117 Battle? Honebami Miroslava
Human desire never disappears, it just transfers to someone else.
This is the famous Law of Conservation of Desire.
You finish your part, and I'll start mine. At this moment, Miss Yor is sleeping soundly, but Hikigaya is in a miserable state.
His fists are clenched tightly.
Hikigaya swore that his fists had never been so clenched before.
This is the most severe situation he has encountered since entering puberty!
An unimaginable crisis!
It seems... since entering the Hyakkaou Academy, the anger in Hikigaya's heart has never dissipated. It's like a volcano that has been suppressed for a long time, and it's bound to erupt sooner or later!
Hikigaya Hachiman had a premonition that he might lose something important tonight.
Forcing himself not to do anything rude, Hikigaya gently placed Miss Yor's head on the chair and removed her eye mask.
"No..." Honebami Miroslava tried to stop him, but Hikigaya had already taken it off.
'What a domineering man.'
"It doesn't matter anymore, since she chose to use her freedom to atone for her sins, she'll eventually see our faces."
Hikigaya carelessly tossed the black cloth aside and said.
"Shouldn't we feed her the slow-acting poison now?"
"Let's wait until she wakes up," Hikigaya said, nodding to himself. "Then I can judge what kind of person she is."
"If I'm wrong, it's better to leave her to you, Honebami Miroslava."
"Understood."
Hikigaya Hachiman let out a sigh of relief and finally had the leisure to observe the Thorn Princess's face.
Contrary to his imagination, her eyes didn't ruin her face. Her features were delicate, and the Thorn Princess was a true beauty. Although Hikigaya didn't care about his bodyguard's appearance, human aesthetics still affected his mood, and a beautiful person was equivalent to a good mood.
In short, it can be summed up in one sentence: I can do without it, but I must have it.
Hikigaya Hachiman was at the age where his hormones were surging, and seeing the Thorn Princess's stunning appearance only added fuel to the fire in his heart.
The air he exhaled from his nose seemed to be filled with flames, and Hikigaya realized that he couldn't continue like this.
He needed to vent his emotions!
Of course, in a positive sense.
When you're angry, try doing some exercise!
Hikigaya Hachiman subconsciously clenched his fists, which cracked with a loud sound, and turned to Honebami Miroslava, saying, "Honebami Miroslava, you said earlier... are we going to fight now?"
"It'll take some time for the Thorn Princess to wake up."
Honebami Miroslava nodded subconsciously.
"Where should we go?"
"Let's do it here."
Honebami Miroslava was a woman who acted quickly.
As soon as she finished speaking, she reached for the buttons on her chest, making Hikigaya's heart skip a beat. Then, Honebami Miroslava calmly removed her outer jacket, revealing a white sports bra underneath.
Only her outer jacket was removed, and the imaginary naked fight didn't occur.
At this moment, Honebami Miroslava's upper body was only covered by a sports bra, and the large expanse of white skin exposed to the air made Hikigaya's mouth dry. Especially the chest area, which was sizeable, and even with the sports bra, it still seemed to be swaying slightly, making Hikigaya feel like the ground was shaking.
However, Hikigaya didn't have any licentious thoughts at this moment.
Because apart from the attention-grabbing breasts, Honebami Miroslava's upper body muscles were too captivating to ignore.
In the dim light, Honebami Miroslava's muscles seemed like a masterpiece carved by an artist. They were white, smooth, and delicate, yet still exuded a sense of feminine gentleness.
It was a combination of beauty and strength.
Together with her cold and beautiful face, she could be defined as the "Cold and Beautiful Fighting Queen."
At least, Hikigaya Hachiman had never seen a woman like this before.
The muscles on her body didn't detract from her femininity; instead, they added to her charm.
In Hikigaya's eyes, she had a unique allure.
"Let's start," Honebami Miroslava said calmly.
As soon as she finished speaking, her body's muscles suddenly tensed, and she charged towards Hikigaya like a sports car.
Her speed was incredible, too fast for a normal person to react.
If Hikigaya's lust had been a bit stronger, and his mind had been distracted by Honebami Miroslava's breasts, he would have definitely fallen to the ground in this first round.
But Hikigaya Hachiman was a serious person, and when he was focused on the task at hand, he wouldn't be distracted by external things.
His brain quickly calculated Honebami Miroslava's movement trajectory, and just before she was about to touch him, he narrowly dodged to the side.
Just one hit, and Hikigaya was already covered in cold sweat.
This was the first time he felt that his body couldn't keep up with his thoughts.
Seeing that Hikigaya had dodged her attack, Honebami Miroslava was slightly surprised and licked her lips, reevaluating her impression of Hikigaya.
'It seems this guy isn't completely useless.'
Honebami Miroslava didn't give up on her plan to attack Hikigaya. Due to Momobami's orders, she couldn't use violent means to extract information.
The desire to vent her frustration, which had been building up since she faced the Thorn Princess, finally erupted.
In her mind, she imagined Hikigaya falling to the ground, groaning in pain.
She strinted toward him and lifted her right leg, wearing high boots, and kicked it high into the air, pouring all her strength into the kick.
Because of the immense power, her breasts shook violently, captivating Hikigaya's attention.
The wind pressure from the kick seemed to press against Hikigaya's face, making him smell the scent of Honebami Miroslava's sweat.
The combination of the visual and olfactory stimulation made Hikigaya feel overwhelmed.
In this state, he couldn't concentrate all his energy and could only struggle to raise his hands to block the powerful kick.
"Not bad, Hikigaya."
"Again!"
Honebami Miroslava let out a loud whoop and charged towards Hikigaya.
Fists, legs, elbows... the attacks came at Hikigaya like a stormy sea.
Hikigaya was exhausted from resisting the attacks, but at the same time, he was also observing Honebami Miroslava's movements. In an unintended moment, he caught a glimpse of the sweat-drenched armpits as she raised her hands. Honebami Miroslava's armpits were beautiful, white and smooth like jade, and had a defined bone structure.
For a moment, Hikigaya was dazed, and before he knew it, his chest was kicked by Honebami Miroslava, and he was heavily trampled to the ground.
Severe pain filled Hikigaya's brain, and his internal organs felt like they had been shifted out of place from the kick. However, fortunately, the volcano that was about to erupt in his heart had subsided at this moment.
Honebami Miroslava, still unsatisfied, ground her high boots into the ground, and suddenly realized that the person under her feet was not an enemy, but the target of the task that Momobami had specifically entrusted to her.