In the anime, Ai Li's father really doesn't want to be a yellow-haired man

The era of peace is a world that is friendly to women.

Miss Denji's locker was overflowing with gifts again... from expensive perfumes to handmade chocolates. She casually opened a box of macarons, the pink desserts reminding her of Takashi San's smile.

"Denci-chan!" Sato from the Investigation Division blushed and handed her a rose. "Are you free tonight?"

Denci politely declined, but her eyes drifted unconsciously to the training ground. Kouzo was instructing the newcomers, his profile in the sunlight making her heart beat faster.

During lunch break, Denci sat on the rooftop with his female colleagues, sharing desserts sent by their suitors and discussing their respective standards.

"Yamamoto-kun is too short."

"Tanaka-kun always tells boring jokes, but he's very generous."

"Sato-kun... you're so clingy."

Denci listened silently, and suddenly realized that she had become picky too. The shortcomings of those suitors were infinitely magnified in her eyes, just like how others had viewed Denci in the past.

"Where's Denci-chan?" someone asked, "Do you have someone you like?"

Denci shook her head, her long hair fluttering in the wind. But her gaze... once again unconsciously drifted towards Kouzo.

That afternoon, Denci ran into Takashi in the library. He was sorting through documents, and her eyes couldn't move away from his focused profile.

"Do you need help?" Denci blurted out.

Kouzo raised his head and smiled warmly, "Thank you, Miss Denji."

At that moment, Denci felt his heart skip a beat. Takashi had none of the impatience or forced ingratiation that other men had. He simply...treated her naturally, just as he would anyone else.

Denji stood in front of the bathroom mirror, gently stroking his face. "Will he... not change his attitude because of my appearance?"

She recalled the lust in the eyes of her suitors, their deliberate attempts to please. Only Takashi San would look at everyone with the same gentle gaze. It seemed only by becoming a woman could one truly appreciate the allure of this young man. (Heavenly Way Souji's style.jpg)

"But..." Denci lowered his head, "Am I worthy of him now?"

Another fierce battle with the devil...

Denci stood in the ruins as the roar of the chainsaws gradually died down. She looked at the demon's corpse on the ground and thought of the colleague who had just wet his pants in fear. She was no longer surprised by the ugliness of human beings.

"Are you okay?" a familiar voice came from behind.

Denci turned and saw Takashi San helping a wounded civilian. His suit was still perfectly straight, not even his tie was askew. Amidst the chaos, he looked like a picture perfect.

She looked at her usually arrogant colleagues... now they were slumped on the ground, trembling. Some were cursing loudly, while others were sobbing quietly.

But Xiao San was different. Even with blood on his face, he still maintained his elegance.

Late at night, Denci stood on the rooftop. The neon lights of the city flickered beneath her feet, but they could not dispel the gloom in her heart.

She recalled how during today's mission, Xiao San had stood in front of a child without hesitation. The devil's claws had brushed his cheek, but he hadn't even frowned.

The next day, Denji ran into Kozo in the corridor. He had a band-aid on his face, but he still gave her a warm smile.

"Good morning, Miss Denji."

Denci felt her heartbeat quicken. She suddenly realized that what she longed for wasn't Takashi's appearance, but the light that shone even in the darkness.

The next day, Denci stood at the door to the library and took a deep breath. She had deliberately worn her new dress, which hit mid-thigh. Her perfume was the citrus-scented scent of Makima, a favorite of hers... She had also spent the morning practicing her facial expressions.

"Takashi-kun..." She pretended to be flustered. "Can you help me? I don't understand this document."

Xiao San raised his head, his eyes so clear that she felt guilty: "Of course."

Denci led Kozo to an empty office. Her heart was beating so fast it felt like it was about to burst, and her palms were sweaty. The moment she locked the door, she felt her hands trembling.

"Ms. Denji?" Takashi looked at her suspiciously. "Where are the documents?"

Denci turned around and leaned against the door. Following the instructions in the magazine, she tilted her head slightly, letting her long hair fall. "Takashi San-kun... do you think I look good today?"

Kozo was stunned for a moment, then smiled gently: "Ms. Denji has always been beautiful."

His eyes were still clear, without a trace of desire. Denci felt that his acting skills were exposed in such pure eyes.

In the end, the "Big Electric Teacher" who never follows the rules actually backed down.

At night, moonlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains, and Dianci tossed and turned in bed, feeling hot all over, as if something was coursing through her veins.

Denji buried her face in the pillow. Takashi's smile lingered in her mind, and the warm feeling made her heart beat faster.

She lifted the quilt and felt that her pajamas had been soaked by water for unknown reasons. Her slender fingers unconsciously touched her skin, bringing a shudder.

"Is this...what it feels like to be a woman?" Denci whispered to himself.

Denci walked to the window and looked at the flashing neon lights in the distance. She thought back to when he was still a man... Back then, he could only vent his desires in the most vulgar ways.

But now...

"what's wrong with me?"

In the moonlight, her shadow seemed particularly lonely. Denci suddenly realized that this restlessness was not just from the body, but from the inner desire for warmth.

Denji's Diary

Insomnia duration: 6 hours

Number of times I think of Xiao San: Countless times

Body agitation level: ?????

The sun was blinding. After another battle to annihilate demons, Denji stood on the ruins, looking at Himeno not far away. The woman had "accidentally" fallen into Takashi's arms, whispering, "I'm so scared."

She strode over and squeezed in between the two of them: "What should we do with this demon?" Her voice trembled a little and her movements were as stiff as a robot.

Kou San looked at her in confusion: "Ms. Denji? Your face is so red..."

"I'm fine!" Denji said loudly, but choked because he said it too hard.

During lunch break, Denji watched Himeno feed Kozo a bento. She gritted her teeth and pulled out the rice balls she had prepared. Even for Denji, who hadn't had much good food since childhood, this kind of food was a delicacy.

"Xiao Sanjun!" She forced an exaggerated smile, "You want to taste my..."

The rice ball suddenly fell to the ground and rolled a few times.

Denci bent down to pick it up, but bumped into the table. Her cheeks were burning, and she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"Ms. Denji..." Kouzo smiled helplessly, "There's no need for this."

Hayakawa Aki stood in the corner, his fists clenched and rattling. He watched Denci clumsily trying to please Kozo... and thought of Makima alone in the office.

The enraged Hayakawa Aki stopped Kozo as he was about to leave. His eyes were sharp as a knife, and his voice was filled with suppressed anger: "Are you doing this to Miss Makima?"

Xiao San was stunned for a moment, then showed a helpless smile: "Did you misunderstand something..."

"Misunderstanding?" Hayakawa Aki grabbed Kozo's collar, "You bastard."

At this moment, a dark shadow flashed by. Hayakawa Aki felt a sharp pain in his lower body and fell to the ground, curled up.

"Ah!" He covered his crotch and broke out in a cold sweat.

Ji Ye retracted her long legs and adjusted her clothes elegantly: "Qiu, you will suffer retribution for meddling in other people's business~" Then, she took Xiao San's arm and smiled with a dazzling sweetness: "Xiao San, let's go. I know a good restaurant."

Hayakawa Aki lay on the ground, watching the two men's backs as they walked away. The sunlight stretched their shadows very long, like some kind of silent mockery.

"Damn it..." Hayakawa Aki gritted his teeth, but couldn't utter a complete sentence because of the pain.

As night fell, Hayakawa Aki limped towards the izakaya. His back was long under the streetlight, and he looked particularly lonely.

"Boss..." He slumped down at the bar, "Give me a bottle of the strongest liquor."

The sound of the wine bottle hitting the table was drowned out by the clamor. Hayakawa Aki tilted his head back and took a large gulp, but it tasted even more bitter.

Moonlight streamed through Makima's silver hair, and her fingertips gently traced the outline of the boy's brow. Xiaosan's eyelashes cast tiny shadows under his eyes, and beads of sweat on his forehead reflected the light.

"Your heartbeat is getting faster." Makima's voice was filled with a rare breath, and her fingertips touched the area where Xiaosan's carotid artery was. The boy avoided her gaze, and his Adam's apple moved up and down as he swallowed.

The clock on the bedside table ticked regularly, forming a subtle resonance with the intertwined breathing of the two. Makima suddenly grabbed Xiaosan's wrist, leaving marks on his pale skin with her nails.

"Look at me." Makima's command was wrapped in honey-like tenderness.

Moonlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains, and Makima's red hair shimmered in the darkness. She gently bit Takashi's earlobe, her breath caressing his earlobe. "The mission to defeat the Gun Demon... is now up to you."

Takashi felt a shiver run up his spine.

Makima continued, "It is up to you to command the Queen of the Shadow Kingdom."

Makima's fingers gently stroked Kouzo's carotid artery, "That Miss Scathach...will she listen to you?"

"I will complete the task." said Xiao San.

Makima smiled with satisfaction. Her fingers tangled in Takashi's hair, pulling him closer. Their shadows overlapped in the moonlight. As her lips pressed against his, Makima's scent filled Takashi's nostrils.

As time went by, Denji was about to give up pursuing Takashi San.

That day, Denci was packing her equipment when Kozo suddenly appeared behind her, his voice so gentle that her heart skipped a beat.

"Ms. Denji..." Takashi said softly, "Would you like to date me?"

Denji nearly dropped what she was holding. She turned around and saw Kozo... and at that moment, she felt like the whole world was spinning.

Their relationship progressed unexpectedly quickly. The first time they held hands was at dusk after the mission, the first time they kissed was on the rooftop under the starry sky, and the first time they made love... was in the apartment.

Moonlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains. Denci lay in Xiaosan's arms, feeling light and airy. She recalled how she had never imagined a day like this would come. 'Sure enough, being a woman is wonderful.'

In the early morning, the sun shines through the curtains, and Denci wakes up in Kozo's arms... Her arms are around his waist, her cheek is against his chest, and she can hear his steady heartbeat.

"Hmm..." Denci rubbed his lips in a daze, saliva still hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Takashi San gently stroked her hair, a smile in his voice: "Good morning, Denji."

Denji looked up and saw Takashi's gentle gaze. Suddenly, her eyes felt warm and she buried her face in his chest. "Good morning... Takashi-kun."

Also, Denci's desire is very strong, all the time, no matter where...

That morning, while Takashi San was working, Denci stood in the corner of the data room, her eyes fixed on Takashi San as he sorted through the documents. She felt a burning sensation all over her body, and the chainsaw began to roar unconsciously.

"Takashi..." Denji called softly, his voice filled with an unconcealable desire.

Xiao San raised his head, but before he could react, he was dragged into the adjacent storage room by Denci. The moment the door closed, her lips were already on his.

"Wait, wait a minute..." Xiao San was pressed against the shelf, his voice filled with helplessness, "Where is this..."

Denci turned a deaf ear to him, greedily taking in his breath. The documents on the shelf clattered to the floor, but no one paid any attention.

Xiao San finally found a chance to breathe, "We are still working..."

"I don't care." Denci buried his face in the crook of his neck, "I just want it."

During lunch break, Denci pulled Kozo into the fire escape. Her kiss was eager, as if she wanted to swallow him whole.

"Denci..." Kouzo tried to push her away, "If we keep going like this, someone will find out..."

"So what?" Denji turned a deaf ear. Her fingers had already slipped into Takashi's shirt, feeling his accelerating heartbeat.

At this moment, the fire door was suddenly pushed open.

"What are you doing?!" Hayakawa Aki's voice was filled with suppressed anger.

"This is a workplace!" Hayakawa Aki gritted his teeth. "If you want to do something like this, go home!"

In the fire escape, Denci hugged Kozo's waist tightly and looked at Hayakawa Aki provocatively: "Little virgin, are you jealous?"

Hayakawa Aki's face instantly turned pale: "What did you say?"

"Because no one likes you, no one wants to be with you..." Denci deliberately dragged out his tone, "So you can't bear to see others happy?"

Because she was a man herself, she knew exactly what kind of words could stimulate a man.

Kou San tried to dissuade him: "Denci..."

Denci kissed Hayakawa Aki right in front of her. This kiss was clearly provocative.

Chapter 107:106 Chainsaw Man Arc Ends: Scathach Kills Makima, Shura Field Explodes

Makima pushed open the door, and the strong smell of blood hit her face. Her high heels made a sticky sound on the dark red floor.

"It's really... lively." Makima's eyes swept over the corpses scattered on the ground. Those were the Wang-chans she had carefully raised, but now they were scattered everywhere like rag dolls.

A flash of cold light flashed in the shadows. Scathach's spear was pressed against Makima's throat, the tip of the spear still dripping with warm blood.

"You have a lot of dogs, huh?" Scathach's voice was full of teasing. "Unfortunately... they are not so noisy anymore, so I took care of them."

Makima looked down at the tip of the spear, a smile curling up at the corner of her mouth: "The Queen of Shadow Country is really petty."

Scathach exerted a little force with her spear, leaving a bloody mark on Makima's fair neck. "You think... that by letting him give me orders, I can control everything?"

Makima's smile remained unchanged: "I just want to see how far you can go for him." Her fingers gently stroked the tip of the gun, and blood flowed down her fingertips.

The tip of the spear gleamed coldly in the moonlight, and Scathach's eyes were as sharp as a knife. However, Makima maintained her elegant smile, as if the deadly weapon at her throat posed no threat at all.