Chapter 08: I Have No Morals
Doing a business deal and teaching a scheming angel a lesson was just an episode in Luo Feng’s devil career.
He was now in the washroom, frantically washing his hands.
Although that sacred angelic body had a nice feel to it, hitting it made his hands a bit dirty. How could something as disgusting as holy light exist?
Heaven should be destroyed so that there would be no more holy light in the world.
After washing his hands, Luo Feng returned to his computer.
He casually opened a bottle of holy water and gulped it down.
He hated holy light, but he didn’t hate holy water. Alcohol brewed with holy water was stronger and more intense than ordinary alcohol.
The good thing about alcohol was its unpleasant taste. He didn’t dwell too much on the taste anyway. As long as there was human evil to blend it with, it was quite enjoyable to drink.
“That feels good.” Luo Feng leaned back in his chair. “After a beating, my mind is so clear. It would have been even better if I could have torn off her wings. Two hundred years is such a long time…”
Knowing that he had a competitor on his path to becoming a lord, Luo Feng tapped his temple.
He wasn’t afraid of competition, but he didn’t like trouble.
However, this was a decision made by the higher-ups in hell. He wasn’t a lord yet and couldn’t change anything.
But couldn’t this trouble be turned into something interesting?
The process of tormenting humans seemed like it could also be used to torment the cute little angel.
How interesting would it be to make an angel like Raphi fall?
Turning her wings black would be much more interesting than tearing them off!
Luo Feng stroked his chin, deep in thought. “I’ll deal with things as they come. This way, it can add some fun to life. Let me see how my cute little Gin is doing.”
He had taken away Ginko Sora’s memory of those two games and didn’t know if it had a big impact on her. Hopefully, she wouldn’t pull out her hair in despair.
That cute silver hair would be such a waste if she went bald.
Luo Feng placed his right index finger on his temple and began remotely listening to the girl’s thoughts.
As long as Luo Feng knew who she was, what she looked like, and her name, he could directly lock onto her location. Mortals basically couldn’t escape his surveillance.
Let alone being in a different city, they couldn’t escape even if they were on a different planet.
‘He said Yaichi has good romantic luck…’
‘What others say might be fake, but what he says should be true, right?’
‘So, does Yaichi really have good romantic luck? Will his final choice… be me?’
‘Actually… he’s not much older than those two elementary school girls. By the time he reaches the true pinnacle, they’ll already be in high school.’
‘Why can’t he slow down? Why can’t he wait for me?’
‘I really want to play against him in a professional match…’
‘I’m not like Ai Hinatsuru(1)*. I’m not as cute as her.’
‘I’m not like Ai Yashajin. I’m not a child raised by talented parents.’
‘I’m not like Keika(2)*. I can’t heal Yaichi with gentleness.’
‘Clumsy and ill-tempered me can’t do anything.’
‘I can neither do anything for Yaichi nor give him anything.’
‘A shabby body that spoils in the sun and a wooden brain that can’t even clearly visualize a shogi board.’
‘So all I have is this small shogi board. The only place that can attract Yaichi’s attention is on this small shogi board.’
‘The day I become a professional shogi player… in an official match, I can play shogi with him seriously.’
‘Although the match only lasts a few short hours, during that time, he belongs only to me.’
‘But… I refused the god’s deal. Can he grant me the power to advance to 4-dan? Can he grant me a strong body that won’t collapse before my will does?’
‘Hmm, what exactly were those two game records? They felt important. One was a game I played, and the other was a game between gods. Why can’t I remember them?’
‘My definition is that if those game records were released, they could even change the world of shogi.’
‘This isn’t the definition of that wooden brain. It’s the definition of my current computing power.’
‘Each move in the middle game could branch out into different playing styles. Neither side used the optimal solution for each move. In the end… who won in the end?’
‘But do I really have to go beg him? Make a deal with him?’
‘No, shogi is important to me, and Yaichi is equally important to me…’
‘Didn’t I want to become a professional shogi player to chase after Yaichi’s footsteps?’
“She’s actually thinking about someone else. How can I let anyone else touch the toy I’ve set my eyes on?” Luo Feng stroked his chin. “Tsk, she clearly had her own passion for shogi.”
Luo Feng wasn’t talking to Ginko Sora but muttering to himself.
She had someone she liked, and the person she liked was her junior brother from the same teacher.
Hmm… what difference does that make?
Luo Feng said that Yaichi Kuzuryuu didn’t need to make a wish because he hadn’t heard the whispers of a devil and hadn’t been tempted by a devil.
Even he must have something he wanted. There was no one who had no desires at all.
He could show him the game records of Teku and Blanco to attract him, or he could help him develop new strategies himself.
He should be quite obsessed with shogi too, right?
As for the price, it would be this fate.
In the eyes of a devil, there was nothing that couldn’t be traded.
But… is this interesting?
Or I could make a deal with him for other things, lure him little by little, make him go in the opposite direction of Gin, and even lead him into the abyss.
Also, I can create countless interesting scenarios to make Gin completely lose hope.
Either way is fine. It doesn’t matter how I torment them. I’m bored anyway.
Luo Feng lightly licked his lips and showed a delighted smile.
He never thought about whether doing this was immoral or whether he was breaking up a couple that might have ended up together, breaking up this beautiful story in the shogi world.
I have no morals. Morality can’t hold me hostage.
He was a devil, a devil who toyed with people’s hearts. If he still had to consider his human nature from when he was alive, why would he choose to become a devil? Wouldn’t it be better to reincarnate directly?
Thinking of this, Luo Feng’s hands started typing on the keyboard. He would do whatever was interesting and fun.
He hadn’t forgotten about his main task, which was to get the employees in hell to quickly develop an interesting app so that he wouldn’t have to sense and search for people one by one. That was too troublesome.
This program definitely wasn’t something no one had thought of before, but did their words matter? Would the higher-ups in hell listen to them?
Whether in the human world, heaven, or hell, power and strength were eternal.
Unfortunately, now heaven and hell had some kind of cease-fire agreement.
Otherwise, tempting some more powerful beings would definitely be more interesting than playing with mortals.
Currently, only Raphi had the potential to be tempted. After all, the prerequisite for being tempted was not being pure enough.
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