As Suneo slowly raised both his hands, Gian's body began to lift off the ground little by little.
The next second, Suneo suddenly waved his hand toward the roadside drain, and Gian—still suspended in midair—was thrown straight into it by some strange, invisible force.
The heavy thud and splash snapped Gian out of his dazed state almost immediately.
But that single toss had clearly left him dumbfounded. Even now, he still couldn't understand—how did Suneo throw him down without even touching him?
After dealing with the annoying Gian, Suneo didn't spare him a glance. He simply turned and walked toward the street ahead.
When he reached a dark corner where no one was around, Suneo took out a small ceramic container from inside his jacket.
"Come out. Go find your other half."
As soon as his voice fell, a tiny black whirlwind with glowing red eyes rose out of the container.
It looked almost identical to Fuuko!
But the violent, sinister aura radiating from it was completely different from hers.
Upon receiving Suneo's command, the black whirlwind shot straight into the sky and streaked toward a certain part of the city.
"So fast? Hah, impressive efficiency."
A cold smile curled up on Suneo's lips as he leapt after it, following in the same direction.
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"Phew... finally home."
"Shizuka's mom sure is... enthusiastic."
As soon as Lin Feng opened the door and stepped into his house, he slumped onto the sofa in the living room, a helpless smile tugging at his lips.
He had just come back from having dinner at Shizuka's house.
Even though Shizuka's father wasn't home because of work, her mother had been very warm and welcoming toward Lin Feng, the new transfer student in her daughter's class.
That evening, she had prepared a full table of delicious dishes, letting Lin Feng enjoy a true feast.
And honestly, housewives like Nobita's mom and Shizuka's mom really were experts when it came to housework and cooking.
Under the temptation of so many delicious dishes, Lin Feng couldn't resist—he'd eaten until he was absolutely stuffed.
Every time Shizuka mentioned Lin Feng to her mother, her tone naturally carried a bit of admiration and praise.
And Shizuka hadn't hidden the fact that Lin Feng was living alone, either.
So in Shizuka's mother's eyes, Lin Feng was the image of a bright, lively, self-reliant, and excellent young man—someone who studied hard, had good manners, and possessed solid values.
She was glad that her daughter could have such a capable, promising classmate and friend.
After all, as the saying goes: "One who stays near vermilion turns red; one who stays near ink turns black."
If Shizuka learned and grew alongside someone outstanding, she herself would surely become better too.
That was why Shizuka's mother had treated Lin Feng so warmly that night—she genuinely hoped that in the future, the two of them could help and support each other in their studies and lives, growing together.
Recalling how, when he left, Shizuka's mother had cheerfully told him to visit again whenever he had time, Lin Feng couldn't help but smile.
It had been a long, long time since he'd experienced such warmth and kindness from an elder.
"Meow~!"
Hearing him return, Chachamaru jumped up onto the sofa, rubbing against Lin Feng's hand and mewing affectionately.
"Sorry, Chachamaru. I came back late and left you alone for so long."
Lin Feng gently stroked the cat's soft fur, his tone slightly apologetic.
It really was Shizuka's mother's enthusiasm that kept him out so late—otherwise, he would've been home much earlier.
"Fwoo~! Fwoo~!"
Just then, the backpack on the floor began to stir restlessly.
Fuuko, who had been stuck inside it the whole time, was clearly starting to lose patience.
Thinking back, other than causing a big mess at the start of the dinner, she'd behaved pretty well at Shizuka's house.
At least, in front of Shizuka's mother, Fuuko had obediently acted like a normal doll and hadn't done anything suspicious.
Otherwise, explaining things later would've been... complicated.
Lin Feng picked up the backpack and unzipped it.
The moment it opened, Fuuko shot out like a freed bird, spinning happily through the air.
Compared to being stuffed in a dark bag, she much preferred flying freely around the room.
After resting for a few minutes on the sofa, Lin Feng got up—planning to wash up first, then go upstairs to continue working on his manuscript.
He'd spent nearly the entire day at Shizuka's house, so he hadn't done much work at all.
Now that he was home for the night, he figured he should at least get a bit of it done.
With his current drawing skills—enhanced to Lv.6 by the system—finishing the remaining drafts would be easy work.
That earlier hesitation and stiffness he used to feel before sketching had already faded away.
But just then, Lin Feng's heart suddenly tightened—an inexplicable chill running through him.
It felt... like someone was watching him.
Ever since obtaining Nichikoku Genichi'sBreath of the Sun, Lin Feng had been training himself—consciously or subconsciously—to maintain a constant state of Total Concentration Breathing.
It might seem exhausting at first, but during the initial stages, one had to put in the effort.
Once he got used to it, he'd be able to sustain that breathing naturally, without thinking—Total Concentration: Constant.
Because of that, Lin Feng's senses had become sharper. He could now pick up the tiniest disturbances in the air... or the faintest trace of hostility aimed his way.
Then—
As if anticipating something, Lin Feng instantly hugged Chachamaru tight, kicked off the floor, and leapt across the living room to the opposite side.
"BOOM!!"
Without warning—
The front door exploded open, blasted inward by an overwhelming force.
The spot where the shattered door panel crashed down was exactly where Lin Feng had been sitting a moment ago.
That was close!
If he'd reacted even a second slower, the splintered wood could've seriously hurt him.
Fuuko, fortunately, could fly—and she wasn't a physical being—so he didn't need to worry about her safety.
Realizing the sudden danger, Fuuko quickly darted to a safe spot, her red eyes watching anxiously as the scene unfolded before them.