Zongman: Kulaixiku, resurrection!

After dinner, Toyokawa Shoko hurried back to perform for Mr. Chiyo, so she took the tram back to Rising in advance.

Kashiwa Sanhui could only wait alone for Takemiya to deal with the girls and send them home.

Before that, Baihe Sanhui was busy looking through the student roster provided by the school and contacting the girls' parents to inform them one by one. After all, they would definitely be going home late tonight.

"Sanhui, I've taken care of your friends for you."

Pushing open the door of the diagnosis room, Wu Jianmiao stretched himself and lazily lay back on the recliner.

The cold plaster was knocked off and replaced with a splint, a layer of medical gauze was tied on Xiduo's forehead, and an eye patch was covered over Yili's eyes with a small rose painted on it.

“Thank you for your patronage, welcome to visit us next time~”

"Next time I'll bring you someone from the tax department, you black-hearted bastard."

"Hmm~"

Baihe Sanhui gave a middle finger and took the girls away from this sad place.

There was no way out. The salary was directly deposited into Takemiya's account. A middle finger was the most intense resistance that Kashiwa Sanhui could offer.

Sitting on the train heading to Shimokitazawa, Kashiwa Sanhui had a sullen face and was in a visibly bad mood.

"Baby Sanhui..." Liang was just about to do something to liven up the atmosphere when a strange aura burst out from Baihe Sanhui.

The lead singer immediately straightened her chest and stomach and sat up straight.

Yili had slumped in his seat, stuck in a gas-liquid state and struggling to maintain his fragile balance.

This is terrifying! Doctor Baihe definitely has a hundred lives on his hands. He's about to kill us all right here and then soak us in formalin to make us into artworks...

To clarify again, there was not a single human life on Baihe Sanhui's body, but there were more than 400 rat lives, and most of them sank into the hot pot soup instead of the sea.

You can eat it with confidence because you raise it yourself.

"Inhale—exhale..." Kashiwa Sanhui took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, switching back to harmless mode. "Actually, I've always been pretty stable, really."

The three of them nodded frequently, as if they were moving in unison on the same wave.

"I'm so sorry, doctor. I will definitely respect you in the future. I just ask you not to put drugs in the things Hongxia bought."

I don't think so at all, Liang.

"Don't worry, I personally prefer Hannibal's elegant murder method. I don't consider such low-level methods as drugging."

"Well, then I'm safe. Someone like me who has been eating grass all the time must have very poor meat quality—woo!"

A merciless knife strike struck Liang's forehead. "Don't add to Ichiri's panic, you weirdo!"

Poor Lonely-chan had already curled up in Kita's arms, huddled up like a hedgehog and shivered.

……

After sending the girls to Shimokitazawa station, Kashiwa Miki had nothing to do, so he suddenly decided to go to Shibuya to experience the bright lights and extravagance of Tokyo.

In fact, I just have a midnight snack and then go to the Internet cafe to play single-player games all night, and then take the first bus home to sleep the next day.

He couldn't go to a sauna or Okubo. The socialist education he received since childhood didn't allow him to go to such places.

After a quick midnight snack, walking on the light-polluted streets of Shibuya, Kashiwa Miki was thinking about how to solve the inexplicable curse while admiring the beautiful cosplayers that randomly appeared on the streets of Shibuya.

Our Xiao Chunan's greatest attempt at sexual exploration is to find a way to touch the cosplayer girl's hand while collecting stamps.

"Sir over there, please stay!"

Suddenly, Kashiwa Sanhui felt someone calling him.

When he turned around, he saw a blonde woman dressed as a fortune teller looking at him as if she was facing a great enemy.

"Hello, what can I do for you?" Although he didn't know how he had offended the lady, she looked at him as if he were an enemy.

But it’s always a good idea to say hello politely first.

"Have you been in any trouble recently?"

"No, judging from today's experience, you are currently just a small and unexpected trouble."

"I'm truly sorry, sir, but I had no choice but to call you. Let me introduce myself. My name is Chihaya Mifune, and I'm a fortune teller."

Looking at the gentleman in front of her who was dressed well, Chihaya Mifune was glad that she had followed Tarot's guidance and traveled all the way from Shinjuku Street to Shibuya to set up a stall, otherwise she might have missed the opportunity to save a life.

"Kashiwa Sanhui, it's an honor to meet you." Kashiwa Sanhui took off his hat as a greeting.

"Please come with me. I have something very important to tell you."

Confused, Kashiwa Sanki followed Mifune Chihaya for a while and came to a fortune-telling stall on the street.

Sitting on a small bench, Chihaya Mifune said something shocking: "You have been cursed by a bad guy!"

Wen La is a master in the field of mysticism!

"Why do you think so?" Baihe Sanhui was ecstatic in his heart, but he still kept a straight face and asked calmly.

"This morning, I did a tarot reading. Since you might not be familiar with tarot cards, I'll tell you the result directly - if I don't come to Shibuya today, someone will lose their life!"

Does this mean that the effect of Curse 2 later is to take away vitality?

"The moment I saw you, my intuition told me that the object of the divination was you. Do you have time now? I would like to do a divination for you, free of charge."

"For free? I'd love to."

"Please choose a subject for divination. Anything will do."

"Then... predict my future career fortune."

Chihaya Mifune spread out a pile of tarot cards and asked Sanki Kashiwa to choose three cards in turn and then turn them over in order.

Temperance, Destiny, and the World are all reversed.

Chihaya Mifune's CPU burned out. In all her years in the fortune-telling business, this was the first time she'd encountered such an unlucky client. If she'd gotten such a result for a less polite client, not only would she not get paid, she'd probably even have her business shut down.

"Well... in short, not only might you not get promoted, you might even be in danger of quitting your job."

Baihe Sanhui also noticed it. Li Xiao had told him some rules of Tarot before, and the one he remembered most clearly was that a good card turned upside down was definitely not a good thing.

"...Can you test my health? I'll pay." Kashiwa Miki opened his wallet, took out 10,000 yen and put it on the small table of the stall.

Death upright, Moon upright, Temperance reversed.

"...In the future, you may become ill due to overwork." Mifune Chihaya organized her words with great difficulty so that Kashiwa Miki could better accept the result of this divination.

After all, it was free last time, so there was no concern about telling the truth; this time, Baihe Sanhui paid over the amount, so he must take the customer's feelings into consideration.

"You can, uh, try to change that by paying attention to your sleep schedule and eating healthier..."

"Love luck, I'll pay for it separately."

Kashiwa Miki expressionlessly slapped two 10,000 yen bills on the small table.

It’s not that he really believes in Tarot.

It's just that the nature of the game has changed.