Don't force me to use my right fist.

That's enough, though. You see, if that right hand is swung fast enough, it can destroy any solid block except bedrock in the original world.

Sawa smiled slightly as he focused his gaze on the chains binding him. If it weren't for the pumpkin head still on his face, he could probably be considered a sunny boy at this moment.

"They still want to force me to use my right fist."

The arm in the lower right corner of Zuoyou's vision turned into a blur and quickly began to pound on the chains.

Mind control is not the same as clicking a mouse. If this were a physical fist, Sasuke would be called Master Sasuke by now.

I want to take ten!

Visible cracks spread rapidly from the chains binding Zuoyou, gradually engulfing the entire chain.

"Boom~"

The familiar sound of something breaking rang in Sōyū's ears, and then he felt a lightness all over his body, and the feeling of being restrained was gone.

The shattered chains transformed into a strange sign, as if struck by a dimensional attack. As Zuoyou stood up, the sign quickly merged into his body, leaving not even a trace behind.

Then, before Saya could even stretch and relax, the alarm suddenly went off.

A red flash flickered in the small, not-so-spacious house. Zuoyou glanced at the camera in the blind spot of the wall, which he couldn't see while lying in bed, and sighed helplessly.

I just guessed from their conversation that this room was definitely being watched, and if they wanted to escape, it was inevitable.

After glancing at the tightly closed door, Saya turned around without a second thought.

There were bound to be a lot of people waiting at the door for him to walk out and walk right into their trap, and he had no intention of challenging those guys.

Fortunately, he never managed to get out through the normal procedures.

As someone who comes from a blocky world, as long as there is something to destroy around me, everywhere is a path.

A faint light emanated from his right hand, and a double-headed pickaxe, made of the same material as the armor on Sōyū's body, appeared out of thin air and was held in his palm.

"I'll be going now if there's nothing else. See you again sometime!"

Saya gestured goodbye to the camera on the wall and smashed it. Then, as if to be safe, he quickly switched the manuscript in his hand into a gray cube the size of a Rubik's Cube. "If I'm not going out, you'll have to wait if you want to come in."

He casually tossed four cubes toward the door. After leaving Zuoyou's hand, the four cubes, each the size of a Rubik's Cube, instantly combined to form a seamless stone wall, blocking the only entrance to the room.

Ignoring the commotion behind the stone, Saya returned the stone to his pickaxe and slammed it down on the floor beneath his feet, which was clearly made of a hard alloy.

Spiderweb-like cracks spread rapidly across the floor as Saya moved.

In just two or three seconds, Zuoyou's floor disappeared as if by magic, leaving only a perfectly square, clean one-cubic-meter hole.

The diamond pickaxe with efficiency level 5 is forever a god.

Seeing that the blocks under his feet had been chiseled into squares as he had expected, Saya grinned. If that was the case, then escaping would be easy.

He didn't believe that this research institute could be built in lava.

Without stopping the motion of waving the manuscript, Sōyū swiftly disappeared into the large pit he had carved into the ground.

Well, just to be on the safe side, he even took the time to fill the hole in the ceiling with stones.

It's always good to be cautious. What if those guys catch up with us?

Saya thought to himself, his only thought was to dig dozens of meters underground before considering laying the foundation.

Chapter Four: Have you eaten yet?

Plans never keep up with changes.

For example, Sawa didn't anticipate that he would accidentally fall into another room after digging down only four spaces.

It should be said that the people who built this research institute never imagined that the four-meter-thick alloy floor would one day be dug up.

Theoretically speaking, even a regular missile would have virtually no chance of breaching a wall of this strength.

"It seems that the inability to directly dig into the blocks under one's feet works in any world."

Saya, who had fallen to the ground, dusted himself off and glanced at the place, which was basically no different from the room where he was imprisoned.

Hmm, the furnishings are exactly the same, even the guy chained to the bed over there looks so familiar.

Curious, Zuoyou approached the bedside and peered curiously at the guy tied to it.

This must be the strange thing that Qingjiu was talking about. It'll be good to broaden my horizons.

Through the dim vision unique to pumpkin heads, Sōyū's gaze met a pair of pitch-black eyes.

It was different from the unrecognizable, bizarre shape he had imagined, one that pushed the boundaries of human imagination.

What came into Saya's view, however, was a pitiful-looking black-haired girl.

Long, smooth, jet-black hair, as fine as the finest fabric, cascaded beneath the girl. If it weren't for the chains that were so obstructive, it would have been the perfect image of a beautiful woman fast asleep.

Her fair, jade-like face was adorable yet alluring, and her clear, spring-like eyes revealed a hint of joy and relief upon seeing Zuoyou.

On the corner of her left eye, a beauty mark did not detract from her wonderful beauty; instead, it added a unique charm to her.

"..."

Have you eaten yet?

Before the other person could speak, Zuo You, after holding back for a long time, directly shut her down with a classic greeting.

Her delicate eyebrows, as thin as two willow leaves, furrowed slightly, and a hint of displeasure flashed across the girl's fair face.

Are you asking about my current situation, specifically whether I've eaten or not?

"can……"

"If you've eaten, then you should rest and relax. If you haven't eaten, I'll order some takeout for you. If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

Once again silencing the girl, Sōyū turned and walked towards the wall.

It's not that Sasuke lacks chivalry, but before rescuing a damsel in distress, he should first determine whether he's saving a beauty or a demon king.

Sōyū didn't think that the person locked up in such a place could really be some helpless girl. Even he had to admit that he himself wasn't a normal person.

Moreover, the name written in black and white on a piece of paper next to this guy's bed further deterred Sawa from meddling and acting out of curiosity.

——Kawashita Tomie

He didn't recognize the surname Sōyū, but the given name was deeply etched in his mind.

Tomie, the name of a monster that Saga absolutely does not want to be associated with.

You can't kill them, you can't shake them off, once they're attached, it's for life.

She may not have terrifying power, but when it comes to being disgusting, she's probably a professional.

Even if this guy goes from wearing clothes to wearing bottoms, and his experiences and personality might be different from the one in his memory, Sawa has no interest in getting to know him in depth.

They're trying to avoid him, how can you expect him to go up and play the hero?

He's practically ready to build a small, square box to cover this guy up. If he can't afford to offend him, he might as well avoid him.

"Help me!"

Tomie Kawashita, completely bewildered by Saya's remarks, was somewhat confused about the situation.

What's with this pumpkin-headed monster that suddenly fell from the sky?

Judging from his appearance, he doesn't look like a normal person, but he can be communicated with like an ordinary person, and he doesn't have any strange or uncomfortable aura about him.

The most crucial point is—he actually ignored his own good looks?

This was absolutely unacceptable to Tomie Kawashita.

No one can remain unmoved after fully seeing their own face!

Even if he's not human, it's still unacceptable!

Knowing that her appearance was essentially a curse, Tomie Kawashita stubbornly called out to Saya, hoping he would change his mind and save her.

No, whether or not to save her is no longer important. What matters is the meaning of her existence. We cannot let her leave like this.

"Keep going! Rely on yourself. How can mere chains possibly overcome well-trained arms!"

Saya paused in his scraping of the wall with his manuscript, then turned back somewhat reluctantly to encourage Tomie.

That said, it's really a shame that such a beautiful girl is locked up in a place like this.

Perhaps helping her wouldn't be a bad idea?

Not knowing why he was thinking this, Saya hesitated for a moment and slowed down his movements.

Then he noticed a strange heart symbol in the upper left corner of his status bar.

[Enchanting Curse]: Slowly turn into a useless piece of trash who can't live without Lady Tomie!

"I knew it."

Sawa raised his hand to cover his forehead and sighed. This guy really is the kind of thing that brings bad luck to anyone who touches him. Just one glance and it's already this serious?

It's terrifying how one's mindset and way of thinking can be altered by such a thing.

Fortunately, since it's displayed in the status bar, no matter how big the problem is, it's not a problem anymore.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Please help me! I'm just an ordinary high school student who was kidnapped here. I'm completely innocent!"

After hearing Saya's answer, Tomie Kawashita's facial muscles twitched uncontrollably a couple of times, and her little face contorted briefly.

Is this guy mentally unstable? Even when giving irrelevant answers, shouldn't there be some logic to it?

Tomie Kawashita, forcing herself to lift her small face, tried her best to call back Saya, who was about to leave, still harboring a sliver of hope.

Perhaps it was just because the room was too dark that he couldn't see his face clearly?

Then, Tomie Kawashita saw a figure holding a huge iron bucket, slurping something up with loud slurping sounds.

"Hiss hiss hiss..."

As if she didn't need to breathe, the sound of her sucking deeply rang in Tomie Kawashita's ears.

Judging from the habits of Japanese people, this might explain why Saya drinks something that is definitely delicious.

"Hiccup~"

After finishing the bucket of milk, Zuoyou let out a milky burp. Fortunately, he was protected by the system's rules; otherwise, such a bucket of milk would be something that an ordinary person could not finish.

Fortunately, the strange buff in the status bar has finally disappeared.