In the darkness, a half-naked middle-aged man was running wildly on the road.
His half-tattered white T-shirt fully displayed his unrestrained personality, and his flip-flops, with one lost and only half remaining, highlighted his inner character, while the exposed half of his red underwear was his final stubbornness.
“Damn it, where did this weirdo come from… ”
“A Magical Girl? Is that also something that only exists in shut-ins’ fantasies? If she’s a Magical Girl, then I’m a tentacle monster!”
The middle-aged man cursed and grumbled, tugging at his flip-flops as he fled. After confirming he had finally shaken off the self-proclaimed Magical Girl, he leaned against a wall, panting in disarray.
“Haah… haah… The offerings haven’t been collected yet, I almost capsized in the gutter. Thankfully… Hmm?”
The middle-aged man sniffed, looking at a single house behind him: “If I’m not mistaken, is that the scent of that Magical Girl from earlier?”
“Sniff, sniff…” The middle-aged man revealed a lewd smile: “That’s right, it’s that unique, subtle fragrance of a young girl.”
“From her appearance, she seems to be a high school student, which means I accidentally stumbled upon her home?”
“There seems to be an ordinary person inside as well…”
The middle-aged man stood up, and the shadow beneath his feet gradually expanded, becoming incredibly ferocious.
Like a monster.
“Since you tried to obstruct our great plan, then don’t blame me for retaliating against you, Magical Girl.”
“Immerse yourself in the regret and despair of a loved one’s death, hahahaha!!!”
The middle-aged man laughed loudly as he approached the single house.
Meanwhile, Mo Bai sat on a stool, casually picking at the cola chicken wings he had made, and glanced at his phone.
“Going to a classmate’s house for her birthday, will be back later?”
Mo Bai showed an unhappy expression: “Ah, ah… Is some classmate more important than Oni-chan? Oni-chan is very unhappy, Oni-chan is going to get angry.”
Of course, he was angry because no one was eating the food he had prepared, absolutely not because he was a siscon.
He, Mo Bai, could not possibly be a siscon.
Speaking of which, he seemed to genuinely be unable to see his own components; whether he looked up or in front of a mirror, he couldn't see what he was made of.
But that was fine too, after all, not many people would accept their true selves.
Mo Bai sighed, and as he was about to get out the cling film, he heard some unusual sounds.
It was the sound of something collapsing and breaking.
In a house with only one person, it seemed so abrupt.
Although Mo Bai wasn't very rich, his mother, who was a pirate, seemed to be quite wealthy, leaving him and Mo Mo this detached house with a courtyard.
Mo Bai would plant potatoes and green onions in the courtyard when he had nothing to do, while Mo Mo had created a small plot for herself to plant some flowers.
That sound just now, it seemed like someone had climbed over the wall and stepped on his unused flower pots?
What the hell? A thief came to his house?
No, buddy, what era is this, still daring to trespass and steal? Don't you believe the hammer of the law will smash you into an idiot?
Also, although his house looked quite luxurious from the outside, there was really nothing to steal.
The most valuable thing was probably his wall full of figurines.
Mo Bai complained inwardly while skillfully retrieving a baseball bat from under the sofa, swung it a few times, and stealthily pressed himself against the wall.
Outside the courtyard, there was nothing good to steal except vegetables, and this wasn't QQ Farm, who the hell steals vegetables?
So, the thief would definitely come in; he just needed to guard the door and window.
Whoever dared to enter, he would directly strike them on the head, then activate berserker mode, six strikes a second, directly beating them into a pulp and sending them to eat oranges.
Of course, if he left like that, everyone would be happy.
However, Mo Bai at this moment did not know that the thief was not after wealth, but lust… ahem, his body.
Outside the door.
Mo Mo looked at his feet, which were covered in cuts from various debris, and the middle-aged man’s eyebrows twisted together like a pretzel.
“This damned pain inheritance…”
He looked at the door and windows again, then grinned ferociously, raised his hand, and pushed hard.
Look, isn't the wall here very spacious?
As for the camera issue, he was too lazy to deal with it; anyway, he didn't plan to use this face anymore, so if it was seen, it was seen.
“Bang!!!”
The thick concrete wall was pushed open, creating a large hole. Mo Bai, who was crouching nearby, was stunned.
Holy crap, the guy opposite is a bulldozer, he’s not kidding!
Uncle, you really have superhuman strength!
After a brief shock, Mo Bai quickly reacted, and with a mighty leap, he swung his bat at the middle-aged man who was swaggering into his house!
“Dong!”
Sound good? A good sound means a good head.
With an incredibly crisp sound, Mo Bai’s baseball bat snapped into two pieces.
Mo Bai: “Huh?”
He was dumbfounded.
Damn it, this thing is a fusion of First and Third Calabash Brothers.
Blood slowly flowed down from the uncle’s head. He grinned ferociously, extended his sandbag-sized fist, and with a simple, single punch, directly sent Mo Bai flying from one end of the room to the other.
Mo Bai: “Pugah!”
He fell to the ground in disarray, his head buzzing.
“I could have just eaten him with shadows, but I changed my mind.”
The uncle slowly approached Mo Bai: “I’m going to torment you severely to get back at her.”
“If you want to blame someone, blame that family member of yours who calls herself a Magical Girl.”
Magical Girl? Family? Retaliation?
Mo Bai seemed to understand something all at once.
This, this was the so-called monster.
He came knocking so quickly, wasn’t this bullying his sister for not being home…
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, the metallic taste spread in his oral cavity, and Mo Bai’s eyes gradually grew cold.
“Damn it, I’m going to blow up with you!”
After glancing at the dishes he had painstakingly prepared, Mo Bai turned and ran, going to the second floor, directly pulling open the crooked window that looked like Hawking, and jumped down.
The uncle quickly followed, also jumping down into the courtyard outside.
He had initially thought Mo Bai was trying to escape, so he didn't stop him. Before killing the prey, enjoying the prey's fear was not an unpleasant thing, but…
Mo Bai didn't run.
He stood at the edge of a field, holding two fresh, still dirt-covered potatoes in his hands.
Mo Bai said seriously: “Now.”
“Please call me Potato Mine.”
Uncle: “?”
“What the hell is that?” In his line of sight, Mo Bai threw the potatoes at him. The uncle sneered disdainfully; a baseball bat couldn't even hit him, what could a small potato do?
Full of confidence, he reached out to catch them.
Then…
“Bang!!!”
The Potato Mine exploded.
Uncle: “?!”
He couldn't understand why two potatoes could explode, but before he could think, the scalding temperature and terrifying impact, along with the very basic potatoes, turned into a hot mess, splattering all over his face.
Burning his outer skin, crushing his flesh, and squeezing out his essence as a monster from his human shell.
Didn't expect that, did you! This potato has already been touched by my Stand, Kitchen Queen!
The explosion power caused by Kitchen Queen is fixed to the size of a standard kitchen, and this standard kitchen size is, in fact, the size of Mo Bai's kitchen.
And Mo Bai's kitchen is quite large.
“Pugah!!!”
This time, it was the uncle’s turn to be sent flying backward.
Specks of fire and smoke dissipated, and the previously half-naked uncle’s body was completely shattered, and what leaked from beneath his skin was neither flesh nor bone, but…
Shadows like crude oil.
“Bastard! Bastard!!”
When the protective shell was torn off and the true body exposed, then he would truly take damage, not just simple pain.
Those two potatoes just now had undoubtedly injured him.
This is a Potato Mine?
This is clearly a Potato Mine Shooter!
Alright, alright, you’re playing a fusion version, are you?
In his rage, he opened his eyes, intending to stop playing around and completely tear Mo Bai apart.
But he froze.
Using the momentary advantage from being blown away by the explosion, Mo Bai casually pulled out two green onions from the dirt.
“In the past, I, as Potato Mine, have died. Now, appearing before you is…”
Mo Bai held up the green onions: “A member of the Miku Knight Corps, protecting the world’s number one princess.”
“Look.”
“Your school swimsuit is shining in the sky.”
