Villainous Second Miss Becomes a God in Supernatural Tokyo 49

Chapter 49: I Didn’t Think Being a Dog Meant Actually Being a Dog

Be her dog?!!

Mizuō Morishige’s pupils constricted.

This was an insult from the Master of Summer Harvest Mountain, an act of oppression, a…

“Screech—!!”

A spider with a baby’s head bit down on his neck.

But because he was protected by his tortoise-shell barrier, it didn’t pierce his skin. However, the barrier was on the verge of shattering.

The spider’s sharp fangs left a clear mark on his neck.

Blood flowed.

One more decent attack, and his barrier would be completely broken.

“…The Mizuō branch will obey your commands.”

Woof!

Mizuō Morishige couldn’t hold on any longer. If this continued, he would surely die.

He had no choice. His knees were weak, but at least he was still alive.

He was a man who cherished his life above all else. To him, wealth, power, even dignity, could be discarded.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have awakened an ability so focused on defense.

His offensive power was among the weakest of the B-ranks.

The moment he spoke those words, the supernatural beings around him froze.

“Boom!!”

But in the next second…

A deep, deathly flame erupted, igniting one of the supernatural beings beside him, engulfing its entire body.

It was burned to ashes.

This seemed to be a signal.

Sanctuary Flame ignited on every supernatural being, and in just three seconds, all the spiders that had driven him into a corner vanished, reduced to dust.

Only the supernatural materials on the ground remained. Natsuba Hanae didn’t bother to pick them up.

These elite-level supernatural beings had been summoned by the Old God, but their supernatural materials were not.

When the Othersides merged, if Natsuba Hanae emerged victorious, these materials would be used to create new supernatural beings, loyal to her.

Mizuō Morishige, in the midst of the spiders, felt a chill run down his spine as the Sanctuary Flame ignited, terrified that the Master of Summer Harvest Mountain would accidentally burn him as well.

That deathly power, like the fires of hell, seemed to erase living beings from their very existence, the complete opposite of life.

The flame was merely a vessel for that deathly power.

This was nothing like the watered-down A-rank blood-hand attack from Ijō Hyōka. If it had been this kind of attack, he would have died instantly.

Even his tortoise-shell barrier at full strength wouldn’t have been able to withstand it.

There were vast differences between A-ranks.

Was this the ability she possessed?

But what about the crimson vertical pupil? Was she a rare dual-ability A-rank?

These were clearly two different powers, not just different applications of the same ability.

Mizuō Morishige couldn’t understand.

But regardless, he was still alive.

As for the Mizuō branch’s surrender, he felt he needed to discuss it further with the Master of Summer Harvest Mountain.

After all, the Mizuō branch wasn’t his alone.

And if he led his family away from the Natsuba conglomerate, the Family Head would surely notice. Even getting out the front gate would be difficult.

And a verbal agreement had no binding power.

In short, he had changed his mind.

So, Mizuō Morishige began to say,

“Master of Summer Harvest Mountain, about what I said earlier…”

Before he could finish…

“Bang—!”

Mizuō Morishige’s eyes widened, and he looked down at his chest.

The familiar, deep Sanctuary Flame was burning around his heart.

He wasn’t dead, but he could feel the flame surrounding his heart, the deathly power occasionally prodding it.

Not only that, but a marble-sized crimson vertical pupil opened beside his heart, looking around.

As if it were watching his every move.

In an instant, cold sweat soaked his back, a chill running up his spine. His body trembled uncontrollably. Even when fighting the supernatural beings earlier…

He hadn’t experienced such mental and physical pressure.

Death and life were opposites. How could he not feel such a thing inside him?

And the gaze of the crimson vertical pupil made him feel as if all his secrets, even those in his mind, were being laid bare.

Then, her voice came.

“Don’t worry. As long as you remain my dog, it won’t erupt.”

“It might even benefit you. Under the stimulation of the Sanctuary Flame, your ability will improve slightly.”

“And don’t worry, I won’t make you leave the Natsuba conglomerate for now.”

Who wanted an improvement that came with a constant threat to their life?!

However, not having to leave the Natsuba conglomerate was a relief.

Mizuō Morishige gritted his teeth, he…

Swallowed hard, knelt on both knees, and prostrated himself in terror.

“Mizuō Morishige of the Mizuō branch, at the Mountain Lord’s command.”

As Mizuō Morishige spoke…

Natsuba Hanae looked up at the hospital ceiling, a hint of confusion in her eyes.

Just now, the Old God’s gaze had shifted.

And the Otherside’s information told her that a new supernatural user had entered.

Unfortunately, the area outside the hospital was still under the Old God’s control; she couldn’t see who it was.

Had the Natsuba conglomerate sent someone to find her?

She would check later.

For now, she would focus on the matter at hand. Placing this pawn, Mizuō Morishige, was part of her plan.

The four major conglomerates all had their secrets; that was why she couldn’t act rashly within them. And Mizuō Morishige was Natsuba Kouryu’s confidant.

As long as she could track Natsuba Kouryu’s movements and find an opportunity, even if he had his own secrets, crushing him would be as easy as crushing an ant.

However, Mizuō Morishige still needed some training.

Although she controlled his life and death, if he didn’t give his all, it would be troublesome.

First, she had to strip him of his dignity.

Thinking of this, Natsuba Hanae pursed her lips and said,

“As a dog, you should wag your tail and beg.”

“Kneel, and lie down.”

Hearing this, Mizuō Morishige obeyed. He now looked like a dog.

He gritted his teeth, his self-respect crumbling.

He had thought being her dog was a figure of speech, but he hadn’t expected to actually be treated like one.

Just then…

Natsuba Hanae’s red, glass-like eyes shifted, and she turned to look at the wall behind her.

In the next second…

“Boom——————!!!!”

A fiery red figure was slammed into the hospital by a tentacle, crashing through the wall and disappearing from sight.

Mizuō Morishige didn’t even see who it was.

But Natsuba Hanae’s vision was sharp. She frowned slightly, pursed her lips, and murmured,

“Rinrei?”