Chapter 483: He Became a Dad?
Chapter 483: He Became a Dad?
A pure white wedding dress, a sweeping skirt hem, long hair fluttering within Himekoji’s sight.
Yukinoshita arrived as promised.
Maintaining composure before the chilling, gigantic sword light-spectacle.
Unbelievably cool!
She was the reliable partner who fearlessly shielded Himekoji in times of danger!
So awesome!
Just as Himekoji thought all this,
“Urk—”
A sudden retching sound miserably ruined the cool atmosphere.
Yukinoshita, utterly cool just a second before, suddenly bent over, clutching her stomach, retching repeatedly.
Her symptoms were exactly the same as The Brave’s earlier!
What happened?
Just as Himekoji was about to ask, he belatedly realized—
Oh no!
He seemed to have forgotten something very, very important…
The Human-shaped Walking Artillery skill was still working perfectly!
Because The Brave had moved away, he didn’t think about it anymore…
But Yukinoshita was truly within the skill’s range right now!
So… did he, did he become a dad?
That was the first absurd thought popping into his head.
[Ding!]
[Task: Make Yukinoshita and Yuigahama have a baby. Stage One complete!]
[Reward delivered immediately!]
[New skill acquired — Limited Skill•Devour!]
No way?
The having a baby task…
It was done?! That was way too casual!!!
Hearing the System prompt, Himekoji froze on the spot.
Hey! That’s unfair!
Becoming a dad or something…
And he was still a virgin!!
A flood of strange, chaotic thoughts filled his mind, but fortunately, he hadn’t forgotten the current crisis.
A fierce battle was at hand!
Calm down! Calm down!
He was going to be a dad, he couldn’t be this careless anymore!
…
Could this finally be over?
Thinking this with a look of relief, The Brave suddenly stiffened.
[Ding!]
[Danger! Danger! Host detected losing will to fight. Taking over host’s body now!]
[Slash!]
[The Brave must not lose!]
This is bad!
“Get away!”
The Brave only had time to roar this.
The next moment, his body no longer belonged to him.
The colossal sword light, carrying terrifying power, sliced towards Himekoji — and Yukinoshita shielding him.
“How?!”
Himekoji was shocked!
He thought Yukinoshita’s arrival would buy him minutes, but events just overtook his hopes.
He clearly saw The Brave’s resistance and struggle.
So, in the end, that guy was just a pitiful puppet controlled by strings.
A marionette unable to break free!
The ones pulling the strings all deserved to die!
“Yukinoshita, run!”
Himekoji even regretted dragging Yukinoshita into this mess.
But he knew regret was useless. The only thing he could do now was clean up this mess.
As the sword light closed in, Himekoji, at the last possible moment, desperately shoved Yukinoshita out of its path.
Using every ounce of his strength just for that move.
The after-effects of his Clothing Explosion and mounting injuries left Himekoji powerless to do anything more.
Yet he’d done all he could!
Next, it’s up to you—
“Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye!!!”
Under the looming sword light, at the Chapel’s center, on death’s very edge, Himekoji called out loudly.
Stripped naked, covered in wounds and blood.
The sword light poised above his head – he would die the next second.
Death felt so near, yet he seemed oblivious.
Turning only to gaze towards the Chapel entrance, shouting—
“Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye!!!”
He called that name once more.
What came next, he couldn’t do alone.
Wasn’t it natural to place hope and trust in others now?
Just like he trusted Yukinoshita, he trusted Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye this way!
Even if The Brave had won the previous 9,999 battles between The Brave and the Evil Eye of the Wicked Lord, he would still believe—
The next victory absolutely belonged to the Evil Eye of the Wicked Lord!
In this specific script pitting The Brave against the Evil Eye of the Wicked Lord, only the latter could defeat The Brave—not him, Himekoji.
He’d learned this after resorting to dirty tricks, transforming into a Pervert, scheming intensely yet still failing bitterly.
So, right now!
He would stake his very life for the reappearance of the Evil Eye of the Wicked Lord!
…
“Akito!”
“Mr. Himekoji!”
At the Chapel entrance, the very end of the red carpet, a single mouth opened, uttering two similar yet distinct calls.
Clatter.
The MAX coffee she’d struggled to buy from every convenience store fell onto the floor with a crisp sound, unnoticed by Rikka.
She just stared ahead in disbelief, heart pounding wildly.
The sword light pressed against Himekoji’s forehead. His bangs were neatly sliced off. A gash split his forehead. Blood smeared thick across his face.
This Himekoji, turning back to look at her, offered a weak, relieved smile.
“Akito!”
“Mr. Himekoji!!”
“No!”
“Stop!!! Stop it!!! I said STOP!!!”
Her loud shrieks made no difference. The relentless sword light hesitated not at all, continuing its crushing descent.
Blood—Himekoji’s blood—flowed heavily.
The Chapel’s red carpet soaked a deeper, eerie crimson.
Himekoji looked at her, lips moving as if whispering something.
She couldn’t hear a thing.
Just crying, terrified, instinctively blurting out loud—
“Explode, reality!
Shatter, spirit!
Banish this world!”
Rikka’s right eye blazed with dazzling, golden light in that instant!
“Ha…”
Himekoji chuckled weakly, covered in blood and sheer mess.
He had waited.
This was what he had waited for.
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