Don't force me to use my right fist.

Humans and the supernatural can coexist peacefully. He is determined to prove this.

But he was wrong, utterly wrong.

The next moment, Qingjiu was already standing on the burning ruins of the distillery. After digging out some filth and taking a sip, he revealed his familiar, energetic smile to the seemingly despairing Qingjiu.

"Hey, Kurosawa, I never imagined there could be such comfortable things in the world, such delicious things. I don't want to die. Would you like to come and stay with me?"

She took a bite of Shirley's still-beating heart, staining her white coat crimson, but she laughed wildly, completely unconcerned.

"Finally, the protection failed, and the automatic book-writing mode was activated. The Catalogue of Forbidden Books, now in a tangible form, blocked Qingjiu's path, and a massive magic circle extended from beneath her feet, covering the entire ruins of the winery."

"Sulfur rain burns the earth."

Orange and scorching hot, arrow-like objects condensed above the magic circle and poured down upon the corpses of the dead. Even Shirley was engulfed by this immense magical power and lost her ability to see.

"I've said it before, weirdness is weirdness, and its nature is evil."

The Catalogue of Forbidden Books, having ended its automatic book-writing mode, turned around and spoke to Haruyu, who looked as if she had burned out halfway.

But Qingjiu was no longer listening to anything.

"Boss, boss? Are you alright? I've told you before not to drink alcohol with your medicine, it's bad for your health, you know?" Vodka's voice rang in her ears, waking Qingjiu from her nightmare.

Glancing at the concerned look on the vodka's face, Qingjiu shook his head, recalling everything as he propped his forehead up. Waking up this time, he felt even more exhausted.

Chapter 130 That's much safer than here.

Although Haruyu didn't have a peaceful night, Saya was having a pretty comfortable time.

After waiting until Kaguya was completely asleep, he handed her over to the maid who had been peeking at them through the crack in the door with a wary eye. Only then did Saya finally lie down comfortably and fall asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. This had always been one of his strengths; never carrying fatigue into the next day was his philosophy.

When Sawa opened his eyes, he saw the girl who had somehow returned to his room. Judging from the fact that she was eating breakfast, she must have been there for a while.

"I should have locked the door at night." Sawa, who lacked a certain level of vigilance towards people he trusted, rubbed his face.

Kaguya posed no threat or malice to him, so even though he had the ability to suddenly wake up when a zombie approached the courtyard gate, he still couldn't tell when she had entered his room.

"If you lock the door, I'll just stay at the door; it's the same thing."

As she ate her breakfast in small bites, Kaguya, no longer displaying the weak expression of yesterday, reverted to her aloof and elegant demeanor.

"I'm telling you, there's no need to worry so much. The distillery is quite safe, and even if someone does come, I'll be able to get there in time. Don't worry about that."

Zuo You sighed. He needed to quickly build her a few iron golem bodyguards, otherwise he couldn't stand them bothering him every day.

"You don't want to?"

Having finished breakfast, Kaguya reached for the wet wipes from the maid who was supposed to offer her a towel, but instead grasped only air. Yes, she was already dead. A flicker of sadness crossed her eyes. Kaguya picked up the wet wipes herself and wiped her mouth.

"Being pestered by beautiful girls is something that people who say they don't want to do are in Versailles, but the problem is, your purpose is different from what I said." Sōyu shook his head and sat up from the bed.

Luckily, he doesn't have the habit of sleeping naked, otherwise wouldn't he have been defiled?

"That's none of my business. I just want peace of mind."

Kaguya waved to the girl in the suit outside the door, signaling her to scatter the vinegar on the table.

"Hey, you're so selfish and you still think you're right?"

As Saya put on his clothes, he scratched his messy short hair and said.

"There's no reason, so I'm willing to accept the punishment. If you want an explanation for this, just come on."

Kaguya turned to Saya and said nonchalantly.

"Good grief, are you taking advantage of my easygoing nature? What punishment should I give you? Sexual retribution? Wouldn't that be a loss for me?" wJ

Sawa rolled his eyes, not wanting to argue with her over such a trivial matter. After thinking for a while, he took out the Sakura Academy uniform from the closet.

"You can also suggest other things, money, power, anything that the Yuzaki family can do, you can bring it up without hesitation."

Kaguya's expression was clearly displeased. What did she mean by saying he was the one who suffered a loss? Was she really that bad-looking?

"I'm really not interested in the two things you mentioned, but then again, usually after money and power, there's always a woman involved, right?"

As Saya changed his clothes, he joked with Kaguya, saying that since she wasn't shy, Saya himself certainly had no reason to be shy.

"What? Didn't you say you didn't have such worldly desires? If you really want them, you can suggest the type you like, and the Yuzaki family can find one for you."

Kaguya's face turned cold.

"But that has to be after everything is over. I don't like having the smell of women who sell their bodies for money emanating from the people around me."

"And... are you planning to go to school today dressed like that?"

With her willow-leaf eyebrows slightly furrowed, Kaguya looked at Saya, who had already changed his clothes, and asked.

She was attacked just yesterday, and today she's going to school again, seemingly unfazed. Is he planning to abandon her?

"Yeah, what's wrong with that? Besides, you're in the same boat. Didn't you say you could work at the school?"

Sawa nodded, rubbing his chin. Compared to this, at least there were people to chat with, instead of staring blankly at stock charts that he couldn't understand at all with Kaguya.

"Is there a reason you absolutely have to go?" Kaguya's expression softened considerably after hearing that he wasn't going to abandon her but instead planned to take her with him. As long as she was by his side, she could accept it.

"No, it's just that I'm bored. And to be honest, the school is probably safer than the winery."

When Zuoyou thought of that place where hidden talents resided, he couldn't help but shake his head.

"You mean my safety means I was cursed in my own seat?"

Kaguya pointed out the flaw in Saya's words: if it were really that safe, she wouldn't have considered the school a forbidden area in the first place.

"If you say that, it's probably simply because the other person is a brainless brute? The lower the level, the less they have to fear. That must be it."

Saya thought for a moment, and this was the only reasonable explanation he could come up with: the weaker you are, the less afraid you are; the saying "a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger" isn't without reason. At least if the Church of Truth wanted to harm Kaguya, then they had no reason not to attack her when she was at school.

You see, at least on the surface, it's a school anyone can sneak into, but it's far less guarded than the heavily guarded Hazaki family compound. You can't expect to rely on those old gatekeepers, can you? Saya is certain that since the Church of Truth has even infiltrated the Hazaki family by force, they're definitely not the kind of organization that cares about ordinary people. The reason they didn't go to the school must be because they know the water here is dangerous.

"Then I'll go change my clothes."

Kaguya lowered her head and pondered for a moment, then stood up without asking Saya anything further, choosing to support his decision. After all, it was just a casual question. Where they worked was exactly as Saya had said—no difference. As long as he didn't leave her vicinity and could provide her with a sense of security, nothing else really mattered.

Kaguya left Saya's room on her own initiative, but stopped at the door, turned around and looked into Saya's eyes with a questioning gaze.

"Is there anything else?"

Saya, who was about to wash up, looked at her small face with suspicion.

"You're in such a hurry to go to school...you didn't make plans with someone, did you?" Kaguya raised an eyebrow slightly, and just from Saya's silent expression, she had a pretty good idea of ​​what was going on. Just as she suspected!

Chapter 131 You treat this as a daily task?

The two arrived at the school by car. Given Saya's protection, Kaguya didn't bring any other bodyguards besides Reisen, who was driving. Saya quickly returned to his seat, stretching comfortably.

Many people only realize how good it was to be a student when they grow up. Lying at their desks and slacking off is something many people wouldn't even dare to dream of.

What's more, you'll have a group of companions to slack off with—chatting and such—which makes you feel nostalgic just thinking about it.

"Huh? I thought you came to school so early to see someone, but you've just been lying here like this?"

Kaguya turned around and leaned against Saya's desk, tilting her head to look at Saya's peaceful, slacking face.

It's just lying on the desk, is it really that comfortable? There's no mat or anything to cover you with, it's probably not as comfortable as your bed at home.

"A pampered young lady like you wouldn't care about the happiness of ordinary people like us. Just lying here like this, I'm already perfectly content." whl

Sawa's eyes remained closed as he continued to lie face down on the table like a corpse.

"You think you have the nerve to call yourself a mortal? Are there any mortals like you?"

Kaguya rolled her eyes. She was just a little rich; compared to him, she was the real mortal.

"To put it simply, if you replace the word in it with 'massage,' it means the same thing."

Saya comfortably adjusted his prone position. He used to like lying on his desk like this, secretly playing with the long hair of the girl in front of him. Now he had forgotten her name, but that black hair was forever etched in his mind, making him a complete fan of long, straight black hair.

"Just mind your own business and don't worry about me. Of course, if you find it noisy, you can go to the student council to hide there. I remember you said last time that you could freely use that place, right?"

Saya waved to Kaguya. If it were in the student council room, Saya would be able to get there immediately if anything happened, so he didn't think it would be a big problem.

Moreover, the teacher's office is right next to the student council room. Even if that Bai Ze monster is slacking off, he wouldn't tolerate people causing trouble at his doorstep.

"Then I'm leaving. You can meet up with your new group of girls now, right? I've received quite a bit of information. Almost all the pretty girls in the class have some connection with you."

"They're all classmates, what's wrong with having some interaction? Isn't that normal?"

Zuoyou scratched his head and covered his face with the book. What's so strange about that?

"That's to be expected, but why don't you explain? The only people you interact with are girls. Can't you even name any one of the boys in the class?"

Kaguya glanced at him, her words sounding eloquent, but her actions were even more lewd than the old pervert's.

"Well, we're not that close yet, and we even had a little conflict a while ago. Speaking of which, Saya was stumped by Kaguya's question. He really couldn't remember any of the guys' names, and he genuinely had no connection with them whatsoever. What guy would go out of his way to interact with other men? He doesn't even play games. There are many things that can foster interaction between two people of the opposite sex, but for two guys to become friends, it's either by playing games together or by talking about women."

That's all there is to it.

"Also, I didn't flirt with her; it was just a normal interaction between friends."

Zuoyou explained, but his eyes were fixed on the doorway.

The girl with green hair was no longer walking hunched over with her head tucked in. With a little more courage, she focused all her attention on the black-haired boy and ignored the slightly disgusted looks from her classmates.

"See, here you are." Kaguya glared at Saya with annoyance, then turned her head away and absentmindedly began reviewing the documents placed on her desk.

But judging from her perked-up little ears, her attention was almost entirely focused on the two people behind her.

"Good morning, Saya-kun." After placing his small schoolbag inside his desk, Sha Han finally mustered up the courage to greet Saya beside him.

Great, he really kept his promise and came.

A shy smile appeared on the girl's face as she felt a strange sweetness in her heart because of this little thing, and she looked forward to Sōyū's response.

"Good morning, you're in great spirits today. You should keep that attitude." - Wihl

Saya gave her a thumbs up and praised her without any hesitation.

If she could be this confident every day, it wouldn't be so easy for the group of people in her class to bully her.

"Yes, thanks to Saya-kun."

The girl nodded vigorously, clearly pleased with Saya's praise. After rummaging through her backpack for a while, she handed Saya a box of cookies in a pink paper box.

"This is the thank-you gift we agreed on today. If you don't mind, please accept it and try it!" Saya said to Saya, bowing her head in a pleading tone. Saya didn't notice the sudden, subtle change in Saya's expression. Was she using this as a daily task to build favor? Saya trembled as he accepted the cookies the girl offered. While his sister's cookies seemed to have more side effects, they at least had strong positive effects. This girl's cookies were probably just poison. The cookies she gave him yesterday were still lying in his backpack, and now she'd sent a new batch, leaving him in a dilemma. If he threw them away, it was still a token of her kindness. If he ate them directly, it would be too unfair to his stomach and tongue.