Don't force me to use my right fist.

"What am I doing?" Holding his forehead, Yu Chuanyi was a little confused about the current situation.

She should have been waiting for Sawa in that abandoned classroom. Having finally found the information, it wouldn't be right not to extort him. Amakawa Tsubasa focused her gaze on the girl silently propelling the oars at the stern of the boat, her suspicion deepening.

Where am I? Why am I here?

Rubbing his still-throbbing temples, Amakawa Tsubasa asked the girl in the kimono.

It doesn't seem like someone has kidnapped it; at least, the thing in the sky doesn't look like something an ordinary human could do. In other words, it's something related to the supernatural.

"This is hell."

The girl in the kimono had no expression on her doll-like face as she numbly shook the oar in her hand and spoke.

"Hell?" When Amakawa Tsubasa heard this word, she paused for a moment, then immediately realized what she meant.

"Are you Hell Girl?" Amakawa Tsubasa sat up from the boat, looking at her reflection in the Ruo River, and asked, "How did you manage to appear in this place out of thin air, and why does the surrounding environment exactly match what the girl described?" The girl didn't answer her, but instead kept her gaze fixed on the rather huge torii gate not far away, mechanically rowing the boat.

"So I'm hated like this? To the point that they'd rather send me to hell than let them get their revenge." Kawagiri pushed up her glasses. She had already researched the legend of Hell Correspondence, and had even logged into the website in the early hours of the morning. But all she found was a 404 error. Yet now this had happened. Her presence here meant that if someone had commissioned Hell Girl to take her life...

What puzzled her was that she didn't consider herself the kind of person who would incur people's resentment, nor had she ever encountered a situation that had to escalate to this point. The first person that came to her mind was the mastermind behind the scenes whom Saya had asked her to find. She had just managed to find him, and now she was being sent to hell. It was a bit too much of a slap in the face.

"Isn't hell a place for the guilty? I shouldn't be considered a sinner, right?"

Amakawa Tsubasa, who believed she bore no sins, raised her head and looked into the bright eyes of the young girl, questioning her: Why should someone who has done nothing wrong go to hell? This clearly conflicted with Amakawa Tsubasa's unwavering belief in the world.

"Cursing others to death harms both oneself and others."

The girl at the bow of the boat had a unique husky and deep voice. Her calm demeanor was completely at odds with her appearance, which was that of a middle school student, yet it also had a strange and mysterious quality to it.

"The person who curses you will also fall into hell after death. This is the price she has to pay."

The words she spoke had absolutely no connection to what Amakawa Tsubasa had asked, which only deepened the doubts in her heart.

"Do I have to wait until she dies? Then I deserve to be sent to hell?" Yu Chuanyi asked unwillingly. Anyone who was cursed to death for no reason and sent to hell would not be able to remain absolutely calm. Even she was no exception.

"I have no idea.

The girl in the kimono remained unmoved, staring blankly ahead as the small boat slowly sailed toward the torii gate.

"Heh. You, the Hell Girl, say you know nothing? What's the difference between the existence of Hell Communications and a butcher's knife that anyone can pick up?" Amakawa Tsubasa took a deep breath. In the current situation, there was nothing she could do except say a few words. The reason why the other party did not attack her because of her attitude was probably because of guilt.

"Can I ask who hates me so much that they want me dead? Even if I'm sent to hell, I want to know the truth."

"Is the truth really that important?" After hearing Yuchuan Yi's question, which seemed like a final request, the girl at the stern finally showed a hint of emotion in her eyes and slowly lowered her head to ask Yuchuan Yi in return.

"It's very important. I don't want to suffer in hell with doubts after I die." Yuchuan Yi nodded solemnly, his eyes more serious than ever before.

"Sometimes the truth only adds to resentment."

Under Amakawa Tsubasa's resolute gaze, the girl in the kimono stopped paddling, a hint of reluctance flashing in her eyes, and turned her head away.

"It's not about resentment. I just want to pursue the truth." Yu Chuanyi had already guessed some clues from her expression, but she still pressed on relentlessly.

"It is your mother."

Another woman, dressed in a gorgeous kimono, climbed onto the small boat from the river at the bow. She was as beautiful as an ancient geisha, tidying her already soaked hair.

"Teacher Zenggen?"

Yu Chuan Dou never expected to see an acquaintance in such a place, but the words she spoke pierced Yu Chuan Yi's heart like a sharp knife—a heart that was not as fragile as it appeared.

"That's just a nickname. I'm just a servant of the young lady. You might be more apt to call me Bone Woman."

Anna Masane, who should have been sitting in the health classroom, turned into skeletons and reached out to Tsubasa Amakawa, as if she wanted to pat her head to comfort the girl who was shocked by the truth.

Is it my mother? In his heart, Yuchuan Yi knew that if it was one of those two people, then he certainly had reason to resent her.

"That's true. After all, she's told me more than once that the reason she can't find happiness is because of me." Her eyes and head drooped completely. Even though she had promised herself not to let anyone see her vulnerable side, when she truly encountered such a cruel reality, tears still uncontrollably filled her eyes. Indeed, since her biological parents passed away, she shouldn't have expected any familial affection. In fact, it had only brought her more trouble. As if the strength supporting her body had been drained, Yu Chuanyi's body went limp, and only her slender shoulders could be seen trembling.

"This resentment and hatred will lead you to hell." The girl at the stern shook her head and turned her gaze back to the torii gate in the distance.

Then, a wave rolled in from the horizon, and in front of that wave, the black-haired boy raised his right hand.

"Friend! Stop!" Wh

Chapter 72 You're committing a crime

The pleasant atmosphere was instantly ruined by Saya's torpedo-like surge of water, even Amakawa Tsubasa, who had given up all resistance, looked up with surprise upon hearing that familiar voice, her face streaked with tears. With a stylish drift, he brought his small wooden boat to a stop in front of the smaller boat, ignoring the waves and vengeful spirits stirred up behind him by his dash. Saya reached up and smoothed his bangs.

"You are illegally detaining a minor girl, you are breaking the law, my friends."

With a very serious expression, Saya said this to the two women in kimonos on the boat, then jumped off the small boat and stepped onto the frozen river surface.

The waves behind them instantly froze, even the vengeful spirits within were trapped in the ice, remaining in their menacing poses. He'd fooled them again.

"Saku, Saku-kun?"

Unexpectedly, in such a desperate situation, someone would actually come to rescue her. Yu Chuanyi covered her mouth and hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand.

"It's me, that's right. These guys dragged people to hell right in front of me, and I caught them!" After putting on the diamond armor piece by piece from his backpack, and finally putting on his hat, Sōyu glanced at the two women who hadn't spoken since he appeared, and greeted Amakawa Tsubasa on the ship.

"Let's talk this out. I remember Hell Communications' job is just to take people to Hell, right? Well, that's barely done now. If you hand the person over to me, I won't report you for illegally detaining a beautiful girl. What do you say?" Saya pulled out two bottles of strangely colored medicine from his backpack and started drinking them while continuing to negotiate with the two people opposite him. His tone was as casual as if he were buying vegetables at a market.

"You, are you trying to get in our way?" Half of her beautiful face had turned to bone; the former school nurse, Anna Zenggen, questioned the boy blocking her path. How did this guy get from the mortal world to Hell? And judging from the direction he came from, he was heading out from the depths of Hell?

Her courage in saving lives is commendable, but what she did was unacceptable to her.

If he really rescues this girl, then it will be Miss who suffers. Touyu looked up at the strange pattern of four shadows above her head, and the bone woman named Masane Anna sighed, blocking Saya's path.

For the sake of the young lady, we must not let his plan succeed.

"What do you mean I'm hindering you? I'm advising you to stop this criminal activity and do something more meaningful, wouldn't that be better?" Although whl said this, Zuoyou took out the enchanted sword of the Spirit Killer from his backpack and held it tightly in his hand.

This is practically a civil servant from half of hell. Compared to those mindless weirdos outside, they're not even in the same league. Even Sawa doesn't have a clear idea of ​​their level.

But since we're already here, there's no going back, is there? Sawa couldn't bring himself to watch his friend be sent to hell.

"These are the rules of Hell Communication. What you humans think is none of our business. If you continue to block our way, don't blame me for being impolite."

The bone woman's half-face, now a skeleton, opened and closed. Just looking at it was enough to instill fear in one's very soul. The sword in Sōyū's hand gave her an extremely uncomfortable feeling, as if she were inherently suppressed, making her involuntarily wary of this mysterious young man.

Judging from Qi's aura, this guy is a living human being, and there's no energy fluctuation she can sense. Yet, this ordinary human can stand in the Sanzu River and even dare to threaten her with a sword.

"So there's nothing to talk about? But you're not the main person in question. I want to hear what the person behind you is thinking."

Saya glanced at the completely freaked Bone Woman, then focused his gaze on the girl behind her who had been silently staring at him with her blood-red eyes before speaking.

"My job is to guide people into hell." The girl in the kimono reached out her small hand to stop the Bone Woman from stepping forward, and looked at Saya, replying to him in her emotionless tone.

"Then I suggest you skip work, or file a complaint against your boss who's operating illegally. There's no future in doing this kind of thing. Wouldn't it be more promising to do something honest and legitimate?"

Saya shook his head and strode towards the other person. The river water froze into ice as he moved forward, and Saya reached the small boat without much difficulty. He then reached out towards the boat, where Amakawa Tsubasa was staring blankly at him.

"What are you still staring at me for? I've come to take you back. What kind of hell do you think you are, a grown person coming here?"

If Yuuka Tsubasa hadn't yet reacted, he reminded her and gestured for her to stand up and come with him.

"Saya-kun, it was definitely the right decision to befriend you." Finally regaining her senses, Amakawa Tsubasa sniffled, flashed him a bright smile, and decisively placed her hand in his outstretched palm.

It turns out that I wasn't abandoned by everyone. Even in hell, there were people who wanted to save me. This feeling was really heartwarming.

Saya's appearance was like a ray of sunshine, dispelling the gloom in Amakawa Tsubasa's heart and restoring her confidence. However, Saya's direct disregard for the other two's actions clearly meant that he wouldn't succeed so easily.

A black aura erupted from beside the kimono-clad girl, directly binding the arm of Tosao, who was standing by the boat, causing him to stop his outstretched hand.

"Didn't we already agree on this? You've done everything you were supposed to do, so can't I just take her away?" A flash of sky-blue sword light broke the black aura that was wrapped around Zuoyou's injured body.

Saku, holding his enchanted sword, sighed and looked at the girl at the bow of the ship with a troubled expression. If he could, he really didn't want to confront this girl.

However, the girl's only response was a silent shake of her head.

"Tsk, so you mean I have no choice but to steal it?" Helplessly, Zuo You pulled out a golden apple that shimmered with an eerie luster from his backpack. Just thinking about its price in the real world made him feel a pang of heartache.

Eight cubic meters of gold—that's a fortune! Even Kaguya would probably go bankrupt eating that stuff. But in this situation, Saya doesn't have time to think about that anymore. This is the real Hell Girl; if he's not careful, he might really be done for.

Chapter 73 is very useful!

"You can't take her away." The girl in the kimono raised her hand and pointed to Amakawa Tsubasa beside her, her voice carrying an undeniable air of authority.

"That's not up to you to decide, right? Restricting personal freedom isn't a good thing." With a snap of his fingers, the fully armed Saya didn't immediately eat the golden apple in his hand, but instead raised his diamond sword and pointed it forward.

Rather, this Hell Communication is fundamentally flawed.

After explaining his definition of Hell Correspondence, Saya shook his finger at Waka.

"Right and wrong have no meaning to me."

The kimono-clad girl stretched out her small hand, aiming it at Saya. Countless arms broke through the ice beneath Saya's feet, emerging from the river and reaching for his body.

If he were restrained, Sawa would likely be at her mercy.

But in terms of combat, Sōyu once said that he was very talented. With a simple leap, the diamond sword of the Undead Slayer in Sōyu's hand flashed with a glint of light once again, and those arms that appeared out of thin air were cleanly cut off in the middle like wheat being harvested.

It landed smoothly on the water's surface.

Without panicking, Saya raised his hand, and in an instant, he was shielded by the stone wall behind him. The black hand slammed into the meter-thick stone, and visible cracks began to spread from the top. Even Saya, hiding behind it, couldn't help but frown.

The attack was much stronger than he had imagined. As expected of Hell Girl, with the power of hell, she was definitely not someone he could challenge so easily. However, even so, he still had to make his move; after all, Amakawa Tsubasa was in her hands. If he didn't deal with her...

Sōyū, who had been hiding behind the rock, peeked out. The longsword in his hand had been replaced by a longbow, and he had drawn the bowstring taut like a crescent moon. As he released his fingers, a flaming arrow shot towards the girl's location with a whooshing sound.

The kimono-clad girl, who had been watching Saku's reaction with indifference, remained expressionless, only slightly shifting her hand, which had been aimed at him, towards the direction from which the arrow had come.

The black aura gathered behind her once more, quickly condensing into a shield-like substance that blocked the arrow.

Then, a hint of surprise and astonishment finally appeared in the girl's eyes.

As the arrow was blocked, a dark green bead hanging behind it shattered at the tip. Amidst cherry blossom-like pink special effects, Saya, who had been hiding behind the rock, instantly appeared in front of the girl, his glowing longsword slashing directly at her.

The girl, who seemed to have taken root at the bow of the ship, finally moved a step and dodged Saya's attack, which showed no mercy.

"The speed is even faster than me when I've taken the speed-boosting potion? That's really not good news."

Sawa, who had missed his target, was sent flying by a black aura. After rolling several times on the rapidly freezing river, he finally managed to stand up and looked at the still silent girl. The Hell Girl, who had lived for four hundred years, was indeed not as simple as he had imagined. If he had a choice, he would never want to oppose such a monster.

The problem is that he has no choice now.

He disdainfully took out two pieces of meat patties from his backpack and nibbled on them, regaining the two red hearts he had lost when he was knocked away. Zuoyou stared warily at the girl who had stopped attacking.

"You don't belong here, leave." The kimono-clad girl didn't intend to attack further, nor was she angry about Saya's earlier attack. She simply shook her head, stating a fact to Saya: he was no match for her.

After their brief encounter, the kimono-clad girl had a rough idea of ​​Saya's strength. Perhaps the long sword in his hand was still somewhat of a threat to her, but without any special attack methods, he wasn't a particularly troublesome person.