Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

#750 - Section 750

Hearing this, Ye Xing couldn't help but complain.

"So, after all this fuss, you're just here trying to get some essence? Why didn't you just say so?"

Kinomoto Kunitsuna wore a pitiful, aggrieved, and resentful expression, whispering softly.

"I've said it directly many times, but every time… you always delay, which makes me feel… that you might think a spirit of my level… is no longer worthy of you, and you want to replace me directly, so… so…"

As she spoke, Kinomoto Kunitsuna already looked like she was about to cry, on the verge of tears.

"Even if it's my turn, it should be my turn, right?"

"Is this sword… seriously, is it serious or not?"

At this moment, Ye Xing deeply felt the great responsibility he bore as the God of the Harem.

It was one thing for beautiful girls to want to conquer him, but even a sword had unreasonable desires for him?

The world is going to hell, and people's hearts are not what they used to be.

"Is this the only way?"

Seeing that Ye Xing didn't directly agree but was contemplating, a conflicted and hesitant look appeared on Kinomoto Kunitsuna's beautiful face. She lightly bit her silver teeth and finally, with a look of determination, softly spoke.

"Actually… it's not just this method. Last time I went with you to that world, although I didn't manifest, I could feel that the spirits in that world… emanated an aura that was very tempting to me. I roughly deduced that perhaps if I devoured the spirits of that world, the strength of my spiritual power could also be improved."

"Oh? Is there such a thing?"

Ye Xing noncommittally replied, then suddenly stood up and walked to Kinomoto Kunitsuna, smiling as he reached out to caress her cheek, his tone gentle.

"Since you told me the truth, then as a reward, although I don't know if there will be a chance to go to that world again, but… I will give you milk training."

Hearing this, Kinomoto Kunitsuna's face lit up with joy, and she couldn't wait to ask.

"Master, now!? Will we start now!?"

"How is that possible now?"

Ye Xing shook his head and smiled.

"Yukino Yukinoshita would not agree. Let's talk about it when we return to Kyoto and we are alone."

"Okay, Master."

After receiving Ye Xing's definite answer, Kinomoto Kunitsuna returned to her docile personality, nodded obediently, and then slowly disappeared.

"Sigh, really."

Ye Xing stood up and shook his head, looking very troubled.

"It's a good thing it's me, otherwise, if it were someone else, how could they withstand this kind of high-intensity exploitation every day?"

After opening the door of the compartment and entering the location of the master bedroom of the hotel suite, what Ye Xing saw…

Of course, it wasn't any erotic R-rated scene, after all, the target was Yukino Yukinoshita, not Toma Kazusa and Kitagawa Haimu, the more open and proactive type of beautiful girls.

"You… you've come…"

Yukino Yukinoshita, who had changed into a set of pajamas, saw Ye Xing enter the room, and a shy blush appeared on her fair neck. She raised her hand and pointed to the bathroom on the side, saying in a voice as thin as a mosquito's hum.

"That… I've already taken a shower… you should go wash up too…"

"Okay."

As Ye Xing entered the bathroom, closed the door, and started washing, hearing the sound of water, Yukino Yukinoshita nervously fiddled with the corner of her pajamas, taking deep breaths, as if she was extremely nervous.

Just then, a gust of cold wind suddenly swept through the hotel room.

"What are you hesitating about?"

Yukino Yukinoshita's Soul True Body, the Snow Woman, appeared on her own, sitting with her at the end of the bed, her slender legs crossed, one hand propping her chin, teasing with a playful look.

"Go eavesdrop if you want to."

"Ea, ea, eavesdrop!??"

Yukino Yukinoshita's pretty face flushed red, glaring at her Soul True Body, the Snow Woman, and lightly biting her silver teeth.

"I… how could I do such a rogue-like thing? What, what are you talking about!??"

"Oh, oh, oh, so you wouldn't do such a thing."

The Snow Woman nodded with a meaningful look, then suddenly stood up and quickly walked to the bathroom door, revealing a sweet smile in Yukino Yukinoshita's horrified and shocked gaze.

"But, I not only eavesdrop, but I also do more excessive things."

The next second, the Snow Woman suddenly opened the bathroom door and ran in eagerly, shouting.

"Ye Xing-kun, I'm coming in!"

"Eh, no, you…"

Yukino Yukinoshita didn't even have time to stop her, and the Snow Woman had already run into the bathroom and closed the door.

She hesitated and walked over, finding that there was a rubbing sound like undressing coming from the bathroom, and also…

"Yes, Ye Xing-kun, that's the spot… faster… keep going, it feels so good."

"You… you two…"

Yukino Yukinoshita felt extremely shy and at the same time, a surge of anger arose in her heart. Not caring so much, she directly pushed open the bathroom door.

"What are you two doing… eh?"

When she saw the scene before her eyes, Yukino Yukinoshita found that it wasn't as vulgar as she had imagined.

She only saw Ye Xing, who had obviously just finished showering, with drops of water still hanging on his hair, gently stroking the Snow Woman's long hair, while the Snow Woman was like a well-behaved kitten, enjoying Ye Xing's caress with one hand, while also pulling the other hand over to gently rub her cheek against it.

"What are you…"

"Eh? What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Seeing Yukino barge in as he had expected, Yuki-Onna wore a smug, boastful expression.

"How is it? Feeling very unwilling, aren't you? The things you wanted to do with Nightstar-kun, I've already taken the first step!"

"Um..."

Yukino Yukinoshita finally realized something was amiss, and hesitated.

"You... you thought what I wanted to do with Nightstar... was this?"

This time it was Yuki-Onna's turn to be dumbfounded.

"Eh? What else would it be?"

"You... really are..."

Yukino Yukinoshita originally wanted to retort, but upon further reflection, Yuki-Onna was a true manifestation of her inner self.

This kind of innocent yet awkward and strong-willed personality, viewed from an outsider's perspective...

"It's so embarrassing..."

At the same time this thought surfaced in Yukino Yukinoshita's mind, Yuki-Onna finally realized what Yukino was going to do with Nightstar tonight. Her pale face flushed red, and she couldn't even speak, disappearing quickly like someone fleeing in panic.

"That girl, really..."

Yukino Yukinoshita looked speechless, supporting her forehead and sighing softly, then looked at Nightstar standing there with drops of water still clinging to his hair, and apologized with a slightly red face.

"Um... sorry, did I interrupt your bath...?"

"It's okay, I'm already done."

"So fast?"

Yukino Yukinoshita thought that from the time Nightstar entered the bathroom to when Yuki-Onna followed him in, it was less than two minutes. Was he really done that quickly?

Although Nightstar's physical fitness was extraordinary, there was no need to compress even such daily activities so tightly, right?

"Of course it was fast."

Nightstar didn't hide anything, just said bluntly.

"Because I'm in a hurry."

"Hurry? Hurry for what..."

Halfway through speaking, Yukino Yukinoshita suddenly paused, because she had already realized what Nightstar was in a hurry to do.

"That... that... I..."

Yukino Yukinoshita mustered her courage, slowly walked up to Nightstar, first looked up at him, then lowered her head, and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's hum.

"You... you're too tall, bend down a little..."

Yukino Yukinoshita's height was a full 1.65 meters, which was already considered extremely tall and outstanding among high school girls in Sakura Province, but standing in front of Nightstar, who was over 1.8 meters tall, she still seemed a bit petite.

"I've bent down, then what...?"

Before Nightstar could finish speaking, Yukino Yukinoshita had already tiptoed and leaned over, closed her eyes and gently kissed him, then raised her hand to cover her lips, a layer of mist appearing in her eyes, and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's hum.

"It's a little cold..."

Immediately afterwards, Yukino Yukinoshita tiptoed again, put her arms around Nightstar's neck, and the two's lips touched. Although the movements were very clumsy and stiff, Yukino Yukinoshita showed a passion that was completely inconsistent with her usual image.

"But... I don't dislike this feeling."

...

Half a month later, in the Sobu High School auditorium.

"Did you hear? Hayato Hayama has withdrawn from the election."

"Withdrawn? Really?"

"Yeah, there's only an hour left before the official campaign speech and voting session. To withdraw from the election at this time? Isn't that a bit too..."

"It seems to be pressure from the soccer club. After all, the student council and club activities can't be balanced. Our Sobu High School soccer team has a chance to participate in the national tournament next semester. Who becomes the student council president doesn't really matter. If we can really achieve a ranking in the national tournament, that's more important."

"That's true."

Meanwhile, in the backstage preparation room of the auditorium, Yumiko Miura was looking at herself in the mirror, constantly taking deep breaths, while Kitagawa Marin and Yui Yuigahama were helping her tidy up her hair and clothes, hoping that when she appeared on stage, Yumiko Miura would appear in front of the school's teachers and students in the most perfect image.

"Yumiko, don't be so nervous."

Yui Yuigahama seemed to see Yumiko Miura's nervousness and comforted her with a smile.

"Nightstar has already talked to the school. This so-called campaign speech is just a formality. The position of student council president will definitely be yours."

"Yeah, that's right."

Nightstar, who was sitting aside and flipping through a science magazine, yawned and said lazily.

"As long as you don't do any stunts like handstands and shampooing on stage, or cooking yourself in an iron pot, it doesn't matter what else you say, you'll definitely be elected."

"Um..."

Yumiko Miura's smile seemed a bit forced. She stood up, tidied her clothes, and nodded with a somewhat complicated expression.

"Thank you."

Yui Yuigahama replied with a smile.

"We're friends, no need to be polite."

"Um... then I'll go first."

After Yumiko Miura left the backstage preparation room, Yui Yuigahama suddenly seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, patting her chest.

"Hoo... I'm really not good at lying."

"Me too."

Kitagawa Marin also looked like she could finally relax, and looked at Nightstar sitting there curiously.

"What do you think Yumiko Miura will do when she finds out the truth?"

"That's hard to say."