Chapter 367

Kazuma was blank.

Anyway, he didn't see anything.

He didn't know anything about Ehuang and Nüying.

"No, nothing at all."

Hideyoshi shook his head repeatedly: "By the way, where is Kurumi?"

"Heard she also often dreams of herself in another world, and her mood hasn't been good lately, probably..."

Halfway through, Kazuma's face changed.

Holy crap.

In the Sky Curtain, Kurumi and that person were also entangled in love and hate, and even pressed Yukinoshita.

The Beast of Advancement, that loser of ten thousand generations, goes without saying...

Not good.

Gotta run!!!

Just as he was about to pull Hideyoshi and Kiyotaka to run, he saw Ayanokōji Kiyotaka had already retreated behind everyone at some point.

Looking like a small dot.

Damn, knew you weren't loyal.

Kazuma grinned, pulled the blank Hideyoshi with one hand, and electric arcs exploded in his other hand.

A sharp flying knife constructed amidst the blue electric arcs, and resentful magic power gathered in his hand.

The next moment, it was about to explode, carrying the owner's selfishness to blow up the butt of the figure in front.

Go to hell, my good brother.

Who told Kiyotaka to be so popular?

Damn it.

Kazuma's heart was bleeding.

Every time they went out, big sisters were surrounding Hideyoshi, while other young ladies were entangled with Ayanokōji Kiyotaka.

Isn't it just concealing the telekinesis magic, why did it steal the young ladies' panties every time?

Why run when you see me?

If 486 were here, he would definitely be like me, even if

The next moment.

Kazuma's train of thought snapped; in his dazed gaze, a group of three appeared at the corner of the long street.

One was a tall, flashy young man with purple spiky hair.

His conspicuous attire clearly marked him as a knight who had traveled from another world, and his aura was very strong, even a notch above the "cheater" status instilled in him by the Sky Curtain.

And the other youth...

"Ang?!!"

"Julius, let me tell you, there's a Chinese Sichuan restaurant right next to my place, and the taste is absolutely top-notch.

Spicy?

It's just a tiny bit spicy, a tough guy like you surely wouldn't mind, right? Forget about you, Ferris, eating spicy food makes it easy to get pimples."

The long street.

Natsuki Subaru had his arm draped over Ferris's shoulder, maliciously egging Julius on to try the new flavor.

Suddenly.

"Ang?"

Looking back, at the other end of the long street, his only best friend—the good brother who grew up wearing split-crotch pants—was looking at him with tears streaming down his face.

"Kazuma!"

Natsuki Subaru froze, feeling his eyes sting.

How long had it been?

He had experienced too much in other worlds, and the things he dared not recall most were his parents and friends back home.

It seemed Kazuma was the same; even that scumbag Kazuma...

Natsuki Subaru walked up, moved, preparing to hug his good brother.

The next moment.

Kazuma stepped forward, twisted his body, and revealed the hand hidden behind his back, along with a throwing knife that shot out, spinning into a streak of light amidst crackling electric arcs.

"Take your filthy hands off that beast-eared girl's shoulder, you beast—!!!!"

His face twisted with jealousy, Kazuma roared in heart-wrenching pain.

What did he see?

His best brother, his only best friend Natsuki Subaru, was actually "holding" a cute young girl.

A cute, petite "girl," with soft brown spiky hair, a clean and delicate little face, and on her head...

That was... beast ears?

A beast-eared girl!!!

Kazuma gritted his teeth until they cracked, even shedding bloody tears, and threw the flying knife with a ferocious expression.

"Go to hell, my best friend, and repent for your unforgivable sins!!!"

Holy crap!

This terrifying killing intent!

Dodging the flying knife—which had turned into a cutting beam—by a centimeter, and hearing the sound of streetlights collapsing one after another behind him, Natsuki Subaru broke into a cold sweat instantly.

He was serious; this guy was trying to kill him.

Under the pressure of "death," Natsuki Subaru's brain spun rapidly.

With Ferris's misleading appearance, if he put himself in Kazuma's shoes... Kazuma holding a cute girl and greeting him arrogantly...

Natsuki Subaru's eyes turned red.

Just imagining it made the jealousy in his heart turn into infinite killing intent!!

But he would rather die than tear open his own wounds to explain it clearly.

"Stop, Kazuma, Ferris is a guy!!!"

???

"To save your worthless life, you're trying to insult this beautiful woman to survive? You really are a scumbag, Ang."

Kazuma grinned hideously and threw another one, approaching like a cat playing with a mouse.

"No, I'm serious, believe me, Ferris really is a boy."

"Heh, so the woman you deceived with your dirty lies is named Ferris? Use your life to atone for your sins to her!"

Watching Kazuma turn into a demon and fire off several more throwing knives, forcing Natsuki Subaru to run for his life with his head in his hands.

There was no mistake.

Natsuki Subaru panicked.

This guy definitely wanted to kill him—the kind of killing that resulted in social death.

Even if it meant stripping him naked, tying him up with a rope, and hanging him from a streetlight for people to visit, that scumbag would do it.

He would definitely lose his right to choose a mate.

If you ask why he was so sure.

Of course, it's because if it were him, he would definitely do the same thing.

Damn it, why did this guy become so strong?

If I find out which bastard dragged me to another world, I'm going to hang him on the Tokyo Tower for seven days, you jerk.

"Stop, Kazuma, I'm not lying to you, Ferris really is a man, even during the first loop, I once proposed to him!"

Under the threat of losing his future right to choose a mate, Natsuki Subaru tearfully confessed his miserable experience.

Ferris, who was watching the show with a smile, turned his head in surprise.

You never told me that.

Julius silently took a step back.

"Oh?"

The pervasive, terrifying killing intent dissipated, and Kazuma looked at Ferris hesitantly.