Hunted by Characters I Drew!!

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"Sakuya Izayoi? Did she appear here too?" 

On the sidelines, Alexander had clearly noticed the commotion. Silently, he approached Sakuya's side. At that very moment, the system's voice echoed in his mind. 

"Ding dong! Congratulations, Master, on encountering the descendant Sakuya Izayoi. You have acquired the ability to manipulate time." 

"Ding dong! Time manipulation has been detected to match the ability of Time Emperor. The two abilities can now fuse to unlock Time Control!" 

Hearing the system's announcement, Alexander's lips curled into a smile. As expected, he had gained one of Sakuya's most powerful abilities. 

Among Sakuya's signature skills—time manipulation, knife-throwing mastery, and magical illusions—time control was undoubtedly the most valuable. 

Meanwhile, Sakuya's confusion was only growing. How was this possible? Who was this strange woman who claimed to know her? Could it be... Yakumo Yukari? 

The thought sent a chill down her spine. Fixing her sharp gaze on Momose Narumiwho was standing before her, Sakuya's tone turned serious. 

"All right, speak up. What is Yakumo Yukari planning by bringing me here? And how do I return to Gensokyo?" 

Narumi's eyes widened in panic. Tears were welling up as she stammered, '"God help me! I'm just an office worker! I only came to this comic exhibition during my holiday because I love anime! How did I end up meeting Sakuya Izayoi?! And why is she staring at me like that?!"' 

Her panic deepened when she noticed the sharp knives slipping into Sakuya's hands. 

"No, no, I'm not with that old monster Yukari! I have nothing to do with her!" Narumi cried, shaking her head frantically. 

Seeing her earnest denial, Sakuya's tense expression softened slightly. 

"Fine, I believe you. But… calling Yukari a old monster? Girl, you're walking a very narrow path." 

Sakuya's words made Narumi shudder as she imagined Yukari tossing her into one of her infamous gaps, leaving her to struggle in the void. 

Still, Sakuya mused to herself, 'Yukari isn't going to let her off the hook either way. Hmm… maybe I should bring her back to the Scarlet Devil Mansion as an extra meal for the mistress?' 

With that thought, Sakuya suddenly asked, "By the way, what's your blood type?" 

"Type A! I'm Type A!" Narumi blurted out nervously, her voice trembling. 

In that instant, realization dawned on her. 'She's asking about my blood type! Is she planning to serve me up as a meal to the Scarlet Devil Mansion's residents?!' 

Her face turned pale as she waved her hands frantically. "I'm Type A, really! Not Type B! Your mistress won't like my blood!" 

Sakuya sighed softly, her voice tinged with disappointment. 

"What a pity." 

Those three simple words felt like a divine reprieve to Narumi, who had been teetering on the edge of despair. At that moment, she silently thanked her parents for not making her a Type B blood carrier. 

Meanwhile, watching the events unfold before him, Alexander couldn't help but smirk, a sly grin tugging at the corners of his mouth. 

 'Sakuya Izayoi? There's a way,'

As he thought of it, he turned and approached a booth where a fan was shopping. His eyes scanned the merchandise displayed before him until they settled on a specific item. 

"Excuse me, how much is that?" 

Two minutes later, Alexander walked back toward Sakuya, now holding an oversized Remilia pillow in his arms. 

The moment Sakuya saw him approaching, her eyes lit up. 

But wait—no, it wasn't because of Alexander himself! Her excitement was entirely directed at 'that'. The pillow he was carrying! It was absolutely perfect! 

Everyone knew that Sakuya was devoted to Remilia, her mistress. Seeing such an adorable pillow, she immediately felt the urge to take it home and place it on her bedside to cuddle with every night. 

However... 

At this moment, her gaze sharpened. 

'How dare this man hold a likeness of her beloved mistress so casually?' 

Unforgivable. Absolutely unforgivable!

Without hesitation, Sakuya sprang into action. In the blink of an eye, the time within the entire convention center froze. 

Her signature ability—Time Stop—had been activated. Within this suspended moment, only she could move freely. 

Well, not entirely. There was one exception: Alexander. 

As Alexander observed the frozen scene around him, a strange series of numbers inexplicably floated into his mind: 'SDDE581, MVSD362'. He had no idea where they came from, but they momentarily distracted him. 

Before he could dwell on it further— 

Whoosh! 

In an instant, Sakuya appeared directly in front of him. Her sharp eyes zeroed in on the Remilia pillow in his arms, and slowly, almost reverently, she extended her hand toward it. 

Her fingers twitched, as though reluctant yet eager, her intentions clear.