Don't force me to use my right fist.

"I'm... looking forward to it, no... especially looking forward to it." Saya tilted his head and said softly, then nodded vigorously.

I wasn't really looking forward to it, but as soon as I thought about the taste of Saya's cookies in my backpack, that feeling of anticipation suddenly came over me again.

Compared to that, the bento boxes made by Amakawa Tsubasa are perhaps more worth looking forward to. As long as they are of the standard quality of a regular convenience store, he would be quite satisfied.

"Hmph, at least you have some gentlemanly manners in this regard, otherwise I wouldn't have prepared this soup for you."

Nodding in satisfaction, Er'ao then carefully pulled a thermos from the small bag she was carrying and showed it off to Ruozuo.

"Speaking of which, we're going to that abandoned classroom, right? Well, I have a better place to go. The environment is fantastic and peaceful, and I can even test some things there."

Seeing Wakami Tsubasa's jubilant figure, Saya snapped his fingers as if he had thought of something and then made a suggestion.

"you mean?'

"Wait, you don't want to go to hell to eat a bento, do you?" Kawatsubasa opened her mouth slightly, looking at the boy with a surprised expression.

Chapter 149 There is no such thing

I've heard of the saying that eating a bento box leads to hell. But eating a bento box in hell is definitely a first for Amakawa Tsubasa. Using the large pit that Guan Jing dug in the abandoned classroom, Saya led Amakawa Tsubasa, carrying their bento boxes, into the hell portal he had rebuilt.

After a bout of dizziness, Amakawa Tsubasa once again followed Saya into this hellish place that seemed to last forever.

It was the same familiar dock, the same familiar riverbank, and even the girl lying on the small boat by the river looked exactly as Amakawa Tsubasa remembered. Perhaps Yu was the first person in the world to think of eating bento in a place like this. Even so, despite the dizziness from the "journey through hell" making Amakawa Tsubasa feel slightly uncomfortable, a smile still involuntarily appeared on her face. This kind of unconventional experience could only be done with Yu. Perhaps this was precisely why she enjoyed spending time with him so much.

As he looked at Saya, his gaze softened, and Amakawa Tsubasa found his otherwise handsome face to be even more striking.

If I never get to experience this feeling again, it will be incredibly frustrating. Asawasa Yu tilted his head, while Amakawa Tsubasa awaited his reply.

"Why are you asking this? You're not the only one I brought in. You're the only one who knows I can easily go in and out of hell. Even Kaguya only knows that I've come back from hell."

Zuoyou-Bian Chaoruo, the busty girl who was obviously slacking off, walked over. Without even looking, Chun Yaodao was definitely sleeping. It was time to wake her up for work.

"Huh? If that's the case, what if Kaguya-san finds out? Won't she be angry?"

Amakawa Tsubasa half-covered her mouth, using a tone that had recently become quite popular online to tease Saya. Saya shrugged, his attempt to wake Komachi being stopped by Amakawa Tsubasa.

"If Kaguya finds out you brought me to such a romantic place to eat, she'll definitely be angry," Tsubasa Amakawa said, pulling Saya to sit down on the grass covered with spider lilies. She covered her skirt as she sat down.

To be honest, the Old Hell is actually quite a romantic place.

Although there wasn't a vast sky, the ground covered in glowing red spider lilies was beautiful enough, not to mention the Sanzu River reflecting its banks. Without any vengeful spirits to add to the atmosphere, setting up a table and lighting candles would create a truly enchanting ambiance. Unfortunately, that wasn't what Sōyu was interested in. He simply liked the quiet atmosphere, and it would make it easier for him to open the lucky cube later. Therefore, he was even more puzzled by Amakawa Tsubasa's claim of jealousy.

"I think you must have misunderstood. Kaguya and I aren't in that kind of relationship, so there's no reason for me to be jealous." However, after noticing that Tsubasa was still sitting on the ground, Saya thoughtfully snapped his fingers, took out a few wool sheets from his backpack, spread them on the ground, and sat down. Patting the empty space next to him, Saya took the bento box from Tsubasa's hand.

"Oh, it's not that kind of relationship?"

A strange look flashed in Amakawa Tsubasa's eyes before he continued to sit down next to Saya with a smile.

"Well, I don't think I've actually asked you, Saya-kun, if you have a girlfriend. If you do, she'd probably be pretty angry sitting here with me like this." He gestured towards the wool carpet below.

"Girlfriend? That's great, but unfortunately I don't have one."

Ah, so complicated and a pity.

"I've never been in a relationship," Saku said with his signature smile. Did such a creature really exist for him? But as he thought about it, a figure with long black hair and a pumpkin-shaped head flashed through Saku's mind.

He doesn't have a girlfriend, but he does have a silent body pillow. Although it's not something he wanted to hug, it seems to be a fact.

But that's all in the past, and I wonder how she's doing now. She then revealed a dish she had meticulously prepared over a long period of time, which she had overshadowed.

"Let's eat first. I remember you said you wanted to experiment with something here, Saya-kun. You must be in a hurry."

After opening her own bento box, Tsubasa handed Saya a pair of chopsticks, urging him to hurry. The chopsticks danced nimbly between Saya's fingers before he picked up a piece of sushi that looked at least reasonably good. Tsubasa's cooking wasn't anything particularly fancy; judging from her own claim that she made it herself, Saya didn't expect it to be anything special. As long as it didn't cause any problems, it was considered a success. That was the bottom line Saya set for Tsubasa.

The good appearance wasn't anything special; having learned from the experience with Saya cookies, Saya was prepared to resist the urge to spit it out and put it in his mouth. He squinted and chewed it for a while, and surprisingly, the food's natural sweetness eased his furrowed brows.

It seems that not all beautiful girls are destined to become the next generation of culinary disasters; at least, Tsubasa Amakawa isn't one.

While nodding and stuffing the remaining rice balls into his mouth, Saya gave the girl a thumbs up.

"It's really good! It's far exceeded my expectations by several times!"

Without a trace of false emotion mixed in, Saya sincerely spoke his heart to Amakawa Tsubasa.

"I'm already very happy that you're satisfied, Saya-kun." His smile grew even brighter, and seeing his contented eating, Amakawa Tsubasa felt an immense sense of happiness. For the first time, she felt that having someone to eat with was such a joyful thing.

Chapter 150 It's just a lottery.

Sōyū ate very quickly, and not only quickly, but also with a large appetite. So in the blink of an eye, the bento box that Amakawa Tsubasa had prepared for him was completely devoured. Amakawa Tsubasa even considerately shared half of his own portion with him, but he still didn't feel full.

Saku licked his lips, still wanting more, and wondered if he should wait until Amakawa Tsubasa wasn't looking and then take out two potatoes to nibble on.

After all, he really hadn't eaten enough.

"Hmm, it seems that this amount is definitely not enough for you, Saya-kun."

Just by looking at Wakasayu's expression, Amakawa Tsubasa had already guessed what was going on. She put away the leftover bento box, packed it together with the one in her hand using a handkerchief, and then said.

"Well, you've gone to all this trouble. You really didn't need to go to such lengths. At least the taste is really good, okay? I'm serious." wh

Saya Asahi scratched his head awkwardly. His big appetite was something he really couldn't change.

"It's okay, it was all my own choice. I'm glad you like it, Saya-kun. Next time I'll try to increase the amount and see if I can."

Amakawa Tsubasa simply shook her head. This was all of her own free will, and she thoroughly enjoyed the time she spent eating with Saya. She always felt that only in this way could she avoid feeling alone.

"If I had to say, I'd be the beneficiary." After saying this softly, Amakawa Oku handed the thermos cup that he had prepared beforehand to Saya.

"If you're not full and want to eat something else, don't worry about my feelings. Just drink this miso soup and I'll forgive you."

Sawa accepted the thermos from the girl. After meeting her earnest gaze, he could only reluctantly unscrew the cap and drink the soup inside.

"Look, if you do this, it means you've agreed to eat bento together again next time, okay? You can't go back on your word, right?" After watching Saya finish the miso soup that he had prepared for him for so long, Amakawa Tsubasa continued to smile and say to Saya.

"Huh? You said those things?"

Saya tilted her head. She had only asked that she drink the soup herself, right?

"Oh, this is a privilege reserved for beautiful girls. Didn't you know that, Zuoyou-kun?"

Another girl's voice came from behind, causing Saya and Amakawa to turn around together.

Komachi stretched and stood up, holding her large scythe, standing behind them. If she were wearing a cloak, Saya would probably suspect that she was there to seduce souls.

"Why are you awake? I'm so sorry, we've already finished eating."

Saya threw an apple at Komachi, and Saya started joking with this surprisingly easy-going Shinigami.

"It's all because of your cloying love stench that's wafted over here! Can't a person get a good night's sleep?!" Rolling her eyes, Komachi caught the apple Saya tossed to her, wiped it on her clothes, took a bite, and smiled happily. How long had it been since she'd tasted such fresh fruit? Hearing Komachi describe her relationship with Saya like this, Amakawa Tsubasa didn't offer any rebuttal. She simply lowered her head, a blush creeping onto her face.

Instead, Saya waved his hand at her, signaling her not to joke about him.

"Honestly, what are you doing in Hell again, bringing your little girlfriend along? Don't tell me you think this is a spring outing; goodness, you even laid out a blanket, huh?"

Komachi, who had initially intended to let Saya off the hook, suddenly felt a pang of jealousy after seeing the comfortable-looking wool blankets under their bottoms.

She's worked here for so many years and all she gets to lie on is that hard, cold ship. Why does this guy get to sit on a fancy wool blanket? That's so unfair!

"No, it's just that it's quieter here. And I also need to test something. Since you're here, you can help keep an eye on things for me."

Following Komachi's gaze, Saya arrived at the wool blanket beneath him. After a moment's thought, he understood why she was acting this way. He decisively took out a few more wool blankets from his backpack and handed them to the girl opposite him.

"Is this considered a bribe?"

Komachi, who had just taken the stall from Saya and was rubbing it against her face, enjoying the soft touch, questioned Saya with a look of satisfaction.

"No, it's a gift between friends, how can you call it a bribe? It's not anything valuable."

Zuo You shook his head. He dared not admit it. If that King Yama was eavesdropping, he would surely get a lecture.

"Alright then, by the way, why do you always have so many weird and wonderful things to try on? Is it the same kind as last time?"

Komachi carefully placed the stall that Saya had given her into her small boat before leaning over to ask Saya about the specific details.

“This is different, it might explode.” Wihl shook his head. He knew about the Lucky Cube MOD. It had a lot of strange stuff in it. It really depended entirely on his luck. That was why he didn’t dare to open it on the ground.

If he were to find a bunch of burning TNT inside, how would he explain it to people?

Saya pushed Amakawa Tsubasa, who seemed unusually quiet in front of strangers, to Komachi's side and gave her a serious instruction.

"Please keep an eye on her safety. And if possible, remember I'm here too." Saya didn't know what would happen if the lucky cube was opened, but at least with this real Grim Reaper watching over him, as long as he wasn't thrown directly into the void, he should still be saved, right? Komachi looked at Saya with some confusion, but her body instinctively stepped in front of Amakawa Tsubasa to shield him. After all, it was something Saya had entrusted to her. She should help if she could.

"Yes, Saya-kun, are you sure nothing unexpected will happen? If there's any danger, why don't we think about it carefully?"

Amakawa Tsubasa, who was standing to the side, also showed a concerned expression and asked Saya with some worry.

"Don't worry, it's generally not that serious. To be honest, I'm just playing a lottery, it's not like I'm entrusting someone's child to someone else, okay?"

Sōyū comforted the two of them, then silently walked to a distance of about 100 meters from them before placing it on the ground.

There's something Saya didn't say: even though it's just a lottery, Saya's luck has never been anything like Europe.

Chapter 151 A Good Start?

The dropped lucky cube: luck value??? After this mod was loaded, Zuoyou already had the crafting recipe for this thing.

However, unlike the lucky cube he knew, perhaps due to some compatibility issue, or perhaps interference from this world, the entire recipe for crafting the lucky cube had changed. The eight gold ingots, exceptionally precious in this world, were replaced with ordinary stones. The dispenser, which should have been quite inexpensive, was replaced with a crystal of goodwill, precious to Zuoyou. The previous system of increasing luck by adding rare items remained, but unfortunately, it only applied to the crafted lucky cube. whl

The luck stat from the monster that Zuoyou is holding is unpredictable, so it doesn't really increase anything.

However, the lottery still has to be held. No one can resist the temptation of a lottery, and Sayu is no exception.

Saku placed the golden cube with the question mark on it on the ground, took out his diamond pickaxe, took a deep breath, and glanced at Komachi in the distance.

"Remember to save me if something happens to me."

- With a wary look, he lightly tapped the cube he had placed on the diamond-encrusted bronze tablet. As cracks spread across its surface, Saya jumped back to a relatively safe spot. He was genuinely afraid of this thing, or perhaps it was just the self-awareness of someone with bad luck. However, as the golden cube split open in the middle, what appeared before Saya and the curious Komachi was...

An even smaller lucky block. Almost unable to resist throwing his pickaxe to the ground, Sawa's mindset underwent a slight change.

This thing is just messing with itself, isn't it!

Is this some kind of outrageous thing to do?!

This is like winning a lottery and getting another chance—purely wasting Wakasaya's feelings.

"It's okay, it must have been an accident. Just open it again."

Taking a deep breath to calm himself, Saya explained to Komachi beside him, though it sounded more like he was trying to persuade himself. Then, a burst of light emanated from the crack in the lucky cube, revealing its contents to Saya's curious and wary gaze: another, smaller lucky cube.

"Are you kidding me?!" W grabbed the lucky cube that looked like a nesting doll and threw it on the ground. Even with his good temper, Zuoyou couldn't stand being tormented like this.