Crackle
Bluish-white lightning lit up the dim library.
When the crackle faded, Wu Yan looked around with raised arms. He scanned the surroundings.
"EM field was triggered, soone tried to attack my psyche."
The EM barrier is like a passive Electromaster skill that blocks attack on the soul and mind.
It is with this that ntal Out can't control Misaki. She can only control the others around her to attack Mikoto.
The EM shield would trigger when an attack is in progress.
The direction seems to be...
Wu Yan looked around to see the culprit wobbling near him.
She was red with a luscious blush on her cheeks.
Wu Yan called out to her, sothing wasn't right.
"Patchouli?"
Patchouli was hit by her own spell.
She looked like a drunk with her cheeks red and a silly grin on her face.
He knew this wasn't her usual state with a single glance.
"Ehe..."
Patchouli got closer.
"Marisa, you ca again?"
"Marisa?"
Wu Yan gasped.
"You drunk?"
"I am not."
Patchouli giggled when she looked at Wu Yan again.
"Marisa, when did you get so tall?"
"Who are you seeing right now?"
Wu Yan isn't comfortable with how close Patchouli's face is to him.
"And, what's going on with you?"
Patchouli wrapped her arms around his neck.
Wu Yan stiffened.
What the heck?"
Wu Yan wondered if this was an attempt to draw out more information from him, a honey pot sche?
"Mm..."
Patchouli moaned slightly.
"You're not going anywhere, Marisa..."
"Wake up, you Yuri librarian!"
Wu Yan pinched her cheek.
"No way, did the ntal attack backfire on you?"
Indeed, the Soul To's magic got deflected back at the caster.
Patchouli's soul got hit and her deepest desires ca out.
Her feelings for Marisa were magnified too.
She had a thing for Marisa.
Classic Yuri syndro.
She studied so much that her preference also swung in that direction.
"Hey hey hey!"
Wu Yan raised his arms in apparent surrender.
"Mukyu! Wake up! This isn't yourself."
"No..."
Patchouli rubbed her face on Wu Yan's cheeks. Her jugs also pressed up against Wu Yan.
"I feel... very fine..."
"Ye, sure."
Wu Yan scoffed before pushing her away.
A to was near Patchouli's feet when he did this.
Patchouli tumbled down on Wu Yan when she tripped.
A rack nearby also fell.
It was dozens of ters tall, this fall would have injured her.
Wu Yan leaped and covered her while in a pushup stance with Patchouli under him.
The heavy rack crashed down on Wu Yan as books rained down around them.
Wu Yan sighed in relief.
He also inhaled her scent. He stared at her misty eyes while she stared back. then, she got closer.
She was aiming for Wu Yan's lips.
Wu Yan gulped as he warned her.
"You better wake up soon or you're going to regret this.
Patchouli's eyes wavered but her body was honest and automatic.
She grabbed his face and they smooched.
Wu Yan bitterly grinned when she pulled away.
"I won't stop even if you tell to stop now."
Patchouli's face turned red as a tomato.
In an instant, the distance between the two of them beca 0.
Mukyo stole a kiss from him.
Patchouli's small tongue licked around the corners of Wu Yan's lips, seeking an entrance. Wu Yan used his superhuman strength to push the rack back into place. Then, he embraced Patchouli.
With a firm hand on her hip, he cupped her bountiful mammary glands. Soon, his hands were all over Patchouli, making her pant and moan.
Patchouli's clothes are thick. However, it was just enough to cover her obscene hooters. He reckoned they were about the sa size as Yukari.
He gave her left jug a tight squeeze, eliciting a yelp from her.
When they parted lips, Patchouli was heaving, her bosom going up and down.
Wu Yan ran his hand down her smooth rump before biting down on her ears.
"It's too early to stop now..."
"Mnnhh..."
And the library took on a pinkish hue. In the dimly lit library, the sound of a lady in rapture reverberated across the halls of knowledge.
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