I'm in Tokyo, caught in the clutches of the demon princess.

The next day, while Sakurai Hiroshi was in the middle of a board meeting, his phone rang. He glanced at it and saw it was an entertainment news notification. He instinctively picked up his phone to put it on silent mode.

I happened to see the title by chance.

Shocking! The heiress of Sakurai Entertainment was seen entering and leaving such a place with a strange man.

I initially thought it was just some idle gossip about his daughter that paparazzi made up out of nothing.

I didn't believe it at first, but Hiroshi Sakurai clicked on it out of curiosity.

The contents of the book made Hiroshi Sakurai's fists clench.

Everyone was puzzled as to why their director had such an expression.

"What happened to the chairman?"

"It's nothing, my house was just burgled. I'll go back and take care of it. Let's call it a day for today's meeting."

As Hiroshi Sakurai thought about it more and more in the car, he felt something was wrong. The reasonable assumptions he had made to deceive himself yesterday were completely shattered.

He hated himself for not realizing it sooner.

Just as the car pulled up in front of the internet cafe, Hiroshi Sakurai saw Saki Sakurai waving goodbye to a figure from behind.

Chapter Sixty: The Invitation to the Strange Tales Club

The figure got into a taxi a second before his car stopped.

Hiroshi Sakurai got out of the Maybach and looked at his beloved daughter.

"Dad, what brings you here?"

Hiroshi Sakurai looked around.

"Go up and talk."

Upon arriving at Sakurai Saki's 200-square-meter bedroom, Sakurai Hiroshi began questioning her, showing her photos from the news.

"Who is this person, and what is your relationship with him?"

Sakurai Saki smiled slightly.

"I don't know him, and even if I did, I wouldn't tell you."

Hiroshi Sakurai was on the verge of tears.

“Saki, Dad is afraid you’ll be fooled by bad people. You know our family is big and powerful, and eventually everything that’s mine and your mother’s will be yours. You can’t just have casual contact with the opposite sex.”

Sakurai Sakika looked at Sakurai Hiroshi with a subtle expression.

"You've been using this excuse for a long time. I know Dad loves me, but I'm also at the age where I'm starting to fall in love. You can't stop me from having a sweet romance. Besides, I inherited my parents' excellent genes. Trust me, my taste is definitely not bad."

Sakurai Sakika added:

"Besides, Dad, it's just that I like her, but she doesn't agree."

"She's very kind. I was so scared in the haunted house that I peed my pants, and she gave me clothes to wear because she was worried I'd catch a cold."

Sakurai Sakika looked sincere, and Sakurai Hiroshi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly he realized something was wrong and immediately became dissatisfied.

“My dear daughter, what did you just say? You like him, but he doesn’t agree? What kind of boy has such high standards and such a big mouth?”

Sakurai Saki gave a helpless, bitter smile.

"Dad, look at you. You get angry when we're lovers, and you're still unhappy when we're friends. What exactly do you want?"

“Honey, that’s not what Daddy meant. It’s just that our baby is the one who has to refuse others. When have you ever had the chance to be refused? I feel so bad for you.”

Sakurai Saki waved her hand.

"It's okay. We're very good friends. If it weren't for Dad, I wouldn't be without a single close male friend. You can't leave me with none of them."

Sakurai Sakika was unusually resolute, and Sakurai Hiroshi gritted his teeth.

"Okay, but you have to promise Dad you'll only have this one."

Sakurai Sakika nodded. "Yes, I promised Dad I'd only have this one."

Sakurai Sakika paused, as if remembering something.

"Dad, I bought you a present."

Hiroshi Sakurai was pleasantly surprised.

"My dear daughter is so thoughtful. Let Daddy see what the gift is."

Sakurai Saki rummaged through the closet and finally pulled out a dinosaur pajama set.

Here, do you like it?

"I like it." Hiroki Sakurai was overjoyed.

"Go change quickly, and then I'll tell Dad about what's happened these past few days. It's been really, really amazing."

Hiroshi Sakurai changed into dinosaur pajamas and sat on the bed listening to Saki Sakurai talk endlessly about the interesting things that had happened in the past few days.

The brilliance and drama of this story impressed even someone like Hiroshi Sakurai, who has seen his share of grand occasions.

Meanwhile, Feng Zejian had already arrived at the school by taxi.

At that moment, Kana Kumagai was drinking coffee when Kazesawa entered without even knocking.

"You're really rude. Not only did you skip class to go to the amusement park with the entertainment group's daughter, but now you're coming in without even knocking."

Feng Zejian couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm telling you, you've planted a listening device on me, haven't you?"

Kana Kumagai raised his hand.

"This has nothing to do with me. Your news about her was published in the entertainment newspaper, and I bet someone even bought the publicity."

Feng Zejian gritted his teeth.

"In this internet age, there is absolutely no privacy."

"There's nothing we can do. She's practically an insider, and the company behind her is incredibly popular. I've seen comments saying she's a new artist that Sakurai Entertainment is planning to promote."

There was a moment of silence between Feng Ze and others.

"Never mind that, I had an unexpected surprise at the amusement park."

He then placed a black card, made of some unknown material, in front of Kana Kumagai.

When Kana Kumagai saw that thing, she put her legs down and drank the coffee in her cup in one gulp.

"An invitation from the Strange Tales Club, you're really something, kid."

Feng Zejian frowned.

"The Strange Things Club, what kind of organization is that?"

"An organization comprised of urban legends and folk horror characters, currently not affiliated with any party. They are an organization with an unstable stance, and they are interested in you."

The two looked at each other.

"Now that you've reached this level, there are some things I should tell you. Go and lock the door."

Upon hearing this, Kazema turned around and locked the door, while Kumagai Kana got up, drew the curtains, and started taking off her clothes.

Feng Zejian turned around and saw the vengeful ghost with its bare back, and he was dumbfounded.

"Is it progressing so fast?"

Kana Kumagai turned and glared at Kazesawa.

"What are you thinking? Look closely at the tattoo on my back."

Feng Zejian stared intently, and the Prajna suddenly began to move.

"I, Defa?"

"This is proof of the contract I made with Prajna. With this, I can use a portion of Prajna's power, which is collectively known as the power of demons."

"It's a power that can only be obtained by having a certain compatibility with those haunted houses and gaining their approval or forming a bond with them. The contract for forging the power of ghosts can be temporary or permanent, but mine is permanent."

Feng Zejian recalled his strange behavior over the past few days.

She also took off her clothes, exposing her back.

"So, does this mean I've gained demonic power?"

Kumagai Kano put on his clothes, walked behind Kazesawa, and began to examine him closely.

He even touched it with his hands.

"Your situation doesn't seem like the conclusion of a contract."

Feng Zejian's body trembled. "Don't be too rough, it's very sensitive."

"Logically speaking, forming a bond requires a high degree of compatibility between the two parties. I haven't seen this pattern before; it looks like a scratch."

"It was probably left behind when you resonated deeply with the ghost. It should be considered a kind of ghost power. However, this kind of ghost power has a relatively weak ability to amplify the human body, but it can achieve basic resonance."

"If a certain emotion between the two of you reaches its peak, you will both feel it. So, what exactly did you and that spirit do?"

Feng Zejian gave an awkward laugh and argued, "I didn't do it."

Kana Kumagai narrowed her eyes slightly; it was rare to see Kazesawa in such a guilty state.

At that moment, a bold idea popped into her mind.

"Scratches...you wouldn't..."

Feng Zejian blushed.

Kana Kumagai took a step back, looking at Kazesawa with a hint of disdain.

"You really are..."

Feng Zejian put on his clothes.

"Don't look at things with prejudice, okay? And why do you think I did this? I risked my life for you, otherwise where do you think I got all that information from?"

Kana Kumagai laughed. She could tell that Kazesawa was making excuses again, but she had to admit that his efficiency was really high.

Chapter 61 I knew you wouldn't be angry

"Alright, alright, that's enough. But you still need to go to that place. Getting help or forming a temporary contract will greatly help your next steps."

Feng Zejian asked, "Then how many ghost powers can one person create at the same time?"

"Theoretically there is no upper limit, but some ghost powers are mutually exclusive. The reason for this is that ghosts are hostile to each other. It's not that they can't form a bond, it just depends on the person's skill."

"Besides, we are ultimately just mortals, and our bodies can't handle forcibly wielding demonic power. So don't push yourself too hard unless absolutely necessary."

Feng Zejian nodded.

"I understand now, so that's what those talismans are all about."

"That was the work of an Onmyoji, which can be considered as the power of humanity itself. However, the number of people who can become Onmyoji is almost one in a million. There are almost no Onmyoji in the wild. An Onmyoji who is not under the jurisdiction is a time bomb. In recent years, I haven't heard of any Onmyoji in the wild showing up. They are probably just keeping to themselves somewhere."

"In addition to using talismans, advanced Onmyoji can also sign shikigami contracts with certain beings."

Kazesawa also found the key words in Kumagai Kana's words.

"Some beings, including monsters, ghosts, or even gods?"

"Your analysis is very thorough."

Feng Zejian roughly understood some things.

"The reason I didn't tell you these things is because I was afraid you would be too anxious. I wanted you to grow step by step. I didn't mean to hide anything from you."

Feng Zejian smiled slightly, a smile that was indescribably enigmatic.

"What's so great about crushing the enemy? It's the comebacks and underdogs that give me a sense of accomplishment. Life is a game for me, and you are all my mission targets. The only real player is me. Don't look at me as weak now. I've just deliberately set the difficulty to hell mode."

Kana Kumagai couldn't help but chuckle.

"You know what, you really do have the makings of a protagonist. Good luck, the only player."

Goodbye, my mission objective.