I am the devil, I only know how to trade.

After Inspector Fuwa Yuzuki left, he moved closer to Yukino and said, "You're even more popular than before."

"What is your mindset when you face them?" Yukino asked, looking at Fuwa Yuuki with some curiosity.

She went to work as usual yesterday, just like nothing had happened. She has a really good attitude.

"It's nothing, just colleagues we work with." Fuwa Yuzuki blinked. "What else can we expect from them? Can we demand they be like us? Hmm... we just need to do our own thing, there's no need to force others, right?"

Yukino stated that what Luo Feng excels at most is forcing others...

"But could you tell me about that devil?" Fuwa Yuzuki said. "There's quite a lot I want to know, hmm?"

Yuuki Fuwa scratched her head: "What did I ask you again?"

Looking at her, Yukino couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine.

Memories, have they been altered?

By the way, Luo Feng promised that Grim Reaper that he wouldn't harm his students.

So... how does she see herself?

Seeing how easily Luo Feng could alter memories, Yukino couldn't help but feel a deep sense of powerlessness towards him.

If such a person were to do whatever he wanted, there would probably be no one in this world who could control him.

No, he's already doing whatever he wants.

She felt that she would trade him the code to launch a nuclear missile, even if someone asked her to!

"Ahem... I won't talk about our things anymore, and you shouldn't either." Fuwa Yuzuki whispered, "When there's a chance, I'll introduce you to my... classmate."

In her memory, it was she, Akabane Karma, and Yukino who accomplished this seemingly impossible task.

She remembered everything about how Yukino exposed her and how Akabane Karma refuted Yukino, but she forgot that she had once met Luo Feng.

“Hmm…” Although Yukino found Luo Feng terrifying, she didn’t tell Fuwa Yuuki.

The best ending for Luo Feng might have been if she had never existed.

…………

We can ignore what happens to Yukino for now; we've finally gotten a guest like Luo Feng.

Sawamura Sayuri led Eriri in, and Luo Feng sniffed, looking completely captivated.

This smells like holy water!

What are these two guys up to? Are they trying to sell their bodies to gain my favor?

Wait, holy water...

Do these two guys think they're afraid of this kind of thing?

Even a weaker demon is not something that can be fought against by something that has only been simply blessed. How naive.

To other demons, this smell would at most be annoying and irritating, but to Luo Feng... it was his favorite smell.

Just like strong liquor, not everyone likes to drink it, but those who do like it truly do.

If my interest in Sayuri Sawamura was a 5 before, it's now a 7, which is like the added boost from perfume...

"Oh, you're here." Luo Feng looked at the two of them with a smile.

When Sayuri Sawamura and Eriri stand together, they really look like sisters; there's not much of an age difference between them.

However, Sayuri Sawamura seems to have more elegance and a more beautiful soul, which Eriri can't compare to.

They weren't dressed particularly formally, both in casual wear, which made them look very relaxed, but Luo Feng could tell they were nervous.

“We’re here to make a deal.” Sayuri Sawamura stared at Luo Feng. “What can you trade for lifespan? Tell me.”

Chapter 162 Negotiation

With her own mother by her side, Eriri felt much more confident this time than before.

However, this is only in comparison to the last time.

Aki Tomoya is indeed someone who makes it difficult to feel safe, regardless of how much he has done for Eriri.

Looking at the interesting mother and daughter, Luo Feng slightly opened his squinty eyes: "Guests are welcome, please sit down."

Before Eriri could even move, Sayuri Sawamura pulled her to a random seat, showing great generosity.

Luo Feng came to the two of them, sat down, leaned back in his chair, and said calmly, "If you want to exchange for these thirty-five years of lifespan, the only things you can trade are talent and luck. I don't need your family's money."

If it were Yukinoshita Saori here, he would definitely add the money, because it was something very important to her family, or rather, something very important to her.

What Luo Feng wanted was always something that was important to others.

"Alright, tell me, how long can my year be exchanged for hers?" Sawamura Sayuri calmly asked, "How much luck would it take to exchange for her year?"

Her body and clothes were soaked in holy water, and she now had the illusion that she was conducting business.

She felt that she had some trump cards, which gave her some confidence.

"It's not too much to exchange two years for one year of hers, is it? She has a long road ahead of her, but Madam only has forty years left. Madam has enjoyed everything she should have, but she hasn't enjoyed anything yet." Luo Feng smiled and said, "She'll exchange one-tenth of her painting skills for one year. Let's do it this way. Even if she loses half of her painting skills, she might be able to catch up in five years."

"I can give you a hint: 50% of her drawing skills is equivalent to regressing to the level of a second-year high school student."

"As for luck... a tenth of the lady's luck could be exchanged for a year of her life."

"And what about my luck?" Eriri asked quickly.

"You're just as good as Madam," Luo Feng said casually. "How about it, how do you exchange these thirty-five years?"

"Mom, don't trade your lifespan for mine," Eriri quickly said to Sayuri Sawamura.

Sayuri Sawamura closed her eyes and fell into deep thought.

The conditions Luo Feng offered didn't seem too unreasonable.

Eriri puts in half the effort in drawing, and she can catch up sooner or later, but it will take time. The project she is currently working on is very important to her, even to the point of obsession, and it has nothing to do with money.

If Eriri can't do it, her life is practically ruined.

For Eriri, she has been drawing since elementary school and has been passionate about the otaku community since childhood. Now, her job is her motivation and her only asset.

Without these, she would be no different from being dead.

Sawamura Sayuri knew this too. She didn't expect her daughter to have great abilities, she only wanted her daughter to be happy, so naturally she couldn't let her pay too high a price.

If she were to lose 50% of her current abilities, it would be equivalent to returning to her high school level.

So, we need to start with luck.

But if it's about luck, she always feels like she's been tricked. She doesn't know how important luck really is.

"As for your drawing skills, even if I take them all away, you can still practice," Luo Feng said with a smile.

“No way!” Sayuri Sawamura resolutely refused.

If Eriri could endure the days without drawing skills, she wouldn't need the angel's help, and none of this would have happened.

Eriri was about to speak when Sayuri Sawamura interrupted her. She remembered what her mother had said, that she should be the one to talk, so she remained silent.

"How about we shorten our lifespan by thirty-five years?" Luo Feng said softly. "Your mother will just call you 'sister'?"

"Tell me first, what will happen if I reduce my luck by 70%?" Sawamura Sayuri said calmly.

During negotiations, never panic or fall into your opponent's trap. Even against a much stronger opponent, you must ensure that you don't pay a higher price.

"I never win the lottery, and I'm always getting minor illnesses," Luo Feng said. "Don't even think about making money in business, and when you play games, you'll always get nothing except the guaranteed minimum."

“Disabling, death, what about that?” Sawamura Sayuri asked.

"No, you're an exceptionally lucky person. Even if you cut off 70% of your luck, you'd still be an African (unlucky) person, not an unlucky one," Luo Feng said. "I don't know if you understand this explanation?"

Sayuri Sawamura and Eriri said they could understand it very well.

"And what about me?" Eriri asked.

“Just like her, and she’s prone to messing things up at crucial moments.” Luo Feng said, “But her luck isn’t so bad that she won’t get hit by a car when she goes out, and her identity as a doujinshi artist won’t even be exposed.”

"Moreover, luck can be restored." Luo Feng tapped the table: "Even if all your luck is taken away, as long as you survive a few days of Death Comes, you can recover to 30% of your normal luck."

Sawamura Sayuri quickly did some mental calculations and continued, "What about my talents?"

"Your talent?" Luo Feng found it somewhat amusing: "You're not in your prime right now. Your talent has already shone brightly, and I don't need it anymore."

“We’ll each have 70% luck, for 14 years,” Sawamura Sayuri said. “Can we postpone paying for Eriri’s 50% drawing skill for another two years?”

“I know your current project will be finished in two years.” Sayuri Sawamura looked at Eriri: “Just consider it a lesson. You can learn from what you’ve lost.”

"Hmm..." Eriri was now at a loss and listened to her mother completely.

“Sure, but with interest, I’ll take 60% of the painting credits,” Luo Feng said.

“Okay.” Sayuri Sawamura was not surprised at all by Luo Feng’s request.

The problem now is that even if we take all of that into account, there is still a sixteen-year gap.

If Eriri were to lose ten years of her lifespan, she could still accept it. Although she wished her daughter could live as long as she could, there was nothing she could do about it.

“Actually, there is another way.” Luo Feng revealed a smile: “If Madam is willing to give up her soul, I will not take away a year of her lifespan, and will even give Madam eternal youth and give each of you an extra ten years of lifespan.”

"A soul?" Sayuri Sawamura immediately became alert.

"That's right, the soul."

A soul contract floated in front of Sawamura Sayuri.

Eriri and Sayuri Sawamura, looking at that hellish scene, even Sayuri Sawamura, who had exceptional composure, was somewhat frightened.

This is different from the previous ones, which were either about dying or about doing something that required sacrificing one's soul.

But for the two of them, it was Eriri who was completely courting disaster, and the debt Eriri incurred was of a completely different scale.

"no!"

Before Sawamura Sayuri could speak, Eriri refused for her: "Absolutely not!"

"Tsk..." Luo Feng withdrew the soul contract: "Then I'll just deduct the remaining sixteen years from your lives?"

"Mom, I... I'll call Kato again and ask." Eriri grabbed Sawamura Sayuri's hand: "I'll make sure she forgives me this time."