Chapter 258: Welcome Back, Makomo

By the time they left the private theater, it had already been dark for quite a while.

It was ten minutes to eight, the time set by Mitsuri’s father.

Marcus walked along refreshed, leading Mitsuri by the hand. Behind them, a row of employees bowed respectfully, while Mitsuri covered her mouth, red with embarrassment.

They walked through the streets for a while and reached the lonely path that led to Marcus’s residence.

Unable to hold back any longer, Mitsuri gave him a light punch on the arm.

"Marcus-kun... you’re so mean...!"

Hearing that tender, timid scolding, Marcus was amused.

"Glutton~ I didn’t force you, you know?"

"Y-You!" Mitsuri stamped her feet furiously. "I’m not going to listen to you anymore!"

With that, blushing, she pouted with her slightly swollen lips and dashed off in a hurry.

Marcus stood watching her with a smile, but the expression slowly faded from his face.

After staying silent for a few seconds, he closed his eyes.

Even so, everything around him appeared clearly in his mind, like a 3D projection, reaching all the way to the shops near Yoshiwara.

Watching the women turn into diagrams of bones, muscles, and organs, Marcus sighed.

Just as he expected... he couldn’t use this technique to spy on them.

If he kept looking any longer, he’d surely lose interest.

Deactivating Transparent World, he shifted his consciousness to the finger located in Infinity Castle.

After confirming there was no danger, he took a deep breath, ready to transfer over.

He didn’t plan on telling anyone, not Tamayo, not Shinobu.

The exchange couldn’t transport other living beings; he would go fight alone and didn’t want to worry them.

However, just after turning into a demon, a pair of small hands covered his chest.

"Guess who~"

Recognizing that playful voice, Marcus felt a surge of joy, but he looked with a strange expression at the small hands covering his nipples.

"Nobody covers there to ask you to guess who it is."

Behind him came a stomp. "Doesn’t matter! Don’t turn around, guess like this! Who told you to grow so tall? I don’t even reach your eyes."

Without another word, Marcus stretched his arm back and a small figure fell into his arms, and without waiting, he kissed her.

The body in his arms went stiff for a second, then kissed him back with fervor.

A long while later... their lips parted.

Marcus held her tightly in his arms and whispered softly in her ear.

"Welcome back, Makomo."

Makomo had finally awoken from her sleep, fusing completely with the sword without any restriction.

"I-I missed you, Marcus-kun..." she said with a slight sob. "I missed you so much, so much."

"Don’t worry..." Marcus squeezed her waist with a smile. "This time we won’t be separated again. You might even find it annoying, since we’ll be together every day."

"You’re awful~"

Makomo gave him a light hit on the chest and, propping herself up on her hands, looked at him with reddened eyes.

"You’re awful~!"

Marcus blinked. "Saying it twice doesn’t sound like a cute tantrum anymore..."

She pouted, full of indignation. "Who’s throwing a tantrum? You really are awful, you pervert! While I was only thinking about you... you, on the other hand..."

She started giving him little punches on the chest, unable to hide her frustration.

Understanding the situation, Marcus asked cautiously, with a slight blush, "When... did you wake up?"

Makomo’s face turned red as well.

She clenched her fists and turned her head away, annoyed.

It was clear: Makomo had woken up right when Mitsuri was giving him a blowjob at the theater.

She’d woken up excited to surprise him, and the first thing she saw was another woman... Had she been someone hot-tempered like Ume, she’d have already drawn the sword to dismember him.

Even though she was docile, there was no way to calm her down. The more he tried to console her, the more she dissolved into sobs.

Marcus started to panic.

If this were happening at any other moment, or with any other girl, Marcus’s attitude would be that there’s nothing a good, intense round of sex can’t fix.

But right now there was no time for that.

With no other choice, he had to find a way to divert her attention.

He took her by the chin.

"Makomo, I’m going to fight Muzan!"

Sure enough, the moment he said that, Makomo stopped crying.

"Huh?!"

"I’m going to Infinity Castle, alone."

"How can you do that?!"

Makomo grew anxious. "If you go alone, something bad could happen to you!"

Marcus quickly explained the current situation and his level of strength. It took Makomo a few seconds to absorb the information.

"That still isn’t okay—you can’t beat Muzan alone in his lair."

"That’s why I need your help," he replied gravely. "Just you... and me."

"But..." Makomo hesitated.

She wasn’t afraid; having fused with the sword, she understood her situation perfectly well, so death didn’t frighten her.

What she feared was that something might happen to Marcus...

"I have a plan!" he declared, looking her in the eyes. "Trust me!"

Seeing the determination in his gaze, Makomo stopped crying and gently caressed the demonic marks on Marcus’s face.

"All right... I’ll come with you."

With that, she transformed into a gust of blue smoke and returned inside the sword.

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