Don't force me to use my right fist.

"I've already said it, we're already friends. I like to help my friends stand up for what's right, and this is what I should do."

Sōyu smiled and spoke his heart to the girl. Putting aside the possibility of her having a mental breakdown that could lead to the destruction of the world, the key reason was that he truly considered her a friend.

"Friend, right?"

As she murmured the somewhat unfamiliar word, Saya felt a lump in her throat and quickly turned her face away.

"Yes, friend, here, it's my treat, consider it a friend's gift."

Pretending to rummage through the table, Saya pulled out another fresh apple from his backpack and handed it to Saya.

"Eh?"

The flustered girl hurriedly took the apple that Saya handed her, her face instantly turning as red as the apple in her hand. After stammering for a long time, she still couldn't control her shyness and once again collapsed onto the table, burying her head in her hands like an ostrich.

Seeing her shy expression, Sawa smiled, feeling like he was raising a little rabbit. He then slowly began to organize the teaching materials needed for the day's class.

Just then, his phone rang. Zuoyou picked it up and glanced at it casually. It was a message from Yuchuan Yi, whom he hadn't seen all morning.

[To the headless knight who still loves Sailor Moon, if you have time, could we meet up in that empty classroom from last time? The investigation has made a little more progress (●'?'●)]

The ending even included a cute emoticon. If it weren't for the embarrassing history of Sasuke mentioned earlier, he would probably be quite happy right now.

Now, all Saya could do was smile, stand up, and walk towards the classroom he had visited before.

This class monitor is quite skilled at interpersonal relationships, and even Saya has to praise her.

Add to that his phenomenal logical reasoning and investigative abilities, and it would feel like a waste of his talent if he didn't become a detective or something similar after graduation to catch cheaters.

Having returned to a better past, Saya was about to head towards the teacher's location when he unexpectedly saw a somewhat familiar figure.

A black-haired girl who clearly belonged in junior high school, not high school, walked past him. Her long, flowing hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and beneath it was a delicate, doll-like face.

Describing this girl as a doll is absolutely fitting. Her delicate, almost unreal face, and her lifeless, blood-red eyes, are not things that a normal human being could possess.

If she weren't wearing the same JK school uniform as Saya and the others, Saya would definitely have thought that A-Zhen had come to find him again.

"Um, Aqua-san? Is that girl over there also from our school?"

Saku grabbed Aqua by the back of her collar, whose face was swollen from being pinched by Mami, and pointed at the girl from before, asking her a question.

"Eh? Which one?"

Aqua blinked her blue eyes and looked in the direction Saya was pointing, but she couldn't see anything.

"Huh? It's gone?"

Zuoyou also noticed this. Why is he like Xiao Hei? Could it be that teleportation is a passive skill for people in this world?

Releasing the struggling Aqua, Saya frowned. After thinking carefully, the identity of the girl who had just appeared became clearer.

She might not be immediately recognizable, but Zuoyou has heard far too much about her lately.

Even the most unclear memories will eventually come back if they are repeatedly emphasized.

For example, her name is Enma Ai.

The fact that she, the Hell Girl, is in this school is hardly something to be happy about.

Sōyū shook his head, a sense of foreboding creeping into his heart.

Upon closer reflection, Saiyu remembered the identity of the school nurse. Wasn't she Anna Sone, one of the professional team members around Hell Girl, or perhaps it would be more appropriate to call her Bone Woman?

So they'd been staking out this school all along? Then who exactly started this hellish communication?

With a belly full of questions, Zuoyou walked to the front of the somewhat secluded old classroom and saw the bespectacled girl sitting on the podium waving at him.

"Forget it, if there's anything I don't understand, I can just trouble the class monitor again, right? Anyway, she's quite interested in these things, and Hell Correspondence doesn't target anyone outside of their commission, so it shouldn't be dangerous for her to help."

Muttering something to himself, Saya strode into the classroom and looked at the class monitor, who was beaming with pride and eager to take credit for him.

"I said, it has to be a place like this, like a rendezvous between spies..."

Sōyū stopped mid-sentence, and in front of him, the girl who had been smiling and tilting her head, waiting for his reply, sank into the ground as if falling into water and disappeared instantly.

"Holy crap?"

Was she the recipient of Hell Correspondence?

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Chapter Sixty-Nine: Why Are You Here Again?

Sōyū froze on the spot. He had seen teleportation many times and even experienced it himself, but he never imagined it could be done in this way. Mainly, Sōyū couldn't understand it. A girl like Yūkawa Tsubasa shouldn't be the type to hold grudges. At least judging from her classmates' attitudes towards her, even if she wasn't a heartthrob, no one should hate her so much that they'd risk their own lives to suffer, right? And yet, it happened right before his eyes. The air still held Yūkawa Tsubasa's distinctive, slightly fragrant shampoo scent, but the girl with the braided hair had undeniably fallen into hell before his very eyes. Was it the guy she'd uncovered? Or was there another reason? Without time to consider these questions, Sōyū sighed and silently pulled a sky-blue pickaxe emitting an eerie glow from his backpack.

"Did they even ask me to drag my friend into hell right in front of me?"

A serious glint flashed in his eyes as Saya tore open the floorboards of the classroom, creating a tunnel that led him underground. Skillfully arranging the obsidian, Saya flexed his wrists. No matter the reason, he couldn't just stand by and watch his friend be dragged into hell. He knew the hell in Hell Girl was completely different from the two he'd been to before. Whether good or bad, kind or evil, once you fell into that hell, you could never escape. Right now, it wasn't too late. Saya vaguely remembered that if things followed the original story exactly, even if Amakawa Tsubasa was commissioned for Hell Correspondence, she wouldn't have been thrown in like that.

If someone is a villain, generally speaking, Enma Ai's professional team will punish them based on their life's deeds, and only when they are driven to a mental breakdown will she send them to hell in a small boat.

However, if there is no sin involved, the so-called punishment period may be skipped, and Enma's beloved general may take over directly.

In short, Saiyu still has a chance until Amakawa Tsubasa is completely sent deep into the Sanzu River. So what Saiyu needs to do now is...

Going down to hell to rescue people.

Sōyū didn't think Amakawa Tsubasa was the kind of person who was so wicked as to deserve to go to hell, and he couldn't tolerate his friend being sent to hell for no reason.

As for things like provoking Hell Girl, that's none of his business. Aren't abilities meant to be used to protect what you care about?

Once again, he lit the obsidian with the flint and steel, opening the gate to Hell. Saya took a deep breath and strode inside. Another wave of nauseating dizziness washed over him, but this time Saya forcibly suppressed the discomfort and crossed Hell. He arrived once more at the riverbank overgrown with spider lilies. The gate to Hell outside the Hall of Right and Wrong had probably been demolished by Komachi or Shiki; this time, the gate reappeared near the familiar dock. Turning back, he dismantled the gate to Hell behind him and headed directly towards the spot where Komachi's ship was moored.

Thankfully, the guy was still leaning leisurely against the bow of the boat, sniffling slightly, clearly lost in a sweet dream.

"Komachi? Komachi? Lord Shinigami? Time to go to work!" Saya called the girl's name softly, waking her from her sleep.

"Hmm? Hmm? It's you again. I remember your name is something like, Zuoyou? You've been exiled to hell again?"

Rubbing her eyes, Komachi yawned as she woke up, looking at the boy in front of her with some confusion. Logically, how much time had passed? Why was he downstairs again?

"No, I just came to see someone. Um, can I ask you a question? Is the Sanzu River connected to the new hell you mentioned?"

Sawa scratched his head. He vaguely remembered Komachi mentioning that the reason this hell was the way it was now was because the Sanzu River was blocked by that new hell.

"Yes, as she stretched comfortably while walking up the Sanzu River, Komachi looked at Saya with a puzzled expression. She'd never heard of anyone coming to Hell to look for someone before. Did he think this place was a marketplace?"

"Do you need a ride? I can take you if you want to see it." Komachi stood up and patted the somewhat old boat beneath her, speaking to Saya with a touch of enthusiasm.

She didn't think Zuoyou's plan to find someone would succeed, but lying there sleeping all the time wasn't very fun, so having someone to chat with would be nice. Zuoyou shook his head. By the time her little shabby boat had sailed past, Yuchuan Yi guessed the person would be long gone, and he didn't have time to leisurely enjoy her boating skills anymore.

"No need, this is the right direction, right?"

Sōyū pointed to the upper reaches of the Sanzu River, took out a small wooden boat from his backpack, and placed it directly in the river next to the dock.

Ba Xueda's small boat instantly swelled up, transforming into a somewhat slippery wooden boat shaped like a large pot. If it weren't for the two cute wooden oars on either side, it would be more accurate to call it a coffin.

"That's the direction, but you don't want to go there by yourself, do you? This is the Sanzu River, the dividing line between life and death. Ordinary boats simply can't cross it." Komachi's words were stuck in her throat. In front of her, Saya had already sat directly in that rather cute little boat and was speeding across the calm waters of the Sanzu River at a speed that resembled a yacht.

"Thanks." Saya greeted Wakamachi in the blink of an eye, disappearing at the end of the river. His oars moved so fast that they seemed to fly across the surface of the river, rather than rowing.

"I must still be dreaming, otherwise there's no way to explain what I saw." Komachi, still standing on the small boat, covered her face and muttered to herself.

This guy might be the first person ever to dare to row a boat on the Sanzu River since the beginning of hell, right?

Komachi even suspected that his claim of coming to hell to find someone was actually true, given all the surprising things that had happened to him.

"No, I still need to report to Lord Shiki." Komachi shook her head, gazing in the direction Saya had disappeared, and decisively abandoned her plan to sleep. She boarded her small boat and headed towards the Hall of Right and Wrong. However... after seeing Saya's tiny, adorable wooden boat, she felt... wasn't her own little boat a bit too slow?

Chapter Seventy: The Barrier? That's ridiculous!

Perhaps because this hell had been completely abandoned, Sawa didn't even see the so-called water ghosts that were supposed to drag people into the river. However, for safety reasons, he had no intention of going into the water. Sawa charged along the Sanzu River. The river wasn't fast, and thanks to this, it only took him a few minutes to reach the barrier that Komachi had mentioned.

A faint, barrier-like barrier rose into the sky, dividing the river into two sections like a city wall.

Sōyū reached out his hand. A flash of light appeared above the barrier, and strange energy rapidly gathered in front of him to form a solid wall, preventing his arm from moving forward even an inch. Strangely, the river below seemed unaffected, continuing to flow slowly downstream.

Through the wall, Saya could see the lanterns of those adrift on the Sanzu River across the way, and the strange monsters underwater that were giving him greedy looks. But like Saya, they could only keep getting closer to the barrier separating the two places, and no matter how hard they pounded on it, they couldn't move the barrier in the slightest.

"This is troublesome. I don't have time to waste here any longer."

Sōyū decisively changed into his diamond boots and jumped off the boat. Legend has it that the waters of the Sanzu 1 River have no buoyancy and possess a deadly poison that corrodes the soul, but even so, Sōyū showed no fear. He had no need to touch the river. Sōyū landed safely on the river surface, a chill emanating from his feet, instantly freezing the water beneath him. The Frostwalker enchantment, which can only appear on shoes, meant that as long as Sōyū wore shoes with this enchantment, no matter the surface of the water, the water beneath his feet would automatically turn to ice. This was the source of his confidence.

Incidentally, there are times when Saya will voluntarily take off his shoes, such as when landing from a great height. Standing on the ice as if walking on flat ground, Saya gently rubbed his hands after confirming the nature of the barrier once more. It was indeed a sturdy barrier; even without understanding it in detail, simply standing in front of it was enough to feel the massive energy fluctuations emanating from it.

"However, don't expect anything to stop those evil blocky people." WH confidently raised his hand, and Zuoyou unhesitatingly swung his right fist at the barrier in front of him. Since he didn't know whether the barrier was wood or stone, he might as well not use a weapon. His fists were enough to smash everything except bedrock. "As long as my fist is fast enough, I can even blast a god to pieces!" His hand became a blur, and even more impressive was his virtual arm, freed from the constraints of a physical body. The speed at which he swung was beyond Zuoyou's comprehension. As Zuoyou had predicted, spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the barrier, and with each swing of his fist, the cracks continued to spread at a visible speed. Although power continuously flowed from the barrier towards the cracks, as if trying to patch the gap, it was all in vain under Zuoyou's fist. Therefore, compared to defense, taking the initiative to attack is definitely more reliable. Relying solely on the protection of the barrier is risky; those two-block-high, cunning creatures have plenty of ways to get through such defenses. If the barrier in front of him were any other creature or monster, it probably wouldn't fare much better under Saya's relentless attacks. Even the highest defense would eventually be shattered by his high-frequency punches. Don't underestimate the power of a bathhouse attendant! Soon, with Saya abandoning all distractions and focusing entirely on the barrier in front of him, the cracks rapidly spread to an area of ​​about one meter, and then, with a crisp cracking sound, even the intangible barrier was punched with a large hole.

Almost instantly upon shattering, the barrier's power surged towards the gap, quickly mending it. However, that brief moment was enough for Zuoyou to toss the deep green Eye of Ender through the crack. His body vanished in a cherry blossom effect. When Zuoyou landed, the vengeful spirits in the river swarmed towards him like wild dogs drawn by a scent, only to be quickly stopped by the ice that had formed beneath his feet.

"Hopefully, it's not too late." Saya glanced at the differences between this so-called new hell and the barrier. Aside from some random vengeful spirits in the river, there were only a few floating lanterns. But that wasn't Saya's purpose in coming. Even knowing that the vengeful spirits below would be good materials for monster hunting, the most important thing now was to rescue Amakawa Tsubasa, who had been dragged away by Hell Girl. Saya narrowed his eyes and put the wooden boat he had just packed away back down from his backpack, his gaze fixed on the huge torii gate not far away, faintly emitting light. If Saya's memory served him correctly, this should be the final stop of hell. If Amakawa Tsubasa had been unlucky, she should have already been sent here by Enma Ai. But... Now that he'd gone in, Saya would definitely follow him deeper into the ice. After all, that guy had claimed to be his friend, and Saya was the kind of person who couldn't bear to see his friends suffer. With a graceful drift on the ice, Saya leaped onto the wooden boat he'd placed in the Sanzu River. The vengeful spirits who had been eyeing Saya beneath the ice swarmed around him again. This boat wasn't like the constantly solidifying ice beneath Saya's feet; such a small wooden boat would be easy prey. Just as the spirits were thinking this, Saya took a deep breath and gripped the oars. "Can you keep up with my Speed?" he sneered at the spirits surrounding him. The bow of the wooden boat was raised high, and a sound like the roar of an airplane engine emanated from the oars.

In the blink of an eye, the small boat disappeared into the distance like a torpedo.

Chapter 71 Friend, Take a Break

On a small boat on the river, Yu Chuanwu awoke. The sound of the boat gliding across the water reached her ears, and when she opened her eyes, she was greeted by a pitch-black sky.

A cherry blossom-colored cross-shaped beam of light hung in the sky; perhaps it was just Amakawa Tsubasa's imagination?