Chainsaw Man, starting contract to cut down the Demon Line

"Little Red, keep up!"

After saying this, Yan Liang immediately sped up, leading Dongshan Xiaohong towards the direction where Dianci was.

Chapter 186 Unique Secret Weapons Will Surprise You Even More

Let's rewind to an hour ago.

At this moment, Denji had just successfully shaken off Higashiyama Koko by using the excuse of a stomachache and his convincing acting skills. He then traveled alone from the hillside where the church was located to the village of Shuijing Township.

"Hehehe... What bullshit danger? The captain's just trying to trick me into working for free. I don't believe in that nonsense!"

Completely ignoring what Yan Liang was saying, Dianci strolled aimlessly down the empty street with his hands in his pockets, whistling off-key.

Having finally managed to get out on a field mission, and having heard Yan Liang say that there were many enthusiastic young women in the village, Dianci naturally wasn't going to just wait around. His gaze darted back and forth between the tightly closed doors and alleyways on both sides, trying to find a romantic encounter in this strange village.

"But... this village is so deserted. Where's the warm-hearted country girl I was promised? Does she take naps all day?"

Slightly annoyed, he scratched his hair. After wandering around aimlessly for a while, he realized the streets were deserted. Just as he was about to lose patience and decide to kick open a door to see if anyone was home—

A gentle breeze carrying a sweet fragrance blew by, and Dianci's nose twitched twice before he suddenly turned his head away.

Not far ahead, around a corner, two graceful figures dressed in loose, plain white robes were walking side by side towards the church, the direction from which Denji was located.

Denji's gaze immediately fell on the two faces. To him, they were two exquisitely beautiful faces. The conservative robes, so wide they completely obscured their figures, did not make them appear old-fashioned; instead, they exuded a captivating, ascetic aura that made Denji's radar instantly stand up.

"Oh oh oh oh!!!"

Denji's eyes instantly turned into hearts, and his heart pounded wildly in his chest like a pile driver.

They've appeared! They've finally appeared! Isn't this the kind of mysterious yet pure and lovely country girl he's been dreaming of?! And there are two of them at once! Is this the legendary double happiness?!

Thinking of this, Denji quickly wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, then deliberately straightened his slightly wrinkled shirt collar, struck a pose that he considered the most handsome in the world, with a touch of melancholy and vicissitude, and blocked the two girls' way.

"Oh, two lovely little sisters."

Denji put one hand on his hip and tried to lower his voice, saying, "It's broad daylight, why is there nobody in the village? It's dangerous for two pretty girls like you to be walking around outside like that..."

If it were a normal country girl, she would probably have screamed and run away in fear if she were approached by Denji, who looked like a street thug.

But the two girls stopped in their tracks.

They tilted their heads, their empty, glass-bead-like eyes staring intently at Dianci for a moment. Then, the girl on the left suddenly revealed a gentle smile.

"Ah...you must be the young man who's with our esteemed guest, the Sect Leader?"

The girl's voice was sweet and ethereal, as if it could melt your heart.

"Huh? You...you know me?" Denji was stunned for a moment, then his heart was filled with ecstatic joy that erupted like a volcano.

Following Captain Yan Liang has indeed brought benefits; look at this, Peach Blossom Yi Caixiang T!

“Of course I know you.” The girl on the right smiled and took a step forward. “The sect leader instructed that you are also a distinguished guest of our Shuijing Township.”

“Since you’re a guest…” The girl on the left glanced at Denji, her tone becoming somewhat ambiguous, “And, judging from your appearance, you seem to be in a stage where you haven’t grown up yet.”

"I'm... I haven't grown up yet?" Denji swallowed hard, his mind already conjuring up indescribable, censored images. "Um... when you talk about growth, is it the kind of growth that... makes me an adult?!"

The two girls exchanged a glance. Seeing Denji's urgency, something seemed to stir beneath his robes. But Denji, blinded by his emotions, didn't notice this strange detail at all.

Yes, that's right.

The girl on the right gently took Denji's hand. The hand was so cold that it had no warmth at all, but to Denji, it felt as if he were holding a burning flame.

The girl leaned close to his ear, her breath sweet as orchids: "Our cult leader often teaches us to use love to influence the world. Since you are so eager, my sister and I will take you to a quiet place and give you a proper... handy."

"Go, go, go! Go anywhere! I'll go through fire and water!"

Walking in an unfamiliar village, if two complete strangers suddenly offer to do something to help someone grow, anyone would feel wary or resistant.

But Denji was different. He was at the peak of his life, and had been in a state of great repression for a long time. Denji didn't even think about this romantic encounter. He was so excited that his voice rose several octaves, and his face turned as red as a boiled crab.

In that instant, Denji suddenly had a feeling that his life had been worthwhile!

That's the meaning of his persistence in surviving! Demons, missions, police—get out of my way! He's going to grow up with these two enthusiastic little sisters!

"Then, please follow us."

Two servants gently took Dianci's hands, turned around, and led him into a more secluded alley. Finally, they stopped in front of a rather spacious old wooden house.

This wooden house is as hidden as the depths of the Brazilian rainforest, making it difficult for anyone to find.

"This is it, guest. Please come in. No one will disturb our conversation here."

The girl pushed open the door and made an inviting gesture.

"Hehehe... I'm here! I'm here! Ladies, this master will be very gentle—!"

Arriving at the house, Denji, panting heavily, rummaged up and down the two men, loosened the collar of his shirt, and rushed impatiently into the dark wooden house. The door behind him was then slammed shut.

At that moment, Denji was so preoccupied with the romantic encounter he was about to have that he didn't even think about why there were two such proactive girls in this dangerous village, or why they were so enthusiastic about him.

And what he didn't realize was... what kind of unique artifact, capable of giving him an unexpected surprise, was hidden beneath their flowing robes...

Chapter 187 The impact on teenagers is immeasurable

The cabin was dimly lit, with only a few weak rays of sunlight filtering through the paper-covered wooden lattice windows. A few dim yellow incandescent lamps shone overhead, barely allowing one to make out the outline of the room. It was clear at a glance that this abandoned house was not a place to live, and that few people ever came here.

As soon as he entered, Denji eagerly began taking off his coat, chuckling softly to himself.

"Hehe, the ambiance here is quite charming. Come on, let's get started..."

However, once his vision adjusted to the dimness of the room, his movements became hesitant.

The tatami mats I had imagined, covered with soft bedding, did not appear. In the center of this empty room, there was only a cold, hard metal bed with leather straps welded to its four corners.

This strange arrangement just doesn't look right.

"Uh..." By now, Denji's smile had vanished; even he, as slow as he was, had sensed that something was wrong.

A hint of suspicion finally arose in Denji's heart, and he asked the two of them:

"Um... little sister, are we really going to... you know, on this metal bed? Isn't it a bit too hard? It'll hurt my back."

Two girls dressed in Zen robes followed him in and slammed the door shut behind them, as if they were afraid he would escape.

This meaningful action startled Dianci, making him tremble all over.

Although the girls in Shuijing Township are very enthusiastic, isn't this a bit too enthusiastic?

Soon, they came up with a new move.

"It's alright, sir."

The girl on the left smiled as she walked to the metal bed, reached out and patted the thick leather restraints, her tone still gentle:

"In order for what follows to proceed smoothly, we need you to lie down first and be secured."

"Huh?! Tied up?!"

Dianci was so startled that he took half a step back, instinctively protecting his chest with both hands.

Although he was a country bumpkin with little education, this whole spectacle was far beyond his comprehension.

"Um, I suddenly feel a bit of a stomachache, how about we do this another time..."

"Oh dear, is the guest afraid?" The girl on the right stepped forward, her cold hand once again resting on Dianci's chest, gently circling through his shirt. "Please rest assured, you are the esteemed guest of the Master, how could we possibly harm you?"

"We're just worried that since it's your first time experiencing something like this, your body might react negatively because it's not used to it."

"Many people who haven't experienced this before will feel resistant at first because it's unfamiliar. We're tying you up only to help you better."

The girl's voice carried an irresistible allure.

Denji's mind, which had become somewhat clearer, turned into a complete mess again after feeling that soft, boneless little hand.

"Over-excitement? Rejection reaction?"

A thought suddenly flashed through Denji's mind, and he subconsciously connected what she had said to another aspect.

Wait a minute! He remembered seeing a similar plot in some of those special magazines that he had read through countless times!

A mysterious basement, and this iron bed and leather straps... Right, could this be one of those recently popular relationships where the woman takes the lead, and the roles of attack and defense are reversed...?

Or is it the kind where their hands and feet are tied up, they can't move, and they can only be bullied unilaterally...?

In any case, Denji had never even seen such a thing before; he had only heard that it was a high-class play that only city people liked to do.

Thinking about it that way, it seems like it's not entirely unacceptable to him...

That's right! The cult leader is a big shot; the people around him must be living a much more extravagant life than country bumpkins!

Most people might not be able to accept this, but who is he? He's the kind of person who wouldn't dare to try something that most people wouldn't.

Having figured this out, Denji's wariness vanished, and a colorful fervor once again took over the high ground of his intelligence.

He slapped his thigh, his face clearly saying, "I understand."

"So that's how it is! Big shots really do things differently! You should have said so earlier, or I was getting a little nervous!"

Dianci was so excited that he rubbed his hands together, kicked off his shoes in a few seconds, and climbed onto the cold iron bed.

He lay flat on his back with his limbs spread wide, forming a "大" (big) shape.

"Come on, sisters! Rub me as much as you want! I'm very resilient!"

"I swear, no matter what happens, even if I die here, I won't utter a sound!"

"Don't worry, I can handle it!"

However, although Denji cooperated very well, striking a bold and unrestrained pose, the two girls were stunned when they saw him like this.

They exchanged a glance, and then the girl on the left reached out and gently patted Denji's shoulder.

"Guest, you're lying in the wrong position."

"Huh? I'm lying down in the wrong place?" Denji opened his eyes, somewhat bewildered. "Isn't this how it's supposed to be? Then how should I lie down?"

"To make things easier..." the girl on the right smiled and pointed to the metal bed, "Please turn over, face away from us, and lie down on it."

"Huh? Lying with your back to me?"

While muttering to himself, Denji still obediently began to move. In this situation, he didn't have time to think things through; his body acted before his mind did.

A moment later, Denji changed his position and lay down on the cold, hard iron plate.

But Denji wasn't really stupid. All the odd things were piling up, making him feel increasingly uneasy.

How can we even start a war like this? They're all lying down, you can't even see their faces, what's the point...?

If it's that kind of play, lying down is even more inconvenient...

Could it be a scene from a book, one of those massage parlor scenes? All you have to do is lie down... but that doesn't make sense. At least in those kinds of scenes, even if the bed doesn't have a large hole for your face to breathe through, it should at least have a small one.

Otherwise, how would he enjoy himself?

What's more, he felt incredibly uncomfortable being pressed against the iron plate. Not only was his chest so tight he could barely breathe, but his head also ached terribly!

Once he was tied up while lying face down, he had no room to resist... no, he had no room to cooperate at all!

The electric current was only enough to keep him thinking about these things; he had no concept of anything darker or more unimaginable.

"Um, little sister..."

Denji lay on the metal plate, straining to turn his head, and voiced his question:

"This position is so weird! How are you going to help me get up if I'm lying on my stomach...?"

Before he could utter the last word, Dianci's voice suddenly caught in his throat.

Suddenly, he felt a chill run down his lower body.

Chapter 188 I'm going to explode with you guys!!!

"Shh-"

A cool breeze suddenly blew through his lower body, and a brief moment of clarity returned to Denji's mind, which had been filled with yellow waste.

He lay on the cold, hard iron plate, muttering to himself.

City people really have a lot of tricks up their sleeves; even taking off their pants is done so simply and crudely.

But then he thought, since he was already here and had already come all this way, he was a man after all, and he couldn't just back down at a time like this, could he?