-haired girl dressed in what looked like church attire and wearing a hood.

The little girl's ears turned red, as if she were extremely shy.

Eh?

Lan Xinlan was on the verge of tears, crying out in her heart, "Could it be that Alan has been filtered out again?!"

"Alan, let me introduce you. This is my colleague from Bureau 749, who is here to assist me in this operation. Her name is Ayu. I just went out to meet her. Let's get to know each other."

Jiang Ling released her hand without changing her expression, walked over and took Alan's small hand, conveying the warmth of love through her palm. She turned to look at the bewildered Song Ruyu and smiled slightly.

"Ayu, this is my beloved wife, Alan. She's a shy girl on the outside but kind on the inside, and she's skilled in hacking..."

"Oh ho ho ho ho~?"

Lan Xinlan was in a good mood and couldn't help but hum softly:

"My beloved wife? Hehe... Ugh~ Alan is no match for Miyu~ At most, he's just on the same level as her..."

"Hello...you," Song Ruyu greeted him first.

She roughly understood what Jiang Ling was going to do.

An unpleasant acquaintance masquerades as a kind stranger, offering her love and help along the way, winning her favor. Then, the stranger reveals their true identity, canceling out the past dislike with the present kindness. The remaining kindness becomes the starting point for their relationship to restart...

This method is outdated.

However, the success rate is very high—at this point, it's the only thing she can do.

I really, really don't want to hear Alan say, "I hate you so much!" anymore.

"Hey, hello there."

Lan Xinlan's face was flushed, and she had a silly grin on her lips, still immersed in the phrase "my beloved wife".

People who lacked love growing up are easily satisfied—he looked them in the eyes and said "I love you," and it made Youyou willingly hang herself, Alan laugh wildly, and Meiyu poke Taotao to pieces...

"What kind of colleagues are you and my husband?"

Out of a woman's wariness, Alan asked casually.

"Uh—", Song Ruyu didn't know how to answer.

"Just ordinary, honest colleagues who team up with each other on missions," Jiang Ling gently tapped her head. "Got it?"

"Oh……"

"Ayu, I'm going to go with my Alan to unclog the bathroom drain first. Please have a seat. We'll go upstairs to carry out our mission later."

Without a word, Jiang Ling scooped Alan up in her arms and carried her towards the starry sky hot spring pool, turning back with a smile, "Don't suddenly come in~"

"Ah Ling—! Ugh…", Lan Xinlan blushed, closed her eyes, and whispered, "There are outsiders here…"

"It's okay~ Alan used to eavesdrop on Miyu all the time, so let others eavesdrop this time~"

"Well……"

"It's my first time soaking in a hot spring—I want to go with you!" Jiang Ling's eyes were full of affection, and her warm breath made Alan dizzy and confused. She nodded in agreement.

"Okay... Is this Ah Ling's first time going to a hot spring with a girl too...?"

"Yes."

—It's past midnight, and it's common knowledge that everything is "refreshed" at midnight.

So, can this be considered fraud?

Song Ruyu looked at the sliding door of the bathtub with a complicated expression, feeling like she was sitting on pins and needles. She let out a long sigh and felt a pang of bitterness in her heart.

Steam rose and heat filled the air, and the semi-transparent frosted sliding door reflected the silhouettes of tall figures and petite, delicate bodies.

Half an hour later.

"Hmm... I remember Alan used to be a very pure and well-behaved girl, so why are the things she says in his arms... so... um..."

Song Ruyu felt a pang of sadness, thinking, "I never imagined my good friend would stoop to this level."

But then I thought again—how much better am I?

It's just a case of the pot calling the kettle black... If you really compare how they looked in the bathtub, you never know who would be more depraved.

"Hmm... if Alan and I were to serve him together... ugh, that's absolutely impossible—agreeing to sleep with him anytime, anywhere is already the biggest concession I've made!"

……

The second floor.

Diablo was leisurely savoring an 82 Lafite.

He raised it high, intending to drink it all in one gulp.

Suddenly, he froze on the spot, unable to move, and the wine that had flowed out solidified like icicles.

This power... is... is—time manipulation, time stop!

His younger brother, Tonio, is a special twin born with a shared understanding and some of their hidden abilities. Although he cannot erase events related to his deceased brother, he possesses a certain degree of time resistance, allowing him to maintain consciousness within time-stopping environments.

From twin orphans abandoned by their biological mother on the banks of the Tamagawa River to the "Snake Emperor" who controls 80% of Japan's drug trade, he has only ever felt this time-stopping aura from one person—the blond-haired guy who killed Tony, who could erase time, with a single move!

"That guy... he's here! He... he's chased me all the way to Hokkaido!" Diablo howled in despair, his mind focused on only one thought: "Run! Run to a deserted place and hide!"

The lingering effects of the stern father's roar terrified his son.

Whoosh—!

The time stop ended—he wrapped himself in a bath towel, didn't even have time to put on clothes, and ran downstairs as fast as he could, only to stop halfway down.

"No, what if he's walking up from downstairs? He'd just run into us!"

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Diablo's forehead. He turned and ran upstairs, all the way to the fourth-floor stairwell.

When the henchmen of the "Snow Bear Gang" and "Wild Wolf Gang" saw a naked man running up, they all raised their dark gun barrels, aimed at him, and shouted a warning: "Take another step up, and you're dead!"

Diablo seemed oblivious to the guns in their hands and ran straight upstairs—

Once I reached the rooftop, I was free!

"Bang bang bang!"

Three golden arcs of light traced the muzzle of the gun, striking his forehead, neck, and chest.

"Pfft—"

However, the people with blood gushing from their foreheads, necks, and chests were the gangsters blocking his way, their pupils wide open.

"What... Oh no! It's... It's the supernatural beings! Supernatural beings are attacking—!"