Poor magical girls, work for me!

Clang!

The heavy solid wood table was violently lifted up.

The pen, paper, and diary were all floating in the air, while the empty police uniform on the opposite chair remained seated, motionless.

The tingling sensation on Miyagi Ryosuke's neck completely disappeared.

The pen, which had been floating in the air, started moving again, pressed itself onto the paper, and began to write rapidly.

Ryosuke Miyagi's gaze swept over the cigarette dangling from his mouth, which was burning at an extremely fast speed.

Does this mean that once the cigarette burns out, I will be held down again?

So he had to do something during this time. His gaze fell on the words the pen had written on the paper.

"You are indeed special. If you want it, I can give it to you, and I can also let your friend go, but I need you to do one thing for me—this is a deal with the evil god."

transaction?

Ryosuke Miyagi paused for a second, his gaze falling on Hisakawa and Yukio Matsushima, who were being held down in chairs behind him.

He now has two choices: first, continue talking to this evil god; second, use the cigarette's power to rescue Hikawa and Matsushima Yukio from their chairs and leave immediately.

But he chose the third option: to speak directly.

"Cangxi Guardian, Dolphin Bay, the cry of the baby dolphin, the blood of the mother dolphin."

prick……

Ryosuke Miyagi noticed that the cigarette in his mouth was burning much slower, and at the same time, he felt a slight, cool stinging sensation on the back of his neck.

It seems the other party has been hit where it hurts?

He continued speaking.

"I know your origins, and I know why you said those things to me. You originally wanted to protect them, didn't you? Protect that sea, protect those dolphins. You watched them being trained, performed, slaughtered, and sold by humans, and you could do nothing about it. Day after day, year after year. In the end, you yourself became the kind of thing you hated—an evil god who threatens others and forces others to make choices."

prick!!

The stinging pain at the back of my neck instantly spread into a tingling, cool sensation, but it quickly disappeared.

The pen began to write frantically again, at an extremely fast speed, writing two or three lines in less than two seconds.

Have you ever seen how they died? Iron hooks piercing their flippers! Dragged ashore! Slashed again and again! Blood flowed like a sea! The sea was stained red! Their cries! Night after night they cried! Until their last breath!

Ryosuke Miyagi took a deep drag on his cigarette and slowly exhaled. At that moment, the burning cigarette stopped completely.

"You've given me a choice, so let me tell you a story. I once saw a mother dolphin being dragged ashore, still alive. Beside her was a tiny calf, probably just born. Those people hooked the mother dolphin with an iron hook and dragged her ashore. The calf kept following, crying out and trying to butt its head against the people's legs. Then someone picked up a stick and, one blow after another, knocked the calf unconscious, threw it into a bucket, and continued dragging the mother dolphin."

After Ryosuke Miyagi finished speaking, the police uniform began to tremble violently.

At the same time, the entire room was shaking.

No warning came from the "spiritual alert," and the burning of the cigarette did not intensify.

Ryosuke Miyagi continued:

"After the mother pig was dragged ashore, she kept turning her head to look at the bucket. She knew she wouldn't survive, but she wanted to see her baby one last time. Those people wouldn't let her see; with one stab, they ended her life."

He paused.

"Do you know what happened to that baby dolphin afterward?"

After a pause of more than ten seconds, the pen, which had been floating in the air, finally couldn't resist and scribbled two words on the paper.

【result?】

"It's awake."

Ryosuke Miyagi said, "It was thrown into another pool and kept with other baby dolphins. Those people said it was good-looking and could fetch a good price. It would be trained, it would perform, and it would live for many years. But it would never know where or how its mother died. It would only become agitated, suddenly stop eating, and suddenly bang its head against the wall during that season every year. It didn't know why, it only knew that the color of the seawater changed during that time."

Ryosuke Miyagi took the cigarette out of his mouth and flicked off the ash. Half the cigarette remained, but he knew he had convinced the other man.

"You are not an evil god. You just wanted to protect them too much, but you were powerless to do so, and in the end, you drove yourself insane."

"I am a demon hunter, and the two girls you're holding down are my employees. We can make a deal: I'll help you achieve your goal, and you'll give me a sufficient reward. Of course, releasing them is just a prerequisite for our amicable exchange."

"Even true witchers can't be so calm and composed, negotiating a deal with a god that gives them the best of both worlds. Even when facing life-or-death crises, you've mastered the art of capital, never letting yourself suffer a loss."

After Miyagi Ryosuke finished speaking,

The pen hovered and fell, slowly writing words.

【Can. 】

I agreed...

Ryosuke Miyagi breathed a sigh of relief; he had made the right bet after all.

While speaking, he kept a close eye on the cigarette's burning progress. If the cigarette was more than two-thirds burned, he would immediately take Matsushima Yukio and Hisakawa away.

After writing the word "Okay" with his pen, Yukio Matsushima and Hisakawa, who were being forcibly pressed into chairs behind Ryosuke Miyagi, simultaneously relaxed.

The two of them immediately began to gasp for breath.

The instant Miyagi Ryosuke overturned the table, it felt as if a huge boulder was pressing down on their chests.

He almost suffocated to death.

"Now we can make a deal. I need you to enter Dolphin Bay and retrieve two items for me—a bloodstained harpoon and a rusty iron hook. If you bring these two items out of Dolphin Bay, I will give you a substantial reward."

The pen wrote another line on the paper.

As a condition of the deal, I can leave this spirit, but you need to convince it yourself. We will be waiting in the shadows.

"Yes, but I need time, within a year."

[That's too long, half a year.]

"Sure, about six months should be enough."

After the transaction was completed, the badge on the police uniform on the chair suddenly cracked and fell to the ground with a thud, along with the pen and paper.

"This pen and paper are quite a valuable spiritual item. If you write your needs on them, perhaps some evil god will see them. You decide to keep them safe and wait for the right moment to communicate with the god of pleasure and trade him for an ability called hypnosis."

As soon as you turn on your phone, the red heart will spin, and anyone touched by the heart will be under your control! And then…”

"Reward: Communication Ritual with the God of Pleasure (When the ritual is activated, there is a very small chance that your succubus stepmother will emerge... but not your stepmother.)"

……

The terrifying thing was finally fooled away.

Next, you need to communicate with Seiichiro Nakajima, use his real name, spend a small amount of silver coins, and use the Demon Hunter's Hunting Manual to subdue him.