Quadruple split

five minutes later

[Bloody Girls Arena], north entrance

Pfft——

Accompanied by a high-decibel sound that was extremely similar to a fart sound, the large pile of soil suddenly exploded, forming a huge deep pit on the surface. Then, a dark, twisted thing that looked like a flower bud slowly emerged from the ground. The pit rose up and gradually 'bloomed' in a tremor, revealing a man and a woman stuck together inside.

A lizard man with black scales, his body covered with all kinds of hideous scars, and a strong physique.

A human woman with a slightly pale complexion, a delicate appearance, and a soft body, who looked to be on the verge of collapse.

"Seriously, this is the worst form of transportation I've experienced in years... ugh."

Mo Tan covered his cheek with one hand. After a while, he let out a sigh of relief. He jumped lightly from the outer edge of the flower bud to the ground, and after stumbling, he raised his hand in a gentlemanly manner and took the hand with him. Futaba, who was in much better condition than herself, took her back to the ground.

The latter raised his face, smiled slightly, and winked slyly: "For example?"

"Do you know the 'Mist Whale'? It is a large magical beast that lives in the deep sea. After a long development period, the adult Mist Whale is even several times larger than the giant dragon."

Mo Tan immediately let go of his hand with great grace after the opponent landed, and said with a sad face: "When they want to eat, they just need to open their big mouths and take a deep breath to swallow countless prey. In the belly.”

Futaba tilted her head and asked curiously: "So, you just felt like you were the prey of that fog whale?"

"To be more precise, it should be the prey that has been completely digested and absorbed all the nutrients."

Mo Tan wrinkled his nose in pain and said in a dry tone: "Just now, I felt like feces excreted together with other victims, both in terms of body feel and taste..."

Futaba slapped Mo Tan on the head and said angrily: "You dare me to be the other victim? I don't care if you think you were pulled out, don't take this girl with you!"

Mo Tan spread his hands innocently: "I didn't say that."

"You guy..."

Looking at the other person's confused eyes with a smile hidden in them, Futaba gritted his teeth and slapped Frank Hughes again, humming: "You're leaving me here to play dirty, right?"

Mo Tan smiled and didn't pay attention to the girl's little fists that had almost no strength. He just said briskly: "Okay, let's stop the joke first. We'd better leave here quickly, don't let Mr. Fourteen and the others The wait is imminent.”

"Hmm~"

After casually blessing Mo Tan with two auxiliary magics that facilitated movement, Futaba gave a long note meaningfully and said leisurely: "Looking at your virtue, you seem to be very confident."

Mo Tan shook his head, then turned to the girl and stretched out his hands, saying with a wry smile: "To be honest, I am not sure at all, but the matter is at this point, even hesitation will not make the development better, it might as well be Give it a try.”

"I really don't know whether to call you a happy person or a heartless person."

Futaba curled her lips, then glanced at the opponent's two relatively strong arms, and raised the corners of her mouth in a narrow voice: "But is this really good? Although it is not our own body now, Frank Hughes affectionately Carrying a talented beautiful girl like me and running for more than ten miles will not change easily. Are you really worthy of Diana?"

[You said it yourself to save energy. Who is willing to parkour with your thing that looks like a stainless steel washboard? Who among us is taking advantage of the other, stinky Sanba ! 】

Screaming hoarsely in his heart, Frank Hughes... to be more precise, it should be 'Haru Kutata', with a soft smile on his face, shook his head and said: "Even if I tell Diana about this kind of thing later, , she will definitely not mind, and, although Futaba, you are indeed a beautiful girl, I am not going to hold you very affectionately."

"Are you impotent?"

Futaba replied without thinking.

"..."

I have to say that even though 'Frank Hughes' is indeed a very well-educated and gentlemanly person, he was confused after hearing this. He opened his mouth for a long time and was unable to say anything. He was silent for a long time. It took nearly half a minute to mutter out a sentence: "So do you want me or not..."

"You're kidding, come and give me a hug!"

Futaba chuckled, and then took the initiative to jump into Haru Kutata's arms, put herself in a position of being hugged by the princess, hooked her two snow-white arms around the latter's neck, and said cheerfully : "Thank you for your hard work, Meifu's prince."

Mo Tan laughed dumbly, shook his head and said, "Don't say that. Both Frank and Haru are very different from the 'prince' image in the story."

Then he took a deep breath and started running in the refreshing body fragrance of Mei Fu.

And Futaba, who was lying on Mo Tan's arms in the form of being hugged by the princess and looking extremely lovable, also laughed and shook his head: "The prince in everyone's eyes is different. Maybe the prince in your mind is Frank." A prince is the kind who is handsome, suave, and can keep you awake all night long with his fierceness. But in my eyes, a gentle and strong man like Haru Kutata is more like a prince. "

"I always feel like Futaba, you just said something outrageous..."

Mo Tan, who staggered when he heard "Narujuku Nagarsu can't sleep", almost stumbled, twitched his lips and said with a dry smile: "So Futaba, you like Haru like this... uh, you feel very tough. of?"

"Why are you asking about this? Do you want to change your personality?"

Staring at Mo Tan with an inexplicably wary look, Futaba shook his head vigorously after vomiting and said: "Of course I don't like it. I hate people who are not very smart at first glance."

Mo Tan laughed: "But in your opinion, most people are not as smart as you, right?"

"Yes."

Futaba sighed deeply and smacked her lips with emotion: "It's so cold at high places."

"Well, it's very deep..."

"Isn't it awesome? I made it up."

"awesome."

"I'm lying to you. It was written by a young man from my hometown in ancient times who liked to grill meat, braise elbows, and watch monks expose their breasts."

"I admire you."

"Speaking of which, when we get to the place later..."

"I will control the rhythm of the dialogue. Futaba, you should continue to play the role of 'Meifu Xiangluan' well."

"Okay, then leave it to me to take action."

"no problem."

"Hey, by the way, you fought very professionally. You fought all the way without getting hurt."

"Actually, I almost had my arm chopped off. Couton has always been careful to protect me, and Haru is not good at fighting, so I actually spent most of the time hiding behind and using poison."

"Are you highly skilled in poison?"

"Huh? What is that..."

"Honestly, have you given Diana any drugs?"

"Futaba, do you think Diana, a great astrologer, would be drugged casually?"

"Who knows? I actually don't really believe in such illusory things as astrology..."

"The main reason why I can use Haru's poison flexibly is that the recipe is written down in the notebook he left behind, and the ingredients are also labeled."

"What? It's so boring."

"I'm truly sorry for not living up to your expectations~"

"Yes, you might as well die to apologize when you go back."

"Haha, Futaba, you must have been setting up obstacles for the pursuers on the road, right?"

"Well, the Divine Art of Abundance is really useful, although I will definitely not be able to use it after I go out. Alas, this talent of the faithless is really troublesome."

"Unbeliever?"

"Stop pretending, you should have it too, right?"

"I……"

Frank Hughes hesitated for a moment, then suddenly lowered his eyes to look at the girl lying on his chest, and asked softly: "I actually wanted to ask you something a long time ago."

Futaba was slightly stunned at first, and then immediately said succinctly: "I'm sorry, you are a good person, but I never get along with good people, so even if you want to cheat on me when you have nothing to do, please don't turn on me, thank you."

It took Frank a few seconds to digest Futaba's "responsive refusal" just now, and said in a dumbfounded voice: "I'm not kidding you, Futaba."

"I'm not kidding you either, Frank."

Futaba looked up at each other seriously and said solemnly: "We are really not suitable for each other."

"I just want to say..."

Mo Tan sighed lightly, ignored the other party's nonsense, and said calmly: "Fangye, are you doubting something about me?"

The girl's eyes narrowed, and then she nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, I've been doubting whether you really like Diana. After all, Uncle Kenneth has told me that if that guy named Frank Hughes If you have bad intentions, let me deal with you secretly."

Mo Tan smiled and said with a smile: "Then can I understand that the reason why I have been able to live safely until now without being 'dealt with' is entirely because Miss Shuangye thinks that I have a good mind?"

Futaba curled her lips: "Maybe it's just that we haven't left any clues yet."

"BLACK."

As a result, at this moment, Mo Tan suddenly uttered a word awkwardly.

The moment Futaba heard this word, his eyes could not help showing a hint of excitement and murderous intent, but he just asked lightly: "What are you talking about?"

"BLACK...maybe Black?"

Mo Tan repeated it again, and then whispered: "If I guessed correctly, Futaba, have you always suspected that there is some connection between me and this term?"

"Ah."

Futaba did not give a direct answer, but asked: "How do you say it?"

"Do you remember the first time we met?"

Mo Tan asked with a smile, and then said before Futaba could answer: "Of course you remember Futaba, and I have never forgotten that day, in [Stars] Academy City where we live now. In the master bedroom of Suite Zero of the branch, I am lying on the bed and you are sitting beside the bed. There is a quiet fire element burning in the fireplace, and the smell in the air is Bailong No. 9 aromatherapy."

Futaba shuddered deliberately, then frowned: "You're a pervert."

"after that……"

Mo Tan did not continue the conversation, but continued softly: "The first thing you said to me was, 'Good morning, BLACK, did you sleep well?'"

The girl's eyes flickered for a moment and she stopped talking.

"At first, I thought it was you, Miss Futaba... Be careful, I thought you mistakenly identified me as a person named Black, Miss Futaba."

Mo Tan jumped over a dark red puddle lightly and shook his head slightly: "But I soon found out that I was wrong, because you couldn't have known Frank Hughes at that time, and you I have also said that Diana will mention me frequently when she is with you. Although it will probably make you tire of it, you must have a deep impression on me, but..."

Futaba lazily interrupted Mo Tan and said calmly: "I called you 'BLACK' the first time you woke up. This aroused your curiosity, right?"

"Yes, but at the time I was immersed in the excitement of meeting Diana, and my mental state was not very good, so I didn't think much about it. Plus we were not friends at the time (Futaba: We are not now either) , so I didn’t bother to ask.”

Mo Tan smiled and walked faster and faster: "After that, I was almost always immersed in the happiness of being able to spend time with Diana, and I didn't want to think about anything that had nothing to do with her, but..."

He sighed and did not continue.

"But I was too obvious, right?"

Futaba licked Meifu's thin cherry-pink lips and said calmly: "Those frequent and inexplicable tests have finally made you tired to the extreme. Can you no longer remain indifferent?"

Mo Tan shook his head and said gently: "I'm not bored, I'm just curious. Is the person named 'BLACK' similar to me?"

"It's very similar. They have two eyes, a nose and a mouth, as if they were carved from the same mold."

Futaba twitched the corner of his mouth and said dryly: "To sum it up briefly, that person has a little conflict with me. Well... for some reason, we both really want to kill each other, and your name is ' Frank Hughes' guy showed up at such a clever time that it's hard not to think about it."

Even with Frank's psychological quality, he was shocked when he heard this: "Futaba, are you sure it's a 'little conflict'?"

"Otherwise, if I didn't kill his parents and I didn't cuckold him, how could there be any big conflict?"

Futaba curled her lips indifferently and hummed: "That's it anyway, don't ask more, I'm too lazy to tell."

Mo Tan nodded, then asked with a smile: "So, Futaba, you no longer doubt me now?"

"What a coincidence. I've become more and more suspicious of you during this period."

"Haha, I think so."

"Do you have any thoughts that you would like to share?"

"some."

"What is it?"

"I don't want Diana to lose such an excellent apprentice like you, so if there's anything I can do to help, don't hesitate to do so."

"Then when you go back, can you find a tree and hang yourself?"

"Unfortunately, this kind of thing is really beyond my ability."

"I guess so."

"Feel sorry."

"No problem~"

Chapter 1,238: End