When the sight of the white... entered his eyes, Denji felt as though he was being attacked by a cosmic Devil.
Under the immense mental shock, he became incapable of thinking, with only one word left in his mind.
But it wasn't Halloween.
It was... Breasts.
Breasts, Breasts, Breasts!
Such large Breasts —can they really exist in reality?!
"Pochita, thank you for giving me a second chance at life," Denji almost teared up. "Living is truly great."
"Question: What exactly are you looking at?"
Seemingly because Denji's gaze was too shameless, the owner of the breasts spoke up in displeasure.
Reluctantly, Denji moved his gaze away, turning to face the newcomer.
However, when he saw the familiar yet unfamiliar face, he froze.
Staring for a long while, Denji hesitantly asked, "Uh... are you... Yamai Kazamachi?"
Although her face was identical to that of the Yamai sisters, her body and demeanor were entirely different.
Her chest was far larger—so much so that it seemed the combined size of both the Yamai sisters—and she had grown taller, even surpassing Denji, who was 178 cm. Her aura was more mature and elegant.
If it weren't for the face being exactly like the Yamai sisters, Denji might have suspected she was a breast Devil.
"Not too dumb," Yamai Kazamachi smiled, patting her chest, causing an excessive vibration that made Denji's eyes widen. "Yes, I am Yamai Kazamachi, the true Wind Spirit."
Denji had originally wanted to ask what had happened, why the Yamai sisters decided to fuse and become Yamai Kazamachi.
But now, his brain was fully occupied with thoughts of her chest, leaving every other question behind.
"Oh right, I brought Makima along too."
Yamai Kazamachi stepped aside, revealing Makima, bound by chains.
At that moment, Makima was covered in blood, emitting a repulsive odor. She looked like a prisoner, a stark contrast to the clean and elegant appearance of Yamai Kazamachi.
But Makima didn't seem embarrassed at all. Despite her captive appearance, when she saw Denji, she still offered him a polite smile.
"Uh... Makima?" Denji was completely bewildered. "What's going on?"
"Let's talk inside," Yamai Kazamachi motioned to Denji to clear the way.
The three of them entered the villa. Yamai Kazamachi snapped her fingers, and the chains disappeared.
"You should take a bath. Don't mess up my place," Yamai Kazamachi plopped down on the soft couch, casually grabbing an apple from a fruit bowl and eating it. "No need to rush. I'm not in a hurry. Denji will bring you some clean clothes later."
Makima didn't resist her instructions.
Nodding, she obediently walked to the bathroom.
This was the benefit of rationality.
A wise person knows when to yield.
Even though Yamai Kazamachi had taken away the chains binding her and casually let Makima go to the bathroom, she didn't dare escape.
In this rapidly changing situation, no one in this world could escape her grasp.
Not to mention that Makima's connection with her controlled subjects had been severed completely, and now, Makima couldn't even defeat Denji, let alone try any tricks under Yamai Kazamachi's watch.
Soon, the bathroom lights turned on, and the sound of water started.
In the past, if Makima were taking a bath at Denji's house, Denji would have been completely distracted. Even if he didn't spy, his eyes would undoubtedly keep glancing in the direction of the bathroom.
But now, his mind was too busy to care about Makima.
His thoughts were chaotic.
Half of him was wondering what had happened while he was sleeping, and the other half was thinking about what kind of price he would need to pay to have Yamai Kazamachi give him a chest massage.
Denji didn't ask any questions for now, and Yamai Kazamachi didn't offer any answers.
Leisurely eating her apple and humming an unknown tune, she passed the time.
Not long after, the front door was suddenly slammed open.
With a loud bang, Kishi appeared inside the villa.
Seeing that Denji was safe, the worry in his heart finally eased.
However, when he saw the unfamiliar woman on the couch, his guard instantly went up again.
"Long time no see, old man," Yamai Kazamachi said carelessly. "Remember to pay for the repair costs."
"You are...?" Kishi asked.
"Yamai Kazamachi."
"So, the Yamai sisters finally merged into one..." Kishi murmured thoughtfully. "What state are you in now? Do you even remember who we are?"
"Answer: You can think of me as a new individual born from the fusion of the Yamai sisters," Yamai Kazamachi explained. "Although I am a new being, I inherit all of the Yamai sisters' memories, so yes, I know who you are."
It wasn't exactly a new individual.
The girl now was truly the real girl.
When she descended into this world, the system split her consciousness into two parts—one more rational, the other more emotional.
Although both parts were a part of the girl, they weren't complete.
After the fusion, the two halves of consciousness became one, and the true "her" reappeared.
But Kishi and Denji didn't need to know all that.
After Kishi arrived, Denji's mind finally calmed down.
Kishi and Denji began asking about what happened before and after the Gun Devil battle.
Yamai Kazamachi didn't hide anything, nor did she need to. She recounted everything that had happened in detail.
The Yamai sisters defeated the Gun Devil, Makima backstabbed them, and in the crisis, the Yamai sisters fused into one, and finally, Yamai Kazamachi emerged to crush Makima.
After hearing everything Yamai Kazamachi said, although Denji's mind was still in a mess, combined with the things Kishi had told him earlier, he had to face the true nature of Makima.
While they were talking, Makima finished her bath in the bathroom and came out wearing Denji's loose clothes.
When Kishi saw her, he immediately stood up, adopting a stance as though he was ready to either fight or run.
He had originally thought that someone else who lived in the villa was taking a bath.
But to his surprise, the person in the bathroom was none other than Makima.
"Calm down, I brought her here," Yamai Kazamachi said as a light breeze from her finger pushed Kishi back onto the couch. "She's no longer a threat. Don't be so jumpy."
"Why did you bring her here?" Kishi frowned. "This woman is very dangerous."
"Of course, to solve the problem," Yamai Kazamachi said nonchalantly.
With everyone gathered, Yamai Kazamachi adjusted her posture and looked at Denji.
"Denji, do me a small favor. Dig out Your heart."