Don't force me to use my right fist.

So what if he rewrites the plot? As a powerful transmigrator and high school student, does he think anyone can stop him from doing something like this?

Rather, would he be worthy of his status if he didn't do this?

"Yeah, those guys dropped out of school, and then I transferred to Sakura Academy. The teachers and classmates here are all pretty good."

Silently nodding, Asashita Fujino felt deeply touched by Saya's unintentional concern.

"That's good. It's getting late. I'll take you home so we don't run into any strange guys on the way."

Seeing that she didn't seem to be lying, and that changing to a new school meant a new environment for her, with her looks, she should be able to make a lot of friends at school. In that case, the tragedy should be completely avoided, right? Thinking this, Saya nodded in satisfaction and then offered to take her back.

"And remember not to do this alone next time. Find a trusted friend or someone to go with you, so you can look out for each other. It's dangerous for a young girl to be alone at night, you know?"

Finally, not forgetting to remind her to get rid of this bad habit, Saya kept nagging her, completely unaware of the happy little expression on the girl's face.

"So, Saya-kun, can I consider you a friend?"

The girl sitting in the chair looked at Sōyū with a smile on her face and asked him very seriously.

Chapter 514 Excitement for nothing

"I guess so? But how should I put it, if you're going to ask me to come along, I might be quite busy and not be able to find the time."

Saya raised an eyebrow. He understood the general meaning of Asashita Fujino's words. He didn't mind taking a walk and enjoying the night view when he had nothing to do, but he had been quite busy lately.

After receiving Saya's affirmative answer, Asashita Fujino's smile widened, and she pulled Saya to her feet. To be honest, Saya had never seen this girl, who always had a bitter and resentful face in the anime, smile so happily. However, thinking that this was quite nice, he didn't say anything to spoil her mood.

Seeing the girl limping and still trying to pull him along, Sōyū simply shrugged, took a big step forward, and walked up to the girl.

Why didn't you contact your family to come and pick you up?

Looking at the girl with a happy smile on her face, Saya still couldn't bring himself to ask the question.

Judging from her reaction just now, her relationship with her current family may not be as simple as Zuoyou thinks. It's best not to ask such a private question.

"How long are you going to get there if you walk like this? Do you need my help?"

Slightly embarrassed, Saku scratched his head, thought for a moment, and then asked her with enthusiasm.

Asashita Fujino's face flushed slightly, and her eyes darted to the sides, as if she didn't know where to look.

Her little hands were clasped together, and her shy appearance was simply irresistible.

If Saya-kun is saying that, does that mean he's going to carry me back?

Wouldn't that be a bit too intimate? Or maybe he'd have to turn his back on me? But if that happened, wouldn't we be pressed against each other?

I've only known him for a few days, is it a bit inappropriate to be so intimate? But if I reject him, it's because he means well, and I can't bring myself to say it.

And he was right; at her current limping pace, going home was indeed unrealistic. But if her family were to come and pick her up, putting aside the curses from her stepfather, just getting her out of this atmosphere was something the girl absolutely didn't want to give up.

"Okay, thank you." Her mind raced, but her mouth had already involuntarily agreed. By the time Asashita Fujino realized what was happening, she had already been picked up by Saya in a princess carry.

No, really? Is he really that proactive? If someone saw him like that, they'd definitely misunderstand!

Shyly covering her face, Asashita Fujino, who had intended to be reserved and tell Saya that this wasn't appropriate, suddenly realized that her body, which Saya had picked up, had been placed into another strange container.

Opening her eyes, which had been tightly closed out of shyness, Asashita Fujino realized that she had somehow ended up sitting in a small, one-meter-square metal car.

Sawa placed his hands behind the car, pushing her forward as if he were pushing a stroller.

"That will be much more convenient. If you're not comfortable sitting inside, I'll find you some wool padding."

This time, it was Saya's turn to smile. He was even praising himself for his cleverness. This way, there was no need to worry about unnecessary skin contact.

It wouldn't make things awkward for either of them, and he could get her back much faster.

This method is even more effortless for him than other methods.

For some reason, Saku felt that the girl sitting blankly in the mine cart didn't seem as happy as he had expected.

"Saya-kun, you're so thoughtful." w.hl

Asashita Fujino felt her blood pressure inexplicably rise a little. What had she been so excited about?

However, Sawa didn't understand the meaning behind her words. Instead, he thought she was praising him, so he pushed the cart even harder.

With a hint of helplessness in her eyes, Asashita Fujino touched the corner of her mouth with her finger. She realized that she had never smiled so happily since the beginning.

Although Saya's actions didn't achieve the result she had expected, they didn't arouse any disgust in her. Looking up at the sky above Mihoyo, ravaged by light pollution, Asashita Fujino felt for the first time that this kind of everyday life wasn't so unacceptable after all.

Saya's face popped out of sight, looking down at the girl from behind. He spoke to her in a helpless tone, sounding more like an old father pushing a stroller.

Faced with Saya's words, Asashita Fujino simply smiled and then guided Saya towards her house.

The two didn't say anything more on the way, but Asashita Fujino would occasionally look around from a strange perspective, like a child, and turn back to glance at Saya.

I've never felt that this familiar road, which I've walked countless times, could be so strange yet full of fun. Perhaps it's because I've never paid attention to my surroundings. Once I got to the road, some pedestrians hurried by, but no one seemed too surprised that Saya was pushing a cart filled with cute girls.

It's just playful banter between young couples, and we've seen it all before, so it's not anything particularly unusual.

But no matter what, the road will eventually come to an end. When Asashita Fujino came to her senses, she never thought that time could pass so quickly, Saya had already stopped pushing her in front of a rather luxurious mansion.

Although this house is not as grand as Kaguya's former home, the fact that it occupies such a large area in this location speaks volumes about its strength.

Saya casually lifted Asashita Fujino out of the minecart and placed her aside. Only then did he realize that this was probably the first time he had ever used a minecart correctly.

"I'll leave you here. Fujino-kun, please be careful in the future, and don't forget what I told you."

He gave her one last piece of advice, still feeling a little uneasy, before turning to leave.

"Um, Saya-kun, so now that we're friends, can I come see you...?"

The girl looked at Sōyū's back, reached out her hand slightly, and asked him in a low voice, somewhat timidly.

"Of course! We're friends!" whl

Sōyū laughed heartily, then waved and disappeared into the night.

Chapter 515 Come on, crush me!

On the way back, Zuoyou took out his phone, glanced at it, and then put it back. It was already so late; he decided not to bother that "tool-like" senior.

Anyway, he did gain something. Those parasitic monsters didn't give him much else, but at least he lost a lot of experience points.

Earning a little bit every day, and accumulating it over time, is what Zuoyou enjoys most about being a hamster.

After boarding the bus home, Sōyū found a window seat and sat down.

There was no one on the last bus, which was close to midnight, except for him and the driver. If Zuoyou hadn't confirmed that there was nothing strange about the driver, it would have been a good thing that Zuoyou was a handsome and sunny young man. If he were even a little gloomy, the driver wouldn't have wanted to take him.

Forget about whether Sawa is scared or not, the driver is the one who's most scared, okay?

Fortunately, Saya didn't do anything strange after getting on the bus; he just sat by the window, staring blankly at the scenery outside. It was as if a vengeful ghost was rushing up.

Saya noticed the fear in his eyes, but could only laugh it off and not take it to heart.

Fortunately, at the next stop, the driver breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the tall woman standing at the station, seemingly waiting for someone.

As for Sawa, seeing the white-clad woman waiting at the next stop, he too became somewhat intrigued, even sitting up from his seat with a look of keen interest.

There might be some extra gains on the way back, which was something Zuoyou had never thought of.

Well, you only realize it when you get closer. This person just looks strange, but you can't sense any strangeness in their aura.

Besides, would a typical supernatural being just idly carrying around a bunch of vegetables for cooking?

While Saya was still wondering, the driver stepped on the brakes and greeted the woman who seemed to have been waiting for a while.

"Oh, Miss Yata, are you working overtime at the kindergarten again today? Didn't your brother come to pick you up?"

The driver's words made Zuoyou's lips twitch. As soon as he heard the name, he roughly understood why he had that strange sense of déjà vu. But judging from the driver's familiar attitude, she was obviously a normal, ordinary person.

Well, maybe not quite ordinary, but he should be the kind of person who behaves normally in everyday life.

Sōyū carefully examined the woman who got into the car and realized that it was not appropriate to describe her as a woman. However, her figure was too plump and tall, so much so that she looked like a ripe peach, and her first impression should be that of a mature woman who was already married.

But upon closer inspection, her small face, hidden beneath the oversized white hat, clearly revealed her to be that of a normal woman in her early twenties, far from being in her late thirties or early forties.

Speaking of her white dress paired with her explosive figure, and then wearing that oversized white hat, Sawa could only associate her with that strange creature called the Eight-Foot Woman, whose image had gradually begun to change in the doujinshi. Could it be another hidden strange creature? But that doesn't seem right; she's already working at a kindergarten. If this were truly the original, she's being far too tolerant.

Sōyū had planned to observe her more closely after she got in the car, but the woman who had stopped at the parking spot simply shook her head at the driver.

"I'm sorry to bother you, driver, but he promised to come pick me up. I'm just waiting for the car."

As expected of a girl who works in a kindergarten, her tone of voice was unusually gentle, which made Saya wonder if he had made a mistake.

The driver didn't insist that she get on the bus. After she explained her reasons, the bus driver closed the doors and continued on his way with Zuoyou.

"Are the driver and that lady very familiar with each other?"

"Young man, don't think too much about it. She has many suitors, but everyone knows she's a notorious brother-obsessed girl. I advise you to give up on this idea."

When Zuoyou spoke, it eased the somewhat tense atmosphere in the car and lessened the driver's fear.

Sōyū quickly waved his hand. He was just curious about the eight-foot-tall woman, an urban oddity, but he didn't have any particular interest in her.

Although he also has long, straight black hair, he doesn't really like the mature, older woman type.

The driver glanced at him through the rearview mirror, shook his head, and then said nothing more.

Sawa glanced at the woman who seemed to have been picked up by a bicycle, scratched his head silently, and then stopped thinking about it.

Well, the most important thing is that I didn't smell any blood on that girl, which means that even if she is a weirdo, she is the kind of law-abiding person who hasn't killed anyone. Saga isn't like the old Blacksmith, so he's not obsessed to that extent.

Just as Sōyū was about to continue staring out the window, waiting for the bus to pass by his apartment, a strange noise came from behind him, making him turn around.

"bo~bo ~_....

The sound, like a mischievous child blowing bubbles, struck Saya as odd.

I just passed by a fake eight-foot man, and this real eight-foot man is already eager to come and offer himself up for execution, isn't he?

Come on, crush me!

If there hadn't been a driver in the car, Saya would definitely have shouted that out to the terrifying creature with a smile.

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