Chapter 83: Hogging the Credit, Shameless

Although the true form of the evil god was terrifying, these entities usually manifested as projections of varying strength.

Even so, the danger remained high. Whenever a projection appeared, the Countermeasures Department would dispatch multiple official members to handle it—interns weren’t permitted to participate.

This was precisely Kanzaki Rin’s dilemma.

As an intern, taking out an evil god’s projection would be an extraordinary achievement, far surpassing her previous kills of vampires and monsters. But who would believe such a claim?

It’d be like a neighborhood patrol officer suddenly claiming they’d single-handedly dismantled an international crime syndicate. Were they filming a superhero movie here?

If Kanzaki Rin reported solo combat against an evil god, she’d face suspicion and surveillance rather than praise. Since Fang Cheng’s identity couldn’t be revealed, she needed allies to share the scrutiny.

After hearing her explanation, Fang Cheng stroked his chin thoughtfully. “Wait—when you turn in those monster corpses for credit, do you get cash rewards?”

Kanzaki Rin: …

She pressed a hand to her forehead, her growing headache mirroring her inability to follow Fang Cheng’s train of thought.

“Well? Any rewards?” he persisted.

“I’m solving a crisis here,” she snapped, “and you’re asking about money?”

“So there is money?”

“This isn’t the time!”

“Changing the subject? Feeling guilty?”

“Get lost!”

As Kanzaki Rin’s temper flared, Fang Cheng retreated with the car keys. Just as she began to relax, her phone buzzed with his message:

【Hogging the rewards, shameless! >:(】

Her grip tightened on the device until the screen creaked. Three steadying breaths later, she still wanted to strangle someone.

There were modest rewards, true, but their agreement was clear—Fang Cheng claimed mysterious benefits from the corpses while she exchanged them for career achievements (which technically included monetary compensation). Yet this bastard still had the gall to complain, despite freeloading off her resources!

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Noticing Sato Hayato peeking at her, Kanzaki Rin barked, “Eyes forward! Squat!” The boy immediately dropped into a crouch, hands clasped behind his head.

She stared at her phone, hesitated, then called Kamikawa Takumi. She’d always maintained distance from her half-brother, but tonight required his influence.

Abandoning this achievement wasn’t an option—without it, reaching the Countermeasures Department’s middle management would take decades. Biting her lip, she pressed the call button.

The phone connected quickly, and Kamikawa Takumi’s cheerful voice came through: “Rin-chan, it’s rare for you to call me! What’s up?”

Kanzaki Rin felt a pang of guilt. Though irresponsible, Kamikawa Takumi had always cared for her like a proper brother.

Yet her personal circumstances forced her to distance herself from this last remaining relative.

Hearing his voice now brought unexpected warmth to her heart, making her lips curl into a faint smile.

Before she could speak, an embarrassingly suggestive woman’s moan blasted from the phone.

Kamikawa Takumi yelped “Whoa!” followed by frantic clattering noises.

After several seconds, his voice returned:

“Rin-chan! This isn’t what it looks like! I wasn’t doing anything weird…”

*Click*

Kanzaki Rin hung up without changing expression, her earlier guilt directly drifting away with the wind.

She suddenly remembered – the vajra still hadn’t been retrieved from Fang Cheng.

That bastard had clearly provoked her to drain her energy and make her forget about it.

“Tch.”

After staring blankly for a moment, she sighed deeply. Life felt exhausting and utterly meaningless.

What cosmic debt had she incurred in her past life to deserve meeting two such punchable men?

—

Kamikawa Takumi raced to the fourth floor.

He needed to salvage his little sister’s opinion before she branded him a phone-answering pervert mid-act.

Unaware he’d brushed past his idol, Sato Hayato underwent routine questioning by Countermeasures Department agents. Following Kanzaki Rin’s warning, he never mentioned Fang Cheng.

Reunited with his family at the Department’s entrance, Sato Mai shouted:

“You bastard! Couldn’t you wait till morning to buy soy sauce?”

Sato Hayato bowed. “Sorry Mai. I worried you.”

“Hmph! Who’d worry about a dummy like you?” She turned away, puffy eyes betraying recent tears.

Their parents smiled tearfully nearby – few missing persons returned safely these days.

Across the street’s shadows stood a woman with curves lewd enough to entice Fang Cheng. Watching the family reunion, she answered her ringing phone:

“Confirmed. By my arrival, High Priest Shiraishi and two acolytes had already martyred themselves. May their souls enter paradise and bask in eternal happiness.”

“Let’s set revenge aside for now. I’m standing right outside the Countermeasures Department. Guess what I found?”

The woman stared intently at Sato Mai, eyes gleaming as her crimson tongue moistened red lips. “A fresh sacred seed.”

Sato Mai shuddered suddenly while entering her car.

She glanced around but found nothing unusual, then ducked inside at her mother’s insistence.

Meanwhile, Fang Cheng had returned home in Kanzaki Rin’s car.

After hiding the vajra carefully, he showered, changed clothes, and settled before his computer.

Tonight’s gains included three abilities: reading and translation skills for cultural work, plus Spirit Vision letting him see spiritual entities without equipment.

Though pleased with these, they felt meager compared to the night’s deadly risks.

He searched online about Blissful faith for over two hours.

Pouring tea afterward, Fang Cheng gazed through his window at the night scenery, digesting what he’d learned.

Before being branded a cult, Blissful faith spread fast by adapting to trends. They used different methods for each age group:

Cards/toys for kids, missionary small yellow books for teens selling well at comic events.

Job help and loans for young men, counseling for middle-aged men, elderly care services.

They even promoted paradise through online beautiful girl idols using singing and fan events, making fans act like they were hooked.

Rumors said they planned animations and movies next. They might’ve become a major religion if not for the inevitable cult behavior – scandals and atrocities emerged as they grew.

After government oppression forced them underground, their Life Force persisted. Fang Cheng knew more horrors lurked beyond public documents.

Asaka Akihime’s gentle smile flashed through his mind. He drained his tea and slept.

Next morning at school, Fang Cheng found Sato Hayato in class sporting bruised panda eyes.

“Sato,” he blurted, “did Kanzaki beat you after I left?”

Sato Hayato turned, resentment burning in his swollen eyes.

“Fang Cheng. This is your fault.”