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

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"It's you, you bastard!"

Michiko placed the soup pot on the table, then took out two hand axes and charged towards Makoto Jingu.

Unfortunately, before she could take two steps, someone grabbed the back of her collar.

Anne-Loz lifted her up with one hand and scolded her impatiently, "Michiko, what are you doing!"

“Mr. Jingu is my honored guest. You’d better apologize to him right now.”

This is her only sugar daddy right now. Who will pay for it if she gets hurt?

Reprimanded by her master, Michiko's arrogance immediately diminished.

She glared fiercely at Jingu Makoto, but finally lowered her head reluctantly and squeezed out three words through gritted teeth.

"……sorry."

Only after she finished speaking was Anne-Lorz put her down.

As soon as she landed, Michiko ran to Annerose's side, pointing at the large pot on the table with an air of pride, her tone full of confidence.

"Master, come and try it. I've improved the recipe this time, so the taste is sure to be perfect."

As Michiko spoke, she forcefully lifted the pot lid.

hiss--

A strange smell, a mixture of fishy, ​​sour, and slightly burnt odor, suddenly gushed out of the pot and quickly filled the entire living room.

Makoto Jingu reacted extremely quickly, blocking his sense of smell the moment the scent spread, while leaning back to create a safe distance.

He's starting to regret it now; he shouldn't have come during mealtime.

"Wait, wait! Michiko, what are all these things?!"

Anne-Lorze reacted even more strongly than him, jumping up from the sofa in a flash.

At the same time, all the doors and windows were opened.

The skill in his movements showed that he was a veteran of many battles.

"Master, I've been researching this for a long time. Don't you really want to try it?"

Michiko was completely unaware of the seriousness of the problem. She even picked up a ladle, scooped a spoonful of purple soup from the pot, and put it into a bowl.

A few drops accidentally splashed onto the wooden tabletop, and a wisp of white smoke even rose up, as if sulfuric acid had been added.

"You, you, you... take this thing away from me right now!" Anne-Loz shouted angrily, pointing at the bowl of biological weapon.

She turned her head and met the gaze of Jingu Makoto, whose expression held a hint of sympathy. Her pretty face immediately flushed red.

"Is this what you usually eat?"

“How could that be!” Annerose immediately retorted. “I used to have her go out and buy ready-made ones to bring back.”

"What do you mean by 'this thing'? Are you looking down on my efforts?"

Michiko overheard their conversation and was very displeased.

However, she didn't dare to lash out at Annerose, so she turned her anger on Jingu Makoto and questioned him angrily.

"Would you dare drink this yourself?" Shingu Makoto didn't hold back and retorted without any politeness.

"What's wrong with that?"

Michiko picked up the bowl of still-bubbling purple soup, tilted her head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

After finishing her drink, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and looked at Jingu Makoto provocatively.

"Look, it's all finished, isn't it?"

Ok?

Makoto Jingu was genuinely surprised this time, and he looked at Annerose in disbelief.

Anne-Loz sighed and rubbed her forehead, explaining, "Michiko doesn't need to eat, so she has no sense of taste or anything like that."

"I've finished drinking, so say something! You rude human!" Michiko urged, hands on her hips.

"You're awesome!" Makoto Shingu gave her a thumbs up.

However, he felt it necessary to correct the devilish maid's misconceptions and, incidentally, save Annerose's stomach.

"I'll cook lunch today."

Jingu Makoto stood up and glanced at the large cauldron that was still emanating an ominous aura.

"Little maid, open your eyes wide and watch carefully later to see what real cuisine is."

He turned to Anne-Lorze and asked, "There should be some normal ingredients in the kitchen, right?"

"Have."

Upon hearing that Makoto Jingu was going to cook himself, Annerose nodded repeatedly, her heart filled with anticipation.

Jingu Makoto smiled slightly and walked straight into the kitchen.

Anne-Loz immediately ordered Michiko, "Michiko, get rid of it right now!"

"Master, are you really not going to drink a single drop? I feel..."

"No!"

Michiko dejectedly picked up the pot, intending to throw it away.

Before leaving, she glanced resentfully toward the kitchen and muttered to herself.

"Hmph, I'd like to see what kind of thing you humans can make."

Inside the kitchen, Jingu Makoto looked at the fairly complete set of kitchen utensils and ingredients and silently prayed to himself.

"System, upgrade my cooking skills to master level."

-1000 points

In order to teach that devilish maid a lesson, Makoto Jingu felt that this last-minute breakthrough was necessary.

Before long, a rich and enticing aroma, completely different from what had been present, wafted out of the kitchen.

When Makoto Jingu carried plates of food out of the kitchen, Michiko, who had been sitting at the table with her arms crossed and a disdainful look on her face, suddenly widened her eyes.

"this……?"

Although Michiko herself knew nothing about cooking, she often helped Annerose buy meals from restaurants.

Judging solely from their appearance and aroma, these dishes are absolutely no less impressive than the signature dishes of any top-tier restaurant in Amitabha Plain.

"Mmm... delicious! So delicious!"

Anne-Loz couldn't wait any longer. She picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into her mouth, her eyes squinting with happiness.

As she ate, she waved to Michiko indistinctly.

"Michiko, you should try it too, and learn how to do it properly..."

Hmm, I'd love to have Jingu-kun as my personal servant...

Hearing Anne-Lost's heartfelt praise, Michiko's heart sank instantly.

Not good!

This is extremely bad!

It feels like the owner is about to be lured away by this awful human with food!

Chapter 150 Fine Wine and Massage

Damn it, I have to do something to salvage my image in my master's eyes.

Michiko suddenly stood up and, under the questioning gazes of Annerose and Makoto Jingu, rushed back to her room like a gust of wind.

A moment later, she ran out carrying several bottles of wine, her face beaming with smug satisfaction.

"Master, look! This is the secret-recipe fruit wine that Granny Noi sent last time~"

"Oh, that's it!"

Anne-Lorraine's eyes lit up instantly, even more so than when she saw the check.

She happily took the bottle, skillfully opened it, and poured herself a full glass.

The amber-colored wine swirls in the glass, releasing a rich and intoxicating fruity aroma.

A sip of fine wine, a bite of delicious food.

The witch squinted her eyes happily and let out a satisfied sigh.

"Hoo-ha... Only good food and fine wine should not be missed."

Seeing her master's expression, Michiko immediately puffed out her rather large breasts and glanced at Jingu Makoto with a smug look.

You mere humans! Only I truly understand my master!

Jingu Makoto had absolutely no interest in this childish game of vying for favor.

He's here on official business.

"Annie, wait a minute before you drink."

He interrupted the witch's hearty meal.

"Let's finish talking about this first."

If we let her keep drinking like this, we probably can forget about discussing this matter today.

"Oh?"

Anne-Loz reluctantly put down the wine bottle and chopsticks, her golden eyes filled with curiosity.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Jingu Makoto nodded and succinctly recounted Balt's situation, the plan for the full moon night, and Aishu's divination results.

Anne-Loz listened quietly, the drunkenness on her face gradually fading, and her brows furrowing.

The fact that Vajra Yaksha greatly weakens herself on the night of the full moon is her biggest secret, known to very few people around her.

But coming from Makoto Jingu, it sounded like common, irrelevant information.

However, she still had great faith in Aishu's divination abilities.

Although that woman had a terrible personality and always liked to take advantage of him, they were, after all, close friends who grew up together.

"So, you mean you want me to move to the Red Sky Tower on the night of the full moon as bait?"

Anne-Lorze grasped the core of the plan in an instant.

"Yes."

Jingu Makoto nodded.

“Barut’s target is Michiko, who is right beside you. Where you are, she is too. They will definitely gather all their forces and launch a full-scale attack on Red Sky Tower. This is a perfect opportunity to wipe them out in one fell swoop.”

Anne-Lorze stroked her chin thoughtfully.

Michiko, who was standing to the side, finally understood the whole story.

It turns out that some villains wanted to harm him, but ended up implicating his master instead.

The maid's face fell instantly. She patted her bulging chest forcefully, her voice filled with self-reproach and guilt.

"Master, it's all...it's all my fault..."

"How can I blame you?"

Anne-Loz reached out and ruffled her maid's hair, her tone as dashing as ever.

"Besides, you are my servant. I will definitely protect you."

She turned to look at Makoto Jingu, her golden eyes gleaming with powerful confidence.

"Hmph, I will make my move that day too. The Vajra Yaksha will make me extremely weak on the night of the full moon, but I haven't been completely unprepared all these years."

"That's best."

Jingu Makoto was not surprised by this; strong people always have many hidden cards.