Don't force me to use my right fist.

"Hmm, never mind, first I have to make this clear to you. If you let them stay here, and since Lady Shiki hasn't objected, I certainly won't say anything. But if anything happens to them, I won't be responsible."

Komachi glanced at the mechanical maids who were working and observing the world with curious eyes, and felt that they were more like a group of newborn children than tools who were only obsessed with their work.

"Don't worry, no one is more reliable than them when it comes to following the rules."

Sawa waved his hand dismissively, then passed through Hell and returned to the basement of his house.

He wasn't wrong. After all, they were maids modeled after iron golems, so their actions would definitely have to follow procedures. Sōyū wasn't worried about them doing anything out of line.

This is evident from the two 0102s in his house, diligently performing their maid duties.

For Sawa, the most important thing right now is to lie in his bed and get a good night's sleep.

It's already past 3 a.m. If I hurry, I can still get three hours of rest.

After yawning, Saya climbed into bed and fell into a deep sleep less than three seconds after his head hit the pillow, his consciousness disappearing into the darkness.

When Sawa regained consciousness, what he saw was not the unfamiliar ceiling of his home.

To be precise, there is no such thing as a ceiling.

Sawa sat up, clutching his head which was throbbing from lack of sleep. Almost instantly, he understood his predicament.

The only people who could secretly lure him to a place like this while he was sleeping, besides his cute green-haired deskmate, were his sister.

When he saw the mature woman sitting on a red sofa in the empty space in front of him, he got the answer.

What puzzled Saya was that Saya coming to see him could be explained by her loneliness, so why was her older sister looking for him?

He shouldn't have had any interaction with this heavyweight Outer God, right? "You survived just as I expected."

Seemingly sensing that Sōyō had woken up, the woman named Shōbu Chiya pointed to the spot in front of her, and a bright red sofa appeared out of thin air where she pointed.

Saya glanced at the sofa, which seemed to come alive and throb like a heart, and his lips twitched involuntarily. He simply stood there, with no intention of sitting down. Who knew if it would turn into a tentacle-like thing? He didn't want to suddenly switch to a doujinshi style.

"Well, don't be so nervous. Actually, I'm here to help you. You know that guy will never let you off so easily, right?" wl Shubu Chiyo's slender fingers formed a circle, which she aimed at Saya's head.

"So, Saya, please sit down."

Chapter 523 I Refuse

Sawa doesn't like being threatened, even if the other person is an extremely beautiful older sister; if he doesn't like it, he simply doesn't like it.

However, if this older sister is not only beautiful but also an Outer God capable of devouring him whole, then Zuoyou might consider her suggestion.

Amidst the other party's words, which sounded more like a considerate reminder than a threat, Saya sighed and sat down as if he were sitting on an air chair, using his legs as a support.

He would rather die than sit on that weird-looking thing. With his physical abilities, maintaining that position wouldn't be a problem. In fact, Zuoyou leaned back a bit, as if there really was an invisible sofa behind him.

"Alright, I've sat down. Please, Qianye, just say what you need to say. I still have to get up early."

The other party's control over this world was obviously far greater than her sister's; at least Sōyū could only barely bring up the command bar and couldn't even open her backpack.

But it's not worth turning on creative mode just for something like this. Every little bit helps, right?

"Pfft, Zuoyou, you really have a unique personality. No wonder my sister likes you so much."

Seeing that Sōyū had already made such a move, Shubichiya laughed instead, losing all interest in teasing him, and instead began to explain why she had come to find him.

"Let's get down to business. From what I know, you must have a grudge against those guys from the True Word Church, right?"

Without refusing to admit it to Sōyū, the white-clad woman, exuding a mature allure, pressed her slender fingers against her delicate lips.

"As luck would have it, you should know that I don't quite like the guy they believe in. It wasn't a big deal before, but now that his daughter has been summoned by that group of Truth Church people, I've suddenly become interested."

Her fox-like, alluring eyes glanced at Sōyū, and the almost ripe woman gave him a flirtatious look.

"Brother Zuoyou, you'll definitely have to deal with that girl in the future. If you win, could you hand her over to me? If you agree, I might be willing to help you with a little something."

Speaking to Saya in a provocative voice, Shubu Chiya stretched out on the sofa like a lazy, luxurious big cat.

Despite her seductive gestures, Sōyu remained unmoved. The older sister's words sounded appealing, but unfortunately, he wasn't so easily fooled.

"Well, I'm sorry, but if I'm not mistaken, she shouldn't have anything to do with these things, right?"

Sawa seriously rejected her suggestion, which on the surface was basically full of benefits for him.

If Sōyuu hadn't known how important that blonde keyhole girl was to that daughter-obsessed Outer God, he probably would have agreed.

But Zuoyou couldn't guarantee that if he really made a move on that girl, who knew if her true form would forcibly descend from outside the world.

At that time, Qianye, who is also one of the Three Pillar Gods, might be fine, but he would suffer.

Furthermore, Sōyū knew very well that the blonde little girl was a well-behaved child under normal circumstances and had not done anything wrong, so he had no reason to harm her.

He understood that the Church of Truth was against him, and that the Lord was the one who had wronged him.

"Tsk, are you worried about angering that guy? But why didn't you consider that this would anger me as well?"

As Qianye's expression changed halfway through her sentence, a large number of strange tentacles appeared behind her, as if the entire space was shrouded in a suffocating aura. Accompanied by a threatening tone, it made Zuoyou's body stiffen involuntarily.

"You wouldn't do that. If you wanted to, you would have done it already."

Taking a deep breath to relieve the pressure, Saya stood up despite Chiyo's oppressive gaze. Ignoring the tentacles that were eyeing him menacingly, he stretched.

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now. I really have to get up early today."

With a slightly casual expression, Saku waved his hand, but in reality, he had already typed out the command to enter creative mode in the input field and was ready to send it at any time. He looked at the woman in front of him.

"Why are you so nervous, Brother Zuoyou? It was just a joke."

The oppressive atmosphere, seemingly about to explode, instantly dissipated. Shubu Chiya, who had just sat up, retreated back onto the sofa like a cat.

The tentacles behind her also vanished, as if they had never existed.

"So, young man, you're going to take action against the Church of Truth eventually, aren't you? Don't you have anything to ask me, the one who knows your opponent best?"

With one hand supporting her chin, Chiya's tone returned to normal as she continued to smile at Saya.

"What is the price?" whl

Sōyū naturally had many questions he wanted to ask this Outer God about the Church of Shingon. After all, this Outer God was on par with the deity worshipped by that church, and surely knew more than Sōyū, who knew nothing.

However, these Outer Gods have no goodwill towards humans whatsoever, and Zuoyou doesn't think she would help him unconditionally.

"Why are you being so calculating? Can't we have even a little bit of affection between us? You're my sister's friend, after all, right?" Shubu Chiya waved her hand apologetically, acting like an innocent and naive older sister.

But soon, the words that came out of her mouth only sent a chill down one's spine.

"Of course, now that I've answered your question, I think it wouldn't be a problem for you to also wipe out all those noisy and ignorant bastards in the entire True Word Church."

A bloodthirsty killing intent flashed in her eyes, as if she herself had killed those people with her own hands.

However, Saya simply shook his head and rejected her once again.

“I don’t usually kill people. If those guys from the Church of Truth are all weirdos, then it’s not a problem for me to take action. But if they still retain their human identities, then I’ll leave them to be dealt with by other people.”

Looking directly into Qianye's eyes, which concealed a bloodthirsty glint within their alluring beauty, Zuoyou answered neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Shubu Chiya frowned slightly, her slender fingers tapping incessantly on the sofa.

Then, just as Saya was preparing for a possible attack from her, she suddenly stood up and sniffed the air with her little nose.

"Damn it! How did Saya end up in the kitchen again! I've already told her she doesn't have the talent!"

With a complaining tone, she muttered something to herself, then waved her hand as if she had lost interest in Sōyō, and vanished from his sight, along with the surrounding space.

Sawa opened his eyes in confusion and saw the familiar ceiling of his room.

In a way, wouldn't you say Saya saved his life?

Chapter 524 Incomprehensible

After quickly washing up, Saya walked out of the room, yawned, and went into the dining room.

He barely rested after a whole night of working. Although staying up all night wouldn't cause him to suddenly die, he was definitely not feeling well.

After all, it wouldn't be a problem if he really had to stay up all night, but every time he felt like he could sleep, a bunch of things would suddenly pop up, which inevitably made him feel like he was being toyed with.

The kitchen was eerily quiet. When Zuoyou first entered, he thought he was the only one there. But when he pushed open the door, he was met with the cold gazes of two girls.

Silently walking up to the breakfast that seemed to have been prepared for him by Amakawa Tsubasa, Saya secretly glanced at the two expressionless girls eating their breakfast with a thief-like look.

He didn't know why he suddenly felt so insecure, even though this should have been his home.

As the head of the family, he couldn't stand up for himself, which puzzled Saya.

As for Amakawa Tsubasa and Kaguya, they only glanced at him when he came in, and then continued eating their breakfast quietly as if they hadn't seen him at all.

Fortunately, Zuo Mo jumped into Zuo You's arms, which broke the slightly awkward atmosphere.

"Ayou~ When are we going to school? You're not going to leave me in the student council room again today, are you?"

She was still wearing her mask and sunglasses, which she almost never took off, but the expectation in Zuo Mo's tone was undeniable. He affectionately patted her little head; only this adopted little sister would never give him a hard time.

After coaxing Zuo Mo to the side to eat, Zuo Yu glanced again at the two who seemed to be selectively ignoring him. He could only shrug and quickly finish what was on his plate.

I'll just ignore him then. It's not like I haven't seen people throw tantrums like that before.

Sōyū doesn't tolerate them.

"I've finished eating. If you're not in a hurry, I'll take Zuo Mo to school first."

He devoured his breakfast almost in a flash, wiped his mouth, and then led the obediently waiting Zuo Mo out the door.

Throughout the entire process, Kaguya silently fiddled with the food in front of her, without making any other movement.

Judging from her constant poking and fiddling with the food on her plate, it was clear that she was not in a very good mood.

"Miss, I don't think this is the time to be troubled here. Didn't you already say before that if you don't take the initiative, I don't think he's the kind of person who can understand your intentions?"

On the contrary, Reisen, who had been watching Kaguya's rather refined behavior the whole time, shook her head and decisively reminded her young lady.

It's okay to have a disagreement, but if it's not explained clearly, she's sure Sawa won't understand why he's having a disagreement.

"But he's already brought people home, shouldn't he have explained things first?"

No longer willing to pretend in front of Reisen, Kaguya put down her chopsticks with a hint of grievance in her voice.

"But Miss, you didn't tell him it was because of this. If you don't speak up, most people won't understand your actions."