Don't force me to use my right fist.

"The school festival of Sakura Private Academy is in two days, but there is no decent organization in our class yet. In my heart, you are the only one who can take on this important task. I hope you will not disappoint me."

With a heartfelt pat on Saku's shoulder, Huiyin looked at him as if she were entrusting him with a very important task. At this moment, Saku truly understood what it meant to be completely bewildered.

"Huh? What did you want me to do again?"

Saya's surprised words made Samo, who was lying on his chest, raise her head, but Saya quickly pressed her back down.

What is this school festival thing? Why would we let him organize the event? Is it some kind of fun digging holes in the ground or a collective farming exercise?

He just happened to have cleared a huge tract of farmland in Hell; he's planning to get the whole school to plant cotton together, right?

Sawa, who didn't want to become a capitalist, widened his eyes, wondering if he had misheard.

"Yeah, it's the school festival. You can stop any event you want—maid cafes, haunted houses, anything that doesn't violate school rules—but it absolutely can't embarrass our class."

Huiyin solemnly declared to Saya that she was not joking with him.

"No, why would you come up with such a strange request? You've already done me such a huge favor, why do you have to care about something like this?"

Sōyū asked Keine, puzzled, unaware that the two girls behind him completely understood his feelings. whl?

"I like it, just like you have your hobbies. My hobby is teaching and nurturing students, and making my classes better and better. Is that a sufficient reason?"

Huiyin brushed her hair back, her expression mirroring that of Zuoyou when he was farming.

"Then why me? Do I look like someone with any artistic talent? I usually act like I'm involved in terrorism. Asking me to organize something like this is giving me too much credit, isn't it?"

Sōyū's face was all scrunched up like a bitter gourd. Asking him to fight or deal with monsters would be a simple matter, and if he were to go a little further, asking him to protect someone wouldn't be difficult either.

"You're being too modest. Putting everything else aside, which of the pretty girls in the class have a bad relationship with you? To put it bluntly, besides you, who else in the class can get them involved?" Huiyin pointed to Kaguya and Amakawa Tsubasa behind Saya. Excluding the others, just considering Kaguya alone, Saya is the only one in the entire class who can truly communicate with her. And if he could get these girls involved, what problem would it be if he organized any activity and won first place? Huiyin was very confident in the influence and power of these girls in the class; in terms of looks, the entire school combined couldn't beat them.

Sōyū looked at the two girls behind him somewhat embarrassedly, feeling that there was something strange about what she said.

"But the class monitor... whl"

"No, I can assist you, but I don't have the time or the inclination to be the head of this organization. Besides, I can't command your young lady."

Before Saya could pin the blame on her, Amakawa Tsubasa explained her situation in advance. She had a fairly good relationship with everyone in her class, but that was all. She didn't have many true friends.

In contrast, although Sawa doesn't get along with most of his classmates, he happens to have a good relationship with all the pretty girls.

Even the aloof, silver-haired transfer student had no idea when this guy had secretly hooked up with her.

"Look, you saw it. Besides, you just said you'd give me any orders. You won't go back on your word, will you?"

Huiyin patted Zuoyou on the shoulder again, her earnest words carrying a strange hint of schadenfreude.

...It's only been two days, you have no idea how bad my relationship with the other people in the class is.

Saga has publicly portrayed himself as an arrogant and domineering rich kid. He may have had a few good relationships with some, but the others were just plain awful.

Huiyin is incredibly knowledgeable about Zuoyou's affairs. She's well-versed in history, and even knows how many girls are currently participating in the competition, and how many haven't found partners yet.

Sōyū was speechless for a moment after hearing Keine's words, mainly because what she said was the truth and he had no way to refute it.

"Anyway, that's settled then. I'll be waiting for your good news. I'll be here to see the results. You decide what to do next."

Huiyin waved to Saya and then gracefully departed through the door, leaving Saya standing there dumbfounded, unsure of what to say.

"What is all this nonsense?"

Sōyu scratched his head in confusion. He had just been fighting a great demon to the death a thousand years ago, how could he suddenly be planning a vibrant school festival program?

The problem is, this kind of thing isn't popular in China, and he's never seen how it's done before!

Chapter 506 Did you take the wrong medicine?

Do you need any help?

Although Amakawa Tsubasa enjoyed seeing Saya's rare, somewhat frustrated expression, she wouldn't just stand by and watch him fall into distress.

Moreover, this is also a good reason to be with Saya. What Amakawa Tsubasa does is not important; all she cares about is who she does it with.

"I needed it so badly, Class Monitor! You're my savior, my miracle worker!"

If Saya hadn't been holding his adopted sister in his arms, he would have clung to Amakawa Tsubasa's leg and burst into tears on the spot.

To be honest, among the people present, only Yuchuan Yi probably doesn't have social anxiety. The rest of them, let alone organizing any activities, might even have trouble speaking fluently when talking to their classmates.

Therefore, if Saya really wants to do this kind of thing, Amakawa Tsubasa's power is absolutely indispensable.

"My appearance fee is quite high, so you'd better be prepared."

Amakawa Tsubasa smiled, knowing that being needed by Saya was enough to make her happy. But why not take this opportunity to propose something that would increase their intimacy?

"I'll help too."

To Saya's surprise, Kaguya, whom he had always thought would never be interested in these things, surprisingly offered to help him.

However, judging from her slightly pouting lips, Saya could still tell that she wasn't actually that interested in this matter.

"Actually, the teacher also said that we don't need that many people, so you don't have to force yourself."

Sawa scratched his face sheepishly and tactfully expressed his opinion.

“I said I wanted to help.”

Kaguya met Saya's gaze coldly, her eyes filled with seriousness, as if she wasn't there to help, but rather to give him an order.

As for Saku, he backed down the moment she expressed that attitude. There was no need to clash with Kaguya in this place. It was a good thing that she came to help, right?

"Then it's settled. We'll discuss what to make during dinner. You guys go and rest for a bit, I'll go cook."

Sōyu smiled at the two of them before looking down at the silent girl in his arms.

"Xiao Mo, you've hugged me enough, haven't you? I'm perfectly fine, so don't worry about me so much. I promise I'll definitely let you know next time, okay?"

As he spoke, he stroked Zuo Mo's little head, speaking to her in a soft, gentle voice as if he were coaxing a child.

"No, this is the second time Ayou has lied to me!"

Samo slammed her head against Sayu's chest again, almost suffocating him. Her voice was full of anger, clearly indicating she didn't want to get off him.

Amakawa Tsubasa and Kaguya exchanged a glance before returning to their own rooms. Despite Sagami appearing to be the closest to Sagayu, those who knew Sagayu's personality well understood that he was actually the least threatening one.

Saya simply treated her like a younger sister, and once he made up his mind, it was hard to change it. So, seeing that Saya was in the middle of putting the child to sleep, they naturally couldn't just stand there like idiots. They might as well tidy up their things and take care of their own business for a while.

Zuoyou looked at his adopted younger sister, realizing that there was nothing he could do about her.

Does he have a helipad on his chest or something? Why do all these girls seem to like lying there motionless?

After much persuasion, Zuo You finally managed to get Zuo Mo to release her from his embrace. He then gently pressed her down onto the dining table before finally having time to go into the kitchen.

Although he didn't stay in ancient times for more than a month, Sawa already missed these modern crafts so much.

In ancient times, there weren't so many different kinds of seasonings; even salt had a strange taste mixed in.

The food in the Minecraft world is similar; without the food additives that experts say could harm your health, relying solely on the so-called natural flavor of the food is still somewhat bland.

Finally back in the modern kitchen, Saya didn't hesitate to take out the ingredients she had prepared earlier from the refrigerator and began to cook with care.

Compared to farming and mining, cooking was a hobby of Zuoyou before he transmigrated. Because of this, even though he couldn't enjoy this kind of happiness in Minecraft, he still enjoyed it.

Just as Saya was peeling potatoes and carrots, a small opening appeared in the kitchen. The girl hesitated for a moment, but still walked in.

"Um, it's still a while before dinner. What are you doing here? Have you finished your own business?"

To Saya's surprise, it wasn't Saya who clung to him like a Siamese twin, nor was it Amakawa Tsubasa who liked to chat while he worked.

"Yeah, I was just bored and wanted to come over and chat with you." wh |

Kaguya, having changed out of her K-uniform into a simple loungewear dress, leaned against the kitchen door, her slender fingers nervously twirling at her temples as she spoke.

Her already stunning face appeared even more delicate and youthful under the pink dress. At this moment, she finally lost the sharp edge of a young lady, and her temperament was more in line with her actual age.

"Have you eaten anything strange lately? You seem a bit odd."

Saya stopped peeling the potato. It was normal for Kaguya to come and talk to him, but it was definitely about serious matters. She was just bored and wanted to chat. This reason didn't sound like the young lady of the Hanesaki family that Saya knew.

"You're the one who ate the wrong thing."

Kaguya's gaze instantly returned to its previous icy quality, but it quickly softened again.

"Actually, I just realized that I'm probably the first person you've met, but I always feel like I don't know you as well as that girl with glasses."

Looking down at her little leather shoes, Kaguya's eyes held a hint of sadness.

Even though she was the first girl Sasuke met in this world, her understanding of him is still based on inferences drawn from his daily behavior.

I've never even learned about him through casual conversation like this before.

She had already realized this by the afternoon. It was as if Sōyō was really just her bodyguard. Apart from matters concerning her safety, they were completely like two parallel lines that could never intersect.

However, this is not Hui.

Since she had decided to make Saya hers alone, she had to accept everything about him. That was Kaguya's thought.

Chapter 507 Why are you asking this?

"What do I know about you? You're just an ordinary human being, a little bit good at fighting, and your hobbies are farming, mining, and, well, cooking."

Saya gestured with the beans in his hand at Kaguya and said nonchalantly.

Sōyū didn't mind her coming to chat with him. As long as she didn't throw a tantrum, he was quite happy to chat with people.

He's the kind of guy who enjoys chatting with people he gets along with.

"You may have a slight misunderstanding of the concept of 'ordinary'."

Kaguya raised her head, glanced at Saya with a hint of helplessness, and then spoke.

How could an ordinary person easily defeat dozens of fully armed thugs? Was he some kind of cyborg from the future?

"As long as I feel that way, that's enough. I'm not living for other people's opinions."

Sawa shrugged indifferently and put the prepared potatoes and carrots into the pot.

"So, to put it simply, why did you suddenly want to get to know me? Haven't you always... how should I put it, not cared much about these kinds of things?"

After finishing his work, Saya wiped his hands on his apron and looked at Kaguya with some confusion, adding, "There's no such thing as a free lunch. Kaguya must have her reasons for doing this."