Don't force me to use my right fist.

"Drink it all in one go. If you waste it and end up with a scar on your chest, don't blame it on me."

Saku roughly grabbed the girl's delicate chin and practically forced her to drink the entire bottle of potion that emitted a strange pink glow.

The powerful regeneration potion is a classic item that claims to revive anyone who isn't already dead.

Unfortunately, this thing takes up too much backpack space and can't be stacked. Even Zuo You only carried three bottles with him for self-defense.

But who would have thought they'd come back like this? It's hard to say whether hellfire and flame powder even exist in this world. Who knows, these three bottles might be considered rare and discontinued.

We're going to such lengths to save a girl who's probably mentally unstable.

Is it really worth it?

If he hadn't seen that his status bar was completely empty, he would have even wondered if he had been hit by a buff similar to the charm he had with Tomie.

He could only blame himself for being too soft-hearted; he couldn't bring himself to watch a living person die right before his eyes.

Moreover, regeneration potion is difficult to make, while golden apples are easy to make.

I'm a little worried that if I eat too much, there might be a risk of heavy metal poisoning.

However, from the girl's perspective, Saya's actions had absolutely nothing to do with saving people.

No one would likely think that drinking all of that pink potion, which was still emitting an eerie glow, would have any health benefits.

This color is just not right!

The girl, who was already on her deathbed, widened her beautiful eyes and struggled to escape from Sōyū's grasp. Unfortunately, her slender arms could do nothing but weakly massage him.

Even though he wanted to spit out the unknown liquid in his mouth, he couldn't stop Saya's hand from pressing down on his chin, so he could only endure the discomfort and let the medicine slide down his throat.

Although she didn't know what the effects of the medicine would be, being forced to eat it was something she found extremely objectionable.

The girl closed her eyes in despair, waiting for Saya to relax his guard slightly so she could decide what to do with her last bit of strength.

Sōyū never expected that his simple act of trying to avoid her endless questions would be so easily misunderstood by the girl.

Seeing that the bottle of regeneration potion was finally drunk clean in the girl's small mouth, Zuoyou finally released his arms that were controlling her.

"vomit……"

"No matter what you feed me, I will never let you go. You will eventually regret what you did to me today."

The girl gagged, and finding that she could no longer vomit up the medicine, she stared intently at Sōyū's face with the same look she had for a dead man.

"I just saved someone. If you're going to regret it now, do you want me to kill you with my own hands?"

Sōyū's head was full of question marks that were almost solidifying.

"Even at a time like this, you're still thinking about deceiving me..."

The girl's momentum gradually softened.

Even if she was furious, she couldn't help but notice that the wound on her chest was healing at a visible speed.

Just like a scene that could only happen in a movie, the girl only felt a burning sensation coming from the wound on her chest, and then the excruciating pain was gone.

Even through the clothes, you could see that the flesh and blood tissue inside the wound were reorganizing on its own, and even the shattered internal organs were constantly recovering.

In just a short while, while talking to Sōyū, the wound on her chest had already healed to almost full strength.

Even the arm that was previously immobilized due to the impact has regained sensation.

"Tell me, what did I lie to you about? Or do you think the medicine I gave you will have any strange effects?"

Sōyu stood by with his arms crossed, watching coldly. His conscience kicked in, and he used a possibly rare item to save her. But even then, he was being misunderstood. He was like clay, and he was getting a little annoyed.

"You're not human?"

The girl, who had finally realized something, pointed her finger at Sakuya.

Destroying the steel wreckage out of thin air and then producing this miraculous medicine that can bring the dead back to life is something no human being could do.

Therefore, there is only one conclusion that can be drawn.

The creature in front of me is not human at all.

Chapter Nine You're Really Not Human

"Although I roughly know what you mean, it's hard for me not to think you're insulting me."

Sōyu covered his forehead. Of course he knew what this guy meant. If he put himself in his shoes, he would also see himself as a monster.

Especially considering that there really is such a thing as the supernatural in this world.

"I am a human being, a living, breathing human being, perfectly healthy in both mind and body. Can you understand that?"

Saya explained to the girl, but even he himself didn't fully believe what he said.

But that doesn't matter, does it? He can at least be considered the other party's savior. At this moment, instead of expressing gratitude and offering himself in gratitude, at the very least, they shouldn't be questioning his identity like they are now.

Sawa felt a pang of sadness and a sense of unease, realizing that his good intentions had been in vain.

I should have just killed this guy; it would have saved me a precious regeneration potion.

As Saya reflected on himself, he thought angrily that, feeling his heart broken, he secretly decided that it would be best to stay away from this idiot.

If you stay with people who aren't mentally sound, you'll eventually become mentally sound yourself.

She's such a pretty girl, how come she's not very bright?

Then, just as he made this decision, Saya's eyes narrowed, and he pounced on the girl who was still looking at him with curious eyes, knocking her to the ground.

"While I am grateful for what you have done, if you put your hands where they shouldn't again, you'll need to consider the consequences."

The girl, somewhat bewildered by Sōyō's sudden action, narrowed her eyes as she looked at his hand, which seemed to have been placed on her chest unintentionally, his tone as cold as ice in winter.

The girl's hand inadvertently reached into the pocket hidden in her black clothes.

One thing at a time, even if Zuoyou saved her, that's not a reason for him to do such a thing.

"I've noticed you have a really rich imagination. Have you ever considered writing children's literature?"

Sōyū rolled his eyes and held up the shield he had hastily taken out of his backpack.

A bullet lay silently in front of them, the smoke from its impact still lingering on the shield in Sōyū's hand.

I instinctively protected the guy again, but I never noticed before that my movements and speed seemed to be far beyond what ordinary people could do.

Zuoyou didn't think that someone like him, who was a shut-in who spent his days playing computer games or thinking about how to play computer games before he transmigrated, would be able to react before the bullets arrived.

In other words, during those years in that blocky world, I actually grew quite a bit?

Otherwise, how could he have felt that if he had just used that virtual cube hand to punch, he could have smashed it before the bullet even hit him?

However, given the current situation, Saya shouldn't have time to think about these things anymore.

Listening to the footsteps coming from all directions, Sōyu frowned.

Did they just open fire without any warning?

They've come with ill intentions.

"Hmm, they've finally arrived."

The girl realized she had misunderstood the boy once again when she saw the bullet, but now was not the time to apologize.

"Here to pick you up?"

Sōyū turned around, constantly switching between his diamond pickaxe and diamond sword, trying to decide whether to fight or flee.

"Heh, didn't I just tell you? Of course they're here to kill me."

The girl smoothed her long hair that was hanging down her temples, subtly shifted her body, and said after letting Sōyō's hand leave her somewhat sensitive soft flesh.

After Saya's startled reaction, she felt a sense of relief that she hadn't felt in a long time.

This guy is probably not human or anything, but he's much easier to deal with than the guys around me.

Even with her temper and attitude, he would still subconsciously protect her. He must either be a naturally kind person or definitely have ulterior motives towards her.

The girl, who knew perfectly well how disliked she was for her way of dealing with people, smiled at Sōyū, her eyes holding a hint of something indescribable.

"Then how can you still laugh? You really do have something wrong with your brain, right?"

Sōyū's lips twitched twice. He admitted that the girl in front of him looked beautiful when she smiled, and even gave him the feeling that the world was dimmed because of her smile. But now was clearly not the time to smile, right?

They came here with guns to kill people!

"It doesn't matter. I've already stated that my death was inevitable from the moment the helicopter crashed."

The girl pulled a tiny, golden pistol from her pocket, flicked the safety with her slender fingers, and pointed the gun at her own head, much to Saku's disbelief.

"If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now. But if it's convenient, could you tell me your name? That way, I can come find you next time."

A hint of relief appeared on her usually expressionless, beautiful face as the girl asked Sōyū in her final moments.

"Also, thank you for your kindness. I feel bad about wasting your magical potion. If possible, I will repay you."

She didn't want to be captured by these guys. They would bleed her out, cut her open, and torture her for ages before she could finally die. That would be incredibly painful.

Rather than falling into their hands, it's easier to end it all myself. After all, it's just starting over, and there won't be any pain.

"What do you want from me? Are you visiting me in a dream or trying to take my soul?"

Sawa really couldn't keep up with this guy's thought process. At this time, he committed suicide and still wanted to ask him for his name. Was he planning to haunt him even after he became a ghost?

With a flick of his finger on the girl's smooth forehead, Sōyū snatched the tiny, gold-rimmed pistol from her hand before she could react.

He still owes him a bottle of regeneration potion, and he just died like that. Did he even get permission from Zuoyou?

"The score wasn't settled, and the words weren't clearly spoken. Who told you to die?"

With a blank expression, Zuoyou switched the stone blocks in his hand and quickly tapped them a few times, building a two-meter-high stone room that completely surrounded the girl.

The other side was clearly targeting this girl. Let's build her a small box and lock her up. A meter-thick layer of stone will keep these guys busy for half a day.

It wouldn't be right to have him protect this girl while dealing with the approaching assassins; that would be too much trouble.

"You really aren't human."

After the girl complained to him a few times after her suicide gun was taken away, her beautiful eyes shone brighter than the stars in the sky when she saw that Saya had simply waved his hand a few times and a stone house had appeared out of thin air to protect her.

Perhaps this time, the variable that is enough to change everything has finally appeared?