Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

Although it is currently uncertain whether these materials are genuine, or whether they were taken from living or dead individuals...

However, Amamiya Rin no longer felt any goodwill towards the participants of this party.

Since his transmigration, he has received help from all sorts of people, and Junji Ito's manga also depicts the various acts of kindness from humanity.

Although there is never a good outcome, Junji Ito set the tone as a universe shrouded in darkness, where the light is still faint but is gradually recovering and will surely win the final victory.

Therefore, Amamiya Rin acknowledged the goodness of human nature.

I often have goodwill toward strangers.

Even with Takagi-sensei, besides hating what she did, he also felt some sympathy and sorrow for her, because Tomie had contributed to Takagi-sensei becoming that way.

This is indeed the first time that such direct disgust and malice have been felt towards ordinary humans.

"Who did Amamiya-kun come with? I don't think I've seen you before."

Sato Keiya, dressed in a black dress, looked over with curiosity and admiration.

"Someone I know."

Yu Gonglin didn't elaborate, as he didn't really want to mention Chang Xiying right now.

"My friend..."

With a baby face, Michiko Tanabe chuckled and joined in.

"So what does Amamiya-kun do? Is he a student? Or is he already working?"

"Freelancing"

Amamiya Rin replied coldly.

"Freelancing? That sounds interesting."

Tomomi Tsubakihara's eyes lit up; she seemed quite interested in Rin Amamiya's "unconventional" state.

Amamiya Rin had no interest in them whatsoever. He put the plate aside, walked over to the so-called art sofa, and reached out to touch it.

When his fingertips touched the sofa leather, the strange look in his eyes intensified.

This wasn't the first time he had touched skin that wasn't on a human body; a simple touch was enough to confirm his earlier suspicions.

It's no longer just a suspicion; the leather of this sofa is exactly as Amamiya Rin predicted.

"call……"

Amamiya Rin's breathing became heavier, and she slowly closed her eyes to conceal the hatred that welled up from the bottom of her heart.

"Is Amamiya-kun interested in this artwork?"

Tomomi Tsubakihara's voice rang out again. She, Sato Kei, and Tanabe Michiko had gathered around at some point, their eyes shining with undisguised affection as their gazes lingered on Amamiya Rin's face.

"no."

Amamiya Rin turned around, her face expressionless, but the coldness in her eyes deepened.

He gave a perfunctory answer and walked away.

"Don't rush off."

Sato Kei stepped forward, smiling sweetly.

"Is this your first time at a party like this? You seem a little reserved. Relax, everyone's just chatting and having drinks."

"Oh, right, there's a dance segment later. Can Amamiya-kun dance?"

Michiko Tanabe blinked, moved closer, and the scent of her perfume wafted towards Rin Amamiya.

"It's okay if you don't know how, I can teach you."

Tomomi Tsubakihara immediately responded.

"Me too! I'm pretty good at it."

Sato Keiya also joined in the invitation, his tone seemingly casual, but his eyes showed determination.

In an instant, Amamiya Rin seemed to have become a high-priced prey, with three beautiful women of different styles staring at him with burning eyes, wanting to hunt him down.

On the other hand, Kawakami Tomie was not as low-key as Amamiya Rin. While Amamiya Rin walked to the edge of the party, she and Chang Xiying walked to the center of the party. Their impeccable beauty and charm instantly attracted the men around them.

"This beautiful lady is...?"

A man in his thirties, dressed in a silver-gray suit, appeared at just the right moment to her side, holding a wine glass and wearing a charming smile.

"Hello, I am Lin Chengshan."

Another person approached. He appeared gentle and polite, but he didn't hide his arrogance in his every move.

"Wow." A young man with messy blond hair whistled, looking Tomie up and down without any attempt to hide it, his smile bright. "Little brat from the Changxi family, where did you find such a beauty? That's not fair, hiding her away like that."

"Mr. Nishimura, you're joking."

Chang Xiying chuckled dryly, beads of sweat forming on her forehead.

Tomie gently raised her hand and tucked a strand of black hair behind her ear. This casual gesture released an even more domineering presence, causing the seemingly carefree blond youth to lose his composure for a moment.

"You came up to me just to say such pointless things?"

Tomie Kawakami smiled dismissively, her tone revealing a hint of sarcasm.

Such an attitude undoubtedly provoked the men.

The three gathered around Tomie, subtly revealing their wealth and status. The composure they had cultivated over the years in high positions now turned into a ostentatious display, like a peacock spreading its tail.

Chang Xiying and other men of even lower status were marginalized and looked extremely pale, but they couldn't even utter a word of protest.

This was because Kawakami Tomie had restrained herself at Amamiya Rin's request; otherwise, people like Chang Xiying wouldn't have cared about the status and position of these three.

"What's all this commotion about?"

The commotion caught the attention of a beautiful woman in a dark green dress in the distance.

She followed the crowd's gaze and froze when she saw the black-haired beauty gathered in the center.

"Kawakami...Tomie...!"

The woman's pupils contracted, and a chill ran down her spine.

"Who invited her?"

Others might not dare to look at Tomie Kawakami's file or recognize her because of her gender, but wouldn't she recognize Tomie Kawakami?

Who brought such a dangerous monster here?

"Lord Takashi seems to be from the Tsuneki family."

The attendant beside him answered in a low voice.

"That fox demon clan?"

Gao Shi frowned, a look of disdain on his face.

It's ridiculous that someone from the fox demon clan would be bewitched by a woman.

"Give them a reminder."

Gao Shi turned to the side and gave instructions to the attendant beside him.

The attendant nodded slightly and slipped silently into the crowd, first coming to Lin Chengshan's side. Taking the opportunity of offering wine, he slightly moved his lips.

Lin Chengshan was smiling as he watched Tomie, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the stem of the glass.

As soon as the attendant finished speaking, the smile on his face suddenly froze. Although it only lasted for a moment before he regained his proper composure, the burning passion in his eyes quickly cooled and turned into intense regret and annoyance.

When Nishimura heard the servant's whisper, his nonchalant smile froze, and the undisguised interest in his eyes was replaced by a panicked look of surprise.

The third person's expression also changed drastically, his eyes revealing shock and anger, and he subconsciously looked away from Tomie's face.

"Excuse me, Ms. Kawakami, I suddenly remembered I have an urgent phone call to handle. Please excuse me for a moment."

"I also remembered that I have an appointment with my father, and it's almost time. Mr. Tsuneki, Ms. Kawakami, please enjoy the evening."

"I have to go."

The three of them each made up an excuse and ran away. Their hurried departures looked quite disheveled, leaving the men around them with bewildered expressions.