If You Can Read the File, You Will Die

Obvious.

This witch may have noticed that Qiu Yuecheng has the ability to read files.

But now it seems...it doesn't matter.

"Soul fragments...sacred relics, luck points...is this so-called yellow hair system really just for me to help more girls?"

219.

Saying goodbye to Ichihara Yuko, Akizuki Makoto walked slowly on the road thinking.

If at the beginning, the Huangmao system gave Qiu Yuecheng luck points and the ability to pray, then when did it start... By the way, it started when he got the Death Note, everything seemed to have changed.

The yellow hair system gradually led him to another path.

So many times, I can see the reminder of the crossroads of fate.

So from another perspective, can it be said that if I had chosen to give up the Death Note, the current situation would not have happened?

But in this way, what is the significance of the existence of the yellow hair system?

Just to satisfy the desire of the person who completed the option?

Or... keep forcing him to move towards a higher and stronger height?

Qiu Yuecheng did not regret the choice he had made.

Or even if he regretted it, there was only one path left in front of him.

"Find the soul fragments, find the holy relic..."

"And you can't just look at one side of things. What I am facing now is not only a crisis, but also a very good opportunity."

"As long as you can keep getting stronger, no one can beat yourself."

"Whether it is those greedy people who covet their own holy relics, or those so-called magicians in Western Europe, they will all surrender under their own strength."

"And most importantly..."

Qiu Yuecheng showed a scum-like smile, "With great strength, whichever beautiful girl and beautiful woman I want to come to sleep with, no matter how unwilling the other party is, she must come to sleep with her!"

This is Qiu Yuecheng's lifelong dream.

But now, this dream seems to be no longer just a dream...

The wind in Linxia is hot.

Qiu Yuecheng just stepped up a [-]-degree slope.

With a gust of wind blowing, what I saw out of the corner of my eye, a white beret flew into the sky.

I don't know if it was too coincidental, and it started to fall because of its own weight.

Qiu Yuecheng stretched out her hand a little, and the hat exuding a faint shampoo fragrance stayed on her fingertips.

"Ah, I'm so sorry."

From the slope, a girl ran to Qiu Yuecheng's side panting slightly.

"I'm so sorry, this is my hat."

According to this time, there should be an expression of apology, but on the girl's face, there is still a calm expression... No, it is not so much calm as there is no change in expression.

Like a sculpture made of plasticine.

"Please be careful next time, it shouldn't be dirty." Qiu Yuecheng responded with a smile.

Look at each other.

There is no doubt that she is a girl who is almost the same age as Qiu Yuecheng.

Has a fine face.

Her shoulder-length hair fluttered in the wind.

Probably because it was already a holiday, and was not wearing any school uniform.

Over the white short dress, she wore a small red vest coat.

And people are concerned... At least what attracted Qiu Yuecheng's attention was the knee-high white stockings under the skirt.

The white socks made of high-grade materials are shining brightly in the sun, and the tight and well-proportioned elasticity tightly wraps the skin of the girl's legs.

The girl's weight is clearly in the perfect range.

Even if the stockings are elastically bound, no fat can be seen.

At this time, when they are closed together, there is not a single gap to be seen.

She is a beautiful girl with flesh...youth and vitality.

It may be that Qiu Yuecheng's scrutinizing gaze was too obvious at this time, and the girl took a step back inaudibly.

I heard that some idiots often happen recently...

"Kato, are you okay?" A male voice came from the slope.