I, Izayoi Sakamaki, Joined the Chat Group at the Start

Tsunade: "Sage's Eye? Is that the Rinnegan? You can buy that too?"

Izayoi Sakamaki: "You can try buying a Sharingan first. When the Sharingan combines with the Sage Body, it becomes the Rinnegan."

Zhongli: "Mr. Administrator is truly knowledgeable. You even understand the power system of Lady Tsunade's world so well."

Tony: "Tch, do you think someone who can punch apart a star system is just messing around?"

Hawkeye: "Sigh, I wonder when I'll be able to catch up to the Administrator."

Esdeath: "I'll follow close behind and never slack off!"

Brunhilde: "You're all really motivated."

By then, Tsunade had already left the group chat and directly opened her Points panel. It displayed a Points balance of 369.

"How many Points does it take to activate the Sa... Sage Body?"

500 Points.

"What about the Sharingan?"

500 Points.

They cost the same.

Tsunade couldn't afford either one, but she also understood that the Sage Body was definitely stronger than the Sharingan.

After all, she already possessed the Sage Body herself; it was just difficult to activate.

The Sharingan, meanwhile, had to be purchased from scratch. With both costing the same, the Sage Body was clearly superior.

"I'll save up Points first. If there are any missions in the future, I absolutely have to participate actively."

"Lady Tsunade, are you really not going back?"

Tsunade's door opened, and a female ninja carrying a little pig walked in, her face full of hesitation.

"No." Tsunade shook her head. "Even though the old man is dead, isn't there still someone else?"

"Lord Jiraiya? But no matter how you look at it, he doesn't seem reliable."

"So you're saying I'm reliable?"

The female ninja fell silent for a moment. Then she suddenly realized that Konoha no longer had even a single ninja capable of standing on their own.

All that remained were these people with serious flaws.

It was over. Konoha was beyond saving.

Early the next morning.

Izayoi Sakamaki patted Fūrinji Miu awake while she was still lying in bed. "You up? Want me to bring you a bowl of red bean soup or something?"

"Is it morning already? Let me sleep a little longer."

Fūrinji Miu rubbed her sleepy eyes and buried her head deep beneath the blanket, looking like she absolutely refused to get up no matter what.

In truth, Fūrinji Miu had already woken up. She was just too embarrassed.

Waaah, that was way too bold.

Seeing this, Izayoi Sakamaki merely assumed Fūrinji Miu was a little tired and didn't think much of it. He went out to buy some red bean porridge, set it on the table, told her about it, and gave Fūrinji Miu some private space.

"This location is really nice. There's a hospital and restaurant right next door."

Izayoi Sakamaki glanced at the hospital across from him and remarked casually.

Then he saw a familiar figure emerge from the hospital.

"Isn't that Stella? Why is she coming out of a hospital?"

Seeing Stella with her right leg wrapped in a plaster cast and bandages, Izayoi Sakamaki felt rather confused.

Stella also saw Izayoi Sakamaki walking over from across the street. Shame flooded her heart, and she almost wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"Um... it was those shoes you gave me."

"The shoes didn't work? Well, they were knockoffs, after all."

"No, it's just that I wasn't careful while flying and fell from high up."

"..."

"You're really impressive."

Izayoi Sakamaki rarely praised Stella, but this sort of praise made her wish she could die of embarrassment.

"See you. Get well soon."

Izayoi Sakamaki had only come over out of curiosity. Now that his curiosity was satisfied, he was ready to leave.

"Wait." Stella forcibly suppressed the humiliation in her heart and called out to Izayoi Sakamaki. "Um... can you take me as your disciple?"

"Huh? Take you as a disciple?" Hearing Stella's words, Izayoi could hardly believe his ears. He pointed at himself. "You mean me?"

"Yeah. You're very strong. If I become your disciple, I'll become stronger too."

Izayoi Sakamaki found it amusing. "Do you know who I am?"

"No. Could you be some reclusive big shot?"

"You don't know? You're willing to blindly take someone as your master without even knowing who they are?"

Izayoi Sakamaki turned and walked away. "Sorry, I don't take disciples."

"Wait! As long as you take me as your disciple, I'm willing to offer you everything I have."

This was Stella's trump card. If even this didn't work, then she truly had no other options.

"Everything?"

Izayoi Sakamaki paused slightly, a wicked smile appearing on his lips. "Still, I refuse. Of course, if you want to be a maid, I'd be more than happy to accept."

Since ancient times, the Three Heavenly Kings had always numbered four, and the Four Diamond Guardians had always numbered five. It was perfectly normal for the Three Maidservants to have four members as well.

Besides, he had neither the desire nor the ability to be a master. His strength wasn't something passed down through knowledge; he was simply destined to be strong.

Of course, his learning ability wasn't weak either. Otherwise, he couldn't have become a Martial Arts Grandmaster so quickly. However, the greatest use of those things was understanding how to control oneself and learning combat techniques.

Stella, as an imperial princess, lacked neither of those things, and he had nothing much to teach her.

"Come to think of it, Homura's Thousand Magic is pretty good too. It would be nice if I had that."

Speaking of the inheritance of knowledge and techniques, Izayoi Sakamaki thought of his bargain-bin younger brother.

Well, perhaps he was the bargain-bin older brother instead.

The gift Thousand Magic allowed its user to instantly comprehend all the techniques and knowledge in the world. It was one of the strongest knowledge-type gifts.

Its original owner had been humanity's Final Trial, Absolute Evil, the strongest God Slayer, Azi Dahaka.

The reason his younger brother Saigō Homura possessed it was because Saigō Homura himself was an incarnation of Azi Dahaka.

"No problem. As long as you're willing to become my master, even becoming a maid is fine!!"

While Izayoi Sakamaki was lost in thought, Stella said with a flushed face, "Of course, there are some things I might need time to prepare for..."

"..."

To Izayoi Sakamaki's surprise, Stella had actually agreed.

"Oh? Are you sure? I might make you do some really strange things, you know~"

"It's fine. I'll do my best to prepare myself."

Even that kind of threat didn't work? If he still refused now, wouldn't that be a little inappropriate?

Izayoi Sakamaki thought for a moment, then asked again, "If you follow me, you might only be able to return here once after a very long time."

"A very long time?"

Faced with that question, Stella hesitated for a moment. But she quickly remembered why she needed to become stronger.

She was working hard for the sake of her country.

If she backed down over something like this, how could she ever face the citizens who admired her?

Stella gritted her teeth and agreed without hesitation. "No problem. It's not as if I'll never come back."

Seeing Stella's determination, Izayoi Sakamaki lightly snapped his fingers.

"Sign it. A contract of sale."

The black Parchment appeared once again, floating before Stella.

Several terms were written on it in black ink against the white page.

1. Stella Vermillion voluntarily offered up everything she possessed to become Izayoi Sakamaki's maid.

2. Stella Vermillion could not refuse any request from Izayoi Sakamaki.

3. In the event of any unforeseen circumstances, refer to the first two clauses.

4. In return, Izayoi Sakamaki would help Stella Vermillion improve her strength depending on the timing and his mood.

Signature:

"What an utterly evil slave owner."

Stella's lips twitched as she looked at those harsh terms, but she still wrote down her name.

The next instant, a peculiar connection appeared in her heart. If she violated any one of the clauses, she would receive severe punishment.

That was the binding force of a contract. It could not be defied!

Stella counts as my property now. I can take her out of this world, right?

After seeing Stella sign her name, Izayoi Sakamaki gave a frivolous whistle and asked the Chat Group in his heart.

Ding. This does not violate the Chat Group's rules. It is permitted.

Izayoi Sakamaki nodded. This had merely been an experiment. If it had failed, he would have had to spend Points to redeem her.

But now, Stella counted as his property rather than an independent life-form, so he could easily take her out.

"Since you've signed it, I'm not some bloodsucking capitalist. I'll give you one day to visit your relatives and friends. Come to work tomorrow afternoon."

With a wave of his hand, the black Parchment vanished, and Izayoi Sakamaki prepared to leave.

"Then how do I find you?"

"There. I'm staying across from the hospital right now. Of course, you can also stay in the hospital all day today."

"Uh... I'll pass."

Stella looked at her right leg, which wasn't seriously injured, shook her head, and watched Izayoi Sakamaki gradually walk away.

After saying goodbye to his newly appointed maid, Izayoi Sakamaki arrived outside Spider-ko and Rikka's dormitory.

The moment he stepped inside, he heard the sharp clang of metal striking metal coming from within.

"Hey, what are you two doing?!"

He directly opened the door and saw a white spider and a little girl in a school uniform, each holding a scythe and clashing against each other.

They were even chanting exceptionally embarrassing lines.

"O Abyss demon, accept the judgment of the Evil-Eye True Sight!"

"Hehe, this spider is a demon spider that devours worlds. If you wish to judge this spider, show me your strength."

"I see. I understand. Taste my Scythe of Judgment!"

"This spider isn't to be underestimated either. Behold my Reaper's Scythe!"

The two were so focused on their standoff that they did not even notice Izayoi Sakamaki entering.