Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

"So what are your thoughts?"

Kuonji Yuju glanced thoughtfully at the pair of blinking, snake-like vertical pupils.

"This time, is he more convincing than the Mad Hatter?"

"..."

Samael's smile froze instantly, his cheeks twitched numbly, and he took several deep breaths before managing to squeeze out a strained smile from his stiff muscles.

"Let me politely introduce myself, my name is Samael..."

Black hair...black eyes...snake-like pupils...very beautiful...

Appeared in Misaki City... and his name is... Samael?

Finally, the slow-witted Kuonji Yuzu seemed to realize something, summoning the rune given to her by the forbidden witch Lavinia. She looked down at the humanoid image that appeared in front of her, her gaze shifting back and forth between the image and Samael. The witch's expression grew increasingly stiff.

"If I'm not mistaken, I seem to be the 'incompetent' intelligence officer you mentioned..."

The dark figure approached stealthily, whispering in the witch's ear. The voice, squeezed out between clenched teeth, carried an indescribable mix of "nuclear goodness" and "uranium goodness."

"I'm so sorry that you went to all this trouble to find me because of my negligence at work..."

"..."

Kuonji Yuju stiffly raised her head, staring at the face in front of her that was as black as the bottom of a pot, speechless and blank.

Before we even made contact, I almost buried my boss alive.

Moreover, twice in a row!

This was a nightmare for Kuonji Yuzu, who was not good at communicating and had a lot of trouble dealing with interpersonal relationships.

Moreover, Lavinia seemed to have said that she had to obey whatever that person asked her to do.

Doesn't that mean...

Now it's Kuonji Aryujinma's turn.

Half an hour later, in the living room of the Kuonji residence.

The fire in the stove glowed a dark red, and steam rose and filled the air.

Kuonji Yuju knelt before the mat, her head bowed, her slender shoulders trembling slightly. Her fists, hidden in her sleeves, were clenched tightly, her teeth grinding together. Her dark eyes glared angrily, almost spitting fire, and her pretty face, flushed red from the blood, was filled with grief, indignation, and humiliation.

Damn it! Bastard! Scumbag!

Blasphemy! How dare you blaspheme me like this! Unforgivable!

Just as the witch was lost in grief and hatred, an extremely languid voice came from the other side, and the mocking gaze that looked her up and down was full of malice.

"Tsk, what are you spacing out for? Get your eyes open!"

"..."

"Hurry up! Do you expect me to do this myself?"

Kuonji Yuzu pursed her cherry lips tightly, raising her hand several times and then lowering it again, her pretty face full of painful struggle. Finally, with another impatient urging, she closed her eyes and resignedly raised her hand to submit.

"Suck it..."

Immediately, a jarring slurp echoed clearly in the room. Samael raised the exquisite cup and teapot in his hand and winked with a smile.

"The coffee is good, would you like a cup?"

Shameless!

In an instant, the girl's blood boiled, and her grief-stricken gaze glared fiercely at the scumbag, like two sharp knives that wanted to pierce seventeen or eighteen transparent holes in him.

You're drinking coffee from my favorite black tea set, and I have to pour you water and grind the coffee beans for you!

This is blatantly indulging in that sacred belief! This is intolerable!

Finally, he even asked me if I wanted to have a drink?

To kill someone is to destroy their spirit! How utterly despicable!

"Hey, it's just a coffee invitation. If you don't want it, fine. I've already let bygones be bygones. But you're holding a grudge and looking at me like I'm your mortal enemy. Is it really that serious?"

The ancient snake appeared sullen and deeply hurt.

Kuonji Yuju was not good at reasoning and felt that he was in the wrong, but he had no way to express his suffering.

Samael poured himself another cup of coffee, took a delicious sip, and then glanced at the expression on the face of a certain emotionless witch who was about to cry after her defenses crumbled. He was overjoyed and filled with the pleasure of revenge.

An ideal life is for a young girl who drinks tea seven times a day and is passionate about collecting tea sets.

A passionate black tea enthusiast who is extremely strict about tea, forbids friends from drinking Japanese tea in black tea cups, and forbids the presence of pufferfish or coarse tea in his home.

A shut-in who can argue for a long time with his roommate and best friend Aoko over tea, and finally gets so exhausted that he orders takeout for dinner.

Now, she can see with her own eyes her beloved tea set being used to make coffee, and she even pours the boiling water herself.

How cruel, how tragic.

This is tantamount to one's pure faith being NTR'd to one's face.

The culprit at the scene said...it felt great!

Chapter 88 A Cigarette Afterwards (4.3k)

Finally, the pot of coffee was finished, and the vulgar, overpowering aroma gradually dissipated from the air.

"You even have bottled Coke here! And it's ice-cold! I have to have one!"

However, before Kuonji Yuju could even relax a little, her unscrupulous boss, who had been rummaging through the refrigerator, gleefully pulled out a half-full bottle of black liquid from behind the cabinet door, skillfully unscrewed the cap, glanced down at the coffee cups and pots on the table, hesitated for a moment, and then decided not to continue ruining that exquisite set of porcelain.

Because he chose to pick out a clean new tea set from the cabinet next to it...

Stop it! You bastard!

Kuonji Yuju was heartbroken and devastated by this spiritual defilement.

But due to her poor social skills and the orders of the two top witches, she could only suppress her frustration and mentally kill the bastard in front of her a thousand times over.

However, while venting her anger through mental victory, the questions that had been accumulating in Kuonji Yuju's mind also surfaced.

Strange, how come I have such vulgar things as coffee beans and such junk drinks as cola in my house?

In a daze, the witch recalled a certain friend and disciple who had sneaked into the house last night with a bulging schoolbag, and her teeth involuntarily clenched.

Aoko, didn't I warn you not to bring any drinks other than black tea into my house?

Damn it, I'll remember this grudge!

And last time, you went to eat conveyor belt sushi downtown, but brought me home a convenience store boxed lunch, the cheapest kind at that! Unforgivable!

Kuonji Arisu, who categorized the two in her mind, wrote down their two "utterly wicked" names in her grudge notebook in a fit of grief and indignation.

Then, the witch glanced at the television set on the table, which looked out of place in the mansion and had been stubbornly kept by Aoko, and secretly made up her mind.

Hmph! Tomorrow, I'll take the TV apart and sell it for scrap!

With nowhere to vent her resentment, Kuonji Yuzu planned how to take revenge on her two enemies. The more she thought about it, the more relieved she felt, and a pleasant smile involuntarily bloomed on her somewhat expressionless pretty face.

"Snapped!"

However, her joy was short-lived. A loud flick on the forehead struck the witch, leaving a red mark and a slight swelling.

"Why are you spacing out? I'm talking to you about serious business!"

"what?"

"What do you mean, 'huh'? I was just asking you, how much do you know about that recent unusual celestial phenomenon?"

Samael lay on the table, rolled his eyes at the dazed Kuonji, and repeated listlessly, silently complaining to himself.

Judging from your expression just now, one moment you were sneering, the next you were frowning, and then you were grinding your teeth. You're probably secretly plotting how to get rid of your boss.

With such a blunt mind, not even able to pretend, a flick on the forehead would be the least of your worries.

Fortunately, whether out of guilt or seriousness about the matter at hand, the witch, realizing she was in the wrong, quickly reined in her wandering thoughts, sat up straight, thought carefully, and then told her superior, who had asked the question, everything she knew without reservation.

A few nights ago, lightning and thunder suddenly struck over Misaki City. Within seconds, a massive surge of magical energy swept across the entire city, causing widespread power outages, near-out-of-control ley lines, and complete failure of all magical spells.

Immediately afterwards, two star-like light sources fell from the night sky.

During this period, whether it was local exorcists, magicians from the association, or agents of the church, anyone who attempted to peer into the center of that light source suffered a severe backlash, resulting in numerous deaths and injuries.

In the end, the various forces, having exhausted their energy to search, could only watch helplessly as the two fallen light sources disappeared into the darkness, their whereabouts unknown.

Soon, the local tyrants of Misaki City, who had been dealt a blow, recovered and began to conduct clandestine patrols.

During the investigation, relevant information was strictly controlled, and outsiders had no way of knowing what they had discovered.

During this period, urban legends about monsters appearing at night gradually spread among the people.

However, due to the intervention of the exorcist, the agent, and the magician, the public opinion was quickly calmed down, and the unusual celestial phenomena and so-called urban legends did not cause much of a stir.

Everything returned to its former tranquility.

Of course, that's only on the surface.

"So, what big moves have those local tyrants in Misaki City made recently?"

After a few cups of sugary drinks, Samael, feeling a pang of conscience, rinsed the cups while his eyes gleamed with amusement as he asked questions.

"Big move?"

"In short, it's about the mysterious local forces that have been doing some rather unusual things lately."

The ancient serpent had already given up hope of understanding the witch before it, casually returning the washed teaware to its original place before adding more hints.

Kuonji Yuzu's gaze fell upon her unscrupulous boss across from her, who had spared her two precious tea sets. Her tense face finally relaxed slightly, and her nerves gradually became more relaxed and alert as she recalled some important information.

"Speaking of which, things have been a bit unusual lately..."

The witch pondered for a moment, then frowned and murmured to herself.

“First of all, just a few days ago, the old man of the Aozaki family suddenly came to my door and entrusted me with the education of his other granddaughter, Aoko.”

"What's so unusual about this?"

Samael was familiar with what had happened and didn't take it seriously.

"Of course it's unusual!"

Kuonji Yuju glanced at her superior and retorted seriously.

"Although my family is a very ancient witch lineage, the field of magic research leans more towards fairy tales and spells, which contain elements of creation, and is completely different from the destructive magic advocated by the Aozaki family."

Moreover, how could my magical skills possibly compare to those of a magician?

Why can't he just teach himself this kind of thing?

I don't know why, but he insisted on giving my granddaughter to me..."

Instantly, upon hearing this, the ancient serpent's pupils contracted slightly, and its eyes flickered eerily.

Tsk, what a misconception.

Because of his familiarity with this part of the Aozaki family's history, Samael naturally assumed that it was only natural for the old man Aozaki to give up Touko, favor Aoko, and entrust her to the witch Ayumi for guidance...

However, Kuonji Yuju's words enlightened him.

If they want Aoko to take over the Aozaki family's magic, why doesn't the old man teach her himself? Why hire an outsider?

This is indeed a bit unusual!

Samael kept this matter in mind. Since he had no clue what to do, he simply moved on to the next question and became more serious.

"Besides that, what have the four great exorcism families and the church been doing lately?"

"As for the four great exorcism families, they seem to have been very active since that unusual celestial phenomenon. People from the Shichiya, Wujing, and Asakami families have been seen in Misaki City, and I heard that even the Ryougi family, which is far away in the Tokyo metropolitan area, has sent people."

Kuonji Yuju thought for a moment and answered casually.

"Any more?"

"If I remember correctly, the Tohno family, a local demonic family, is the one in charge of organizing this. These exorcists gathered together, apparently because of the previous ley line anomaly, and they want to unite to remove the filth and perform some kind of prayer ritual. However, I don't know much about Shintoism in Japan, and this is about all I know."

"That's enough."

Samael nodded, stroking his chin thoughtfully.

The exorcism families of [Liangyi], [Wujing], [Qiya], and [Qanshen] have all come together, with the [Tono family] leading the way. Could it be because that matter is about to begin?