The moment the fingertip touched her back, Natsume Rinku's entire body instantly stiffened.

The middle-aged man smiled, gently offering reassurance.

"Don't be nervous, Uncle will be very gentle."

"Your hair truly feels smooth, and your skin is so delicate."

"It's hard to imagine that you are just a child from ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) an ordinary person's Family."

The middle-aged man's hand grew increasingly brazen, sliding slowly down her slender spine.

Natsume Rinku's body trembled ceaselessly; she squeezed her eyes shut, her lips bitten white, remaining silent as if resigned to her fate.

However, at this very moment, the power within her body gradually began to stir restlessly. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Thump, thump, thump.

Her heart pounded violently, and her blood seemed to ignite at that moment.

An ancient, cold, and tyrannical aura awakened from the depths of her Soul.

Black runes began to flicker across her cheeks, rapidly spreading like living vines.

However, the middle-aged man did not notice Natsume Rinku's change.

He was still immersed in the imminent pleasure, muttering to himself, "It's a pity her body is too frail; she won't be able to handle much. But it doesn't matter, Uncle will give you lots of delicious food later and fatten you up."

As he spoke, that large, greasy hand reached up to touch Natsume Rinku's cheek.

The sensation from his fingertip was slightly rough, even carrying a hint of bizarre heat.

Only then did he notice the unusual change on Natsume Rinku's face.

He let out a soft sound of surprise.

"Hmm? What's going on with your face? They weren't there just now."

He leaned in closer, attempting to clearly see the strange black markings.

The next second.

Natsume Rinku opened her eyes.

Her originally timid, tear-filled dark eyes were gone, replaced by terrifying pupils completely engulfed in pitch black, lacking any whites, with only a single point of crimson, eerie light shining in the center.

That was a gaze reserved for the dead.

"Get out, you filthy thing!"

The voice was hoarse and layered, as if two Souls were roaring simultaneously.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, thinking he had misheard her.

"What did you sa..."

Boom!!!

A visible black wave of Qi, centered on Natsume Rinku, suddenly erupted without warning.

There were no fancy techniques involved; it was a pure release of energy.

"Bang!"

The middle-aged man felt as if his chest had been struck head-on by a speeding heavy truck.

He didn't even have time to assume a defensive posture before he was sent flying backward like a cannonball.

"Crash—"

The expensive ornaments, crystal floor lamp, and leather sofa along the way instantly disintegrated into dust under the force of the shockwave.

"Damn it!"

The middle-aged man was, after all, a Professional of considerable Rank.

Mid-air, he forcibly twisted his body, kicking out violently with his feet just as he was about to smash into the wall.

"Rumble!"

He forcefully stomped two half-foot-deep pits into the hard concrete wall, and cracks spread out like a spiderweb.

Using this reactionary force, he barely managed to neutralize the terrifying impact and landed steadily on the ground.

Even so, the Qi and blood within him still churned, his throat tasted sweet, and he nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.

He abruptly looked up at the petite figure on the bed, his eyes filled with shock and uncertainty.

"You..."

The middle-aged man found the situation unbelievable.

He steadied himself against the wall, his chest churning with Qi and blood.

A pure and powerful force was being unleashed without reservation from that twelve-year-old girl.

That was definitely the aura of a Professional.

But how could this be possible?

Don't ordinary people only get to change jobs at eighteen?

How could she possibly become a Professional at this age?

The middle-aged man's gaze turned cold, and he snorted.

"I was actually deceived by your false appearance."

"You are not Natsume Rinku at all. Who exactly are you?"

Natsume Rinku did not answer.

Or rather, the "thing" currently controlling this body simply disdained to answer.

The crimson light flickered slightly in her pitch-black eyes.

She raised her hand.

Countless black streams of light, like living venomous snakes, violently shot out from her body, roaring as they lunged toward the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's reaction was lightning fast.

He pushed off with his feet, and his figure turned into an afterimage in the small room, narrowly avoiding the first wave of attack.

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

The black streams of light missed their target, violently whipping the walls and furniture.

The expensive leather sofa was instantly sliced into several pieces, the famous painting hanging on the wall was shredded, and the hard mahogany round table exploded with a crash.

In just a moment, this extremely luxurious suite was already riddled with holes.

"Bang!"

The room door was slammed open from the outside by a massive force.

Several burly bodyguards in black quickly rushed in, each carrying the energy fluctuations of a Professional.

"Miyamoto-sama, are you alright?" the leading bodyguard asked anxiously.

The middle-aged man, named Miyamoto Takuma, looked utterly furious.

"Stop wasting time!"

"Get in here and restrain this little girl for me!"

"Yes, sir!"

The bodyguards responded in unison and immediately surrounded Natsume Rinku by the bed.

They were all elites of the Miyamoto Family, each possessing strength above Rank 30. Dealing with a little girl of unknown origin would naturally be easy.

The leading bodyguard clapped his hands together, and a thick, earthy yellow energy shield materialized out of thin air, blocking the front.

"Attack!"

The other two took positions left and right, condensing energy blades in their hands, preparing to counterattack.

Natsume Rinku let out a shriek that sounded inhuman.

The black streams of light on her body became even more violent, surging toward the earthy yellow energy shield like a black storm.

"Boom!"

The moment of impact, the energy shield trembled violently, letting out a groan of being overwhelmed.

The shield-holding bodyguard's face changed drastically; he felt as if he were resisting a rampaging behemoth.

"Crack!"

After holding for less than two seconds, the energy shield shattered instantly.

The shield-holding bodyguard was struck as if by a heavy hammer, sent flying backward to smash violently into the wall behind him.

The wall instantly caved in, forming a human-shaped crater, and spiderweb cracks spread wildly.

The entire building followed suit, issuing a slight tremor.

The attacks of the other two bodyguards had already closed the distance.

But Natsume Rinku didn't even spare them a glance.

An even larger wave of black energy erupted from her body, transforming into a visible shockwave.

"Bang! Bang!"

The two bodyguards' bodies were hit as if by speeding trucks, screaming as they flew out and directly smashed through the thick floor-to-ceiling window, sending glass shards mixed with blood scattering from the height.

Miyamoto Takuma's pupils fiercely shrank.

This power had already far exceeded his expectations.

The clients and dancers inside the building rushed out of their respective private rooms.

They looked with shock and uncertainty at the shaking corridor, the crystal chandelier above their heads swinging wildly like a candle flame in the wind.

"What happened?"

"Was it an earthquake?"

Screams of panic rose and fell one after another.

The madam, holding up the hem of her kimono, hurried down the stairs.

The Professional smile on her face had long vanished, replaced by utter pallor.

"Don't panic, everyone! Nothing bad will happen, please relax!"

She loudly reassured the crowd, but her trembling voice betrayed her inner fear.

Amidst this chaos, the door to one private room was slowly pushed open.

Zhou Huai, controlling Caesar, walked out emotionlessly.

He ignored the panicked crowd around him.

He merely looked up at the ceiling, which was still shedding dust and showing hideous cracks.

Zhou Huai couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.

Judging by this situation, the power within Natsume Rinku had most likely gone out of control and erupted again.

Causing such a huge commotion.

Trying to take her away discreetly tonight was probably unrealistic.