Command issued.
The massive virtual roulette wheel on the panel began to spin, its colorful lights interlacing across the retina and reflecting on the three girls' slightly languid faces.
Sumire felt a sense of anticipation; who would this Villainess Incarnation be? What rank would it be?
It couldn't... be another B-Rank, could it?
Could Reze actually have been right?
Does she really have such an affinity for B-Ranks? A room full of B-Ranks...
[Drawing...]
The humming sound of the spinning wheel was exceptionally clear in the quiet bedroom.
The pointer slowly decelerated, eventually settling on a somewhat familiar, slender, and elegant female silhouette.
The notification sound of the "villainess simulation game" rang out like a thunderclap—
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for drawing an S-Rank Incarnation—Makima (chainsaw man · Control Devil)]
...
Wait...
Who the heck did I just draw?
Makima?!
[Image]
Makima
[Image]
Sorry... wrong one.
Sumire was completely stunned, unable to believe her ears at first.
Unlike Perona and Lux, this one was a true Villainess and antagonist; in terms of being "bad," she was simply at the pinnacle!
More importantly, she and Reze...
Almost at the same second, Reze, who had been resting her head on Sumire's lap with sleepy eyes, shuddered violently!
"!!!" Reze seemed to sense the aura of some natural predator, her muscles tensing to the limit.
She sprang up from the bed, just like a feral cat that had had its tail stepped on!
Reze had not experienced the despair of being ambushed by Makima in an alleyway.
But ever since being summoned, she had seen the original plot trajectory of "chainsaw man" from Sumire's memories.
She knew that if Sumire hadn't summoned her here, she might have faced a miserable ending—she would have been killed in a dark alley by the Angel Devil controlled by Makima, and from then on, become another one of her controlled slaves.
Reze understood what a terrifying existence the woman before her was.
Long before heading to Japan, Reze had heard of Makima's reputation...
She was a monster that even the superpower of her World, the Soviet Union, felt deeply wary of, and even feared.
"Reze?" Perona was startled by Reze's intense reaction, still rubbing her eyes in confusion.
Reze didn't answer; she stared at the empty space beside the bed, her face deathly pale, and even the ring on her neck emitted a faint metallic clinking sound due to her trembling—last night's nightmare was still vivid in her mind...
In front of everyone's bed.
The air seemed to have solidified, and even the dust had stopped dancing.
Suddenly, a slender figure appeared there elegantly, as if she were the true Master of this place.
Reze hadn't even noticed when she appeared, as if she had actually been here all along...
The woman was wearing a long black Public Safety coat, with a meticulously buttoned white shirt underneath and a black tie.
That head of red hair, which shimmered with an orange-pink luster under the light, was braided and hung behind her back.
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