I am a female swordsman.

“Third-class Yomi, may I see your weapon?” Yomi’s premonition proved to be correct. Akira Mado’s eyes lit up when she saw Yomi’s actions, just as her father had seen a ghoul.

Chapter 114 The Old Woman

The sword that [Sword Demon] carries almost at all times has always been a topic of conversation among others.

Is it really Kunk? How sharp is it? Is there a direct connection between Yomi's swordsmanship, which allows her to kill ghouls, and her sword?

This is also a hot topic of discussion brought about by the celebrity aura.

Inheriting her father's obsession with Quinque weapons, Akira Mado still harbors a deep interest in Yomi's beloved sword. This cold weapon, crafted by the CCG's genius Dr. Jigyō Kazutaka, has long been on Akira's mind—from its design to its materials—she's been eager to see what the "Sword Demon's" beloved sword looks like. Perhaps it could inspire her own Quinque creation; Akira doesn't want to miss such a good opportunity.

What do you want to do?

The moment Huang Quan sat down, alarm bells went off in his head!

She is slowly developing into a qualified swordsman, and naturally cherishes her sword immensely. No matter how busy or tired she is every day, she will take the time to wipe and maintain the blade, and even polish the scabbard until it is shiny and smooth, not missing a single crevice.

Given how much Huang Quan values ​​his beloved sword, how could he possibly hand it over to someone else so easily?

Let alone Akira Mado, even if it were her teacher, Teruo Mado, asking to borrow her weapon for a look, Yomi would have to think twice.

"Research……"

"Um?!"

The alarm went up another level. Huang Quan knew that her daughter, who seemed to share the same hobby as her mentor, was probably just going to make her beloved sword clang and bang on it, ostensibly to test its performance. When she got it back in her hands, she would feel heartbroken seeing the marks on it.

"I'm sorry, but I don't have the habit of casually handing over weapons that I entrust my life to others for inspection and handling. Second Class Mado, if you have any needs, you can apply to Dr. Chiyuki at headquarters."

Huang Quan subconsciously distanced himself from Mado Akira.

Even if it were the teacher's daughter making such an unreasonable request, Huang Quan would never agree. If it were any other swordsman who considered their sword a companion, even more important than their own life, they might very well experience firsthand the sharpness of the weapon they were asking for the next second!

Moreover, entrusting such a private and precious thing to others for their free use and research is also a test for Huang Quan himself.

"The Yellow Springs are divided into three levels, that's the rule."

Undeterred, Akira Mado sat down close to Yomi. Her narrow eyes, radiating a dangerous aura, held an undeniable air of authority, and Yomi could clearly feel the heat emanating from her.

"CCG has never heard of such a rule since its inception. Where did you get this rule from, Mado Ni-chan?"

"It's for the sake of [the crow]."

Perhaps because they were so close, Akira Mado chuckled and raised her long, slender index finger. It just happened to be between her and Yomi, brushing against Yomi's lips.

"Headquarters has ordered the expansion and reorganization of [Raven] to begin soon, and I will be one of those involved. If I can become more familiar with my future partner's weapons and... her fighting style, then our combined combat effectiveness will be even greater."

Similarly, if the expanded [Raven] fails to demonstrate the combat capabilities expected by the headquarters for some reason, it will be a heavy blow to whether [Raven] can successfully take flight in the future!

Perhaps it was because Akira Mado was standing quite close to him.

Huang Quan reached out and pushed her away slightly. For a fleeting moment, his scarlet, bright red eyes turned as inviolable and fierce as a queen's.

"Please allow me to consider this."

Huang Quan's ambiguous attitude—neither saying yes nor no—left Mado Akira puzzled.

But upon seeing the sharp, almost bleeding eyes of her future partner and comrade, and vaguely sensing a change in Huang Quan's aura, Xiao became wary and distanced herself from him. Whether it was her imagination or not, Huang Quan had just given her the impression that he was about to attack.

The tram roared into the tunnel!

Outside the car window, all was dark. Through the tinted window, Huang Quan saw his own reflection and that of Mado Akira.

The blurry reflection clearly showed the eyes that had turned extremely red, while a red phantom was faintly visible behind her.

………………

Maintaining the [Demon Contract] state for too long almost caused me to lose control of my magical energy.

The demonic energy not only erodes the demon-conqueror's body but also subtly and imperceptibly shapes their mind. It instills bloodlust, belligerence, cruelty, and ruthlessness. This influence on the mind is the most terrifying; if the demon-conqueror's will is not strong enough, they might not even realize it, let alone be aware of it while indulging in the pleasure of bloodshed.

As for resisting the corrupting and demonizing effects of magical energy on the body...

Sorry, there is no precedent for this.

Walking side by side with Yomi, Mado Akira's attention remained fixed on Yomi, secretly observing her future partner. However, [Sword Demon's] perpetually calm and expressionless face revealed nothing.

In this silent silence, Akira Mado and Yomi arrived at their destination.

District 11, temporary residence.

This place is an apartment building specifically designated for investigators from other districts to rest and live in. It's fully equipped, conveniently located, and relatively quiet. Needless to say, security is excellent; unless someone needs to see a psychiatrist at a hospital, no one would dare cause trouble near the residence of a group of ghoul investigators.

The address of Huang Quan is number 301, the first room on the third floor.

Akira Mado is in room 302, which is right next to hers.

Looking at the rooms facing each other, Huang Quan suddenly felt that "facing each other" might be a more apt description.

"I wonder how good the sound insulation is..."

Huang Quan muttered softly as she took out her key. Although her conversations with the demon were mostly telepathic, she sometimes found herself speaking unconsciously when alone. She didn't want others to notice her odd behavior and cause any misunderstandings or trouble.

"This type of apartment is from a CCG contracted project. The quality is average, and the soundproofing material is only so-so." Mado Akira, the top student who had also taken out her keys, immediately used her extensive knowledge to answer Huang Quan's questions after hearing her muttering.

Pushing open the door, Akira Mado slightly turned her head.

This stern and beautiful woman revealed a perfect profile, her short, beige hair swaying slightly.

“Yomi, Class 3, judging from the layout, your bedroom and mine are connected. I don’t want to hear any unwanted noise from you while I’m getting a good night’s sleep.” After saying that, Akira Mado closed the door, leaving a completely bewildered Yomi with a sigh.

"Old woman, so much trouble..."

Chapter 115 This is a misunderstanding!

Although from the system's property panel.

At only 17 years old, Huang Quan certainly has the right to call 21-year-old Mado Akira an "old woman," but given that Huang Quan's actual age is unknown (17 years and several months), how can she so brazenly address Mado Akira in this way? Should we say that Huang Quan's skin has become incredibly thick, or that her personality is even more despicable?

Huang Quan completely ignored BBA's comments.

Her room, she can do whatever she wants.

Even if she were to perform an aerial split in her room, it wouldn't be anyone else's place to say anything. Of course, this doesn't mean Huang Quan is an unreasonable, domineering, or cruel person; it's just an exaggeration in her own opinion.

The temporary accommodation was very small.

Though small, it was fully equipped with everything: a bedroom, a living room, a toilet, a bathroom, a kitchen, and a balcony. It had utilities, internet, and all the necessary appliances; Huang Quan even found a juicer in the corner of the kitchen. Compared to Huang Quan's own messy doghouse in District 20, this was much neater and cleaner!

Housekeeping...

Huang Quan is not incompetent; in fact, she is quite talented in housework. However, living alone makes her extremely casual and indulgent in many aspects.

As it evolved...

He simply avoided tidying up whenever possible, not caring as long as the dust didn't stain his fair feet. Folding clothes, making blankets, arranging furniture and appliances were secondary considerations. Surprisingly, even with this casual or even decadent lifestyle in private, Huang Quan showed no signs of depravity, and his sword practice and learning showed no signs of slacking off.

Shortly after Huang Quan rushed into the bathroom and turned on the hot water, Tamos's muscular and aesthetically pleasing phantom appeared in the small room.

He looked at the contractor's alluring figure, partially obscured behind the bathroom curtain, and let out a dissatisfied syllable through his nose.

"laugh!"

Disregarding their image!

A coat was carelessly tossed on a chair, and a close-fitting dress was thrown onto the floor. One of her simple underwear was draped over the doorknob, while the other was pitifully stuck in the crack of the toilet door.

Tamos twitched his finger slightly, and dozens of small, sharp red figures emerged from the phantom of his body, hopping and jumping around him.

"Just do it as usual... Do not damage it."

Upon receiving the order, the little red figures skipped around happily several times, their movements incredibly fast and agile as they hooked up Huang Quan's carelessly tossed clothes and carried them to the designated spot to stack them. After finishing their task, without Tamos needing to urge them, the little ones skipped back and disappeared into the shadows.

"Hmm?" Tamos uttered a questioning syllable upon noticing the discrepancy in the number of returning demons.

With a flash, he arrived in front of the contractor's clothes and grabbed them casually.

Among the fallen clothes, Tamos saw the pitiful, weak, and helpless [Kekus], entangled in conservative underwear, it was also desperate! It couldn't damage the clothes, and it wanted to break free by its own strength, especially when it was overwhelmed by a pile of fragile fabric. Who could withstand that?

Fortunately, Tamos came to its rescue!

Exuding gratitude, the [Kokus] shook its brutal and sharp body and swiftly merged into the phantom.

Just as Tamos breathed a sigh of relief, the bathroom door was suddenly pushed open with a bang.

"By the way, Tamos, can you help me find that... find it..." Clutching her chest, which was enough to make one dizzy, with water droplets still dripping from her fair and delicate skin, Huang Quan poked half of her body out of the bathroom.

She still had a slightly embarrassed smile on her face.

The smile gradually faded.

Seeing Tamos clutching his underwear, Huang Quan's crimson eyes instantly flashed with terrifying killing intent. His smile gradually crumbled, and Huang Quan stared at Tamos, speaking each word clearly.

"What are you doing!"

From calm to a crescendo, and then to a piercing roar. Even Akira Mado across the hall heard Yomi's shrill, almost distorted roar; the entire apartment seemed shrouded in an extremely terrifying killing intent. No one knew what had gotten into the [Sword Demon] that night, but at a visible speed, lights were rapidly going out, plunging the building into darkness.

After a long while, several furious roars came from 301, and the murderous intent that had been so intense gradually dissipated.

Temporary residence

"Explain things earlier next time something like this happens. I'm not an unreasonable woman. Even if I'm angry, I won't whip you. Since you've accepted me, you have to give me enough trust, you hear me, Tamos!... I know, I know. I'll dress properly and tidy myself up from now on... If you keep nagging, I'll get angry! Anyway, it's not my fault, it's all your fault for doing such strange things!"

She sat casually on the floor, her long, beautiful legs stretched out comfortably on the chair. Huang Quan kept fiddling with her wet hair, spouting words of persecution against demons.

Huang Quan, who had almost lost his mind, nearly rushed out and beat Tamos up.

Fortunately, it was just a misunderstanding and was cleared up in time.

“Contractor, your emotional outburst just now alerted a demon who wishes to see you.” Tamos didn’t want to dwell on what had just happened and quickly changed the subject.

A purplish-red spherical object materialized, swaying as if it were drunk, falling to the ground, bouncing into the air, falling again, and bouncing again, just like a balloon.

"You're saying this thing is a demon?"

Huang Quan reached out and grabbed the purple thing. It was soft and fluffy, and felt quite nice, like a bouncy cushion. It was about the size of a small suitcase. It was completely different from the fierce demon Huang Quan remembered; instead, it had a silly and cute feel to it.

Holding the purple sphere, Huang Quan made a gesture that left Tamos speechless.

She suddenly threw the purple ball hard against the wall!

"Pfft!!"

The highly elastic purple sphere bounced back into Huang Quan's hand with a snap. The symbol that originally represented an eye in the purple sphere had been transformed into a large X after being so thoroughly destroyed by Huang Quan.