Vesryn Pulse: Wrath of Xenon

CHAPTER 51: SERENA-FEVER

CHAPTER 51: SERENA-FEVER

XENON WINGATE

1 ½ YEARS AGO

“Senpai… What should I wear?”

It’s a bright and sunny morning, and this is the first thing I heard from my dragonoid the moment I woke up. This is the day where we will challenge our third Pentagram Knight, and this is the first time Serena is troubled on what she would wear for this battle. Right now, she’s equipped with her white-and-gold kimono, frilly short skirt, and thigh-high black boots. This is her normal battle gear, so I don’t know what’s the problem on her.

“Just wear what you always wear during battles.” I uncaringly said as I put on my furry dark blue jacket. I went to the side of the kitchen and fetched my shield, and checked it if it has hidden defects.

“That won’t do, Senpai!” Serena cried like a needy princess. “My fans and my girl band will be watching me on this fight. I also had the three major news channels to cover my battle against our third Pentagram Knight. I need to have a different impression than before! In fact, I need to be more beautiful! The whole nation… no, the whole world will be watching me!”

Serena’s popularity right now is off the charts. I thought the Serena-fever would reach its peak when we became war heroes during the time we put down the terrorist group Arcadia, but I was completely wrong. News spread about us defeating two Pentagram Knight challenges, so we are now a well-decorated dragon-and-knight figure all over the country.

Actually, she’s not just popular with retarded girls and perverted boys, but she’s also popular with the kids. I’ve seen toys that resemble Serena’s Nexus Dragon form which can be interchanged into her other forms, such as Nexus Barrier, Nexus Archer, and Nexus Saber. I knew all this because I pre-ordered one from the internet. I just don’t want her to know that I ordered an action figure of her dragon form. She’ll mock me and think of me as a weird person.

Suddenly, Serena raised her hand, her index finger pointed upward. Magical glitters sprouted from it like a fountain as she bathed herself with magic.

“Forge!”

Her kimono transformed into a sparkling pink idol dress, with knee-high silver boots and a large cute red ribbon on top of her head. She’s exposing her midriff and her cleavage, not to mention her white thighs and flawless armpits.

“How about this, Senpai?” Serena jollily asked.

“Serena, you’re going to fight a battle, not to sing in a concert.” I wearingly said.

“Rejected then,” Serena said. Then she raised her hand again as she spun herself in glitters. “Forge!”

Her clothes transformed into a judo suit which is way more conservative than all the clothes I’ve seen her wear. I have no problems with her current apparel, but I still have something to complain about it.

“What’s with that karate clothes? Do you even know martial arts?” I asked with a smirk on my face.

“Of course!” Serena pumped her fists. Then, she hopped and made one, two, three consecutive kicks in the air. “Hyaaa! Ha! Haaaa!” On the third kick, her rubber shoe was ejected from her feet, and it flew straight to my face.

“Ack!” I cried. Now there’s a single footstep marked on my forehead all the way to my chin.

“I can move freely with this, but I don’t think my fans will be pleased,” Serena mumbled sadly, fully ignoring the fact that she accidentally hit me with her shoe. Turning her lightbulb on inside her head, Serena raised her hand and spun again. “Forge!”