Wait, why is this blond guy a lolicon?

"So, what should our relationship be now?"

Midnight, on the roof of the hospital.

The cardboard cape-wearing hero, wearing black underwear, couldn't help but ponder.

It would be inappropriate to treat Youyou as a "female lead whose favorability needs to be reduced" now, as the two not only hugged and kissed, but almost kissed.

But Jiang Ling felt it was too early to call them lovers.

After all, the two have never actually met in person, so they can't be considered a couple.

They could be considered ordinary classmates, yet they were also too distant.

Who among ordinary classmates holds hands and interlocks their fingers?

Speaking of holding hands, Jiang Ling couldn't help but reminisce about Youyou's soft, smooth little hands.

"I think I understand Yoshikage Kira a little better now."

Dark clouds obscured the moon. Jiang Ling measured the wind direction and speed, stepped onto the rooftop railing, and jumped down.

The napkin cape fluttered in the wind, carrying him towards the ward building.

……

"Ouch! It hurts! It hurts so much!"

As the effects of the anesthetic wore off, Hita Yamada, whose body was covered in countless stitches, began to writhe in agony. His obese, maggot-like body writhed uncontrollably, tearing at his wounds and causing even greater pain.

The chubby boy, who was dozing by the bedside, saw his father wake up and immediately pressed the call button to ask the doctor to give him a painkiller injection.

As the painkiller was injected, the wailing gradually turned into whimpering.

Yamada Hita recovered and spoke weakly, "Have you...filed a lawsuit yet? I...I want Yan Youyou and her family to pay me compensation..."

Damn it, how dare they stab me!

Hita Yamada was determined to take this opportunity to make Yan Youyou pay off her debt with her body.

Five years... no! At least ten years as his plaything!

"Hmm..." Oyamada nodded: "Dad, don't worry, I've already hired the best lawyer in Ishiro."

"That's good." Yamada Hita gritted his teeth. "I didn't expect the 'medicine' I bought this time to be so pure. Even after taking the antidote, I'm hallucinating."

Hita Yamada has finally figured it out.

There's no such thing as a true god descending to earth; it's most likely that the two of them were hallucinating due to the effects of drugs while they were worshipping.

The medicine in the holy water was a new version, while the antidote he had taken beforehand was the old version.

One of the raw materials for holy water is mescaline.

Not long ago, a major earthquake struck Kyoto's underworld, wiping out the infamous drug smuggling gang, the Phantom Butterfly Group.

Therefore, the suppliers within the Holy Church were changed to the Viper Gang, who, in addition to selling ice, powder, and cards, also had a supply channel for mescaline.

The Viper Gang is ruthless and vicious, but their delivery service is impeccable—99% perfect, a rare find.

"Father," Oyamada hesitated for a long time before speaking.

"I've recruited some more delinquent girls at school. Could you bring me more holy water next time?"

The father preaches in society, and the son preaches in school. Birds of a feather flock together. Yamada Hita expressed his support for this—after all, most of the schoolgirls are cooks, and selling them can bring in higher profits.

"Fine, but let's make this clear first: it's fine if others drink it, but if you dare touch this stuff, I'll beat you to death!"

Suddenly, a cold wind blew inexplicably, making the father and son shiver.

"That's really weird."

Hita Yamada muttered to himself, glancing at the windowsill.

The glass windows were tightly closed, like a secluded maiden, without revealing a single gap.

Maybe it's the wind blowing from the corridor.

wow-

Suddenly, a warm liquid was splashed on his neck, and when he touched it, it felt sticky and sweaty.

However, the smell that reached my nose was nauseating, filled with the stench of blood.

Hita Yamada stiffened his neck, and his breathing gradually became rapid.

"Xiaotian?" he called out tentatively.

Thump—his response was the dull thud of his body hitting the floor.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, and my groin gradually warmed up.

He didn't urinate, he just soiled himself.

"Please let me go?"

Hita Yamada had no idea what was behind him, but he had no doubt that if he dared to turn his head, he would be beheaded.

"I understand now. I cannot do things that harm others. From now on, I will withdraw from the Holy Church and devote myself to social welfare activities to make up for the mistakes I made before."

"..."

"If you want to know the secrets of the Holy Church, the secrets of the Viper Gang, or any other secrets, ask away! Whatever I, Fatty, know, I'll tell you!"

"..."

"Really, I've really thought it through. I'll lay down my weapons and turn back before it's too late..."

"You've figured it out," a calm, detached voice came from behind me.

"All you know is that you're going to die."

……

Late at night, as usual, I did my ward rounds.

Passing by the unlit single ward "1402", the nurse smelled a strong odor of blood and pushed open the half-closed door with a puzzled look.

Instantly, she turned pale with fright.

"ah--"

Two headless corpses were strung together by an IV stand, resembling chickens coated with sauce and about to be placed on a roasting rack.

Below, written in bold blood—[Sinful beyond measure, condemned by heaven and earth]

……

[Hidden Message: Hidden Message from Hita Yamada]

[1. The code words used by the "Holy Cult" and the "Viper Gang" when trading drugs are: "Jade liquid in a pot intoxicates" and "Golden elixir in a sleeve relieves your sorrows."]

[2. Seven days later, Takatsukasa Ichigen, the "Snake Gang's Butler," will host an "underground ball" at the underground casino of the "Snow Moon Wind Flower Grand Hotel" to win over various gangs in Shilu.]

3. Hita Yamada has been diagnosed with erectile dysfunction.

It was already past midnight when I got home.

Seeing potato chip bags strewn everywhere, crumbs stuck to the tatami mat, half-empty cans of cola left uncapped, and my own clean white shirt stained with grease...

Jiang Ling: ……

Li Meiyu (lying comfortably in bed): Zzz~

"Li Meiyu!"

"Ugh...why are you shouting so loudly...don't you let people get any sleep...?"

*Smack*—A hard slap landed on my soft, bouncy knee.

The scorching pain almost made her cry.

"Ah—you stinky blondie, what are you doing!" Li Meiyu blushed and pouted her cute little pink lips.

"What did I do? Look what you've done!"

"Um... well... sorry, but why don't you clean yourself up, you stinky blondie? Why do I have to do everything for you?"

"I'm hard."

"Eh..."

"His fist has hardened!"

Ora Ora Ora —

After obediently tidying the room, Miyu knelt down and respectfully made the bed, tears still glistening in her eyes, and said through gritted teeth:

"Stinky... Master... Sweet dreams."

"His tone was too harsh!"

"Tsk...Fourth Academy..."

"Um?"

"Master~ Sweet dreams, meow~ Callo meow~"

"Oh, by the way, wake me up early tomorrow."

"Oh... I see, you stinky blondie (disdain.jpg)"

"Um?"

"Okay, Master (smiles)~"