Don't force me to use my right fist.

The girl pushed up her glasses; Saku's reply essentially confirmed her guess.

"As for how I deduced that, it would be very boring to explain it to you."

"So, I only have one small request."

"You said."

As Sōyū watched the girl's retreating figure, he couldn't think of anything she could possibly ask of him.

"If something really goes wrong, can you try your best to minimize the impact on the school? I would be very troubled if the school were to close."

Amakawa Tsubasa stopped at the door of an office, turned around, and looked into Saya's eyes with his purple eyes hidden behind round glasses.

"Well, this is not something I can control. I can only say that I will do my best."

Sōyu noticed the seriousness in her eyes, paused for a moment, and then gave his answer.

The location of the incident is not up to him; it mainly depends on the thoughts of those who want Kaguya dead.

But is it really possible for someone to dislike holidays?

This is probably what they call a good student.

Sōyū, vaguely recalling that there must be another reason why the girl in front of him didn't want a holiday, tapped his head.

"Thank you then. We've arrived at Teacher Huiyin's office. I'll head back now."

Having received Saya's reply, the girl nodded, knocked on the door for him, and then turned and walked back towards the classroom.

A strange girl.

However, she is quite easy to talk to, especially compared to a certain young lady.

Sōyū mentally formed an initial impression of Amakawa Tsubasa.

"Come in."

Huiyin's voice came from inside the office, interrupting Saya's thoughts.

"Oh, it's Saya-kun. You're here to pick up your textbooks, right? I'll get you a copy right away."

When Huiyin, who was sitting upright in her chair, saw that it was Saya who had come, she knew his purpose and made a gesture to wait a moment. She then turned around and began to rummage through the bookshelf next to her desk.

"Thank you, Teacher Huiyin."

As he smiled at her, Zuoyou switched to the iron bucket from the toolbar and held it in his right hand.

This is for verification, to save lives, and it's academic!

Saya silently thought to himself, trying to find excuses for his actions, standing behind Keine.

We'll soon find out if Master Huiyin is the same yokai as in the original work.

Standing behind Huiyin, Zuoyou rubbed his hands together, his right hand, which was holding the iron bucket, trembling slightly, and waved it lightly at the teacher in front of him who was still concentrating on organizing his textbooks for various subjects.

"Eek~"

Huiyin, who was intently searching for something, made a strange sound. Her legs went weak, and she could only barely kneel down by holding onto a bookshelf.

Zuoyou, on the other hand, stared blankly at the iron bucket in his hand, which gleamed with a light that only an enchanted object could produce.

This……

Another bucket, please.

Sōyū subconsciously pulled out an empty bucket and right-clicked it.

"Hmm~"

Once again, Huiyin felt a strange tingling sensation flow from the top of her head to her whole body. She finally lost the strength to steady herself. Her hand holding the bookshelf fell down, and the textbooks she was holding scattered on the ground.

At that moment, she felt as if something had been pulled out of her body, and she couldn't lift a single ounce of strength.

That's strange. It's not a full moon tonight. Besides, this shouldn't be the prelude to a transformation, right?

Huiyin, who was lying on the ground, turned around and saw Saya, who had already put the iron bucket into his backpack.

"No. Are you alright, teacher?"

Saya, forcing himself not to betray any flaws in his expression, looked at his teacher, who looked only a few years older than him, with concern and tentatively asked a question.

This wasn't exactly faking it; after all, he had only right-clicked on the blocky cows before, so who knew what effect this thing would have on the other cows?

After all, not every cow can produce milk indefinitely like in Minecraft, right?

"It's nothing, I'm sorry for scaring you, Saya. It's probably because I've been sitting for too long and my blood sugar is a little low."

Huiyin rubbed her head. The strange feeling came and went quickly, and even though she used her demonic power to examine herself while Zuoyou wasn't paying attention, she didn't find anything unusual.

Rather, I felt a sense of relief that I hadn't experienced in a long time.

It was as if a burden had been lifted.

If it weren't for the student in front of her, she would have wanted to take a good nap right now.

Huiyin did not suspect that Zuoyou had done anything wrong.

No matter what, she is a half-demon. If she could be outmaneuvered right under someone's nose, do you think she's a pushover?

But if someone really wanted to assassinate her, the method was too strange, wasn't it?

Confused, Huiyin leaned on the bookshelf to stand up again, watching as Zuoyou helped her pick up the textbooks that had accidentally fallen to the ground.

This child is quite sensible; I'll take better care of him in the future.

"Are you sure you don't need to go to the infirmary?"

Sōyū, still feeling a bit guilty, pressed on with more questions.

"It's okay. The textbook you just picked up is the one you need. You go back to class first. I'll just sit here and rest for a bit."

Huiyin waved to Zuoyou, indicating that he didn't need to worry too much about her and that his studies were more important.

She didn't actually have any problems; she was just a little confused as to why she suddenly had this feeling.

In addition, he felt a little embarrassed about making a fool of himself in front of the students.

"Okay, thank you, teacher. I'll go back to the classroom now."

Sawa didn't say anything more and turned to leave the office.

Unbeknownst to Huiyin, Zuoyou, who had turned his head away, was secretly swallowing as he looked at the bucket of white liquid emitting an eerie glow in his inventory.

This should also be considered milk, right?

Chapter Twenty-Two: The Minotaur Slayer

【Baize's milk】

The system only provided this brief description, failing to even describe the effect.

Upon closer examination, it seems that the Minecraft system itself does not have the function of explaining what items are used for; the reference book was only added in a few later versions.

There is no G-key crafting table for Zuoyou.

Therefore, he was hesitant to try out the effects of this thing.

The most crucial point is that he only has two buckets of this precious stuff. If he uses them up and then goes to get more, it will give him away and raise suspicion.

Anyone would be suspicious if their legs went weak whenever they saw him, right?

Not to mention that the other party is a half-demon named Bai Ze who can access historical records.

In other words, the system's milking function is just a matter of right-clicking. Even if she checks the history, she probably won't find anything suspicious. But if she does it a few more times, the result will definitely be different.

However, this at least proves one thing.

As Saku walked towards the classroom, he rubbed his chin and sorted out the information.

Regardless of whether the other characters will follow the original plot, his teacher is definitely a monster.

Fortunately, both the original work and the original Bai Ze are among the few friendly yokai to humans, so it's not a particularly bad thing that Teacher Huiyin wants a yokai.

The same applies to Sōyu.

The prerequisite is that she doesn't see the two buckets of milk in his backpack.

There's also one more thing, which is a pleasant surprise.

Zuoyou glanced at the iron bucket lying in his backpack.

Did they really classify Huiyin as a bull? If someone who's just a half-demon with bull horns can be considered one, then the scope of that classification is really broad.

Moreover, judging from Huiyin's performance, the iron bucket seems to be quite lethal to the bulls.

Doesn't this practically designate him as the Minotaur Killer?

Imagine, in the future, whenever you face monsters like minotaurs, or even anything with bull horns, with Zuo You's Iron Bucket in hand, wouldn't the Bull Demon King drain them clean?

The scariest thing about this thing is that in Minecraft, milking doesn't care whether the cow is male or female.

If you keep holding the empty bucket and right-clicking, the female monster is okay, but the male...

Sōyū shuddered.

Fortunately, he didn't grow horns.

Using his boundless imagination, Saya returned to the classroom door of Class 1, Grade 2.

Saya, who was about to return to his seat, frowned when he saw that the girl who should have been sitting in front of him was nowhere to be seen.

Didn't I remind this guy not to leave the classroom?

With a somewhat grim expression, Saya put his textbook back on his desk, looked around, and found that the only person he could somewhat recognize, Amakawa Tsubasa, was also nowhere to be seen.

Now even finding someone to ask where they went has become a problem.

After a moment's thought, Sawa didn't hesitate and stood directly in front of a green-haired girl sitting nearby.

"Hey student!"

Saya tapped the girl's desk, making her tremble like a startled rabbit.

"W-What's wrong? Saya-kun, call me... just call me Saya-kun, Shubu Saya."

The girl shrank back, her dark green hair trembling like cat ears on both sides, clearly startled by Saya's sudden conversation with her.