I'm in Tokyo, caught in the clutches of the demon princess.

If it was someone else's mistake, I might not get any compensation for walking out like this.

Thinking this, Feng Zejian calmly sat down in his seat.

I continued eating potato chips.

At this moment, a cold wind rose in the hall.

A series of mournful howls followed.

"Leave here, or you will die."

Kazema acted as if he couldn't hear him and continued eating his potato chips.

At that moment, a pair of hands climbed onto Feng Zejian's shoulders, and a threatening voice whispered in his ear.

"I just took a nap and you guys brought me here. It's really not fair to send me back without any explanation."

"Fine, I'll die right here and see how you handle this."

Chapter 122 The next stop, Nara Prefecture

Instantly, the lights in the waiting hall came on.

One by one, beautiful female flight attendants appeared in front of Feng Zejian.

The lead flight attendant had willow-leaf eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, an oval face, long legs, a slim waist, and high heels; her uniform was very sexy.

"Guest, it was our oversight to bring you here. Could you please leave first? I will give you a satisfactory answer regarding compensation."

Feng Zejian did not respond.

She even got up and, in front of everyone, went to the supermarket and grabbed a bottle of drink and a comic book.

They ate, drank, and watched all at the same time.

The woman in the lead car frowned slightly.

"Guest, can you hear me?"

Feng Zejian glanced up at the flight attendant, then continued reading his book.

“When the conditions are in my favor, I don’t like to be led by the nose, and I think you should feel the same way.”

The lead flight attendant bit her lip.

"Guest, tell me your terms."

"No rush. If I remember correctly, your uniforms are those of Shinkansen station staff. My presence here is not accidental; it must be due to some operational error on your part."

"This is not the real world, which means you are not real humans, but the fact that you can move around here in groups must mean that you have permission from someone."

"In other words, you are under the control of those people. I don't know what you were doing before, but if those people who control you find out about the consequences of this operational error, it will not end well for your entire group."

The beautiful flight attendants remained silent.

"Of course, this is just my reasonable guess. Now let me tell you about the crimes you committed against me. First, because of your mistakes, I ended up in this world. Second, you suddenly turned off the lights and scared me. Third, you continued to intimidate and threaten me to leave. Fourth, you wanted to make me leave as if nothing had happened. In short, you were too greedy."

Feng Zejian looked at the passenger and crossed his legs.

"I'll give you two choices: either kill me here, provided you have the ability, or agree to all my demands. Otherwise, if you let me leave alive, you'll be in deep trouble."

The bus conductor was also stunned; she hadn't expected things to turn out this way.

Killing the person in front of them, regardless of whether they could win or not, was indeed a mistake on their part. If they had actually killed them, none of them would have survived either.

Therefore, I definitely can't touch this person in front of me. Am I just going to let him control me to death?

"Guest, please state your requirements first."

Feng Zejian sized up the beautiful flight attendant.

"Beautiful lady, what is your name?"

"Yafangya"

“Ms. Yifang Ya, let’s not beat around the bush. I want to sign a contract with you, a permanent one. If you don’t understand, let me explain it to you again. The so-called contract is the power of the demon.”

The flight attendant, Yi Fangya, had a somewhat gloomy expression.

Do you understand what signing a permanent contract means?

Feng Zejian shrugged.

"I don't know, can you explain?"

"Guest, I'm reminding you one last time, don't be too greedy."

Feng Zejian nodded. "The fifth charge: underestimating others and overestimating oneself."

Feng Zejian also lost the will to negotiate.

"Since the negotiations have failed, I have no reason to stay here. We'll see. I don't have a reason to visit the Onmyōryō (the Bureau of Yin and Yang) anyway, even though I don't like them."

Feng Zejian walked straight towards the safety passage.

"Wait, I agree."

Yifang Ya called out to Feng Zejian.

Feng Zejian turned around with a face full of spring breeze.

“This beautiful lady, you must be the strongest among these people. I only form contracts with the strongest.”

Yi Fangya's expression was solemn.

"Guest, you must know that signing a contract is dangerous."

Feng Zejian didn't care.

"So what if I die? You guys definitely won't have an easy time if I die."

Yi Fangya's eyelids twitched.

"Guest, I am about to begin the contract. Please clear your mind and do not resist."

In an instant, Yi Fangya transformed from a beautiful and charming flight attendant into a black shadow with a tail.

In an instant, he was enveloped by a dark shadow.

Meanwhile, on the train, a black ring-shaped mark appeared on Feng Zejian's wrist.

When Feng Zejian woke up again, he found himself lying in the same cramped room he had been in at the beginning, which meant that he had never left the room.

At this time there was a knock on the door outside.

Feng Zejian opened the door, and the beautiful flight attendant, Yifang Ya, came into view.

As soon as Yi Fangya walked in, she locked the door and touched it. Instantly, a black film covered the entire room.

Feng Zejian was somewhat confused about what she was trying to do.

"Guest, I have fulfilled your request, so can you please pretend that today's events never happened?"

Feng Zejian pondered for a moment, then nodded.

"Of course. But I'm a little curious, what exactly did you do to me that caused this...?"

“We misjudged your identity, thinking you were an ordinary person, and began to hypnotize and feed you. Logically, you should have taken the opportunity to have a wet dream, and we would have eaten your dream without you even realizing it. This has no effect on ordinary people, except that they will feel a little weak and will not remember the content of the dream when they wake up.”

Feng Zejian nodded.

"I understand the logic, but why is it a wet dream?"

"If it's a nightmare, there's a possibility of waking up in fright, but even if you know it's a dream, you won't wake up from a wet dream."

Feng Zejian examined the black bracelet mark on his right wrist.

"Let's all pretend that what happened today never happened."

Then the conversation changed.

"First of all, I want to apologize to Ms. Yifang Ya. I actually came up with the idea of ​​the contract on a whim. I used your leverage to force you to sign the contract with me."

“I need strength, I have to do this. I don’t expect you to forgive me, I just feel that I have violated my own principles, and it will make me feel better to say it out loud.”

Yi Fangya's expression was somewhat subtle.

This person is really quite strange.

"Guest, you'd better be careful with my abilities. If they are discovered, neither of us will be in good shape."

"Well, I will."

Having obtained the answer she wanted, Yi Fangya got up and left.

The black film disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Feng Zejian fell into deep thought, all by himself.

Yifang Ya's true form resembles a nightmare or succubus from urban legends.

I wanted to try it out, but then I remembered how cautious Ichiya had been before, so I gave up on the idea.

Given the current information, who should Yifang Ya and her entire race be subject to, or rather, should they compromise and live with humans in this society?

At that moment, the room arrival announcement sounded.

[Dear passengers, our next stop is Nara Prefecture. Estimated arrival time is five minutes. Please take your belongings with you in case of loss. Welcome back!]

Chapter 123 Is it wrong for me to want to do something for you?

Feng Zejian heard that long-lost name.

This place has witnessed so much bitterness and sweetness, sorrow and joy.

The train slowly came to a stop, and Feng Zejian left the room and got off the train.

Over the years, this place has changed a bit.

But overall, the change is not significant.

Feng Zejian got into a taxi, but instead of heading straight to the welfare home, he went straight to a shopping mall.

Look at the children, they always have something in their hands.

Fengze bought a lot of snacks, toys, fruits, vegetables, rice, flour, and cooking oil.

There was so much that Feng Zejian couldn't possibly carry any of it by himself.

The shopping mall is very attentive to such large clients, providing dedicated vehicles for delivery to designated locations.

Feng Zejian also hitched a ride in this special car, which headed towards the welfare home.

The full name of the welfare home is Xiangyang Welfare Home.

The connection with this welfare home dates back to before that darkest period.

At that time, Feng Zejian was kept at a distance by his family and peers. By chance, he ended up playing with a group of children.

The children accepted him, and after a few interactions, Feng Zejian learned that the children were orphans adopted by a welfare home.

Feng Zejian, who was neither loved by his father nor his mother, was practically an orphan. He had finally found his tribe.

They would come to play with the children whenever they had free time. The director of the orphanage was also a very nice person. When they came often, he would even prepare a room and dishes for Fengzejian.

Compared to the cold home where he disappeared and no one even bothered to make a phone call, the children and director of the welfare home gave him unimaginable warmth.

However, this warmth was destroyed by the immense despair that followed.

Once I've taken control of this body, I'll always send some of the extra money I earn while traveling back home.

The car pulled up to the gate, but was stopped by the locked gate. Feng Zejian got out of the car, reached through the bars, and took the lock off the chain hanging on the gate.

It's the same familiar recipe, the same familiar question.

This method was taught to me by my children.

The door was pushed open, and the truck drove in.

The roar of the truck also caught the attention of the children in the room.

They all pressed their faces against the windows.

The children of Xiangyang Welfare School looked out the window and shouted excitedly, "Brother is back! Brother is back!"