Don't force me to use my right fist.

Zuo You narrowed his eyes. Even if he didn't want to, he couldn't do anything about it. He was just too weak to beat the other side. It was already good enough that he was given a chance. After all, taking him back was only a temporary thing.

"If I don't meet my expectations, then it depends on my mood. Maybe Qingjiu will ask me for performance targets sometime, and I'll have to use you as a scapegoat," Lianye said, leaning against a tree.

She didn't entirely expect Sōyō to actually do that, but at the very least, if he did, Rinya would have more trust in him.

As long as the strange person isn't doing anything bad, it's not like we can't let them off the hook.

"How am I supposed to arrest them? I don't have any basic information. Do you think I'm omniscient and omnipotent?"

Zuo You frowned, but a flash of inspiration struck him. He actually did have an item in his backpack that could track and locate something. Looking at the dozen or so Ender Eyes he had left over from searching for the End, Zuo You had a bold idea. Before, these things could only be used to locate the End or open End portals; they just took up space in his backpack, even less than Ender Pearls. But now, with magical crafting, perhaps he could actually utilize its locating property.

"That's your problem. If I had a clue, I wouldn't have asked you to do it; I would have gone myself." Lianye shook his head. The distillery's recent operations had only resulted in the capture of a group of undead creatures that only knew how to attack. The only ghoul that had any semblance of consciousness was now hanging in the hands of this guy in front of them.

"Then you should at least give me some characteristics or information about him, right?"

Zuo You sighed. Even a skilled cook can't cook without rice. Even if he had ideas, he needed to know who he was looking for first.

"It's alright, we still have plenty of time. At least for now, I don't want to expose your intentions." Lian Ye shrugged. There was nothing she could do about it.

Chapter 121 Even if it's a dream, isn't it a bit too strange?

Finally, after exchanging contact information with Saya, Renya let him leave with Saya beside him.

She wasn't worried about Saya running away. Since he had always been by Kaguya's side, it meant their relationship was definitely extraordinary. As long as Kaguya was still around, he couldn't go far. As for whether he could handle the vampire, that depended on his own abilities.

After quickly tidying up her somewhat disheveled clothes, Renya took one last look at the strange creature that Saya had burned to nothingness, and walked back to where Haruyuki's car was.

"Why are you so late coming back? Did you discover any traces of that vampire?" Vodka, who had already finished her shift and was helping other employees check for injuries sustained in the battle, asked Lianye, who was strolling back. She had gone to monitor and protect the other employees. Why was she so late?

"No, I just found a ghoul with consciousness. Unfortunately, before I could follow him to find the real ghoul, he died on the way."

Renya recounted what she had done, but omitted what happened afterward. Lying to Harujiu was clearly unwise, but telling only half the truth is no different from a lie.

"Where is the body?"

Qingjiu frowned. Such conscious monsters need to be eliminated even more, otherwise, no one knows how serious the consequences will be.

"It's burned. You can have someone collect the ashes; it's on the path leading out of the park." He pointed in the direction he had come from and got back into the back seat of the black sedan.

"We need to find a way to trace the source of these deaths. Otherwise, if things continue like this, someone will find out sooner or later." Vodka, who had also returned to the driver's seat, took a drag of his cigarette, his expression somewhat grave.

The distillery has been very busy lately, dealing with Hell Communications, that damned vampire, and that pumpkin-headed monster wandering around. The problem is that if they don't choose to lead the team, it's hard to guarantee the safety of their subordinates.

"Go and urge Ali. The methods for making so many items and spells in the Index have already been listed. Even with the answers, can't he understand them?"

Qingjiu gave Ruofu a word of instruction, then glanced at Lianye behind her through the rearview mirror.

"You too. There have been multiple reports of Hell Girl appearing at that school, and according to the Index of Forbidden Books, this vampire is also lurking nearby. The fleshy monster from last time was also analyzed to have been summoned by a human. Don't really think of yourself as a student."

He instructed her on her tasks at school. Qingjiu frowned, feeling like he hadn't had a proper rest during this time. Strange things had been piling up on him, like a tangled ball of yarn.

"What about that headless rider?" Lianye asked. He never expected that Zuoyou would also be lurking in that school. Such a small campus was full of hidden talents.

"Him? He'll come out when the time comes."

Qingjiu waved his hand, saying that just mentioning this person gave him a headache.

There was never a time when he wouldn't get involved in something; Qingjiu even suspected that this operation might have been carried out under his surveillance. Aiya chuckled softly and turned her head away. In a way, these two really were quite destined for each other. Outside a convenience store in Suguri Park.

Having removed all her armor, Saya, the Saya Fushimi, leaned against a bench and went to a vending machine to buy herself a bottle of mineral water.

"Wake up. Wake up, Shana."

Shaking Saya, who was still soundly asleep, I noticed her when I returned. She was more like asleep than unconscious.

They really have a big heart.

"Bully? Who called me?"

Rubbing her eyes, Saya woke up and looked at Saya in front of her, still half asleep.

"Um, Saya-kun? What are you doing here? What happened?"

Saya Furuka's head was still a little fuzzy, and she vaguely remembered that Saya shouldn't be like this.

Why doesn't he have a pumpkin head anymore?

"Huh? I was going to ask you the same thing, Saya-kun. Why did you just lie down on the bench and fall asleep? That's dangerous, you know."

Seeing her confused look, Zuoyou knew that he was sure he could fool her, so he quickly explained to her.

"Is that so?" She tilted her head in distress, her fake cat ears sticking limply to her hair. She remembered having a very strange dream; first, she was attacked by a homeless man, then Saya appeared in the form of a pumpkin head to save her, and later they even started making action movies.

Once she understood the absurd plot, Saya's little eyebrows furrowed.

Okay, even if this is a dream, it's still weird enough.

That's how it is, that's why you're still not home so late.

Seeing that she actually believed his lie, Zuoyou quickly changed the subject.

"Yes, I wanted to buy some things on the way back."

Realizing that she was buying things so that Saya could eat cookies she had made herself, Saya turned her head away, her face flushed, and concealed what she wanted to buy.

"Even so, you still need to be careful, okay? It's already dark, and it's very dangerous to linger outside." Zuo You kindly reminded her, but how to put it... he felt that in some situations, the danger was defined by the person attacking her, not by her. Just now, Zuo You felt that if he had been a little slower, he might have seen a tentacle monster fighting zombie vampires, and in terms of combat power, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it was a complete annihilation.

"I know."

"Okay, go buy whatever you need. I'll take you home later."

Glancing at the dimly lit street, Saya was still a little worried about leaving the girl home alone. He figured he might as well go all the way and escort her home, preventing any further trouble. It would be interesting if some clueless thugs or weirdos showed up again.

Thinking about it this way, this world really is quite fragile—even two small things can go wrong. Sighing, Saya looked at the stunned girl in front of him and gestured for her to go to the convenience store behind him if she wanted to buy anything.

"Um, Saya-kun, do you mean you're going to take me home?"

Her face flushed bright red instantly, and Saya, realizing what had happened, spoke in a voice so soft it was almost inaudible.

Chapter 122 A Head Pat is an Essential Skill for Every Protagonist

Saya and Saya walked along the path leading her home. Saya, who was carrying the cream and small schoolbag she had just bought for her, couldn't help but laugh when he saw the girl trembling as she walked ahead of him, looking like she was going to her execution.

"Saya-kun, is it necessary to be so shy? I'm just taking you home, I won't even go inside, and you can't accept that?" Upon hearing Saya's voice, the girl flinched like a kitten, her fake cat ears instantly perking up.

"That, that, that's not what I meant. I was just, I was just too nervous and bit my tongue." The girl's voice trembled with tears, and anyone who didn't know better would think that Sawa had bullied her.

"So Saya, you don't need to be so nervous. We're all friends, this kind of thing is normal. If you keep being so shy, I'm going to get called in and taken away by passersby."

Asahi Sasuke, who was teasing Ruo, looked at the passerby who was walking past them with a puzzled expression and said helplessly.

Saya's house wasn't exactly in a remote area, and the closer you got to her house, the more pedestrians you saw. Saya had considered dropping her off here, but then he thought that even if he did, he'd just be bored scrolling through his phone at night. Teasing this cute and cuddly girl a little seemed like a good idea.

"No, I'll explain it to them properly. I won't cause any trouble for Saya-kun."

The little girl's head bobbed like a rattle drum, and she pitifully tugged at Sōyū's sleeve, as if afraid that he would be angry with her because of it.

"Pfft, you actually took it seriously? It's okay, just relax."

Seeing her adorable expression, Sōyū finally couldn't resist reaching out and touching the tuft of hair on her head that looked like cat ears.

It felt as soft as the finest silk to the touch. Sōyū, however, was seized by a playful impulse and ruffled her hair, slightly tousling it.

"Um, Saya, Saya-kun, please don't bully me!" Saya lowered her head, increasingly embarrassed by Saya's intimate actions. She covered her head with her small hands, trying to stop Saya from doing so.

But despite saying this, Saya, who knew it wasn't like the bullying she suffered at school, smiled warmly. Actually, being bullied by Saya-kun like this...it seemed kind of nice, as long as things could continue like this. whl

For some reason, this thought popped into her mind, and Saya's face flushed even more as she thought about it.

"Oh, look at young people these days, how loving they are! You, old man, never even touched my head back then."

An elderly couple, presumably out for a walk, passed by Saya and his companion, supporting each other. After watching the two playfully teasing each other, the old woman complained to the old man beside her with a nostalgic expression.

"If you want, I'll wake you up by patting your head every morning from now on, okay?"

The old man with white hair smiled憨憨地, his eyes full of loving affection as he looked at Wakasaya and Saya.

However, Saya became a little embarrassed by what the two were saying. He let go of the girl's head and quickly pulled her away from the side. It was all because she was too cute; her gentle and delicate appearance was like a little animal, making one feel an irresistible urge to tease her until she felt wronged, yet also unable to bring themselves to do so—a strange and contradictory feeling.

"Oh, so you can be shy too, Saya?" In contrast, Saya was also filled with shyness, but perhaps because she had already been shy enough, she spoke normally at this moment.

"What do you mean I can be shy? It's because I'm afraid people will misunderstand, okay? It's all your fault." Wihl couldn't help but rub Saya's little head again, feeling as refreshed as if he were petting a cat. Even the unpleasant feeling from being almost dragged to the brewery by Renya just now had dissipated.

"Hmm, why should I be blamed for this?"

With her head bowed pitifully, Saya didn't know why she had to take the blame for this.

"Hmm, how should I put it... is it because you're too cute?"

Saya spoke the truth, but after all this commotion, she finally relaxed a little in front of him and stopped acting like a frightened little animal.

"Ugh, what are you talking about, Saya-kun?" The girl, whose face had just recovered a little, turned pink again, this time even her ears were tinged with peach. She buried her head and ran forward. She couldn't stay in this place for even a second longer.

"Watch where you're going. Don't bump into anyone." A smile appeared on Sawa's lips, as if he were playfully teasing a girl next door. He hadn't felt this gentle warmth in a long time.

But then again, it seems he doesn't have a neighbor girl like Ruo.

He'd forgotten what his neighbors looked like in his previous world, let alone in the Minecraft world. There was no girl next door, but plenty of black-clad neighbors, the kind who secretly wreak havoc. Shaking his head to banish these strange thoughts, Saya strode after Saya ahead.

If you have someone to chat with, even the longest and most tedious journey will pass quickly. Saya, who was rushing ahead with her head down, stopped in front of a house, and Saya, who was following behind her, also stopped at the right time.

"Here's your stuff. Just like we agreed, I'll walk you to your door. If you don't go in, you won't be so shy, right?" Sōyū handed the things to the girl in front of him, smiled, and then prepared to turn around and leave.

Um, that... Once she got excited, she couldn't control her tongue, causing her to stutter again. She reached out her little hand to Saya. She stammered for a long time, her little face turning red, but she still couldn't get her words out.

"Huh? What's wrong? It's nothing, I'll be back soon. Besides, do you really think a guy like me would worry about my safety?" Saya waved his hand at her. He suspected that if he stayed here any longer, this girl would eventually suffocate. However, at this moment, the door of the Saya family's house opened, and a tall girl in white walked out of the room, looking at the two people who seemed to be enacting a life-or-death separation.

"Saya, you're back? Is this your classmate? Since you're here, come in and have a seat. Don't be so polite."

A glance at Saya's flushed face gave her a general idea of ​​what had happened. The girl covered her mouth and smiled, speaking for her younger sister who hadn't yet said what she was going to say. (whl Saya jpg)

Chapter 123 Meeting the Parents in a Certain Sense

In the end, Saya couldn't resist the other party's enthusiastic invitation and followed Saya into her home. The house wasn't big, and it was clear that Saya's family wasn't particularly wealthy.

But it was surprisingly clean; everything was neatly arranged in its proper place, not even a speck of dust in the shoe cabinet. It was hard to imagine that the owner of such a clean and tidy room was a monster composed of tentacles and chunks of flesh.

Saya followed Saya's older sister into the room and sat down awkwardly on the sofa. Since she was Saya's older sister, she was definitely not someone to be trifled with. Moreover, looking at her voluptuous figure and smooth black hair, Saya felt like he had seen her somewhere before. The main problem was that the way Saya felt he had seen her before was on a pink app, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

The problem is that even so, he still couldn't remember the other person's identity.

"Please sit down wherever you like. I'll make you some tea. Saya, your own friend can come and greet you."