Don't force me to use my right fist.

Chapter 111 This is a Robot

Kaguya said she was going to rest for a while, and she actually leaned on Saiyu's shoulder and took a nap. Saiyu, on the other hand, helplessly took out his phone and browsed various forums, trying to find out if anything strange or unusual had happened in this world. Finding silly netizens was a good option.

Saku glanced at the pinned post about Hell Correspondence, but didn't even bother to click on it.

He's even beaten up Hell Girl. Could any of these silly netizens know him better than him? whl casually scrolled down and actually found quite a few interesting things.

For example, you might faint and then discover that you've awakened the power of a king, or your cat might suddenly turn blue and start speaking human language.

Some are even more fantastical, like the classic urban legends such as Slender Man and the Slit-Mouthed Woman. Unfortunately, a quick glance reveals they're just RPGs made up by the poster, so their credibility is really low.

Even if occasionally one or two posts do come across as vividly descriptive and somewhat credible, they are either immediately buried by other spam or simply disappear after a quick refresh. Yes, it seems the Japanese government can't completely ignore this kind of public opinion; Hell Communication probably only allowed it to be listed because they couldn't stop it.

After searching unsuccessfully, Sōyū turned off his phone. He still lacked someone who could help him search for this kind of information; expecting a non-professional like himself to search for such difficult-to-decipher information was really asking too much of him.

Amakawa Tsubasa is quite good at this, but she has never been exposed to anything strange before. Forcing her into this would be a bit of a disservice to her.

"This is when you really need someone wise to help you; otherwise, you'll just get overwhelmed trying to figure things out on your own."

Zuoyou rubbed his temples. If you think about it carefully, he's gotten himself into a lot of trouble. After dealing with one thing, several more things have come up, making his life quite fulfilling.

The only downside is that after moving here, Saya can no longer farm. Aside from the fact that the basement is right next to the distillery's detention cells, even if Saya did farm in the yard, he couldn't explain why his pumpkins and watermelons were square. And they only take half an hour to ripen! Once.

Leaving Kaguya here is fine, but I still need to go somewhere else.

Thinking of the crucial "hell," Saya, who had nowhere to go, bit his thumb, pondering whether it would be more reliable to build a secret base somewhere underground. However, just as he was thinking this, a knock at the door interrupted his thoughts and also woke up Kaguya, who was already a light sleeper.

Kaguya rubbed her eyes as she left Saya's shoulder and straightened her slightly disheveled clothes.

"How long have I been asleep?" Kaguya, who had stood up and sat opposite Saya, smoothed her bangs and asked Saya softly.

She hadn't had such a relaxing rest in a long time, without having to worry about safety or anything else.

Just the thought of that reassuring person being by her side gave Kaguya a reason to shed all her psychological burdens.

It was alright, only a little over an hour.

Sōyū lowered his voice and looked towards the door. Judging from the footsteps, it seemed to be that somewhat familiar guy again.

"Come in." Kaguya, having put away her relaxed expression and reverted to her cold, aloof demeanor, coughed twice before instructing the person knocking on the door.

"Sorry to bother you."

Wearing a black trench coat, Harujiu and Vodka pushed open the door to Kaguya's room and walked straight in.

"Mr. Haru, I remember I made myself quite clear just now. I hope you've come here to discuss something else." Kaguya's eyebrows furrowed slightly. With the sake brewery's constant provocations, did they really intend to take Saya away from her? In the past, she might have considered the consequences, but now she had no such intention whatsoever.

Anyone who dares to touch Sayu is touching her sore spot.

“That’s not what I meant, Miss Yuzaki. We’re here to discuss serious business.”

Qingjiu seemed unconcerned about what had just happened, maintaining a professional demeanor as she snapped her fingers at the vodka next to her.

"What other important business is there? As the sponsoring conglomerate of the brewery, isn't your job to pay for my safety and protect me?" Kaguya narrowed her eyes. Due to the previous incidents, she had a very bad first impression of this silver-haired man.

While it's undeniable that he is indeed handsome, that's precisely what's least valuable in front of Kaguya.

"No, it's mainly because we're very interested in a technique from your family, Miss Yuzaki." Haru snapped her fingers, and Vodka, who was standing nearby, brought over a tablet and started playing a video.

The video above shows the attack on the Hanazaki family by the Shingon Church. In the video, two god-like steel robots effortlessly blast the intruders away, like stomping on children. Bullets couldn't even leave a mark on them. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of a giant cleaver that cut them in half at the end, the Hanazaki family might not have been destroyed.

"Thanks to the efforts of these two robots, many of the Hanesaki family's servants managed to escape. However, it's a pity that we weren't able to fully recover their remains. By the time we arrived, only iron blocks remained at the scene. "These magical puppets that can actively protect the unfortunate must originate from the Hanesaki family's technology, right? If you could part with them, the brewery would be extremely grateful."

"Qin? I think you've misunderstood. Those are just two robots, not some kind of magical puppet." Kaguya was taken aback. She genuinely hadn't expected the people from the Black Organization to come for this, but why were they suddenly interested in these things?

"No, no, Miss Hanezaki. We are serious. The brewery is an expert in distinguishing between products of mysterious forces and products of science, so you don't need to hide it from us."

Harujiu shook his head. If they could master this skill, it would definitely reduce casualties significantly for the brewery. Kaguya, upon hearing his reply, had no choice but to look to Saya for an answer. It was up to him to decide.

Chapter 112 You treat this like a treasure?

What did Sagayu say?

In this situation, he had no chance to speak.

Moreover, the fact that the other side was able to clear out the iron golems was not based on science but on magic, which means that there must be someone knowledgeable about it, and perhaps even someone with similar technology.

The problem is, if you want to make them, it's simple. You can easily make an iron pumpkin with a flick of your wrist, without even needing to consume any magic or electricity. As long as you have the materials, you can make them infinitely.

But to suggest passing on this technique would be a bit laughable. Without the support of a system, even if someone could obtain square pumpkins and assemble them, they would still only be works of art; transforming them into iron golems would be absolutely impossible. Therefore, Sōyū simply shook his head slightly at Kaguya, indicating that he couldn't agree to that.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Harujiu, even if you say so, I can't agree to it. This technology doesn't belong to the Yuzaki family."

After noticing Saya's response, Kaguya already knew what to do next. She waved to Haruka before refusing him. Their little actions naturally didn't escape Haruka's notice, who had been watching them closely, but since he was the one asking for a favor, he was too embarrassed to say anything.

"If you really don't have the technology, that's fine too. If you could get one or two for us to study, that would be great. As a token of our gratitude, the distillery will naturally reward you accordingly."

Haruji's face was grim. He knew perfectly well that this was definitely related to Saya standing next to Kaguya, but the problem remained: he was the one who had come to ask for a favor, and even if Kaguya simply kicked him out, he couldn't argue.

"With this technology, we will be able to protect ordinary humans from more monsters. Don't you want that to happen, Miss Yuzaki?" Kaguya narrowed her eyes, but showed no sign of being moved.

"Mr. Qingjiu, you know that moral frameworks are useless to conglomerates like ours. Show us your so-called sincerity before we can continue our discussion."

After exchanging a glance with Saya, and seeing the approval in his eyes, Kaguya replied slowly and deliberately.

“Of course.” Since Kaguya said so, it means there’s room for negotiation. Haruyuki gave a wink to the vodka behind him, signaling him to open the suitcase he was carrying.

A ray of golden light shone from within, and Sōyū, who was equally curious about the reward they were talking about, secretly peeked in and then involuntarily spat out all the tea he was swallowing.

Vodka, his face covered in tea, wiped it off and glared at Wakasayu with a look of indignation. If he hadn't been quick enough, the vinegar inside would have been mixed with Sayu's saliva. Seeing everyone's attention shift from the box to him, Sayu could only shrink back, make an apologetic gesture to Vodka, and then shrank to stand next to Kaguya.

Although she didn't know what Saku was up to, Kaguya still protected him and changed the subject.

"So what's the effect of this thing? It's not just pure gold, is it? The Yuzaki family has plenty of things like that." Kaguya pointed to the golden apple in the box. She didn't know if it was her imagination, but she felt that this thing was almost identical to the apple that Saya had taken out and was eating from somewhere, except that the color was different.

"Miss Yuzaki, you shouldn't underestimate this thing. Even with the resources of our brewery, we can't replicate it. Naturally, it has powerful effects."

As if holding some precious item, Vodka tidied his clothes, which had been soaked by Saya's spray, before proudly boasting to Kaguya about Kaguya.

"This thing fell from one of the two strange creatures during their battle a long time ago. Our research has revealed that it has extremely powerful healing effects." Holding the golden apple up to Kaguya, Vodka continued.

"As long as you still have the strength to eat this, even if you suffer a fatal wound like being cut in half at the waist or pierced through the chest, you can still recover in a day. Moreover, it can protect you from a certain degree of attack for a period of time."

"Is this enough sincerity?"

Knowing that for Kaguya, who was being targeted by a strange organization, this thing might mean a life, Haruyuki said to her.

He believed that this was more than enough for Kaguya to exchange for an iron golem.

"Of course, that's not all. I remember, Miss Hanezaki, you were investigating the whereabouts of a sword called Enma-tō, right? The brewery was fortunate enough to have that sword in its possession for a while. If you're interested, this can also be given to you as a bonus." Seeing that Kaguya was still somewhat hesitant, Harujiu then added the new reward.

Sawa, standing to the side, couldn't bear to watch anymore while Vodka was bragging about the golden apple. Where did these people get that thing?

He still had half a set of these items in his backpack, and even more than a dozen enchanted golden apples of higher quality. For an ordinary person, this might truly be equivalent to half a life, but for Zuoyou, in the world of Minecraft, he could eat them like food.

However, it was the information he later shared about the Enma sword that caught Saya's attention. He was truly only after the casket, not the jewel; Saya had only taken a liking to this freebie.

After a moment's thought, Sōyu tapped Kaguya on the shoulder and sent her a text message: "[If you're okay with it, you can agree to their request. Just have them wait a few days to pick up the goods at a certain location.]" If they didn't want the technology, and simply wanted an Iron Golem for research, Sōyu was willing to accept it. In fact, if what Haruka and the others said was true, and the brewery only wanted to use the technology to protect ordinary people, he wouldn't mind sharing it.

Unfortunately, that wasn't possible, so Saya had to give the decision-making power to Kaguya, who was the heiress of the conglomerate and had far more experience in this area than he did.

Kaguya glanced at the message Saya sent her before tapping her little head.

"It's acceptable, but it will take time. As I said before, this isn't the technology of the Yuzaki family, and it won't be easy to create something like this."

Kaguya, who knew lying was as easy as breathing, knew that this thing really was that easy; Saya could put it together casually and it wouldn't even take half a minute.

But Qingjiu didn't know that!

Chapter 113 No!

After finally getting rid of the two from the brewery, Sayu breathed a sigh of relief and became completely dejected.

He was so frustrated.

Saku picked up the golden apple on the table, which the brewery had left as a token of their sincerity, and tossed it around. He confirmed that it was exactly the same as the ones in his backpack.

I'm genuinely curious about where they got this thing from.

Sōyū looked at the golden apple in his hand, his chin resting on his hand, and fell into deep thought.

"If you need it, you can keep this. I don't usually use these things anyway." Kaguya had no objections. Seeing Saku staring blankly at the apple, she assumed he was interested in it and casually said.

“If it’s really important to you, it’s not impossible to find more sake to exchange for. Judging from what they just said, they probably have more than one.” Kaguya, who mistakenly thought this was something very important to Sawa, lowered her head and thought for a moment before adding.

"Huh? Oh, no, you can have this. I have so many of these things I can hardly fit them all in my hands."

Sōyū casually tossed it to Kaguya, then took out an enchanted golden apple from his backpack and gestured at her to prove that he really didn't need it.

"So what are you thinking about?"

Kaguya caught the golden apple Saku threw to her with both hands, frowning as she looked at it. "Something this big...it seems impossible to carry around. Was this a bad deal?"

"Huh? I'm wondering if I should go back to the distillery. To be honest, I'm becoming more and more interested in this organization."

Saya shared his thoughts with Kaguya. It was one thing for the brewery to produce so many counterfeit products, but this time they even brought out a genuine MC bottle, which piqued his interest. Of course, his "going back" wasn't a literal, honorable return. Gathering intelligence was more like infiltration.

"Won't it be dangerous? How about I try to communicate with them and see if I can take you on the tour?" Kaguya frowned; Saya's suggestion wasn't exactly brilliant.

"I was just saying it casually. If you really want to sneak into the bar, you do need to do some preparation."

Sawa declined Kaguya's suggestion, as it wouldn't be appropriate for her to step in. His main concern was whether the Blacksmith Company might possess any strange tools, and if he were exposed, it would implicate her.

"If you're going, remember to let me know beforehand so I can see if I can cover for you."

Kaguya breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he didn't intend to rush in. They'd already gotten themselves into trouble with the Church of Truth, whose strengths were unknown; if they added the Distillery on top of that, things would be truly complicated.

“Okay, I’ll remember.” Saya agreed, it was only right to say hello to her. Just as Saya was about to continue thinking about how to infiltrate the brewery, the phone rang, interrupting his thoughts. Glancing at the caller ID, realizing that it seemed only the two of them knew his number, Saya glanced at Kaguya looking at him from across the room before pressing the answer button.

"Hello? Why are you suddenly calling me, Class Monitor?"

Looking at the time, Sōyō realized it was already after school and scratched his head. Amakawa Tsubasa calling him at this hour couldn't possibly be about school.

"I'm glad you're alright, Saya-kun."

The girl opposite him visibly breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Saya's usual flippant voice, as if she had been worried about him the whole time.

"Huh? What could possibly be wrong with me?"

Feeling that Kaguya's gaze was a little strange, Saku turned his head away, covered his phone, and replied softly.