"After saving the goddess and hero of an S-rank isekai world, not only did they not receive any reward, but they are also punished by having to conquer an SS-rank isekai world with a difficulty level that can only be described as hell?!"

Honestly, is that really the realm of gods?

How can this style of doing things be even more demonic than those demons?!

They risked their lives to pull the dying world back from the brink of collapse, only to be thrown into an even more dangerous hell as disposable tools.

This move left even the real Demon King dumbfounded...

"Uh, it seems that's really the case." The demon priest scratched his cheek, his gaze subtle: "To be precise, it's a hero whose level was reset to zero, plus a goddess whose divine power was sealed."

hiss--

Poseidon, who was sitting to the side, suddenly straightened his back and gasped: "This is outrageous, how is the hero supposed to save us?"

"Even I think it's outrageous." Demon King Twilight rubbed his temples, looking slightly troubled, and sighed helplessly: "This is simply a black-hearted factory, '763'!!"

That divine realm, is it perhaps a sweatshop contractor that escaped from the pinnacle of 050 warriors, so capable of exploiting labor?

Even if he, as the Demon King, were to challenge a hero to a duel, he would at least leave some reward items or equipment for clearing the stage along the hero's path.

The actions of the gods... are even more like those of a demon king than he is.

"Ugh."

Before the words were finished, a soft sigh suddenly exploded in the corner of the council hall, like a drop of boiling oil being thrown in, instantly silencing the discussions of the Ten Heroes and the Demons.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that Princess Qiye, who should have been under house arrest in the "cell", was sitting in one of the Ten Heroes' chairs.

With his hands clasped under his chin and his brows slightly furrowed, he adopted a serious demeanor that seemed out of place for his age: "So, that's the end of the story?"

“Uh…” The old father, the demon priest, also stiffened his smile: “If nothing unexpected happens, it should be.”

Princess Qiye blinked, didn't ask any more questions, and simply nodded quietly.

Then, amidst the stunned gazes of the many demons, it walked out of the council hall step by step, returned to its own "cell," and fell into a deep sleep.

"Hiss~"

[Task Completed: Bedtime Story!]

The scene shifts back to the conference room. Poseidon pauses for a moment, then looks at the Demon King and slowly says, "I say, isn't this princess being a little too capricious?"

She was supposed to be a hostage, but she practically lived in the Demon King's castle, knew the place better than he did, and even brazenly showed up in the conference room.

The Demon King, Twilight, frowned thoughtfully, and after a long pause, finally managed to utter, "The problem is, who will take care of this..."

Upon hearing this, the meeting room fell so quiet that the crackling of the candlelight could be heard.

Another World Quartet

"If an S-rank Demon King is this insidious, how can a cautious hero possibly fight an SS-rank one?" Kazuma wailed into the void, clutching his messy hair.

After hearing the details of the punishment, he couldn't understand what had gotten into the gods. All Ristarte did was use her divine power to heal the hero when he was low on health, which was against the rules.

It's not like I did anything heinous! Having my reward withheld is one thing, but is this the right way to treat me...?

"The hero and goddess who have been reduced to a blank state."

Having already experienced the world's malice, Subaru Natsuki shrugged helplessly at the ruling: "What a hellish start. So, do you think we'll win this time?"

"What a joke!" Tanya glanced at him speechlessly, then said with absolute certainty, "It's a sure thing—!!"

After witnessing the cautious hero's performance in the S-rank world, she understood that this SS-rank other world was not something Seiya could conquer with just his cautiousness.

After all, humans have their limits; the innate differences in attributes cannot be made up for!

Unless, of course, he can become like Ainz—and cease to be human…

The air fell silent for half a second after those words were spoken.

Kazuma imagined what Seiya would look like as a skeleton and couldn't help but shudder: "Forget it, that would be even more hopeless..."

Rather than becoming inhuman, he preferred to believe that the cautious and courageous man could forge a new path out of despair.

Shortly after the screening of "The Cautious Hero's World" ended, the screen began to move again, revealing a figure that was quite familiar to everyone.

Iori was slumped over the table, elbows propped on the surface, a letter lying beside her; she looked quite troubled.

This is a letter from his younger sister, Koshino, who lives far away in their hometown, three months after he left home. She's asking about his situation, and Iori is struggling with how to reply.

Just then, Nanaka pulled out the chair opposite Iori and sat down: "So, have you finished writing the reply to Shiori?"

"Actually, that's why I wasn't planning to reply." Faced with her cousin's question, Iori honestly revealed her true feelings.

"Isn't it often said that no news is proof of safety?!"

"Great! This time it's a terrestrial deity, we're saved! I just got stabbed, and I desperately need some flammable oolong tea to soothe my wounded soul."

"High EQ: No news is proof of safety; Low EQ: I haven't shared anything with my sister in these three months."

Seeing Iori's familiar face again, everyone watching the video was so moved they almost cried—she truly is a celestial being, her arrival was just in time!!

I was so angry when I watched the story of Cautious Hero being tricked by the God Realm into going to an SS-class isekai world, where all his divine power was sealed and Seiya's level was reset to zero. The frustrating and desperate plot almost made me furious.

Finally, some everyday life with a touch of warmth and comfort is here to soothe my soul!

Kaguya-sama: Love Is War World

"Wait, everyone, don't fall for it!" Looking at the figure of Iori lying on the table on the screen, Ishigami Yu's pupils suddenly contracted, as if he had thought of something, and he shouted quickly.

"This video also contains knives, be careful!!"

Shirogane Miyuki stared at the screen as Iori played with the rabbit doll, then turned his head suspiciously: "What kind of tragedy could there be in this scene? Has she not recovered from being a cautious hero yet...?"

After all, he still vividly remembered Iori-senpai's deeds; every scene was both funny and touching, absolutely healing.

"President, please trust my judgment!" Ishigami Yu took two steps forward, his expression as serious as if he were analyzing a major case. (Read thrilling novels at Feilu Novel Network!)

"There's no mistake, Senior Iori... he must be seriously ill and beyond saving, that's why he doesn't dare to reply!"

"Eh!!!"

Shirogane, Fujiwara Chika, and Kaguya, who was eavesdropping nearby, all simultaneously let out deafening gasps.

"Really?!?!" Fujiwara Chika looked at the person beside her in disbelief: "Ishigami-kun, how did you come to this conclusion?"

"No, no, no, you can't just say things like that!" Shirogane Miyuki was startled by this guess, cold sweat dripping down his forehead: "Your method of judging by your eyes..."

"I have evidence!" Ishigami abruptly raised his hand to interrupt, his tone utterly certain: "Think about it, since it's a report on the current situation, wouldn't making a phone call be the most convenient thing to do?"

Senior Iori hasn't called in three months, and he even hesitates to reply to emails—this can only mean that his condition is too bad to speak, for fear that he will give himself away if he does!

"Wow..."

Fujiwara Chika's tears flowed like pearls from a broken string. She covered her mouth, a tragic drama already playing out in her mind.

Iori-senpai lay on the pale hospital bed, an IV needle stuck in the back of her hand. Trembling, she picked up a pen to write a letter to her sister, but after writing only a few words, she couldn't stop coughing, and the letter was mostly stained red with the blood she coughed up...

“Senior Iori…could it be…” she sobbed, her voice broken, “that you deliberately hid your illness so your family wouldn’t worry?”

"Sigh." Ishigami Yu sighed deeply, his brows furrowed, his face filled with a sorrowful expression of disbelief at the truth.

"Although I hate to admit it, based on the current situation, it may really be the case."

"Waaaaah... Iori-senpai!!" Fujiwara Chika could no longer hold back and collapsed to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably, "How heartbroken I'd be if Kei knew..."

Shirogane Miyuki finally recovered from his initial shock. Looking at the scene before him—one person wailing and the other mourning deeply—his face instantly darkened.

He took a deep breath, silently walked behind Ishigami, and placed his hand heavily on Ishigami's shoulder, so hard that he almost pressed Ishigami to the ground.

“Ishigami.” Shirogane Miyuki’s voice was eerily calm, each word sounding as if squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Promise me that after the meeting, you'll delete all those melodramatic romance novels from your phone, right now, okay?"

“But President, logically… yes.” Ishigami wanted to argue, but seeing the president’s eyes practically blazing with anger, he finally shut his mouth sheepishly.

I was quite confident in my judgment; isn't that how TV drama plots usually develop?

Chapter 1305, a reply to Shiori, summarizes the genius Iori!

Upon hearing this, Nanaka and Chisa decided to briefly mention Iori's recent situation in their reply: "Most people would want to know about the current situation of important family members, right?"

"Really? Report on my recent situation..." Iori's mind flashed back to the mosaic-like life she had endured for the past few months, and her face immediately darkened.

If his family finds out about the things he's done at school, they'll definitely cut off his allowance immediately, and he might even be packed up and sent home overnight for re-education.

Thinking of this, he suddenly covered his face, a distorted expression forming between his fingers, cold sweat pouring down his back: "Damn it, Chisa knows everything about my life. Lying won't work."

Since that's the case, then I'll just have to write everything I can!

Iori took a deep breath, grabbed the pen on the table, and as if an inspiration had exploded in his mind, he bent down and wrote furiously on the letter paper.

[To Shiori, it's almost summer here too... Pen nib hovers over the paper, the air suddenly so quiet you can hear the cicadas chirping outside the window: Respectfully yours, Iori.]

Nanaka and Chisa fell silent: "Where's the main text?"

"There's nothing to write about!!" Iori, her face contorted like a demon, clutched her head and thrashed her hair, letting out a desperate growl.

"Write down everything you can write," "There's nothing to write about"... It's hilarious. But now that I think about it, there really wasn't anything to write about.

"If you ask me, we should outsource the letter writing! Someone like Hu Fang Shisi You next door is very good at it, he has a great reputation, and he can definitely fool people."

06 Everyone who witnessed this couldn't help but chuckle. Don't be fooled by the fact that Iori's letter only had one sentence; considering his carefree life, which was completely covered in mosaics from head to toe...

The only thing that can be safely put on paper is something as trivial as "summer is coming soon".

The world of spring things

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