Don't force me to use my right fist.

Saku, feeling a little ticklish from Kaguya's small hands, shrank back and pulled away from her grasp. He thought to himself, "Why does she keep touching me? I have plenty of breasts."

"You've already gone through it, are you sure there won't be any problems?"

Her original arrogance was gone, replaced by worry as Kaguya Yuzaki repeatedly confirmed.

Even though she no longer cared so much about her own safety, when she saw Saya being pierced through the chest, Kaguya felt as if she herself had been pierced through the chest.

"Alright, alright, Li. I know this might not be something a normal human being could do, but don't worry, I'm absolutely fine, and there won't be any aftereffects." You grabbed Kaguya's somewhat thin shoulders, and Saya looked at her seriously, completely calming her down from her still somewhat agitated state.

He had to admit that this reaction made him feel quite comfortable; it turned out this guy wasn't incapable of caring about people after all.

"What do we do now? It seems we can't get any information from these people." Sōyu scratched his head. The group whose necks he had snapped earlier didn't seem to have survived the fire either. As for the maid who betrayed Kaguya, her body was now completely destroyed. This shouldn't be considered him killing them, since they were burned to death on their own.

Saya scratched his head, trying to console himself, and offered a Batman-esque explanation.

"I don't know, let's leave here first. Lingxian will take care of the rest."

Calming down, Kaguya rubbed her temples. Only now did she realize something terrifying: the organization that wanted her dead was indeed not as simple as she had initially thought. Because of Saya's appearance, things had begun to veer in a direction even she couldn't foresee. At least the leader of that group called "Western Land" possessed bizarre abilities that no normal human could possibly have; it could only be said that this was already within the realm of supernatural abilities.

“Then I need to explain something first.” Saya pinched his chin and glanced at Kaguya standing next to him.

"Is there anything else you'd like to add? Or is there anything I can help you with?" Kaguya looked at Saya; he was the only person she could rely on right now. Without him by her side, she truly didn't know how she could survive in this situation.

"No, I mean, can you drive? I can't drive this thing. The only thing I've ever driven in my life is a mining truck, but that thing doesn't even need a steering wheel." Saya pointed to the undamaged car beside him. If they wanted to get back, driving would be the fastest way. But the problem was, how could someone with no sense of direction have ever learned to drive? They couldn't possibly walk back, could they? Kaguya was speechless once again. Why did Saya always manage to ask such questions in such serious situations, questions that wouldn't come up with without ten years of brain damage?

"Yeah, do you expect me to ask you when we can have dinner, since your house is on fire?"

Zuoyou scratched his head. Since there were no clues, he shouldn't put too much pressure on himself by thinking too much. Wouldn't it be better to think about something more realistic?

"I... never mind, now I have 296 favors."

Kaguya felt a lump in her throat, wanting to say something to him but not knowing what to say. After holding it in for a long time, all she could manage was a sigh.

"I just saved your life, how do you want to repay that favor?" Zuo You crossed his arms. Mentioning this gave him energy; it was good to be able to translate it into tangible numbers, at least he knew how much longer he could keep up his antics.

"It's hard to calculate, let's put this aside." Hearing Saya mention this, Kaguya's tone softened. Just as he said, no matter how eccentric he was, the fact remained that he had saved her life, and there was no way she could ever repay him now.

"Then I have another question. Where am I going to sleep tonight? My house was demolished. How about you give me the piece of land you promised me last time?"

Sōyū's eyes shone with anticipation. Thinking about it carefully, it didn't seem like entirely bad news. At least now he seemed to have a reason to go to his own territory?

Only in matters like this does Kaguya suddenly find herself with no room for negotiation.

The thought that even her ever-present maid could be turned against her made Kaguya feel even more secure staying by Saya's side. At least he hadn't betrayed her trust just now.

"The way you're saying that makes it sound like you want me to serve you?" Zuoyou shrugged, finding his words rather odd.

Chapter 109 He's Mine

In the end, it was that familiar girl in the suit who came to pick up Saya and Kaguya. There was no way around it; Saya genuinely couldn't drive, and as for Kaguya, she was even less capable—she'd never even driven a mine cart, let alone a bicycle.

However, following the girl in the suit named Reisen were some other people whose expressions instantly became interesting for Sōyū. Thinking about it, it made sense; after all, Kaguya was their partner now, and with such a big incident, there was no reason not to come and help.

Moreover, this involves some beings who are beyond the reach of ordinary people, which makes them even more interested.

Having given up on complaining, Saya glanced at Haruyu, who was approaching with vodka, and turned his head slightly away, not wanting to have any interaction with her.

As for any complaints, they should be kept to oneself; it's best not to speak up in this situation.

"Young Miss, are you alright?" The girl in the suit immediately went to Kaguya's side, wanting to help her up and ask her how she was doing.

But Kaguya instinctively took a step back and hid behind Saya.

"It's alright. Has your temporary accommodation been arranged?" Kaguya avoided the girl in the suit's small hand, maintaining her usual indifferent tone as she asked. What had just happened still had some impact on her; at least for now, Saya was the only person she could trust.

"Well, for safety reasons, the accommodation this time is arranged near the wine shop. Mr. Qingjiu said that the winery staff will be responsible for the security of the area."

A hint of confusion flashed in the young woman's eyes. She was genuinely puzzled as to why her young mistress was suddenly becoming so distant from her, and why they were the only two left present. Shouldn't there be a maid responsible for protecting the young mistress?

Although she realized that something might have happened, the girl, adhering to the principle that a servant should only know what a servant should know, chose to honestly answer Kaguya's questions, while putting everything else out of her mind.

“Yes, Ms. Kaguya Hanesaki, our brewery is definitely more professional in dealing with these kinds of matters than your private security.”

Haruyu nodded to Kaguya. They naturally knew what had happened to Kaguya; this was a task assigned to them by their superiors.

Kaguya turned her head away. She didn't have much of a problem with that; the key point was Zuo You's decision. If she remembered correctly, he shouldn't have too much contact with the people from the brewery, after all, he was someone who escaped from there. No wonder he hadn't said a word since Qingjiu arrived.

Haruyuki noticed that Kaguya's gaze was directed at Saya, which made him even more puzzled.

He remembered that the young lady of the Yuzaki family, as described in the intelligence report, was notoriously unconventional, even earning the title of "tyrant." When had she ever fallen so low as to need to defer to a man? Moreover, judging from the situation, a fierce battle had definitely taken place to cause this, yet Kaguya showed no signs of injury whatsoever, which was enough to prove that she was definitely not as simple as she seemed. Saya noticed that after Kaguya looked at him, everyone else's attention also turned to him. With a wry smile, he could only nod at Kaguya.

This situation absolutely cannot be discussed, but accepting the Black Organization's protection from Kaguya is something worth trying. Compared to Kaguya's family's rather flimsy security, which, while perhaps impenetrable to ordinary humans, is practically a toy in the eyes of him or that so-called Right Seat of God from the Western Lands he just met. But the Black Organization is different. After all, it's an organization with the ability to capture and imprison supernatural beings. Not to mention anything else, just look at that girl named Renya we met today.

If Saya had been in her place during that battle, it wouldn't have been so difficult. Time stop is too effective against humans; the problem is, her time stop isn't the kind that prevents attacks. If she wanted, she could easily kill someone within a time stop. With the protection of the Black Organization, Saya would have been able to free up time and energy for other investigations, instead of being held back by Kaguya and unable to take any other action.

As for whether his identity will be exposed, that's another matter. He can simply remain silent, can't he?

Moreover, as long as you don't speak about it in front of Qingjiu, Vodka, and that Lianye, you don't need to worry too much about this matter.

In other situations, even if they had doubts, with Kaguya's influence over them, they could only remain suspicious at most. After obtaining Sawa's...

"Thank you for your help. If there's nothing else, I'll head back now."

Kaguya nodded slightly towards the opposite side, intending to leave with Saya.

However, Haruyu stepped forward and blocked Saya's path behind her.

"Could you please explain what just happened here? This is crucial for us to understand who orchestrated this attack on Miss Kaguya. If it's convenient, could you please explain what Tasukushi did?"

After removing her top hat, Qingjiu looked at the boy who seemed rather strange and asked him in a low voice.

He didn't intend to cause trouble for Kaguya; he stopped Saya, which is generally not against the rules. However, this was somewhat upsetting for Saya.

What did he say? That all the ashes on this floor were from him burning them? That he got into a fight with some weirdo who's all about forgiveness?

These are not things that cannot be said, but at least they should not be said to Ruoqingjiu.

Fortunately, Sawa is not alone or on a single front.

"Excuse me, Mr. Qingjiu. Did I not explain myself clearly? What I meant was that I wanted to go back, but are you trying to stop me?"

"Ms. Hanezaki, we're just doing a routine job..."

Haruyu didn't speak. Instead, she stared coldly at Saya, as if she hadn't heard what Kaguya was saying. It was Vodka, who was standing to the side, who hurriedly explained for her.

“I don’t want to repeat myself. He’s my man, and I hope you won’t target him, Mr. Qingjiu, because if you do, I’ll have to consider whether you’re targeting me.” whl took Saya’s hand, and Kaguya led him directly into the car driven by the girl in the suit, leaving the place that had been burned to a crisp.

Chapter 110 She's Getting Cute!

After a long drive, they arrived at the temporary accommodations arranged by the brewery. Saya followed Kaguya off the bus. The accommodations were, as always, a Japanese-style house. Perhaps it was Kaguya's preference, but she seemed to dislike living in modern high-rise buildings.

Just as the distillery said, it's right next to it, in the vicinity of the distillery.

As a secretive organization that cannot be exposed to ordinary people, the distillery naturally has its own disguise.

That was a winery, living up to its name. And it was indeed quite close, only about two hundred meters away.

However, none of this had much to do with Sawa; he had no interest in revisiting the place.

They were led into a room by the girl in the suit who was leading the group, where Saya and Kaguya sat down facing each other.

He waved to signal the girl in the suit who was waiting to leave, and once she closed the door, Zuoyou deflated like a punctured balloon.

He was naturally a talkative person, and holding it in all the way had almost killed him. Kaguya also breathed a sigh of relief; her tense little face softened, and she placed her small hands on the table, half-closing her eyes as she gazed at Saya across from her.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?" Zuoyou scratched his face with his finger. Could it be that he was disfigured during the fight? Logically speaking, he shouldn't be.

"No, I'm just a little tired." Kaguya rubbed her temples, explaining wearily to Saya.

Is there any necessary connection between these two?

Sōyū was even more puzzled. If he was tired, he should rest early. Why was he staring at him? Did he have some kind of fatigue-relieving ability? If that were the case, how come he didn't know?

Besides, he's the one who charged into battle and got into fights, and he hasn't even complained of being tired yet, so why is this guy who's been protecting him from behind starting this?

Yes, because only when you're by my side can I feel at ease and get some rest. Kaguya bit her lower lip, and after thinking for a long time, she finally told the reason in a low voice.

"Hmm, you've been acting a little strange from the very beginning. Are you alright?" Saya narrowed one eye and pinched her chin. It seemed that ever since the attack, this girl had been acting too abnormally. It was completely inconsistent with her original high-and-mighty, arrogant young lady persona.

If you think about what happened, you can understand why she has become the way she is now.

"Can I lean on you and rest for a while? Consider it another favor I owe you." Kaguya shook her head, a rare look of vulnerability on her face. She got up and sat down next to Saya, meeting his gaze with tired eyes as she spoke.

"Alright. But honestly, are you really that close to that maid?"

Kaguya rested her head on his shoulder. Saya smelled a faint, sweet, orchid-like scent emanating from her hair and tentatively asked, "What do you mean?" He remembered Kaguya saying that betrayal was the worst thing she could do. She valued trust immensely, and once she trusted someone, she would, as she herself had said, unconditionally believe them until they betrayed that trust. Saya knew this all too well. But the more she believed this, the deeper the hurt she felt when betrayed.

"I don't want to mention her, just let me lean on you for a while. I'll be fine after I rest for a bit." Kaguya's little shoulders trembled after hearing Saya's question. Her face was completely covered by her long black hair, and she leaned weakly against Saya.

"Alright then, but I want to make this clear first: you can cry all you want, but don't get your snot on my clothes."

Saya whispered a joke; he really didn't know how to comfort girls, but he was quite good at making girls angry. Kaguya ignored his joke, snuggled closer to him, and then asked a question in a voice so low it required careful listening to be heard.

"Why didn't you agree to that person's suggestion back then? If you had done that, there would have been no need to take these risks."

The girl, who kept her head down, dared not look him in the eye, and her tone was full of confusion.

Huh? Which one are you talking about?

Sawa was momentarily stunned. What suggestion?

"It was when you were being controlled by that person. Even if you had just pretended to agree, you wouldn't have been in such a dangerous situation, right? Kaguya was still very concerned about Saya's choice at that time."

Having been betrayed once by the person she trusted most, she probably would have truly collapsed if Saya had agreed to his proposal back then.

Even if he did exactly what she said, and only pretended to agree, it would still plant a thorn in her heart, one that could never be completely eradicated.

"Would you believe me if I said I didn't think that much at the time? I got angry and didn't pay much attention to what the other person was saying. I just wanted to twist his head off."

Saya truthfully expressed his truest thoughts at the time. It had nothing to do with Kaguya's trust or anything like that. As long as he thought about how the other side had burned down his fields, all that was left was anger.

There's so much nonsense to say later. If he doesn't teach the other side a lesson first, he's not Saga.

"Heh, that's quite a response to your personality." Kaguya leaned her face against Saya's shoulder. This guy always smelled of food, and the smell would change frequently, depending entirely on what he was snacking on. For example, right now, there was a faint fruity fragrance of carrots. But surprisingly, Kaguya, who usually suspected she had mild mysophobia, didn't feel any disgust. She just wanted to lean on his shoulder and rest for a while. She was very grateful that she still had someone to rely on. Otherwise, she really didn't know why she was still persisting. Perhaps if Saya had betrayed her back then, Kaguya felt that she might not even have the courage to reincarnate again. Stopping to struggle and accepting her fate might be easier to accept than the cruel present world.

"So if you really feel okay, you can lean on my other shoulder. I want to use this hand to play on my phone, it's kind of boring."

Saya glanced at the now-silent Kaguya and continued joking. Kaguya was speechless at his remark, lightly punched his shoulder, and stood up. Just when Saya thought she had rested enough and was about to sit back down, she actually did as he said, moving to sit on Saya's left and leaning against his shoulder again.

Is this okay?

After adjusting her body and finding the most comfortable position, Kaguya leaned back and said, having regained some of her energy.