The Absolute Godspeed of Infinite Worlds

Chapter 721 - 721

Click!A soft sound echoed as the door opened.

Eiji returned alone to his hotel room.

He closed the door, drew the curtains, and sneakily glanced around.

Finally convinced no one was there, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he immediately began taking off his clothes.

He removed his shirt.

A tightly wrapped purple gauze was revealed across his chest and abdomen.

"Finally, I can take this thing off!"

Eiji quickly set to work, unwrapping the purple gauze.

To guard against Amane Shinomiya, he had been wearing this feather robe for days, not even daring to remove it while bathing. Now that Amane Shinomiya was finally dead, he could finally take it off!

So good! Time to pop the champagne!

"Good thing no one saw this scene, or I'd have died of embarrassment on the spot."

Eiji chuckled leisurely.

This pale purple gauze clearly didn't look like something a man would use.

If anyone saw it, he'd definitely be labeled a pervert!

Crunch!

Right then.

A sudden soft sound came from nearby.

The smile on Eiji's face instantly froze.

"..."

A figure opened the door and walked in.

Their eyes immediately met.

Damn it!

I definitely remember locking the door when I came in!

"Do you have this kind of hobby?"

The girl who entered was momentarily stunned.

She truly hadn't expected that Eiji—this sudden powerhouse who had overpowered Ouma—would actually like women's clothing?

"It's not what you think, I don't, stop talking nonsense!"

Eiji jumped up in a panic, firing off three denials in one breath.

He yanked the feather robe off and threw it on the floor, stomping on it several times with disgust.

Feather Robe: ???

Back when you needed me, you called me sweetheart, but now that you don't need me anymore, you stomp all over me?

"Well, whatever preferences you have, it's fine..."

The girl stared at him intently.

Her gaze was completely captivated by Eiji's bare upper body, her scorching eyes seeming to want to burn him, to etch the texture of his muscles into her heart like fossil imprints.

She materialized a paintbrush in one hand and a palette in the other.

Dipping the brush in paint, her right hand swiftly painted in mid-air.

Within seconds, the outline of a shirtless man—only the upper body—appeared out of nowhere.

"Stop right there!"

Eiji's expression changed abruptly.

He dashed like the wind to Sara's front, grabbing her right wrist.

That's right.

This girl was Sara.

She had drawn a door on the wall and entered by opening this fake door.

A lock couldn't stop her at all.

Eiji reached out and wiped away the half-naked man in mid-air—though only an outline, it was still devastatingly handsome.

"What are you doing!"

Sara glared at him furiously.

Her nearly completed work had been wiped away just like that, and she was fuming.

"You ask me what I'm doing!"

Eiji glared back at her fiercely.

"You were drawing me! You're violating my portrait rights! Of course I can erase it!"

"What I see belongs to me!"

Sara looked defiant, stubborn as an ox.

"That's hilarious! If I tore your clothes off, would your naked body belong to me?"

Eiji snorted contemptuously.

"Do you want to see it?"

Sara suddenly seemed thoughtful.

"Huh?"

Eiji froze.

In the brief moment he was stunned, Sara used her free left hand to tear off the apron covering her upper body, which was stained with paint.

Wow.

There was truly nothing underneath.

Once the apron was removed, she was in a completely natural state.

"They're really big."

Eiji pondered thoughtfully.

They were a full size larger than his senior sister's—visually, one hand probably couldn't cover them. Only Kanata, the wealthy lady, could rival her in that aspect.

"What are you doing!"

Eiji scolded her with a stern expression.

"Can't you have a little more self-respect!"

It would have been more convincing if he had looked away from her.

"I saw yours, and you saw mine. That makes it fair."

Sara was remarkably calm.

Only the two rose-colored blushes on her cheeks betrayed that she wasn't as composed as she appeared.

Kurogane Ikki would have applauded her expertise!

"How is that fair at all?"

Eiji was utterly speechless.

"Not only was I exposed, but I was forced to see you naked too. Clearly, I suffered twice the loss!"

"Eh... is that so?"

Sara looked thoroughly confused upon hearing this.

It did seem to make sense.

After all, Eiji hadn't wanted to see her naked. By forcing herself on him, wasn't she polluting his eyes?

"Then... should I show you my whole body?"

Sara suggested somewhat uncertainly.

"Well, that might barely make up for one portion of the loss!"

Eiji declared confidently, putting on an expression of having suffered greatly.

"Oh..."

Sara instinctively felt something was off.

But she couldn't quite pinpoint what exactly was wrong.

Hesitantly, she began reaching for her pants to unbutton them.

This woman is so naive.

I could trick her ten times in one night!

Eiji sighed inwardly.

But I like it!

"Junior brother, about this afternoon's plans... ???"

Suddenly, the main door to the room swung open.

Touka walked in from outside.

This scene instantly imprinted itself in her eyes.

Ah.

I forgot.

Senior sister usually doesn't need a key to open doors.

Eiji smacked his forehead.

"Senior sister, you're finally here!"

He hurried over to her, his face full of grievance.

"I was changing clothes when she suddenly barged in! Not only did she peek at me naked, but she started taking her clothes off too!"

Something seemed slightly off.

But broadly speaking, it was correct.

Sara suddenly found herself at a loss for how to refute it.

"You perverted nymphomaniac!""

Touka roared, throwing a punch at Sara.

The blow landed with full force, sending Sara flying backward. She hit the ground and twitched a couple of times.

"Senior sister, you have to believe me! I had absolutely no intention of doing anything improper with her!"

Eiji looked at his senior sister with utmost sincerity.

What a shame.

If senior sister had arrived a few hours later, he could have totally tricked her five, six, seven, or eight times!

"Don't worry, junior brother, of course I believe you!"

Touka didn't hesitate for a second—how could she not trust her own junior brother?

"Huh? Why hasn't she gotten up yet?"

Touka looked down at the floor in confusion.

Sara lay there motionless, clearly having passed out.

"Yikes! Broken bones!"

Eiji suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"And several of them at that!"

His eyes had already seen through Sara's physical condition like an X-ray.

"It couldn't be that bad, could it? I didn't use that much force..."

Touka's anger instantly vanished, replaced by a guilty tone.

"Um... isn't her breathing getting weaker?"

"Her heartbeat is slowing down too..."

The two exchanged a glance.

They suddenly remembered.

Sara's physical constitution was extremely frail, barely reaching an F-grade—far inferior even to Eiji when he first enrolled. On their way to Bay City, she had apparently managed to fracture a bone just from missing a step, earning the glorious achievement of being hospitalized before the competition even began!

"..."

"..."

"Call an ambulance!" they shouted in unison.