Curse Return: Demon Void Girl Doesn't Want to Be a Weakling

Zhenyi rolled her eyes at her, her tone barbed.

"nothing."

Not to be outdone, Kugizaki retorted sarcastically, "You seem to have a lot of energy."

"Of course, I'm much better than you."

"Can't you say something nice?"

"Dream on."

Maki watched as Mai and Kugizaki started bickering on the spot, and helplessly rubbed her forehead.

She grabbed Zhenyi by the collar and pulled her toward the cafeteria.

"Hey, don't pull my collar!"

"Then why don't you just walk by yourself!"

They bickered constantly along the way and soon arrived at the cafeteria entrance.

"arrive."

Maki pushed open the door. "Mashiro is eating inside. You can go over there yourself."

"no!"

Mayi grabbed Maki's sleeve and glared at her, saying, "You brought me here, so you have to take full responsibility!"

"What responsibility...?"

Maki looked at Mayi's slightly trembling body, sighed, and said, "Alright, alright, I'll take you there."

There weren't many people in the cafeteria. Panda sat in a corner with a stack of empty plates in front of him.

Gou Juan sat opposite him, scooping a bowl of white porridge with a spoon, while Shunping sat by the window, flipping through a magazine.

Mashiro and Itadori sat at the table in the center, with several stir-fried dishes in front of them.

She had her back to the door and didn't turn around.

But the moment Zhenyi stepped into the cafeteria, she felt locked in.

Maki sat down next to Mashiro, put her duffel bag aside, picked up an untouched bun from the table, and took a bite.

Zhenyi also walked to the table, her fingertips tightening slightly.

Mashiro put down her chopsticks and turned to look at her.

Its wings covered its eyes, making its expression unreadable.

"You've arrived so quickly, please have a seat."

Her voice was light and melodious, but Zhenyi always felt that she could detect a hint of murderous intent.

No, no, no, she has no reason to want to kill me right now!

Zhenyi shook her head repeatedly, implying that it was just her imagination.

Mayi tossed the duffel bag next to Maki aside and sat down next to Maki, very close to her.

The chair made a slight scraping sound as it was dragged out onto the floor. She sat upright with her hands on her knees.

Mashiro tilted her head, looking at Maki with a puzzled expression.

Is she too afraid of herself?

Is it really necessary? All I did was threaten her last time; I didn't even hurt her...

Feeling Mashiro's gaze on her, Mayi clung even tighter to Maki.

"Hey......"

Maki glanced at her, then leaned close to Mai's ear and said, "You can't be serious, can you?"

"What do you know? You're just scared!"

Mai responded softly to Maki, leaning almost against her.

Itadori looked at the two people in front of him strangely. Didn't they have a rather strained relationship before...?

Mashiro blinked, looking at her sisters who were clinging tightly to each other.

She seemed to remember that Mai was a sister-complex...

Hmm, lily ribs, that sounds delicious...

No, no, no, now is not the time to talk about this.

Mashiro snapped out of her daze, forcing a smile, and asked May, "You came straight from Kyoto, have you had lunch yet?"

Zhenyi was stunned for a moment.

"……not yet."

"Let's eat first, and talk while we eat."

Mashiro patted Itadori on the shoulder, telling him to order two more dishes.

Huzhang obediently stood up and went to the window to order food.

Mashiro chuckled and then turned her gaze back.

She smiled at Mayi in front of her and said, "I specially invited a senior chef from New Oriental to cook Chinese food for the cafeteria at Tokyo College. You must try it."

"Ah, okay."

Looking at Mashiro in front of her, Mayi relaxed a little.

Although there was a sense of oppression from someone in a superior position, Mashiro's tone was very friendly.

The last time I saw him, he was an unofficial special advisor; now he's the top leader at the highest level.

It's so unfair that they've improved so quickly at such a young age!

Chapter 159 Zhenyi

The dishes were served quickly.

Huzhang brought back two dishes from the window: shredded pork with garlic sauce and sweet and sour pork ribs, plus several bowls of rice.

He placed the dishes in the middle of the table, then sat back down and continued eating.

Zhenyi looked down at the dish in front of her. The red oil glistened on the shredded meat, and the sweet and sour pork ribs sauce spread out on the bottom of the plate.

It looks so appetizing.

"Chopsticks."

Mashiro pulled a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick holder on the table and handed them over.

Zhenyi quickly took it and said "Thank you".

"New Oriental?" Maki put down the half-eaten bun, raised her eyebrows, and said, "What does that do? I've never heard of it."

"A school in China that teaches cooking."

Mashiro picked up a piece of pork rib and put it in her mouth, chewed it a couple of times, and said, "He runs a restaurant here, but he can't make any money, so I hired him here at a high salary."

"Anyway, it tastes better than before." Itachi nodded while eating.

He mumbled incoherently, "The chefs in the past only knew how to make curry and ramen, and they weren't even that good."

Maki picked up a piece of shredded pork with garlic sauce and put it in her mouth.

First comes the mildly spicy flavor, then the sweet and sour flavor, and finally the chewy texture of the shredded meat between your teeth.

Her eyes lit up. "It's really good! We didn't have it the other day. You're so lucky, Zhenyi."

"Is it really that delicious...?"

Zhenyi first pursed her lips, and then she couldn't stop talking once she started.

Mashiro watched the three of them become engrossed in the activity with a smile, feeling quite satisfied.

After eating Japanese food for so long, I can finally enjoy Chinese food comfortably.

Now that other people also like to eat it, she is even happier.

"Then eat more." Mashiro pushed the plate of sweet and sour pork ribs towards Maki. "Let's eat and talk."

Zhenyi picked up another piece of pork rib; she was still quite reserved when eating in front of others.

Unlike that girl next to me named Maki, who doesn't care about her image at all.

Itajō had finished his portion and stood up to walk to the window, asking Maki if she wanted more rice.

Maki nodded; this bowl of rice wasn't even enough to fill the gaps in the teeth of a body-refining cultivator like her.

When Zhenyi had eaten almost half a plate of shredded pork with garlic sauce and nearly finished gnawing on the ribs, Zhenbai put down her chopsticks.

She picked up the Coke next to her, took a sip, and put the cup back on the table.

Mashiro gently tapped the table to draw attention.

Then she spoke softly, "The news of Zenji Naoki's death has spread throughout the world of sorcery."

Zhenyi paused for a moment, and a drop of chili oil dripped from the shredded meat she was holding onto her chopsticks onto her rice.

“The position of head of the family is vacant, and now your cousins, uncles and elders are all eyeing this position.”

Mashiro's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of the two "young ladies" from the Zen family across the street.

Mayu put down her chopsticks, her lips pressed into a thin line, but Maki didn't seem to care and continued eating her meal.

“The Zen family is now in a state of turmoil, and it wouldn’t be surprising if they did something.”

After finishing the last sip of her cola, Mashiro lightly licked her red lips with her small tongue: "You two are both direct descendants, your situation will be very dangerous."

"That's why I called you over to work with a few other people on the mission. It'll be good for you sisters to look after each other."

Mashiro paused for a moment, glanced at them, and said, "Besides, Itadori, Fushiguro Megumi, and Panda won't be able to defeat the people who come to capture you. Even if they can't, they can protect you and help you escape."

"They'll have to ask me first if they want to touch anyone I'm protecting."

A murderous glint flashed in Mashiro's eyes. If it weren't for the Shibuya Incident followed immediately by the massacre of the Shibuya family, she would have wanted to wipe out the Zenin family, who were the most vocal in their accusations, first.