A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

Sato and the others squatted in the hotel lobby, craning their necks and eagerly awaiting news of Keiko's triumphant return.

To be honest, they didn't expect Keiko to bring back a whole wing.

That thing is huge! The whole family is eating it right now, do you think they'd share one with you? That's unrealistic.

But surely there should be some scraps, right?

After you've eaten all the meat off the skeleton, there should be some left, right?

Even the bits of meat stuck in the bones, the tendons that can't be completely gnawed off, and even the charred skin—that's all the skin of a Great Tengu!

It's also great for slurping up flavor!

A group of people were having a sweet dream when they saw Keiko come out of the courtyard.

She came out crying.

She walked away wiping away tears, muttering to herself, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm not human... I've let everyone down..."

Sato's brain exploded with a "buzz".

What the hell!

Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap!

He's seen this story before!

Isn't this the most common scene in adult films?

The female protagonist emerged from someone else's room, disheveled, sobbing as she grasped the hand of the victim's husband, repeatedly saying, "I'm sorry," "I'm not human," "I'm dirty,"...

Damn, I used to think it was pretty exciting and cool when I watched it.

But if you were to find yourself in the role of that aggrieved husband, that wouldn't be fun!

Sato felt his blood pressure spike, and his head was pounding.

He jumped up, rushed to Huizi, grabbed her shoulders, and asked urgently:

"Huizi! What's wrong? Did that guy surnamed Ji bully you? Tell me! I'm going to settle the score with him right now!"

As he spoke, he was about to rush into the courtyard, looking as if he really wanted to fight Ji Zuodao to the death.

Of course, he was just putting on an act.

He was still a little hesitant to actually fight that ruthless man who could skin people alive.

Mizuki quickly came forward and grabbed Keiko's hand, asking with concern:

"Keiko-chan, what's wrong? Did they bully you? Tell me, and I'll stand up for you!"

Keiko shook her head, looking at Mizuki with teary eyes, and said in a choked voice:

"No... Mr. Ji didn't bully me... It's my own fault... My awareness wasn't high enough... I focused my energy on things I shouldn't have... I'm sorry everyone..."

Mizuki was stunned: "Huh?"

Keiko continued, "I was just enlightened by Mr. Hime. I am an Onmyoji, and my duty is to protect the people and capture evil cultivators. But all I think about all day is eating roasted chicken wings and trying to please men... Someone like me is completely unworthy of being a qualified Onmyoji!"

Sato's lips twitched slightly: "No... Keiko... it's just a chicken wing, it shouldn't be blown out of proportion like this..."

"Absolutely! Absolutely!"

Huizi looked at him with a serious expression, her eyes as firm as if she were about to join the Party.

"Sato-kun, I've thought it through. From today onward, I will dedicate all my energy to my work. I will apprehend those evil cultivators, and I will protect the people living their ordinary lives! I will no longer waste time on these gluttonous desires!"

Looking at Keiko's face, which was filled with the determination to "fight," Sato felt that something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

No, I just want to know what that guy surnamed Ji did to you.

How come she went in as a normal girl, but came out as a model worker?

Mizuki stood to the side, watching Keiko's appearance, a strange look flashing in her eyes.

What's going on with this little green tea bitch?

Has he fallen into evil?

No, no, this looks like a post-coital state.

That shouldn't be the case; it took less than five minutes from the time I went in to the time I came out.

From Meiyue's observation, Ji Zuodao's physique and energy didn't seem like the type to finish in five minutes.

Mizuki, being a married woman, was lost in thought, her mind racing, already conjuring up all sorts of indescribable scenarios.

Keiko didn't give her a chance to continue her imagination.

Huizi wiped away her tears, took a deep breath, straightened her back, and looked at everyone with a firm gaze:

"Let's go, let's get to work! Let's try to arrest those evil practitioners as soon as possible, so they can't continue to harm ordinary people!"

Sato scratched his head, looking at Keiko with a bewildered expression, and muttered:

"You're crying like this over this? That's really unnecessary."

"Those burly men who came here as evil cultivators are powerful, but they only kill ordinary people. At most, they'll make the news for a few days, but they won't even make the front page."

"Look at Beika City next door, people die every day, in all sorts of different ways. The people of Beika are used to it. To put it bluntly, they're just a bunch of ordinary people, so their deaths are no big deal."

In Sato's view, what's the big deal about a few hundred ordinary people dying?

Every year, hundreds of people die in this small town.

As long as it doesn't affect me personally, it's not a big deal.

Sato was trying to figure out how to comfort Keiko when an official suddenly rushed in from outside, his face showing a panicked expression:

"Mr. Sato! Something terrible has happened! That group of evil cultivators has committed another crime! The location is exactly the same as the one that Mr. Ji from the Great Han predicted!"

Sato was stunned for a moment. That bastard actually guessed right?

He frowned and asked, "How many died this time?"

The official swallowed hard, his face turned ashen, his lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

"Speak up! How many died?" Sato was getting impatient.

"So many... hundreds of people have died..."

"A prestigious family... was wiped out... only one person survived..."

Sato's expression changed instantly.

"What? Aristocratic families! Why would they attack aristocratic families? Which unfortunate aristocratic family was wiped out?"

"The Sato family."

Sato's brain hadn't processed it yet.

The Sato family? Which Sato family?

Sato...

Wait a minute!

My house?!

My entire family was wiped out?!

"Who...who survived?" Sato's voice trembled.

The official didn't speak, but simply looked up at Sato and pointed at him with his finger.

Sato was stunned.

He looked down at himself, then looked up at the official's fingers.

"No, I'm asking who survived, why are you pointing at me?"

The official didn't say anything, he just stared straight at him.

Sato realized what was happening, and his face changed from white to green, then from green to purple, and finally to a very interesting shade of liver.

"No, you mean... I'm the only one left in my family who's died?"

The official nodded solemnly.

Sato felt his legs go weak, took two steps back, and plopped down on the chair behind him.

His mouth was agape, his eyes were wide open, and his mind was a complete mess.

My home is gone?

Where are my parents? Where is my sister? Where are my grandparents? Where are all my distant relatives?

All gone?

Am I the only one left?

Sato felt numb all over, from head to toe, inside and out, even his fingers were numb.

—I waited all day yesterday for the anime to be released, and I was so impatient that I almost gave up. I'll wait and see today.