"Don’t come any closer!" Xiaoquan Aonai screamed, struggling subconsciously.
A scene of extreme exaggeration unfolded.
The two bodyguards who had just touched Xiaoquan Aonai’s arm were flung far away.
There was a clatter of noise as bookshelves, televisions, refrigerators toppled over, scattering food everywhere.
The elmwood table and sofa, being closer, were ironically unaffected.
"What’s this?" Xiaoquan Aonai looked at her own hand, then anxiously and fearfully at the two bodyguards who had been thrown.
They lay on the floor in pain, unable to get up for quite some time.
Across from the door of the Human Observation Department classroom, Kiyono Lin stood with arms crossed, her delicate body leaning against the wall, observing the scene with interest.
If Xiaoquan Aonai suffered a bit, she neither approved nor disapproved, but when Jiutiao Meijie was embarrassed, she was all for it.
Jiutiao Meijie stretched out her hand to viciously ruffle Dubian Cat’s head, nearly deforming his facial features.
"It’s okay to be a bit rougher," she said, walking towards the door.
At that comment, Xiaoquan Aonai fixed her gaze on Meijie and charged at her with a shout.
No need for Shizuru’s command; despite the incomprehensible human flinging they’d just witnessed, the bodyguards still rushed to form a human wall behind Jiutiao Meijie.
Xiaoquan Aonai was scared, panicked.
She didn’t know what she was doing or what she should do. Only one thought was in her mind:
She didn’t want to be taken away; it was all Jiutiao Meijie’s fault; she must catch her.
The space was cramped, and the bodyguards were numerous, but in her wild struggle, she managed to send them all flying.
It was like a movie where the hero walks through and knocks the underlings into the air.
"Dubian Che! Stop! I’m going to shoot!" Shizuru was the only one left.
The gun barrel with its silencer, dark and naked, scared Xiaoquan Aonai into immobility.
"Break her legs," Jiutiao Meijie ordered coldly, a sneer on her face.
A woman occupying the body of her man, she was already filled with rage.
Now, in front of Kiyono Lin, and seeing her subordinates being overwhelmed one after another, her anger flared even more.
Shizuru executed the command immediately, lowering the gun—
Even with Healing Medicine, getting shot was still painful; under no circumstances could Xiaoquan Aonai be harmed.
Before the feeble cat’s body could reach her, a gunshot rang out.
"Bang—," and Xiaoquan Aonai, so scared that she even closed her eyes, instinctively dodged.
Dubian Cat hit the ground and sighed with relief.
Master Level Evasion, Grandmaster Level Unarmed Combat, Master Level Shooting—it all came into play, making this body extremely sensitive to firearms.
Xiaoquan Aonai opened her eyes, filled with fear of death.
If it had been her own body, she would be paralyzed on the floor by now.
But this was Dubian Che’s body.
The directional nervous system, the hypothalamus, the limbic system, the pituitary gland, the adrenal gland, the thyroid, etc.—these physiological mechanisms controlling emotions were reacting to the brain with much more than just fear.
Fear was just an instant.
Anger! Rage! How dare you! Are you even worthy!
Before Shizuru could fire a second shot, Xiaoquan Aonai kicked her away as if she were a rag doll.
"Ugh—cough, cough!" Shizuru clutched her nearly caved-in chest in pain.
While in the air, intense pain made her lose control of her body, and the gun slipped from her grasp.
Dubian Cat glanced at Shizuru.
Before returning to Iwate Prefecture, this woman had deliberately unlocked the gun’s safety; he didn’t mind that, but now she deserved to suffer a bit.
"Meow~" He called to Xiaoquan Aonai.
That was about right...
With a shout, Xiaoquan Aonai threw a punch at Jiutiao Meijie.
The powerful force brought brutality; the fear of death brought rage.
Even Dubian Che himself had never seen the full extent of his own strength.
The piercing force of the punch tore through the air.
"Jiu..." Jiutiao Meijie heard Shizuru seem to say something.
The fallen bodyguards struggled to rise.
The frail, vulnerable cat flew far away, slamming into the wall.
First, there was a thud; then a slight sound as it fell to the ground, motionless after that.
Specks of starlight scattered from the cat’s body.
"Che—" Jiutiao Meijie turned pale.
Kiyono Lin’s face grew pale, her cold, trembling hands taking out her phone to call the hospital.
Xiaoquan Aonai looked around with vacant eyes, at a loss.
On the windowsill, rose branches tumbled down, the petals carried away by the wind into the distance.