That Time I Got Turn MVP Aoto And Chiyoko

Stars blinked gently in the distance. Strange lights floated like fireflies across the dark, endless space. It was cold. Silent. Not a sound, not a breeze—just the empty void of the universe.

Scarlett clenched her fists, her teeth grinding in frustration as she looked around.

Asmodeus had hit her so hard, she was thrown outside the entire galaxy.

And he did it like it was nothing.

Her face joints were dislocated from the punch—a punch so strong that even her god-like body, which didn’t get a single scratch from a nuclear explosion, was damaged.

But before even a second could pass, the joints in her face clicked back into place.

Her terrifying regeneration ability worked instantly, healing her like it was just a small tap.

Scarlett didn’t care about that. She didn’t care about pain, injuries, or even being thrown across the universe.

The only thing in her unbeating heart was revenge.

Her voice was low, filled with cold rage.

"Teleport."

A huge amount of mana was used, enough to crush normal beings. But for Scarlett, who had mana like an endless ocean, it didn’t even much.

In a flash of purple light, she vanished from space and reappeared back inside Noir’s ruined castle.

She looked around, hoping to find Asmodeus still there. But what she feared had co true—she was too late.

The contract said “one punch,” and that’s all Asmodeus had done.

He had punched her once.

And then he left.

Scarlett was about to let out a sigh of disappointnt when her gaze landed on sothing that made her freeze in place.

Her gaze shifted toward the wall.

There, Aoto was sitting on the floor, his back against the wall. He was breathing heavily, and sweat covered his face and neck. His chest rose and fell as if he had just run for miles.

But what caught her attention was his hand—no, not just his hand… his entire arm.

It was stretched out unnaturally long, like rubber.

It was red, with deep burn marks, and parts of it were still burning slightly—like it had been dipped in lava just seconds ago.

Scarlett’s eyes widened behind her blindfold in shock.

She turned to look at Chiyoko.

He was standing, but his right arm was hanging oddly, clearly broken, Not just broken but more like "Crushed".

Scarlett was confused—what could’ve done this?

Her gaze followed Aoto’s stretched, burning hand to the other end.

It was wrapped tightly around soone like a rope, keeping them tied down and unable to move.

The person being captured was an old man with a half-bald head, slight wrinkles, and a face that scread "creepy old man." He wore a long white lab coat—the typical look of a scientist.

Scarlett’s gaze narrowed.

Dr. Magi.

The perverted scientist who always with Dr. Raki like his closest subordinate.

Dr. Magi's was laying on ground, His eyes shut, Completely unconscious while aoto's rubber like arm wrapping around his body.

And most importantly there was a huge swollen wound on his face like soone had punched him very hard.

Scarlett didn't knew what happened and how it happened, But her lips curled upward and she just couldn't help but laugh, Laugh with pure joy, Bottom of her heart

"Pfttt...