A New Transmigration (5.5K)

Sincere and heartfelt.

He didn't know how much courage it took for Miyuki to say those words.

But one thing is certain: Miyuki shed tears.

Tears streamed down my cheeks like beads from a broken string.

"Huh? You shouldn't be crying at a time like this..."

Miyuki reached out to wipe away her tears, but Mahiro had already reached out and gently brushed away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"It's okay, I know, but I will absolutely not allow the kind of thing that Miyuki is worried about to happen."

Marry Miyuki to someone else?

Joke.

He himself couldn't have imagined such a scene, and the consequences were even more unpredictable.

In a fit of rage, he might just destroy the world.

"No, Brother Mahiro, let Miyuki handle this herself. Mahiro you need to do now is hold Miyuki."

Miyuki slowly leaned into his arms, resting her head on his broad chest and listening to his strong heartbeat.

At times like these, any words are superfluous.

So, Mahiro reached out and hugged the girl in his arms.

Her slender figure is well-proportioned, with curves in all the right places, neither too plump nor too bony.

It truly deserves to be called the pinnacle of research from the Fourth Laboratory.

In response, Miyuki gently tightened her arms around Mahiro's neck.

"Brother Mahiro, please hug Miyuki, okay? Miyuki wishes this moment could last forever."

"A lifetime is a long time, can Miyuki bear it?"

"Yes, as long as Mahiro likes Miyuki, Miyuki will always stay by his side."

Miyuki tilted her pretty face up and gently bit Mahiro's lips, her blushing cheeks adding to her beauty.

Her awkwardness was evident even in her kissing gestures.

Shortly after, their lips parted.

Miyuki buried her face in Mahiro's arms. The sweet innocence of their first kiss made Miyuki heart pound and she felt a sweet sensation all over her body.

For a young girl experiencing love for the first time, even a simple touch of lips is enough to leave her with endless aftertaste.

Mahiro also freed one hand and snapped his fingers.

Shambhala activated instantly.

The two disappeared in an instant.

"Oh dear, they're leaving already."

After they left, amidst the rolling waves, a languid, beautiful voice quietly echoed across the tranquil beach.

Maya was seen strolling on the beach, wearing her deep red gothic dress and high heels.

Finally, I sat down in front of the empty blanket.

A hand with bright red nail polish gently brushed across the surface, a gentle smile playing on her lips.

"Oh dear, I really don't know why Miyuki would have such a thought... I would never do anything to disappoint that child."

And...

"Since you were so worried, why didn't you go and check on them earlier, my dear sister?"

She looked up and saw Yotsuba Miya standing beside her, gazing at the rolling sea in the distance.

So dark, so deep, it was unfathomable.

Just like how she feels right now.

Volume 7: Lelouch

Chapter 237 A New Transmigration (5.5K)

Inside the room.

Her jet-black hair fluttered in the wind, and tiny beads of sweat glistened on her snow-white skin.

Her delicate feet traced graceful arcs in mid-air.

"Brother Mahiro, Miyuki will always love and respect you!!!"

After letting out a high-pitched scream, the girl fainted on the soft, pure white bed, her eyes rolling back in her head.

Miyuki completely gave herself, every part of herself, to Mahiro.

It's as if it's to release the love that has been dormant for so many years.

It seemed more like a response to the statements of the branch families, and a form of resistance against the previous head of the family Maya Yotsuba.

Little did they know, unless Maya Yotsuba had truly gone mad, Maya would not allow Miyuki to marry someone else, no matter what.

I had the same thought Yotsuba Miya.

Although her inner thoughts were more complex.

She and her daughter belonged to her nephew, and so on...

Even if this daughter wasn't born through normal means.

It is the most perfect adjustment body.

After a night of frenzy, the uncultivated land of Miyuki finally blossomed with its own unique brilliance.

However, she is more... dependent on Mahiro than before.

Even when Mahiro up to order his men to prepare breakfast, Miyuki had to force herself to stay upright despite her aching body and reach out to hold him back, hoping he wouldn't leave.

The infatuation and lingering affection in their eyes were completely undisguised.

And so, Mahiro spent a few days entwined with Miyuki, and then a few days with the others.

However, Miyuki and Mayumi and the others left Mashima Island first because they had to go to school.

Mahiro also temporarily enjoys a real vacation.

Autumn goes and winter comes.

This time, they stayed in the world of The Irregular at Magic High School for a long time, almost two years.

He suddenly received a message from Shiba Heavy Industries--

"Has the modification of the Nation-Protector Divine Machine been completed?"

"Yes, Mahiro, everything has been modified according to your wishes."

The secretary, dressed in a suit, held a report in her hands, explaining the parameters one by one to him.

The gold-rimmed glasses she wore added a touch of mature charm to her already fresh and lovely face.

A pair of slender, shapely legs encased in sheer nude stockings shimmered with a soft glow in the rhythm of the corridor lights, while her black high heels clicked on the marble floor with a soothing cadence.

Such a capable and efficient appearance is enough to make one's heart flutter; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she is the dream goddess in the hearts of men.

After giving their report, they arrived at the end of the corridor.

Newt pulled out a magnetic card and swiped it in front of the door, and the heavy metal door immediately opened to both sides.

As the mist billowed out, a mech finally appeared in the hangar.

Just as the New York Times reported.

The once Nation-Protector Divine Machine, measuring tens or even hundreds of meters in size, has now undergone a dramatic transformation, as if it had been forcibly condensed, leaving it only six meters tall.

Moreover, its appearance no longer resembles the original form of the Nation-Protector Divine Machine.

If I had to say, the only thing left on it was the weapons.

A single shot can destroy a city; it's an absolute weapon capable of hunting even the most legendary and extremely dangerous species.

"In addition, the mecha has been rebuilt, using the scales and bones of the Cloud Giant Dragon that you hunted, Lord Mahiro. The factors extracted from the Demon Extract by Lord Ita and Sumire Muroto have also been incorporated into the mecha. Furthermore, a magic activation system has been added according to your requirements, in the words of this world."

Rather than mecha, it's actually closer to specialized CAD...

Extracting factors from blood and fusing them into the mecha?

No wonder it's so chilling; it even contains elements of Demon Extract...

Is this some kind of biotechnology from a science fiction novel?

Just as he was about to complain, he suddenly saw a petite figure next to the mecha.

"I'll continue the report later."

"Yes."

Yoshihiro closed the detailed report in his hand, and when he looked up again, he saw Mahiro walking towards that figure.

Petite Sherry was typing on the cold keyboard when she suddenly felt a weight on her shoulder.

A coat, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, was draped over her shoulders.

But the taste... it's somewhat familiar...

"... Mahiro?"

Her small nostrils twitched, and she immediately turned around excitedly.

Mahiro touched her hair and said with a helpless expression:

"When did you turn into a puppy? You can even smell that?"

"Hehehe... actually, I can only recognize the teacher's scent..."

Sherry's face was flushed red, whether from the cold or embarrassment, and the puffs of white breath she exhaled blurred the embarrassment on her face.

Indeed, using smell to identify people is a bit too stimulating for her.

However, she also wanted to remember the taste of Mahiro, so she specifically asked Beatrice for help and spent a long time learning it.

"Is this your work?"

Mahiro decisively chose to change the subject, raising his head to look up at the six-meter-tall mecha in front of him.

"Yes... but actually it was Miss Ita, Dr. Sumire Muroto, and I who did it together, and... and Miss Miori Shiba also helped."

"Really? What about Ita and the doctor?"

"They went back to rest... Oh, no, it's not 'they,' it's just that Miss Ita and the doctor have been very tired lately. There's only a little bit of adjustment work left, so I took over and let them rest first..."

Sherry, fearing that Mahiro misunderstand, hurriedly tried to explain.

"I know."

Even if Sherry didn't say it, he knew it very well.

The sheer amount of work involved in disassembling a 100-meter-tall mecha, reassembling it, and redesigning it into a finished product in such a short time is unimaginable.

He originally thought it would take five years, or even longer.

But now...

"Thank you all for your hard work." Mahiro couldn't help but feel touched.

"It's not hard... oh no, I mean I'm not having a hard time..."

Sherry blushed again, her little hands almost blurring into a blurry shape.

"I know that my abilities are actually quite poor, and I can't keep up with Ms. Ita and Dr. Sumire Muroto Sumire's train of thought. Most of the time, I can only help out... But if I can help Professor Mahiro, I will try my best no matter how difficult it is!"

What more can be said after all that's been said?

Mahiro gently pulled Sherry into his arms.