Chapter 589: 202. The Great God got angry, the kind that can’t be appeased.
The wind over the sea roared.
The salty waves surged, with massive waves crashing against the cruise ship, shattering into splashes of surf. The deck was already crowded with people, all staring at the sea with solemn expressions.
Standing above the thunderclouds was a Thunder God clad in pitch-black armor, with a burly figure. Behind him, four tentacle-like lightning whips danced silently in the darkness.
With his appearance, the entire sea surface was illuminated with blinding electric light, giving the illusion of overlooking a sea of clouds from a high altitude.
From afar, Mrs. Hoshimi watched, her long black hair fluttering with the sea breeze, emitting a gentle glow.
Seeing her daughter face the Thunder God without any change in her calm demeanor, she felt slightly moved... At seventeen or eighteen, she was definitely not as composed as her daughter. She felt proud of her daughter in her heart, while also preparing to step in.
In the violent storm, thunder dragons bared their fangs and claws.
Thunderclouds gathered, the sky and earth darkened, and the Thunder God galloped through the sky with impressive might.
"Phew~"
Hoshimi Rinko steadily calmed her breath.
Standing in mid-air, she slowly removed the wooden bow from her back and her hand placed on the bowstring.
In the howling storm, her shrine maiden outfit was puffed up, making her figure appear even smaller. The hem of her scarlet skirt was also lifted, and her snow-white calves, half-revealed in the darkness, were the most enchanting hues in the night.
However, anyone looking at her now wouldn’t notice that alluring slender figure, but rather her calm and collected expression. She was like a beauty emerging from a glacial river, with a hint of youthful immaturity on her features, embodying purity and restraint.
Fujiwara Reya watched her.
He vaguely remembered a year and a half ago when he walked into that club room and saw the literature girl by the window. The moment she looked back at him in the sunset, her face beneath the billowing black hair was unsullied, describable only with the word "exceptional."
A spontaneous warmth welled up from the bottom of Fujiwara Reya’s heart, and his gaze softened.
『Arrow of Dispelling Evil!』
Under the gaze of her junior, Hoshimi Rinko loosened her fingers.
The blue arrow, condensed by Divine Power, pierced through the storm with a sharp howling sound.
The Thunder God raised a hand to block.
"Boom——"
The azure light exploded, and the shockwave surged.
Hoshimi Rinko’s fairy-like clear face remained unchanged.
With clear eyes fixed on the center of the explosion, she didn’t pause and immediately drew the bowstring again.
After firing six arrows in succession, she finally stopped, slightly panting, her snow-white cheeks drenched with tiny beads of sweat.
The Thunder God opposite, his arm’s armor was completely blown apart, and even the arm underneath was scorched with burn marks by the explosion. He bowed his head, intently staring at the wound, seemingly puzzled by how the little witch could hurt him.
Fujiwara Reya flew forward.
Hoshimi Rinko looked back at him, blinking innocently: "I can’t beat him."
"Senior..."
"Now you protect me."
"... Understood!"
Opposite, the Thunder God’s gaze suddenly turned fierce.
The anger burning in his chest overwhelmed everything, and he clenched his fist, stepping forward.
Thunder echoed through the heavens!
The armored Divine Body suddenly emitted wisps of electric light, and bolts of blue lightning burst open.
All the lightning targeted Hoshimi Rinko’s position, with the Thunder God punching out.
Under the suddenly bright sky filled with lightning, the shrine maiden’s figure seemed extremely small, as if it would be overturned in an instant like a tiny boat. Fujiwara Reya stepped across, shielding her behind him.
The overwhelming lightning descended, engulfing both of them in an instant.
An unprecedentedly violent shockwave burst out suddenly.
The storm howled, the thunder cracked, and tornados linking the sky and sea formed. Tsunamis, thunderous light, tornadoes, at that moment, the sea seemed to be racing towards the end of the world.
In a deafening crash, the people watching from the cruise ship found their vision darkening. Everyone felt as if a shell had exploded beside their ears, their entire flesh and blood seemed on the verge of disintegrating.
Almost everyone was knocked over by the first wave of shockwaves, rolling raggedly on the deck, dazed and disoriented.
Kasahara Fumi held onto the railing, with sea spray hitting her face.
The Thunder God’s strike was terrifying to the extreme. She doubted she could withstand it, and thus, her gaze towards the center of the explosion brimmed with worry.
Thunder dragons roared in fury, lightning danced through the night sky, continually rushing towards the explosion’s center.
She spread her arms wide.
Raindrops fell on her rubber suit, sliding down. Her delicate body seemed poised to rush off the deck.
"Fumi, stay calm!"
Her mother’s voice came to her ears.
Kasahara Fumi immediately stopped obediently, but her eyes were still full of worry.
In the dazzling light, Kasahara Asuka maneuvered the flying boat, wobbly returning to the cruise ship. As soon as her feet touched the deck, she plunged into her sister’s arms, mumbling and whining: "Sister, can you take Xiangxiang inside for a look...?"
"Let’s wait a little longer."
Kasahara Fumi gently embraced her sister.
The sister looked up, observed the worry in her sister’s eyes, then blinked her sparkling eyes, looking exceptionally charming.
"Sister, do you like the senior?"
"Eh?"
Kasahara Fumi’s formerly snow-white face flushed red; Kasahara Asuka giggled, tiptoeing, leaning close to her sister’s ear: "Why don’t you drive Senior Rinko away from the senior, and the two of us sisters can monopolize the senior..."
"..."
Kasahara Fumi, amused and exasperated, pinched her sister’s cheek.
At this moment, the worry in her eyes gradually dissipated because she sensed that within that explosion’s center, Fujiwara Reya’s aura was rising, far surpassing his usual intensity.