Dekan's Sting Operation

As long as the price is right, even a demon will sell their soul to you.

Of course, if the deception is skillful enough, that is another matter entirely. Perhaps no price is needed at all.

--Dekan.

The look in Dekan's eyes made the Music Teacher's scalp tingle.

"I, I will assist you with all my might, Excellency."

The Music Teacher knew he had no room to bargain.

Dekan nodded in satisfaction and said:

"Our operation this time has a primary suspect—Ms. Olive.

Not only has she been secretly hiding humans in the Demon Laboratory for abuse, but she is also suspected of repeatedly violating school regulations.

If you have any information regarding her, please assist us in our investigation.

If there are any more surprise inspections like this in the future, I will provide you with a heads-up within the scope of my abilities."

Upon hearing Dekan's words, the Music Teacher's heart was already churning with turbulent waves.

Had the higher-ups investigated things so thoroughly?

Perhaps they already knew everything about his previous violations and were simply lacking a chance to catch him in the act!

Looking at it this way, the other party wasn't specifically targeting him; it seemed their main goal was the big fish, Olive.

To catch Olive in a slip-up, the other party was even willing to offer him a layer of protection.

The Music Teacher took a deep breath and said, "Please, do not let anyone know it was me who spoke."

"Of course, please rest assured. I have always been tight-lipped."

"Teacher Olive does indeed engage in illicit behavior. She often ignores the rules and forcibly drags passing demons into her laboratory.

Demons with good looks might be spared by her, but those who are unattractive are tortured and then killed.

Furthermore, she is a sadist and also possesses masochistic tendencies.

Compared to killing, she enjoys the pursuit of extreme stimulation even more."

The Music Teacher said slowly.

Dekan: "How do you know?"

Music Teacher: "I was dragged in there once."

"..."

Dekan fell silent for a moment.

This Music Teacher was indeed significantly better-looking than the other demon teachers he had seen earlier.

Dekan: "Any other information?"

Music Teacher: "That would be about what happened between her and me in the Demon Laboratory. That day..."

"Whoa—hold on a second."

Dekan hurriedly called for a stop; he was still live-streaming.

He then temporarily cut off the broadcast function of the Shadow World Spectator Program.

"Go into detail."

So, this is how demons like to play.

Dekan muttered to himself.

But he didn't dare to tease the demons too much in his heart, fearing that his Master might detect his inner thoughts.

Even though his Master never deigned to associate with her own kind and had clearly stated she would be sleeping, she was always cunning.

Dekan had been bullied by her quite a bit in the beginning.

Dekan patted the Music Teacher on the shoulder: "Thank you for your cooperation. My promise to you remains valid."

The Music Teacher bowed and scraped, expressing his gratitude.

"Oh, right,"

Dekan suddenly seemed to remember something, which made the Music Teacher's heart skip a beat.

"Could I trouble you to deliver this musical instrument to the door of the Principal's Office? It's a bit aged and affecting the quality of teaching. I'll have the principal get you a new one."

Dekan pointed at the piano.

"No problem! Thank you!"

The Music Teacher answered crisply and neatly.

As long as it wasn't a bad thing, let alone such a good one?

Afterward, he politely saw Dekan out of the Music Classroom and promised that he would definitely deliver the piano to the door of the Principal's Office as soon as possible.

Cornelia watched from a short distance outside the Music Classroom, observing the fawning manner in which the Demon Teacher saw Dekan off.

She felt like there was so much to complain about, yet she didn't know where to begin.

But the moment she remembered it was her good teammate Dekan, it didn't seem all that strange anymore.

Dekan quickly reunited with Cornelia and led her toward their next destination.

"Cornelia, we can go meet Miss Olive now. I've discovered that the reason these demons are exceptionally easy to deal with is precisely because they follow their desires and nature too closely, making their weaknesses far too obvious. Although Miss Olive appears to be the most chaotic and difficult to handle, in reality... she might actually be the easiest to resolve."

"Alright, what should I do?"

"Your task this time is critical..."

The two whispered their schemes along the way, occasionally using the unique language shared only between them.

Following the markings on the map, they arrived not far from the Demon Laboratory.

They would reach the corridor where the Demon Laboratory was located after two more turns.

"Cornelia, you stay here."

Dekan came to a halt.

Knowing the mechanic that Miss Olive might directly snatch students near the Demon Laboratory, this should be a relatively safe distance.

"Mm."

Cornelia nodded.

Just as they had arranged before entering the Music Classroom, Dekan would challenge the room while Cornelia stood by outside.

In the Observation Hall of Havenlit Academy.

Many upperclassmen had gathered to watch Dekan and Cornelia's progression.

"Are they going straight to clear the final room with this route?"

The director had previously recorded the map Dekan drew and placed it in the bottom right corner of the screen to provide a better experience for all spectators.

"That shouldn't be right, they haven't finished gathering all the intel!"

An upperclassman clutched his head and sighed.

Although Dekan's methods for clearing ordinary rooms were incredibly bizarre, the final room in this type of exploration-based Shadow World was an entirely different concept.

Anyone who underestimated it would pay a heavy price and fall just short of success!

"Hasn't he already gathered enough intel?"

A lowerclassman asked, confused.

However, the nearby upperclassmen all shook their heads.

"Miss Olive doesn't necessarily follow the rules, and she possesses extremely high combat power."

"In other words, whether it's through puzzle-solving or brute force, the Demon Laboratory is very difficult to clear."

"Considering rationality, there is only one answer to give a Tier 4 challenger a chance to defeat Miss Olive."

"And that is to use the Principal to take her out."

"So, they actually still need to gather information on the patterns of the Principal's appearances at the school, then time it perfectly to lure Miss Olive into breaking the rules so the Principal will kill her."

Many upperclassmen explained patiently.

This made the lowerclassmen suddenly realize the truth.

"But, have these two... ever followed a normal route?"

"..."

Whoever asked that question left all the students in silence.

The object of their concern gradually shifted from Dekan to Miss Olive.

Dekan walked up to the door of the Demon Laboratory and took a deep breath.

If there was any room that posed even a slight danger since arriving in this Tier 4 Shadow World, it was certainly this Demon Laboratory.

Of course, the "danger" he referred to was not danger in the conventional sense.

Rather—if he took a single wrong step, his streaming career was at risk of being permanently banned.

After all, his appearance might be exactly to Olive's taste, and his current race likely even had a charisma bonus.