Don't force me to use my right fist.

"Sis, what are you saying? There's no affection involved, it's gratitude, okay!" Saya, annoyed that her older sister had exposed her, lightly slapped her and shyly shrank back onto the sofa.

"Such a kind offer... I guess I can only accept it with a smile." Saya glanced at the bag of exquisitely crafted cookies, and the sight of them immediately reminded him of the taste Saya had given him earlier that day. His lips twitched slightly. If he could, he would definitely refuse. This wasn't made by Saya; at most, it was a little awful. But this woman in front of him—who knows what kind of rubbish she'd added? Something even more culinary than the worst possible dish. That's probably what they mean by "culinary disaster."

But she's Saya's older sister, and she's using the excuse of thanking her. If Saya really doesn't accept it, he's worried about hurting Saya's feelings. Reaching out, Saya took the bag of cookies, glanced at it subconsciously, and quickly realized his mistake.

[The Dark Cuisine recipe has been updated.] Ingredients: 3 Sheep Cookies, 1 Wheat, 1 Egg, 2 Cocoa Beans, 2 Milk, 1 Tentacle of ? ? ? . Consume to obtain...

Endless Magic I (3:00) Resistance Boost V (3:00)

Mental Pollution V (3:00)

(Note: There's an extremely low chance it will turn into an adorable little lamb. Just the healing and resistance boost alone make this little cookie far superior to the enchanted golden apple, but Zuo You is actually more concerned about the so-called endless mana. Just as the description says, within three minutes, Zuo You can instantly replenish any amount of mana he uses. Keep in mind, with his current mana recovery speed, it takes him an hour to barely recover. Given the nature of this dark cooking mod, with such a powerful positive effect, the fact that it only has one meaningless negative status makes Zuo You hesitant to eat it. After a rough count, there were only five round cookies in the bag. Zuo You paused for a moment before placing them on the table beside him.)

"Saya-kun, why don't you try some? Kanya-nee's cooking is amazing! Everyone who's tried it praises her." Saya asked him, somewhat puzzled, after seeing Saya pick up the biscuits, glance at them, and then put them down.

"Yes, Saku, why don't you try it? This is a new product that I put a lot of effort into developing; it's the kind that they don't sell in stores."

Chiya, standing nearby, narrowed her eyes and nudged Saya, saying something to him. Saya shook her head, offering a flimsy excuse.

He's never been very lucky. If he eats this cookie and goes crazy, and actually wins the lottery and turns into a little lamb, Sawa doesn't believe it will be as "cute" as described.

"Okay then."

After hearing Saya's reply, she didn't say anything more and just sat down next to him. Looking at his profile, she saw a conflicted expression—a look of wanting to say something but not knowing what to say.

To be honest, her interactions with Sōyū really only involved two things. When it came to actually sitting down and talking about something, she couldn't find any topics to discuss.

Not to mention his older sister, who was also a parent, was there. The atmosphere became even more awkward. Sawa noticed the sudden silence, but not knowing what to say, he could only pick up the black tea on the table and take a sip.

This felt more like meeting the parents, or a blind date with a stranger. Gan Ye, standing nearby, couldn't help but laugh. These two were hilarious; they'd turned a guest's visit into a blind date. That was quite a feat.

"Well, if there's nothing else, I'll head back now. I've already bothered you for quite a while today, and it's getting late."

Saya stood up. Usually a man of few words, he was at a loss for words. There was a big shot sitting next to him. If he flirted with Saya in front of her, he might not even be able to leave the house later. After saying goodbye to the two of them, Saya grabbed a biscuit and walked towards the door.

"Would you like me to give you a ride, Saku-kun?"

"No need, I still remember the way back."

Sōyū waved his hand and changed his shoes in the entryway.

"If you don't go and see him off, he might really leave."

Lowering his voice, he read next to Saya and gestured angrily towards Wakasaya.

"If you really want to express your gratitude, the most sincere thing to do is to tell them directly, right?"

Saya, who had been playing with her fingers with her head down, raised her little face. After seeing her older sister's encouraging gaze, she bit her lower lip, stood up, and walked towards Wakasa.

Chiya watched as Wakasaya and Saya left the room and gently shook her head.

Since her younger sister liked it, all she could do was support her decision, just as she never interfered with her school life.

However, if this kid dares to hurt Saya, then he can't blame her. Some grotesque tentacles quietly peeked out from the shadow beneath Chiya, only to be disdainfully slapped away by Chiya before reluctantly retracting.

Chapter 126 You don't actually want to sleep here, do you?

"Saku-kun, do you think I look boring like this?"

After seeing Saya to the gate of the courtyard, Saya stopped and looked down at her toes. She was always like this, unable to utter a word for a long time. Even when someone tried to talk to her, she would only answer their questions; she rarely initiated conversations. If her current isolation was still due to that rumor that somehow spread, then even before that incident, she had no friends precisely because of it.

Nobody likes being friends with a blockhead. Saya shook his head; he really didn't think so. When he was with Saya, he only felt an urge to tease her; boredom was definitely not a factor. Such a cute girl, just looking at her is pleasing to the eye, okay?

In addition, the other girls he met were either mentally challenged or straightforward like Kaguya and Tsubasa Amakawa, so someone like her was rare.

Not to mention that Amakawa Tsubasa is like a fairy, always teasing him. At least when he's with Saya, he doesn't need to think about so much. If he teases her occasionally, it's like playing with a kitten. It gives him a sense of peace and comfort.

The main reason he wanted to run away was because of his unpredictable older sister. Although she always maintained a faint smile in front of Saya, Saya always gave him the feeling that she was about to chop him up at any moment. It seems that not only is Saya a sister-complex character, but that woman is also a genuine sister-complex character.

"Really? Saya-kun won't mind being friends with someone like me?"

Having finally come to accept her friendship with Saya, Saya asked somewhat uneasily.

"Of course. Not only that, Saya, you'll make even more friends in the future, so don't worry." After glancing behind Saya to make sure her older sister hadn't come out, Saya reached out and gently rubbed Saya's head like he was petting a cat.

"Hmm, Saya-kun."

Instead of dodging Saya's outstretched hand, Saya raised her head and, for the first time, bravely looked directly into Saya's eyes.

"Hmm? Is there anything else?"

"Thank you, thank you for being my friend."

With a firm tone, Saya expressed her sincerest gratitude to Saya, her eyes brimming with emotion. Saya gently patted her head again, and looking at this kind yet strong girl, the smile on his lips wouldn't fade.

Sure enough, that guy was definitely lying to him. Someone like Shana, who wouldn't harm others even if her true form was exposed, so what if she was inherently strange? He would still choose to believe her.

Having silently made up his mind, Saya took a step back and lowered his hand from the girl's head.

"Then I'll head back first. You should get some rest too. Remember not to sleep outside alone like that again, even if it's dangerous."

After reminding Saya to be careful one last time, Saya turned and started walking back. Saya, her face flushed, couldn't resist calling out to him as he was about to leave. She waved to him.

Will you go to school tomorrow?

After asking the last question, Saya looked at him with anticipation in her eyes.

Sawa is great in every way, except he's not often at school. He always seems so busy. Out of the three days of school, he probably spends less than a day actually in the classroom.

"Probably. How about we exchange contact information? Since we're friends, that should solve the problem."

Saya slapped her forehead, finally remembering what she had forgotten, and returned to her contacts, adding Saya's phone number to her address book.

"Well then, see you tomorrow, Saya-kun."

Holding her phone, Saya looked at Saya's contact information, her face turning pink again, and whispered to Saya.

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

Asaka waved to the girl, Saya turned and disappeared into the night. Saya, meanwhile, stared at the direction Saya had gone, her emerald eyes darting about, lost in thought. Because he had taken the time to send Saya home, it was already well past midnight when Saya secretly returned to Kaguya's temporary residence.

Kaguya, who had already returned from the brewery, leaned against the table in Saiyu's room, her small hand resting on her forehead, seemingly rubbing her eyes, as if she had woken up. Saiyu, who had just returned home, pushed open the door and saw the girl rubbing her eyes, having woken up.

"Why are you sleeping here? Did you find something at the distillery? Or is there something you need to tell me at this hour?" wh

Sōyū Yao scratched his head and sat down opposite Kaguya.

Generally, she should already be resting at this hour. Why is she still waiting for him in his room? She rarely cares about things unrelated to Kaguya. For example, if Saya goes out to gossip without her, she'll at most just return the favor by giving him a place to go. So Saya doesn't know why she's unusually appearing in his room today. Kaguya's face shows some fatigue, but even more so, some unease.

"This area is full of people from the winery, so it should be much safer than your home, right?"

Sawa leaned closer, puzzled. Could the reason she couldn't sleep still be because of the maid's betrayal during the day?

"I don't trust them. Rather, I don't trust anyone except you right now."

Kaguya shook her head and somewhat forcefully pulled Saya's hand over, resting her head on it.

"What you said is really hurtful. I think it's better not to let Lingxian outside hear it."

"But what I said is the truth. I don't know who else around me hasn't been bought off by that church."

Kaguya's voice carried a rare hint of sadness, lacking a touch of arrogance.

"How about you prepare more materials for me, and I'll make a few more iron golems to be your bodyguards? They're absolutely safe, reliable, and loyal." whl

"Not only that, it's also very quiet in the room, and it's good for warding off evil spirits." Zuoyou pinched his chin. He couldn't very well let her sleep here at night.

...Never mind, don't talk. Let me lean on you for a bit, then I'll leave. Kaguya rolled her eyes at him. This guy is a real mood killer. How did he manage to gain her trust?

"Okay, you should have said so earlier. Do you want a lap pillow? It would be more comfortable to lie like that."

Sōyū slapped his thigh and said to her in a very generous manner.

Kaguya ignored his joke and instead sniffled. How come this person, who always smells of food, smells like a woman?

Chapter 127 Oh, Shirley

While Saya was still struggling to deal with Kaguya, his nemesis Haruyu was already lying in his own bed. He'd been so busy with work lately that he'd had to take a few specially made sleeping pills with his strong liquor before finally falling into a deep sleep.

"Qingjiu, Qingjiu? Why are you spacing out again?"

A familiar voice rang in her ears, and Qingjiu came back to her senses, only to find her old boss, Langmu, sitting at his desk, tapping his fingers on the surface, trying to bring her back to her senses.

"Boss Rum, shouldn't you be..."

Qingjiu reached up and touched her forehead, realizing she must have forgotten something very important.

"What should I do? I think you didn't sleep well last night? Then I'll have to think about whether I should hand over the work to you later."

The middle-aged man sitting behind his desk shook his head, as if he didn't understand what Qingjiu was saying.

"Boss, stop making fun of Brother Qingjiu. He's probably just a little nervous because it's his first time leading a mission."

A woman's voice rang out, making Qingjiu's head throb with pain, and he involuntarily called out her name.

"Shirley!"

"What's wrong? Why are you shouting so loudly? Could it be that the boss was right, and you're not feeling well?"

A woman with short red hair, wearing a white coat, emerged from behind Qingjiu, puzzled, and pressed the back of her hand against his forehead.

"You don't have a fever."

"No joke, Qingjiu, are you really okay? We're going to be facing the supernatural soon, so don't mess things up at the last minute. If you really can't handle it, I'll send someone else."

Rum gestured for the two of them to stop flirting, and looked at Qingjiu with a serious expression.

"No, I'm fine, the mission will definitely continue."

With a frown, Qingjiu realized that this was his first mission leading a team since entering the winery, and he couldn't give up because of this.

Harujiu hesitated for a moment, remembering that she never wore hats, before finally picking up the document Rum had given her.

He had actually seen the strange situation described above countless times before, but Qingjiu's expression remained extremely serious.

We must not allow personnel losses due to minor issues. Fighting the supernatural as humans is an extremely dangerous task, and we cannot afford to be careless in the slightest.

"Have we finally found a clue about this monster?"

Setting aside the bizarre file labeled "Werewolf," Qingjiu looked at her superior.

"Yes, this is the second bizarre cannibalism incident this month, and we've finally pinpointed his true identity." wh