The Infinite Powerhouse Mixed in with Sakura Dormitory

"There's no way around it. The department head and I have been together since we were kids. Every time the school issues uniforms, I have to alter them myself before I can wear them." As she spoke, Himejima Akeno pointed enticingly to her chest.

“Uh…” Jiang Jing.

Broad shoulders, circumference of the waist...

After a series of measurements were completed, Himejima Akeno lay on Jiang Jing's back, looking like a lovesick woman: "Tsk tsk... Sorata, your figure is so good, the perfect golden ratio, it makes me a little unable to resist."

"What, you want to try again?" Jiang Jing glanced at the black-haired beauty behind him, and immediately Himejima Akeno went limp, blushing and no longer daring to tease her.

"Alright, that's enough for today." Jiang Jing said, preparing to leave.

Himejima Akeno hugged Jiang Jing's arm and smiled, "Sorata, since you're not going to class this afternoon anyway, why don't you sit here and rest? I'll go make some tea."

That seems to make sense, Jiang Jing thought for a moment.

Himejima Akeno was very good at serving people; after an afternoon of being served by her, Eijing didn't want to move.

When she wanted tea, she would gently bring it to Jiang Jing's lips, occasionally feeding him snacks. She was also very good at chatting, spending most of the afternoon laughing and talking, trying to find topics that interested Jiang Jing.

This scene almost made Jiang Jing think that he had returned to the days when he suppressed a world, had 30,000 beauties, and was surrounded and fawned over by those women every day.

Kiba Yuuto and Toujou Koneko knocked on the door after school in the afternoon, and Himejima Akeno returned to her usual self.

"Kanda-senpai, you're here too." The handsome Kiba Yuto walked in excitedly.

"Kongtai," Tajo Kita greeted Jiang Jingping casually.

Jiang Jing nodded to the two of them: "Yes, I have something to ask Zhu Nai earlier."

As he spoke, Jiang Jing's gaze fell on Kiba Yuto, and he smiled slightly: "Speaking of which, Yuto, it seems you're about to break through."

Speaking of this, Kiba Yuto looked at Jiang Jing with excitement and gratitude: "Yes, I've taken on a lot of missions lately. In battle, I've been constantly honing my skills according to your guidance, Kanda-senpai, and I've found a breakthrough direction."

"I feel you can suppress it for a while, condense the magic power in your body once, and then break through."

Jiang Jing shook his head: "Whether it's you, or the cat Akeno and Rias, you all seem to have great magical power and a strong aura, but your strength feels too weak to me."

"To be honest, at the same level, I could take on ten of you with one hand."

"Uh... I was really that weak." Kiba Yuto was taken aback.

"Hmph... Really, Sorata?" Toujou Koneko was somewhat unconvinced. As a Nekomata-turned-demon, she was proficient in both magic and sorcery and had always been very confident in her abilities.

At this moment, Akeno Himejima smiled and nodded: "Sorata is right. Our magic power is indeed not solid enough and needs to be constantly purified and refined. There is no need to rush to break through the realm."

When Jiang Jing massaged and healed her injuries earlier, Himejima Akeno sensed the faint yet condensed power of light that Jiang Jing had entered her body, just like divine iron. Only then did she understand why Jiang Jing was so powerful.

Furthermore, after being healed twice by Jiang Jing, the magic power within her body was refined twice under the pressure and fusion of Jiang Jing's power, making it far more powerful and capable than before.

"Alright, that's enough for today. I'm going to pick up Mashiro from school." Jiang Jing said, standing up.

"Oh, right." Jiang Jing, who came to Tacheng Xiaomao's side, put his hand on her head, rubbed it, and gave her some advice.

"You too, don't rush to break through. If you can fuse the demonic power within you with the cat demon's power, you might have some pleasant surprises."

"The higher your level, the more difficult it is to fuse these different types of power, so good luck."

After saying that, Jiang Jing ignored the displeased look on Tacheng Xiao Mao's face because he touched her head, nodded to Zhu Naiyou, and then really left.

Because he lingered in the activity room for a while, it was already four o'clock when Jiang Jing arrived at the second floor of the art teaching building. The students who had finished school had either gone to their clubs or gone home, and the whole floor was quiet.

However, Jiang Jing saw from afar that Shiina Mashiro was carrying a backpack and quietly standing at the classroom door waiting for him.

Jiang Jing walked over, smiled at Shiina Mashiro who was still sulking, and said, "Let's go home." He then walked ahead without offering any words of comfort.

"Mm," Shiina Mashiro responded in response, and silently followed.

They walked side by side on their way home from school, but today Shiina Mashiro felt a tightness in her chest and was irritable, completely lacking her usual calm.

Turning her head to look at Jiang Jing, whose expression remained as lazy and indifferent as ever, Shiina Mashiro felt even more irritated, and even the party she had been looking forward to tomorrow seemed meaningless.

The following night was similar to the previous day. Shiina Mashiro tried her best not to rely on the river view. After taking a shower, she dried her hair by herself and then drew upstairs until late at night when she felt restless and wanted to sleep before finally falling asleep.

The next day, Shiina Mashiro, who had gone to bed very late the night before, got up early on her own with dark circles under her eyes without Jiang Jing having to come up and wake her.

The three of them walked to school together. As always, Jiang Jing looked lazy and listless, while Shiina Mashiro walked silently. Even the oblivious Kamiigusa Misaki sensed that something was wrong.

However, Jiang Jing acted as if he hadn't noticed anything. When they got to school, the three of them went their separate ways. During class, he teased Qi Hai in front of him. At noon, the two of them calmly finished lunch, and in the afternoon, they went back together as usual.

The two returned to Sakura-sou in silence, but they ran into Chtholly and her two companions while passing by Sakura Apartments.

"Kanda-senpai, Shiina-senpai," the blue-haired girl greeted first, followed by Nephren and the other two.

The three girls, chatting and laughing, all had happy smiles on their faces. They were clearly enjoying their time in this peaceful world without disasters and had already integrated into it.

Jiang Jing smiled and nodded, "You're all out of school now? You seem to have had a big shopping spree tonight." As he spoke, Jiang Jing's gaze fell on the shopping bags in the hands of the three girls.

Chtholly brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and smiled, "Well, today Nephren said she wanted to try the hot pot on TV, so we bought a lot of side dishes."

At this point, Chtholly's eyes lit up: "By the way, seniors, why don't you come and have dinner with us tonight? Consider it a return gift from the front."

“Yes, please come and eat with us,” the gray-haired twin-tailed girl, Nephren, invited.

"Uh... I might not be able to today. I promised to attend a party," Jiang Jing declined.

"I see." Chtholly said with some regret.

Jiang Jing smiled slightly: "It's okay, if it doesn't work this time, there will be next time. We live so close by, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

“You’re right, senior. Then we won’t bother you any longer.”

"Okay, goodbye."

"What's wrong?" Jiang Jing asked curiously, looking at Shiina Mashiro, who had entered the room but was staring at him intently.

"Sora, you've changed." Shiina Mashiro stood at the door, quietly looking at Jiang Jing.

"Uh... I've changed? No, I haven't." Jiang Jing looked at himself but didn't find anything wrong.

"Sora has become annoying." After saying that, Shiina Mashiro ignored Jiang Jing and turned to go upstairs.

Seeing Shiina Mashiro's bewildered retreating figure, Jiang Jing said, "Uemura said she's sending a car to pick us up. Why don't you go upstairs, take a shower, and change into your dress? By the way, do you need me to prepare anything for you?"

Shiina Mashiro glanced back at the river view, then continued walking forward: "I don't need that annoying Sorata's help, I can manage on my own."

Watching Shiina Mashiro's back finally appear somewhat normal, Jiang Jing smiled but said nothing. Although he wasn't good at pursuing women, he was extremely accurate at judging people's hearts.

Shiina Mashiro's current state is no longer due to her sudden beating of the child and woman yesterday, but mainly because he didn't explain afterward and didn't comfort her after noticing she was in a bad mood.

Of course, Mashiro herself probably didn't know this either, but Jiang Jing had no interest in or wanted to give her advice. Some things she had to figure out herself and make her own choices.

The relationship between men and women is like a battle; the winner will be in a favorable position, and the loser will be dominated.

Although Jiang Jing thought this so-called battle was just a joke, life was a bit boring anyway, so teasing the emotionless Mashiro wouldn't be bad.

Jiang Jing knocked on Akasaka Ryunosuke's door: "Akasaka, we're eating out tonight. Find something to eat in the fridge yourself. There's still a lot of fruit left from the day before yesterday."

puff...

Upon hearing the word "fruit," Ryunosuke Akasaka, who was squatting in front of his computer, busy with one hand and drinking water with the other, turned pale and spat it out.

Yesterday, when he went out and saw the table full of fruit and cream cake, he felt pretty good. However, after squatting for more than an hour until his legs were sore, he now has a phobia of fruit and cream.

Just as Jiang Jinggang was reminding Akasaka and teasing him a bit, Himejima Akeno's voice rang out from outside: "Sorata, your clothes have arrived."

Upon opening the door, Jiang Jing looked at the two boxes in Himejima Akeno's hands and was somewhat surprised: "Your efficiency is quite good."

Himejima Akeno smiled and said, "Because Sorata needs it, I specially had seven master-level succubi tailors rush it out. Go in and try it on to see if it fits."

Jiang Jing nodded: "Okay."

Upon arriving at Jiang Jing's room, Himejima Akeno placed the clothes box on the bed and then stood to the side, looking at Jiang Jing with some anticipation.

"What's with that expression? Haven't you ever seen a man before?" Jiang Jing rolled his eyes, then started taking his clothes off quite naturally, without any embarrassment.

When she saw Jiang Jing's body, sculpted like marble, with soft lines yet full of explosive power, Himejima Akeno's eyes immediately lit up with a burning light, and she felt wet.

"Stop looking like a lovesick woman and take out the clothes."

Himejima Akeno licked her red lips and smiled alluringly: "I always knew you had a great figure, Sorata, but I never expected you to be this tempting."

As she spoke, Himejima Akeno obediently opened the slightly larger box and took out a tailcoat with a black base, red trim, and delicate dark red embroidery on the left breast. The design was a fusion of ancient aristocratic formal wear and modern elements.

It also comes with a matching white fold-over collar shirt.

Picking up the clothes, Himejima Akeno naturally began to serve Jiang Jing. She was very capable and, although she was a little clumsy, it took her a while to help Jiang Jing put on the somewhat complicated banquet dress.

Next, Himejima Akeno took out a pair of black leather shoes made of the hide of an unknown creature from another box. The shoes had some scale-like markings on their surface and lacked luster.

"I didn't tell you this, did I? I didn't expect you to be prepared as well." As he spoke, Jiang Jing sat on the bed, letting Himejima Akeno, who was kneeling down, put on his socks and shoes like an emperor.

Himejima Akeno looked up, a gentle smile appearing on her delicate and beautiful face, and said, "Didn't you say we are your possessions? Of course we have to serve you well."

When everything was ready and Jiang Jing stood up, Himejima Akeno's eyes lit up as she looked at Jiang Jing, who seemed like a completely different person.

Jiang Jing, who has grown to 1.82 meters tall, has a slender and robust figure with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, forming a perfect inverted triangle. After putting on a tailor-made black suit, his whole demeanor changed, like a noble king emerging from the night.

Jiang Jing's hair used to be brown, but with the change in his bloodline, it has unknowingly turned into a dark brown-black color, and the length just covers his ears.

At this moment, his features were distinct and sharp. Upon closer inspection, his perfectly proportioned face always carried an air of calm and languid ease. Beneath his tousled hair, his eyes, black and white as clear as stars, held a detached gaze, and deeper within them lay a cold indifference that looked down upon all living beings.

Just by standing there, an indescribable aura of nobility emanated from Jiang Jing, giving Himejima Akeno a great sense of pressure. It was a difference in the essence of life and soul that made her body go weak and want to worship.

However, this feeling was fleeting and disappeared after Jiang Jing concealed his aura, making Himejima Akeno almost think she was hallucinating.

After concealing his aura, Jiang Jing still looked outstanding, but he was far inferior to the supreme emperor who looked down on all living beings before, which made Himejima Akeno somewhat regretful.

Without hiding her thoughts, Himejima Akeno stared intently at Jiang Jing: "Kouta, I eagerly await the day when you no longer hide your true self and reign supreme."

Jiang Jing rolled his eyes, pushed Himejima Akeno away who was about to lean in his face, and said irritably, "Stop going crazy, what do you mean by 'true self'? Besides, I'm all dressed now, you can go back, do you want to come with me after this?"

Himejima Akeno shook her head: "No, there's still one thing I haven't done properly, Sorata, don't move." As she spoke, Himejima Akeno took out a small comb from her person and stood on tiptoe to fix Jiang Jing's hair.

Jiang Jing's hair used to be just a quick slick of the wrist, not exactly messy but not exactly neat either. So when Himejima Akeno combed Jiang Jing's hair into a side part, he looked much more energetic than before.

"Alright." Himejima Akeno nodded in satisfaction.

"Sora, what is she doing here?"

Just then, Shiina Mashiro's voice rang out from the doorway, and her usually expressionless face now revealed intense hostility as she looked at Himejima Akeno, who had appeared inside the Jiangjing House.

At this moment, Shiina Mashiro felt an overwhelming sense of unease in her chest, almost like it was about to explode. Especially after seeing Himejima Akeno combing Eijiro's hair, she felt as if her territory had been invaded and her most precious possession had been stolen.

“Zhu Nai, she brought me clothes,” Jiang Jing replied.

"Delivering clothes."

Shiina Mashiro's gaze fell on Jiang Jing. The black dress with red patterns was made of exquisite fabric, and its workmanship and design were extraordinary. Even if Shiina Mashiro didn't understand these things, she could tell that it was very valuable.