Super God: If I punch you, you will die

“Maria knows, it’s Beaterich.”

"Beatrice?"

"Beatrice, she's a witch. Haven't you heard them mention her before?"

"A witch? Wait, the witch of this island?"

Lin Yan's gaze never left the woman in the portrait. Rokkenjima is actually not very large, because most of the area is undeveloped, which is why it appears somewhat desolate and open.

It is impossible to encounter any strangers here. If you get lost in the forest, you will not receive any rescue except from the Ushiromiya family. Moreover, apart from the light from the houses, the rest of the area is pitch black.

"I see. But I had long forgotten that the witch in the witch legend actually had such a fashionable name as Beatrice. Is it because none of us grandchildren believed it that Grandpa specially commissioned this painting?"

"It's a witch that Grandpa imagined. By the time this painting was hung up, he had already started to lose sight of reality and fantasy. To us, she's just an imagined witch, but to Grandpa, she really 'stays' on this island, she's really 'present'. I heard that Grandpa specially commissioned someone to paint her portrait so that we would understand this. Ugh, just thinking about it makes me feel so uncomfortable."

“Miss Zhu Zhixiang, the master values ​​this portrait very much, so please do not say such things in front of him.”

"I know, even if you ask me to talk about it, I don't want to."

Zhu Zhixiang said nonchalantly but somewhat indignantly that he would never mention anything that would upset his grumpy grandfather, because that would make everyone miserable.

"Let's go, everyone's waiting for us at the restaurant."

"hungry."

If only a portion of the island is under the control of the Ushiromiya family, then wouldn't the other undeveloped, dark areas fall under the rule of the witch Beaterich? Lin Yan, of course, knew that the witch was real, not a figment of that old man Ushiromiya Kinzo's imagination.

At least on Rokkenjima, she truly exists.

This is the island of witches.

"Lin Yan. So slow."

When Lin Yan came to his senses, everyone had already walked forward for quite a distance, so he quickly followed.

The restaurant had an open entrance, and Genji, maintaining the demeanor of a butler, knocked rhythmically on the door.

"Gentlemen and ladies, please excuse our rudeness."

The restaurant was luxuriously decorated, exuding an air of wealth, and featured extra-long tables typical of the rich. If someone at one end of the table spoke, someone at the other end probably couldn't hear them, no matter how good their hearing was. Of course, seating arrangements had to be made according to traditional etiquette!

"You kids are too slow, sit down now."

The extra-long dining table had only a few empty seats left, and the person sitting in the most honored position was naturally the birthday celebrant, namely Ushiromiya Kinzo.

Of course, Ushiromiya Kinzo, who is the birthday celebrant, has not yet appeared. Those who are close to him have the highest status, while those who are far away from him have the lowest status in the family.

The second seat naturally went to the eldest son among the second generation of children, namely Ushiromiya Kōsū.

His seat was empty at the time.

012 Ushiromiya Kinzo - The Witch

"Around one hundred and eighty."

"You've really grown up." Xia Fei acted like a loving elder, showing concern for the younger generation in her family. A kind smile graced her face, but Lin Yan completely misunderstood this affectation. She was the wife of Ushiromiya Kurausu, and the mother of Zhu Zhixiang.

"Grandpa is so slow. In my memory, he was very strict about keeping to time."

"That might have been the case six years ago. But not recently. To be honest, he's completely absorbed in his own world and won't even show up for a dinner party. I thought he would at least cooperate on days like today—but it's alright, I think he's more comfortable and enjoys the meal without me."

"Zhu Zhixiang".

Xia Fei stopped her daughter's playful behavior in time, while Zhu Zhixiang just stuck out his tongue. He was obviously a little dissatisfied with Ushiromiya Kinzo's patriarchal manner or the manner of a patriarch plus a big man. After all, it was lunchtime and everyone was starving because they were waiting for him.

The clock showed that it was already 12:20.

In Ushiromiya Kinzo's study, he remained seated steadily in his chair, wearing his reading glasses, and was reading a book with great contentment.

Those are all ancient books, very rare and even very precious.

Ushiromiya Kinzo was not enjoying reading; on the contrary, he seemed somewhat anxious, reading the words on the book as fast as he could.

"dad."

An untimely knock sounded at the door.

"It's so noisy. You idiot, stop it! Who told you that knocking will open the door? I would have nailed that guy to the cross long ago. Do you want to be like him?"

"Dad, today is the annual family meeting. Everyone is already waiting downstairs. Please make an appearance, Dad."

Ushiromiya Kōsū did not enter the study, nor did he leave. Instead, he wanted to persuade Ushiromiya Kinzō to come out of the study and attend this family gathering.

"Never mind me. Who are you talking about? Are you referring to those guys who want to drag me out of here? If so, kill them. Chop them into pieces and throw them into the witch's furnace as firewood. Then, set up a pot on the furnace and boil wormwood. If anyone still tries to take me out of here after that, force them to drink the bitter water of this apocalypse. Use the rest to make wine. Ah, where is Genji? Call Genji. Tell him to prepare the wormwood wine. I can't hear the green goblin's whispers. Ah, where is Genji? Call Genji right now!"

Standing at the entrance were not only Ushiromiya Kōju, but also Nanjō and Genji.

"It seems I've angered Dad. There's no point in me yelling anymore."

“Mr. Jinzang, your sons, daughters, and grandchildren have all come to see you. Why don’t you go out and show your face?”

"Stop your nonsense and shut up. Nanjo, are you ordering me around? I called Genji, not you. Hurry up and call him here right now. Time is always limited. The angels have already raised their trumpets. Why can't you stupid lambs understand?"

Ushiromiya Kinzo was furious.

The sound of things being smashed came from the study, and his voice grew increasingly angry.

"Why? Why is it always someone who gets in my way? I'm willing to give up everything, to offer everything, just for one thing in return. Beatrice, if I could just see your smile one more time, I would take all the smiles in the world and give them to you. Leader of the Locust Army, go ahead and harvest all the smiles in the world..."

"Cough cough cough..."

Amidst violent coughing, Ushiromiya Kinzo continued chanting.

"This is all so filthy and annoying. Why should my precious day be disturbed?"

Another coughing fit followed, then Ushiromiya Kinzo shouted, "Call Genji here!"

"I couldn't understand a word he was yelling. I think he's probably gone crazy."

“Mr. Zangjiu, isn’t it a bit too much to talk about your father like that?”

“My father died a long time ago. What’s in here now is just an illusion left behind by something that used to be my father’s. In any case, since he himself has no intention of coming out, there’s nothing we can do.”

"Mr. Kinzo".

“I went back downstairs. I had no reason to let Xiang Tian’s proud lunch get cold. After all, for our relatives, this was one of the few things in the family that still had some fun.”

Ushiromiya Zangusu was also furious. His father's attitude was always terrible, and now he had reached a state of madness.

"Uncle Yuanci, your father is looking for you. I'll have to trouble you to deal with him."

"As ordered."

“Dr. Nanjo, let’s go eat. If we stay here any longer, even our sense of taste will be confused by this sweet aroma.”

After finishing his speech, Ushiromiya Zangu went downstairs.

"I'm sorry, Genji-nii, I'm leaving it to you." Nanjo glanced at Ushiromiya Kurausu, who was coming downstairs, and shook his head helplessly as he spoke to Genji.

"Okay, leave it to me."

"Try not to let him drink alcohol; he's too easily addicted."

"Has Genji not arrived yet? Is someone stopping Genji? Ah, where is Genji? Call Genji here."

"Alright, leave this to me."

"I'm sorry." Nanjo bowed and then went downstairs. Ushiromiya Kinzo trusted no one, not even his blood relatives; the only person he trusted was Genji. This butler, who had been with him for most of his life, could only be entrusted to him.

"Master, Genji is here."

"Is that Genji? Why have you made me wait so long? There's no one else outside, is there?"

Yes, it's just me.

Ushiromiya Kinzo pressed an old-fashioned switch, and then heard a sound of gears or a switch engaging, followed by the heavy sound of a lock being opened.

His room was off-limits to anyone except with his special permission, such as from Genji. He was always worried that his books and documents would be disturbed or damaged.

However, this did not bother the other members of the Ushiromiya family, who were even less willing to approach this capricious and eccentric old man.

"Yuanci, I'm busy. Make me a drink of my usual stuff."

"Ok."

On a shelf in the corner of the study were bottles and jars with an eerie glow; they were actually all wine. Keeping wine in the study seemed to be a peculiar habit of this strange old man.

"Please have some, sir."

"Excuse me."

Ushiromiya Kinzo took a small sip of the sake Genji handed him, sighed, and calmed down slightly. The current Ushiromiya Kinzo seemed perfectly normal, a far cry from the mad old man who had just been shouting and screaming almost uncontrollably.

Episode 013: The Curse of Beatrice [Please Subscribe]

He held a wine glass in one hand, his gaze fixed on the distant view outside the window.

Gazing at the scenery outside the window, Ushiromiya Kinzo's back view appeared exceptionally majestic.

Genji stood by, waiting to receive the wine glass. But Ushiromiya Kinzo seemed to be in a trance; he simply handed over the glass while his gaze remained fixed on the scenery outside the window.

"Drink up, my friend."

There was still a little bit of wine left inside.

"Don't dare to take it seriously."

"Given our friendship, there's no need for such formalities. Drink up, my friend."

"I humbly accept your offer." Genji respectfully took the wine cup, carefully sipped it as if savoring it. Only then did he pour the remaining wine into his mouth.

"I've been trying to make it the same way as you, but I just can't get it to taste the same. Yours is still the best."

"Thank you for your praise. It's all thanks to your excellent guidance, sir."

"Hmph." It wasn't that Ushiromiya Kinzo was throwing a tantrum, but rather that he really... had a special feeling towards this friend, unlike others.

"We're all getting old; we haven't counted our ages in ages for ages."

"I am able to live to this day entirely thanks to you, Master." Ushiromiya Kinzo told Genji not to be so polite, but Genji still followed the proper conduct of a steward, treating his master with respect and caution.

Ushiromiya Kinzo even smiled.

“To this day, you have remained loyal to me. All my children say I am a strange person, and the servants are afraid of me and have all resigned. Only you are still serving me.”

"Don't dare to take it seriously."

“I don’t have much time left. My children are all vultures just waiting for my inheritance to fall into their hands.”

"..."

“That idiot Zangjiu spends money like water, throwing away two gold coins to earn one, and he still dares to boast that he made money. Huiyu is obsessed with money, she only sees me as a chicken or a duck.”

"When I die, she even plans to boil my bones into broth. That idiot Leuford only knows how to play around with women. Louza even had a child with some bastard from who-knows-where. Zhu Zhixiang is incompetent and ignorant."

"Rang Zhi lacks the vision a man should have. Lin Yan is a fool who abandoned the honor of the Right Daigong family."

"I feel disgusted just looking at Maria."

"Why! Why are all those with Ushiromiya blood so incompetent? Isn't there a single one of them qualified to inherit the glory I created?"

"Of course I know, of course I know it's Beatetrich's curse. Damn Golden Witch, you think this is revenge? Hate me all you want. Run away all you want."

“I will not let you go, never. You are mine. You will stay in my arms forever. You are everything to me. You will stay in my birdcage, always singing to me, always only to me. Beatrice, why, why won’t you smile at me?”

Ushiromiya Kinzo belittled his own children and grandchildren, and after his anger subsided, he burst into sobs.

Genji gently patted his master's back.

However, this scene of anger and tears didn't change Genji's expression at all; it was all too common. He was used to it and showed no surprise whatsoever.

"Sorry, friend."

"..."

After a bout of nervous tantrums, Ushiromiya Kinzo returned to his calm state. Such unpredictable and erratic behavior explained why all his relatives avoided him. This erratic behavior, resembling schizophrenia, certainly seemed rather abnormal.

014 Madness [Please Subscribe]

"Therefore, I made up my mind that I could no longer stand being lazy and waiting to die. As long as I have one last coin left to gamble, I will bet it on these devil's roulette wheel. The power of magic always depends on how much risk you are willing to take."

"The ancient Japanese ritual of nailing a straw doll to the ground at the hour of the ox (1-3 AM) is similar; it requires the risk of the ritual not being witnessed for seven days to generate its magic. The greater the risk, the stronger the magic. The miracles in mythology are all astonishing crystallizations of magic achieved under astronomical risks and with incredibly low probabilities. Moses parting the Red Sea wasn't a miracle of God, but rather the risk of being driven to the Red Sea by the army that had slaughtered them, creating that kind of magical power. Even if the same thing were repeated on the same scale, the Red Sea would not part again."