Inuyasha: My job stats have no limits.

Bai Lan couldn't tell the difference between good and bad tea. She took a sip and put the tea on the table, then lazily asked a question.

"So, what do you want to ask me?"

"I want to know if the world we live in is like in comics, divided into two worlds, an inner world and an outer world?"

"Otherwise, why would someone like you appear?"

As she said this, Saeko Busujima's deep blue eyes shone brightly, and her whole demeanor was as if she had placed all her hopes on Shirai, a complete stranger she had just met!

In Bai Lan, she seemed to see a world that could accept her.

Without giving a direct answer, Bai Lan rested her cheek on her hand, her mind filled with information about the beautiful swordswoman in front of her.

Saeko Busujima appears to be nothing more than a dignified, gentle, and beautiful girl who loves kendo; she is the unapproachable beauty of the school.

Few people know that this beautiful girl is also a complete 'murderer' with 'bloodlust', 'murder', and violence addiction flowing through her veins.

However, because modern society has too many rules, she can only suppress herself and hide the 'murderer' deep in her heart, afraid that others will see through her true nature and know that she is an anomaly.

Why was someone like me born into modern society instead of ancient times?

This was what she had always been thinking, and because of it, she felt incredibly inferior and unwilling to interact with others.

But if a so-called 'inner' and 'outer' world were to appear, wouldn't people like her be everywhere?

Rather than becoming homogenized or mediocre, Saeko Busujima is more concerned about whether she is an outcast and whether this will suppress her own personality!

If the rules are lifted, even if she starts over, she will definitely not be inferior to other murderers like herself!

No, he can absolutely reign supreme over all murderers and become the King of Murderers!

The girl with dark purple hair pressed her red lips together and squeezed her hands together in front of her full breasts.

Please, tell me!

Chapter 5 probably wouldn't even be used in fantasy novels with such an exaggerated setting.

The girl with dark purple hair pressed her red lips together and squeezed her hands together in front of her full breasts.

Because of the angle, you can see the snow-white Northern Hemisphere.

So sincere, so eager.

If it were anyone else, the Supreme Bone would have told her as soon as it heated up.

But who is Bai Lan?

That's the man who can achieve the 'Holy Grail' title! How could he possibly waver in his principles for such a petty gain and easily reveal information?

"Well said, but—I refuse!"

"why?"

Saeko Busujima looked disappointed.

"I don't like people taking advantage of me, in any way... If you want to know the truth, you have to pay the price. I like equal exchange!"

"Equivalent exchange?"

"You want money, power, or..." Saeko Busujima hesitated for a moment, noticing that Bai Lan's expression hadn't changed, before slowly saying, "I'm fine with that too, as long as you can beat me fair and square!"

It's no wonder Saeko Busujima thinks of Shirai this way, given the indelible impression he left on her.

Who is the good person who stops the madness? It's like delivering a powerful blow to the heavy front armor.

The key is that it actually works!

That's an exaggeration! Even the most outrageous ancient costume fantasy movies probably wouldn't dare to use this kind of setting so easily!

While Saeko Busujima was speaking, Shirai kept glancing at her, paying particular attention to the wooden sword.

After she finished speaking, he then said...

"Just as you thought, money and power are of no use to me, but you are of some use."

This is due to the information gap between the two people.

After all, Saeko Busujima didn't know that the undead (zombies) were about to erupt, the world was about to fall into apocalypse, and money and power were worthless.

Moreover, even without the apocalypse, Bai Lan wouldn't be able to stay in this world for long, so no amount of money or power would be of any use to her.

As for Saeko Busujima, she is a good right-hand woman. Shirai is only a half-demon, not a robot. He also needs to rest when facing countless undead. That's when a powerful companion becomes important.

“But this is the only thing I can offer.” Saeko Busujima whispered. To an outsider, none of these things would be something they could refuse, but she never expected that the person in front of her would refuse without even thinking.

No, this is not all you have!

Bai Lan said earnestly, "Your strength and your swordsmanship are your most dazzling qualities, Saeko Busujima. Please teach me the way of the sword!"

...kendo?

"That's quite an unexpected compliment." A strange light flashed in Saeko Busujima's eyes.

Although I don't know how many times I've been praised, none of the compliments from the person in front of me have made me as happy!

After all, Bai Lan was no ordinary person, nor was her praise merely a ploy to build rapport. Those were heartfelt words... otherwise, she wouldn't have been willing to use 'swordsmanship' as the basis for the transaction.

"It's only less than 200,000 yen, yet it allowed me to see through illusions and understand the truth... That's a good thing, but the price I paid was too small, which makes it hard to be happy."

"but..."

"Since you insist on this, then I, Saeko Busujima, swear in the name of Busujima that I will not hold back and will wholeheartedly demonstrate to you the strongest Busujima-style killing sword in history, based on all my knowledge and skills!"

"If that's the case, then that would be best."

Entering the world for the first time, having a profession right before your eyes is truly a wonderful start.

Bai Lan, with her hands on the ground and her body half-suspended in the air, said lazily, "We fought before, so we know each other well. Plus, we made a contract, so we're practically on the same side now..."

"Uh-huh."

Saeko Busujima looked serious, waiting for Bai Lan to continue. To be honest, the truth of the world was right in front of her, and she couldn't wait to hear it!

"So could you get me some food? I feel like I'm starving."

“…”

Saeko Busujima remained silent. As expected... she was completely out of sync with him and couldn't keep up with his erratic thinking.

Is eating... really that important?

After a few dozen seconds, Saeko Busujima composed herself and went to the kitchen.

Bai Lan's gaze unconsciously swept over her from behind. Her hips were wider than her shoulders, her full and shapely figure and her supple waist, honed by years of martial arts training, always revealed an alluring curve through the outline of her pleated skirt as she swayed with her steps.

Even Bai Lan, who had met many princesses, had to admit that Saeko Busujima was indeed a very charming woman.

.....

After working for about an hour, Saeko Busujima had prepared a sumptuous meal.

Tempura, tonkatsu, and miso soup are of course indispensable, and there is also a fruit platter as dessert.

Bai Lan enjoyed it!

As a veteran from the Warring States period, Pinzo did not have such good conditions. Every day he ate pickled vegetables and white rice, or grilled fish and dried taro, without even any seasonings. His life was comparable to that of a savage.

In addition, Bai Lan is a half-demon, and she is busy running for her life every day... so the days when she has a full stomach are very few and far between.

When it comes to food, we have to go with the modern era!

Even island nations that are far less powerful than the mysterious great powers of the East are no exception.

Saeko Busujima propped her cheek on her hand, her purple hair falling over her shoulders, a few strands slipping down her collarbone and into her collar, her eyes quietly watching Shirai devour her food.

As a chef, watching Bai Lan cook rice is definitely a happy thing.

"Well..."

"Just call me Bai Lan."

...Why does the person in front of me seem to behave completely differently before and after the meal?

Saeko Busujima had a fleeting doubt in her mind, but she didn't dwell on such a trivial matter, so she asked the original question.

Who are you?

It's a familiar problem again.

This time, Saeko Busujima has shown the sincerity she was supposed to, and more importantly, she's eaten quite a bit.

Having eaten and drunk her fill, Bai Lan leaned comfortably against the wall, not minding satisfying Saeko Busujima's lingering curiosity.

He squinted and said softly:

"Half-demon".

"Half-demon?"

"To put it simply, I have the blood of both humans and demons flowing through my veins. Like you, I am an outcast in this 'world,' which is good news for you."

"A half-demon, one of our own?!"

"Of course, if you don't believe me, you can touch it. It's definitely not role-playing; it's real!"

Bai Lan lowered her head, and the dog ears hidden in her long silver-white hair twitched.

Cute things always attract girls, and Saeko Busujima is no exception. She simply can't resist the affectionate gestures of cats and dogs.

She reached out and gently touched the tip of her ear with her fingertips; the furry touch made her pupils dilate slightly.

Then she couldn't resist and gently pinched the dog's ears, quickly rubbing them.

That warm touch was definitely not from leather or a case, but from a real ear!

In fact, Bai Lan didn't need to prove it. When he was bathing in the sunlight and couldn't suppress the demonic power he emitted, Saeko Busujima already believed it.

Now I'm just playing with the dog ears; they're really comfortable.

"Heh heh, now you believe me, right!"

After saying that, Bai Lan immediately withdrew her ear, not allowing anyone to touch it further, nor was she willing to reveal any more information.

The swordsman profession made her aware of her identity; a meal allowed her to stroke her ear...

No matter how you look at it, Saeko Busujima has made a fortune!