Chapter 49

After , she probably realized voice chat was much more convenient than typing, so she started calling him "Onii-chan" nonstop.

Even though he knew it was likely just a scheming woman's sweet talk, Mi Ji still shamefully succumbed.

There were things called fireworks in the server. When they went off, not only was the entire server notified, but the spectacular spectacle was visible to all players.

Inspired by the scheming woman's praise, Mi Ji, momentarily obsessed, modified the code to set off hundreds of fireworks for her, causing his computer to crackle nonstop.

[Death_NotIllumi set off fireworks for the bald beauty.]

The woman, seemingly driven crazy by the fireworks, suddenly sent him a message in private chat:

[cpdd.]

"......?"

"......." "

......"

It took Mi Ji a full two minutes to realize:

a woman had confessed her love to him.

In his entire life, no woman had ever confessed her love to him.

His pale, swollen face twitched twice, and he barely suppressed his ecstasy.

After the ecstasy, came humiliation.

How could such an ordinary woman dare confess her feelings to a man of the Zoldyck clan?

Seeing him frozen in place like a statue, unresponsive, Naoko took the initiative and said,

"Illumi, did I offend you? I'm sorry, you can just pretend you didn't see it."

No one would take this online romance seriously anyway, and she couldn't really say she was heartbroken by being rejected.

...No.

This reminded Miki.

He was now known as Illumi, and if Illumi knew he had a girlfriend out of nowhere, her face would be horrified!

He had to give Illumi this hard time.

So he agreed: "Okay." As

soon as the message was sent, Naoko's character happily spun around him twice, then picked him up like a princess and kissed him.

...What a shameless woman!

Miki's face was so full of fat that he pressed his keyboard together, and he typed loudly: "Let's go to the next dungeon."

"Baby, can I call you that? I've heard that's how they call you when they're in online relationships."

He felt a chill run down his spine, his teeth aching. Vicious words spilled onto his lips, but he swallowed them back.

Even he found it disgusting, so Illumi probably couldn't stand it any more. He

put on a sinister smile, imagining Illumi's face as he collapsed and cried out "No," and his mood brightened considerably.

[Of course, the more intimate you can be, the better.]

The next second, a slight rustling sound came from the other party's microphone, followed by a sweet and lovely female voice: "Baby... That's how I'll call you from now on, Illumi-kun."

[………………]

He typed the ellipsis, and against his will, his finger exploded fireworks across the server.

"Death_NotIllumi and the bald beauty are in love."

The news spread like wildfire throughout the server, and everyone was immediately rooting for this couple, despite the huge difference in their abilities.

Because of her relationship with "Illumi," Naoko had recently become somewhat addicted to gaming.

Whenever she logged on, her online boyfriend, "Ilmi," was always waiting for her. Though he wasn't talkative, he was always generous with gifts like skins and items. She'd achieved financial freedom through these gifts.

The price she paid was the fatigue and sleepiness from playing late into the night, and a dark circle of dark circles had formed under her eyes.

After two days of sleepless nights, she couldn't take it anymore and collapsed in front of the flickering computer with a thud.

—·—

Naraku had been running around searching for a way to safely remove Sukuna's finger from that idiot's stomach.

—Alas, there was none.

No existing method could accomplish such a feat.

Furthermore, in this situation, if he retrieved the Shikon Jewel, Naoko would surely lose her mind, become a complete curse, and die.

...What did it have to do with him?

That idiot should be honored to have paved the way for his success.

In the pitch-black night, he dragged his exhausted body and knocked on Naoko's door.

No one answered, but at this late hour, that was understandable.

There was a faint smell of ghosts in the corridor, but with the Four Souls Jade, even Muzan Kibutsuji could not hurt her.

He kicked the doormat away, and there was indeed a glowing key lying underneath - this was what Naoko did to prevent herself from forgetting to bring her keys.

The door opened, and the room was quiet.

When he walked into the room, Naoko was not on the bed. In front of the flashing computer, a dark head lay without a sound.

Naraku walked up to her and pushed her: "... Kawase Naoko, you..." Go back to bed to sleep.

Before she finished speaking, she was pushed to the ground by him like a broken kite, with a dull thud, but she did not even react.

It seemed like... dead.

His heart beat twice, and he stretched out his foot and kicked the body beside him. Still

no reaction.

Countless thoughts flashed through her mind: he shouldn't have left her alone in this dangerous rental house; if he had known there was a ghost next door, he should have taken her away; or he should have killed the ghost long ago...

These words flashed in an interlaced manner, and in the end, only one sentence remained:

since he is already dead, anyway, just separate the Sukuna fingers in her body first.

But as soon as his hand touched her warm hand, she twitched and opened her eyes suddenly: "Play a dungeon!"

Of course Naoko was not dead, she just played too many games and fell asleep.

She raised her eyes, and from this position she could only see his clear jawline.

"Naraku? When did you come back?"

"...Not dead." It was hard to tell whether he was happy or disappointed, he blurted out two words lightly.

"Of course I'm not dead... Hey, what are you trying to do with that disappointed look on your face?"

He said, "This will make things difficult for people."

"What?"

"Of course it is," he squatted down, staring at her with his red, slanted eyes, "It's a dilemma whether I should kill you and separate your fingers; or, should I leave you alive?"

From his cold gaze, Naoko realized that what he said was true, and he was thinking about whether to kill her or not.

She hurriedly got up cowardly, trying to open her eyes that were swollen from staying up late, and grabbed his sleeves and begged him: "Naraku... No, Naraku-sama, you must not let me die - after all, I am your savior, right?"

The cold-blooded man remained unmoved, pulling his sleeve from her hand. "I've saved you several times, haven't I? It's time to repay you for saving my life."

Was this cold-blooded fellow truly planning to abandon her?

Naoko didn't want to become the "curse" he was talking about. Although she had never seen it herself, from his description, it was something ugly and terrifying.

"No," she began to shed crocodile tears again. "I'll be your slave!"

Naraku paused, as if considering the feasibility of this request. Seeing this, she looked even more pitiful: "Save me, Naraku. I'll do anything for you."

In the blue light of the computer screen, the tearful girl looked fragile and pitiful. He knew Kawase Naoko was a snake that would bite, and she was probably cursing him in her heart.

"I almost forgot you had this trick up your sleeve. Are you really capable of anything?"

Seeing him waver, the girl quickly raised her eyes with hope. "Of course. From now on, if you tell me to go east, I won't go west!"

"Then be my, Naraku's, woman. Stay by my side, and when you die, I'll take your finger back. That way, everyone's happy, right

?" What kind of happy ending was this?

Wasn't it just like she was eagerly giving him her best years to play with, only to be discarded without a second thought when he got tired of her?

What a calculation.

Besides, she liked the title of "Girlfriend of the Server's Top Boss." At the moment, it seemed like Naraku couldn't compare to "Illumi" in any way.

"No, besides this. Can you think of anything else?"

"Really?" A second later, Naoko felt his hand, as cold as a venomous snake, on her neck. "Then die."

The unwavering force told her that Naraku wasn't joking.

She couldn't help but sob, accusing him, "You, you're just burning bridges!"

"I never said I was a good person." He grinned, the teardrop mole under his left eye flickering again.

Seeing her still crying with her head bowed, he couldn't help but urge, "Have you thought it through? Either agree or die now."

"Really? Is there no other choice?" She pinched her thigh hard, making sure her sobs sounded pitiful enough to soften the man before her.

Naraku, of course, saw her little move and snorted coldly, "You want to die?" "

Wait! Live! I want to live!" Naoko cried out in frustration, and in despair, she spoke to stop his brutal behavior.

He calmly withdrew his hand and stroked her messy hair twice. "Good, you made a smart choice. Then, go take a shower."

"What?" She stopped crying, but the glistening tears still hung comically in the corners of her eyes.

"What do you think? Or do you want to die more?"

Seeing him reaching out again, Naoko could only reluctantly agree: "Okay, okay, stop threatening me. But, only this time."

She stood up, mumbling as she walked towards the room.

If nothing unexpected happened, she was cursing him.

How could something like this happen only once?

He agreed temporarily, but it wouldn't be the end.

When he got tired of playing with her, he would crush her like an ant and then take his finger.

Kawase Naoko should be grateful to him for giving a helpless creature like her a chance to survive.

Of course, he regarded his tolerance of her as the lust of the spider demon. After all, to feel compassion for such a lowly creature was a humiliation to him.

Naraku lay on one side of the bed. Since Naoko had been sleeping there all this time, it was naturally filled with her scent.

There was a slight curve in the mattress, which must be where she lay on her side.

The sound of water dripping in the bathroom finally stopped, and Naoko came out reluctantly. He reached out and pulled her onto the bed. Actually

, it would be hard to bear to let her die like this.