Don't force me to use my right fist.

"Because I've discovered something—something very important to me, something I hadn't realized before, which was my fault, but now I've decided to face it."

Kaguya pursed her cherry blossom-like lips, and a newfound determination appeared in her eyes as she looked at Saya.

"Then, what does this have to do with understanding me?"

Saku was even more confused, his chopping slowed down. What did something so important to Kaguya have to do with understanding him?

"I don't want to say it, at least not now." Kaguya understood that, given her current situation, even if she told Saya that she liked him...

Putting aside the fact that he didn't even have those thoughts, even if he did, Kaguya didn't believe he had any reason to choose her. Aside from being a little better looking, Kaguya knew very well that while she might not be disliked in Sawa's eyes, she was definitely not liked either.

In comparison, the girl with glasses has a much greater advantage in this regard. Therefore, at least now, it's not the right time to reveal one's inner thoughts.

"Well, then let's not talk about that. What do you want to know about me? My past, or how good I am now?"

Sōyū didn't want to force her to tell him why she said that. If she didn't want to say, then so be it. He didn't necessarily need to know.

However, generally speaking, if you want to understand yourself, you probably want to understand your past, right? After all, Sawa thinks he does seem to have quite a few secrets.

"I want to know, do you have, I mean, that kind of thing?"

Kaguya's expression was somewhat awkward and conflicted, and with the two pink blushes on her cheeks, even a blockhead like Saya was momentarily stunned.

Saku never imagined he'd see that expression on Kaguya's face. She really did eat something strange, right?

"Phew~ Do you have someone you like?"

Taking a deep breath, Kaguya suppressed her shyness and asked him this crucial question in a rapid-fire manner.

Sawa almost dropped the cleaver in his hand and cut himself. How did the topic suddenly shift to his privacy?

"Well, there's no need to force a topic when there's nothing interesting to ask, it'll just be awkward."

Sōyū thought she was just out of things to talk about and could only force out this kind of question. Why couldn't she ask if she had anyone she liked, or talk about how he indiscriminately slaughtered great demons a thousand years ago?

Kaguya, seemingly embarrassed and angry, merely glared at Saya, her expression turning somewhat indignant.

"That's all I wanted to ask. Are you going to tell me or not? If you don't want to, you don't have to." wh

Unable to suppress her true nature, Kaguya once again displayed her somewhat willful and capricious temperament towards Saya.

"Okay, okay, I'll take it as you caring about your employees' lives. It's just that I don't really have that idea right now, and I don't have anyone I particularly like."

When Zuoyou saw her like this, he actually breathed a sigh of relief. This was the kind of personality she should have. Before, he always suspected that someone had possessed her.

Saku held up the potatoes and carrots that were placed to the side and added, half-jokingly, to Kaguya.

Kaguya, upon hearing his reply, clearly felt a sense of relief.

What she fears most is that she'll find herself at the finish line, already having people raising their glasses, just as she finds the course. That's an outcome she can't change no matter how hard she tries.

"So, what type of girl do you like? For example, in terms of personality and appearance, are there any other requirements?" wJt

Since she had already started asking these questions, Kaguya simply abandoned any unnecessary shame and frankly asked out her inner thoughts.

But as soon as she said that, Sōyū's gaze towards her became even more strange.

What, is she trying to arrange a blind date for him? When did she become such a caring boss, wanting to know exactly what kind of girl she likes?

While Kaguya's desire to understand herself is understandable, isn't there something slightly wrong with the direction she's taking to understand herself?

But after seeing the hint of threat and expectation in Kaguya's eyes, Saku could only chuckle and swallow his reply about not being able to answer the question.

"As for specific requirements or ideas, I can't really give you any. I can only say that my preferences are somewhat traditional, but at the very least, we need to be able to find each other pleasing to the eye and have compatible personalities, right?"

Sawa didn't think about this question too seriously, but he still kept his preference for long, straight black hair a secret.

XP is not something that can be easily exposed; it's best to just deal with it simply.

"Then, if my personality was changed for you later in life, and that's the kind of person I am now, would you be able to accept that?"

Kaguya's face turned pale. No one knew better than her that, in terms of personality alone, she had no one she could get along with.

Chapter 508 So you're actually a carnivore

Sōyū was increasingly confused about what this girl meant; she had been acting strangely from the very beginning.

"Stop talking nonsense and just tell me, can you accept this?"

Kaguya's shifty gaze betrayed her inner unease, but even so, she still asked Saya a question.

"No, I don't even know who you're talking about, so how would I know if I can accept it? You can't force feelings. You can only say that you're willing to change yourself for the other person. But as for this feeling, I think it's still very sincere."

With a face as wrinkled as a bitter gourd, if Zuoyou hadn't been busy preparing ingredients, he would have made an excuse to slip away long ago.

What kind of weird and wonderful questions are these?

"Can't we force it? Then how can we achieve what you say?"

Kaguya muttered to herself, and thanks to Saya's answer, a bit of color returned to her face.

"Well, this brings us back to the original question. I feel like these things are hard to explain, and I can't really describe them. It's better to just let things take their course. Besides, I don't have any plans to find a girlfriend right now, so you shouldn't worry about this kind of thing."

Saya sighed and replied to her listlessly.

"I have one last question."

After Kaguya learned from Saya that he had no such intention, she was certain that she still had a chance. Having achieved her ultimate goal, she hesitated for a moment before walking from the doorway to Saya, lowering her body to ask him.

Kaguya's long black hair accentuated her fair, milky neck, and the fragrance emanating from her even overpowered the smell of the food in the pot next to Saya.

Looking at the small face that was almost pressed against his own, Sōyu took a step back, struggling to move his gaze away from the girl's neck.

"Then just ask. Why did you suddenly come up to me? It's dangerous when you're cooking, okay?"

Seeing Saya's reaction, Kaguya smiled slightly.

I thought this guy was a blockhead, but it turns out he still knows how to be shy even at this point?

If he's shy, it means he at least sees himself as a girl.

However, that wasn't what she needed to confirm right now. Her slender fingers reached onto the cutting board in front of Saya, grabbed a potato and a carrot from above, and then held them up with both hands.

"You just said that these are your two favorite things right now, right? If you could only choose one, would you choose this pretty carrot, or this potato that's more likely to satisfy you?"

Kaguya gestured at Saya and narrowed her eyes, waiting for his reply.

But to her surprise, when it came to these two agricultural products, Zuoyou, who had just been somewhat timid, suddenly became tough.

Saku took the two ingredients from Kaguya's hands, one on each side, and solemnly placed them in front of him.

His hands clenched tightly like claws; in this respect, Sawa showed absolutely no mercy.

Choose? What's the point of choosing? They're all dishes I like, why should I throw away any of them?

"Then let me tell you, not just potatoes and carrots, but also watermelons, pumpkins, wheat, beets—anything I grow myself and like, no one can say anything to me."

He snorted and picked up the carrot with unwavering defiance, taking a bite, looking just like a fierce beast guarding its food.

"So, in this respect, you're actually a carnivore?"

Kaguya's eyes flashed with a light she couldn't quite describe as she looked at Saya. This guy seemed like a cheerful blockhead, but it turned out he had such a possessive personality, which was something she hadn't expected.

But she didn't say anything more. Instead, she turned and walked out of the kitchen, leaving Saya looking puzzled.

This abrupt and illogical behavior naturally left Sawa even more confused. One minute he was asking about Sawa's criteria for choosing a partner, and the next he was asking him whether he preferred carrots or potatoes.

After much thought, Saya could only attribute it to the peculiar thought processes of girls; he genuinely had no way of guessing what they were thinking. Meanwhile, Kaguya, emerging from the kitchen, saw Amakawa Tsubasa already standing at the kitchen doorway. Clearly, she had overheard Saya's conversation.

"His 'wanting everything' personality seems more troublesome than winning him over, don't you think, Miss Carrot?"

Frustrated, Tsubasa rubbed her forehead and glanced towards the kitchen. Thanks to Kaguya's tower-climbing, she had also discovered this unknown side of Saya's personality.

This abnormal possessiveness isn't just reflected in his crops. If he's still like this when he finally realizes he needs to choose someone he likes, things will get very difficult. Kaguya's face returned to its usual indifferent expression; in fact, aside from Saya, she rarely showed any emotional expression to anyone else.

"Oh? I never expected that the eldest daughter of the Yuzaki family would be such a magnanimous person. But even if you say that, it's no use. Didn't you see that he said it himself? He doesn't have that idea for the time being."

Amakawa Tsubasa waved his hand dismissively, a fleeting look of frustration crossing his face.

"You and I both know very well that he wasn't joking; he really meant it."

He couldn't help but sigh. It was fortunate that Sōyū hadn't figured things out yet; the most troublesome time would come if he suddenly started thinking about finding a girlfriend.

But whether that day will come or not, Amakawa Tsubasa feels there is still a question mark to be placed.

To put it bluntly, the best options for Zuoyou right now are still the manuscript in his hand and his hoe.

If these two things could take human form, then they wouldn't need to create such a tense atmosphere here.

"So what? Whether he has those thoughts or not has nothing to do with what I want. All I want is to get my hands on him first." whl

Kaguya's eyes dimmed, but she quickly rallied.

"I hope so, but if you don't change your personality, I'm afraid you won't even have this opportunity."

As an observer, Amakawa Tsubasa smiled and reminded her, then walked towards the restaurant.

Chapter 509 The Unchanging Answer

Saya had a very happy dinner that evening. After Reisen, who had just returned from the police station, came in, his wish to have a meal together with everyone finally came true.

So even though the meal had a slightly tense atmosphere, Saya was still very satisfied.

Nothing makes him feel more comfortable than sitting peacefully in a restaurant eating with the people he cares about.

Indeed, there's no place like home, not even a golden nest or a silver nest.

After finishing dinner, Zuoyou patted his stomach and went into his room. He pulled out Zuomo, who had shrunk into his room to hide after finishing her meal, before preparing to close the door and start building his fully automated faith farm in Hell.

But soon, the noise coming from the doorway made Saya stop closing the door.

The door, which should have been locked, suddenly opened automatically, instantly attracting the attention of everyone except for Samo, who was still trying to sneak into Sayu's room.

Both Amakawa Tsubasa and Kaguya, who had planned to say goodnight to Saya and then chat with him for a while later that night, stood still and looked towards the doorway.

A woman's sixth sense tells her that a threatening man is approaching.

Her delicate and beautiful face, like that of a doll, was expressionless, and her bright and clear eyes, like rubies, were looking in the direction of Saya.

The next second, with the sound of the box being pulled, the girl walked up to Saya amidst a sea of ​​blank stares.