I, Sakura Matou, the third seat of Chasing Fire!

The existence of the world of Devil's High School can probably be understood as looking very awesome, with a high setting, but if you look carefully, you can find that this is a very rubbish world.

The stories of the entire world are limited to a small earth, and the existence of the universe is like the background texture in the game, with almost no sense of existence.

The so-called devil level or transcendent are just guys who barely touch the third and fourth levels.

It's even exaggerated.

You must know that the fourth level is the level of the Sub-Heavenly Father!

Explosive star is the standard, but the transcendent of this world can only easily destroy a country, and it will take a certain amount of time.

Only special existences like the True Red Dragon God Emperor, Infinite Dragon God, and Beast Emperor 666 can be related to the fourth level.

But this is not to say that the three have the ability of storm stars. Here we need to mention the unique evaluation in the later stage of the world of Demon High School.

The so-called power with starburst potential.

Yes, it's that weird. "Are you still in the system?"

"Oh."

It's still Alicia's voice, which is nostalgic.

At this moment, Sakura suddenly had the idea of ​​changing the system into Alicia and appearing in front of her.

"is it okay?"

She believed that the system could understand her heart.

Alicia decides to be you!

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big question mark

Popping out of my head, that was the question mark of the system.

Host, when I typed the question mark, it wasn't me who had the problem, it was you!

"Can't you?"

Sakura pouted, a little disappointed.

"The system is a serious system!"

It's still Alicia's voice, but it's because of Alicia's voice that this sentence sounds so strange!

"It's really useless."

Sakura looked into the distance, let's go and see that interesting little guy first.

In a certain church, the fallen angel named Amano Yuma had a look of fear at the moment. She didn't understand why she would provoke such a terrifying existence.

Her partners were all killed by each other in an instant.

And that guy just stood there, looking at them, and with a smile, everything except her turned into blood mist.

Blood fell on her face and body, making her in a state of distress at the moment.

"Your name is Yuma Amano, right?"

Sakura smiled and looked at the fallen angel in front of her who was trembling because of herself.

This is really the world of demon high school, look at this acquaintance in front of you, how familiar it is.

It's a pity that I only remember the name of this guy when he pretended to be in human form, that is, Yuma Amano, but she forgot the name in the form of a fallen angel.

It can't be said that she really forgot, but she remembered the name Amano Yuma at that time.

After all, the name sounds better.

"Your name is Yuma Amano, right?"

Sakura smiled and looked at the fallen angel who was trembling because of herself, and the joy of fooling the weak made her happy.

Sakura's smile is beautiful, but it is so terrifying to Yuma Amano at this moment.

Smile like a devil!

"I am....."

Listening to the trembling voice, Sakura felt that she really looked like a bad person at the moment, but she was clearly a good person.

And Amano Yuma's mood is very simple now, and her intuition tells her that if she dared to say no just now!

Then in the next second, she will turn into a cloud of blood mist like her accomplices!

The woman in front of me is a demon!

Fear rules the body, and in that extreme fear, the body becomes uncontrollable.

Following the clear sound of water, Sakura's smile also became playful.

The clear water flows along the stairway between the church seats, making a ticking sound.

"Isn't that going to kill me?"

Looking at Amano Yuuma who was in a coma due to fear and even rolled her eyes, Sakura's originally interested heart suddenly became dull.

If this guy is still awake, then she doesn't mind using this guy as a tool to play with.

Although domestic flowers are very fragrant, sometimes wild flowers have a different taste.

And as a fallen angel, he actually maintained his physical purity. This kind of thing was as rare as a succubus who had never touched a man.

It's like throwing a piece of trash, and using your feet.

Sakura directly kicked the unconscious Yuuma Amano onto a chair beside her.

Of course, she controls her powers.

She still needs Yuma Amano to live as her tool, so naturally she won't let her die now.

Looking at the messy and somewhat gloomy church in front of her, a red light appeared in Sakura's eyes.

This is not heat vision, but the power to modify reality!

65. The Monster Named Man

Task one: Get the concept of infinity.

Reward: One draw

Task two: Get the concept of fantasy.

Reward: One draw

PS: After completing all the missions, the next world shuttle can be calibrated according to the quest.

"There are only two tasks."

Sakura sat on the wooden chair, her bare feet stepping on the soft snow peak of Yuma Amano.

As a tool, it naturally has a purpose as a tool.

The blanket was the most suitable usage for this guy after much deliberation.

The toes gently clamped the slightly erect red, Sakura narrowed her eyes.

This is a good toy, and it can still feel like this.

Really good.

Stepping on it with a little force, stepped on the upturned plump body, seeing the pain on the other party's face, the corners of Sakura's mouth slightly raised.

It hurts, it hurts!

But her mouth was blocked, no matter how hard Yuma Amano tried, she couldn't make the slightest sound.

"To be a tool is to have a cognition as a tool."

Sakura bent down and pinched her tear-stained face with her hands.

"I think Xima, you don't want to die, you want to live, right?"

With a monstrous color, it is the deepest darkness, with a malice that can erode everything.

Fear circulates in the body, it stimulates the brain, drives the instinct to do what should be done.

Tongue sticking out, like a begging puppy.

The instinct of wanting to live drove her to show a humble posture.

She didn't even notice that the ball that deprived her of her ability to speak had already melted away, turning into clear water and sliding down her fair skin.

Looking at the humbleness that was exposed in order to survive, Sakura felt nothing but disgust in her heart.

It's really interesting, obviously I drove her to show such an unbearable side, but now I am loathing everything I have caused.

Sakura, you really are hopeless!

Days without Nyarlathotep...

Disgusting....

The displeasure made her want to crush Amano Yuuma's jaw, listening to the other party's shrill scream...

"Master Sakura."

The sudden sound was like a fishhook thrown into a lake with sweet bait.

At that moment, Sakura turned herself into a fish in the lake, and as a fish, she took the initiative to bite the hook with bait.

"Thank you."

"Ugh?"

Belfast blinked, why did Sakura-sama say thank you?

She just did what a maid should do.

"It's nothing."

Sakura smiled lightly, and took a sip of the black tea that Belfast had brewed.

It is the taste of Belfast, the sourness spreading in the mouth is exactly the same as the taste in Belfast before.

Sakura looked at Belfast, the disobedient maid just looked at her master with a smile.

"Could it be that Sakura-sama doesn't like it?"

Nyarlathotep was gone, and this disobedient girl seemed to have raised her buttocks again, longing for the whipping of her master.

With slightly bulging cheeks, Sakura gulped down the black tea in the cup, which was not black tea at all, then leaned forward and kissed the cherry lips of the disobedient maid.

The unprepared city gate opened directly, revealing the intention that had already been prepared.

The bright red face of the maid did not disappear at all because of the breaking of the silk thread.

The maid, who was obviously satisfied, looked at her master who punished her with puffy cheeks with resentful eyes.

"Master Sakura is the most annoying!"

The shy words carried a different kind of temptation, and the red-faced and angry face of the maid made people commit crimes.

But Sakura was unmoved, silently tasting the remaining black tea in the cup.

It is indeed the taste of my maid lady, with a different kind of sweetness in the sourness, which makes people aftertaste.

It's like the coffee milk she made for Perno's child after she woke up, like the taste Nyarlathotep tasted on her.

"Okay, stop playing."

A simple sentence made this disobedient maid even more unhappy, obviously she just wanted to make Sakura-sama happy!

Looking at the maid who was still puffing out her cheeks, Sakura smiled helplessly, stretched out her hand and hugged her in her arms.

Touching the beautiful white hair, smelling the elegant fragrance.

As a tool, Yuma Amano has delicate feet wrapped in white silk.

But the tools at this moment already have the consciousness of being tools.