Don't force me to use my right fist.

"Mr. Monster, do you know what the most profound truth I've learned in the past thousand years is?"

Enma Ai withdrew her fingers and cupped Saya's face, turning him towards her.

"Um?"

"The point is that resentment is a kind of emotion, and human emotions are precisely the most irrational things."

She shook her head in disappointment. If it were the little girl from a thousand years ago, she might have been just as confused as Saya, but now she was numb. She just needed to follow the rules of Hell Correspondence.

Sawa was so shocked by Enma Ai's words that he didn't know what to say. After hesitating for a long time, he finally looked down at the woman in his arms who was about to get up and work.

Even though she said that, Sawa still believed that this Hell Correspondence was wrong from the root, and he couldn't just sit idly by and do nothing about something that was wrong.

Enma Ai, whose kimono fluttered without wind, shook her head and coldly watched as the girl below tore the red thread off the straw doll in her hand.

"The rules of Hell Communication state that the cursed person must be sent to Hell."

In the final moment before disappearing from Saya's sight, Enma Ai suddenly turned back and gave Saya a smile that seemed somewhat familiar, before uttering a sentence that appeared to have nothing to do with what had just been said. However, Saya immediately understood.

Looking down, he saw the teacher, who had been walking towards the classroom, vanish into thin air as if erased with an eraser. Only then did Saya shrug and turn towards...

With the pumpkin head skillfully attached to his head from the backpack, Zuoyou strode directly into the Gates of Hell.

On the opposite side of this gate to hell, Enma Ai was slowly navigating a small boat. The teacher who had just disappeared was now lying on the boat, clearly unconscious.

After waving to the familiar girl as a greeting, Saya simply picked up the unconscious teacher with one hand and threw him into the Gates of Hell behind him.

The rules of Hell Correspondence only state that you can bring someone down, but they don't say you can't bring them back, right?

This falls outside the scope of the rules.

Saya smiled and waved to Enma Ai after exchanging a glance with her, then escaped from hell before the Three-Eyed Spider, who was likely to discover him, could react.

Chapter 551 No, that's personal emotion

Having easily made his way back from hell, Saku returned to the rooftop. After casually taking the teacher he had just thrown out to a secluded corner and placing the letter there, he looked behind him at the kimono-clad girl who had also just emerged from hell.

"Do you think it would put you in a difficult position if I did this?"

Looking at Enma Ai with some embarrassment, Saya felt as if he and she were conspiring to fool the Three-Eyed Spider.

"The rule of Hell Girl is to send the cursed to Hell, and what happens to them after they leave Hell is none of my business."

Enma Ai tilted her head slightly, her expressionless face remaining blank.

How could my boss be so ruthless to me? How come I didn't realize it before?

But thinking about it carefully, it does seem to make sense. After I pulled Amakawa Tsubasa out of hell, I never saw Ai and the others cause her any more trouble. Does that mean we still have to abide by such rigid rules?

Sōyū even suspected that the reason why the Three-Eyed Spider hadn't come to capture him a second or third time after its failed attempt might be related to this thing.

Saya hesitated for a moment, but decided to mention it to the girl in front of him anyway. No matter what, the rules and regulations of Hell Correspondence seemed to be a product that had been twisted and deformed by resentment.

"I understand, but I don't have the power to change it, while you do. When no one is around, Ai still reveals a hint of that girl from a thousand years ago, reaching out and taking Saya's hand once more, as if only in this way can she..."

Saya raised an eyebrow. It seemed that the waters of this new hell were not shallow. Judging from her behavior, it was clear that she had a premonition.

"Speaking of which, the reason I was being chased by the Three-Eyed Spider was also because of that damn rule?"

After some hesitation, Sawa decided to voice his doubts. After all, this was the little girl his family had once raised, and seeing her like this now showed that all that pampering hadn't been in vain.

"That was originally supposed to be done by me, but Shiro took matters into her own hands. You should know why. It was her personal wish, but it was a change within the rules." Hearing Saya ask this, even Enma Ai's lips couldn't help but curve into a slight smile. She didn't feel any resentment towards the Three-Eyed Spider for sending Saya back a thousand years; on the contrary, she felt a little grateful to her for clarifying everything.

After all, without the Three-Eyed Spider's actions, she wouldn't have met Sayu, nor would she have had the experience of spending time with him afterwards.

"Huh? How do I know the reason? She hates me that much? I didn't kill her on the spot as revenge, I just changed her name, and she still holds a grudge against me this badly?"

"Yes, it's because of the name you changed for her."

"You know that Shiraori's true form is black, right?"

"She is the most law-abiding god in the entire new hell, but at the same time, she is also an obsessive-compulsive."

She has severe obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Then, Saku understood.

He had more or less understood why it held a grudge against him for this.

Sawa didn't consider himself to have obsessive-compulsive disorder, but whenever he thought about it, he couldn't help but feel a sense of empathy. It was truly torturous for him.

To be honest, Sayu suddenly admired the Three-Eyed Spider Shiro. It was amazing that it could endure such a grievance for so long without seeking revenge, and it only made its move after someone used Hell Communication. That's why it was the most law-abiding one in the entire New Hell.

That's really impressive how much they can endure.

"To be precise, it was several hundred years ago. The new hell was created several hundred years ago, and it became the ruler of that hell."

Enma Ai nodded. Although it felt somewhat childish and laughable, it was the truth. Was it decided?

Sōyū keenly sensed something amiss: the Four Seasons in the Old Hell was also a law-abiding deity and the ruler of the Old Hell.

But frankly speaking, those rules were also set by her, and she has the right to modify them. In a broader sense, she is the true rule-maker of the old hell.

Why did it suddenly falter when it came to the three-eyed spider?

"No, those rules and communication with Hell have existed since the moment the New Hell was born."

Enma Ai, who had witnessed the birth of the new hell almost alongside the Three-Eyed Spider, nodded firmly to Saya. Then, as if she had thought of something, she took Saya's hand and squeezed it slightly.

"What's wrong?"

Saku noticed that she seemed to want to tell him something, so he lowered his head and leaned closer to her to ask.

"Actually, the new hell is not as terrifying as you imagine. Those who are pulled into hell by Hell Communications will not necessarily suffer any tragic treatment. Perhaps the matter itself is somewhat unfair, but in general, it is not as bad as you think."

Enma Ai, who rarely explained things to Saya, was actually most afraid that Saya would misunderstand her in this matter and develop some kind of disgust towards her identity as the Hell Girl. She explained to Saya very sincerely.

"In fact, it was precisely because we wanted to stop Hell Communications from getting worse that Shiraori and I took on this responsibility."

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Knowledge

Chapter 552 This tastes wrong.

"I can believe you if you stop Hell Communications, after all, I know what kind of person you are. But if you say that the Three-Eyed Spider is like that too, then I'm not so sure."

Saya looked at Enma Ai with confusion. Judging from how she had just helped him exploit a loophole, Ai was at least fine in this regard. But the idea that the Three-Eyed Spider, who so strictly adhered to the so-called rules, was also secretly fighting against Hell Communication was something Saya truly couldn't understand.

"No, Shiraori did a lot. You'll understand when you get to go to the new hell. And you might even see some familiar faces there."

Enma Ai shook her head at Saya, without explaining in detail why she said that.

Soon, I really want to go to the new hell once, and I'll be clinging to its powerful backer.

Sōyū shrugged. He had made an appointment with Sensei to go to the New Hell with her, which he guessed was probably for negotiations.

Shiki has a strong aversion to Hell Correspondence, and seeing how much she's been secretly working on it, she must have made some preparations.

After receiving Saya's reply, Enma Ai gently tugged at Saya's hand, pulling him closer to her.

Saya naturally noticed her little action. After moving closer to her in confusion, he looked down at her with a puzzled expression.

There's hardly anyone around. Could it be that she has some secret she wants to tell me?

"Mr. Monster, I miss you so much."

Before Saya could react, Enma Ai reached out and hooked her arm around Saya's neck, bringing her head close to his face.

She paused when she noticed Saya leaning back instinctively, her hand already settling into a kiss. A hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes, but she still rested her head on his shoulder.

"Let me hug you a little longer. It's been so long since I've spoken to anyone like this."

The girl, who hadn't opened her heart to anyone since Saya left, closed her eyes and savored this long-lost feeling.

It's fair to say that things turned out this way entirely due to Saya's own fault.

The most crucial point is the time he spent with Enma Ai after her parents died. The girl, who had almost lost all trust in others, regarded him as the last person she could trust after that, thanks to his care.

Moreover, this trust has continued to ferment over the millennia. The more she witnessed the ugliness of humanity through her responsibilities as Hell Girl, the more she missed the sincerity of Saya when he redeemed her.

Only now does Enma Ai realize that, despite believing she has lost the emotions of an ordinary person, she still harbors desires.

She wanted to possess the boy in front of her, to have him hold her like this forever, to protect her, just like it did a long time ago.

It was this possessiveness that led her to move into Saya's house yesterday. She didn't care that Saya had ambiguous relationships with many girls, as long as he treated her the same way as before.

"Yes, you've worked hard all these years."

To be honest, Saya couldn't bring himself to say how much he missed Enma Ai.

After all, for her, a thousand years had passed, but for Sōyū, it was just a single day.

I ran into her again in the blink of an eye; how could I possibly feel any longing for her?

But Sōyu also understood that her current state meant that she must have suffered a lot over the years, and even endured pain that he himself could not comprehend.

Yet she can still rely on me so much, which shows how much she values ​​our relationship.

Saya had no objection to the fact that Enma Ai regarded him as her last and only family member. He gently stroked the girl's head and comforted her softly, just as before.

Time flowed by slowly, and when the lunch break bell rang, Enma Ai opened her eyes, her little head resting on his shoulder.

"I will notify you if I encounter Hell Correspondence again."

With slender fingers smoothing her long hair at her temples, Enma Ai smiled at Saya before vanishing from his sight.

There will be plenty of time to spend together in the future, so she doesn't crave such a short time together.

Saya also has his own things to do, and Enma Ai is well aware of this.

Saya could only nod gratefully at her blatant act of betrayal. Since she'd said that, wasn't it tantamount to her explicitly stating that she was going to help her stop the Hell Correspondence?

After watching Enma Ai leave, Saya stretched his shoulders, sorted out the information he had obtained from her, and walked towards his class.

He hadn't forgotten his promise to Amakawa Tsubasa, and now that he had nothing else to do, he should go and prepare lunch.

When Saya returned to class, he saw Amakawa Tsubasa, who had already placed two bento boxes on the table, sitting upright in his seat and smiling at him.

Kaguya was asked by Saya to take care of his friend Samo, who had been in the student council room for almost half a day, while Saya seemed to have gone to eat lunch with Aqua. Only Tsubasa Amakawa was left in the classroom waiting for him.