Madam, Do You Crave Power?

"So does Mrs. Misaka want to refuse?"

Qiu Yueming raised his eyebrows, "Have you made the corresponding psychological preparations? If I publish those photos and audios at that time, I think Mrs. Misaka should be very clear about what will happen?"

"Mikoto doesn't know your true face until now..."

"You can choose to accept it or not."

Qiu Yueming glanced at the mature woman in front of him.

Although Misaka Mikoto looks unremarkable, Misaka Mio has an enviable plump figure, which Misaka-san seems to have not inherited at all.

The skinny slender jeans did not show the true charm of women, but they also showed Misaka's slender figure.

"...Okay, I promise you." Misaka Meiling said, gritted her teeth lightly.

If it is said that he will leave Academy City in only three days, then this time may be the last meeting.

Even if the other party did something too much to him, he would probably be able to endure it.

"Well, it seems that Mrs. Misaka is indeed a very reasonable woman." Qiu Yueming stopped a passing taxi, "By the way, I still remember that there seems to be a clothing store nearby, we can go to the love hotel before we go to the hotel. Go and see first."

"..."

15 minute later.

Wearing a uniform similar to Tokiwadai, but with a skirt that was ten centimeters shorter, Misaka Mizuzu walked out of the hotel bathroom.

"Hey, this, is this too short?"

"It's more convenient that way."

"But, but... um."

Because it is not the first time, the operation is completely familiar.

Although I don't want to admit it, after trying again and again, Misaka Mizuno seems to have started to like this feeling.

I always feel that I have become younger both mentally and physically.

As for psychological stress.

There will always be only the difference between the zeroth and the innumerable times in the world.

At the beginning, Mizuno was still nervous, after all, this was the first time she had communicated with another man besides her husband.

But after tasting it, the tension subsided.

Even... now she can completely let go, to relax and enjoy the happiness that Qiu Yueming brought her.

"By the way, Qiuyue-kun, Mikoto must not know about this matter." Misaka Mizaka hurriedly instructed after thinking of something.

And it was an hour later when she met Misaka Mikoto again.

"Ah... I made you wait for a long time because something happened a little bit." Mikoto, who came down from the hospital building, said apologetically, "It's really troublesome, Qiuyue-kun, it took up so much of your time."

"It doesn't matter, the conversation between Mrs. Misaka and I was also very pleasant."

"Eh...is that so?" Mikoto nodded suspiciously.

It was found that the skin on Meiling's face at this time seemed to be smoother and brighter than before.

And the whole person also exudes an amazing temperament.

It's the kind of charming taste that makes people unable to take their eyes off of it.

"Then I'll also go up and see my friend." Qiu Yueming said.

"Well, it's really troublesome!" Mikoto thanked again.

……

I visited Miss Misaka, and in the next few days, Qiu Yueming basically did not go out again.

The space that was originally connected to his world actually began to slowly disappear after he took the stone tablet.

If you want to return to the original world, you can only open a dimensional channel again through the power stored in the stone tablet.

It looks a little difficult.

However, Qiu Yueming has been to several worlds after all, and is still relatively familiar with this aspect.

Operate step by step.

Two nights later.

A stable temporary channel was officially opened.

As for standing in front of the passage at this time, there are only two figures.

Chapter 478 The Contest of the Harem (1/2)

"Aren't you going to say goodbye to your girlfriends?"

Zhou Selujia has returned to his original appearance, his lips painted with purple lips slightly opened and closed, and he looked behind him.

And no girl showed up.

"Farewell is always sad, and I've said it before, so it's better to leave silently." Qiu Yueming stretched.

After being busy for so long, I finally succeeded, and I have almost no time to think about other things for several days.

"Really...but what are you going to do with that knight?"

Zhou Selujia said with a half-smile, "It seems that your charm is still not strong enough to be domineering and let girls follow you willingly."

"Jane's words..."

Qiu Yueming was lost in thought.

From a rational point of view, let such a powerful knight be ignored, and even the other party had a great hostility towards her not long ago.

It's a very unwise move.

But what is stored from the stone tablet is not only power, but also a certain knowledge and emotion.

Thinking of it, Qiu Yueming once stored some of his emotions into the stone tablet.

Although the power has not been inherited now, the memory of this part has been revived in the mind.

"Joan of Arc is actually a very poor girl." Qiu Yueming said softly.

The first meeting was on a battlefield.

At that time Joan of Arc was already known as a saint.

Under her leadership, countless warriors have defeated powerful enemies time and time again.

It was supposed to be the highest glory and happiness.

But at a certain moment, he was betrayed by his partner without hesitation.

When the Church put the terms demons and undead on its body, all that was left was the endless silence of everyone.

And the indifference of watching her put to the stake and disappear into the flames.

"So, just leave it alone like this?" Zhou Selujia said.

"No, I believe that being a saint and a knight will never let those innocent lives perish."

"Really, then I'll take a step first."

The space began to fluctuate, but with a slight step forward, Zhou Selujia's figure completely disappeared.

"Really... it seems that this is your choice."

Qiu Yueming stared at the only message on the phone and the still calm surroundings, and finally felt regret again.

Maybe Zhou Selujia is right, he is still far from being able to get to the point where he can make girls follow him with all his might.

"If that's the case, then I hope you can live a happier life in the future."

Soft whispers echoed around.

Qiu Yueming suddenly felt a sense of sigh. This time, he left, and he didn't know how long it would take before he could come back again?

When preparing to enter the dimensional channel as well.

The sudden breeze blowing behind him made Qiu Yueming stop again.

"You... are you still willing to accept me as a knight?" A familiar voice sounded.

"Of course." Qiu Yueming turned around, but was surprised by the clothes the girl was wearing today.

Black and white background and white lace pattern.

This is the maid's attire from before.

The only difference is probably that the skirt, which was originally conservative and could cover a lot of skin, is now only the very narrow part.

Maybe it only takes a small angle, and the girl's secret will no longer exist.

"Then, I am willing to become your knight again, and fight side by side with you."

The fingers of both hands were completely pinched on the skirt.

Tension and fear are the true portrayal of Joan of Arc at the moment.

After being defeated by Qiu Yueming, Jeanne also recalled many things.

Qiuyueming said she liked him.

She thought about it seriously and found that this was a completely irrefutable fact.

And now, Joan of Arc has also planned to formally face her emotions.

No matter how many difficulties there are, it will never be the same as before. Even if it is misunderstood, it is unwilling to say the three words "like you".

"Welcome back, Jeanne." Qiu Yueming opened her hands.

"No, don't get me wrong, I don't like you. It's just because I don't want the rest of the knights to fall into your clutches! I don't like you!" The girl's cheeks flushed instantly.

Even before touching the opponent's body, the beating of her heart made Joan of Arc have difficulty breathing.

"Well, I know that Joan of Arc doesn't like me. Our hug this time is actually just to celebrate that we can finally become comrades in arms again."

"Only, just to celebrate."