I became the emperor in the comic book series.

Sadako didn't even glance at the food; after all, she really wasn't very interested.

"But it won't taste good when it gets cold."

"Don't worry, I'll be quick!"

The key issue is that the master is unhappy!

The human-faced dog looked regretful, as if Sadako had missed some important supplies. If she didn't eat properly now, she wouldn't be able to eat anything decent later, and might only be able to eat raw food.

The last time the Slit-Mouthed Woman and her companions were so full that they couldn't eat anything for the entire day afterward.

Hanako stepped forward, grasped Sadako's hand tightly, and asked in a slightly trembling voice, "Will we win?"

Upon hearing this, Sadako squeezed her hand tightly, nodded, and said with unwavering certainty, "We will win!"

"Okay, we'll wait for you to come back!"

Hanako yanked her hand away from the unfortunate man who had delivered himself to her doorstep, then turned sharply to Mary. "Give that guy's phone number to Sadako."

Finally, the four urban legends quietly watched Sadako dial the number, then turn and walk into the television, disappearing from the living room as the screen went black.

After waiting for two minutes, Mary turned the TV back on and played a children's magical girl anime.

"Then what should we do...?"

With a somewhat complicated expression, the Slit-Mouthed Woman asked a question, to which Hanako calmly replied, "We eat, and then we sleep."

.........

In Tokyo, Akira Higashino, having received advance intelligence from his informant, moved into a new house without a large-screen TV. He was sitting in the living room, using his mobile phone to give instructions and handle some official business, with the background noise from the TV playing in the background.

Suddenly, the TV screen turned gray and white, accompanied by a blurry picture and a hissing sound, as if the signal was bad. The scene inside changed in a choppy manner, and the air in the living room froze and became cold.

Following the signs, Sadako arrived directly via electronic signal. As per the procedure, she climbed out of the well on the television screen, releasing a chilling curse that spread outwards.

Noticing that the guy was completely still, she was certain that she had him under control. She felt a little too relaxed; this was easy to handle.

He couldn't go on even though I didn't use much force.

In reality, on Higashino Akira's side...

[Automatic defense trigger, air pressure -1000]

For the sake of the human-faced dog, we'll spare its life to avoid upsetting it too much, but it still needs to be taught a lesson.

Sadako staggered step by step to the television screen, one hand reaching out, then the other, then her head, then her upper body, and she looked as if she was about to climb out of the television.

Sudden…

Huh?!?

Her entire upper body was lying on the ground. Sadako tried to squeeze out, but couldn't.

Wait a minute, people used to be able to climb out of screens of this size.

Why am I stuck?

After a moment of silence, she looked up and secretly glanced at the man who was still too frightened to move.

Then, he quietly shrank back into the TV, preparing to go nearby to try and get a new screen. Once he came out, he would go to that guy's house and get revenge for Hanako and the others.

result…

Um! ! ?

A heavy, squeezing feeling came from my chest, and I couldn't get it back.

When it came out, its upper body could come out!

Σ( ° △ °|||)︴

It's broken, it's stuck again!

Sadako was caught in a dilemma and had no choice but to suppress her curse and ask the man for help.

"Excuse me, could you please help me out?"

Higashino Akira, who had been quietly observing, smiled. "More importantly, could this beautiful lady tell me first, what is your purpose in barging into my home uninvited?"

Beautiful...?

Looking at the handsome face of the man opposite her, Ms. Sadako, who rarely went out and was always staying in the world of electronic signals, suddenly blushed.

This person doesn't seem so bad after all.

Sadako, her pretty face partially hidden by her thick black hair, shyly looked away. "Um, I'm here to make friends! Yes, make friends!"

"Ah, I see!"

Higashino Akira suddenly realized, "Then you must have been introduced by someone I know. I've never met you before."

"Yes...Is that right?" Sadako said somewhat guiltily.

Across from him, Higashino Akira said with concern, "I'm so sorry, I don't usually stay in this house, so I didn't buy any new appliances, which is why you couldn't come out. By the way, how can I help you?"

"Just help me push you in or pull you out. It would be best to buy a TV with a bigger screen."

"It's probably too late to buy a TV. How about I push you in first?"

"Okay...okay."

As she got closer to him, accompanied by a masculine aura, the intuitive feeling of that special charm became more and more obvious. Ms. Sadako subconsciously felt a slight heat in her lower abdomen and quickly brought her legs together.

How shameless! To show such an ugly attitude in front of someone who helped you.

Fortunately, her lower body was still inside the TV and hadn't come out.

Otherwise, it would be incredibly embarrassing.

It's all those scumbag otaku's fault. They even go after horror characters, getting horny about them and creating so much obscene wish power, which has turned her into this state.

Miss Sadako pursed her lips, her earlobes faintly flushed and hot.

"I'm coming soon. Remember to take a deep breath and exhale as much air as possible from your chest."

"Please."

Sadako closed her eyes, afraid that being so close to him might make her look embarrassing.

I thought he would at most give me a shoulder massage.

result…

With the two sudden lifts, a warm sensation quickly spread to my body, like an electric current coursing through my entire being.

Miss Sadako immediately straightened up.

The thigh muscles hidden behind the television screen trembled slightly involuntarily.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

She opened her wet eyes, her gaze trembling as she looked at the man, her face filled with shock.

"I'll help you pull it back. There's no other way. Yours is too big, and you can't lift it up yourself. You can't get it in otherwise."

Akira Higashino had an innocent and pure look on his face, though it was an act.

Chapter 168: A Master of C Chords!

As he spoke, Higashino Akira lifted it up again with force.

Sadako couldn't help but hum softly again.

"Okay, don't be shy, come on, push hard and work together to back up."

"one two three!"

Until the bell was crushed into a persimmon, Ms. Sadako, her face flushed and tears welling in her eyes, finally managed to shrink back into the television set. She slumped onto the floor of the screen, looking utterly wronged and humiliated, with her arms crossed over her chest.

"hentai!"

Miss Sadako pursed her lips and whispered a pitiful, tearful sound.

Before the man could speak further...

With a click, the TV screen went black, the image vanished, and she had escaped.

After a few seconds, the TV restarted, and the normal TV program reappeared.

Seeing this, Higashino Akira smiled slightly, not in a hurry.

He has extensive experience in catching Pokémon from urban fantasy stories, and he is certain that the other party will not give up until they clearly realize they have hit a brick wall, and will come back to try again.

As for why you didn't keep her here?

The main problem is that with Pokémon from urban legends, the probability of catching them with just a few words and persuasion is too low. If you reveal your purpose too early, they might run away and never come back.

However, by physically attacking the opponent to a weakened state and making them delirious, and then forcibly subduing them, the problem is that since he only has his upper body, even the most skilled sniper cannot see the weakness and cannot accurately strike the enemy.

So...

I'll feign weakness first, and watch as I trick her with a sweet gesture!

Sitting back on the sofa, Akira Higashino took out his phone and chatted with Motoyo Nagasaki.

Since the last time, the resentful widow has stopped coming to him every day at the same time to gaze at him with her long, lonely eyes.

But similarly, it seems that because of shyness, she has never taken the initiative to contact me again.

I heard she's been trying to reform her band recently.

She probably listened to some of Higashino Akira's advice, but whether her real purpose was to reunite her friends more often or to perform on the same stage with Toyokawa Shoko more often, no one else knew.

Higashino: "Group photo at the end of the band's celebration party (jpg)"

Higashino: "The girl with white hair and heterochromia is a very skilled guitarist with a nice personality. She often appears in RiNG and can be lured in with a matcha parfait."

Higashino: "Didn't Xiangzi take your band's guitarist away? We've found you a new one. You can consider whether you want to try recruiting him."

Higashino: "Don't say I'm biased. I maintain the same support and attitude towards you all."

Higashino: "If your band can succeed, if things go smoothly, and if the level and quality are decent, then opportunities such as signing with an agency, making a commercial debut, and performing on the same stage with Xiangzi and the others are all possible."

The other person has read my message but isn't replying; it shows "typing in progress," and about half a minute later...

Motoyo Nagasaki: "Who are the other cute girls?"

Higashino: "A bandmate of one of my girlfriends."

Nagasaki Motoyo: "That girl too?"

Higashino: "She was a stray cat I met by chance."

Nagasaki Motoyo: "She doesn't look very old, how could she do that to a child like that?"

Tsk…

A faint smell of vinegar and the earnest tone of a mother's advice washed over him. Higashino Akira sighed and sent his real-time location coordinates.

Higashikata: "A date?"

On the other side of the internet, in a high-end apartment, Nagasaki Motoyo, holding her phone, saw the latest reply from the guy across from her. Her cheeks flushed instantly. Ignoring her slight jealousy and worry about his potential illegal tendencies, she didn't dare to say anything more.

The reason... Across the sofa, Mrs. Nagasaki watched her daughter's face sometimes showing resentment, sometimes frowning, then blushing and shyly glancing at her, before quickly pretending to be nonchalant. She felt a deep sense of melancholy.

Since that day, her work has become increasingly smooth. Projects that used to require overtime are now being reduced by her boss, and collaborations that she used to have to actively seek are now being offered contracts directly to her, with her specifically asked to handle the contact.

She wasn't stupid. Besides, the young boss of the other group didn't hide his identity at all and had become a semi-internet celebrity. She already thought that Su Shi's boyfriend looked familiar, and later she didn't even need to investigate. Everything was online, so she knew everything.

Thanks to her collaborations with Yunmeng, her position in the company rose rapidly, her income soared, and she no longer needed to work so hard, allowing her to spend more time at home with Su Shi.

But she wasn't happy.

Whenever I see Su Shi's shy expression now, it's as if I can foresee how heartbroken she will be in the future.

That young man has a terrible reputation and far too many scandals; he's not a good match. Having already experienced an unhappy marriage, the wife sincerely hopes her daughter can find happiness, but clearly, the chances of her daughter being with that man are slim.

I want to advise Su Shi to break up with that person, but I don't know how to bring it up.

The wife's inner thoughts are very complicated.

Sitting to the side, Nagasaki Motoyo was unaware of her mother's worries. Apart from occasionally bringing up topics related to her boyfriend and shyly changing the subject, she kept quiet about the twisted relationship between the two of them and continued to get along with her mother as always.

After highlighting the target person in the photo, she sent it to the new band's group chat.

There were four people in the group. Three of them were veteran members of CRYCHIC, and the other was a pink-haired guitarist who knew nothing and had no technical skills. If it weren't for the fact that she had taken the lead in kidnapping and tying up the light, and had no choice but to fight for the light's return, she definitely wouldn't have formed a band with that kind of guy.

However, this makes the band too weak in guitar, and they need a guitarist who can carry the team as a support.