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The terms "Special Grade" and "Yuan-chan" have completely different meanings.

"Ask the opinion of the top-ranking official..."

But Angel Masashi didn't pay much attention to his wife's corrections.

Upon hearing this, it was as if he had been enlightened.

The confusion in Angel Zhen's mind was instantly resolved, and he suddenly understood.

"Yeah! Why not just ask the top-tier expert?"

"With Zhenyang and Xiaohui around, they are qualified enough. We can just see what the Special Grade thinks when the time comes."

"After receiving the top-level reply, there's no need to worry. Just do your best to help!"

The more the angel thought about it, the more satisfied he became.

Suddenly I realized that it was absolutely the right decision to call my wife over to help today.

Let's try to get Masaya to interact with the Special Grade more often in the future...

This is what Angel Shinichi was thinking.

……

after that.

The two discussed several details again to ensure that the incident (by Wang and Zhao) was foolproof.

It was already past nine-thirty.

"Oh dear, it's almost ten o'clock! This won't do, we'll miss the maintenance time."

He took the necklace back and suppressed the spiritual energy overflowing from his body.

Angel Maaya glanced at the time.

I was immediately startled.

They were planning to go back.

A woman's skincare routine is very important!

Seeing that Angel Maaya was holding her cheeks with some worry, she opened the door and was about to go back.

Somewhat still uneasy, Angel Masashi asked again.

"Mare, are you really not feeling any discomfort?"

Obviously.

Angel Shinji is still worried about his wife's unusual abilities today.

This has never happened before.

Hear the words.

Angel Mare paused.

He turned around and smiled.

"Shejiang is just a worrier. Don't worry, it's nothing, just a little tired."

Say it.

Angel Maaya blinked, smiled, and then went back inside.

……

on the way home.

My body sank into the back of the chair.

Outside the window, the bustling neon lights and glamorous men and women flashed by.

Angel Mare's gaze seemed to have never touched her for even a moment.

The "outcome" that comes to mind when considering "future choices" is replaying in one's mind.

Angel Masayoshi murmured involuntarily.

"Golden light and... chaos... body?"

……

Later…

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.. (Part 1) at the same time.

Inside a manor in Tokyo.

"Hiss…"

"Damn it, my soul and consciousness are fading; I need to eat more..."

A hoarse, resentful voice echoed faintly.

on the chair.

A middle-aged man with graying temples, dressed in hunting attire, slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were bloodshot, and a deep look of terror and horror flickered within them.

He clutched his head tightly, as if some intense pain still lingered, his face completely bloodless.

Hiratsukazaki's face was ashen, forcibly suppressing the fear and a hint of indescribable fervor in his heart.

Then, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he said with dissatisfaction.

"Why hasn't the mouse arrived yet...?"

Not finished yet.

"The mouse is here!"

A gentle laugh suddenly rang out beside Hiratsukazaki's ears.

'?!!!'

Startled by the sudden noise, I was jolted awake.

But Hiratsukazaki's expression remained unchanged.

It's as if I've gotten used to it.

She glanced disapprovingly at a black-haired man who had appeared beside her at some unknown time, smiling with narrowed eyes and waving.

"How many times have I told you to get rid of your bad habit of overdoing it? What if I can't stop myself..."

He made no attempt to conceal his warning.

It was as if they were afraid that if they made a mistake, the man would die here.

If it weren't for the deep-seated apprehension hidden in those eyes.

"Sorry, it wasn't because I heard you calling me."

The man with long black hair smiled gently, seemingly not at all angry about being looked down upon and called a mouse.

Reaching into his wide black robe, the man narrowed his eyes and pulled out two large and small black beads.

It was only for a fleeting moment, the instant the black bead appeared.

It was as if a seal had been broken.

A dark mist swirled around! Black smoke billowed!

"Hiss hiss hiss—" suddenly.

It's as if they've ascended from the deepest hell!

The moment the jet-black bead, now twice its size, appeared, a shrill scream resounded instantly, flashing with streaks of crimson!

It's terrifying to look at!

It seemed to want to struggle and escape from the small sphere, but it was powerless to do so and could only let the black-haired man gently hold it in his palm.

"Hiratsuka-kun looks terrible. Did something happen?"

The black-haired man smiled, and beneath a wisp of long, slanted bangs, his smile seemed slightly puzzled.

"Ha, stop talking nonsense, you don't need to worry about it."

He gave a cold laugh.

Without hesitation, Hiratsukazaki spat out a bewitching spherical, blood-red light.

The moment the thick red light appeared, even the bright white lights seemed to be suppressed, and the entire space was immediately filled with a pungent smell of blood.

"Bring the things here quickly."

"Also, the blood semen concentration this time is much higher; two pills won't be enough."

"Oh, that's true."

"This shareholding... Hiratsuka-kun, you'd better be careful. I'll be in a lot of trouble if they find out."

He remained completely unmoved, his gentle smile seemingly unshakable no matter what.

They felt the blood-red light, which was almost twice as intense as usual.

The man's smile seemed even more sincere.

No hesitation.

He took out two more small, jet-black orbs, opened his palm, and the four orbs sped toward Hiratsukazaki as if there was no wind.

"Ha, don't compare me to you."

He chuckled.

"Snapped!"

The seemingly vanished orb was caught precisely, and Hiratsukazaki, equally adept, flung the crimson light towards the man.

"That's an indispensable part of love."

The man retorted, then casually tucked the red light into his robe.

He didn't ask any more questions, as if he wasn't interested in Hiratsuka's weakness.

After all, what's next...

(ahdg) That's the key point.

Looking directly at Hiratsukazaki, the man slowly opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing within them, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"How's the progress?"

Although his smile remained unchanged, a sudden alarm bell rang in Hiratsuka's mind!

Suddenly.

This caught Hiratsukazaki's eye.

The moment the words fell.

A thick, resentful aura suddenly filled the entire room from behind the black-haired man!

Countless hideous and eerie ghostly figures, their eyes gleaming with bloodlust, howled menacingly!

It seemed as if she wanted nothing more than to rush out and tear him to pieces!

Danger! Danger! Danger! Danger!

Hiratsukazaki was startled, but upon closer inspection, it seemed to be nothing more than an illusion.

But the sense of danger that made his mind sting was clearly telling Hiratsukazaki.