Yukino had acted purely out of instinct.
Because in Doomsday Game, this was something she did every day.
"…"
Silence filled the room.
Her hands paused for a brief moment before continuing.
Since she had already started, she figured she might as well finish the massage.
Nanashi didn't say anything to disrupt her focus. He simply closed his eyes and enjoyed the comfort.
Meanwhile—
A message in the chat group caught his attention.
Little Fox Demon: "…Can you save us?"
Suzuki: "Hmm? Looks like this new member is in trouble."
Saeko: "Can you explain what's happening?"
Nanashi: "Introduce yourself first. Tell us about the situation you're facing."
A response quickly followed.
Tushan Honghong: "My name is Tushan Honghong. I'm a fox demon from Tushan. My sister, Tushan Rongrong, and I have been captured by two Daoist priests… They plan to sell us…"
Nami: "So, basically a slave trade?"
Lemuel: "This isn't looking good for her."
March 7th: "Is there a way we can help?"
March 7th: "I can send you a weapon through a red envelope!"
Nanashi: "That's worth trying."
Just then, a system notification popped up.
[Ding! The Doomsday Chat Group has reached 10 members! The portal to the Doomsday World is now open!]
[All group members can now travel to other worlds for 1,000 Doomsday Points—provided they receive permission. Each visit lasts 24 hours, with extensions requiring additional points.]
Nanashi read the message and smirked.
"…It looks like that won't be necessary."
March 7th: "Whoa! World Travel is here! The Doomsday Chat Group is really something!"
Shinobu: "The cost is a little steep, though."
Shinobu: "I've been hunting demons recently. Each one gives me 10 points. That means I'd have to kill 100 just to travel once."
Saeko: "That's still better than killing zombies."
Nanashi chuckled.
"Let's focus on rescuing Tushan Honghong first. Forget it—looks like I'm the wealthiest one here, so I'll go."
Without hesitation, he clicked on the world-travel function, found Tushan Honghong, and requested access.
Nanashi: "@TushanHonghong, please approve my request."
Tushan Honghong: "I… I understand."
Tushan Honghong: "Permission granted!"
[Ding! 1,000 Doomsday Points consumed.]
A second later, a wormhole materialized before Nanashi.
"???"
Yukino's beautiful blue eyes widened as she stared at the swirling vortex, her hands instinctively freezing mid-motion.
"What… is that?"
Nanashi turned back, surprised.
Time… hadn't stopped.
Did only Doomsday Companions have the ability to freeze time?
Well, since Yukino had already seen it, there was no point in hiding it.
He gently placed a hand on top of hers, stood up, and said casually,
"A wormhole to another world."
"…Another world?"
Yukino took a deep breath, forcing herself to process the information rationally.
So, in simple terms—
Nanashi could travel between worlds.
A sudden unease crept into her chest. Her expression darkened slightly as she unconsciously grabbed onto his sleeve.
"Will it be dangerous?"
Nanashi could sense her concern.
He smiled and—out of habit—pinched her soft cheek lightly.
"Don't worry. It's just a small issue. I'll be back soon."
He then released her hand and stepped into the wormhole.
In an instant—
The portal vanished.
And so did Nanashi.
Yukino clenched her fists slightly, a look of frustration in her eyes.
This was more pressure than she had imagined.
It wasn't just paranormal entities or hidden powers anymore—
Now, there was interdimensional travel.
And she…
She couldn't do anything.
All she could do was pray silently for his safe return.
Fox Spirit Matchmaker World
Deep within a dense forest, a horse-drawn carriage sped along the rugged path.
At the rear of the cart, two wooden cages rattled violently.
Inside them—
Two young fox demons sat trapped.
Both had fox ears, their delicate faces filled with fear and uncertainty.
One had golden-orange hair.
The other had green hair.
Each had a yellow paper talisman stuck to their bodies—sealing away their demonic powers.
At the front of the carriage, an elderly Daoist priest was berating a younger one, who was struggling to control the horses.
"Useless fool! You can't even drive a damn horse properly!"
The young Daoist grumbled under his breath.
"Maybe if you hadn't beaten me so much, I'd be better at this…"
"Oh? Talking back now, are we?!"
The old Daoist raised his hand, ready to strike—
"Aaaahhh!!!"
The horses suddenly reared up in fright, coming to a screeching halt.
The sudden stop sent both the Daoists—and the caged fox demons—flying through the air.
"Ahhh!!"
The old Daoist crashed onto his back, groaning in pain.
"Damn useless horse! What's your problem?!"
But when he looked up—
His blood ran cold.
The young Daoist and both cages were…
Floating.
Suspended in midair, as if held up by an invisible force.
Slowly, they descended gently to the ground.
The young Daoist frantically checked his body.
To his surprise—he wasn't injured at all.
Meanwhile, inside the cages—
Tushan Rongrong cried out in worry.
"Sister!"
Tushan Honghong immediately reassured her.
"I'm fine, Rongrong."
But in truth—
She had no idea what just happened.