Chapter 137
Before Gojo Satoru and Hato Kazuma arrived, Natsuyu Suguru was releasing one cursed spirit after another to guard Tennori Riko's bedroom, ensuring that there would be no nighttime attack.
Riko huddled under the covers, peering out at the group of strange, ugly creatures—one was even perched on the ceiling.
"...She's so ugly, and she looks like a cursed spirit."
She pulled the blanket up to below her eyes with both hands and spoke softly.
Xia Youjie: "...This is, after all, a cursed spirit."
How good-looking can a cursed spirit, born from the accumulation of negative human emotions, possibly be? He hadn't even complained about how awful the cursed spirit orb tasted.
Just as he finished setting up the cursed spirit warning tape and was about to sit on the sofa in the suite's living room to rest for a while, the doorbell rang.
"Why aren't you resting yet?"
Xia Youjie opened the door, looking at [Kuroi Misato] and Gojo Satoru squeezing in with a puzzled expression, then closed the door and waved to him.
Then, Gojo Satoru whispered something in Natsume's ear, telling him about his and Kazuma's decision.
"..." Xia Youjie pondered for a moment, "...could it lead to a war with Tianyuan?"
Gojo Satoru: "Ha, you're scared?"
Xia Youjie: "...Look down on me?"
The bickering between the two ended almost instantly.
Then, the three of them discussed it—it would be too awkward for them all to squeeze into Riko's bedroom, and it would also put unnecessary pressure on her.
But who should tell Tennori Riko about this was another problem. Gojo Satoru and Natsuyu Suguru, who were arguing quietly, decided to settle the matter with a game of rock-paper-scissors.
Best of three, Xia Youjie went to the bedroom to knock on Tian Lizi's door, while Yu Qu Kazuma and Gojo Satoru, with puffed-up cheeks, stood in the living room waiting for the result.
The bedroom remained quiet for a long time, occasionally broken by sudden bursts of volume, but the content was difficult to discern.
Taking advantage of this moment, Gojo Satoru deliberately leaned down and whispered in [Kuroi Misato]'s ear to confirm.
"Can this simulation last until tomorrow?"
It was the first time he had to bend down to speak to Kazuma Hatori, who was a head shorter than him, and it felt strangely novel.
Kazuma Hatake opened the game's skill interface, glanced at the countdown for activating the [Miri Kuroi] card slot in the [Eight-Phase Wheel Card], and nodded.
"no problem."
Gojo Satoru thought for a moment and then asked again.
"Is it okay to use it repeatedly?"
Kazuma Hagoromo responded with a soft "hmm".
"There shouldn't be any problem, but I need to replenish my spell power."
The countdown timer is also attached to the card slot, and he has a total of eight card slots... so it should be able to be used on eight targets at the same time, right?
However, if it needs to be maintained for a long time, then his spell power is obviously not enough to support so many uses.
After listening to Kazuma Hato, Gojo Satoru said, "I see," then stood there with his arms crossed, lost in thought, and stopped talking.
The silence continued until a loud noise came from the bedroom, as if something had fallen to the floor.
Immediately afterwards, the bedroom door was flung open, and Xia Youjie’s words, “Wait a minute, Riko,” were accompanied by a series of muffled thuds as they approached—it was Riko who ran out barefoot and threw herself into [Kuroi Misato’s] arms, crying her eyes out.
"I want to spend more time with everyone, and I want to go to different places with everyone... I want this day to last longer and longer...!"
Suddenly, Riko Tennaki pounced on him and hugged him, causing Kazuma Hatori to visibly stiffen.
Gojo Satoru's blue eyes widened instantly.
"Uh-huh,"
Kazuma Hatori raised his hand and then lowered it again, finally only able to offer dry words of comfort.
"Don't worry, we'll all help."
Upon hearing this, Nenriko, who had been crying with tears blurring her vision, came to her senses and realized that the person in front of her was Kazuma Hatori, not her Kuroi!
She was so excited that when she ran out and saw Kuroi's silhouette, she instinctively lunged at him...
What should I do?!
Riko froze, forgetting even to wipe away the tears streaming down her face—shouldn't she apologize right now?!
It wasn't until Gojo Satoru grabbed Tennori Riko by the back of her collar, lifted her out of Hatori Kazuma's arms like a kitten, and then forcefully pulled her into his own arms, patting her back as well.
This action was completely unexpected, and Riko was stunned by the hand that patted her.
"Alright," Gojo Satoru said with a light hum.
"We would all help, so why do you only thank Kazuma?"
He's not a petty person, so why are you suddenly acting all cautious and like you're afraid he'll lose his temper?
Xia Youjie, who had followed, chuckled: "Then am I included?"
At this moment, Riko Tennen's eyes and cheeks were completely red.
"...No, I don't want it anymore!"
After this little incident, the four began to discuss their plans for tomorrow.
Even if they didn't intend to send Tennori Riko to be assimilated, they couldn't just make a phone call to Tengen-sama, say, "Hey Tengen, the Star Essence won't be delivered to you tomorrow, bye-bye," and then casually take Tennori Riko anywhere.
The only consequence of doing this was that all three of them became wanted curse masters, and they had to hide wherever they went.
Kazuma Hatoyama was the first to object to Satoru's need to carefully conceal his identity wherever he went.
However, it's also wrong to say that Riko got lost on her way back; that would be a lie, and they would still have to bear the consequences of the mission's failure.
"Could we think of a way to shift the blame to the Panxing Cult or the curse master...?"
Xia Youjie was still deep in thought when he suddenly saw Wutiao Wu raise his hand.
“I have a plan,” he said, “but it might require Jay to make a sacrifice.”
Xia Youjie looked confused: "What do you want me to sacrifice...?"
His gaze shifted, and he saw Kazuma Hatori, who had transformed into [Miri Kuroi], and a sense of foreboding suddenly arose in his heart.
Could it be that he'll be involved too...?
"Listen to me first—"
After explaining his plans for tomorrow, Xiao Wu smiled and clenched his fist to tap his palm. His bright eyes then stared intently at Xia Youjie, making the latter feel uneasy.
"When Ichishin's [Eight-Session Wheel Card] is activated, it requires a lot of spell power to be replenished. However, it's already so late now, and it's obviously impossible to recover naturally over time."
"However—it is known that a true exorcism of a cursed spirit can yield a crystal that replenishes cursed power; it is also known that Jay's [Cursed Spirit Manipulation] can absorb cursed spirits for his own use."
"In conclusion, Jay only needs to give up a portion of the cursed spirits so that Ichima can exorcise them and obtain cursed power crystals. This will allow him to quickly replenish his cursed power and activate the [Eight-Phase Wheel Card] multiple times!"
As Yu Tori Kazuma listened, his eyes grew brighter and brighter, and he also set his sights on Xia Youjie.
He recalled the lessons he learned from being tricked several times during his first playthrough, and even added a sentence to Xia Youjie.
"Remember to dispel the spell's control. I can only obtain crystals when I exorcise unclaimed cursed spirits."
Xia Youjie was startled: "...!?"
It turns out this guy had his eye on his precious cursed spirit!
It would be better to let him... wait, there's no need for him to sacrifice so much for the cursed spirit...
If Wu takes the opportunity to take a picture as a souvenir, wouldn't that become a black history for life?
After much deliberation and careful consideration, Xia Youjie, with an expression of genuine reluctance, asked Yu Qu Yizhen for his opinion.
"...How many do you want? Let's make it clear first, don't even think about level one or higher cursed spirits."
He also needs to maintain his fighting strength.
After thinking for a moment, Kazuma Hatori roughly estimated how much spell power he would need to fully recover.
"Hmm, let's start with two hundred."
He spoke without blinking.
Xia Youjie: "..."
Xia Youjie: "You're here to buy some goods, aren't you?"
Kazuma Hatori looked back innocently: "How can you say that? I did all this to complete Satoru's plan."
Gojo Satoru chimed in from the side, "That's right! That's right! Jetsu, hurry up and contribute, and we'll catch you a few more later!"
Riko covered her mouth to suppress a laugh, but her eyes secretly reddened.
Xia Youjie paused for a moment.
He sighed deeply, heartbroken, and began to pull out the cursed spirit.
The lights in the suite's windows remained on all night.
…………
Assimilation took place in the afternoon of the day.
"How is the situation?"
Fuheshen answered the phone while swinging the thin-bladed longsword in his hand.
"Are you sure the lights in their hotel room were never turned off? Great."
"After getting off the plane, the maid said goodbye to the Star Essence and left? It doesn't matter, her purpose has been served, whether she lives or dies is the same to me."
"Now that they are about to arrive at the college, I should also set off."
"Yes, the plan is going smoothly."
Fuheshchen's eyes were fixed on the neatly arranged vermilion torii gates along the winding stone steps not far away, and a cold, mocking smile appeared on his lips.
Even with his extraordinary talent of "six eyes" and "no limits," he's still just an arrogant young man.
He was well aware of the common problems that teenagers who grew up in such a smooth-sailing life had: willful, reckless, arrogant, immature, and impetuous.
Especially for sorcerers who use spells as the sole measure of their strength.
These traits may be obvious or not, but that doesn't matter.
The more they look down on trash, the less they realize that one day they will be tripped up by the very trash they once despised, leading to utter failure.
The prolonged, unbridled energy, the sleepless nights, the conflicting stances of lovers, the relief of the expired bounty on the astral body, and finally, reaching the high-level barrier—
Complete relaxation.
At the end of the torii gate, [Six-Eyed], [Stardust Body], and [Spirit Manipulator] took their first step into the high school's barrier.
Fuheshen lightly stepped on the stone bricks, his movements as agile as a cheetah, his figure outlined almost perfectly by the thin fabric.
When he used the blind spot created by the [Six Eyes] body to wield his knife, every muscle that stretched out displayed extremely explosive lines. In the instant before anyone could react, the slender blade pierced straight through the opponent's body.
"!!!"
The relaxed atmosphere instantly froze into a startling shock.
"you……"
[Six Eyes] raised his hand and grasped the blade that had pierced through his chest. When he turned to look behind him, his azure eyes also shone with a misty blue like a clear sky through the gaps in his sunglasses.
After patiently waiting in the shadows for three days, Fu Heishen finally made his move. He looked up at the [Six-Eyed] brat, a mocking smile playing on his lips, as if he wanted to hear what the brat would say when he realized he had been completely outmaneuvered.
The blade was gripped tightly by five fingers. The white-haired boy with [six eyes] remained indifferent as he finished speaking.
"Got you?"
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