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The next morning.
Boyman drove Li Ancheng and the others to a standalone villa not far from Kuoh Park.
The villa sat behind the commercial street, ocean at its back, 1,200 square meters of ground beneath it.
Three floors above ground.
Two below.
A temperature-controlled pool.
A starry-sky cinema.
A double-height living room where your voice came back to you as an echo.
The house had everything it needed to have.
Rurikawa Tsubaki and Karen were upstairs picking rooms.
The two of them still preferred sharing one.
By the pool.
Li Ancheng took the black card and phone Boyman handed over.
A casual wave of his hand.
A flesh-colored doll materialized out of thin air and dropped into Boyman’s arms.
“A reward.
It’ll do good things for your body.” “…Thank you, Master.” Boyman blinked, clutching the doll.
“Then I’ll be on my way.
Call me anytime you need something.” “Mm.” Li Ancheng waved him off, then turned to find Alpha dropping lightly from the third-floor balcony, landing in front of him.
“Brother, I checked it over.
Everything inside is safe.” She moved behind him naturally and began working his shoulders.
“Good work.” Li Ancheng smiled.
He turned his palm over, and a ring sat in it.
He took Alpha’s hand and slipped it gently onto her slender, pale finger.
“There are weapons inside for you, and a few other things.
Anything important, you can keep it in there from now on.” Alpha went still.
The moment the ring settled onto her finger, a strange connection surfaced in her mind, quiet but unmistakable.
Her hand still held in his, she tilted her head up and asked, voice soft.
“Brother…
can Alpha hug you?” Li Ancheng smiled and drew her into his arms.
Alpha closed her eyes and let herself enjoy it.
This was the person who had given her a second life.
Only now she felt a small, quiet regret.
She shouldn’t have called him brother from the start.
“Master.” Rurikawa Tsubaki walked over at an unhurried pace, lifted her skirt, and curtsied.
“Kuoh Fusion University is divided into 2 departments: the Supernatural Studies Department and the Literature Department.
You’ve been placed in Class A of the Supernatural Studies Department.” “Today is Sunday.
Formal enrollment begins tomorrow.
Is there anything you’d like me to go prepare in the meantime?” Li Ancheng flicked the black card toward her.
“Take Karen and go spend some money.
Buy whatever catches your eye.
Household expenses are yours to manage from here on.” Rurikawa Tsubaki caught it quickly.
A flush rose to her cheeks, and she dropped her voice.
“Thank you, Master…
Karen told me everything.” “So it was your favor that made my body feel this…
comfortable.” “I’ll serve you even more carefully from now on.” Li Ancheng glanced down at Alpha, still nestled against his side, then let his gaze drift to Rurikawa Tsubaki’s faintly reddened cheek.
The corner of his mouth curved.
He lifted one finger and tapped the corner of his own lips.
Rurikawa Tsubaki tucked the card away and stepped forward slowly.
She rose on her toes.
Her warm breath passed over his jaw first, and then a kiss landed at the corner of his mouth.
“Go on.
And leave the maid outfit at home once you’re out the door.” Li Ancheng smiled and ruffled her hair.
“Yes, Master.” After Rurikawa Tsubaki left, Alpha tilted her head back to look at him.
“Brother, I’m the head steward, right?
What about those two younger sisters?” Those two younger sisters.
Li Ancheng couldn’t help but laugh.
As expected of the organization’s former commander.
She had already placed herself above the others without even thinking about it.
“Your position is second only to mine.” The words had barely left his mouth.
He turned his gaze toward Kuoh Park.
His hand closed.
A flyer printed with a red magic circle appeared between his fingers.
“Alpha, I have a task for you.
Expanding the Demon Court can wait until you’re done.” “Understood, Brother.” Shortly after.
Li Ancheng’s figure appeared above a village.
At the entrance, a blonde girl in a nun’s habit walked out, a suitcase in each hand.
She took a step, glanced back.
Took another, glanced back again.
Her eyes kept drifting toward the church.
Asia Argento.
Li Ancheng smiled inwardly.
The next second.
THUD!
A soft sound.
Asia’s foot slipped on the wet mud and she went down, suitcase tumbling away to the side.
Li Ancheng stared.
A completely flat surface, and she still fell that cleanly?
Asia pressed her hands to the ground and started to push herself up.
Then her whole body lifted, held by something gentle and steady, rising slowly into the air.
The Lord?!
It had to be the Lord!
He believed she was no heretic witch, so He had sent an emissary to save her!
The shock lasted only a heartbeat.
She snapped her eyes shut, clasped both hands tight against her chest, and murmured a prayer.
“Pater noster…” “You believe God gave you these hands to heal the suffering of the world.
That’s it, isn’t it?” A quiet voice reached her ear.
Asia slowly opened her eyes and found herself looking into a pair of gentle ones.
A young man stood before her, posture straight and calm.
Her breath caught.
Her voice came out trembling.
“A-are you an emissary sent by the Lord…?” How else would he know her faith?
How else would he know what she could do?
Demon or human, it didn’t matter.
If there was pain, she wanted to heal it.
That had always been all she wanted.
And the Church had called that heresy.
Li Ancheng’s gaze shifted.
Through the fabric, he saw the bruises clearly.
Her arms.
Her legs.
Marks left by the Church’s punishment.
He raised his hand and brushed it lightly through the air.
Asia felt it immediately.
A warmth moved through her body like a current.
The aches vanished.
The sharp sting of old wounds disappeared.
Where the bruises had been, there was nothing.
Not a single trace.
She raised a hand to her arm without thinking.
Her fingertips trembled.
Her eyes couldn’t hold what they were seeing.
This power was a hundredfold beyond her own.
A thousandfold.
So warm.
Li Ancheng watched her stunned face and smiled.
“My name is Li Ancheng.
Just a person.
A person who builds stages.” “A person…
who builds stages?” Asia looked at him, lost.
Li Ancheng nodded.
A light tap of his finger, and her suitcase drifted to her side, the mud washing away from it clean.
“Your healing power was never heresy.
It’s yours.
A gift that belongs only to you.” “You don’t need to wander, wondering where to go.
I’ll arrange everything.
I’ll give you a place where you can heal people without fear.” “And from now on, no one will punish you for your ability.
No one will drive you away.” “So.
Will you come with me?” Asia looked at him for a long moment.
The confusion in her eyes slowly drained away, replaced by something fragile and hopeful.
She pressed her hands together and bowed deeply, her blonde hair spilling forward to hide the redness gathering at the corners of her eyes.
“Mr.
Ancheng…
if you’re willing to take me in…
I’ll go with you!” “Then let’s go.
I’ll take you home right now.” Li Ancheng smiled and ruffled Asia’s hair.
Just as Alpha had said, this fused world was not a peaceful place.
But with a healer at his side, many things ahead would no longer need his personal attention.
He was about to leave with Asia when his phone buzzed.
BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ.
He answered it, and Karen’s voice came through in a rush.
“M-Master…
um…
Tsubaki-senpai, she…
she seems to have beaten someone to death…
can you please come…!” …
A short while later, Li Ancheng arrived at the commercial street with Asia in tow.
They were still a distance away when he spotted the crowd gathered outside a clothing store.
He exhaled and walked over.
“Master!” Karen’s face lit up.
She jogged to his side and pointed at a young man flat on the ground.
“It’s him!
He tried to flirt with Tsubaki-senpai…
and Tsubaki-senpai just waved her hand to push him off, and he— he just fell and didn’t move!” Li Ancheng looked where she was pointing.
His expression went a little odd.
That person on the ground.
Wasn’t that one of the ACG world’s Four Great Scumbags, the one with the notorious reputation?
Itou Makoto.
[Oi!
Pouring one out for Makoto |/] Li Ancheng took a look at Rurikawa Tsubaki, who stood there looking helpless, and smoothly lifted the suitcase out of Asia’s hand.
“Asia, can you handle this?” Asia nodded immediately, trotted over, and knelt beside Itou Makoto.
Both hands settled gently on his chest.
Her eyes closed.
“Pater noster…” Soft green light bloomed from her palms.
Less than 3 minutes.
“Cough— cough cough!” Itou Makoto rubbed the back of his head and sat up, looking thoroughly bewildered.
“Oh my god!” “He’s alive!
Is she a saint?!” The crowd erupted.
Asia stood up, face red, and retreated behind Li Ancheng.
“Um…
he just fainted, that’s all…” Then Li Ancheng felt it.
A gaze from somewhere in the crowd, different from the rest.
His divine sense spread in an instant.
The corner of his mouth lifted.
The Breast Dragon Emperor.
And beside him, his first love, Amano Yuuma.
That fallen angel had already found Asia with her eyes.
[Image: Just noting upfront — this is the one character I won’t be adding to the collection.
In the source material she’s faking it, but here, she can grow into something genuine later on.] ➤ Next: The Fallen Angel Reveals Herself — The Great Battle Is About to Erupt