"How should I write this question?"
"Just tell the truth. It's very simple."
"What about this question?"
"Still the same as the previous one. Just tell the truth."
"Ugh ah ah ah ah! My bottom! It hurts so much! Renji, you stupid human! I'm going to kill you and teach you a lesson!"
Power suddenly let out a scream, triggered by pain, and began flailing on Renji's shoulder. Her legs kicked wildly, her arms thrashed, and her body tilted back with her weight.
Caught off guard, Renji quickly tried to adjust his posture to keep her steady, but Power's chaotic struggling almost caused him to fall.
"Hey, hey! Stop moving! You're the one who insisted on sitting on my shoulder and writing! I've got to bend over and half-squat just to support you! I'm tired too! Alright, alright, sorry for brushing your bottom! Just stop moving! We're going to fall! We're really going to fall!"
"My butt hurts!"
"Your butt hurts—not your feet! Do you have nails in your feet?! Just stop squirming already!"
"For this question, write 'Not Wuju Ren 13.32, Wuju Ren 23.84.'"
"What is that? A fire poker?"
"Close enough. Alright, next one. For this one, write '460 milliliters.'"
Ding~ Detected Power's happy emotion, system rewards 10 points.
"Pfft—hahahahaha! This is killing me! What is that?! Two forms, a fire poker, and it sprays white water?! I don't even know what it looks like, but it must be disgustingly explosive! Hahahaha!"
Power laughed so hard she bent over, gasping for breath, and slapped Renji's head while pointing at the test paper.
"Hey! Hey, Renji! Why aren't you laughing? Hahahaha!"
Renji rolled his eyes and ignored her, eyes shifting to the final question.
"Question 6: After a man's little man becomes a Wuju Ren, do you know where the little man goes next?"
"Alright, last question. Same as before—if you don't know, just write 'I don't know.'"
"For this one, this daddy knows."
"Huh?"
Renji blinked, genuinely surprised. She actually knows? She doesn't even flush the toilet regularly—how would she know this kind of thing?
"Hey, Renji, come closer. Careful not to touch my butt, or I'll kill you."
Renji leaned in cautiously. Power picked up the pen and wrote:
"I know. I remember it's the birdy place."
Renji was stunned. Technically, it wasn't accurate, but… she was close. Too close.
"Power… how did you know this?"
"Eh… ah… let this daddy think…"
"Huh? You need to think for something like this?"
SMACK.
Power slapped the back of Renji's head hard.
"Shut up! You're messing up this daddy's train of thought! One more word and this great lord might just kill you!"
Renji scowled. Power really was treating him like Meowy. She wouldn't actually hit the cat, just threaten it—but him? Full slaps.
After a long moment, Power's eyes lit up and she suddenly shouted.
"I remember now! It was in Hell! When I was in Hell! I still have scattered memories of that place. That's where I learned it!"
"In Hell? Who told you in Hell?"
Power shook her head, eyes growing distant as she dug into her memory.
"This daddy forgot… But all the Devils in Hell knew it. I don't know where it came from."
Renji furrowed his brows, listening intently. He muttered to himself:
"All the Devils in Hell knew this… I see. Right… and most of the Devils in Hell are female too… They were also gender-swapped…"
But then… how do Devils in Hell even know about men? Not to mention where a man's little man goes after becoming a Wuju Ren? Isn't this just a little… off?
Normally, if Devils had knowledge of men, it would be tied to something ritualistic or grotesque—like cutting off fingers, drawing mirrors in blood to summon some twisted entity like the Aging Devil. That kind of ominous, whispered lore passed down in the dark.
But this…?
"This kind of thing—this specific kind of thing—how could knowledge about sex get passed down like that?"
"It couldn't be…"
Suddenly, Renji felt a chill run down his spine.
Could it be that my body has some kind of unique effect on Devils? Since they're all female… maybe they instinctively know what a man is. Maybe they're attracted to it. In Hell, maybe they were already fantasizing about using me like a stick… that's why this information about men spread.
He shuddered, recalling the appearances of Devils he'd seen.
Sure, some were humanoid—like Himeno, Angel, Fami, Quanxi—but then there were others…
The Zombie Devil. The Eternal Devil. That revolting Darkness Devil. The horrifying Aging Devil…
Just picturing them made his skin crawl.
He was covered in goosebumps.
But then again, Renji realized—there was another problem…
According to what Power said, there was already talk about men when she was in Hell—but back then, Renji was probably still in school, living a completely ordinary life in his own world.
So how did the Devils in Hell know about a man's little man?
"Hey, are you done, Renji? Can I just turn in the paper like this? Hello? Earth to Renji? What's wrong with you? Your brain didn't break, did it? You're not scared just from hearing about Hell, right?"
Power gently patted Renji's head again—this time with care, as if afraid of damaging it.
"Power," Renji asked suddenly, his voice serious. "Can you remember which Devil was the first to speak about men?"
Power froze. The unexpected question made her blink dumbly. She rubbed one of the tiny red horns on her head, clearly troubled.
"Uh… huh? Let me think…"
She tilted her head and narrowed her eyes.
"Mmm… I really can't remember… It was too long ago…"
"Too long ago…" Renji repeated in a murmur. "Too long ago… too long ago…"
A sharp glint passed through his eyes as he repeated the phrase, trying to piece something together.
That's it! Too long ago—meaning, some Devils must've existed since ancient times. The primal Devils. The ones that never died, the ones still lurking in Hell today…
They would know. Those fundamental Devils born from humanity's oldest fears.
Like the Darkness Devil.
Renji's mouth opened—he was just about to ask Power if she remembered the summoning method for the Darkness Devil, or any of the rituals needed to form a contract with it.
But just before the words slipped out, he suddenly remembered the events from the original world—how Power had reacted after seeing the Darkness Devil.
She had completely broken down. Mentally shattered, physically paralyzed. It had taken everything just to get her moving again.
Better not bring that up. Not to her.
"Hey! Renji! What are you even doing?! You've got me thinking about weird stuff, and now my brain's melting! Stop muttering and tell me—can I turn in the paper or not?! Damn it! This great one wants to leave!"
Seeing Renji still unresponsive, Power's temper started to flare again. She began to squirm restlessly on his shoulder.
Ding~ Detected Power's irritable mood, system rewards 10 points.
"Alright, alright, stop moving around already!" Renji sighed. "No, the answer you wrote isn't quite right. Technically speaking, the little man doesn't go to the birdy place. To be safe, if you're not sure, just write 'I don't know.'"
"WHAT?! Are you looking down on this great one?!"
"I'm not! I'm not! I'm just saying, if you don't know, write that you don't know! It's no big deal! There are plenty of things I don't know either! Now stop kicking me!"
Power grumbled furiously, but after a moment, she yanked the test paper back and scratched something down with exaggerated force.
[I don't know.]
She checked the final box, slammed the pen down, and the next second—
The exit opened above them.
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