In an eye-blink...
Harvey appeared with Yukio on the empty rooftop of the building.
The stars in the night sky were twinkling, and below them was the neon metropolis filled with heavy traffic.
It was Yukio's first time being taken along for Apparition, and she still hadn't adjusted; the moment they arrived, her consciousness was half-blank as she collapsed into Harvey's arms.
Harvey, who had intended to talk business properly, caught the faint, sweet scent of the Sakura girl's body drifting into his nose.
He couldn't help but give a gentle tug...
Undoing her black silk sash.
Yukio, in a half-dazed state of consciousness, propped herself against the rooftop railing, looking out at the bustling city in the distance as she let out a sudden groan.
"Dame... no... stop..."
...
The first round ended, and barely an hour had passed.
An ambiguous aura lingered between the two of them.
"Phew... Yukio, tell me in detail about the images you just predicted."
Harvey pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his spatial bag, lit one up, and took a deep drag, enjoying his post-nut sage mode.
Yukio's body was still half-draped over the railing. The aching, tingling numbness throughout her body made her afraid to move too much, for fear of falling off the roof.
"You bastard... hurry... let me down!"
Harvey blew a smoke ring and teased: "Didn't you enjoy the feeling of floating in the sky the whole time just now?"
The tan skin on Yukio's back was flushed with a light pink. Having finally been liberated, she suddenly fell backward due to the lack of support.
Fortunately, Harvey's reflexes were fast; he caught her, steadied her, and had her lean against the railing facing him.
The distance between them was less than five centimeters.
Yukio's pretty face still bore a faint flush; at this distance, she could even feel Harvey's warm breath.
"Don't move! The images I predicted were only that many. After the alien space collapsed, I didn't know anything else."
Harvey asked with a frown: "How exactly is your ability triggered?"
"Eing~"
Yukio's face turned crimson as blood once again. It was her first time in a frontal engagement, and in such an outdoor environment too.
The rhythm, coming in wave after wave, caused her to quickly lose the battle once again as he fucked her.
...
After finally recovering, Yukio looked at Harvey with eyes that held a hint of fear.
The timid姿态 of the Sakura girl in his arms nearly made Harvey unable to stop himself from reigniting the fire in his heart.
But official business was paramount; he suppressed his primal urges and asked again:
"After all these years, you still haven't figured out your own ability?"
Yukio crossed her arms in a defensive posture, letting her red hair flutter in the cool night breeze.
"My ability is hit-or-miss, as if it's triggered by luck. And once it's triggered, it won't trigger again for a short time."
Harvey was thoughtful; it seemed Yukio's precognition was a bit of a "chicken rib"—of little use.
A pity. Not being able to figure out the specific details of the Aether's appearance left him somewhat uneasy.
After all, the original plot had no mention of the space collapsing.
He worried this was a chain reaction caused by the butterfly effect. If Jane Foster really died in that alien space...
Harvey was afraid that if Thor went crazy, it would cause an even greater impact on the timeline.
Yukio saw him fall into deep thought; his chiseled, handsome face would make any woman's heart flutter.
But thinking of his merciless and brutal posture just now, Yukio shrank back and asked cautiously: "Can I go now?"
Harvey was still thinking about how to handle the Convergence event and had no time for further flirting. He waved his hand perfunctorily:
"Go ahead. And tell Mariko I'm sorry. I have to rush to London later, and I'm not sure when I'll be back."
"But I'll find time to visit you girls every month in the future. Don't miss me too much."
Yukio spat in her heart; who would miss a scumbag like you?
But seeing Harvey's figure vanish into a miraculous portal, a sudden empty feeling appeared in her heart.
Could it be... that I've actually fallen for him?
She shook her head to toss the terrifying thought from her mind.
With a face full of disgust, Yukio picked up her panties from the floor, rolled the soaking wet cloth into a ball to stuff into her leather jacket pocket, and retied the sash at her waist.
After tidying her clothes, she endured the tingling, sore weakness and limped toward the rooftop door.
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November 2013.
In the blink of an eye, half a year had passed.
During this half year, aside from occasionally taking Hermione to visit her family in central London, Harvey had been staying in a deserted factory on the outskirts of London researching the Convergence.
Lately, the signs of the Nine Realms aligning were becoming more and more obvious.
The specific manifestation was the frequent, brief overlapping of the Nine Realms.
Many hideous monsters that people had never seen before...
Like Frost Beasts, vampire bats, Ice Worms that excelled at lunging from the ground for sneak attacks, and the three-headed Hellhounds of Hel.
These bizarrely shaped monsters frequently fell from the sky, landing in every corner of London.
Greenwich was the hardest-hit area; the Avengers Captain America and Hawkeye even had to be permanently stationed in London to eliminate the suddenly appearing monsters as quickly as possible.
As the time for the Convergence approached, the frequency of the monsters' appearance grew higher and higher.
The citizens were all worried this was the prelude to a massive invasion of alien monsters, and fled the two-thousand-year-old metropolis of London in droves with their families.
Having researched the mysteries of space and dimensions up close for half a year, and after working hard for so long, Harvey finally had some gains.
Now his understanding of the specific principles of Portal magic was much clearer, and he could easily open portals across distances of hundreds of light-years.
Not only that, he had creatively improved the Apparition spell, eliminating the side effects of dizziness and nausea during teleportation.
Some spells like Lumos, Confringo, and Protego also possessed much greater power.
Specifically, the current Lumos 3.0 was nearly equivalent to a super flashbang that could illuminate a ten-kilometer radius.
The power of Confringo 3.0 was roughly equivalent to ten tons of TNT, and Protego 3.0 could even create a magical shield enveloping a one-kilometer radius.
Other spells like Oppugno, Reducto, and the Levitation Charm had all seen massive increases in effectiveness.
It wasn't until now, possessing over twenty upgraded spells, that Harvey felt his strength barely matched his rank.
Before, although he was ostensibly Skyfather-level, his true strength was inferior to even a Level 4 Alpha mutant.
Only after possessing a large number of upgraded spells did he realize just how weak he had been before.
In a deserted factory in London's Greenwich, Harvey pointed the tip of his wand at an invisible spatial rift two meters in front of him.
He was casting a Transfiguration spell, working hard to continuously expand the palm-sized spatial rift.
The ten-inch long, flat spatial rift was being influenced by his extremely idealistic psionic mana.
It was expanding at a very slow pace.
Half an hour later.
When the spatial rift had expanded to half a meter in size, it seemed to hit some kind of bottleneck; no matter how hard Harvey worked, it wouldn't expand another inch.
"Phew, failed again!"
Harvey let out a long breath, a look of disappointment on his face.