He took Tanaka Saya into his prayer beads.
Hayato looked at Yuan Boling, who was silent beside him.
"This time, This humble monk owes layman a favor. If you need help in the future, you can come to Yakushi Temple to find me anytime."
Although even if this Woman didn't attack, he could still deal with those guys.
But, since she helped him, he would naturally accept this favor.
"Remember what you said."
Yuan Boling snorted.
Although the look in her eyes towards Hayato was not as full of disdain as before, she still didn't have much goodwill.
Hayato was a bit speechless, but he had somewhat gotten used to this attitude.
This Woman didn't just dislike him; more accurately, she seemed to dislike all men.
She found every man unpleasant to look at.
It was simply a bit inexplicable.
However, compared to others, his treatment was already quite good.
To be honest.
She really was a bit crazy.
After Yuan Boling left, Hayato was not in a hurry to leave.
Instead, he came inside the villa alone.
Inside the room, Aoi Takumi, possessed by an Evil Spirit, was still asleep.
"Not planning to root out the problem?"
Hayato was a bit curious that Tanaka Saya hadn't killed this guy as well.
Every single person in this family was not a good person.
Even killing them with his eyes closed, he wouldn't kill the wrong person.
Keeping him alive would only cause trouble.
"He won't live much longer."
Tanaka Saya snorted coldly.
An ordinary person, possessed by an Evil Spirit.
He's not dead yet only because that Evil Spirit doesn't want him dead.
She doesn't need to do anything; it won't be long before the Evil Spirit possessing him kills him.
Compared to that guy, she was more curious about why Hayato hadn't left yet.
"Don't meddle in the Lord's affairs, Hayato."
Hayato didn't explain, walking through the long corridor and directly arriving in front of a bedroom door.
The bedroom door wasn't locked.
It opened with a gentle push.
Inside the room, the lighting was dim, and pink ambient lights made the entire room feel somewhat ambiguous.
On the bed, Cangjing Yuri, wearing a black lace nightgown, was lying on her side.
Under the light, her pale white skin shimmered slightly, the hem of her nightgown was lifted, and her straight, jade-like legs below the thigh were slightly curled.
The nightgown had slipped down most of her shoulder, exposing her delicate collarbone and shoulder.
Her erect peaks stood proudly without any support.
Her wine-red long hair was casually spread out, and her lazy eyes held a casual, calm gaze as she looked at the man walking in, as if she had long anticipated this scene.
"It seems This humble monk guessed correctly."
Hayato's expression was not unexpected.
When he was talking to Cangjing Yuri in the garden before, he felt that this Woman was subtly hinting at something to Hayato.
When he left the secret room, he already had some guesses.
And now, he was even more certain of this guess.
From the beginning, when Cangjing Yuri told him about Cangjing Kumi, she had been secretly guiding him to discover the secret of the Estate's secret room.
Why would she do this?
Hayato wasn't sure, but one thing was certain: this Woman was definitely not on the same side as Aoi Hai.
"It looks like Master has already guessed. As expected of the man I fancy."
Cangjing Yuri's face was full of admiration as she slowly propped herself up from the bed.
Only then did Hayato realize that besides the black lace nightgown she was wearing, this Woman was only wearing a simple set of underwear.
As Cangjing Yuri got up, the lace nightgown opened to the sides.
Below the profound collarbone, alluring beautiful flesh was exposed without any cover.
Her figure wasn't the slender type; instead, she was slightly plump, but it was just the right amount of plumpness.
Due to frequent exercise, her figure appeared quite well-proportioned, with subtle muscle lines on her flat abdomen, and fleshy thighs that rippled with snowy white flesh as she moved.
Her jade-like legs were pressed tightly together, without even the slightest gap visible.
This slightly plump figure looked like a full pear, possessing an indescribable lewdness.
Hayato looked at the purple Hollow underwear beneath the lace nightgown.
The Hollow design used a pitifully small amount of fabric, with two straps tied to a piece of fabric hanging at her waist, and the main part, wrapped by a pair of fleshy legs, was only visible for less than a third.
It was completely covered.
This kind of outfit was quite revealing, and could no longer even be described as sexy.
The black nightgown, the purple underwear.
Against her pale white skin, it created an extreme contrast of temptation.
The Madam's lawn was neatly trimmed, without even a single weed visible.
"Does it look good?"
The Woman, with bare feet on the rug, slowly walked over.
She casually closed the door and pulled Hayato by his clothes to the bedside.
"It looks good!"
Hayato's answer was quite honest.
A monastic doesn't lie. How could he, a Monk, lie?
Even if he did, it would be a white lie.
"Then does Master want to try it?"
"A Woman like me can make any man remember it for a lifetime. Missing it would be a lifelong regret."
Cangjing Yuri's tone carried strong self-confidence as she gently pushed with her hand.
Hayato fell onto the bed without any resistance, watching with wide eyes as the Woman slowly lifted her leg and straddled him.
That fleeting beautiful scenery was like a beauty pursing her lips.
Even through the thin fabric, one could feel that astonishing suction.
The phrase 'camel's toe' had never been as materialized as it was at this moment.