Chat Group: Anime Girls are Moist-Chapter 192 - : A Fool trying to fight a God, Amatori Biba (Bonus - )

"!!!"

For a moment, Rio Futaba stood behind her firmly closed door, her back pressed against it, face burning and heart pounding.

She felt like she was on fire.

Under the corridor light, she finally got a proper look at Tohru's sinuous, seductive figure—and the kind of perfect physique Rei Ao possessed to pull off such a bold move.

Before this, she'd only heard about these things in passing or from health class, but seeing them with her own eyes completely overwhelmed her.

Especially the thought, "Should I leave?"

Recalling what she had witnessed earlier—Tohru's situation, Mai's acceptance, and so on—she felt for the first time that she might be in danger.

It was contradictory.

When talking normally, Rei Ao was humorous, frank, and easygoing. But when he and Tohru got into it, he seemed wild and primal—so much so that even the proud Tohru turned into someone almost mindlessly entranced.

"Does that... really make people act so differently?"

The more she thought about it, the redder Rio Futaba's face grew. An unprecedented sense of confusion took root in her mind.

...

Iwato Station

This was a required stop for the Koutetsujou (Iron Fortress) on its way to the Kongoukaku stronghold. Under the leadership of Yomogawa Ayame, the Koutetsujou arrived here largely unscathed.

Now, on the Koutetsujou, no one dared to try using their social standing to pressure Ayame anymore. Every troublemaker who attempted such things had been dealt with or exiled by Ayame, whose demeanor had changed considerably. After multiple purges, Ayame believed that only those worth protecting remained on the Koutetsujou. In turn, all of them revered Ayame with great respect—after all, it was thanks to Ayame and Kajika's displayed abilities that they'd repeatedly been saved from attacks by the Kabane.

She was enshrined in their minds as a "priestess of the gods," and Kajika was seen as a "divine emissary."

Once the Koutetsujou stopped at Iwato Station, Kajika hurriedly sought out Ayame.

"Ayame-sama, Mumei's gone!"

Mumei was her friend, so Kajika was worried.

"Mumei..."

Ayame recalled the things Rei Ao had taught her. He'd given her a broad explanation not only about "ways to make love" but also about Mumei's background—and the broader situation in her own world.

From Rei Ao's account, Ayame knew that Mumei was the younger sister of Amatori Biba, the shogun's eldest son—indeed, Biba's subordinate and pawn. Given her background, Mumei was unlikely to meet any real danger.

Still, Ayame mused, "Kajika, don't worry too much. Mumei has a special status, so she won't be harmed easily. But we should be on our guard."

According to Rei Ao, Amatori Biba was no ordinary figure; Ayame suspected Mumei's disappearance might be linked to him. They had to stay vigilant at any sign of trouble.

Sure enough, Mumei's departure was tied to Biba. She left together with another Hunter: a curvaceous, orange-haired woman named Horobi—like Mumei, she was also a Kabaneri.

Walking side by side, Horobi studied Mumei's downcast expression. Eventually, she broke the silence:

"Mumei, you've got something on your mind, haven't you? Our young master won't like it if you show up before him looking like that."

Mumei remained silent. She did have a lot on her mind. She sensed her big brother was scheming something terrible. Not long ago, she'd noticed some of the Hunters had infiltrated the Koutetsujou.

Mumei had a bad feeling that the Koutetsujou was part of her brother's plan. She didn't want him targeting the people on board—especially her friend Ayame.

First, because Mumei truly had come to view them as companions, no longer treating her like an outcast.

Second, because she was keenly aware of just how strong Ayame—and Rei Ao—really were. If Biba clashed with them, Biba would die.

He was her benefactor and brother, so Mumei didn't want to watch him be destroyed by going up against Ayame and the others.

Seeing Mumei's silence, Horobi also fell quiet. She pitied the girl. Mumei knew nothing—just a tool in the young master's hands. Horobi, on the other hand, understood Biba's entire plan, and she supported him out of admiration and respect, no matter how dark his intentions.

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Suddenly, they arrived at a luxurious manor.

"The young master's inside," said Horobi, stopping in front of the building.

"...Alright."

Taking a deep breath, Mumei resolutely stepped through the door, Horobi following close behind.

Inside that lavish room stood a man with flowing pink hair, dressed in aristocratic finery—completely unlike the commoners outside. He was busy inspecting a firearm.

The click of footsteps made him look up and set the weapon aside.

"Young Master!"

"Brother!"

Mumei and Horobi knelt on one knee in respect. This man, with his cold pride and aloof demeanor, was none other than Amatori Biba.

He didn't spare Horobi a single glance, instead narrowing his gaze at Mumei.

"Mumei, in the Koutetsujou, did you hear stories about the 'God' and 'Priestess of God'?"

"!"

Mumei's body tensed. He was bringing this up right away, which meant he'd probably received some information from his own sources.

She pressed her lips together and answered truthfully:

"Yes... I have."

"Have you seen them?"

"...I have."

"Oh?"

Amatori Biba's eyes gleamed.

"Tell me everything."

Mumei hesitated, meeting her brother's piercing gaze. Finally, she pleaded,

"Brother, please, don't make them your enemies. They're... very strong."

"..."

Biba was taken aback—this was the first time Mumei had avoided giving him a direct answer.

"Interesting."

He let out a slight laugh. Mumei's reaction only made him more curious about these "God and Priestess" on the Koutetsujou.

Casually, he waved his hand.

Clang!

A heavy iron syringe filled with some kind of black fluid dropped to the floor near Horobi's feet. Horobi froze at the sight.

Biba's voice was icy:

"There's been a change of plan, Horobi. Use it here. Let me see the Koutetsujou's so-called gods for myself."

"Understood!"

In Mumei's confused gaze, Horobi grabbed the syringe without hesitation and plunged it into her own neck.

"Mumei, you're coming with me."

Biba turned and gave the order to his sister.

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