Forcing himself to resist the temptation of eternal life, Hayashi Makoto temporarily did not inherit Kibutsuji Makoto’s immortal demon body.
Because this passive had two major flaws.
—It could not face sunlight.
—It came with an urge to consume humans.
Before finding the Blue Spider Lily, Makoto decided to set it aside for now.
And without the passive of the immortal demon body, he could not use those two Blood Demon Arts either.
So…
“Let’s add points first!”
Three hundred and sixty points was a huge fortune.
He needed to think carefully about how to spend them.
“First, strengthen my constitution. Constitution is related to physical durability. At the very least, I need to strengthen it to the point where I’m no longer afraid of bomb blasts.”
The points began strengthening his body.
He could clearly feel his power increasing.
The sensation was like compressing the entire process of a child growing into an adult into a single minute.
Organs, blood, muscles, bones, nerves, meridians, and even cells at a deeper level were all roaring at once.
“I can take on ten of me before!”
The vitality inside his body was also rapidly transforming from a small stream into a great river.
But as the points were added, Makoto felt a disharmony between his spirit and body, so he quickly stopped.
“Next, raise my spirit.”
The points fell again like flowing water, strengthening and refining Makoto’s will and mind.
Only when that sense of disharmony vanished did he stop.
Of the three hundred and sixty points, only one hundred remained.
He left the Shared Transmigration Space and returned to the main anime-crossover world.
Closing his eyes, his figure flickered through the living room like a phantom.
He moved so quickly that afterimages almost appeared, as if he were standing in several different places at the same time.
Within a single second, he teleported at least a dozen times.
“My spirit has strengthened.”
In the past, he needed to focus his mind in order to teleport.
Now, a single thought was enough to send him wherever he wanted to go.
He tried focusing his spirit.
A pleasantly surprised smile appeared on his face.
On the gorgeous crystal-like coffee table, all the small decorative objects were now floating in midair.
“Telekinesis!”
This was the first sign of his spirit affecting reality.
Within a small range, he could use telekinesis to lift objects of around ten catty.
But if he only used it for perception, he could roughly sense the situation within two or three kilometers around him.
In his dark and deep eyes, the image of Karuizawa Kei preparing dinner appeared.
Immediately afterward, the scene shifted.
It showed Nagasaki Soyo lying sideways on her bed downstairs, constantly typing on her phone.
Makoto focused his spirit again.
He could even see clearly what she was typing.
He could not help showing a disgusted expression.
“What an obsessed woman. I really can’t deal with that.”
“Makoto~~”
“Dinner is ready~”
“Coming.”
Since things had reached this point, he would eat first.
As soon as he sat down, the little chef climbed into his arms.
Her lips brushed against his neck as if she were acting spoiled.
Karuizawa Kei wrapped her arms around his neck, her eyes slightly hazy.
The man’s body temperature was so warm.
His chest was so firm.
His face was also very handsome.
And right now, he was gentle to her.
He definitely was not some prince charming from a shoujo manga.
Perhaps he was even hiding some very frightening secret.
Karuizawa Kei was not truly stupid.
She knew her boyfriend was hiding many, many things from her.
Putting everything else aside, just that study room, which seemed to have never been opened, was already full of doubts.
But none of that mattered.
“Kei, what’s wrong?”
“I don’t know. It just feels…”
Karuizawa Kei’s face turned red.
She did not know how to explain it.
“It just feels like Makoto is even more… even more charming now. What is this? It makes me seem like I’m some girl who loves acting spoiled.”
“It’s not your fault.”
Makoto could not help laughing.
“Do you feel like I have more masculine charm now?”
“Mm-hm!”
Cute little Kei nodded with a red face.
One small change brought about by his enhanced constitution was that his body now gave off a stronger masculine presence.
It was a pheromone-like signal produced by living creatures, and it could strongly attract females of the same species.
That was why Karuizawa Kei was somewhat intoxicated by it.
She was very embarrassed too.
She had once thought romance was something very distant from her.
Her understanding of love had still been stuck at the level of imagination.
But now, she felt like an insatiable little slut, wishing she could press herself firmly into his lap right here and now during dinner.
She wanted to kiss him.
She wanted to use another ‘mouth’ to eat him!
Heavens, Karuizawa Kei!
You really are a shameless pervert.
The girl silently scolded herself in her heart.
“Kei is a bad girl. Your expression right now is really lewd. I suddenly want to take a picture.”
“No…”
Karuizawa Kei’s face flushed bright red.
After teasing her, Makoto buried his face in the crook of her neck and gently bit her delicate collarbone.
Karuizawa Kei let out a cute sound.
“Even your voice has become cute now.”
Her violet eyes, filled with charm she did not realize she had, grew misty and dazed.
On that beautiful face, which had once brought her long-term bullying, there appeared an expression of both shyness and enjoyment.
She instinctively twisted her slender waist against him.
It was a signal.
Makoto suppressed the impulse to lay this girl right across the dining table then and there.
Then he let go of the cute girl in his arms, who had almost melted into softness.
“Let’s eat first. After we’re full, we can talk. Okay?”
“Mm.”
Kei obediently sat beside him and introduced the two Chinese dishes she had made today.
“What’s this? Crab roe tofu?”
“N-No, it’s not. This is mapo tofu!”
“?”
Makoto froze for a moment.
Then he looked at the other bright red dish.
“I thought this one was mapo tofu. What’s this?”
“Minced beef over vermicelli.”
“Beef… raw?”
“Yeah, raw.”
Japanese people really loved raw food.
Putting aside fish sashimi and rice with raw egg, there was also raw beef, raw horse meat, raw chicken and duck meat, and the most terrifying of all, raw pork.
Even the famed masters of raw‑fish cuisine would have to concede defeat here.
Makoto maintained an awkward yet polite smile.
He did not look at the raw beef again.
Instead, he picked up a bite of the yellowish mapo tofu with his chopsticks.
His brows slowly relaxed.
At first glance, one would think Mapo had suffered a bout of diarrhea into the tofu.
But the taste was still passable.
The saltiness was moderate, and there was a slight spicy and numbing flavor.
It was similar to boiled tofu mixed with a spoonful of chili powder and a spoonful of Sichuan pepper powder.
It could not be called delicious.
“Is it good? Is it good?”
Under his girlfriend’s gaze, which was begging for praise, Makoto could not bring himself to discourage her enthusiasm.
He lightly comforted her with a few words.
Then he quickly finished dinner and returned to the study.
His heart was burning.
Mainly because he was extremely tempted by that immortal, ageless body.
As long as he found the Blue Spider Lily, he could overcome the flaws and achieve a perfect immortal body.
It seemed he really had to make a trip to the Demon Slayer world.
But before searching for the Blue Spider Lily, he should first complete Kibutsuji Makoto’s last wishes.
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