My brother couldn't be a corrupted magical girl.

Chapter 312 The Death of Gen Yama

Chapter 312 The Death of Sengen Yama

At Moon Bay in Changwu District, the setting sun, as red as blood, dyed the sky a brilliant orange-red, and the evening glow spread across half the sky, reflecting the last gentle touch of the world.

The girl stood quietly on the balcony, her golden hair swaying gently in the breeze, like the softest sunlight in autumn.

Chigen Mima gazed at the gradually fading city skyline in the distance.

Her shadow was stretched long by the afterglow, making her appear somewhat lonely.

She now misses her high school life very much. Although she had very little free time during that period, she felt that it was the happiest time of her life. She was carefree and only had to go to get out of class, eat and snack every day, and then feed Bai Youqing.

Speaking of Bai Youqing, she couldn't help but lower her head, her phone screen displaying Bai Youqing's WeChat chat interface.

On the screen, lines of conversation records recounted past laughter and intimacy, but now, only silence remains.

She went through it many times, but the last time they stopped contacting each other was at the end of June.

After the villainous witch unleashed the "Red Mist" calamity, they lost contact with each other.

Now, she has wanted countless times to break this damned silence and express her apology.

However, at the last moment before pressing the send button, she hesitated, her finger lightly sliding across the delete key, and those carefully crafted words vanished in an instant.

The same thing happened today. She carefully typed out each word, but when she was about to send it, she hesitated again. In the end, she skillfully pressed the delete key and deleted all the text.

However, today, she suddenly noticed that Bai Youqing's name on her WeChat interface had changed; it now displayed "[The other party is typing...]".

Is this an insult?

Or is it an accusation?

Or perhaps it's unhappiness in one's heart?

At this moment, Chigen Mima was filled with joy. She didn't care whether the other party was hurling endless insults or speaking normally. The other party was finally willing to talk to her, wasn't he?

However, during the endless wait, the other party never uttered a single word, not even an emoji.

The only change was that the message "[The other party is typing...]" was replaced by Bai Youqing again.

Still can't forgive yourself?

Chiyuki Miya sighed softly. She walked down to the balcony and saw that the villa was particularly deserted. Only a middle-aged woman was preparing food in the kitchen. She had never felt much about these things before, but now she was inexplicably afraid of loneliness. "Aunt Lin, could you please prepare some millet porridge for me tonight?"

"Yes, Miss Mima."

In the dimly lit room, Chiyuki Mima returned to bed. The change on the WeChat interface seemed to have given her a sliver of courage. She took out her phone again and began typing, word by word, "Xiaoqing, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to deceive you... Of course, I know you don't want to hear this, but the time we spent as classmates was the happiest time of my life. I really, really hope you can forgive me. I can assure you that since the [Red Mist] calamity, I haven't done a single bad thing. Taking your brother away secretly in the middle of the night wasn't my decision either, but you have to believe me. After your brother went in, I was actually outside the whole time, ready to notify you and rush in. Of course, I don't dare to hope that we can go back to the close relationship we used to have. I just hope that we can at least resume our communication." - Chiyuki Mima

After sending this long message, Chiyumi shrank into bed like an ostrich, too afraid to look at her phone again.

After a long while, when her phone vibrated, she dared to peek out from under the covers, carefully pick up her phone, and half-close her eyes to read the message sent by the other party.

"Let's meet tonight. I have a lot of things I want to ask you. The place is the magical girl idol cafe from last time."

For Qianyuan Mijian, this text message was like receiving an admission letter from Tsinghua or Peking University. She read it over and over again, completely dumbfounded.

"Hehehe, Xiaoqing is willing to forgive me~"

Boom!

A middle-aged woman carrying a bowl of golden millet porridge arrived at the door and gently knocked. "Miss Mima, I've brought you your millet porridge."

"Hmm? Aunt Lin, why did you prepare so much today...:::"

Before he could finish speaking, Chigen Mima's pupils suddenly contracted.

As night fell, Ye Qing returned home, but he was somewhat surprised to see the deserted dining table.

"What about Ye Yingqian and Qianyuan Mijian?"

Usually at this time, when he gets home, Qian Yuan Mijian has already prepared the meal, and Ye Yuanqian will shamelessly appear at the table to freeload.

However, later on, Chigen Yama's health deteriorated, so he hired a nanny to help cook and take care of Chigen Yama.

"Miss Ye said she has to discuss business with clients tonight and won't be coming back." The middle-aged woman beside her hesitated for a moment before slowly saying, "As for Miss Qianyuan, she had some porridge tonight and is resting in her room now."

"Okay, I understand."

After thinking for a moment, Ye Qing decided not to disturb Qian Yuan Mijian's rest and went to the study to start looking at the financial reports and turnover of Ye's Enterprise.

During this period, although Ye Yuanqian had sidelined him from the villainous witch's side, his business began to show some improvement under his management.

It's nothing like before, but at least it's something to look forward to.

Especially after thinking about Chigen Mima's pregnancy, he felt a sense of responsibility.

After finishing reading the recent documents, Ye Qing stretched and glanced at the water glass next to the table, only to find it empty.

He gave a wry smile. He'd been spoiled by the other party, and now he even wanted someone to fetch him a drink of water.

Just as he was carrying a water cup past Chigen Mima's room to get hot water on the first floor, a faint but unusually pungent smell of blood suddenly entered his nostrils, and his pupils dilated sharply.

He opened the door and, in the dim light, saw a figure curled up on the bed, covered by a blanket and motionless.

"Yama, how are you feeling?"

Ye Qing walked to the bedside and gently patted Qian Yuan Mijian's body, but the other party did not react at all.

However, at this moment, the smell of blood that entered his nostrils was even stronger.

"Mijima?"

When he turned on the room lights and went to check on the girl on the bed, he found that the blood dripping from the bed had spread to his feet.

Whoosh!

He moved swiftly and pulled back the blanket covering Chigen Mima.

What came into view was a thin bloodstain on the girl's snow-white neck.

In that instant, Ye Qing's mind went blank, as if he had fallen into a cold, frosty lake, the chill seeping into his blood.

Something deep inside him seemed to shatter suddenly, and he felt as if he had fallen into an abyss, his whole body turning ice-cold.

Why, even in his current state, does fate still have to torment him like this?

"Aunt Lin, come here right now!"

Aunt Lin used to be their family's nanny, but she left for some reason.

Now, in order to take care of Qianyuan Mijian's daily life, he has brought her back. In his heart, Aunt Lin can be considered half a family member.

However, he was met with only endless silence. When he slowly entered the nanny's room, she was already dead. Her weathered eyes were wide open, filled with terror, and she died with her eyes closed.

Click, the door opened, and Ye Yuanqian slowly walked in from outside. Seeing the cold food on the dining table, she frowned. Hadn't she told the other party that she would be back a little later tonight?

What kind of people did they hire?!

Forget it, I'll do it myself.

Just as she was about to take the cold food to the kitchen to reheat it, a young figure blocked her way, two clear tears still clinging to his face: "Ye Yuanqian, why are you forcing me?"

"What are you yelling about in the middle of the night? What did I force you to do?"

Ye Qing was stunned for a moment, then suddenly grinned, wanting to laugh, but couldn't make a sound.

"Heh, didn't you want me to turn into a monster? Well then, I'll show you..."

In an instant, the ring on his finger suddenly emitted a dense aura that enveloped Ye Qing, replacing him with a completely unfamiliar being—a terrifying monster with a ferocious appearance and a horrifying aura. Its skin was sickly pale, its veins bulged out, and its eyes were filled with endless madness and bloodlust.

Ye Yuanqian's neck was tightly gripped, but the other party remained completely unfazed. "Ahem, something must have happened today to make you so angry."

"Let me think. Right now, there are probably only two things that I care about: one is the company that's barely hanging on, and the other is Chigen Yama. You probably wouldn't be so angry about the former, so it must be the latter. Is he dead?"

With a snap, Ye Yuanqian's arm was severed by the bone blade, and bright red blood splattered onto the white floor.

"Ahem, it seems I guessed right."

"Let me think about it again. You probably don't know who killed Chigen Mima yet, which is why you came to me to vent your anger."

Ye Yuanqian took a deep breath of fresh air and reached out to wipe away the tears on the other person's face. "You look really beautiful when you cry. No wonder the snake witch likes to torture you so much, hahaha~"

Click!

Ye Yuanqian's other arm was also severed, but she didn't care at all. "I originally planned to let you experience another heart-wrenching pain after Qianyuan Mijian was born to enhance your mental resilience. That way, your success rate in absorbing holy relics might be higher. But it seems that won't work now."

"This ring was specially prepared for you by the Serpent Witch. For years, the Abyss has been preparing to summon the Lord of the Abyss to Earth. The main condition for this is to collect three sacred artifacts. According to her research, the sacred artifacts only seek out people with deep-seated grievances as hosts. However, once a sacred artifact enters the body, it will take over. What the Serpent Witch wanted to do before was to absorb the power of the sacred artifacts without being controlled by them. But clearly, she succeeded, yet she also failed."

"She succeeded because she didn't lose control in the first and second phases, but she failed because she lost control in the third phase. This power eroded her magical core, turning her into a monster."

"But you don't need to worry about these things. The Serpent Witch has another theory: if the power of the relic is sealed within a magic ring, then you can use this powerful force without worrying about being affected by the nitrogen of the abyss..."

Ye Qing had no time to listen to Ye Yuanqian's chatter. His bone blade pierced her heart again and again. The next second, a powerful life energy transferred from Ye Yuanqian's body to Ye Qing's.

This power was so strong that Ye Qing thought the Snake Demoness had been resurrected, and then she poured all her magic power into him!

"Cough cough~ I'm finally free."

Looking at the bright moon obscured by dark clouds, Ye Yuanqian uttered her last murmur before losing all life.

In the dimly lit living room, this time no so-called evil witches emerged to protect Ye Yuanqian. These witches stood quietly to the side until Ye Yuanqian died, after which they silently bowed their heads to Ye Qing.

Such a skillful scene made Ye Qing highly suspect that all of this was planned by the Snake Demoness.

Every step I take is always under her control.

An overwhelming rage surged within him once more, and so the killing began...

Inside the villa, crimson bloodstains had stained the pristine white floor, as the last body fell to the ground.

It can be said that, starting tonight, all the witches in the Villainess Association have disappeared.

But Ye Qing could feel the powerful energy contained within his body.

He has never been this powerful before.

But it seems like there's no one left to share it with. No, wait, there seems to be one more.

He dialed a number.

In the rock candy processing plant, Wan Jie sat in his office, playing games and occasionally taking a sip of Mixue Ice Cream, feeling extremely comfortable.

He had already fired the middle-aged boss from before.

The factory is currently receiving a lot of orders, and it would be bad if the latter noticed anything amiss.

Just as he closed the game and was about to go inspect the factory, a call came in from an unknown number.

This completely ruined his previously good mood, but he answered the call.

His mood returned to its starting point, like a spring returning to its origin.

"Big brother, you've finally come to find me. This place is no place for humans. They not only have business in Yeqiu City, but also in Ergong City. Running around like this is bad enough, but they always like to flirt with death. Several times I almost didn't make it back... Anyway, big brother, is there something you need today? Are you preparing to attack the traitor's base?"

"Alright, alright, I know you've been wronged. Ye Yuanqian is dead now. You can come back anytime you want, or it's fine if you don't. I just wanted to have a drink with you today..."

"Boss, what are you saying? Just say the word, and I, Wan Jie, will go through fire and water without complaint. Where's your address? I'm coming to find you."

"Veteran Barbecue Restaurant in Guancheng District"

"Coming right away."

After hanging up the phone, Wan Jie went to the mirror and looked at the slightly chubby boy in the mirror. His lips twitched slightly. His current plump appearance was nothing like the suffering he had been described on the phone.

With a heavy heart, he manipulated his claws and slashed his chest, arms, and thighs several times. Enduring the intense itching, the wounds began to heal, but not completely, leaving only a few scars on his body.

Looking in the mirror now, it seems like such a small thing.

As he took a ride-hailing car, Wan Jie kept recalling the conversation he had just had, and he felt that the other person's demeanor was a bit off today.

Generally speaking, people invite others for drinks because they have something on their mind. If the boss has something on his mind, wouldn't he have Chigen Yama to help him comfort him?

Sengen Mima?

Wan Jie's face stiffened. He suddenly remembered the phone call Yunlong had inexplicably made to him some time ago.

At the time, he didn't pay much attention, thinking that the higher-ups had started investigating the Villainess Association. He simply gave a brief account, deliberately omitting a lot of information about the boss and Chigen Yama, only briefly reporting on the boss and Chigen Yama's personalities, appearances, and close relationship.

Could it be that...?

problem occurs.

A bad feeling suddenly arose in Wan Jie's heart.

Could this be a trap?

But when he thought of Ye Qing's previous treatment and care for him, he accepted it even if it was a trap. However, he did not expect that the people from the traitor base would directly attack the Evil Witch Association.

Or rather, in their eyes, Ye Qing and Qian Yuan Mijian were just two insignificant puppets.

Upon arriving at their destination, Wan Jie paid the fare. From a distance, he spotted Ye Qing drinking alone, with dark green, transparent beer bottles piled up under the wooden table.

At this moment, his ominous premonition was completely fulfilled.

Something happened to Chigen Yama.