Chapter 71: The Incurable Younger Sister Complex

Fang Cheng hadn’t expected Kanzaki Rin’s sense of smell to be as sharp as a dog’s.

He stretched his hands toward her chest. “Let me check if that’s real.”

Kanzaki Rin froze. “Stop! What are you doing?!”

“Don’t they say women with large chests lack brains? Yours is huge, yet you’re still clever!”

Kanzaki Rin stared in disbelief before sneering. “You claim to support gender equality yet spout such outdated stereotypes?”

“Oh? Finally embracing feminism now?”

Fang Cheng rubbed his chin. “True, the ‘large chest, no brains’ idea is nonsense. The only way yours is both big and smart is… padding? Let me verify.”

Kanzaki Rin seethed, baffled by his lingering thoughts about her charm and constant attempts to grope it.

“Touch me, and I’ll never treat you to grilled meat again!”

Fang Cheng halted his mischievous hands, then lifted his shirt to flex his pecs. “What if I let you touch mine? How many meals would that earn me?”

Kanzaki Rin gave up trying to follow his chaotic logic.

She inhaled sharply. “Stop dodging. Answer me—can you gain power from monster corpses?”

Fang Cheng avoided a direct reply. “What if I refuse?”

Kanzaki Rin’s breathing grew labored, her pinned position straining her.

“Your secrecy hinders my battle plan!”

“Then guess.”

“……”

Done with his antics, Kanzaki Rin snapped, “Let. Me. Go.”

She lay facedown, hands twisted behind her, while Fang Cheng sat on her hips—a hold maintained since their fight ended.

Her natural large chest and restrained arms made breathing increasingly difficult.

Fang Cheng grinned. “What if you attack me afterward?”

*Who’s attacking whom? My rear’s bruised from your hits!*

Humiliated by defeat, Kanzaki Rin gritted out, “I’ll… drop the Morishita matter.”

“What’s the Morishita family to me? Some righteous soul probably wiped out those scum.”

Fang Cheng stood, brushing off his clothes. “Tell your government not to waste taxes investigating trash.”

Kanzaki Rin rose silently, smoothing her rumpled clothes. Neither revisited her question—Fang Cheng’s silence confirmed his gains from monsters, and she knew better than to pry.

“Oh, one more thing.” Fang Cheng added casually, “Morishita Yamato’s been trying to sic monsters on me. Too cowardly for that himself—maybe someone hypnotized him into being troublesome.”

Kanzaki Rin’s expression turned serious. She knew this must be the clues Fang Cheng had forced from Morishita Yamato last night. Combined with the recent anonymous informant, someone was clearly targeting Fang Cheng behind the scenes. A vague face flashed through Kanzaki Rin’s mind as she murmured, “Hypnosis abilities are common enough. I’ll investigate when I have time.”

Fang Cheng showed open skepticism about her surveillance skills. “Are you even capable? You found nothing about the informant’s identity last time, nor about Uka Mirai.”

Kanzaki Rin retorted sharply, “What, you think I’m some Grim Reaper elementary school boy? I’m just a regular intern.”

Fang Cheng flipped her the middle finger. “Then how come you investigated me so thoroughly? Wherever I went, you tracked me down!”

“Uh…”

Kanzaki Rin choked on her words. Should she admit Fang Cheng was just exceptionally easy to investigate?

“I get it. You’re obsessed with me, right? Maybe I should make some self-sacrifice to satisfy you, so you’ll stop stalking me every day.”

“Piss off!”

…

While Fang Cheng and Kanzaki Rin were locked in melee, Aoki Yusuke arrived at an abandoned village in the suburbs.

After parking, he put on a mask and sunglasses, adjusted his voice modulator, and inserted shoe lifts. Completing his disguise, Aoki Yusuke entered the crumbling settlement.

Weeds choked both sides of the cracked road. Vines engulfed derelict buildings whose hollow doorways and windows revealed only darkness, giving the place a haunted appearance.

Aoki Yusuke disliked this intensely green environment – he’d recently developed a visceral hatred for the color. Though once home to vagrants, the village had been cleaned out to become a monster’s nest.

The knowledge that he’d essentially cultivated this monster himself lifted Aoki Yusuke’s mood, making his steps lighter.

At the village center stood a large walled courtyard with gardens – a former landlord’s residence still structurally sound. Using his key, Aoki Yusuke entered to find a pale, ethereal beauty sitting in the sunlight.

The girl’s fragile body seemed ready to collapse in a breeze. Her vacant eyes stared fixedly at nothing, ignoring Aoki Yusuke’s arrival.

This was Nishitani Kyohei’s sister. Aoki Yusuke recalled evacuating Nishitani Kyohei – the fool had insisted on bringing his sister while letting their parents get bitten to death.

Hopeless younger sister complex.

Smirking internally, Aoki Yusuke entered the main house. Inside, Nishitani Kyohei was testing new abilities – a crimson wolf paced the room with animalistic grace.

This marked Nishitani Kyohei’s third ability, gained from hunting his second kin. Having consumed two vampires, he’d surpassed fledgling status. One more would make him a true immortal vampire, heart no longer vulnerable.

“Ready to take action?”

At Nishitani Kyohei’s gesture, the wolf bounded over, nuzzling his leg. Though imperfect (days earlier he’d only managed a rat), the creature showed terrifying progress.

A pervert, yet undeniably a monstrous genius.

“No, let’s hold off for now.”

Aoki Yusuke slowly lowered himself into a seat. His cooperation deal with Nishitani Kyohei involved tracking other vampires and planning hunts and cleanups for the unstable man. In return, Nishitani eliminated problematic targets for him.

Nishitani Kyohei grinned, his mood shifting like summer weather. “Thought you said some vampire’s been bothering you? Shouldn’t we crush him fast? Or you scheming something?”

The skepticism in Nishitani’s tone forced Aoki to explain. “The original plan stands, but the Countermeasures Department deployed God’s Brush against vampires. You know him. Cross his path and you’re dead meat. Stay put here – no city trips until this blows over.”

“Legendary doujin artist? Please, I used to jerk off to his comics!” Nishitani’s laughter died as quickly as it came, face twisting with irritation. “How long’s this gonna take? Drag your feet and I’ll snack on you instead.”

Aoki kept his voice steady. “God’s Brush won’t waste time hunting insects like you. Just help me eliminate that nuisance quickly.”

“Name?”

“Fang Cheng!”

“Fucking weird name. Hurry up – this shithole’s boring me to death.”

“Your sister’s company not enough?”

The wolf at Nishitani’s feet morphed into an arm-thick serpent. Before Aoki could blink, the snake coiled around his neck, fanged jaws gaping inches from his face.

Nishitani’s eyes turned glacial. “You eyeing my Yami?”

“Just a joke.” Aoki didn’t twitch a muscle. “Wouldn’t touch your sister.”

“Jokes about my angel get you eaten.” Nishitani’s mouth stretched unnaturally wide, crimson eyes bleeding into black voids. The stench of slaughterhouse blood filled the air. “Plot against me and I’ll devour every last scrap of you.”

Aoki’s knuckles whitened. He nodded stiffly, features hidden behind mask and sunglasses.

…

Miles from the village, Aoki tore off his disguise. Sweat dripped down his trembling face. “Fucking psychos! All of them!” He hammered the steering wheel. “Threaten me? I’ll feed you and your precious sister to hell!”

His rage spent, bitter laughter escaped him. “Madness, making deals with monsters.”

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Gazing at the stormy sky, he whispered, “Rin… you’d understand, wouldn’t you?”