Chapter 26: I’m a Devil, You Know
Luo Feng had no objection to the restrictions on transaction methods. He liked challenges when doing things, as it would be more interesting.
This was hell’s compromise to heaven, but the compromise was limited. He could still ignore such rules, and all he would receive were harmless condemnations.
As a devil, why would I be afraid of your condemnation?
As for the fine, her master was also unwilling to personally provoke Luo Feng, so he planned to let his succubus try to extort a pair of angel wings from Luo Feng to show off.
Luo Feng expressed that if he liked it, he should go hunt for it himself. What he hated most were people who wanted to reap without sowing, which went against the elegance of devils.
If he had proposed a deal, Luo Feng would have been happy to discuss it. But this was him trying to pressure Luo Feng by borrowing the power of hell.
Only the strong would receive preferential treatment. This was true for both humans and hell.
Even if Luo Feng killed this succubus, as long as he gave a reasonable explanation, the other party wouldn’t dare say anything. Hell was a world that valued the law of the jungle. If someone didn’t have the strength but dared to come to him to collect debts, it could only be said to be a suicidal behavior.
As for keeping this succubus for his own use?
Luo Feng expressed that he didn’t fancy a succubus used by others.
Compared to the succubi in hell, he preferred fallen angels and the like, especially personally tempting them to fall.
Soon, a magic circle appeared on the ground again, and Luo Feng casually threw the heart into it.
Black flames burst forth from his body and the ground, cleaning the tainted blood.
Luo Feng put on his hat and walked out of his izakaya.
This place looked as if nothing had happened, very peaceful.
…
Ginko Sora sat on the train, her eyes dazed, her mind constantly thinking wild thoughts.
Selling my body in exchange for talent…
Impossible, absolutely impossible in this life. Even if I’m nailed to the pillar of shame in the Reward Association and become a negative example of a female shogi player challenging professionals in shogi history, mocked by countless female shogi players, I will never sell myself!
That’s right, even without shogi, I still have Yaichi.
But if I’m not a professional shogi player, he won’t even spare me a few glances, right… Do I have the qualifications to stand by his side?
Wait, that hateful guy said that if I apologize properly, he might not count it as disrespecting a god.
Something’s not right. Isn’t he a devil? Does this count as disrespecting a god?
He… Are devils also considered gods? But he insists on making me apologize…
Right, just letting him take a look, apologizing, just like that, I can become a professional shogi player, change the entire shogi world, and even become a role model for countless female shogi players.
I can respond to everyone’s expectations.
I…
She silently got off the train, her mind filled with thoughts about this matter, as if there was another self whispering in her heart.
Let him take a look. It’s just a look. I’m being forced. I don’t want to. Otherwise, he will keep disturbing my life.
Apologize properly. I don’t want those things either. I did something wrong and should indeed apologize.
No, no, this is still unfair to Yaichi.
If we get together in the future, how will he view me?
I might not even have the right to like him anymore.
Have I arrived at my master’s house?
I should have arrived…
I need to adjust myself, adjust my mentality, adapt to this mediocre self, use my own shogi to win, and not rely on external forces.
Ginko Sora’s gaze went from dazed to focused, and then her eyes widened.
The scene in front of her made her feel a bit incredulous.
At the door of her master’s house, Yaichi Kuzuryuu was hugging a woman. Wasn’t this Machi Kugui, the holder of the female title Queen Blooming Cherry?
Before Yaichi Kuzuryuu took on disciples, this woman and another had always been Ginko Sora’s rivals in love and objects of wariness.
Every time in shogi, she would slaughter her, suppressing her to the point where she had no confidence to face herself.
How could she be with Yaichi?
The two were hugging, and Ginko Sora couldn’t see Yaichi Kuzuryuu’s expression, but she could see Machi Kugui’s expression. At first, she had a blissful look, but when she saw Ginko Sora, her expression turned playful, as if looking at a loser.
If Yaichi Kuzuryuu was hugging his disciples, Ginko Sora wouldn’t mind because they were still children, no matter how cute they were now.
If Yaichi Kuzuryuu was hugging Keika, Ginko Sora also wouldn’t mind because Keika was like a big sister to them.
Even if Luo Feng said that Yaichi Kuzuryuu liked big breasts and had liked Keika before, Ginko Sora considered it a problem from his childhood and a matter of male aesthetic preference.
But…
This person was about the same age as Yaichi Kuzuryuu!
Being able to win the female title, her shogi skills were naturally not bad, and her femininity was who knows how much stronger than Ginko Sora’s.
Were they already together for a long time? Was Yaichi Kuzuryuu’s denseness a way of indirectly rejecting her because he had someone he liked?
Ginko Sora opened her mouth. She wanted to interrupt Yaichi Kuzuryuu. She wanted to question what exactly was going on between them.
Unfortunately, she couldn’t utter a word.
What right do I have to ask?
Thinking of her several failed confessions, looking at the scene in front of her, and then thinking of those expectant, wary, or envious gazes, Ginko Sora suddenly laughed, silently laughed.
She was a girl who rarely smiled, always having a cold face.
This smile was like melting ice and snow, like a blooming epiphyllum, beautiful beyond compare.
She turned around, hailed a taxi, and left the area.
Sitting on the rooftop, quietly watching this side, Luo Feng suddenly felt that Ginko Sora was so beautiful at this moment.
This kind of heartbroken feeling wasn’t something everyone could experience, and it wasn’t something that could be seen at any time.
It was really… too delightful.
If it were usual, she would question at this time, but she wouldn’t now because she was already on the verge of collapse before coming.
Hope is born from despair, the future is anticipated from hope, delight is obtained in flowers and applause, the happiest victory in shogi is obtained, and then all of this is suddenly lost. She could only question the devil why it was so fast. She could only see if she could let the devil give her one more day, but unfortunately, the devil didn’t agree.
When she went to her last shelter, she found that the last shelter was no longer there.
Although it wasn’t what she thought, what difference did it make?
If there weren’t countless misunderstandings in reality, how would TV shows and anime be made?
Don’t think that’s just in TV shows. Sometimes reality is even more outrageous than TV shows.
“Time to save you for the second time.” Luo Feng jumped down from the rooftop and said softly, “Have you seen enough?”
“Don’t you feel sorry for her at all? She became like this all because of you.”
Not far away, Raphi’s figure appeared out of nowhere.
“Why should I feel sorry for her?” Luo Feng pressed down on his hat brim and smiled, “I’m a devil, you know.”
