If You Think I'm a Casanova, Then Don't Kiss Me

A tender, ethereal voice suddenly rang out in Yotsuba Mahiro's heart.

He frowned slightly, looking at the Mock Angel weeping in the distance.

That voice must belong to the artificial angel.

But asking him to kill the other person is a bit of a problem...

To be honest, he is more than capable now, but his position is somewhat awkward; taking down an angel is no easy task.

[Mahiro, please call me, I can do it.]

As if hearing his thoughts, Est's voice suddenly resonated from the depths of her heart, responding in kind.

Are you sure you can do it?

Mahiro was a little worried.

He was afraid that Est would get hurt, so he never summoned the sword spirit and chose to fight with his bare hands.

Because he was unsure whether he could restore Est if she were injured, and therefore needed to conduct intelligence gathering.

[Hmph, Mahiro, you underestimate me.]

[Who do you think I am? I am the guardian deity of the world, Tiruminus Est!]

Perhaps because she had spent too much time with Mahiro, Est had also learned to use internet memes.

"Alright, then I'll leave everything to you."

Mahiro couldn't help but smile with relief, then closed his eyes, raised his right hand high to the sky, and began to chant.

"The ruthless Queen of Steel, the holy sword that slays demons and monsters—"

"--Transform into a sharp weapon of steel, to help me slay all my enemies!"

[Everything is as you wish.]

As the soft, ethereal voice faded, the legendary Steel Queen, the Demon-Slaying Holy Sword Est, descended once more!

The sword has a long, elegant, silver-white blade with ancient elven inscriptions that shimmer with magical light, and a luxurious hilt adorned with gilded gold.

A sword that could be called the best in the whole village was tightly held in Yotsuba Mahiro's hand.

Feeling the warmth from his palm, Mahiro opened his eyes.

He was facing a black storm that was gradually expanding and about to engulf him.

Mahiro tucked the silver holy sword to his waist, slowly lowered his center of gravity, and began to continuously pour his magical power into the Demon-Slaying Holy Sword.

The magic that could shake the atmosphere and evaporate the ocean now shone brightly on the sword!

At the moment when his magic power reached its limit, as the storm engulfed him and the gale tore at his clothes, Mahiro slowly spoke:

"Tendo-style Iaijutsu Zero Form Three-Fold --"

"--The Asafoetida Evil Twin-Headed Sword!"

Swish--

A pure white sword mark was left in the pitch-black night sky, like the dividing line between dawn and dusk, like the breaking of daylight.

There was no sound, no movement.

The massive, rolling storm seemed to have been suddenly frozen in time, then abruptly dissipated the next second. A thin line of blood appeared on the slender neck of the Mock Angel at the center of the storm.

The Asafoetida Evil Twin-Headed Sword is a sword technique created by Kisara Tendo to avenge himself against the Tendo Family.

This is a bizarre sword move that is both a single strike and a double strike.

The first strike severed the storm, causing it to dissipate.

The second strike traveled at near the speed of light, slicing open the Mock Angel's throat from a distance.

Therefore.

The Mock Angel immediately plummeted from the sky like a kite with a broken string.

Yotsuba Mahiro immediately swooped down from the sky, caught the already dead girl, and held her in his arms.

"Feel sorry."

His fingertips gently traced the slash mark that had almost severed his head, and he softly apologized.

This apology might be for the girl's horrific experiment; or it might be for his lack of decisiveness in acting.

Although this is somewhat hypocritical, it must be said that the girl's suffering is definitely related to him.

However, he did not regret it.

Even if I had to do it all over again, I would still make the same choice.

And gradually, Psion Light emanated from his body, enveloping the dead girl.

[Intelligence acquisition complete.]

[The timeline for the rollback has been determined.]

[Regrowth, activate--]

A deep blue Psion Light enveloped the girl completely, and in an instant, all her wounds were healed. The pair of hideous, nauseating wings that had grown on her back also vanished like dust.

At the same time, he erased all memories of this period.

She once again reverted to the way a young girl should be.

Mahiro, carrying the unconscious girl, rushed towards the ground like a streak of light.

Chapter 383 If you think I'm a womanizer, then don't kiss me! (5K)

Inside the orphanage.

Kanon Kanase, who was in a coma, was placed in a room, where Yukina was taking good care of her.

Upon seeing Yotsuba Mahiro's arrival, Yukina put down the towel she was holding.

"Senior."

"Yes, thank you for your hard work, Yukina. How is Kanon Kanase?"

"Don't worry, senior, Kanon Kanase is fine. She just fainted. She'll be fine after a nap."

"Yeah..."

Looking at Kanon Kanase on the bed, her fair face radiating a peaceful sleep, and hearing what Yukina had said, Mahiro felt relieved.

"I'm counting on you for Kanon Kanase tonight~"

Mahiro said this in a flippant tone, and then turned to leave the room.

But as he reached the door, Yukina suddenly called out to him.

"Wait, senior, are you going to find Gada? Um... actually, it was Gada who saved Kanon Kanase and me this time. If it's possible..."

"Yes, I know, I understand what you're trying to say. Don't worry, I'm just going to chat with her casually."

He's not someone who can't distinguish right from wrong.

When he saw Beatrice's dead body, and appeared beside Yukina, helping her hold Kanon Kanase and chatting idly with her.

Mahiro immediately understood what had happened.

Those who deserve gratitude should naturally be thanked.

But he sensed that this woman, who had lived for who knows how many years, didn't seem to have a simple purpose.

However, when he found Gada, he discovered that the woman was telling stories to the children in the orphanage.

Seemingly sensing his gaze, Gada looked up and gazed at him for two seconds.

He then lowered his head and smiled at the children around him, saying:

"Alright, that's the end of the story. Good boy/girl, it's time for bed now!"

"(?????) Okay, Sister Gada ~"

The children all called the Third True Ancestor, who was enough to terrify the whole world and had lived for countless years, "Elder sister."

This time, however, Mahiro didn't contradict her. Instead, after the group of children left, he walked over and naturally sat down next to her.

"Today's battle has truly broadened Yu Changda's horizons. Although it was a fake, I never expected that it could be brought down from its pedestal by human power... and even reversed its form again, falling from an angel to a human."

As she spoke, Gada looked at Yotsuba Mahiro's profile with a smile in her eyes, but also with a hint of nostalgia.

It was as if his figure was gradually merging with that unconventional and stubborn man.

I remember Cain did the same incomprehensible thing back then—

To give life to inorganic matter.

Unfortunately, Cain failed, while Yotsuba Mahiro succeeded.

"Heh, it was just a cheap trick, nothing special."

Mahiro didn't look at Gada, nor did he know the meaning in her gaze; he simply waved his hand calmly.

"Ha, not presentable? You really dare to say that."

Gada immediately rolled her eyes at him.

Whether it was the magic that froze the sea, the ranged magic that nearly killed her, or the power she displayed today, none of them can be ignored.

However, Mahiro did not respond to her words. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the woman in the black military uniform with a smile, examining her face.

"But you, you're like a little witch, so popular with children... If I remember correctly, whether you're a member of the Devas Royal Family or a True Ancestor with infinite lifespan, humans should be considered your food."

"You're right, and you're wrong."

Gada braced herself with her hands behind her back, her legs swaying like a little girl's.

Gradually, her high heels clicked to the ground, revealing a pair of delicate, jade-like feet encased in black stockings.

She seems to have done it on purpose.

After her high heels landed, Gada turned to meet his gaze, her eyes filled with a hint of amusement and provocation.

Unfortunately, Mahiro didn't give her any response, simply waiting quietly for her to continue, which made Gada pout in frustration and say:

"My fondness for children stems from the influence of Cain. That man is a lot like you—unconventional, always going against the grain, and I don't know what's going on in that damn head of his. He always manages to make people angry!"

Gada gazed across millennia at that familiar yet infuriating face.

But amidst her anger, she laughed again.

The sinner who caused the Devas to fall into demonic possession, the man known as the God of Misfortune, was he truly wrong?

At the very least, Gada couldn't give a definitive answer.

No, it should be said that none of the three people at the time could provide an answer, otherwise they would not have chosen to assist Cain.

However, Gada quickly suppressed this memory, her expression returning to calm, and said:

"As for why I said you're wrong, it's because the True Ancestor is not immortal."

Whether it's Yu, that guy Zhan Wang, or the Eye of Extinction, they're all the same.

Yu and his companions have familiars residing within their bodies, and it is through these familiars that they achieve their so-called immortality. However, these familiars are hereditary. If Yu continues to give birth to direct offspring, his power will be divided, and his immortality will disappear. As the true ancestor, Yu will also die as a result.

So, would you like to give it a try?

As soon as she finished speaking, Gada turned to look at him, a charming smile playing on her lips.

The pair of sharp teeth peeking out from the corners of her mouth added a touch of wickedness to her smile.

Completely different from the caring older sister she had just shown, she now resembled a bewitching witch!

Mahiro, however, raised an eyebrow as if he hadn't understood and asked:

"Try what?"

"Naturally, it would be to have a sweet romance with me, marry me, have children, divide my power, and finally kill me."

As she spoke, Gada drew closer and closer, close enough to clearly smell the sweet breath from her mouth and the unique, refreshing fragrance emanating from her body.

And in those emerald-green eyes, a layer of scarlet lust had taken hold.

Her vampiric urge flared up again.