Don't force me to use my right fist.

Tamamo-no-Mae narrowed her eyes. Considering Saya's behavior and the chaotic state of his family, she already knew the answer. She couldn't help but smile, and after glancing at the somewhat bewildered blonde girl beside her, she agreed. The girl was filled with goodwill towards her.

"Um, Brother Saya, actually, there's no need to go through all that trouble."

Abi, who finally had a chance to speak, shrank back. She thought that Sawa would just take her to eat something, but judging from his situation, it felt like his kindness came too suddenly, and she was not prepared at all.

"I think it's necessary. You probably don't even have a place to rest tonight, right? I just can't bring myself to let such a young girl wander around outside. This is my friend. You can even go to the nearby police station with her to register later. Just relax."

Of course, Saya wouldn't let the girl reject him so directly. Even if she was willing, Saya wouldn't be. She was a bomb that could explode at any time, and it was best to keep her within his control.

As for the other procedures, Sōyū didn't think that Tamamo-no-Mae was incapable of handling them. After all, she was a god; she couldn't be so useless.

Tamamo-no-Mae, acting as if they were old friends, moved closer to Abi and patted her head with a smile.

"Yes, big sister, I work at a nearby shrine. With the protection of the gods, you can relax. Helping others is what I should do, especially since you're so cute." Having casually created an identity as someone working at her own shrine, Tamamo-no-Mae doesn't even need to prepare a draft when she lies.

"But how can I trouble you again in this state?" She looked up at Saya and Tamamo-no-Mae, and her intuition told her that the two of them were genuinely saying this for her sake, and that they had no other reason for doing so.

But the more she did this, the more embarrassed she became.

Sōyū waved his hand and said something he knew very well in his heart—something that could never happen.

Seeing that Abi was still hesitant, Saga gave Tamamo-no-Mae a wink. The two exchanged a glance and quickly nodded in perfect unison.

"Yeah, yeah, just think of it as a temporary stay at the shrine, or even a part-time job. You can act as a shrine maiden to attract some visitors, and we'll see what happens later."

Tamamo-no-Mae was far more skilled in this regard than Saya. After she directly addressed Abi's psychological burden, the girl had no reason to refuse her anymore.

If she could help and stay at the shrine temporarily through her own work and efforts, that would be within the girl's acceptable range.

After gazing intently at Saya and Tamamo-no-Mae, the blonde girl named Abi sniffled and, with a slightly tearful, emotional tone, whispered a soft "thank you."

Just as Saya said, unable to contact the two people from the True Word Church, she was essentially a homeless child. If Saya hadn't done what she did, where would she go at night?

Just as the girl was deeply moved, Saku subtly tugged at the sleeve of Tamamo-no-Mae, who was watching the adorable girl with obvious affection.

He quietly leaned close to her ear. It wasn't a bad thing that she liked this girl so much, but Sawa felt that some things...

I still feel it's necessary to remind her.

"I've noticed you like children, but don't do anything out of line. She may look like an ordinary girl, but her parents... I think they're people neither of us can afford to mess with." Saya whispered to Tamamo-no-Mae, raising an eyebrow and subtly revealing the blonde girl's background.

"Um?"

Tamamo-no-Mae clearly didn't know this. She just glanced at Saya with a puzzled look and waited for him to explain the reason to her.

"To be honest, she has a father who is extremely protective of his own, and how should I put it, from our point of view, he should be considered an evil god."

Sōyu grinned at Tamamo-no-Mae, showing absolutely no remorse for having tricked her.

Chapter 621 It would be the same no matter who it was

In the end, Abi was taken to Tamamo-no-Mae's shrine.

If Sōyū wasn't joking with her, then the girl's identity was indeed a difficult problem to solve.

- A girl receiving special attention from an Outer God is hardly a fortunate thing. First of all, practically no one dares to take her in, let alone become her guardian. wh

In other words, Tamamo-no-Mae had a good impression of this girl, and Sawa also had a good reputation with her, which allowed her to accept his offer.

Otherwise, given this cunning fox's nature, it would be completely out of character for her not to use this incident to extort money from Sayu.

In fact, she really didn't suffer any loss.

"Now that I've resolved the matter concerning this girl, you can't just leave those demon gods' familiars from another world alone, can you?"

Before leaving, Tamamo-no-Mae winked at Saya. Saya had just told the god all the clues he had obtained from Taikawa Tachikawa. While she expressed surprise, she didn't have any other excessive reaction.

She had already sensed that these strange beings from another world had ulterior motives, and the result was exactly as she had guessed, only a little more outrageous.

And since there's a combatant like Saga who has nothing better to do right there, it would be a bit unreasonable not to pull him over as a laborer.

Fortunately, Saya himself was not averse to this matter. Even if Tamamo-no-Mae did not ask him, he would still need to resolve these matters as usual.

Watching Tamamo-no-Mae leave with Abi, Saya stretched and stood up from his seat.

He was too embarrassed to bring out alcohol because there were children around; otherwise, Tamamo-no-Mae would have been a great drinking buddy.

However, since she was now helping him take care of a child, Saya felt embarrassed to continue drinking with her like some kind of ill-intentioned old man.

There was no impure motive, it's just that it's easy for people to misunderstand.

Having resolved the issue of the blonde girl who was like a ticking time bomb, Saya did not interrupt his plans.

While carrying the wine, Zuoyou didn't forget to buy some peanuts and dried fish to go with it. Since he was going to find someone to complain to, he had to make sure he did it properly.

Of course, Sawa had also considered getting some cephalosporins, since cephalosporins with alcohol would make him more and more addicted, and that Grim Reaper would definitely enjoy that stimulating feeling.

When Zuoyou excitedly carried the fine wine and food through the Gates of Hell to the somewhat familiar dock, he surprisingly didn't see the busty girl who had never been on duty diligently standing on her small boat, waiting for passengers who would never appear.

Sawa rubbed his eyes, somewhat unable to believe what he was seeing.

If it weren't for the fact that there's no sun in hell, Sawa would definitely suspect that it came from the west.

But when he saw Komachi occasionally trying to stay alert and sneaking glances at the small wooden house behind her that Saya had built himself, Saya understood everything.

The only person who could possibly make this arrogant Grim Reaper show such fear is probably that green-haired loli Yama.

Given Komachi's fighting prowess, even the current Saito would find it difficult to gauge how much strength she's hiding. If a real fight were to break out, Saito might not be able to defeat her.

The only one who can keep her in check is probably Siji.

Sure enough, when Sōyū carried the drinks into the small wooden house at the dock, the first thing he saw was the green-haired loli sitting at the only wooden table in the house.

As if she had anticipated Saya's arrival, Shiki raised her eyes and glanced at him before calling out to him as he prepared to flee.

"Since you're already here, why be in such a hurry to leave? You can come to see Komachi, why can't you come to see me?"

Saya stopped in his tracks. Just as she said, he had come to complain to someone. In reality, whether it was Komachi or not, the problem wasn't that big of a deal.

Moreover, compared to the lazy Grim Reaper who might fall asleep while drinking, this little girl in front of me, who seems to have the air of a life mentor, is more like a perfect listener.

Saya turned around and waved the expensive bottle of wine he had bought in his hand at Shiki. He had never paid attention to how much money was in the credit card Kaguya had given him, but he never needed to look at the price of the things he wanted. He would just throw the card at them and that was about it.

Buy the best quality; it won't be too bad.

"The rules of hell don't say that drinking alcohol is prohibited, it's just that she can't drink while she's working, so of course I have no problem with it."

Shiki pointed to the chair in front of him, which seemed to have been deliberately prepared for Saya, and waved to Saya.

Without any hesitation, he sat down opposite Shiki. Since she had already said so, Sōyū naturally wouldn't try to shirk responsibility on such a matter.

Just as Shiki said, he just needed someone to confide in, and who that person was didn't really matter.

抬手

Saku took two cups out of his backpack, first placing the peanuts, dried fish, and other snacks on the table, and then poured a full glass of wine into the cup in front of Shiki.

However, Saya also knew very well that Shiki could only have a couple of drinks with him at most. Expecting her to drink peanuts and wine like him would be too much of a blow to her image. Only the oni clan could be so unrestrained, and Shiki obviously couldn't do that.

Komachi might be able to, but even if she had the guts right now, she probably wouldn't dare come to this table and have a drink with Saya and Shiki.

All I can say is that the oppressive aura of this Yama King in front of me is just too strong. This boss, who is also a loli-sized character, has an oppressive aura that far surpasses that of that pink little bat. This is what you call true majesty!

As Zuoyou gazed at the four seasons before him, his mind wandered off into the distance.

Chapter 622 I am guilty!

"I feel like you're thinking something very rude." Shiki, who had just taken a small sip of his wine, glanced at Saya and quickly noticed the offensive look in his expression. He frowned and said.

"No way, I only have endless admiration for you."

Zuoyou quickly waved his hand, he couldn't take the blame for this, and the girl in front of him was not someone he could afford to offend.

"Judging from your expression, you don't seem to have anything particularly bothering you. I think it certainly isn't related to those demon gods' familiars, right?"

Shiki squinted at Sakumo and then concluded that Sakumo's troubles were definitely not related to battle.

"Those things are indeed troublesome, but not to the point of giving me this much of a headache. After all, to put it bluntly, even if I don't deal with these guys, you can't just sit idly by, otherwise you wouldn't have created that super-powerful angel, right?"

Sōyū glanced around and didn't see the figure of the battle angel that Icarus had created. He figured that it was probably Shiki who had sent it out to deal with the demon gods' minions.

When the sky falls, there are always tall people to hold it up, and the Four Seasons is clearly one of the tallest people in the world.

"Judging from your expression, you seem to have learned something? Something about that demon god from another world?"

Shiki took another sip of his drink before looking at Sōyū with interest.

"Yes, that's right. Not only that, I even know that the world is on the verge of destruction. And I even chose the latter over the world and the girl without hesitation."

Saya downed the wine in his cup in one gulp and smiled at Shiki with a self-deprecating smile.

In summary, he once had a chance to save the world, but he chose the girl without hesitation.

Taiga and Tachikawa's method might not work, but Saya's side really couldn't think of a better way either.

"If I told you that if you really chose to sacrifice that person, the world might actually be saved, wouldn't you be even more agitated?"

If what she said is true, then the possibility that Sawa has been using as an excuse is no longer valid, and logically, he should be filled with regret.

But for some reason, even so, Saya still felt that if he were given another chance, he would still slap Taiga Tachikawa without hesitation.

“That’s not what bothers me at all. You’re wrong about that. The trolley problem is nothing to me because I’m the kind of person who won’t let that happen.”

Saya made this point very decisively. He is not the kind of person who would sacrifice someone to save a group, and he would not tolerate such a thing happening.

It's important to understand that the trolley problem only occurs when the person making the choice lacks the power to create other options and is unable to resist, thus leading to that particular choice.

"Oh? Well, I'm a little curious then. If it's not something like this, what else could be troubling you? Is there something that even your strength can't change?"

Shiki chuckled lightly. Sōyū's answer was not unexpected. In her memory, Sōyū was indeed this kind of person.

It is clearly unlikely that he would make that kind of sacrifice.

If that's the case, then logically he shouldn't have anything to worry about at all.

"Shouldn't you know very well that even someone who prides themselves on absolute fairness can't claim to be able to do the same when it comes to human emotions?"

Saya sighed, downed another large glass of strong liquor, and then looked at Shiki with a dejected expression.

You have to understand that no one can claim to truly understand matters of the heart. Even if she were the invincible ruler of hell, Zuoyou could assert that she would never make such a bold claim.

Unless Four Seasons is a machine AI that doesn't know what emotions are, it might be able to say those things through some calculations.

So Shiki could only finish the wine in his glass as well, push the empty glass toward Saya, and then, without saying anything else, just give Saya a look that says, "Keep talking."