Ichika's problem is also Haruto's problem.
Besides wearing stockings and putting them on his head, how else could he use them?
Speaking normally, the texture of the stockings is very comfortable.
Therefore, it feels very comfortable when touched.
Previously, Haruto just tried it.
But he never thought that what he said casually would be taken seriously by Ichika.
Because Ichika takes it seriously, and she's all wearing it, and even takes the initiative to provoke him.
It's all Ichika's fault.
So whatever Haruto does, Ichika will forgive him, right?
Thinking so, Haruto began to interact with Ichika.
When couples first start dating, they want to be together every day, especially when they're young, because they're healthy and have abundant energy at this time.
Boys and girls are actually the same.
Therefore, Ichika is indeed like this, she wants to be with him every day.
Now she has a good opportunity, of course she won't miss it. She won't feel embarrassed or shy.
It's just a dream.
Ichika thought so, not hiding her thoughts at all. No matter what game Haruto wants to play or where he wants to play it.
It doesn't matter.
It's just a dream.
The night outside the window is dark. Ichika looked at the night outside the window. They live on the top floor of a high-rise building. Looking down from here, the lights of the whole city look like a starry sky.
The night is beautiful.
❀❀❀
At the same time, in the real world.
Because of the voluntary sleep, the world at this time is also suffering from an unprecedented invasion at this time.
One by one, the Void Demons woke up from the oddity, they opened gaps in the sky and descended into the world, then began to bombard the barriers of the current world.
Monsters called Hollows, formed from the corruption of human souls, also began to attack humans.
When humans die, new Hollows will be born.
At this time, the world seems to have some characteristics of oddity. Whenever someone dies, their soul will be eroded and then degenerate into a monster.
An unprecedented disaster gradually began.
Only Chiba City, while the rest of the world is in chaos, everything is eerily silent.
Fuyuki City.
Hearing the roar coming from the sky and feeling the nausea caused by the vibration of the space, Hiratsuka stood in front of the window with a more serious expression than before.
She has known about the abnormality in Chiba City. In other words, even Haruto. Is in a dangerous situation.
And now she's the only one here?
Hiratsuka sighed, a determined expression appeared on her face, she clenched her fists and muttered: "I don't regret it anymore, so I have to do what I should do now"
"It's a pity, I haven't brought him home to meet my parents."
"There are still many theoretical knowledge that I haven't practiced with him. If there's still a chance..."
Hiratsuka took a deep breath and forced herself not to think too much.
Humans are creatures who will never be satisfied.
That's why there's a saying that goes, "The person who feels enough is the happiest person."
This is a truth that people of ancient times knew.
Hiratsuka suddenly turned around, put on her familiar lab coat, put on her sneakers, tied her shoelaces, opened the door and walked out.
The night was dark.
The sky was covered with dark clouds, and there wasn't a single twinkling star.
There was only the moon emitting a strange blood-red light.
On the road, Hiratsuka stopped and a strong wind blew, blowing fallen leaves all over the sky.
Her white lab coat fluttered.
Her jet-black hair became messy in an instant. Haruto had combed it before he left, but her hair was messy.
Hiratsuka looked up, and huge demon-like figures were reflected in her pupils.
The transparent barrier appeared whenever there was an attack.
Hiratsuka knows that the barrier won't break anytime soon. But this doesn't mean she can sit back and relax.
Haruto blocked the terrifying enemies from outside, but he couldn't stop the enemies inside the barrier.
"Black mist is starting to appear. Is it because of the black mist that monsters are appearing elsewhere? Just like oddity."
Hiratsuka exhaled.
She can't ignore it all, and the reason she gained superpowers was for this moment.
She stopped for a moment, then started again.
On top of the skyscraper.
Yoruha watched Hiratsuka leave, then shifted her gaze. She slowly closed her eyes and clenched her fists in front of her chest.
"Nanako-sama said that when the moment comes, we should use her real name and rely on the power given by Master."
"Let fantasy become reality."
"So, in the name of the gods, Kanna Nanako, we hereby make an eternal ancient contract."
Yoruha's soft whispers spread slowly.
Her voice was very soft, almost inaudible due to the strong wind. But at this moment, Yoruha's voice directly entered the soul, passed through the barrier wall, and reached the root of the world.
Then, Hiratsuka suddenly realized that the world seemed to have changed.
A dazzling light suddenly appeared from the night sky, as dazzling as the sun, illuminating the entire city.
Suddenly a god appeared.
It was a goddess.
She wore a divine crown, a white divine robe, and a necklace made of magatama around her neck.
Let the Hollows waiting in the shadows disappear.
Hiratsuka stared blankly at the graceful and noble goddess in the sky, muttering unconsciously: "Sun Goddess?"
"Oh?"
As if hearing Hiratsuka's voice, the Sun Goddess looked at Hiratsuka with an interested expression on her face. "Baumu is very familiar and fragrant. Do you know who brought me here?"
In this whole world, besides Haruto, Hiratsuka doesn't know who else has this ability.
But the Sun Goddess actually descended?
This is too exaggerated!
After all, why does it always feel like something is wrong with this Sun Goddess's personality?
At the same time.
All over the world, divine presence has occurred.
Western angels, immortal beings in Chinese mythology, Greek gods, etc.
But these gods are not real gods.
They were born from illusions, so it would be more appropriate to call them Heroic Spirits than gods.
Because they are beings in myths that humans have woven from fantasy into reality.
Therefore, it would be more appropriate to call them Heroic Spirits.
On the skyscraper, Yoruha half-knelt on the ground. Her face was pale. Beads of sweat dripped to the ground. She took two deep breaths, then stood up, supporting herself on the ground.
With a little hopeful expression on her face, Yoruha muttered, "Master, Yoruha is almost dead."
"Need to replenish magic."
"Master will forgive Yoruha, right?"