Koneko watched the sun slowly rise, feeling a slight hope that the ti would stop forever.
The desire to hold the familiar body beside her that brought her peace intensified this longing.
"Get up."
Yasuhiro patted Koneko, who had already woken up next to him.
He stretched his arms, which were numb from being used as a pillow by her all night.
Yesterday, he and Koneko stayed in bed all day. Apart from so intimate actions, they didn't do anything else out of line.
They just quietly enjoyed the peace.
The evil pieces had caused Koneko a lot of trouble these past few days, and the arrival of Kuroka had brought even more trouble.
A whole day of peaceful rest was what she needed to recover from what she'd expended recently.
The only thing that bothered Koneko was that her sister would occasionally harass her and Yasuhiro.
Well, Kuroka was thrown into a spatial cage, where she experienced the exact sa treatnt as Bikou.
Speaking of Bikou, Yasuhiro planned to release him from the cage yesterday.
But because of Koneko, he forgot.
In utter desperation, Koneko crawled out of bed in her pajamas. Rias had contacted her several tis.
If she didn't go back soon, the anxious President would bring people to find her.
Koneko made no attempt to hide anything. With Yasuhiro in the room, she began changing her clothes.
Yasuhiro was surprised that Koneko was so bold, completely unlike how she usually was.
Koneko, now dressed in her school uniform, had returned to her forr appearance.
The neko ears on her head and the tail peeking out from behind her had all disappeared.
Her face slowly returned to its original deadpan look.
After so talks with Koneko, Yasuhiro released Bikou.
"Monkey, go back and tell Vali that if he wants Kuroka back, let him co to kuoh to find . Hopefully, this ti he won't lose a few more arms or legs."
Bikou's legs trembled as if he had overindulged in pleasure, and nodded in response.
These past two days had been the most humiliating experience of Bikou's life, no one dared to imagine what he went through.
The spatial cage released by Yasuhiro was not just a simple confinent technique, it also created a terrifying illusion.
The environnt experienced by each person was different, but they all experienced their worst nightmare.
He wasn't the only one who had such a painful experience. Kuroka, standing to the side also looked rather listless.
Since yesterday, while imprisoned in the spatial cage, she had been experiencing a series of terrible illusions.
Since last night, she had been imprisoned in a dark, endless labyrinth in the illusion.
She was completely stripped of her senjutsu and demonic energy, reduced to a powerless girl.
Terrifying hounds relentlessly hunted her down through the twisting corridors, their jaws snapping right at her heels.
If it were just a simple chase, Kuroka might have found a way to outsmart them.
The true nightmare, however was that Yasuhiro stood atop the labyrinth walls, coldly watching her desperate struggle without offering a single ounce of help, his gaze treating her like a worthless insect.
Although she knew in her heart that it was all an illusion, the realistic feeling was directly fed back to her brain.
She even suspected that if she died in the illusion, her brain would directly judge her as dead and put her into eternal hibernation.
Just thinking about it sent chills down her spine.
After receiving Yasuhiro's pardon, Bikou imdiately summoned his sorsault cloud and disappeared from their sight.
"...Coward!"
Koneko watched the monkey desperately disappear into the horizon, and her impression of him greatly diminished.
She wouldn't have guessed he was an even stronger fighter than Kuroka.
Kuroka, who was nearby, heard Koneko's words and could only respond with a wry smile.
Infront of this guy, anyone can be a coward.
After all he is the saint who embraces darkness.
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