In Honkai, I Only Love Valkyries

No, perhaps he's plotting against me right now.

Fu Hua took a deep breath. She felt that even after several hundred years, she would never get used to dealing with a greedy man like Otto.

"If I were at my peak, I could have dealt with the Third Herrscher without burning my memories," Fu Hua said calmly. Although she couldn't remember how strong she was back then, she had an absolute feeling that she was no weaker than anyone else.

"Oh."

Otto merely responded. The matter of restoring Fu Hua to her peak needed careful consideration. He didn't need Fu Hua to fight the Herrscher, but the Honkai itself.

"The Tai Xu Divine Sword burns memories. If I were to copy all your memories and upload them to a database, then after you've burned them, I could re-implant the copied memories. Could you use the Tai Xu Divine Sword relying on those memories?"

Fu Hua shook her head. This approach was indeed in line with Otto's personality.

"No. If they are merely copied memories, they lack a heart. No matter how many are copied, they are useless."

"Burning memories is also burning one's own heart."

Otto felt a bit regretful. If it were possible, he could have used Fu Hua like Levantine. After she retreated, he could have implanted memories and then unleashed her ultimate move again after the cooldown.

"Alright then." Otto's peripheral vision caught a familiar figure in the women's restroom. "Someone's here. You'll wait in Changkong City for now. Also, be careful of Anti-Entropy. Their people might be desperately looking for me and the Third Herrscher."

Fu Hua nodded, giving Mei, who was walking out of the restroom, a meaningful look.

Even though she's the Third Herrscher, it's truly pathetic to be targeted by someone like Otto.

Without saying another word, Fu Hua, who understood the importance of minding her own business, turned and left, not exchanging another sentence with Otto.

Otto didn't watch Fu Hua's retreating back. Instead, he looked at the ground, his brow furrowed. Although Fu Hua hadn't noticed that he had been replaced internally, Otto wasn't happy.

This was because Fu Hua currently couldn't knock the Will of Honkai offline. If the Will of Honkai came back online, Otto didn't believe he would fall for the same trick again. He was playing chess with gods.

However, he put away his slightly worried expression because Mei had arrived. He couldn't let her see his face like this; it would ruin today's date.

"Did I keep you waiting?" Mei approached Otto, her hands behind her back, and asked timidly. To her, Mr. Otto was a mysterious person, and she felt that if she angered him, something bad might happen.

"No, not at all. It's noon now, let's go have lunch."

"Okay."

The sun rose, then set, leaving only the afterglow.

Kiana, holding a crepe, said to Asakura Miyuki beside her.

"That's all for today. I had a really good time."

"Are... are we friends now?" Kiana asked Asakura Miyuki, looking at her second friend.

Her raven-black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, her eyes were as captivating as the night sky, and her skin was as pure and fair as snow. Her demeanor was elegant, serene, dignified, and proper. She was truly a young lady of high standing. Not like me.

"Yes. Classmate Kiana." Asakura Miyuki smiled as she looked at Kiana. "We are already friends."

"I'm very happy you came out with me today. Actually, I'm also a transfer student, I just came a month earlier than you."

"It's truly my honor to have met you."

The girl was dignified and elegant. Kiana raised an eyebrow. Oh? So she was bullied after transferring? Kiana remembered that desk, but now that she was here, she wouldn't allow them to do that. Moreover, the reopening of Senba Academy was still uncertain.

"See you later then, someone's waiting for me at home," Kiana said. Asakura Miyuki's eyes held a hint of envy and loneliness, and her voice was almost imperceptible.

"That's nice, having family waiting for you at home."

Kiana didn't hear her. She waved goodbye to Asakura Miyuki and turned to leave. What a carefree girl. I envy her.

Asakura Miyuki watched Kiana's retreating figure. Once she could no longer see her, she started walking home.

But then, a shadow blocked her path. The girl struggled, but it was useless. Several men dragged her into a secluded alley, and the entrance was then blocked by several figures.

"Idiot! You think you can escape just by transferring to a girls' school?"

The man roughly shoved Asakura Miyuki, her back hitting the wall with a pained cry.

"You won't get away until we're tired of you! Stupid woman!"

The man was lying.

Once they grew tired of her, they would force her to earn money for them to squander. Her life or death, her future, meant nothing to them.

The men began to strip her clothes off.

The girl weakly tilted her head, her eyes hollowly gazing at the sky.

Tears and struggles were meaningless. Before she even came to Senba Academy, she had already fallen into a nightmare.

She understood then. Transferring schools was pointless. Everywhere was hell.

In her mind... Kiana's face appeared.

Her body trembled slightly. The slightest resistance only made the men more excited.

A broken doll struggled.

But... I'm different now.

A strange smile flickered across her lips. The men, uncomfortable with the smile, immediately punched the girl in the face.

"What are you smiling at! A toy should act like a toy!"

Her face swelled, blood dripping down.

Just then, a furious roar echoed.

"What do you think you're doing!!!!"

"Let my friend go, right now!!!"

Kiana stood at the alley entrance, her eyes wide as she stared at the girl and the men. Anger burned in her chest.

She couldn't stand this.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the white-haired beauty, the men's lewd expressions hadn't even formed before a white meteor plunged into their midst.

A flying kick sent the man pinning Asakura Miyuki flying. He slammed into the wall, his body twisting unnaturally before he collapsed to the ground.

Lifeless.

Kiana ignored it. She was wearing the White Comet battlesuit.

The other thugs screamed at the contorted body. Some were so terrified their legs went soft, crawling out of the alley.

Kiana paid them no mind. She helped Asakura Miyuki up, asking with concern, "Are you alright?"

Asakura Miyuki looked at her savior and managed a smile.

If only...

I had met you sooner.

"I... I'm fine."

Looking at the valiant Kiana, Asakura Miyuki felt like she had fallen in love.

Seeing Asakura Miyuki was unharmed, Kiana breathed a sigh of relief. But then, she caught the scent of blood.

She pulled herself back from the rage, regaining a sliver of reason.

Kiana took a difficult breath and looked at the twisted corpse. The thug who had harassed Asakura Miyuki was deader than dead.

Kiana had kicked him to death.

Leaning against the wall, Kiana struggled to pull out her phone and dialed a number.

"Otto... I killed someone."

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Chapter 42: You Didn't Kill Anyone

In a brightly lit room, Asakura Miyuki sat somewhat nervously on a chair.

She glanced at the white-haired girl beside her, Kiana, who was eating a bowl of katsudon.

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After kicking the man to death, Kiana had immediately turned herself in. Asakura Miyuki had naturally accompanied her.

However, Asakura Miyuki was a little confused.

They hadn't been treated poorly at all. The person in charge here was incredibly respectful to Kiana, as if she wasn't a murderer, but some revered ancestor.

After escorting them into this room, no one had even come to interrogate them.

Still, Asakura didn't dwell on it too much.

Asakura Miyuki looked at Kiana's profile, feeling that Kiana looked happy, yet a shadow of gloom was cast over her happiness.

It's all... those guys' fault.

Her pitch-black eyes were lifeless, and her hands, resting on her knees, clenched tightly.

Just then, the room door was suddenly pushed open, and a blond man in white rushed in. Asakura Miyuki's hands tightened even further.

"I won't allow you to judge Kiana."

"If you're not going to judge those beasts, then by what right do you judge Kiana?"

"Kiana has done nothing that warrants judgment!"

However, the blond man who entered looked at Kiana, who was eating, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he plopped down in the seat opposite Kiana.

"Honestly, are you alright? Are you injured anywhere?"

Seeing Otto enter, Kiana held her chopsticks, a few grains of rice clinging to the corner of her mouth.

"Otto... I killed someone."

Her tone was a little lost.

Kiana's heart was not as calm as it appeared on the surface. She recalled the twisted bodies and the blood splattered everywhere.

She covered her mouth, but didn't throw up.

Huh?

Asakura Miyuki was a little surprised. Did Kiana know this blond man?

They seemed quite familiar. Kiana had a look of relief when she saw Otto.

It seemed Kiana relied on him a lot.