I was the fourth disaster in Yokohama and was loved by everyone.

The NPCs have completely left the campus!

Zhu Yu didn't have time to agonize over whether or not to kill the NPC; catching up with the NPC was the priority.

Equipped with the essential mount for travel—her "super invincible colorful" motorcycle—she charged recklessly, rapidly approaching the NPC's location in a straight line.

*

Dust filled the air, and the ground was a mess.

Gojo Satoru easily dealt with the remnants of the cursed mage group "Q" who were chasing after him. It wasn't even a warm-up. Only the broken glass shards and remnants of cursed power on the rooftop proved that a battle had taken place.

Before he could even relax, Six Eyes sensed something was wrong—someone was approaching.

The roar of an engine shattered the post-war tranquility. A motorcycle came to a screeching halt in front of him, its tires scraping the ground and kicking up fine dust.

They landed steadily, and the people on the bus nimbly flipped off.

The flashy, colorful motorcycles were practically blinding in the midday sun, their glare almost painful to the eyes.

He abruptly turned his head and closed his eyes, quickly putting on the sunglasses he had taken off during the fight.

Six Eyes is constantly receiving information from his surroundings, which puts an excessive burden on his brain. Therefore, when not in combat, he wears special sunglasses to cover his six eyes and reduce the amount of information he receives.

Having been caught off guard by the dazzling colors of that flashy motorcycle, Gojo Satoru felt his eyes were starting to feel a bit strained.

Gojo Satoru rubbed his eyes and blinked hard twice, finally recovering.

"An enemy?" His eyes suddenly sharpened as he sized up the newcomer.

A strange girl wearing black-rimmed glasses, her dark eyes behind the lenses as deep as an ancient well, her loosely tied black hair swaying gently in the breeze, and a small bag slung over her back—she looked like an ordinary person who had wandered into the wrong place.

"..." The newcomer turned his head and seemed to glance at him a few times, looking somewhat confused.

Is there something on his head?

Gojo Satoru hesitated for a moment before touching the top of his head and found that his hairstyle was perfect, not messy at all, and his hair volume was still enviable.

They can't possibly be impressed by my good looks, can they?

Gojo Satoru thought to himself with a touch of arrogance.

Perhaps he himself did not realize that the moment he saw the other person, the wariness he felt vanished instantly.

It's like your reason is still yelling at you to be careful of a stranger who suddenly appears, but your body relaxes first because it thinks the other person is trustworthy.

The visitor's micro-expressions, movements, and the way his magical power flowed were like a thin but resilient thread, suddenly connecting to a corner of his brain filled with memories.

He should know her.

But my mind felt like it was looking through frosted glass; I couldn't recall any specific images. There was only a strange sense of peace, like a lone traveler in winter stumbling upon a streetlamp along the way, making me instinctively want to approach it, yet hesitate because of the unknown.

Logically, such a strange feeling should have aroused Gojo Satoru's vigilance, but he unexpectedly wanted to indulge in the sense of peace that arose in his heart.

Perhaps it was a somewhat willful idea, but he always followed his own desires.

"Huh?" Riko Tennen peeked out from behind Satoru Gojo in disbelief and recognized the person who had come.

“It’s you, Kawakami-san.”

*

Zhu Yu discovered that the mission target had run to the rooftop, but her beloved vehicle seemed unable to defy the physics engine and directly climb a 90° wall to achieve physical ascent.

Of course, none of these challenges could stump her.

Using her supernatural abilities to create a path, she successfully made a stylish landing on her motorcycle!

Following the system's instructions, I looked for the NPC's location and was somewhat surprised to find a familiar white-haired NPC.

It's you, Gojo Satoru (NPC)!

Zhu Yu was surprised to find that the color on the top of his head changed from "red" to "yellow", then jumped back and forth between yellow and green, and finally settled on "green".

Although Gojo Satoru's changeable attitude was somewhat unexpected, the most important thing now is the mission!

The mission objective spotted her and started talking to her.

Before she could answer, Gojo Satoru had already walked over in a very casual manner.

"Oh, so we know each other."

He casually put his arm around Zhu Yu's shoulder, a subconscious action that startled even himself.

"Ah, sorry sorry."

Making such an intimate gesture to a girl he was meeting for the first time was a bit rude, so Gojo Satoru took a few steps back and apologized, feeling slightly uncomfortable.

He might be a bit frivolous with people he's close to, but in reality, having received a good education from a prominent family, he is quite mindful of boundaries at times.

There was a reason why he didn't directly and affectionately call Riko "Riko" when they met for the first time.

He stared into the girl's calm eyes, and the feeling of déjà vu grew stronger.

"Have we... met somewhere before?"

As soon as he said it, even he felt it was a bit cliché, but a voice inside him urged him to ask.

The girl tilted her head, denying his statement: "[Kawakami Socks] has never seen you before."

But I've seen [Meichuan Kuzi].

Zhu Yu silently added in her heart, "Sorry, dear white-haired NPC, we are enemies now!"

Gojo Satoru's pupils suddenly contracted.

He noticed the other person's self-identification: "Kawakami Socks," who had been designated as the "Most Evil Cursed Master" by the Directorate General a year ago.

The air seemed to freeze in an instant.

Gojo Gosho could recall that the person in front of him was a dangerous curse master, but Tennori Riko was unaware of this. She was just a little puzzled as to why the previously harmonious atmosphere had suddenly turned cold.

"Um, is Kawakami-san also a sorcerer?" Riko Tennen looked away, trying not to be blinded, and pointed to Zhu Yu's motorcycle. "You seemed to have been lifted up by vines just now. Was that your spell?"

"No, it's a curse caster."

Zhu Yu silently corrected him.

Riko's breath hitched, somewhat incredulous. After all, as someone who had one foot in the world of sorcery, although not a sorcerer, she still knew some basic common sense about the world of sorcery.

Cursed spellcasters are the enemies of sorcerers!

Was she here to kill me too?!

She recalled the flowers he had given her when they first met, and the warmth of exchanging names—was it all a lie?

But it felt as if something sharper had suddenly pierced my chest—the first emotion that surged up was not fear, nor anger, but a subtle sense of grievance that welled up in my throat and burned my eyes.

Seeing the NPC's teary-eyed appearance, Zhu Yu sensed something was wrong.

Oh no, players can't stand it when pretty NPCs show a crying expression!

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Chapter 147 Leave Now

Riko abruptly turned her face away, her shoulders tense, her chest tight and heavy, yet with an indescribable soreness.

—I should hate her.

The other party deceived me, took advantage of my trust, and it's even possible that our first meeting was a carefully orchestrated drama.

But then... Riko clung to a last sliver of hope.

What if?

What if it's a misunderstanding? What if the other person was just passing by?

Otherwise, why didn't they make a move when they were completely unprepared?

She had carefully placed the bouquet in the locker in the auditorium, but hadn't had time to put it in a vase to keep it in good condition.

It's a pity that we'll never see that bouquet of flowers again.

Yes, it's just a bit of a pity.

The green light above Riko's head flashed briefly, then veered towards yellow before finally settling on green.

“[Kawakami]-san.” She spoke in a hoarse voice, still a little unsteady, but she had calmed down, “...If there’s nothing else, please leave quickly.”

Through the battle just now, Riko Tennen has fully realized the formidable strength of her protector, Satoru Gojo. And just now, another protector, Yuuki Natsumi, received a message and is on his way.

If the other party is an enemy, there is still a chance to leave; if they are not an enemy, following them will also lead to being affected.

So... leave now.

*

Zhu Yu was somewhat shocked to discover that the beautiful NPC was still a green name—after all, under normal circumstances, as soon as she revealed her hostile stance, the green name would instantly turn into a red name.

Then she can start tatap.

Whether it was regret or joy, Zhu Yu found herself starting to have a slight doubt that the mission might not be completed.

Green-named NPC players are invincible, so how can I submit the quest?

Zhu Yu asked with some worry, "Can you treat me as an enemy now? Otherwise, it will be very troublesome."

Hate players, turn into a red name!

Riko looked bewildered: Would anyone really make such a request?

A seemingly random sentence eased Riko's tense nerves, and the pent-up frustration in her heart dissipated without her noticing.

Gojo looked at Zhu Yu with suspicion.

If they were here to kill someone from Heaven, they would have already made their move; why would they be here rambling on and on?

"What's so tricky?" he asked curiously.

He really couldn't figure out what the purpose of this curse master who had fallen from the sky was.

“I will be unable to bring your body back to the Panxing Cult.”

She suddenly raised her eyes, frowning in some distress. A cold, inorganic light shone deep in her pupils, as if they were dark holes that had swallowed endless light, giving them a somewhat eerie appearance.

That gaze pierced through Nen no Riko, as if piercing through the air itself. In her pupils, Nen no Riko seemed to see herself lying on the ground, covered in blood.

Warm blood spread beneath her, her eyes wide open like those of a dead fish, unable to close, the blood flowing on the ground turning an eerie blackish-red.

A buzzing sound came from my ears.

Riko felt her hair stand on end, passively accepting the oppressive force emanating from that deathly gaze.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and his knees began to tremble uncontrollably.

She was being targeted.

She realized this belatedly.

*

Players wouldn't want to mess with pretty NPCs if they could; it's all about the temptation of quest rewards!

After a hard-fought battle, Zhu Yu was locked in a fierce struggle with Bai Mao Tongzhu, and was on the verge of victory when Hei Mao Tongzhu joined the fray.

After drinking countless health and mana potions, Zhu Yu finally knocked out the two NPCs who were also on the same level. Then, carrying the quest objective, Zhu Yu headed to the Panxing Sect.

She wanted to verify a certain hypothesis.

When the leader of the Panxing Sect saw her, he immediately exchanged a few insincere pleasantries, praising her high efficiency, and then immediately demanded to examine Tian Lizi's "corpse".

He crouched down and pressed his fingers against Tenniri Riko's carotid artery—there was no pulse. There was a large hole in her heart, and the blood at the wound had long since congealed, turning a dark brownish-red.

His skin had turned a cold, bluish-white, and his pupils were dilated; all signs indicated that he was completely dead.

The person in charge nodded in satisfaction and repackaged Riko's body in the bag.

His long-held plan had finally come to fruition, and he smiled triumphantly. Six-Eyed Manipulator and the Cursed Spirit Master were nothing special; they couldn't even protect the Star Essence Body.

He took a deep, pleasant breath and slowly exhaled.

The fragrance of the flowers seems a bit stronger today.

He frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed, his eyes looking as if they were veiled in mist, unfocused and fixed on the air.