Collapse, the Ordinary Daily Life of the Valkyries

The man sitting calmly with his sword on the ground to his left looked like a samurai. The sword must have been the cause of Yoshimatsu's death. However, it seemed to have remained unsheathed. When did he pull it out?

"Everyone stop it first!"

The leader has a different opinion (II) Liu Sanerling⑦ si Ba said calmly.

The warrior still sat there motionless.

"This hero—his moves are truly extraordinary, truly eye-opening. As for that matter you just mentioned that piqued our interest, what is it?"

When the thieves realized that the uninvited guest was a samurai, and was dressed like a ronin, they all took a step back unconsciously.

Behind the samurai, a second uninvited guest appeared. The thieves should have known there was someone standing there, but they seemed to have just noticed it now, and frowned.

The second one is a woman.

The only difference was that this woman was exceptionally tall. Although her six-foot (about 180 cm) height wasn't as impressive as the seven-foot (about 210 cm) tall leader of the thieves, she glared at the group of thieves with disdain.

The ronin lowered his head quietly.

"My name is Kuganuma Seihachiro, and this is my wife, Alu. I would like to invite everyone to share my wife."

No one responded. Where in the world could one find such an outrageous husband, asking someone to share his wife for the first time? Though it wasn't uncommon for someone to do so when financially strapped. But why would he choose this bloody gang of thieves? It seemed as if he'd already known their depravity. Besides, this vagrant's wife didn't look like a decent woman. A cold breeze blew against the thieves' chests, as if reminding them to be wary of this couple's intentions: What were these two people up to?

"Hero... no, brother, since you are so generous as to share your wife with us, I believe you also want something in return, right? Otherwise, this is indeed a very tempting invitation."

The leader's mocking tone seemed a calculated attempt to lighten the mood, but no one was there to cheer him on. The leader seemed only now to notice the couple (perhaps?) emanating a demonic aura, and he couldn't help but wonder if he and his companions had encountered something "unholy." While the couple claimed to have arrived in this dilapidated temple by chance, the possibility of a premeditated plan to trap them couldn't be ruled out.

At this moment, the woman named Alu came forward, and the whole situation changed 180 degrees. Alu sat on the ground, her face close to her husband's shoulder, so that his face was clearly visible in the candlelight.

There was a sudden commotion in the temple hall.

What caught the eyes of these thieves was a dazzling and enchanting beauty.

Some blinked in disbelief, others seemed ready to make a move. Even the leader, whose body and soul were as hard as steel, had a look in his eyes that looked as if he were dreaming.

It's not over yet.

Ah Lu tucked her hands into her sleeves and pulled her upper body back, exposing her bare chest. In the candlelight, her fair skin gleamed, and her breasts were full and alluring.

The men's eyes were fixed on the woman's beautiful face and breasts, and they were reluctant to look away. At this time, the low and sinister voice of the unknown ronin Kuganuma Seihachiro reached the ears of the thieves:

"Enjoy it to your heart's content! Trampling her however you want! Now it's your turn."

The man closest to the couple among the gang of thieves was a man named Changci, who walked forward as if possessed.

Suddenly, a strong hand reached out and tightly pinched Changci's shoulder, forcing Changci to turn around to see what was going on.

"Who told you to take the initiative and run first? Now let me teach you the rules of respecting elders!"

Just moments before, they had fought side by side, but now the leader had slashed Changci from the waist to the abdomen with a 1.7-inch (56 cm) short knife, leaving Changci covered in blood. Inspired by Changci's screams and the smell of blood in the air, the leader took a step forward.

"Wait a moment!"

At this moment, a sharp shout reminded everyone of an existence that they had to take into account.

"Ajuan!"

"Miss Ajuan!"

The reason why everyone added the title of "girl" was because they all knew that this woman was the leader's mistress.

A Juan's body radiated with an invisible rage. The fuse that ignited this rage was the jealousy caused by the threat posed by another homosexual to him, and the resentment towards the group of lustful men who had seduced him.

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The leader faced left—where Ajum was.

"Ajuan!"

He said it in a serious tone, but it couldn't suppress Ajuan's emotions at all.

"I object! Chief, brothers, what's wrong with you all? Are you out of your minds? This ronin and his wife came from unknown sources, but you all obey them like possessed. How are we going to work from now on? Chief, I think these two people are plague gods no matter how you look at them-"

Ajuan cursed without any mercy, but her curses instantly turned into screams.

Without saying a word, the leader picked up the knife and chopped at Ajuan.

After being stabbed, Ajuan didn't fall down, but her wails continued. Following her survival instinct, she stumbled along the corridor to the courtyard.

"Miss Ajuan?"

A young man named Duo Xibing among the thieves followed Ajuan out and then heard the sound of the awning being kicked open outside the house.

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"Who is Harada? Did the teacher get the wrong class?"

"That seat is empty."

I approached the seat where Shisha was sitting, where the host was not present.

"Teacher, there's no room!"

"Everyone is here."

"It's freezing cold, but we still come to math class early in the morning!"

The whole classroom was filled with chuckles.

"Niaoshui, you have to cheer up and stop sleeping. (n2) Jiu⊙Wu彡虾!Niyi#Shaanxi Group"

"Did you do too much with women last night?"

Hearing the male classmate's teasing, the female classmate, who uttered a coquettish "Hateful," looked at my left ring finger. I hid the ring as if nothing had happened.

Normally, I'd be fine showing off, but I'm not in the mood right now. I have a bad feeling, and a cold sweat breaks out on my back.

Something was wrong with the student. His eyes and expressions remained the same, but the atmosphere was different, a chilling chill.

The class roll call list did have Misao's name on it.

"How rare! Torisui-sensei actually wavered."

"But the teacher is always as handsome as ever. Should I say he's cute right now?"

"Hmm, hmm, so the teacher can also have this kind of expression that makes him want to take advantage of others."

The girls were giggling and whispering to each other, which made me feel uncomfortable. I started to get anxious.

Student No. 37 leaned over to look at the attendance book in my hand as I stood next to the empty seat.

"Look, number 36 is me after all," the boy said, pointing directly below Misao's name. He looked at me with concern, not teasing.

He couldn't see Misao's name.

I concentrated, searching for Misao's presence. Perhaps I was careless. If I'd been more careful—there was nothing... anywhere.

Shishao is not here.

There was no trace of her anywhere near here, within the range where she could move within an hour by her own two feet and by ordinary public transportation.

...Well, I got tricked!

The restless and overly quiet monsters I felt yesterday... As expected, someone from the monster world appeared here, carefully avoiding my eyes and ears.

A great youkai that would make the other youkai hold their breath and hide in fear—that would undoubtedly be my enemy. Currently, all youkai clans are hostile to each other. When they encounter an opponent unwilling to compete, at most they will sign a truce, but relations are not friendly.

The struggle for power has lasted for thousands of years, and now is the time to fight for Shishaxu - the immortal fruit.

I suppressed the urge to smack my jaw, and as soon as I got back to the podium, I glared at the students, straining my eyes a little.

Then he quietly left the classroom.

From behind—inside the classroom came the voices of students.

"Why is the bird water so slow?"

"I heard the teacher in the office say he seems to have a cold and a fever?"

"Really? Great, study on your own!"

"Hey! If I had known, I wouldn't have come to the first class in such cold weather."

This is a hint.

Someone hinted to the students that Shisao didn't exist, so I also hinted, in order to leave the school and look for Shisao.

I went to the Mathematics Staff Room and the Academic Affairs Office and gave hints to several teachers.

"My first-grade math teacher, Masaki Torisui, called and said he seems to have a cold and a fever and wants to see a doctor, so he's taking the day off."

All the humans I stared at would believe the fictitious "facts" and I would not show up at today's faculty and staff meeting or the first class of Class 1-E.

The only ones who can do this are non-human aliens, aliens who take advantage of humans to survive as needed.

We call that a "demon".

Otherwise, it would be impossible for me, a 20-year-old who had never received education in a human school, to become a high school teacher.

I came to the back of the school building, made sure no one was around to see me, and then spread my wings.

To blend into human society, I usually hide these black wings within me. When I flap them, I catch the wind, and a surge of joy fills my body. These wings are proof of my status as a youkai—a tengu—and my glory.

As I soared high into the sky, my uneasiness intensified as I looked down at the crowded streets of Tokyo below. It felt like a burning sensation in my stomach.

Misao is always a prey to monsters... I should be doing my best to protect her. It's no use not only living next door to her, but also working as a high school teacher so I can protect her during the day.

"Damn it! Why didn't I notice?!"

Misao...you should be calling me desperately now.

Where is it? Who tricked me?

I clenched my left hand, which was wearing the ring, into a fist, gritted my teeth, and flapped my wings with all my might to soar.

I silenced the flapping of my wings and landed in the residential area where my home was. Then, folding my wings so no one could see me, I pressed the doorbell to the Harada residence.

Fortunately, the voice of Misao's mother, "Who is this?", came from the intercom.

"I'm Kuang, sorry to bother you."

"Oh, you're from next door... Please wait a moment. I'll go open the door now."

To Misao's mother, I was "Childhood Playmate Kozo" who lived next door to the Harada family.

When Misao was in kindergarten, I was her best playmate and older brother. Ten years ago, due to family reasons, I left home and moved out. Four months ago, I returned for work and reunited with Misao. Our childhood sweetheart love blossomed into her daughter's boyfriend. This is how Misao's mother understands me.

The entrance door opened and Misao's mother poked her head out. As soon as she confirmed it was me, she untied the door chain and opened it for me.

"Xiao Kuang, what's wrong?"

"Is Misao home?"

I know she's not here, but I wonder if her mother knows about this. Her father should be at work.

"Shi...? Sorry, who are you referring to?"

"Misao, she's your daughter."

I saw that Shisha's mother had an expression of indescribable sadness on her face.

"...We're just the two of us at home, you know? I really want to have children."

really……!

Shisha's mother was also hinted at by Xia Er Jiu Liu Wu San (Eight) Seven Medical Shirts.

"I'm sorry for being so rude."

I pushed her aside and went inside. If she was abducted at home, there might be clues about the culprit... no, the demon.

"Wait a minute, Xiao Kuang!"

I ignored Misao's mother and went upstairs to open the door to Misao's room. It was unlocked.

The bed, desk, and wardrobe—as far as I could see, there wasn't a single mess. I didn't see any uniforms or school bags. I didn't even see any student shoes in the entrance.

So, he was kidnapped on the way to school?

"What's wrong with you? That's a storage room. It only has Haosheng's books and his collection of research tools."

Misao's father was a folklore researcher. Minko refers to traditional tools used in the past, as well as festive decorations like the New Year's Gate Pine tree. It seems his father studied why people believe in monsters and the otherworldly worlds they inhabit.

Could it be that this is why a special child like Misao was born?