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I heard in my early years that there was a secret manual in China called the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual. After hearing about this martial art, I suddenly understood and created a unique fist technique called "Lust Shattering". The process of performing it is to use all my strength to strike my sinful place in order to achieve the state of desire dissipation and mind purity.

Simply put, if you don't know how to control size, I do know a little bit of martial arts.

Hayakawa's expression was indifferent as he looked down at the space between his legs. Under his cold gaze, the previously restless area felt threatened and quickly calmed down, as if nothing had happened.

"H-how...how is it?"

At this moment, Gu Qiao suddenly stammered, "Is it because I have too much fat?"

"Uh…"

Hayakawa hesitated for a moment, looking Furuhashi up and down, frowning as he pondered for a long time, somewhat confused.

With his desires dissipated, Hayakawa was sharp-witted and had keen eyesight. However, he couldn't quite place where Furuhashi had gotten fat. In fact, looking at her belly alone, Hayakawa thought it was a bit too big. He should eat more healthy food to nourish himself, otherwise he might go into shock under his intense study schedule.

No wonder I always feel sleepy when I study; it turns out I'm malnourished.

Hayakawa thought so, but Furuhashi spoke so firmly, even going so far as to ask him to examine himself, which made Hayakawa doubt his own judgment.

"Um…"

Hayakawa hesitated for a moment, then reached out and pinched it to see if there really was any excess fat.

"what!"

Fumino Furuhashi immediately let out a scream, her eyes wide open.

Hayakawa was startled: "Does it hurt? I didn't use any force!"

"no,"

Gu Qiao stammered, "It's just a little itchy."

Hayakawa was speechless: "Then why are you shouting..."

"Are you scared? Hurry up."

Fumino Furuhashi pouted and said something, then quickly urged him on.

"Ah."

Hayakawa withdrew his gaze, looking solemnly at the snow-white object before him. With an extremely serious experimental spirit, he kneaded and pinched it for a long time, and even took multiple samples in a very serious manner, finally drawing a conclusion.

Hayakawa said, "I'm not fat at all."

Fumino Furuhashi's face flushed red from being touched, and upon hearing Hayakawa's words, she instinctively retorted, "But I weighed myself last night..."

"The scale is broken,"

Hayakawa interrupted, "Or maybe you've grown taller, so your weight has naturally increased as well."

"Eh…"

Upon hearing this, Fumino Furuhashi was overjoyed. Although her height was already quite good among girls her age, she still hoped to be a little taller. She personally admired tall, slender beauties, like Kirisu-sensei.

"How could someone grow taller so suddenly..."

Fumino Furuhashi whispered, but her tone had softened completely, and there was a hint of smugness in her voice.

"call…"

Hayakawa breathed a sigh of relief; finally, this boring matter was over, and now he could finally begin studying…

Hayakawa's gaze shifted to Fumino Furuhashi's lower abdomen, her brows furrowing slightly, her eyes flickering slightly.

The exquisite touch of its texture, like brocade or silk, and the snow-white, rounded beauty that resembled an ivory carving, created an indescribable, pure allure. This allure was different from the blood-pumping desires displayed by other sensual parts; it was a heart-stirring thrill. In particular, the faintly emanating sweet aroma, which seemed to whet one's appetite, aroused a strange desire in Hayakawa's heart.

Lick it? Lick it? Lick it?

Hayakawa looked up at Furuhashi, only to find that Furuhashi was also looking down at him, her face like a burning cloud, her clean and pure hair shimmering with a purple light in the dazzling sunlight.

"Don't…"

Fumino Furuhashi's eyes seemed to hold a glimmer of light that pierced the night sky, filled with a unique emotion. She parted her pink lips as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she turned her head away and said in a voice barely audible, "How was it..."

What's up?

Hayakawa was bewildered, and then, in the next moment, he used up all the emotional intelligence he had accumulated in the first half of his life to realize that Furuhashi Fumino wanted to ask how her stomach felt.

"..."

In an instant, Hayakawa felt the sunlight so bright that he was dizzy and disoriented, his mind reeling. As if possessed, or perhaps following his heart, he uttered those words softly.

"Can I take a bite?"

Chapter Seventy-Eight: God is Dead…

"Can I take a bite?"

Upon hearing this, Fumino Furuhashi's face momentarily went blank, her brows furrowing slightly as she fell into deep thought.

Why did you bite my stomach all of a sudden?

I was asking Hayakawa how my stomach was, wasn't I? Why did he suddenly try to bite my stomach? What does this mean?

Gu Qiao tilted his head, completely baffled by the logical connection.

However, the next moment, the girl's powerful associative abilities came into play. A flash of inspiration struck her, and she came up with a concise equation that resolved her doubts.

Want to bite my belly = My belly tastes delicious = ...

I have a lot of fat on my stomach.

Fumino Furuhashi: "..."

In an instant, Fumino Furuhashi's eyes turned into two empty black mists, her face ashen like a flower about to wither, losing all vitality and becoming a wisp of ethereal dust in the world.

"An ancient bridge?"

Hayakawa paused, then asked cautiously.

"Hayakawa-san..."

Fumino Furuhashi lowered her head slightly and murmured, "God is dead..."

"An ancient bridge!"

Hayakawa rushed over, grabbed Furuhashi's shoulders, and shook him frantically: "Cheer up!"

"Ah... I'm dying~"

Furuhashi's eyes were lifeless, and his body swayed erratically with Hayakawa's movements like a corpse, but he didn't react at all.

"Don't die yet!"

Hayakawa, his expression contorted with rage, shook her shoulders violently and shouted urgently, "You can take an exam with me first before you die!"

"I am back."

Suddenly, the door opened, and a person wearing an udon shop uniform entered the house. Upon seeing Fumino Furuhashi and Hayakawa in the living room, Fumino was momentarily confused and uttered a puzzled "Hmm?".

She first looked at Fumino Furuhashi, only to see the girl looking utterly hopeless, half-dead, leaning back on the sofa, her eyes vacant, her clothes disheveled, looking completely at someone's mercy. Most importantly, her clothes were disheveled, revealing most of her flat, snow-white abdomen. Coupled with her ashen expression, it was as if someone had just forced her to do something bad, and now she was completely despondent.

Ogata Riju looked towards Hayakawa and saw a ferocious beast of desire gripping the girl's thin shoulders tightly. Its posture and expression were terrifying, as if it wanted to devour its prey. It looked like it was insatiable and wanted to have sex again.

Rizu Ogata: "..."

The situation was so obvious that there was no need to hesitate.

"Moshi Moshi, are you a police officer?"

Rizu Ogata took out her phone and said expressionlessly, "I have a case here."

"What are you doing!"

Hayakawa was shocked and reached out to stop him.

"I originally thought you were a good person, Hayakawa,"

Rizu Ogata put down her phone, looking at her with disdain, and said, "So she's a pervert."

"It's a misunderstanding, it has nothing to do with me."

Hayakawa released the old bridge and said, "It's all the old bridge's fault."

"Can this be blamed on Fumino?"

The disgust in Ogata Rizu's eyes was almost overflowing: "I still had to call the police."

"I already said it was a misunderstanding!!"

Hayakawa stood up and approached Ogata Riju, widening her eyes as she said, "Take a good look into my honest eyes, and you'll see how trustworthy I am!"

Ogata Riju subconsciously looked into Hayakawa's eyes, and saw a clear light shining in those bright eyes. That light was so upright, so sincere, so pure... pure hentai.

Rizu Ogata: "..."

Seeing such bright eyes from a hentai only makes me angrier.

"Don't get so close to me,"

Ogata Rizu turned her head away, her face slightly flushed, and pushed Hayakawa away, saying, "Tell me what's wrong with Fumino first."

"I do not know either."

Upon hearing this, Hayakawa's expression turned serious: "I only said I wanted to bite her stomach, and she turned into this. I have no idea why."

"We really should call the police!"

Ogata Riju's eyes instantly lost all their luster, and her phone magically reappeared in her hand as she smiled at Hayakawa.

"do not!!!"

……

It took half an afternoon to explain the situation, and it was almost time for the two girls to move out.

Just like when she arrived, Fumino Furuhashi refused Hayakawa's offer to help her pack.

"...If you don't need it, then you don't need it."

Hayakawa remembered what he had found when he sneaked into her room, and immediately expressed his understanding, then went to Ogata's room to help her tidy up.

Unlike Fumino Furuhashi, Ogata Rizu only brought a simple change of clothes and ordinary toiletries, along with study tools and textbooks. Furuhashi, on the other hand, had a huge pile of clothes and various skincare products. Hayakawa really didn't know how she brought that weighing scale.

"That's about it."

Hayakawa clapped his hands, looked at the room which had returned to its state before Ogata arrived, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Tui~"

Ogata Riju pouted, turned away from Hayakawa, and looked sulky.

"Ogata, are you still angry?"

Hayakawa said with a hint of helplessness, "I've already packed your things."

"I'm not angry."

Ogata Riju turned to Hayakawa and said something calmly, then turned back as if nothing had happened.

It would be strange if you weren't angry; your superficial skills are nowhere near as good as Gu Qiao's.

"Ugh…"

Hayakawa sighed again, lamenting his many misfortunes.

I have absolutely no idea why she's angry. Maybe it's just high school rebellion. Teenage emotions are often irrational. As the Emperor, I'm magnanimous and will tolerate it for now.

“Ogata…”

Thinking this, Hayakawa immediately put on a fawning expression and said with a dry laugh, "You and Furuhashi can come visit me sometime in the future."

Yes, the goodwill has been fully demonstrated; prostrate yourself on the ground and admire the saint's virtue.

Hayakawa thought to himself.

"Hmph! I have no reason to come here."

Ogata paused for a moment, then raised his fair and delicate chin and said arrogantly, mimicking what Hayakawa had said to him earlier.