Suppressing the temptation of eternal life, Makoto temporarily chose not to inherit Kibutsuji Makoto’s Immortal Demon Body.
Because this passive had two major flaws.
— Cannot see sunlight.
— Has the urge to eat people.
Before finding the blue spider lily, Makoto set it aside for the time being.
Without the Immortal Demon Body passive, he couldn’t use those two Blood Demon Arts either.
So…
“Let’s add some points first!”
Three hundred and sixty points was a massive sum; he needed to carefully consider how to spend it.
“First, strengthen Constitution.
Constitution relates to physical strength.
At least strengthen it to the point where I don’t fear a bomb explosion.”
The points began to strengthen his physical body.
He could clearly sense his power increasing; the feeling was like compressing the process of a child growing into an adult into one minute.
Organs, blood, muscles, bones, nerves, meridians, and even deeper-level cells were all crying out—
“I can take on ten people!!”
The vitality within his body was rapidly transforming from a small stream into a great river!
But as he added points, Makoto felt a disharmony between his spirit and body, so he quickly stopped.
“Next, add points to Spirit.”
Points once again flowed down like running water, strengthening and refining Makoto’s will and mind.
Until that feeling of disharmony disappeared.
Three hundred and sixty points were left with only one hundred remaining.
He left the co-transmigration space and returned to the main multi-anime world.
Closing his eyes, his figure flickered back and forth in the living room like an illusion, almost leaving afterimages, appearing in different locations simultaneously, teleporting at least ten times within a second.
“My spirit has been enhanced.”
Previously, he needed to concentrate to teleport.
Now, a single thought was enough to take him wherever he wanted to go.
He tried to focus his mind, a look of pleasant surprise spreading across his face.
On the crystal-like, magnificent coffee table, all the small decorative objects were currently floating in the air.
“Psychokinesis!”
This was the initial manifestation of his spirit influencing reality.
Within a small radius, he could use Psychokinesis to lift things weighing about ten jin.
But if it was only used for perception, he could probably sense what was happening within a range of two to three kilometers.
In his dark, deep eyes, the image of Kei preparing a meal appeared.
Immediately, the scene flashed, showing Nagasaki Soyo downstairs, lounging on her bed, constantly typing on her phone.
He concentrated his spirit again.
He could even clearly see the content she was typing, and couldn’t help but show a look of disdain.
“What a burdensome woman, I can’t stand it.”
“Makoto~~~”
From the semi-open kitchen came the call of his young girlfriend, dragging out the final syllable, sickeningly sweet.
“Dinner is ready~~~”
Since things had come to this, he might as well eat first.
As soon as he sat down, the little cook sat in his lap, rubbing her lips against his neck as if acting spoiled.
Kei wrapped her arms around his neck with a hazy look in her eyes.
The man’s body temperature was so warm, his chest so firm, and his face so handsome.
Right now, he was also very gentle with her.
He was definitely not the Prince Charming from a shoujo manga.
Perhaps he was hiding some terrifying secret.
Kei wasn’t truly foolish.
She knew her boyfriend was hiding many, many things from her.
Putting aside everything else, just the study room that never seemed to be opened was full of suspicious points.
But none of that mattered.
“Kei, what’s wrong?”
“I don’t know, I just feel…”
Kei blushed, not knowing how to articulate it: “I just feel like…
Makoto right now is even more, even more captivating.
What’s wrong with me?
It’s like I’ve become a girl who loves to act spoiled.”
“It’s not your fault.”
Makoto chuckled dryly: “Do you feel like I have more masculine charm now?”
“Mhm!”
Little Kei nodded, her face flushed red.
One small change brought about by the enhancement of his physique was the overflow of his body’s male pheromones.
This was a chemical signal secreted by the body that was very attractive to the opposite sex.
That was why Kei was somewhat infatuated with it.
She was also very shy.
She originally thought romance was far removed from her, that her understanding of love was still stuck in imagination.
But now, she felt like an unsatisfied little brat, wishing she could just sit right in his lap while eating.
She wanted to kiss him.
She wanted to trade mouths for eating!
Heavens above, Kei!
You are simply a shameless pervert.
—The girl internally disparaged herself.
“Kei is a bad girl.
Your expression right now is so cute.
I suddenly feel like taking a picture.”
“Don’t…”
Kei’s face flushed.
After teasing her, Makoto buried his face in the crook of her neck and gently bit her delicate collarbone with his teeth.
“Now even your voice has become very cute.”
“Mmm…”
Her purple eyes, full of allure yet completely unaware, were misty with confusion and enchantment.
On that beautiful face that had attracted long-term bullying, a shy yet blissful expression appeared.
She subconsciously swayed her slender waist.
This was a signal.
Makoto suppressed the urge to place this girl onto the dining table.
He released the cute girl in his arms, who had almost melted into water: “Let’s eat first, okay?
We’ll talk after you’re full?”
“Mm.”
Kei obediently sat beside him and introduced the two Chinese dishes she had made today.
“What is this?
Crab Roe Tofu?”
“N-No, this is Mapo Tofu!”
“?”
He paused for a moment, then looked at the other plate of bright red food: “I thought this was Mapo Tofu.
What is this?”
“This is minced beef over glass noodles.”
“Beef…
raw?”
“Yes, raw.”
Japanese people really love eating raw food.
Never mind fish sashimi or rice mixed with raw egg, there was also raw beef, raw horse meat, raw chicken and duck meat, and the most terrifying, raw pork.
Even people from Heng County would have to admit defeat here.
Makoto maintained an awkward yet polite smile, not glancing at the raw beef again.
He tasted a mouthful of the pale yellow Mapo Tofu, and his brow slowly relaxed.
At first glance, he had thought it was diarrhea mixed into the tofu by Mapo.
But it was passably decent to eat.
The saltiness was moderate, with a slight numbing spiciness, similar to boiled tofu stirred with a spoonful of chili powder and a spoonful of prickly ash powder.
It couldn’t be called delicious.
“Is it good?
Is it good?”
Under his girlfriend’s gaze seeking praise, Makoto couldn’t bear to dampen her enthusiasm.
After offering a few light words of comfort, he quickly finished eating and returned to his study.
His heart was burning with fervor.
The main reason was his craving for that immortal, deathless body.
As long as he found the blue spider lily, he could overcome the flaw and achieve a perfect, immortal body!
He might have to make a trip to this Demon Slayer World!
However, before searching for the spider lily, he should first fulfill the last wish of Kibutsuji Makoto.