Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Immediately afterward, before the monsters could even struggle to their feet, their grotesque and deformed bodies began to shimmer with dazzling golden light patterns before exploding into countless specks of light and dust.

"Yes, that's just right, the amount of exercise you get after a meal."

Surrounded by a hundred demons, Samael smiled, lazily stretched his body, and released his hands. The golden bow and the goddess's arrow gradually faded between his fingers.

"Monster! Monster!"

One charge wiped out more than 80% of their comrades. The remaining ghosts were terrified, their survival instincts awakened by fear, and they screamed and fled in panic.

"Madam, it's windy tonight, remember to hold on tight."

Samael smiled and woke up the numb, sleepwalking Yoshiko. He plucked a bare branch with one hand, igniting it with a red and black cross-shaped flame, and embraced the frail woman with the other. Six pairs of jet-black wings, formed from light, leaped up and fluttered.

Under the cool moonlight, the elegant fleeting shadows, like the dancing Grim Reaper, descend upon the filth and sin flowing on the earth, delivering judgment.

As dawn breaks and everything is renewed, the polluted air, after a night of settling and purification, becomes fresh and pleasant again.

As a beam of light landed, Yoshiko, who had stepped onto solid ground again, felt somewhat unaccustomed to it. Her legs gave way, and she fell straight into the mud.

"careful!"

Samael instinctively reached out and picked up the woman, who was somewhat dazed after experiencing the night of a hundred ghosts.

However, the moment Kosuke helped Yoshiko Sakugetsu to her feet, he froze on the spot, looking up with a bewildered expression.

Meanwhile, the group of little girls, having successfully completed their test of courage, stood at the entrance of the mansion, all looking at the two adults embracing in the open space with strange expressions.

"Mom, what are you doing...?"

"Dad, how can you do this to Mom?!"

The two leaders, Miyuki Sakuzuki and Illya, were in a state of confusion and heartbreak, respectively.

"Uh, well, actually I can explain..."

Samael's eyes flickered, his stiff facial muscles twitching as he racked his brains for an explanation.

At this very moment, two little girls who had stumbled upon their parents' "affair" approached menacingly.

Chapter Thirteen: Prime Minister, I've gleaned 4.5k insights.

Stare!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the two adults, who were in close physical contact, felt extremely uncomfortable, as if they were sitting on pins and needles.

"Who! Who! Which bastard dares to bully my innocent and lovely students on my turf? How dare they!"

Just as the atmosphere was becoming increasingly awkward, a figure dressed in a yellow and black striped shirt, moving as swiftly as the wind, rushed straight towards them, accompanied by billowing dust. A pair of orange-brown eyes looked around fiercely, and the bamboo knife in his hand swung wildly with great force, making him look extremely imposing.

"Teacher Fujimura?"

Suddenly, the group of little girls gathered in the Ghost Mansion were taken aback when they saw Fujimura Taiga suddenly appear.

"Children, quickly stand behind me! With your teacher here, I will never let anyone hurt you!"

At this moment, Fuyuki no Tora, maintaining his vigilance and habitual way of thinking, continued to hold his bamboo sword, looking around, while calling out to the elementary school students in front of the Ghost Mansion, making a solemn promise.

At the very end, this teacher turned to the little girls in the open space, flashing a bright smile, his face radiating confidence.

"To be honest, I'm incredibly strong!"

Under the rising sun, the teachers, who show their tough side to protect their beloved students, seem to shine with dazzling brilliance.

"leopard……"

"what!"

The sudden familiar address from behind sent a chill down Fujimura Taiga's spine as he struck a pose. His hair stood on end, and driven by instinct, he let out a scream and leaped up into the branches of a poplar tree, four or five meters high. He gripped the trunk tightly with both hands and feet, his rear end sticking up high. His head, hidden behind the branches, was closed with his eyes shut, resembling an ostrich burying its head in the sand and shivering.

In an instant, all the heroic aura that had been painstakingly created vanished.

Some of the elementary school students present were amazed by the teacher's exaggerated jumping ability, while others secretly criticized the lack of composure shown by the person who came to the rescue.

"Ahem, Fujimura-sensei, it's me, Samael..."

The ancient snake, arriving at the tree, coughed slightly. Helplessly, it replaced the name with another one for Fujimura Taiga, who was allergic to it, and proactively declared its identity.

Instantly, Fujimura Taiga's trembling mind stopped, received that familiar name, and he instantly revived. With a whoosh, he slid down from the tree branch, pretending to be nonchalant, and friendly...

He patted an old acquaintance on the shoulder, a warm smile spreading across his face.

"Oh, so you're Ilya's parent. What are you doing here?"

Immediately, seemingly out of a feline sense of crisis, the pair of eyes subconsciously glanced at Samael's back and landed on Yoshiko Sakuzuki.

"And who is this?"

"Shuoyue Yangdaizi, a friend I met through work, is a single mother. Last night, her children were homeless for most of the night, and we were worried, so we went out together to look for them."

Samael smiled in response, extended his hand to lightly shake hands with his old friend, took the initiative to introduce himself, and gave a watertight answer.

So this is ah……

The group of little girls, along with Illya and Miyu, the two involved parties, suddenly realized what was going on.

But if you're going to be friends, why are you hugging...?

"By the way, Fujimura-sensei, what kind of social practice are they doing? Why aren't they home yet, it's so late?"

However, before the little girls could think it through, a soft, melodious murmur with a rising tone instantly sent shivers down the spines of the elementary school students, turning their faces deathly pale.

"Practice? What practice? Is there such a thing?"

Fujimura Taiga looked bewildered, then turned to look at the little ones with their various expressions, and was once again taken aback.

"Hey, what are you guys doing? Are your eyes sore, or are your faces cramping?"

Oh no! That stupid tiger!

At this moment, the little girls, who were almost pleading with their eyes to a certain dim-witted teacher, looked utterly defeated and dejected.

But just as these little girls, looking dejected like defeated roosters, braced themselves for a storm of scolding from their parents, gentle whispers reached their ears, the clouds above them parted, and a new path opened up before them.

"Well, it's a good thing to help your peers who are about to start school get familiar with campus life and the learning environment in advance, but don't lie to your elders next time, or your parents will worry a lot. Also, don't come to such a dangerous place, understand?"

The handsome young man in the morning sun had a warm smile, with six parts approval, three parts concern, and a hint of reproach in his eyes, but no intention of sternly reprimanding him.

Look, what enlightened parents! What a gentle and considerate father!

And he's so handsome!

In an instant, the little girls who had been unintentionally subjected to psychological manipulation all fell for him, their innocent gazes fixed on the person before them as if they were seeing a savior angel.

However, Ilya, who had already developed some resistance to this intangible attraction, was the first to react, her face turning bright red with excitement.

"Dad, you mean, Miyu... Miyu will go to school with me?"

"Yes, Mrs. Shuoyue and I have been talking about this recently, so she welcomes you to come and visit Meiyou to get to know each other and get along with your classmates. She just didn't expect you to come all this way this time."

Having successfully fooled everyone, Sama responded with a smile, while secretly giving a wink to Sakuzuki Yoshiko beside him.

Meanwhile, Miyu, who overheard the conversation between Ilya and her father, was taken aback and instinctively looked at her mother with her ruby-like eyes.

For the first time, a burning desire was born deep within those pale pupils.

Although it was silent, it was the first time the child had made a silent request to his mother.

Sakuzuki Yoshiko's heart skipped a beat. Her gaze swept over the man beside her and her daughter's face. The struggle in her eyes quickly dissipated, replaced by a faint smile. She raised her hand to stroke her daughter's head and gently nodded.

"Yes, that's right. I'm currently asking Mr. Samael to help with the enrollment procedures."

it is true!

In an instant, after nearly ten years of living as a doll, Miyu Sakuzuki clenched her fists, her pure eyes filled with joy.

"Alright, kids, that's enough for today's team building activity. But don't do this kind of reckless behavior again, or I won't be able to protect you!"

At the end, Samael's voice became more stern. After giving some instructions, he snapped his fingers.

"Stab!"

Suddenly, a black Hummer, which had been accelerating along the rugged forest road, came to a stop in the open space of the Ghost Mansion with a beautiful drift.

Immediately afterwards, the car door opened, and a cold beauty with golden twin ponytails and wearing a neat suit came up behind Samael.

“Angelica, take them home. Fujimura-sensei is here too; we need to discuss Miyu's enrollment privately.”

Samael made the arrangements casually, maintaining an elegant smile, and watched the group of little girls get into the car, officially embarking on their journey home.

With the dust settled on the little incident at the Ghost Mansion, the ancient snake stretched, blinked, and extended an invitation to the two people beside him.

"Have a drink? It's my treat."

A dozen minutes later, at a well-known izakaya in Xindu.

"Whew! Awesome! Soju and roasted bird are definitely the best!"

Fujimura Taiga, a heavy drinker, slumped on the cushion, downing the spicy liquor in his glass in one gulp. His brown eyes sparkled, clearly very satisfied with the hospitality.

Of course, most importantly, you don't have to spend your own money.

This time, we're going to eat our fill!

A cunning glint flashed in the eyes of a certain feline, which swiftly devoured the drinks and barbecue on the table.

Samael looked at the former Mayan chief god in front of him, who was focused on eating and gorging himself, shook his head and smiled, a hint of nostalgia and warmth appearing in his eyes.

It's been a long time since I've enjoyed the old days of Uruk.

Immediately, the ancient serpent calmed itself slightly and turned to look at one...

Sakuzuki Yoshiko, who seemed to have little appetite as she put down her cup and chopsticks, chuckled softly.

"What's wrong? Can't figure it out?"

Shuoyue Yangdaizi nodded upon hearing this, her expression conflicted for a moment, and after hesitating several times, she finally spoke softly.

"Why help me?"

"Saving people doesn't seem to need a reason, but killing does."

Samael swirled his wine glass and replied with a faint smile.

Saving someone doesn't need a reason, but killing someone does?

Upon hearing this, Shuoyue Yangdaizi was somewhat dazed and couldn't help but stammer.

"When I encountered something and wanted to do something, I got involved. This is a very normal thing for me. In terms of human society, it's probably called 'compassion'?"

The ancient snake then raised its hand and drank the contents of the cup, answering the question casually.

Sakuzuki Yoshiko looked intently at the mysterious man before her and couldn't help but feel a deep sense of respect.

It's easier said than done. Many people may say such things, but very few can actually do them.

The married woman with her hair in a single ponytail remained silent for a long time before finally opening her lips to offer her heartfelt assessment.

"You are a good person..."

"Haha, then you'd better be careful, madam. The most cunning demons often appear in the form of angels, and the deepest despair usually has a hopeful beginning."

The demon smiled, a smile that held a profound meaning.

Sakuzuki Yoshiko recalled the six pairs of dark wings that had unfolded behind the man before her, her expression remaining calm and utterly serious.

"If this is what evil is, I would rather there be more evil in the world."

Samael paused for a moment, then smiled faintly and shook his head, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

After a brief exchange, Sakuzuki Yoshiko still showed little appetite for the food and drink on the table and remained silent, biting her thumb with her pearly teeth, clearly troubled by something.

"What, still hesitating?"

Samael glanced at it, his eyes understanding, and gently swirled his wine glass, his expression playful.

"Is it because of... the Divine Child?"

"how do you know!"

As the man before her revealed the biggest secret hidden by the Sakuzuki family and herself, Sakuzuki Yoshiko, as the mother, suddenly stood up, her eyes filled with horror.

"Shh, be quiet, the soundproofing here isn't very good."

Samael pointed to the patrons and waiters coming and going outside the window, raised his index finger to his lips, and smiled as he gestured for silence.

"Hug, sorry..."