A journey through the underworld, starting from the Tsubakihara family.

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As a teacher at Kyoto's top high school, Kitakawa Miwa is quite capable; she is a third-tier ability user.

In this world, cultivation levels are divided into nine ranks: rank one is entry level, rank two is minor mastery level, and rank three can be considered minor expert level.

The fourth, fifth, and sixth ranks are realms that only the most exceptional individuals can reach.

Morishita Wataru suddenly raised his head, his face contorted in a ferocious expression, his eyes bulging out, and Shirakawa Miwa could even see the blood vessels in them. He shouted, "Hypnosis!"

At the same time, he pressed his phone, and an invisible light emanated, enveloping the entire rooftop.

Once the hypnosis app is activated, it releases a hypnotic barrier, enslaving everyone within it.

This is also the source of Morishita Wataru's confidence to take action against Shirakawa Miwa. After all, barriers and domains are abilities that only mid-level ability users can possibly comprehend.

（1至3阶为低阶异能者，4至6阶为中阶，7至9阶为高阶）

Outside the barrier, the sun shone brightly, but inside, the rooftop was a somber gray, much like Morishita Wataru's inner state.

Miwa Shirakawa's hands hung limply at her sides, her eyes lifeless, like a puppet on strings.

Morishita Wataru laughed heartily. He was going to thoroughly ravage Shirakawa Miwa, making sure she could never leave him for the rest of her life.

With a "bang," the rooftop door was violently kicked open, and a handsome figure appeared in the smoke—it was Makoto Jingu.

"Looks like I've arrived just in time!"

Huh? Morishita Wataru turned to look at the doorway: "Who are you? How did you get in?"

Before he could finish speaking, a fist the size of a sandbag came flying at him.

Morishita Wataru's vision went black as a sharp pain shot straight to his brain.

With this immense force, he was sent flying and crashed into the rooftop railing.

The phone slipped from his hand, spun a few times in the air, and then crashed heavily to the ground, shattering into pieces.

The invisible barrier shattered like a mirror, and the hypnotized Shirakawa Miwa's body went limp, about to collapse to the ground.

Jingu Makoto quickly stepped forward to support her, his arms filled with her soft, fragrant body. From this angle, he could see two enormous headlights, truly a sight to behold: peaks rising like mountains, waves crashing like fury!

"Ouch—it hurts, it hurts so much!!!"

Morishita Shibu gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand up despite the pain. He opened his eyes, which were swollen and bruised from the beating, and felt as if countless stars were twinkling before his eyes, and his eardrums were buzzing.

He shook his head to clear his vision, and saw Jingu Makoto embracing Shirakawa Miwa.

"Ahhh, don't touch Miwa! Let her go, Ami!"

Morishita Wataru's eyes suddenly turned bloodshot, as if he had seen a bull with a red cloth on it, and he seemed to be going a little crazy.

No, the way you're doing this makes me look like the blond guy and you're the victim, it's like the heavens are reversed.

Jingu Makoto was a little speechless, then gave Shirakawa Miwa a slightly provocative hug.

"Ahhh!" Morishita Wataru looked at the handsome man with jealousy, knowing that he had never even touched Miwa.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he was panting heavily when he pulled a knife out of his pocket.

He originally intended to use this knife to protect himself from the drunkard Lao Deng, but he never expected it to come in handy today.

Spiritual energy flowed beneath his feet, forming wisps of breeze. Driven by the wind, he charged straight towards Shingu Makoto.

At this moment, Kitagawa Miwa, who was in Jingu Makoto's arms, gradually woke up. Her memories were somewhat confused. She opened her eyes groggily and saw Morishita Wataru rushing towards her with a knife. She immediately screamed, "Watch out!"

"Shut up!" Jingu Makoto shouted. He easily dodged Morishita's charge with a turn, and then delivered a precise flying kick, hitting him squarely in the groin.

A sound of an egg shattering followed by a scream rang out – a fatal chicken kill!

Jingu Makoto put Shirakawa Miwa down, then looked at Morishita Wataru with icy eyes, as if he were looking at a dead person.

He slowly turned his neck, and his cervical vertebrae made a cracking sound that made your teeth ache; he pressed his five fingers backward one by one, and his knuckles exploded with a sound like firecrackers.

"Yamete, don't come any closer!" Morishita Wataru looked at Jingu Makoto in terror, suppressing his heartache, and then scrambled towards the rooftop entrance on all fours.

Before he could finish speaking, Makoto Jingu suddenly vanished from his spot, and the next second, he was already standing in front of Wataru Morishita.

"Eurah!"

The first punch landed on Morishita's abdomen with a whooshing sound, the force of which lifted Morishita's feet off the ground.

"Ola Ola Ola!"

The continuous punches pounded on him like a pile driver, and Morishita Wataru's body was forced back like a rag doll, each punch accompanied by the dull thud of breaking ribs.

Blood gushed from his mouth, tracing a gruesome arc in the air.

"Whoa-!"

Morishita Wataru let out a scream that sounded inhuman, his face covered in snot, tears, and blood.

His back slammed heavily against the rooftop railing, the metal bars groaning under the strain.

He then slid off the fence like a puppet with its strings cut, collapsed to the ground, and finally stopped breathing.

Jingu Makoto's eyes didn't show much emotion; the moment Morishita Wataru raised his sword, he became the enemy.

He was always ruthless towards his enemies.

Moreover, this guy could get inside to operate a sewing machine just by using forbidden magic like hypnosis, not to mention other actions such as attempting murder.

Just as Makoto Jingu turned around to check on Miwa Shirakawa, a soft body bumped into his arms.

"Jingu-kun, are you alright?"

Chapter 5: Mr. Shirakawa, who was affected

Her voluptuous figure carried Jingu Makoto to sit on the ground.

The visitor was none other than Shirakawa Miwa.

She asked with concern while checking Jingu Makoto's body for any injuries.

As for Morishita Wataru lying dead to the side, she didn't even bother to glance at him.

Jingu Makoto looked at this silly teacher with a bit of amusement: "Shirakawa-sensei, I'm fine. But you, teacher, did you experience any aftereffects after the hypnosis?"

"Me? I was a little dizzy at first, and then my memory was a bit muddled, but that's about it," Shirakawa Miwa replied while continuing the examination.

As her benefactor, she had to touch it thoroughly to make sure there were no problems before she could feel at ease.

However, what Jingu Makoto didn't notice was that a pink light flashed in Shirakawa Miwa's eyes.

As she touched it, Shirakawa Miwa realized that she seemed to have touched something she shouldn't have.

At first, she didn't realize it and even instinctively scratched it a couple of times.

It wasn't until it transformed into a thick, long imperial sword that Shirakawa Miwa realized what was happening.

As for Makoto Jingu, he gasped in shock. "Woman, where are your hands?"

Shirakawa Miwa gripped the longsword, her cheeks flushed, and that size…

Although she was conservative, she had watched a few short videos, and Jingu's was even more exaggerated than those in the short videos!

Shirakawa Miwa swallowed hard, her mind completely blank, her hands gripping the blazing longsword, showing no intention of letting go.

It's so hot and warm, I really want to put it in my life's passageway!

Wait, what am I thinking? It's so big, it's going to burst!

Shirakawa Miwa shook her head, intending to banish those chaotic thoughts from her mind.

However, a seductive voice surfaced in her mind: "Indulge! Enjoy yourself!"

The voice was like magic, and the desires in my heart exploded like a fire doused with hot oil.

A crimson hue gradually appeared in Shirakawa Miwa's eyes, turning them pink, and a tiny heart strangely appeared within them.

Jingu Makoto also sensed something was wrong. According to the normal plot, Shirakawa-sensei would either scream and let go like a little girl, or pretend not to know and let go.

Why are you holding on like that?

"Teacher Baihe, um..."

An abnormal, immense force surged through her, causing Shirakawa Miwa's face to flush red. With one hand, she pressed Jingu Makoto to the ground, while her other hand reached in and grasped the blazing longsword.

"Hehe, Cheng-kun, you're so hard, it must be painful for you. Let your teacher help you~"

As she began to work faster, Lieyan Hongchun leaned right next to her.

The slender red snake was very agile and slipped right in. Shingu Makoto was not to be outdone and retaliated.

The two red snakes were intertwined, neither giving way to the other.

While fighting, Makoto Jingu was searching for a solution.

Some might ask, why not just knock them out?

Well, firstly, his greatsword was still in the other person's hands, and secondly, he wasn't sure if knocking him unconscious would have any effect on Mr. Baihe's health.

After browsing through the system panel, Makoto Jingu discovered the problem: he had the ability to be immune to negative effects, but it only worked on himself.

Title: Messenger of Justice (No Rank)

Effect: Wearing this title grants the host complete immunity to malevolent abilities such as hypnosis, intelligence-reducing auras, and consciousness manipulation.

It was thanks to this that Makoto Jingu was able to successfully break through the barrier and save Miwa Shirakawa.

Just as Jingu Makoto was at his wit's end, the system's mechanical voice came like heavenly music.

"Ding ding, congratulations to the host for successfully defeating Morishita Wataru and preventing the girls from falling into his clutches."

[Reward obtained: Skill: Guardian Angel (Low-level)]

Effect: Can be used on a member of the opposite sex with whom the host has already had a deep conversation. After use, a protective pattern will be engraved on the lower abdomen of the member of the opposite sex.

After that, if any evil person appears within 100 meters of the protected person, the host will receive a warning and can choose whether to teleport to the protected person's side.

The host can also choose to share an ability with the protected person.

Current number of protected individuals: 0/10

Currently selectable protector: Shirakawa Miwa, progress bar: 0%

There's always a way out. Jingu Makoto looked excitedly at the six words "sharing a power," which solved his current problem.

Moreover, this ability is incredibly useful!

From now on, if he needs to go out, he will no longer have to worry about the safety of the people around him.

But was the in-depth conversation what he thought it was?

It seems this is the only way. If I don't go to hell, who will?

Coming to his senses, Mr. Shirakawa was no longer satisfied with a simple snake kiss. His nimble fingers untied Makoto Jingu's school uniform and left red marks on his muscular body.

Finally, she looked at the blazing longsword and cupped her two snow-capped peaks in her hands.

Then he clamped down on Makoto Jingu's greatsword.

Hiss~, a warm, smooth touch came over him, and Makoto Jingu couldn't help but let out a sound.

Fearing that someone might come in and witness this absurd scene, he used magic to completely shield the rooftop.

However, although Shirakawa-sensei's canyon is very deep, Jingu Makoto's greatsword is not to be outdone.

Finally, the longsword cleaved through the deep canyon, revealing its tip.

Jingu Makoto, victory!

Seeing this, Shirakawa Miwa smiled charmingly, and with her delicate tongue, she spit out some fragrant saliva, which dripped onto the tip of the sword.

Then, with its gaping maw, it swallowed it whole.

The smooth mountain walls on both sides of the canyon began to rub against each other.

The masculine scent made Shirakawa Miwa feel dizzy.

It's absolutely irresistible!

She used every trick in the book, including sucking, licking, and licking, following the techniques in the short videos.

Although she was a bit inexperienced and scratches happened from time to time, it was precisely this new beauty that gave Jingu Makoto a unique charm.

As time passed, Shirakawa Miwa suddenly trembled and then clung tightly to the sharp sword.

Jingu Makoto straightened his back, accompanied by a low roar. Scorching magma erupted from the volcano.