Don't force me to use my right fist.

"So, sorry, I've watched this episode before." Saya grinned as he trapped him in the minecart once again. The advantages of being a transmigrator were on full display at this moment.

Chapter 213 Is There No Other Way?

"You're being very despicable right now."

This time, she was no longer as composed as before. After struggling in the minecart to no avail, Yamami could only lower her head and complain to Saya, who was standing in front of her.

No wonder I sensed a dangerous aura emanating from this guy from the very beginning. Even though I was deliberately hiding my abilities, he still managed to outmaneuver me?

What surprised Mami the most was that, as soon as she sat inside the black car, all her abilities seemed to be broken, and she couldn't even sense the most basic magic.

"How can this be called despicable?" Saya scratched his head and reached out towards Wakayama Mami's chest. Even though she was trapped, Wakayama Mami, who hadn't panicked, finally changed her expression. Could this guy be a pervert? What did he mean by reaching for her chest?

"Of course, we should catch this little thing." Saya pinched the small creature hidden in Yamami's chest, which had been pretending to be a doll without saying a word, and picked it up. He also prepared a luxurious minecart package for it. If he remembered correctly, this thing could also transform into a minecart, which was a bit too convenient for rescue. Although it was extremely difficult for people trapped inside to save themselves, it was still very easy to destroy the minecart with the help of people outside.

"Let go of this divine beast! You wicked thing!" Kero, who had been stuffed into the minecart by Saya, no longer pretended to be the incompetent King of Wrath baring his fangs and claws at Saya.

"So you can just give up on that idea. I definitely can't kill you all, but I'm not stupid enough to let you out and get in my way, okay?"

Sawa pushed the two minecarts to Komachi, who had been watching the show, and placed them next to Kuroiwa.

The two humans and the beast sat in the minecart in the same obedient posture, a scene that was rather slippery.

"So you're saying you really don't intend to kill me? I almost killed you just now."

Asami, who had been observing Saya, looked at him with some suspicion. Logically speaking, if his previous reluctance to attack her could be due to his fear of her strength, it was rather strange that he hadn't made a move against her even though she was completely trapped.

Could there really be kind-hearted weirdos?

"Yes, yes, let's kill her, meow. If you mind, Saya-kun, I can do it for you, meow. She looks delicious, meow." Amakawa Tsubasa, increasingly resembling a cat, licked her lips at Yamami beside her. If she weren't trapped by the minecart, she would have pounced on Saiki by now. Turning to look at this cat-like class president who was drooling over her, Yamami felt that this was the proper attitude a weirdo should have, not the obviously rational one like Saya.

"Please stop tarnishing my image, okay? I've emphasized this so many times. I'm really not weird, okay?" Saya shrugged and looked at Komachi, who was leaning against the door with her arms crossed, seemingly quite interested.

Ultimately, it seems that none of the people present ever doubted him or questioned whether he was human.

"Don't look at me. Whether you're weird or not doesn't really concern me. I just want someone to chat with, and I quite like your personality. Besides, you can't beat me, so naturally I won't ask any more questions." Seeing Saya's pitiful expression, Komachi quickly guessed what he was thinking and explained.

"Forget it, let's change the subject. There's really no way to explain this clearly."

Saya, who had been mercilessly defeated by Komachi once again, leaned against the wall and turned ashen-white. He was truly speechless about being labeled as weird every time.

"For example, Komachi, since you're so knowledgeable, do you know any way to extract a monster that's possessed a human body?" Pointing to the cat-like class president who was trying to bite his finger again, Saya decided to ask this professional slacker first. After all, he's lived this long; he should know something about this kind of thing, right?

"You're too naive. People possessed by monsters are gradually corrupted by them. It's gotten to this point. My only advice is to give her a quick death. Don't be fooled by her current clinginess; once she's corrupted enough, you'll be betrayed by her malicious intent." Hearing Saya's question, Yamami shook her head. If there really was a way, she wouldn't have rushed over to try and eliminate Kawatsubasa so quickly.

Even the purification of the gods couldn't separate the humans possessed by the monster; what other method could he possibly have?

"If they are monsters or ghosts born without malice, then there's a saying that fulfilling their wishes might allow them to attain Buddhahood. But if they are supernatural beings, it's true, as she said, that they are corrupted and merged with the soul." Komachi shook her head at Saya. What Yamami said was true, but innate monsters and supernatural beings are actually two different things. The former still have a semblance of goodness, while the latter are completely changed by their inherent malice. So although she looked relaxed now, she still felt quite regretful about Saya's girlfriend.

How could such a polite child encounter something like this?

"However, if you want to help her find peace, it's best to take her out first. If you kill her here, her soul will remain in hell. You should know that the reincarnation function here is almost gone, which is not a good thing." Komachi gave her advice, stroking the cat ears on Amakawa Tsubasa's head.

She had never met someone like Sawa, whose aura was strange but who carried no malice. But such people were always exceptions. Amakawa Tsubasa was clearly not so lucky.

Zuoyou gasped. In the original story, this was something that was easy to deal with, but in this world, it had become something that required giving her a way out.

He can't accept this.

"Yes, Saya-kun would never lay a hand on me, I believe you."

The girl, who had been rubbing against Komachi's hand like a kitten, seemed to suddenly wake up and looked at Saya with a very serious and trusting expression.

Is there really no other way?

Sōyu scratched his head, looking troubled, when he saw a green-haired loli holding a repentance stick that had appeared at the door at some unknown time.

"I think I've got an idea." After exchanging a glance with her, Saya suddenly remembered her request, snapped his fingers, and had a look of sudden realization.

Chapter 214 Solution

"Even if you're not a native of Hell, there are still some rules I hope you can abide by. You understand what I mean, right?" Yama, who entered from the doorway, looked at Saya and Komachi, the only two who weren't sitting in the minecart, with an extremely dignified tone. If you ignored her height, what she said made a lot of sense.

"It's just that it's quieter here, and I don't have to worry about ordinary people seeing me. If you, Lord Shiki, find it offensive, then I'll try to choose another place next time."

Sōyu tried his best to restrain his mischievous nature in front of this girl. If she caught him doing that, even he would find it hard to withstand the lecture.

"No, I don't mind that. Hell isn't just my place. I just wanted to remind you that Hell isn't a place for the living. It's alright for you, but if these two stay too long, they might be bothered by the aura of Hell and feel uncomfortable." Shiki pointed to Amakawa Tsubasa and Hachimami beside her. Although these two were no longer ordinary people, they were still living beings, and staying in Hell for too long would definitely have some effect.

"But that's not the point right now. Anyway, could you please help me take these guys in, Lord Shiki? I now have a reason to help you with your request, so just give me some time." Saya covered his head. Of course, he wouldn't have brought these two in so casually if he wanted to; he was forced to do it.

"Oh, it seems you obviously know something about the Enma Blade." Shiki glanced at Saya with interest. She had originally intended to remind him—if he truly cared so much about that girl, the Enma Blade might be the only way to separate the demon cat from her. But it turned out Saya already knew without her explanation; in other words, he at least knew about the Enma Blade and its general uses.

"I guess so. After all, I know a little bit about everything, though not much, but I have a good understanding of it."

The fact that Sawa Yuhei didn't hide anything from her can only be attributed to the immense fame of the Enma Blade; the True Demon who couldn't double jump deserves much credit.

"Then go ahead. I think you know why I want that knife. This is a good thing for both of us, isn't it? For now, only I can use the knife's special ability. If someone else wields it, it will only be a little sharper." Shiki pointed to Kuro Yuchuan, who had completely quieted down after feeling the aura of the gods because of her arrival.

"As part of the extra reward, I will help you separate the strangeness from her. I think you can accept that result, right?"

Saya nodded. Shiki's suggestion was indeed very beneficial to him, and he naturally understood her purpose: to break down the barrier between the two hells after obtaining the Enma Blade, thus resolving the Hell Correspondence issue. He knew that the Enma King before him shared his deepest dislike for the so-called Hell Correspondence.

"However, there's one thing I don't understand. With your abilities, retrieving that knife from the mortal world should be an easy task, so why did you insist on entrusting it to me?"

Although there must be some reason, Saya still wanted to hear her explanation herself.

"Hell is where the dead reside, while the mortal world is the domain of living beings. As Yama, entering the mortal world, for whatever reason, is against the rules." Shiki shook her head. It wasn't that she couldn't go, but rather that, given her personality, she wouldn't do something that violated the rules.

"You really are quite old-fashioned."

Saya muttered a complaint under his breath, completely unaware of the admiring look Komachi was giving him. She usually only dared to think such things in her mind, and this guy actually dared to say them out loud! Even though it was the truth, wasn't he afraid that Shiki would make things difficult for him? Fortunately, Shiki wasn't petty; he simply waved to Saya, indicating that he could go about what he had just said he wanted to do.

"Oh right, there's something else I'm quite interested in. Could I borrow your mine carts to take a look?" Shiki pointed to the mine carts the three guys were sitting on. If she were to vouch for them, these three would definitely have no way to escape from here, making the mine carts seem dispensable. But that didn't stop her from being curious about them. After all, she had noticed last time that even the Hell Girl, who was a step above Saya, could only obediently sit inside.

"I'll give you one. You can study it if you want, but it's best to have Komachi watch over you. Once you get in, it's hard to get out without help from outsiders."

Saya hadn't expected her to be interested in this thing. After scratching his head, he pulled out another small boat from his backpack and handed it to her. These two things were based on the same principle and were simple to make; even if they broke, Saya wouldn't mind.

After greeting Shiki, who was curiously examining the boat Saya had given her and the minecart that had trapped the three people, Saya walked toward the Gates of Hell leading to the mortal world.

"Saku-kun, are you going to abandon me?"

Yuchuan Yi, who had remained silent since the beginning, watched Wakasa's retreating figure. Suddenly feeling a pang of fear, she snapped back to reality and asked him in a somewhat desperate tone, "Do you think it's possible? I'm just going to find a way to save you. Just wait patiently, like before." Wakasa didn't turn around, but simply waved to her before disappearing into the Gates of Hell. In reality, Wakasa herself didn't have much confidence. Although Shiki had just said that the Enma Blade wasn't that powerful unless it was in her hands, the opponent was still a vampire close to a True Ancestor. Dealing with him wouldn't be as simple as she imagined.

"Hmm, so why didn't she listen to my advice back then?" Saya shook his head, took out the drop of blood that had fallen, and began to construct a pathfinding spell in his hand. "Anyway, let's go find her now. Maybe she'll be easy to talk to and return the Enma Blade."

Chapter 215 Guests of the Jiandong Family

Before heading out to find the vampire wielding the Yamato, Saya immediately contacted Kaguya, who was completely unaware of the situation. Since it was highly unlikely that the vampire was still at school, he would naturally have to leave. Kaguya's safety would then be her responsibility. Saya didn't want to return from dealing with Amakawa Tsubasa only to find that Kaguya's house had been raided.

So, after immediately calling Kaguya, Saya told her that he would be leaving school for a while.

"As long as you keep 02 by your side and don't leave the school, basically no one can hurt you," Saya comforted the girl on the phone. After all, the school is a relatively safe place.

"Weren't you with that class monitor? Why are you suddenly leaving? Did something happen?" Kaguya, who was intently watching how the young lady from the next class she had invited was cooking in the cooking classroom, glanced at 02 waiting at the door with Reisen, and then frowned as she asked Wakasaya.

"Well, there's been a little problem. I need to deal with a monster now, which is also my own business. Anyway, just be careful, okay?" Zuoyou didn't say much more on this topic, but instead emphasized the issue of safety to her again.

"I understand. You can go ahead and do your own thing without worry. Don't worry about me. I'll continue doing what I want to do. Anyway, you'll come looking for me when you get back, right?" Kaguya hung up the phone after saying that. Just as she said, as long as she did what she wanted to do and didn't leave the school, that was the best support she could give Saya.

"Very well, so the only thing left is that troublesome boss." Sōyū shook his head, glanced at the directional arrow made of pure magic floating above his head, and then vanished in the direction the arrow pointed. The Makoto family.

Shinji Matou, who had been unconscious for a whole day, woke up in bed and saw his grandfather standing up from beside the bed.

"You useless piece of trash! It's one thing to be bedridden for so long with an injury of this severity, but you don't even know who did it?"

The old man, hunched over like a mummy with an unhealthy, grayish-white, withered complexion, cursed the newly awakened boy, his cane almost poking him on the head.

"Grandpa, I know I was wrong." The arrogant and domineering young man outside was completely subdued in front of this old man, shrinking his head completely into the blanket, his voice filled with a deep-seated fear.

"Hmph, all you do is admit you're wrong, but you don't reflect on it at all. How could I have such a useless descendant like you? Waking you up was a waste of my magic." The old man shook his wrinkled, bald head. He hadn't uttered a single word of concern since the boy woke up, only complaints. He walked straight towards the door.

He didn't understand why his grandson had no magical talent whatsoever, just like his good-for-nothing father. It was as if he was born to eat the rice of the Jiandong family at an exorbitant price. If it weren't for the need to keep him around to trick one of the two girls from the Tohsaka family, he wouldn't have chosen to waste his precious magical power just to wake up this piece of barbecued pork.

"I used to think that even if you weren't good at anything else, you could at least be a normal spoiled brat. But can you even disappoint me like this?"

The old man stopped in his tracks, his body frozen at the doorway, expressing his disappointment in the young man without turning his head.

"No, Grandpa, let me explain. It's all because something I don't know attacked me, and it must be related to the young lady from the Yuzaki family who appeared nearby at that time. Otherwise, why would I have tried to explain?" But the old man's steps did not stop. He closed the door of his room and left him inside.

"Even so, doesn't this only further highlight the fact that you're a good-for-nothing?" The old man uttered these words, uttered through the door, utterly crushing the boy's pride. Yet, he didn't seem to care at all, leaning on his cane as he walked towards the reception room. He naturally knew that Shinji Matou's coma was inextricably linked to Kaguya Hazaki, who was present at the time, but as he said, it had no direct connection to his grandson being a good-for-nothing.

Moreover, the eldest daughter of the Yuzaki family wouldn't be able to gloat for long anyway; he didn't even have the thought of retaliating to regain his face. The most urgent task now is to adopt one of the two girls from the Tohsaka family. The magic of the Mato family must be passed down, and for this, a highly talented heir is extremely important.

Of course, this was something that had already been discussed with the head of the Tohsaka family. What the old man was really concerned about at the moment was the woman who was already waiting for him in the reception room.

No, it should be the church behind that strange entity. That's what he's most concerned about right now. After waving his hand to direct the servants of the Jian Dong family to retreat and ordering them not to approach without his permission, the old man pushed open the door to the reception room. A smile like a chrysanthemum bloomed on his ugly old face, and his tone carried a hint of flattery.

"The messenger of the True Word Church personally received me; I, Jian Dongzangxian, have failed to greet you properly." The old man, who identified himself as Jian Dongzangxian, personally poured a cup of hot tea from a nearby table and handed it to the impatient woman with short, reddish-brown hair sitting in the reception room. "No need for tea," he said. "I don't like drinking things laced with insect eggs. In fact, the things in your house only disgust me. Let's get down to business." If Qingjiu were here and saw this woman, she would surely utter that famous line.

Years have passed, and the woman's appearance remains unchanged, except that her eyes have become even sharper. She still wears the white coat that resembles a doctor's uniform. The only difference might be the simple, incongruous weapon she carries in her hand—a katana.

“Yes, it’s up to you, Miss Shirley.” Setting down his teacup, Mitsuaki Zouken continued with a slight smile.

Chapter 216 Threat

"I'm here today simply to remind you of the funds the Dong family needs to hand over this quarter. Patriarch Zang Yan, you haven't forgotten, have you?"

"That's natural, Miss Shirley. I will arrange for my servants to transfer the funds needed by the great church very soon, so please rest assured."

However, Zouken Matou, the patriarch of one of the three major conglomerates in Japan, showed no anger whatsoever. Instead, he humbly echoed the woman's words.

"It's good that you understand. As long as you cooperate, the life force provided by the church to extend your lifespan will naturally continue. Since you sincerely believe in God, God will not abandon you."

While talking about the so-called god in the temple, Shirley's face showed a hint of impatience, as if she didn't care about the god she was talking about at all.

"I know what I should do, but there's something I'm not sure if I should say."

Jian Dongzang still kept his head down, but the expression on his face had taken on a sinister look.

"Speak your mind. My time is very precious."

Shelley glanced at the ugly old man with some disgust, making no attempt to hide her emotions.