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As soon as he finished speaking, Qiong Hanabi suddenly raised his right hand and, catching Hanabi off guard, smashed the yellow and blue hammer onto her head.
The fireworks froze in place, as if the pause button had been pressed.
Conversely, the hammer's effect activates.
The person being struck will exhibit a personality completely opposite to their usual self.
The next instant.
Hanabi's cherry blossom eyes, which were always brimming with cunning, joy, and allure, became clearer and brighter than ever before, as if they had been washed by the purest mountain spring, clean and flawless.
Her arms, which were tightly wrapped around Qiong's neck as if trying to meld herself into his body, suddenly loosened as if she had been electrocuted.
Like a startled deer, she stumbled back several steps, creating distance between herself and the enemy.
An indescribable aura emanated from her.
Pure.
Pure and innocent like a newborn baby, and innocent and naive like a secluded orchid in a deep valley.
She lowered her head slightly, her hands nervously clasped in front of her, her posture reserved and shy, like a well-bred young lady from a prominent family.
"Qiong, it's been a long time."
Without a trace of affectation, devoid of joy and madness, it exudes ethereal gentleness and purity, giving one a feeling of having washed away all artifice.
That's a pure emotion that even fireworks can't portray.
If Hanabi could see herself now, she would probably be even more surprised than seeing Aha's fate.
It's not the deadliest yet.
Most fatally, the inner and outer tension caused by computer accessories did not disappear with the change in personality.
On the contrary, this extreme purity creates an extreme contrast.
Her eyes were watery and clear, yet veiled with a physiological mist, filled with the hesitation and helplessness of a little girl.
Like a newlywed wife who desperately longs for her husband's affection but is too ashamed to speak up, fearing she might be misunderstood as a prostitute.
Rather than having fireworks as the master's task, it's about selling the Holy Grail.
The innocent and pure little firework would probably scare the guys in the tavern to death!
"You seem to be in a lot of pain, Little Firework."
Kyō reached out and gently lifted Hanabi's chin, forcing her to look at him, his tone slightly playful.
"They, they..."
Hanabi's cheeks were flushed crimson, her voice barely audible, so shy that she didn't even dare to look Sora in the eye, her long eyelashes trembling violently like the wings of a startled butterfly.
Her breathing became increasingly rapid, and her body trembled slightly.
"Do whatever you want, I'm right here."
Qiong walked to the sofa, sat down casually, and sprawled out on the soft cushions with her arms outstretched in a very casual posture.
She appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, Qiong was having a blast inside her.
Happy happy happy happy~!
This kind of innocent spark is fun enough on its own.
Watching the innocent little firework, I suppressed my shyness...
I'm so hyped!!
Hahahaha!
PS: Word count patch (repeated 5 times)
Volume 1: Chapter 760 Sharing Happiness with Family
Pure and immaculate.
Untainted by worldly desires.
The opposite of the hammer's power!
Qiong finally understood why DIO was so excited when he was no longer human.
WRYYYYYYYY!!
I'm absolutely ecstatic!!
The fireworks before my eyes, those cherry blossom eyes that always sparkled with cunning and madness, swirled with an innocent naivety untouched by the world.
The natural blush on her unadorned cheeks was even more alluring than the most tender peaches on a branch in early summer.
When she talks to people, she unconsciously bites her lower lip lightly, her shy yet earnest expression is irresistibly cute.
This pure and innocent girl, driven by powerful computer components, acted according to her most primal instincts, shy yet unable to control herself.
Every time he took the initiative, her heart trembled violently with immense shame.
And this extreme shame, in turn...
"No... Sister... please stop filming..."
While complying, Hanabi covered her burning face with one hand, trying to block the merciless lens of the high-definition camera in Sora Hanabi's hand.
The mournful cry sounded like a small animal whimpering pitifully.
Her desperate pleas for mercy, filled with shame and indignation, not only failed to elicit any pity, but instead emboldened Qiong, Qiong Fireworks, and Xing to become even more ruthless.
I couldn't help it, I really couldn't help it!
Who can resist the pure, kind, and innocent spark of a young firework?
Knowing Hanabi's normal personality, who wouldn't want to give her a good beating?
This four-player match lasted for four hours.
As the target of the two semi-domes, the innocent mode of Little Fireworks suffered damage it shouldn't have had to endure.
Director Souka used her breathtaking filmmaking skills and directing experience to record this grand event from beginning to end, in every aspect and without any blind spots.
Every shot is a work of art, capturing every subtle expression of the female protagonist's shyness, resistance, and struggle.
Generally speaking, Qiong doesn't have the bad habit of collecting action movies or saving them for later viewing.
Unless the woman takes the initiative to film, like Anna, who is keen to film them as material for her nighttime spellcasting.
Fireworks are obviously special.
This must be recorded!
Keeping it as a souvenir is secondary.
More importantly...
Conversely, Hammer's personality transformation is not permanent. Perhaps it is permanent in the world of Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf, but in the galactic universe, it is time-limited.
Perhaps it's because the underlying rules of the world are both different and similar.
If you hit an ordinary person on the head, it might cause their personality to change for quite some time.
However, when used on a traveler who is burdened with the power of destiny... the duration will be shortened exponentially.
It could be tens or even hundreds of times greater.
Fireworks, in particular, are a source of joy primarily driven by spiritual energy.
She's a professional player who can manipulate a thousand faces at a conscious level and put on a grand show with herself.
Their mental resilience and tenacity are ridiculously strong.
On her, the effects of the hammer, on the contrary, lasted only a little over six hours.
Like an inverted kaleidoscope.
My consciousness spun around, and a strong feeling of dizziness washed over me.
Hanabi shook her head vigorously to dispel the discomfort and slowly opened her eyes.
What comes into view is a pair of exquisite porcelain pieces that look so beautiful that you can't help but want to caress them. They are as delicate as cream and have a clear, lustrous sheen.
The round and adorable toes are neatly arranged, and the toenails are kept in a natural pinkish-white color, which complements the bright red paint on them, creating a strong visual impact.
Those were her feet.
I'm giving my darling a massage.
"What...what's going on here?"
At the same time, Hanabi felt the warmth behind her and turned around to find that she was lying on Hoshi's body, being held by the little gray hair like a doll.
"Strange, what's wrong with me?"
Could it be because I was tricked by Ms. Hanabi and drank that bottle of [unspecified drug] that made me lose my mind?
impossible!
She is the Masked Fool.
What kind of drug could make her completely and utterly lose all her reason?
Unless it's those guys from the Genius Club who tailored their genes and mental profile specifically for her.
Otherwise, it would have been impossible to make her completely lose her mind.
Hanabi had used similar tricks on her before, at most making her senses more sensitive.
Emotional control—that's what Hanabi-sama is good at making a living!
"Oh~ my dear Firework Sister~ you're awake~?"
The voice, which suddenly rose and stretched out, was filled with the air of a ecstatic maniac. As she sat on Sora's face for a close-up shot of her feet, Sora Hanabi leaned forward, with the camera lens almost shoved in front of her eyes.
"What...what did you do to me?"
After a moment of silence, Hanabi narrowed her eyes slightly.
She couldn't laugh anymore.
Things are very strange.
Something's very wrong!
"It's not what we did to you, it's what you did to Qiongzai."
Since Hanabi stopped massaging, Hoshi stretched out her long, slender, and fair legs to encompass Hanabi, who was sitting in her lap, and took over her work from both sides to continue the massage.
After all, empathy makes massage very comfortable.
Since the fireworks weren't working, she decided to take matters into her own hands and provide for herself.
"Little Grey Fur...what do you mean? What do you mean by 'darling'?"
Seeing Hoshi's movements, Hanabi didn't hesitate, smiled charmingly, and happily followed suit.
Her pinkish-purple eyes curved charmingly as she looked at Qiong with a captivating, almost mocking gaze.
That Asakusa vigor instantly returned.
"Yes, so you have to take responsibility for me, Miss Hanabi."
Qiong shook his head and sighed heavily, as if his innocence had been tainted.
"Here you go, the evidence is conclusive, enjoy it for yourself."
He took the camera from 'his own' hand.
He skillfully swiped his fingers across the touchscreen a few times, brought up the beginning of the video, and then held it up to Hanabi's eyes.
Hanabi paused for a moment, a sudden sense of foreboding washing over her, accompanied by a strange chill.
The footwork stopped again after a short while.
Fireworks accepted the limited edition ultra-high-definition, large-storage camera from the renowned StarCraft brand.