Bang!
Suddenly, a gunshot rang out.
Yu shouted loudly: "Everyone, attention!"
Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to Yu.
The players were surprised to see that Yu's right hand had somehow transformed into a cold, gleaming heavy machine gun.
"Is that... his new ability?" Haruno's eyes widened in shock as she murmured.
Shizuka beside her silently swallowed, muttering to herself: It feels like things won't be peaceful even after returning to the real world.
After all, before the transmigration, Yu had already beaten those students who dared to speak ill of Makoto half to death. Now that he had superpowers...
If anyone dared to say anything bad about Makoto again in the future, they'd probably be turned into a sieve.
Yu held up a cup of wine with his left hand, raised it high towards everyone, and shouted: "This world was saved, all thanks to Senpai's great sacrifice! Therefore, everyone, let's toast to the great Senpai!"
Upon hearing this, everyone raised their wine glasses, looking sincerely at Makoto, and expressed their gratitude in unison.
Haruno stood aside, constantly signaling to her younger sister, Yukino.
Seeing this, Yukino sighed helplessly, slowly raised her glass, and joined the others in thanking Makoto.
The banquet continued. Lively music echoed in the yard, the atmosphere warm and joyful.
Reze walked to the center of the yard, and caught up in the festive mood, she began to dance the Reze dance.
Her movements were spirited and dazzling. Every gesture was full of charm, drawing cheers from the crowd.
But many of the women present didn't look very happy.
Because they all knew that this girl who danced so beautifully was the woman Makoto had found in this world.
The unhappiest among them were undoubtedly the old maidens like Yui and Yumiko, whose physical age was 29 but who were still virgins.
They felt deeply aggrieved.
Damn it, Makoto would rather find someone new in this world than even glance at them. He was too inhumane.
As the dance ended, Reze, under the hostile gazes of countless women, nestled into Makoto's arms.
"Uncle, how did I do?"
Makoto reached out and ruffled her hair. "Great. But I need to talk to someone right now. Go play by yourself for a bit, okay?"
"Okay, I'll let you off this time then."
Reze playfully shook his arm, stood on tiptoe, and gave him a light peck on the cheek before turning and running over to Yukiko.
Apart from Makoto, Reze knew Yukiko, her former boss, best among everyone present. The two quickly started chatting.
After the people around him had dispersed, Aki finally found an opportunity to speak with Makoto alone. He walked quickly to him.
"Nishikawa-san, what exactly happened with the Gun Devil..."
"As you can see, the Gun Devil's power is now attached to Ishigami. Of course, I won't allow you to kill him."
Makoto interrupted him.
Hearing this, Aki bit his lip involuntarily, a trace of gloom appearing on his face, but he didn't argue.
"Hayakawa, you must have heard, right? Devils can't actually be killed. Even if they are killed, they will eventually revive in Hell after some time and return to the human world."
Makoto reached out and gently patted his shoulder, continuing, "I'm not telling you to let go of your hatred, but to be honest, if I had to choose between you and Ishigami, you should know who I would pick, right?"
Aki lowered his head, his voice subdued: "Yes, I understand."
Seeing him like this, Makoto patted his shoulder again and said, "Think of it this way. Now that the Gun Devil's power is attached to Ishigami, and he has lost his self-awareness and is in a controlled state, isn't that a form of revenge succeeding? It's just that you weren't the one to do it personally."
Aki remained silent, his brows tightly furrowed. Clearly, he hadn't fully convinced himself.
Just then, his younger brother, Hayakawa Taiyo, suddenly ran out from the crowd and shouted, "Brother! The food the aunties made is super delicious! Come quick!"
Erina, who was busy in the kitchen, heard this and immediately gave Taiyo a kick, saying angrily, "Kid, who are you calling 'Aunty'?"
She hated being called old the most.
She was only 16. Even adding the years spent in this world, she was still only 29.
Seeing this, Aki quickly ran over to help his brother up.
Taiyo, however, didn't mind. He took out a skewer and offered it to Aki, saying, "Brother, have some too!"
Aki looked at the skewer his brother was offering, a faint smile appearing on his face. He was about to reach for it.
However, a hand suddenly reached out from the side and snatched the skewer.
"Wow, this skewer is delicious!" Denji ate it with sauce all over his mouth, his words mumbled.
"You bastard!" Aki's eyes nearly popped out in exasperation as he looked at Denji with helplessness.
But just as Denji was about to take the last bite, a girl with red horns on her head appeared from somewhere, snatched the skewer with the last piece of meat, and loudly declared, "All the grilled meat belongs to me!"
Denji and Aki both froze, asking in unison, "And who are you?!"
The banquet continued late into the night. Many people, not being heavy drinkers, said their goodbyes after drinking, while others went inside to lie down and rest.
As Aki, Himeno, Kobeni, and others left, each was holding a fluffy husky.
These dogs were all raised by Makima when she was alive. Now that Makima was gone, they had no owner.
Makoto decided to entrust them to these members of Public Safety to take good care of them.
Makoto handed the last husky to Denji, saying with a soft laugh, "This one is for you. This time, it's really the last time we'll meet."
"Nishikawa-nii, I..." Denji gripped the leash tightly, his eyes reddening instantly. He couldn't help but cry, his voice choked as he tried to speak.
"Go on, don't look back." Makoto gave his back a gentle push.
Denji bit his lip, nodded hard, and then, holding the husky with one hand and wiping his tears with the other, turned and quickly walked away, gradually disappearing into the night.
Makoto watched Denji's back fade into the darkness, let out a long sigh, and then sat down on the ground.
Pochita beside him suddenly spoke in human language, "Thank you, Makoto."
"I didn't do much." Makoto reached out and stroked Pochita's big head.
Just then, a small, short hand suddenly reached out and hugged Pochita tightly.
Makoto turned his head and saw a little girl with short, dark brown hair that reached her shoulders. A strand of fringe covered her left eye, and he could vaguely see a prominent tear mole beneath it. Her golden concentric-circle eyes were particularly striking.
"Doggy, good~" The girl hugged Pochita, rubbing against it, her voice soft and sticky.
Seeing those iconic golden concentric-circle eyes, Makoto couldn't help but speak, a hint of uncertainty in his voice: "Makima?"
The girl heard this and gently shook her head. She pointed at herself and said in a sweet, childish voice: "It's Nayuta."
Pochita glanced sideways at Nayuta, who was hugging him, and explained: "She's the Control Devil. She has reincarnated."
It turned its head back to look at Makoto and continued, "She probably doesn't remember anything about Makima anymore. But maybe because of her obsession with you, she came back to your side."
Makoto asked with a smile: "Isn't it an obsession with you?"
Pochita shook its head, its tone very certain: "No, I think it's for you, Makoto."
Makoto smiled again, looked down at Nayuta, and asked softly, "Nayuta, do you want to come with me?"
Nayuta put down Pochita, made a peace sign at Makoto, then opened her arms wide and threw herself into his embrace.
At the same moment, the game notification sound, which hadn't been heard for over a decade, suddenly resounded in everyone's mind.
[Congratulations to the player for clearing the dungeon: Defeat the Control Devil]
[Congratulations to the player for fully clearing the dungeon world: Chainsaw Man]
[MVP Recipient: Makoto (MVP recipients have the privilege of freely traversing fully cleared dungeon worlds, and can freely bring items and characters from dungeon worlds back to the real world)]
[About to teleport back to the real world]
[Countdown: 9, 8, 7...]