“What’s wrong with that?” Fuheishen turned his head, lowered his eyes, and looked at Xiaolan. “Just like when we first arrived and faced that bandaged person, the other party was obviously not a normal person. You should put down your guard and greet him politely.”

“There’s no need for politeness, Xiaolan. You need to know how to protect yourself,” Fuheshen said to Xiaolan. “Just get into a fighting stance. If the other party does anything unusual or frightens you, don’t hesitate to attack.”

"What if it really is a ghost?" Xiaolan asked, tilting her head up.

Fuheishen smiled. What a silly and naive girl. "You don't even dare to try. How do you know you'll fail?"

"I...I understand." Xiaolan nodded with a look of realization, then, realizing what she meant, asked somewhat shyly, "Brother Shen'er, why...why do you care about me so much?"

Whether it was the Shinkansen incident, or saving his father and himself... or the bandaged monster.

Shen'erge always seems oblivious to the danger, rushing to save himself...

“Because you are an angel.” Fuheshel’s scarred lips curled up slightly.

The rain around them intensified, and leaves on the trees nearby were blown to the ground by the wind.

Xiao Lan was speechless when she heard Fu Heishen's words. Her cheeks flushed and steam rose from her head.

She really didn't know how to respond to Shen Erge.

The words, meant to express feelings, sounded like a statement in the other person's tone, lacking any sense of being a confession.

Fuheishen tilted his head in confusion, looking at the steam rising from the other's horn, and couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

It's very soft, not as hard as I imagined.

Conan, who was behind them, had somehow already moved out of the umbrella's reach.

His glasses flashed a white light, making it impossible to see his expression.

I felt the cold raindrops constantly falling on my head.

Has Xiaolan and that guy Shen'er gotten to this point without her even realizing it?

He had never even touched Xiaolan's head like that.

But when the other person did that, Xiaolan blushed with embarrassment.

Damn it!

Why did it develop so fast?

If things continue like this, will the next step be to hold hands, go on dates, confess, kiss, and finally have Xiaolan move into his house?

I don't want it!

Conan clenched his fists tightly; he couldn't wait to grow bigger.

Even with this elementary school student's body, it's fine.

He will do everything in his power to stop it, regardless of whether he succeeds or not.

Just like what that guy Shen Er said earlier.

If you don't even dare to try, how do you know you'll fail?

Seeing that Xiao Lan was already dazed and in a daze, Fu Heishen handed her the umbrella and walked towards the villa.

As for why he, who had always been so disdainful, said so much, just like he had said to Sherry.

The reason is that this world made him feel real.

Having already transmigrated to a world of sorcery, he had a vague, almost imperceptible, feeling towards that world.

In addition, the way he was treated by the Zen family caused him to always feel alienated from the world of magic.

This also led to a drastic change in his personality, making him basically no different from Fukushiro in the original work.

They don't treat sorcerers as human beings and kill them using extremely brutal methods.

It also acquired that title: Heaven and Tyrant.

"Brother Shen, are you angry?" Xiao Lan came to her senses and chased after him with her umbrella in hand.

“Ah, no.” Fuheshen stretched out his hand. “I enjoy the feeling of getting wet in the rain, it’s just a pity I’m missing a battle.”

"Is...is that so?" Xiao Lan asked, her eyes wide, but she still moved closer to the other person and opened the umbrella.

"Come to my house in a few days, and I'll teach you some fighting techniques," Fuheshen said calmly. "Wait for my notification."

"Okay, okay." Seeing that the other person didn't seem angry, Xiaolan breathed a sigh of relief.

After crushing the leaves under his feet, Fuheshel glanced at the woods and said, "Come out, or you'll get wet in the rain."

Sonoko Suzuki stood up from the woods with an awkward laugh; her clothes were somewhat damp.

These things aren't that important. The most important thing is that it's too embarrassing to secretly watch Fuheishen and Xiaolan's date.

After seeing that Xiaolan was about to ask something.

Sonoko Suzuki scooped up Conan and ran back to the villa as fast as she could.

Xiaolan: "What was Sonoko doing just now?"

“…I want to know too.” Fuhe Shen’er said calmly. Hearing the sound of footsteps crushing tree branches and the absorption of the Soul-Devouring Blade behind him, he knew that someone had already been taken away by the Grim Reaper.

At this moment, Xiaolan was holding an umbrella and walking towards the villa, completely unaware of the bandaged monster holding an axe behind her.

Swish!

In an instant, the axe came swinging with a sound of cutting through the air.

After seeing that Ran Mouri had become aware of something, Fukushiro did not make a move. Since she was afraid of ghosts, he decided to leave it to her.

The best way to deal with fear is to face it.

He had been through it and said he understood it very well.

Xiaolan noticed the attack and leaped backward, dodging the axe's blow.

I haven't even seen who the attacker is yet.

The axe came down again with incredible speed.

Xiao Lan took a deep breath, dodged the axe, and then used her calf muscles to prepare to finish off her opponent with a side kick.

But... just as she was about to kick out, Xiaolan saw the attacker's face clearly.

The strange man wrapped in bandages was staring at him with eerie eyes.

Xiao Lan screamed in fright and took a few steps back. In her fear, she even forgot about Fu Hei Shen'er's abilities. "Brother Shen'er, quick, run! It's that bandaged monster!"

As Ran Mouri retreated, the bandaged man also stopped, not out of pity for her.

Instead, they were frightened.

Fuheishen revealed a ferocious smile, his murderous eyes fixed on the other person. "I know..."

He slightly pushed off with his feet, using the reaction force to quickly approach his opponent, and threw a punch at his face.

The fist rapidly approached the bandaged monster, and perhaps due to the wind, a whooshing sound was heard from the side.

Bang!

The other person flew out with lightning speed, crashed into a tree, tilted their head to the side, and fell to the ground with their hands behind their back.

"A bandaged monster? Is he that weak?"

Fuheshen stood still, his body shrouded in an inexplicable and terrifying aura, which contrasted with the emotionless expression on his face, giving him a strange and powerful yet brutal beauty.

He was somewhat disappointed. The opponent's momentum was indeed frightening, but it was all bark and no bite. They were just trash with a combat strength of only five.

At this moment, Xiaolan, who was slumped on the ground, was completely stunned.

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