Persona, I am the villain and I can do whatever I want

Wu Jianmiao tried to stretch out his right hand, and Xu Guiea also made the same move at the same time.

There was a soft light flickering in His hand, and a uniquely shaped syringe appeared out of thin air in His hand.

The syringe was filled with a beautiful green reagent that sparkled with an alluring luster.

As Takemiya waved his hand, it gently stabbed towards Mitsui Tsubasa's arm.

Chapter 65: Wu Jianmiao, prepare to die!

Looking at the glittering syringe, Mitsui Tsubasa couldn't help but feel a sense of nervousness in his heart.

Out of trust in Wu Jianmiao, he tried to calm down, pursed his lips, and allowed the syringe to pierce his arm.

The expected tingling sensation did not appear. Instead, a cool feeling quickly spread throughout the body, as if a clear spring was flowing in the body.

As the medicine was injected, the red and swollen wounds on his body gradually healed, and his spirits were lifted.

He quietly checked the status panel and was pleasantly surprised to find that his HP value was recovering rapidly and his SP value had also increased by more than ten points.

Wu Jianmiao's healing skills are indeed extraordinary!

After the treatment was completed, Hygieia turned and left lightly like a dance, disappearing into the air.

Wu Jianmiao carefully observed his physical condition and recorded some important information from time to time.

While she was busy, Mitsuhiko was also admiring her new outfit.

It was a phantom outfit consisting of a fashionable dark punk dress, a white wing-style windbreaker with a strong sense of design, and flamboyant bandage sandals. It was full of rebelliousness, unruliness and freedom!

The only thing that has not changed is the medical gloves on her hands, which add a bit of doctor's professionalism and rigorous temperament to her overall look.

Mitsui Tsubasa stared at her intently, completely attracted by this novel outfit.

Perhaps it was because his gaze was too scorching that Wu Jianmiao, who was concentrating on his work, suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

She raised her head and met Mitsui Tsubasa's direct gaze, and couldn't help but sigh again.

This person, I have reminded him several times, but he still does his own thing. It's really a headache.

Maybe next time I should... huh?

She glanced down inadvertently and discovered that she was wearing a strange outfit.

The perfect combination of white trench coat and punk elements brings out the classic style of elegant exterior and cool interior to the fullest.

Is this the Phantom Suit?

It felt unexpectedly to her liking.

She subconsciously picked up her phone and wanted to take a selfie as a souvenir.

Just as her finger was about to press the shutter, she suddenly came to her senses.

"No! Now is not the time to think about this!"

Takemiya crossed his arms and stared at Mitsui Tsubasa with a scrutinizing look: "What happened just now? You are obviously capable of destroying them easily, right?"

Mitsui Tsubasa met her gaze calmly and answered sincerely: "On this point, I must apologize to you, Doctor Takemi. In order to stimulate your sense of resistance, I deliberately pretended to be defeated."

As he said this, he actually bowed deeply to express his apology.

"Although I think this is a white lie, I still hope you can forgive me."

Wu Jianmiao was a little overwhelmed by his solemn apology, and his expression looked a little unnatural.

"Forget it. I can probably understand your thoughts. But I hope you won't do this again in the future... Since we are companions, we should trust each other."

Hearing her words, Mitsui Tsubasa was delighted. Since they were already companions, it was a foregone conclusion that they would explore the Impression Space together in the future.

He was just about to say a few more polite words when he suddenly noticed that Wu Jianmiao's expression was a little strange.

She rubbed her forehead from time to time, her face showing a mixture of fatigue and pain.

"Doctor Takemi, you just awakened your personality mask, you must be very tired now, right?" Mitsui Tsubasa said with concern, "Let's leave the impression space first and find a place to rest."

"I'll help you."

As he spoke, he took a few steps forward and gently held her arm.

"No, no need."

However, this seemingly considerate gesture was strongly opposed by Takemiya.

Her whole body froze, and she quickly broke free from his support as if she had been scalded.

Her fair cheeks turned red instantly, and her left hand tightly protected the place where he had just supported her. She looked embarrassed and uneasy.

"I, I can do it myself." She stammered, waving her hands to signal him not to get any closer. "It's not that serious, really."

After saying that, she quickened her pace as if she was running away, fearing that she would be caught up by Mitsui Tsubasa again.

Looking at her cute reaction, Mitsui Tsubasa couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and revealed a knowing smile.

Wu Jianmiao obviously lacks emotional experience, and even the slightest physical touch makes her feel shy.

Mitsui Tsubasa stared at her graceful back, and after a few seconds he came to his senses and followed her pace.

After walking for about ten minutes, Wu Jianmiao's figure began to slow down.

Although she had been trying to hold on, exhaustion had clearly taken its toll on her body.

Mitsui Yi tried to lend a helping hand many times, but she firmly refused. He could only watch her staggering forward with heartache.

Just as Mitsui Tsubasa was hesitating and considering whether to force her to help, a sudden idea came to his mind.

"By the way, if you feel unwell, just take some medicine..."

He quietly took out a small medicine box from his pocket and couldn't help but reveal a happy smile.

This is the medicine made by Wu Jianmiao herself, and now it is her turn to taste it.

"This is exactly what you get for your own fault!"

He imagined Wu Jianmiao's 'in excruciating pain' expression after taking the quick-healing medicine, and he used a willpower stronger than that of not playing with his phone before going to bed to suppress the smile on his lips.

"Doctor Wu Jian, if you feel uncomfortable, don't try to hold on. Take a painkiller, okay?"

Mitsui Tsubasa trotted a few steps and considerately handed a tablet of quick-healing medicine to Wu Jianmiao, looking at her with a "kind" expression.

"No, no, no... no thanks."

When Wu Jianmiao saw the capsule in his hand, she showed a horrified expression. She shook her head repeatedly and backed away quickly.

Of course she had taken this medicine and had a deep memory of it.

She would rather endure the physical pain than have those terrible side effects.

"Eat quickly, Wu Jian, it's not good to hide your illness and avoid seeing a doctor!"

Mitsui Tsubasa refused to give up. He pressed forward step by step, and the capsule in his hand was like a homing missile, locking onto Takemiya's red lips.

"I don't want to eat! Go away!"

Wu Jianmiao was forced into a corner, with no way to retreat. She shook her head like a rattle, and her beautiful eyes revealed her stubborn determination to never surrender.

But will Mitsui Tsubasa stop there?

of course not!

He has taken dozens of pills of this medicine, and the resentment accumulated in his heart finally has a reasonable channel to vent.

"Takemi Miyabi, prepare to die!"

Mitsui Tsubasa's facial expression finally got out of control, the corners of his mouth curled up wildly, he pinched the capsule with two fingers, and pointed his sword upward.

The fingers are as swift as the wind and as powerful as lightning!

Takemiya is in imminent danger!

"Hygiea!"

At the critical moment, Wu Jianmiao screamed in despair.

The goddess Hygieia descended with mercy. She looked at the two of them with gentle eyes, and a warm smile flashed in her eyes.

With a gentle wave of his hand, a gentle breeze pushed Mitsui Tsubasa a few steps away.

Takemi Mitsuki finally breathed a sigh of relief as the crisis was resolved.

She gasped heavily, then was slightly startled when she saw Hygieia's figure.

As if she remembered something, her mind moved and the syringe appeared in Xu Guiya's hand again.

The emerald-like potion slowly poured into her body, and Wu Jianmiao couldn't help but let out a comfortable moan.

But then she closed her mouth tightly again, and her earlobes turned red.

Chapter 66: High school is also middle, and the second year of high school is also second!

Mitsui Tsubasa put away the quick-healing medicine with some regret. He felt unwilling to fail to "help" Takemiya.

However, being able to hear her sweet voice is also a kind of comfort.

He decided to speed up the process of upgrading the community's level so that Takemi Miaoduo could make that beautiful sound.

Even as his thoughts drifted away, his eyes were still fixed on Wu Jianmiao's beautiful face, helping her maintain the rosy glow on her face.

Wu Jianmiao gritted his teeth, and after the skill was completed, he hurriedly asked Xu Guiya to change back into the mask and put it on his face.

Only after half of her face was covered by the mask did she feel a little more at ease.

Recalling the embarrassing scene just now, Wu Jianmiao bit her lips angrily, and her slender white hands trembled slightly.

She glared at Mitsui Tsubasa and said, "Do you know that this is very ungentlemanly?"

Mitsui Tsubasa was stunned when he heard this. Why was he scolding people? He didn't do anything, so how could he be called a "gentleman"?

Oh, it's this gentleman...misunderstanding.

After reflecting deeply for half a second, Mitsui Tsubasa's eyes wandered and he began to change the subject.

"By the way, Doctor Takemi, how did you learn to use your skills? I don't think I've ever told you about the Personality Mask."

Wu Jianmiao looked at him sideways, thinking that the topic change was too abrupt.

However, with this buffer, her own emotions gradually stabilized and the burning sensation on her face subsided.

"It automatically appeared in your mind when you awakened, isn't it the same for you?"

"Me...of course."

Mitsui Tsubasa smiled and nodded, but the smile seemed a little forced.

He was secretly thinking about the First Emperor's problem in his heart, but did not show it.

"By the way, where's your mask?"

Wu Jianmiao asked curiously.

She suddenly realized that Mitsui Tsubasa never seemed to wear a mask, so how did he use his skills?

"My mask..."

Mitsui Tsubasa hesitated and thought for a moment, then felt that he should still trust Takemiya.

"My mask was shattered by myself when I awakened, and it has never appeared again since."

"Broken?" Wu Jianmiao's eyes widened in astonishment. "Isn't the personality mask a part of your own personality? Can it be broken? Wouldn't it cause schizophrenia if it was broken?"

She asked several questions in one breath, and in the end even she was a little confused.

Wu Jianmiao scratched his hair habitually and looked at Mitsui Tsubasa with a confused look on his face.

She decided to go back and look through some psychology books, perhaps she could help him find the answer.

"I'll go back and look up some information. Maybe I can solve this problem."

Mitsui Tsubasa nodded with a heavy expression. He had been puzzled about this for a long time.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Doctor Takemi. Hmm... We are so familiar with each other now, isn't it too formal to always call you Doctor Takemi? How about I call you Miaomiao from now on?"