Bologue had seen Aimou’s fighting technique before. He didn’t know where she learned it from, but combined with her tough armor, she was incredibly fierce.
"Senior sister, maybe? Sounds like sothing she could do."
Aimou showed extre indifference to being tracked. She still had chances to rectify it. As long as she could find a way to cancel the tracking during the next ti reversal.
Silence fell between the two of them. Aimou had already made her point clear during the fourth ti reversal. What she needed now was action, while Bologue was pondering so complex matters.
If he wanted to convince and save Aimou, he would surely expose the fact that his mory was unaffected by ti reversal.
Recalling Aimou’s candid confession during the fourth ti reversal, if she knew he would rember it all, she would probably be so ashad she’d strike him directly.
Thoughts of this brought a smile to Bologue’s face. He surprisingly anticipated Aimou’s ashad look. Even thinking about it brought a twisted pleasure.
Aimou looked at Bologue in confusion. She had long noticed that Bologue had so problems in his head, but she didn’t expect him to act up at such a mont.
Based on what happened during the fourth ti reversal, Bologue should have tried to persuade her, failed, and then fought her, right? Why was he smiling to himself instead?
Aimou felt sothing was amiss, but she couldn’t pinpoint what it was. She couldn’t help but ask.
"What are you smiling about?"
"I thought of sothing happy."
At this point, Bologue tried hard to control his emotions, to avoid bursting out in laughter.
"Bologue you..."
Aimou no longer wanted to entangle with Bologue. Her mind finally solidified, allowing no interference from anyone.
A faint light erged around Aimou’s body. She suddenly stood up and assud a fighting pose, preparing to smash Bologue’s head with a punch.
But at that mont, Bologue crossed his hands and spoke leisurely.
"Hold on!"
Bologue showed a troubled expression as he advised Aimou, "We’ve fought enough in the last ti reversal. Can’t we just sit down and talk peacefully?"
As Bologue continued speaking, the atmosphere shifted from surviving the ti reversal to revealing dark secrets.
"Didn’t we end up having a good talk?"
Bologue quickly mimicked Aimou’s words, "Ahem, I’m going to a better place."
Aimou froze, the halo in her eyes slightly expanding. It took her more than ten seconds to react, and for so unknown reason, the bastard in front of her could also retain mory during ti reversal.
After a brief panic, Aimou rembered her farewell to Bologue, her exposed heart, unreserved emotions, and Bologue’s now annoying expression.
"You..."
Aimou beca incoherent, clearly showing that she couldn’t maintain a composed enough state to finish a complete sentence.
"You... You..."
She stamred, pointing a finger at Bologue, her face showing an expression of anger mixed with delight.
Perhaps it was because her body was exerting too much force, or because Aimou’s emotions were too intense.
Intricate light glimred on her body surface, her pupils flashed a lting gold-like fire just like the dazzling ribbons during a festival, flickering incessantly.
"Ahhhh!"
Aimou covered her face and squatted down imdiately.
Her body couldn’t stop trembling, making the frequency of the flickering light speed up, like a bomb about to explode.
Aimou’s chest heaved continuously. She wrapped her hands around her chest, trying to suppress her volcanic emotions. But controlling them seed too difficult.
Mind Projection overloaded, Constant Motion Core running at full capacity, scorching steam erupted, filling the shop instantaneously.
After a short delay, Bologue saw a shimring figure floating amidst the steam. Imdiately, a hard fist broke through the steam and landed on his face.
With a dull thud, a figure smashed through the glass window, flying out of the dessert shop, breaking a roadside lamppost and exploding a fire hydrant in the process.
Water jets erupted amidst the rain, making Bologue appear as if embedded in the wall.
Aimou’s face was full of sha and resentnt, gritting her teeth, her whole body emitting overloaded scorching steam, exuding a murderous aura.
For a split second, Bologue admitted that he realized he had ssed up.
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