Fujimaru Ritsuka, but the main god space

Chapter 191 Wow, it’s Dio, he’s possessed by Shen’er!
that moment.

The only sounds echoing in the entire office were the breathing of Makima and Ritsuka.

One side is calm and steady.

One side is hot and rapid.

Although it was only a slight change, the quickened breathing reaction appeared on Makima's body, and even made the cheeks of this urban beauty turn a little rosy.

"You really surprised me. I thought this topic was over." There was a little more warmth in Makima's static smile. Her body leaned forward slightly, and her weird eyes looked at Ritsuka without any concealment.

"There's nothing to be surprised about. Wu and the others should have noticed it, but they are more used to letting me handle the negotiations."

Ritsuka shook his head, and Makima relaxed completely. She simply rested her chin on her palm and asked with her head tilted.

"In that case, why did Ritsuka-kun keep staring at me when I was a player?"

"Nothing, I just think there are too many lies in what you just said."

"Can Ritsuka-kun see through lies?"

"A strength that is not worth mentioning."

Makima blinked, digging her thumb slightly into the tender flesh of her cheek.

"Is that so? But don't worry, since you can see through my purpose, then you should be able to judge whether this sentence is right or wrong--" He was definitely not serious, but he did not avoid Ritsuka's gaze.

Makima maintained her creepy smile.

Word by word.

"Everything I do is to bring peace to the world."

Not a lie.

This is the feedback from Ritsuka's [intuition].

This woman is serious.

Although there are contradictions and incongruities, if she wants to destroy all cursed spirits in the world and achieve peace, then she will not be her enemy.
Weird.

It is impossible to lose basic vigilance, but there is no benefit in tearing your face off here.

For some reason, Ritsuka felt a sense of disobedience——

An illusion that Makima is 'in control of herself'.

".Then, we will be responsible for completing this mission, and Miss Makima just needs to do nothing." In short, Ritsuka brought the topic back to the right track.

"Well, I don't mind."

Makima smiled.

"You probably won't believe me, right? Haha, but as you can see, I'm just a powerless woman. Of course, if necessary, I should be able to do what I can."

"."

Negotiation was futile, so Ritsuka could only sigh and leave.

"I always feel like you have something else to say?" Looking at Ritsuka's back, Makima smiled and supported her face.

"Yeah, but it's not necessary."

Young man, what I wanted to ask at that moment was
【you】

[Why do you seem to know me? ]

In Ritsuka's memory, Makima never existed.

But Makima's subtle movements.

Fiery eyes.

Let Ritsuka be 100%, or even 90% confused.——
"Are you done, Ritsuka?"

On a bench in front of the Tokyo Public Security Bureau entrance, Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru and others were lying on the wooden chairs, playing with their cell phones.

"Well, Makima is indeed a player, but we can't tell her purpose for the time being." Ritsuka approached the three of them, and the three high school students looked at each other and shrugged.

"You can't see that there's no point asking us. Compared to those, take a look at this."

Gojo Satoru stretched out his arms and raised his cell phone at the same time, holding the screen flat for Ritsuka to see.

The black and red pages were marked with bloody flower prints and a large number of English letters. In the reduced window, one could see headshots of people from different regions and races.

In the middle avatar, the girl in the photo is young and beautiful. She is looking forward and waving to others, and she seems not to notice the candid photo.

"Reward?" Ritsuka raised an eyebrow.

Isn't this something we've known for a long time?

"But this is a bounty for killers all over the world. This is no longer just a matter between the Panxing Cult and the Q group. We are going to fight against the curse masters and killers of the entire world." Xia Youjie added.

"You might think it's too exaggerated, but actually - look at the reward amount."

Hearing this, Ritsuka looked again.

The numbers that come into view are.
【100】

Astronomical numbers.

"It's just that the Panxing Cult can't afford so much money. Someone else has to pay, and this amount is enough to turn the hostility of assassins around the world towards Tenriko."

Gojo Satoru concluded, smacking his lips at the same time, "Shit! When I was just born, the bounty on my head was only worth 100 million yen. What the hell are these guys doing? A mere Japanese high school girl shouldn't act so arrogantly."

"Why are you angry with the victim?" Glass complained.

But there is no doubt that 10 billion is a fucking terrifying number.

Malice from the world.

So scary.

Well, I guess the second-year geniuses in technical high school will also become more serious and cautious because of this!

Gojo Satoru: “Okay!”

Fujimaru Ritsuka: "I have no objection."

Glass: "Why are you looking at me?"

Xia Youjie raised his head and sighed: "Although I have no objection, it seems that I am the only normal person."

"Don't say that. There is good news too." Gojo said with a smile.

"Because the difficulty has increased, even the special-class Kujuku Yuki will come back for this mission and jointly take charge of the defense of the astral plasma."

"!"

The most excited person was naturally Ritsuka.

Having heard of Kujuku Yuki's name a long time ago, Ritsuka was quite curious about him.

The limit of [quality], the top sorcerer in "World of Spellcraft".

Killer all over the world.

It seems that Makima has other intentions.

And
They were top fighters who had only met once before but now agreed to fight again.

【Fushiguro Shinobu】

He stole many special-grade spell tools from the high school, a famous figure in the killer world, and an abandoned child of the Zenin family, one of the three major spell-casting families.

If the bounty this time is really that high, then that guy will surely come out.

Fushiguro Shiori holding several special grade cursed tools.
That will definitely not let you down.
He is the main dish, and countless killers are the side dishes.

Suck.

It's time to get a taste.

The four of them stood up and walked away.

Gojo Satoru waved his hands left and right, shaking them as if they had no bones, and tilted his head upward.

Xia Youjie put his hands in his pockets, hunched over, and walked slowly and coldly like a poison master.

Ritsuka swung his arms back and forth and jumped up and down.

Glass - Walk normally and take pictures of the three people in front of you.

The Ancient Four.

The most powerful street slicker in the college.

Ikimas!! (Attack)——
Ka-la, Ka-la!

boom!
The heavy sound and the loud noise that broke through the air continued to echo in the extremely dark room.

If it were a human, any vision would be directly deprived in such a dark environment. If it were just the sound, it would probably sound like some huge steel beast was rampaging in the narrow space.

Well, it's just like being in a secret room with an Olympic athlete who is throwing a discus. It makes you want to leave first.

By the way, the sound of a discus is not like that. To use an analogy, it is more like a fully loaded truck, with a weight of several dozen tons flying in the air like a discus, which gives people this suffocating feeling of oppression. It is impossible to even get close, but for the sake of life and livelihood, the woman still has to stay in this room.

The woman - having said that, she is actually an old lady.

The sweat of the Utako Miko continued to flow down, from a trickle at the beginning, gradually turning into a waterfall, and finally there was so much that it made people wonder if someone was peeing on her head.

His clothes were soaked with sweat and his muscles were trembling under the threat of death.

The Itako shrine maiden is eighty-three years old this year.

The so-called Itako Miko actually refers to a witch in Japanese who can bring the spirits of the dead to the bodies of the living.

He once appeared in the attack on the High Principal, and is the only modern successor to the art of necromancy.

She is one of the top assassins in the world, and was the one who took away a large number of cursed objects when the high school was attacked that day.

But at this moment, this monster, whose status, strength, and experience are beyond the reach of ordinary people, is afraid of the room in front of him and the people inside.

Suppressing fear, fighting instinct, the reason for entering this room.
(If I don’t go, I will die.)
(The high school has already killed all the curse masters who participated in the attack that day. It will be my turn soon. If I run into Gojo Satoru and those weird students, even I will die.)
(The only way is to strike first)

Kill all those people in the high commissioner. The person who can do this is definitely not me, it cannot be just me.

In this room before us is the person that the Utako Miko is asking for help.

After asking someone specifically, she accidentally got the person's information.

This legend in the assassination world exposed his personal information without any disguise, as if welcoming the arrival of all the killers who wanted to take revenge on him.

Finally, the witch knocked on the door and got the owner's consent to enter the room.

But after entering, the owner of the room only said one sentence to him.

"Find a place to sit, I'll finish a little exercise and then I'll call you back."

"Yes"

The witch buried her head deeply.

"Sir."

The voice was so condescending, and carried an aggression close to that of a wild beast. Although I could feel the corners of his mouth curved up, there was no smile. Only the chilling fear wrapped around my whole body.

The witch couldn't find a seat in the dark room, so she just stood there, waiting for the killer to finish his training.

And finally, after a year of torture, the man finally stopped.

At the same time, the wind pressure caused by the pause blew up the curtains in the room, moving the rusty iron ring to the side.

Light pierced into the room, finally illuminating the scene inside.

But that sight only made Utako Miko even more terrified.

hum!
Iron sheet or iron pillar?
I don't know, maybe it's a barbell weighing several hundred kilograms. The witch didn't know the common sense of weightlifting, but she knew that the black iron plate was as big as the bed board! And there were two such heavy iron plates, connected to each other with a threaded steel structure.

The man held the middle stick tightly, and his fist, which was almost as big as the girl's head, tightly grasped the steel pillar, and he stopped the barbell with one hand.

A body as huge as a monster and trapezius muscles as big as hills.

Unlike any other sorcerer, it was a sense of fear that came from the essence of human beings, wailing deep in the witch's soul.

Don't go! Don't ever go! Don't ever touch him!

Men are the most terrifying existence in the world of killers.

【Fushiguro Shinobu】

So, was Fushiguro Shigeki just fiddling with the barbell? Was he training in that way?
wrong.

That kind of wind pressure is more like playing with the barbell like spinning a pen rather than lifting it.

That is an area beyond human comprehension, but it has become a daily exercise for men.

Of course, it's called exercise.
It was just a spur-of-the-moment action I took this year.

"So, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Shen'er seemed to love darkness. Most of his body was hidden in shadow, and only a small outline of his sturdy body, which was slightly steaming after warming up, could be seen.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but the man’s voice sounds familiar. It’s a bit like the voice of the blond vampire in the cartoon played on the big screen when I was walking on the streets of Akihabara, Japan.

".Cooperation." The Utako Miko said carefully, "Master Shinji, you should know that those people from the Jujutsu High School will come looking for you sooner or later. I know you think you have the ability to protect yourself, but since even you have started training, I believe you should also take this matter seriously."

Yes, just as I said.

Fushiguro Shige's whereabouts are almost completely defenseless, and in most cases he doesn't even cover his face, so people in the killer world know what this man does on a daily basis, what missions he takes, and it is easier for them to avoid him.

Two years ago, this man spent almost every day at the Japanese horse racing track, living an absurd life. He only took daily assignments, and was as free and easy as the Sanhe God at the entrance of the train station.

However, ever since the attack on the High Commissioner, he seemed like a different person.

He took away a number of special-grade spell tools and practiced at home every day, and the number of missions also increased.

It's like it's regaining the original feeling, or even going a step further!
A famous gangster once said: Strong people don't need to exercise, those who exercise are women.

Just like a lion will not deliberately hone its muscles, being born strong is an "unfair" gift, so in order to be fair, one needs to restrain the desire to become stronger.

Fushiguro Shigeki is undoubtedly despised by his family, but he has an extremely powerful talent. He does not hate fighting, but he disdains training.

Until this year I broke my own rules.

I don’t know what stimulated him, but the reality is that he did exude an aura that was even more terrifying than what the Utako Miko had imagined.

That's why she seeks cooperation.

"Please allow me to use my necromancy on you. The necromancy is a technique that can change the user's body and cursed power simultaneously, and the technique is engraved on the body. In other words, the necromancy allows you to hold the technique out of thin air, and on this basis, it will not trigger the curse effect of the Heaven and Curse Binding."

Yes, Miko Itako is indeed the most knowledgeable assassin of the time, and she even thought of the most bizarre way to avoid the innate curse.

"The essence of my necromancy is to blur the concept of 'individual', extract 'physical information' and overlay it on the 'soul' of the target of the technique. In other words, in this case, it will be identified as 'one person'."

"But if I extract the [soul information] together, it will be considered as [two persons of the same person], which is a contradictory situation."

"I wouldn't try it for an ordinary person, but - Master Shin'er, your body is the strongest in the world. Even if you add another layer of [physical information], it won't be covered. If it can coexist with [soul information]."

"In the most fortunate case—"

The eyes of the Itaocai shrine maiden glowed.

"You will become a man who possesses both a heavenly and cursed body and top-notch spells! Both your body and spells will be extremely invincible!"

"By that time, you will be able to kill Gojo Satoru and the others effortlessly—"

“Hahahahahahaha!!!—”

A sharp laugh, and before Fushiguro Shigeu had finished hearing it all, he burst into laughter, mocking the stupid shrine maiden in an impolite manner.

"Ah~ Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean any harm, I just accidentally hit a funny spot~" His chest muscles rose and fell, and he was still smiling, but he was trying hard to organize his words, "So, whose corpse are you going to use to perform a séance with me?"

".Abe Haruaki."

"roar~"

Fushiguro Shigeu sat back, and God knew how he found the sofa in such a dark environment.

"Does the High School's Curse Item Vault contain that guy's flesh and blood? You really think highly of me. You gave that thing to me. Aren't you afraid that I will kill you afterwards?"

"."

The witch didn't say anything because she was really scared, very scared.

But there was no other way, this was the only method she had.

But on the bright side, since Fushiguro Shigeki asked this question, does that mean he actually has intentions?
"Okay, I refuse, you can go now."

"?!!"

The witch stood there in a daze for a moment. She wanted to persuade someone with something, but because she had just overdrawn her mental strength and stood there for a long time, even her words were not fluent at this moment.

So before she could dissuade him, Fushiguro Shigeki continued.

"I won't accept anything you say. If you don't want to die, get out of here. I've finally put some effort into training myself so that I can enjoy this mission. So don't waste my time with your nonsense words."

"I will be responsible for killing those little devils from the college."

boom!
The door was opened, and light poured into the room more greedily. When she saw the full face of the man in the room, the Utako Miko no longer had the energy and courage to refute.

Opening the door to see the guest off - Fushiguro Shinjiro certainly couldn't do such a thing, so he just used the newspaper at hand to casually fan the door, and the remaining force blew the heavy iron door open by more than 40 degrees.

The witch's hair was blown against her scalp, and she had no choice but to swallow and slowly step back.

But in the end, she still heard the warning that came to her mind from the enthusiastic Shinobu Fushiguro.

"By the way, I know what you're probably thinking. I guess you're planning to cooperate with me and take this opportunity to attack the academy, right? It's up to you, but if you get in my way, I'll kill you, and—"

"If possible, choose those two guys, Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru, as your opponents instead of Fujimaru Ritsuka."

Fushiguro Shigeki grinned.

"I'll take care of that guy myself."

(End of this chapter)