Holding a bizarre weapon, she was like a Valkyrie from myth. In the middle of the battlefield, blood splattered and severed limbs were everywhere, yet not a single drop of blood touched her body.
"Gulp." Ryusei swallowed hard, feeling his limbs go cold and his whole body shiver.
Not just Ryusei, but October, March, February, and everyone else present felt a chill from the depths of their souls.
Brutal! Too brutal! This is way too damn brutal!
With every swing, a large cloud of blood mist erupted, taking out piles of enemies. Not a single one was left intact—not one!
Blood gathered on the ground, forming small streams. The pungent smell of blood stimulated everyone's nerves.
"Phew, that was fun."
Nyarko wiped away non-existent sweat and shook the blood off her weapon.
Nyarko walked up to Ryusei, patted his shoulder, and said: "This is true Cosmic CQC."
Leaving behind those words, Nyarko simply walked away, leaving the stunned crowd behind.
Outside the police station, severed limbs and broken bodies littered the ground, lying quietly in pools of blood. The zombies continued to advance, stepping over the remains, their bodies stained with the blood on the ground. Finally, they looked like the blood-soaked zombies of one's imagination.
"Bang!"
A gunshot! It snapped everyone back to reality. When they regained their senses, the shock in their eyes hadn't yet faded. Watching the approaching zombies, they pulled their triggers with slightly trembling hands.
"You went a bit too far!" Asagami Fujino poked Nyarko's forehead hard with her finger, annoyed. She had only intended for Nyarko to help reduce the pressure on these people; she hadn't expected this girl to just KO the entire field.
"Hehe." Nyarko responded with a smile. She'd gotten carried away; she couldn't help it since these zombies were so weak. But after all, they were just controlled, dead things.
"By the way, Nyarko." Asagami Fujino thought that this was the perfect opportunity for an experiment.
"What is it, Fujino?" Nyarko looked at Fujino, only to see Fujino slice her own finger. Crimson blood welled up from the small wound.
Eat it!
This thought surfaced uncontrollably in Nyarko's mind; she couldn't wait to drink this bit of blood into her stomach right now.
Seeing Nyarko's expression, which looked like she was having a drug withdrawal, Asagami Fujino's suspicion was finally confirmed.
It seemed her blood's attraction to Evil Gods was truly extraordinary. Thinking this, Asagami Fujino's lips curled into a faint smile as she placed her bleeding finger into Nyarko's mouth.
"Ah... no... no..."
Embarrassing sounds came from Nyarko's mouth. Asagami Fujino's face darkened, and she quickly created a soundproof barrier. When Cthulhu drank her blood before, there wasn't such a big reaction. Why was the reaction so intense now that it was Nyarko?
But then again, it was probably because Nyarko's emotional expression was more active. After all, she wasn't like Cthulhu, who spent all her time as a shut-in sleeping in Rlyeh.
A nimble tongue tightly wrapped around Asagami Fujino's finger, licking and sucking incessantly. It felt even more intense than Cthulhu.
Looking at Nyarko, who was sucking her finger with an infatuated expression, Asagami Fujino didn't mind watching longer, but there were things to be done. After all, she had promised September to save that Ajie and Yuki. September had already paid the price she requested, so Asagami Fujino naturally had to help. September's shy appearance had been quite alluring.
Withdrawing her finger, leaving a silver thread of saliva between them, Nyarko finally recovered. She slumped weakly onto the ground in a duck-sit position, looking at Asagami Fujino with a flushed face: "I finally know why Cthulhu is so defensive against me. It turns out it's because of Fujino's blood."
"Alright, in short, if you want more of my blood, go convince Cthulhu yourself," Asagami Fujino said while wiping her finger. "I have things to do now; you should get some rest."
A ball of fire burned a piece of paper to ash, and Asagami Fujino used Heavenly Movement to leave the area.
After Asagami Fujino left, the flush on Nyarko's face gradually faded, replaced by a faint sense of distress.
"Convincing that girl is going to be a bit of a hassle, but for Fujino's blood, I must work hard!"
As she spoke, Nyarko couldn't help but reminisce about the soul-deep pleasure from moments ago, and a blush covered her cheeks once more.
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