"Yuta, do it!"
As if angered by the two people on the other side who were completely ignoring him and talking to themselves, Matsuo shouted at Yoshida Yuta.
The boy seemed to hesitate for a moment, but eventually looked over, and the next second he appeared next to Yukimura Masashi.
At the same time, a sharp, distant whistling sound echoed throughout the school building, almost piercing people's eardrums.
Masashi Yukimura seemed not to hear anything, and swung his katana down, only to have it nimbly dodged by Yuta Yoshida.
"Remember to drain the water."
Kii Kanade chuckled softly, then stepped aside from the battlefield, leisurely watching everything unfold with her arms crossed.
Matsuo followed him warily, gritting his teeth.
The village chief initially said that only two exorcists would come...
He recalled the strange power these two had possessed, and his heart sank. He forced himself not to show his anxiety.
He looked at Kii Kanade, gesturing with the knife in his hand at Vili from a distance.
"Don't come any closer! Or I'll kill him!"
"He's your comrade, right?"
Is it... or not...?
Kii Kanade blinked and met Vili's gaze.
"..."
Hate!
The emotions he had been building up were abruptly interrupted. Vili glanced at Kii Kanade with displeasure, his eyes filled with threat.
Fortunately, this time, Kii Kanade understood what he meant.
He shook his head, his tone dismissive, revealing a petty and condescending attitude:
"Just colleagues."
"I might fawn over him for his looks, but you want me to sacrifice my own interests for him? Forget it."
"I'd be happy if they died, then I could pocket all the mission rewards myself."
Seeing the astonishment and wavering in Matsuo's eyes, he added the final fuel to the fire.
"Otherwise, look, why didn't I save anyone? Yukimura was almost beaten to death by your ghost companions."
"..."
Upon hearing this, Masashi Yukimura's previously fierce fighting stance suddenly froze.
Seeing Willy's enthusiastic expression out of the corner of his eye, he remained silent for a few seconds, then silently threw himself to the side with a loud thud, leaving Yoshida Yuta stunned.
Fortunately, Matsuo couldn't understand the situation of the battle and didn't notice the loopholes, which pleased him.
He looked directly at Kii Kanade: "You want money?"
Kii Kanade's eyes flickered, she used her fan to cover the smile on her lips, and her brows furrowed slightly.
"yes."
"My outfit... looks expensive, doesn't it?"
He even slightly opened his arms to show them off.
"It cost nearly one million yen."
(Approximately 60,000 RMB)
“Every time I go on a mission, I have to change into a different outfit, and as a result, all the money I earn from the mission goes into that outfit.”
"I originally thought I was the only one who took on this mission..."
Matsuo was shocked, and his grip on Vili loosened slightly, causing the latter to purse his lips in displeasure.
Be more professional!
After a moment, he seemed to have made up his mind.
"If I give you money, can you guarantee you won't tell anyone about everything that happened today?"
"How much?"
Kii Kanade replied quickly, which made Matsuo pause for a moment, but it also made him trust the person in front of him even more.
"...500,000 yen."
700,000.
"...550,000."
"Isn't that too little? It should be at least 630,000 or more."
"Okay, then it'll be 630,000."
Oh dear, I've been taken advantage of.
Kii Kanade shook his head inwardly.
"Then I will—"
"Wait...wait!"
Willy's drooping hair obscured his expression, but Matsuo could feel his constant trembling.
It seems this person is indeed a newcomer who has "just entered this world," and can easily deal with even an ordinary person like myself.
He felt contemptuous, yet also somewhat smug.
Do you have any last words?
"At least let me die knowing why!" Vili sniffed. "Why do you want to kill me?!"
"Didn't you come here to see the students?"
"I've been protecting you the whole time..."
His voice sounded aggrieved, but he didn't expect that Matsuo would almost grind his teeth to pieces after hearing this.
If it weren't for this hothead, he would have already found Hasegawa Teru, and—
His death has been definitively confirmed!
He laughed in anger, gripping the hilt of his knife tightly.
Do you think I'm going to explain all this to you?
"We'll talk about it after you've descended to the underworld—"
"Well……"
A sharp pain shot through him, and his voice abruptly ceased. As if frozen in slow motion, he slowly looked down at his heart.
At that moment, a dagger was stuck in the ground.
And this was the very spot he had just tried to stab at the person in front of him.
Ding-dong.
The knife fell to the ground, and he froze, falling backward as if his head was hitting the ground hard. Everything went black before his eyes...
Wait... I'm still awake?
Matsuo blinked slowly, but found that he could feel the warm blood flowing out from the back of his head due to the impact with the hard ground, and waves of pain were hitting his head.
But he just...
She is conscious.
Vili crouched down, gesturing the angle, trying to pull out the dagger. But he seemed very inexperienced; he pulled it out a little, then felt it wasn't quite right and shoved it back in.
His body was gradually getting cold, but Matsuo was still alive.
He stared blankly at the ceiling, his eyes wide open, tears welling up and sliding down his cheeks.
Finally, with a burst of strength, Vili pulled the dagger out.
Strangely, during this process, not a single drop of blood got on his hands or body.
The blood-soaked dagger, after being pulled out, flashed red light and miraculously became clean again, which Vili put away with satisfaction.
He looked at Matsuo, who was struggling to move his eyes, and kindly said:
"Sigh, look at you. Why didn't you just tell me? Why did you have to be in such a hurry?"
"I definitely didn't intend to send you to the underworld so soon."
"So? Do you want to talk about it now?"
"Ah...uh..."
Matsuo tried to open his mouth, but excessive blood loss caused his brain to lack oxygen, and his breathing became rapid and labored. He could only make a hoarse sound like a broken bellows.
"What what?"
Vili pretended to lean in and listen, but then shook his head.
"I can't hear you."
"How about... we ask another eyewitness?"
He stood up and turned to look at the two people and the ghost.
Yoshida Yuta seemed confused about what had happened. After Matsuo collapsed, he stopped what he was doing and looked over curiously.
"Teacher," he floated to Matsuo's side, his tone innocent, "it's not bedtime yet."
"Weren't we supposed to play tag?"
"Get up quickly!"
As he spoke, he reached out to push Matsuo, but his hand, unsurprisingly, passed right through the man's body, bringing a chilling sensation that struck his very soul.
Matsuo's breathing stopped abruptly; due to the excessive impact, he truly passed out this time.
Seeing this, Yoshida Yuta looked around helplessly and instead turned to the crowd for help.
"..."
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