Shota is surrounded by monsters!

Shota's iron fist slammed directly onto Natto's head, saying, "It's fine if you admit you're an underwear thief. As a youkai, stealing a few underwear isn't illegal. Believe me, when we get back I'll tell Hyori and have you put in ice for five months."

"I know I was wrong, Lord Taotie!"

Natto-kun glanced at the oddly dressed Shota and whispered, "You came in dressed like this because you have the same purpose as me..."

"Who has the same goal as you!"

Shota kicked Natto-kun's butt and said, "Hand over the stuff and go back now."

After throwing the stolen underwear on the ground, Natto the Monk angrily drove off.

"That's strange... I don't see any accommodations. Where did that lecherous monk steal them from?"

Shota put the panties into the pocket of his gym uniform, but then heard Mashiro snort coldly.

"what happened?"

"..."

Seeing that Mashiro did not answer, Shota had no choice but to continue walking toward the next target.

"Waaah...waaah..."

"If you cry again, I'll eat you up!"

"..."

Shota looked at the strangely shaped monster in front of him and said, "Hey, sis."

"What's wrong? Is it one of our kind?"

"Is it registered?"

"What registration?"

"Nura Clan".

"Ha, I'm not that kind of useless Nura Clan monster."

"Oh. Do you like eating people?"

"Absolutely... Listen to me, things haven't been easy lately. Exorcists keep coming to check on us, and sometimes I can't even afford to eat with a girl for a month..."

"Awoo."

Shota chewed a couple of times, then frowned. This thing tasted really bad; it smelled like rotting flesh all over. What kind of monster was this anyway?

In short, it didn't taste good.

For Shota, a monster equivalent to a small C-rank monster is roughly equivalent to the energy in a small cake. It's not enough to eat, but it's definitely better than nothing.

Next... at the playground... is that the ghost on the track that Rea mentioned?

"Hey, you over there, don't just stand there like an idiot, run!"

As soon as he stepped onto the playground, a ruthless female muscle instructor blew her whistle and ordered Shota to go for a run.

Just as Shota was about to turn and leave, Mashiro instinctively said, "Coming~"

"..."

Shota thinks Mashiro is a bit naughty.

"call……"

So Shota ran over.

"So late? What were you doing?"

"Going to pick up panties."

"Picking up panties to teach..." The words were barely out of her mouth when the female teacher realized something was wrong. She glanced into Shota's gym pocket...

"what is this?"

"Pants!"

"Where did it come from?"

"Stolen!"

Actually, Shota had already started to run away...

"Mashiro, what are you doing?!"

"Humph……"

Chapter 58. Transfer Student

"Shota-kun, did you know there's new news at our school today?"

As soon as Rea stepped out of the school gate after school, she said to Shota, who had left Sanka Girls' Academy at noon, with a hint of excitement, "I heard that the underwear thief was caught, and when the thief ran away, he suddenly turned into a dog-like monster."

At this point, Rea waved her little fists twice and said, "The classmates are all a bit scared. I'm thinking, should I go and subdue that monster... Hey, Shota-kun, you don't look too good?"

"Heh, hehe."

Shota laughed twice with a livid face, then changed the subject, saying, "Let's talk as we walk. Don't keep Mashiro waiting too long. Once it's been more than an hour, who knows what she might do at home."

“That’s true.” Rea walked to Shota’s side and followed his steps, unaware of how amazing it was to other girls that she and Shota were walking together.

"Although I saw him last time, but... could that man be Miss Sanhua's boyfriend?"

"Liar... How could our Rea possibly date a man..."

"But didn't she always have a car to pick her up before? Ever since Miss Sanhua took a week off from school, she's been with this man every time she goes to and from class..."

"Living together? That's a lie..."

With their keen hearing, Shota and Rea naturally heard the others' whispers. Shota shrugged and said, "You'll never be able to get married."

"Then I won't get married."

Rea said without any hesitation, "Anyway... I'm not interested in humans right now."

As she spoke, she cautiously glanced at Shota's expression, and only after realizing that he wasn't paying attention to her did she sigh with some regret.

Why are you sighing?

"Ah, no, it's nothing."

"Hey, Rea."

Shota moved a little closer to Rea to prevent the sun from shining through the black umbrella and said, "Now you're free. There's nothing to sigh about. Instead of sighing, just do it."

"Yes. I already know."

Rea nodded, mustered her courage and took Shota's arm, then explained somewhat awkwardly, "This way we can stand closer together, and one umbrella can cover both of us."

Actually, I don't need an umbrella at all.

Feeling the slightly coldness of Rea's skin, Shota didn't say much. He only felt a spiritual closeness to Rea, after all, his blood flowed in her veins.

If I had to describe it... it's kind of like a daughter?

Oops……

The thought of the word "daughter" made Shota feel like he was channeling the spirit of Danichiro Sanka.

What should we have for dinner tonight?

To stop his thoughts from spiraling out of control, Shota had no choice but to change the subject.

"Shouta-kun's blood~"

"Aren't you going to consider having something else to eat?"

"Hmm... In that case, it'll be a hassle for Mashiro to wash it again."

“There’s a question I’ve never asked.” Shota thought of a very intriguing question and asked Rea, “When Mashiro washes you, does she start from the front or the back?”

"Ok?"

Rei didn't understand what Shota meant. When the slightly embarrassing washing process was mentioned, she subconsciously lowered her head and skipped the question.

"Oh."

Shota could only laugh it off; as a zombie, Rea's skin was a bit too thin.

Over the next few days, almost nothing major happened. Nurarihyon was still wandering around outside, but he seemed to be coming back soon. After a few good days, Shota was going to go to the Nura Clan every night to train again. Although he had gone there occasionally these past few days, he often ran into Rikuo Nurarihyon, the handsome guy in his night form.

"Let's drink a toast together, you glutton!"

Rikuo, in his yokai form, seduced Shota with an extremely alluring voice.

"Lu Sheng, after you shave your head, will you have a protruding back of the head like your grandfather?"

Shota pointed at Rikuo's hair, which was at least a meter long, and he really wanted to find out if it was hair or a head inside. If it really had a head, that would be terrible, since the larger the head, the greater the chance of being attacked. For monsters like them, even if their heads could be restored after being smashed, they would still suffer a great loss of vitality.

"..."

"Don't run away, Lu Sheng, let me see you. Just once, I promise I won't tell those who admire you."

"Hey, Taotie, the head of the Nurarihyon is a very private part."

He was quite polite when he was in human form, but he became much less so once he transformed into a demon. Rikuo found it hard to fathom what Taotie was thinking.

"What does it matter? Your grandfather exposes his so-called private parts to the outside every day."

Shota seized the opportunity and tried to grab Rikuo's head with a Hupu (a Chinese sports forum).

"Young Master, Young Master... what are you doing!"

The snow woman who had just barged in happened to witness this scene, and her entire body suddenly erupted with cold air, her target of which was naturally Shota.

Seeing Shota frozen in ice, Rikuo breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Hyouri, you arrived just in time..."

"pat-"

The ice began to crack.

"Come on!"

Without saying a word, Lu Sheng grabbed Bing Li's hand and started running away.

Aside from the Nura Clan, other places remained peaceful, such as Rea's house. Of course, a large part of this was because her demonic father hadn't returned. So Rea would go home every few days to pick up some things and say hello to her foster mother—although she was indifferent, Rea still fulfilled her duties as a daughter—a married daughter…

Of course, the slightly erotic daily life at Shota's house continued as usual. After all, with the three of them confined to a small room, all sorts of flags were always triggered, and all sorts of situations were encountered.