Don't force me to use my right fist.

"Sorry, I was busy with something just now. Did you wait long?"

Saya apologized profusely to Amakawa Tsubasa and then picked up the two bento boxes she had placed on the seat.

"No, it's just that you came, Saya-kun." whl

With a gentle smile, Amakawa Tsubasa noticed Saya's small gesture of lifting the bento box and, taking advantage of the fact that he was carrying things in both hands, reached out and took his arm.

"The usual place?" Sōyū glanced down at her subtle movements but didn't take them to heart, simply asking her again.

"Hmm, the usual place, it's quiet there, and didn't you say you were going to see the gods of hell about something?"

Amakawa Tsubasa leaned against Saya and nodded. Since Saya didn't stop her, she had no intention of letting go.

However, Amakawa Tsubasa, who had been smiling as she went to the abandoned classroom with Saya, suddenly stiffened, then frowned in confusion and sniffed her nose.

Why does this person have a strange floral scent? And judging from this scent, it's clearly not the one she knows, like Kaguya or Samo.

Chapter 553 Who Can Force You On?

Although Amakawa Tsubasa sensed this situation that made her very unhappy, she had no intention of saying anything.

If Kaguya and the others were in class, she could point it out directly, but now it was a rare moment of time alone with Saya, and she didn't want anything to get in her way.

Anyway, she knew perfectly well that it was perfectly normal for someone like Sawa to attract girls, given his character. But the fact that he was so easily won over was something she was currently skeptical about.

When it comes to relationships, Saya is not only incredibly oblivious, but his extreme seriousness makes it even more frustrating.

In other words, directly approaching A will have almost no effect. As long as he still believes that the two of them haven't reached that point in their relationship, he will definitely refuse outright.

This is actually a good thing for both sides, but it also limits the possibility of a preemptive strike until there is absolutely certainty of victory.

In other words, it's extremely unlikely that someone would steal this guy's soul away from him.

If we really have to do that, using force might be a good option.

Amakawa Tsubasa knew very well that although Saya was emotionally dense, he was incredibly responsible. If someone actually forced himself on him, this guy would definitely take responsibility for it.

In a sense, he has a rather traditional personality.

But is it really possible for someone to force themselves on this guy?

Amakawa Tsubasa looked Saya up and down, noticing that he didn't have any particularly large muscles.

She could be considered one of the people who knew Sawa quite well. She might not know much about other things, but being able to chat and laugh with two gods of hell and snatch someone away in front of the gods of hell is obviously not something an ordinary person could do.

"What are you thinking about? You seem so engrossed."

Sōyū led Yūki through the portal to Hell. Noticing her constantly scrutinizing gaze, he couldn't help but ask her a question.

"I'm thinking about how much strength I'd need to forcefully push you into it."

With a bright smile, Amakawa Tsubasa spoke her mind, waiting for Sayu's response.

"Huh? Force me? I'm not some stunningly handsome guy, there's no need for anyone to do something like that for me, right?"

Saya scratched his head, clearly taking Amakawa Tsubasa's words as a joke.

"So, it's a hypothetical situation. Then answer me first: if you were to do it this way, would it be difficult?"

Amakawa Tsubasa, on the contrary, was intrigued by Saya's answer. In fact, anything could be interesting as long as she could chat with Saya. Having tried it, I now have a rough idea of ​​what to expect.

Sawa lowered his head and thought for a moment, then honestly answered her question.

Of course, that would only be considered a defeat, but I think running away shouldn't be a problem. There aren't many in this world that wouldn't even give me a chance to escape. Well, that green-haired Yama you met last time should count as one.”

Zuo You stroked his chin, deep in thought. With his current strength, it wouldn't be too much of a problem for him to be able to roam freely in the mortal world; he could at least be a typical overpowered protagonist.

The only one who clearly gives him the feeling that he is completely outmatched is Shiki. The oppressive aura and power emanating from her are something Sawa cannot resist for the time being.

Next in line would be Saya's older sister. Although both are incarnations of Outer Gods, it's clear that the bubble incarnation of Koumei that we encountered last time didn't reach her level of power.

Although they are both incarnations, the degree of power distribution is different.

The gods that Saga encountered after that were basically several tiers weaker.

At least, regardless of whether they could win or not, escaping wouldn't be a major problem.

"Huh? Is Lady Shiki really that powerful?"

Amakawa Tsubasa didn't think that much about it. What she didn't expect was that the green-haired girl, who looked a few years younger than her, was actually such a powerful type.

Furthermore, she noticed something: what Sawa just said meant that he had become so powerful that he only needed to consider the gods, and neither humans nor monsters could threaten him anymore? wuh

"Maybe so, but how should I put it? I can't figure her out. Besides, we're on her turf now, so let's not talk about her too much."

Saya casually found a place to sit down, and as usual, spread out a leather mat before unpacking the bento box that Amakawa Tsubasa had prepared.

Amakawa Tsubasa sat down with Saya. Since he had said so, she certainly wouldn't ask any more questions. Anyway, she could tell from Shiki that the girl probably didn't have any feelings for Saya.

In other words, there's no need to worry about Saku being forced into sexual relations by her.

"Haven't you noticed that this hell is different?"

Saya handed the smaller, more compact bento box—about the size of a cat's meal—to Amakawa Tsubasa, then reminded her with a hint of expectation.

After all the hard work and time I put into building this place, wouldn't it be a waste not to show it off to my friends?

Zuoyou's favorite thing is to show his creations to his friends. However, after he traveled through time, no matter what he made, he could only show it to Zuomo, that silly girl.

But clearly, that girl, whose brain might not even be the size of a walnut, is unlikely to appreciate his work, let alone praise it.

But now, if we show it to Amakawa Tsubasa, we can brag about it.

Saya showed a proud expression and raised his eyebrows forward.

Amakawa Tsubasa snapped out of her jumbled thoughts and looked up to see the enormous vegetable garden that had somehow covered the entire riverbank.

The green crops covering the ground swayed in the gentle breeze under the warm glow of the pumpkin lanterns, creating a scene straight out of a fairy tale. It wasn't exactly romantic, but it gave people a sense of peace and comfort.

Turning around, he asked Saya in a surprised voice. Amakawa Tsubasa looked at him with a little bit of admiration in his eyes, which made Saya very pleased.

What he was really pursuing was just this simple sense of pride.

Chapter 554 Do you believe in fate?

Time always flies when eating bento boxes with Amakawa Tsubasa. Saya really enjoys the leisurely feeling of eating with her. With a cute girl whispering and keeping him company while he eats, what could possibly make him unhappy?

Furthermore, Amakawa Tsubasa's culinary skills are improving at a visible rate; it's safe to say this girl learns everything very quickly, as long as she wants to do it. (Regarding the bento box making...)

Why are you staring at me like that?

The chewing stopped, and Amakawa Tsubasa tilted her head, wondering if she hadn't made enough bento boxes, which was why Saya was eyeing the contents of her lunchbox.

No, I just think you're quite pretty.

Saya put away the lunchbox he was carrying for her, then leaned on the wooden block he was using as a table, before finally speaking to her his true feelings.

Saya doesn't have any particular hobbies; long, straight black hair is probably his only interest, but he rarely talks about it.

If we use this standard, then Amakawa Tsubasa would be the kind of player who hits all his strike zones.

She has perfect long, straight black hair and a literary girl persona. Her personality is also the kind that has almost no conflict with his, and she is the kind of person he feels most comfortable with.

And her figure is absolutely stunning. Although Sasuke hasn't actually touched her, after seeing her in her pajamas at her house last time, he knew that this girl actually had a hidden...

"Are you sure you don't have anything to ask of me? Why are you suddenly bringing this up?"

Amakawa Tsubasa swallowed the rice ball in his mouth, then looked at Saya with a puzzled expression, seemingly very curious as to why he would say such things.

She would have understood and ignored any other boy who said this, but Sawa, whom she considered to be as detached and unambitious as a monk, surprisingly...

"No, actually I was just thinking about what methods could keep you like this forever."

Sōyū honestly stated his thoughts. What he had told Yūya back then wasn't a joke; since she wasn't opposed to immortality, he needed to properly...

He never boasted about whether he could be a full-time, all-around performer, but such things are not impossible to achieve through hard work.

With his collection of bizarre mods, immortality is really not a difficult thing.

"Hmm? So, you're worried about me?"

Amakawa Tsubasa blinked, picked up the last piece of tamagoyaki from the bento box, and asked Wakasaya with a smile.

With her intelligence, she naturally understood what Saya was trying to say, but that wasn't what she cared about. What she cared about was that Saya had finally treated her as someone he cared about.

If Sawa still considered her just a friend, he obviously wouldn't have said these things to her. Since he's considering it this way, it can only mean that she has indeed left a place in his heart.

"Well, I guess so. Should I say when did I stop caring about you? From the time we met?"

Sōyu nodded, not feeling embarrassed by the answer. He had thought Amakawa Tsubasa was a very interesting girl when he first met her, and his concern for her started unconsciously.

"Oh right, could it be that you planned this all along? Did you actually have ulterior motives towards me all along?"

Amakawa Tsubasa narrowed her eyes, but a happy smile appeared on her face. Her life could be said to have been changed by the appearance of Saya. It was Saya who brought her back from hell. Now she could choose to do what she liked, to be her true self, the real Amakawa Tsubasa, and it was because of him that she was able to do it.

And then she remembered that he had reminded her a long time ago to stay as far away from cats as possible, and suddenly it dawned on her that there might actually be such a possibility.

When Saya said that, it was as if he knew he would definitely get into trouble because of the cat demon.

After some hesitation, Zuoyou decided not to hide it from her.

Some things need to be clarified to better improve their relationship, and he doesn't want to use lies or anything else to make up for it.

"Go on."

Do you believe in fate?

Sōyu organized his thoughts before explaining to her.

destiny?'

Amakawa Tsubasa was even more confused. What exactly did Saya mean by that? How did it get to this?

"In other words, it's almost a predetermined trajectory. If you want to explain why I paid extra attention to you before, that's because of this."

Sawa coughed once, and then dropped a bombshell.

"I knew the name Amakawa Tsubasa before this, so I knew that one day you would be in danger because of the cat's affairs. Even the part of you that you said so directly, Saya knew very well that this was a test of his trust in Amakawa Tsubasa. No one would think that if the meeting was all arranged, it would be something to be happy about, and no one likes to walk a route that has been completely designed."

But Saya still felt it was necessary to make this clear to Amakawa Tsubasa.