Don't force me to use my right fist.

"You bullied my little brother, and now you come asking me why? What do you think the reason is?"

The woman, who had tried to break free several times without success, finally gave up. She picked up her wine bowl, took a sip, and then looked back at the unconscious bandit on the ground.

"They robbed me first, it was self-defense, do you understand?"

Sayaichi explained seriously that such a reason was obviously invalid for him.

"Isn't robbing what mountain bandits are all about? Besides, you're a fat sheep, what's wrong with taking a little from you?" whl

As expected of the eccentric leader of this group of bizarre mountain bandits, Zuoyou now understands the thought processes of that group.

"Robbing money is one thing, but how do you explain robbing me of my virtue? They said they were going to rob me of my virtue and give it to you."

Zuoyou sighed. Although the woman's stunning beauty and voluptuous figure, which could make one's blood boil at just one glance, made it seem like he had gotten a good deal by being taken advantage of, this was a matter of a man's dignity!

The woman, who had also raised her eyebrows, was about to get angry, but after carefully examining Saya, she slowly nodded.

"You're quite good-looking, and I'm also very optimistic about your abilities, so perhaps it's not unacceptable."

The blonde woman looked at Saku with an expression that said, "You can try it," and smiled again.

"I'm sorry, you can accept it, but I can't."

Sawa was utterly exasperated by this woman's thought process; were all demons' thinking this unpredictable?

In short, the woman, eager to fight Saya, boldly handed him her wine bowl, her expectant expression never fading.

Sōyū sighed, finally understanding what she was thinking.

Taking the wine bowl from the woman's hand, Sōyu drank the remaining wine without hesitation before releasing his grip on her fist.

"Let's do it then, we'll talk after we've finished."

He handed the empty wine bowl back, stretched his body, and then clenched his fist and said to her.

"That's right, I like your straightforward and generous personality. I'm increasingly optimistic about you."

A bold and unrestrained laugh erupted from the woman. She casually took the wine bowl that Sōyu had tossed back, drank a mouthful of the newly conjured wine, and then looked at Sōyu with increasing...

"You are an opponent worthy of my full strength!"

She took a sudden step forward, and the ground seemed to tremble as a result. Orange-red power burst forth from the woman's body, but was then forcibly suppressed and returned to her body by several chains that appeared out of nowhere.

A warlike glint shone in her red eyes, and her fist clenched tightly in her empty arm. Without making any further preparations, the woman named Hoshio Yuugi attacked Saya once again.

Saya, who had been looking forward to a proper fight with this guy, was momentarily stunned upon hearing the name. By the time he came to his senses, the woman's clenched fist was already in front of him. Saya flew backward like a meteor, glanced down at his iron armor that was almost falling apart after just one punch, spat out a mouthful of blood, and finally came to his senses.

"Good heavens, Hong Yousan, instead of squatting in hell, you've come up to earth to be a bandit king and experience life, huh?" Saya said helplessly, his eyes gradually becoming serious.

Chapter 400 I'm Starting to Like You

Since he's taking this seriously and preparing for a fight, Sayu will naturally go all out.

Having abandoned his usual nonchalant attitude, Saya forcibly stabilized his body from the backward flight and even removed his armor.

If you're going to fight, fight seriously. Wearing armor and using drugs are insults to the opponent, and Zuo You isn't that despicable.

"You're finally getting serious, huh? That's it. Let me enjoy a battle where I give it my all."

Looking with delight at the young man before her, who, despite showing no signs of power fluctuations, still exuded an immense sense of oppression, the tall woman named Hoshio Yuugi took another sip of the wine from her bowl and praised Saya.

Sōyu responded by taking a steady step forward and, without holding back the power of his fist, throwing a straight punch at her chest.

The sound of air exploding, along with the powerful fist, approached the seemingly unprepared woman. As if in response to Sōyū, a glint of light flashed on the red horn on the woman's head, and she threw a punch that collided with the fist.

A sound like meteorites colliding came from the point where their fists clashed, and even the environment around their fists seemed to distort slightly, as if their fists had shattered space itself.

"Break!" As the two sides were locked in a stalemate, Zuoyou's eyes showed no hesitation or distress. His not-so-strong arm tensed up once again, and with his shout, the small, white fist that had been blocking his way gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.

She took another step forward, her footsteps landing heavily on the ground like drumbeats, the dull thud sounding like a massive object crashing to the earth, rather than her...

The blonde woman, her teeth clenched, was almost touching Saya's face, her sharp red horns piercing through the tips of his hair.

She stopped the increasingly weak fist, and with a roar from Yuugi, she even pushed Saya's fist back a little.

"District Classification..."

A slight upturn at the corners of her lips, even though the bulging veins on her face and the unstoppable sweat on her forehead had completely ruined her gentle feminine beauty, it also added a touch of wildness.

Although the man before her possessed terrifying power, there was no reason why her power as a demon should be weaker than his!

Bearing this belief, the woman continued to press her fist forward with all her might. At this point, whoever yielded would essentially have secured victory. She couldn't lose to a human, at least not in terms of power; as a demon, she didn't want to lose to anyone.

But as Yuugi looked up and saw Saya's equally serious, furrowed brow, she felt a strange pang of unease. Why was he acting so nonchalant despite being at a disadvantage? Did he have some kind of backup plan?

However, as it turns out, Yongyi was overthinking it.

Sawa didn't want to lose either. He wasn't the kind of person who was particularly competitive, but he also couldn't accept a fight where both sides were really serious. So, when he realized that his punch was being slowly suppressed, his pupils contracted, and his already tense arm swelled up again.

Admittedly, he could easily win this match by simply giving himself a buff or activating Imagine Breaker, but Sayu, who always tries to avoid trouble, is taking this match seriously.

Is it because she has an extra horn? Or is it because she's not human?

"Don't look down on humans!"

Sawa, who was completely focused, didn't even notice that as he shouted, his eyes momentarily displayed a texture error similar to game garbled text, turning into pure white light, and at the same time, his virtual blocky arm merged with his right hand.

Sawa felt a surge of new energy flowing from his shoulder, and he swung his fist down forcefully. This time, the woman's fist, which had been blocking his way,...

Saya's fist, having broken through Yuugi's defenses, slammed into her chest without any resistance. The whistling sound of the fist even caused her yukata to billow. Yuugi, knocked back by the force of Saya's attack, could only look down at the fist. Even if she were to be struck by this force, she felt no regret or remorse. To be knocked down honorably in such a battle might be a decent way to exit. Closing her eyes, Yuugi took a deep breath, bracing herself for the blow, and awaited the pain of the impact.

However, this time seemed to drag on endlessly. Even with her eyes closed, she still did not feel the pain that should have come, nor the impact of being struck by such a powerful force.

Even the wind pressure had disappeared, causing her to open her eyes in confusion. What she saw was Sawa's half-closed eyes, his fist hovering a few centimeters from her chest.

Saya glanced at Yuugi's chest, which had been blown to the sides by the force of his punch, revealing a neckline that almost exposed his stomach. He sniffed, withdrew his fist, and turned away.

He rarely hits women. Besides, this is just a friendly spar, it's enough to stop there, there's no need to fight to the death. Although the person opposite him isn't even human, and is a real female ghost of Zhang Jiao, at first glance, apart from her enthusiasm for fighting, Zuo You doesn't see anything so evil that she needs to be humanely destroyed.

"You rascal, I've realized I'm starting to like you."

Yuugi was taken aback by Saya's unusually innocent appearance, then reached out and hooked his arm around Saya's neck, laughing loudly at him.

Chapter 401 Strange Points

Sister, don't joke like that, we've only known each other for less than an hour.

Saya took a step to the side, freeing himself from Yuugi's arm, and looked awkwardly at the woman in front of him who exuded a mature, womanly charm.

"Hey? This is no joke. I like strong people. If you are strong enough, you will naturally earn my respect."

Yuugi patted Saya's back hard, and his smile widened.

Yuugi certainly didn't mean to deceive Saya in this regard. If Saya had the same idea, Yuugi felt that he would definitely not mind getting to know him.

Even though he didn't know Saya's name or his personality, Yuugi, who firmly believed that fists don't lie, thought his punches were completely unfounded.

"Well, then I can only say I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I don't have any plans in that regard yet."

Sawa's lips twitched. Fortunately, she didn't say anything about having to date her if he defeated her. It was just a ridiculously cheesy thing. If she just asked him to think about it, then there was still room for maneuver.

With no trace of sadness at being rejected, only a hint of regret on her face, Yuugi shook her head and decisively handed the sake bowl in her hand to Saya.

Sawa even suspected that she was just saying those things to persuade him to drink, but if drinking a little alcohol could get him out of this mess, he was quite happy to do so.

Without refusing Yuuki's offer again, Saya took the wine bowl from her hand, drank it all in one gulp, and then handed the bowl back.

"I like your straightforward personality. Those scoundrels can't even drink properly, yet they have the nerve to call me 'Big Sister'."

With a smile that hadn't faded, Yuugi left Saya's side, kicked the bearded group on the ground, and said...

She noticed from the moment she arrived that her men had only been knocked unconscious, which showed that Sōyū was definitely not the kind of person who was bloodthirsty, a point that pleased her greatly.

"Speaking of which, I seem to have forgotten to ask your name, and also, why did you attack my group of henchmen?"

Yuugi casually found an empty spot and sat down. As if she wasn't worried about her bathrobe being exposed, she propped herself up on her thighs and continued drinking. With slightly tipsy eyes, she looked at Saya and asked.

"Zuoyou, and it wasn't me who attacked your underlings, it was your underlings who attacked me."

Saya said his name, and after finding a place to sit down like Yuugi, he stretched his arm, which was inexplicably sore from punching earlier.

"And another thing, why did your men have to become bandits? It couldn't have been your idea, could it?"

With a thought that "she's a beautiful woman, but unfortunately she's a thief," Saya looked into Yuugi's eyes. Could it be that she had some hidden trouble?

"Being a bandit is just a side job for them. They only use what I gave them to get something back from them when they see someone like you who is obviously rich and powerful. Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to live so easily in their village."

Yongyi shook her head. She was just a ghost, after all. She might be good at fighting, but teaching her bunch of cheap, handpicked henchmen how to live was just wishful thinking.

"And then you demand that they only rob the rich and not the poor, right?"

Saya frowned. It seemed that it wasn't just Shibata Ai's village that was suffering from famine, but rather the entire region of Japan was experiencing hardship.

“What kind of skill is it to bully the weak? Besides, robbing the rich is a faster way to make money.”

Ultimately, Yuugi, being a demon and not human, didn't think there was anything wrong with what he was doing. He shrugged indifferently and looked at Saya.

"What, Brother Zuoyou, are you trying to uphold justice and bring us to justice?"

As if he wasn't worried at all that Saya would actually do that, Yuugi lazily turned over and said.

"Forget it, it's too much trouble. But there's one thing I won't cause you any trouble, but how should I put it, your men scared away the person who was supposed to lead me to the nearby town. You'll have to take responsibility for that."

Sōyū waved his hand. He wasn't particularly interested in such things. The only thing he cared about was who their leader, the blonde woman in front of him, really was.

Now that he had figured out who they were, Sayu naturally had no intention of continuing to play with this group.

"What are you doing in town? Oh right, I remember what people like you are usually called... Oh, Onmyoji, I think?"

Looking left and right, Yuugi scratched his head, feeling that Saya was different from the strangely dressed Onmyoji he had met before. He had a feeling that Saya's identity was not so simple.

The clothes he was wearing were, in fact, even stranger than those of the Onmyoji.

"No, just think of me as an ordinary person with superhuman strength. I'm going to town, um, wait a minute, it doesn't seem necessary to go to town."

Zuoyou snapped his fingers. The reason he wanted to go to the town was to see if anyone knew those god-like figures from before, and ask if there was a way back.

But isn't there a demon right in front of me who looks like she's lived for many years? Wouldn't it be much easier to ask her anything?

"Anyway, we'll talk about this later. I have a question I'd like to ask you. I don't think you'll refuse, right?" wJ