A young love story that started with exorcism

After beating her hands until they were tired, she hugged the pillow tightly. Recalling the feeling on her butt just now, one hand involuntarily touched her back, and the tingling sensation seemed to still linger there.

"Does it really feel good? No, no, no, what am I thinking?"

……

Takahashi Takumi was strolling around alone. He had just seen several evil spirits in his son's room, and thought there would be no fewer evil spirits here. Unexpectedly, this place was even more similar to the school he had cleaned. After walking around, he found only a few kittens and only gained 15 points of energy.

"Why does Yotsuya Miko always encounter evil spirits? No matter where she goes, all kinds of evil spirits always appear. Is it because Miko is unlucky, or is it because Miko appears that other evil spirits appear? Could it be that Miko has a similar physique to Conan?"

No, no, this Bleach Conan is completely different. The evil spirits already existed. So, could it be that the evil spirits were influenced by Yotsuya Miko's highly purified psychic eyes, which is why they frequently appear around Yotsuya Miko?

If that's the case, it's no wonder that Jianzi always encounters various evil spirits. But for Takahashi Takumi, this may not be a bad thing. In this way, he doesn't have to look for evil spirits everywhere. When he follows Jianzi, the evil spirits will come to him automatically.

Thinking of this, Takahashi Takumi couldn't help but feel secretly happy. Now he has a good relationship with Miko, and he can also gain energy points by staying with the beautiful JK. Isn't this like having the best of both worlds!

Seeing that it was already lunchtime, Takahashi Takumi was walking back when he stumbled upon a middle-aged man in a black suit and gold-rimmed glasses walking into the hotel.

Seeing a handsome middle-aged gentleman come in, the receptionist couldn't help but take a few more glances and greeted him with a smile on his face. However, the middle-aged gentleman's face was full of disgust. Although he maintained a gentlemanly demeanor verbally, his eyes hidden behind the gold-rimmed glasses looked as if he had seen a rotten orange.

Takahashi Takumi didn't know if this guy had a misogynistic complex, and he didn't want to know. However, this guy exuded a sickening aura, a familiar aura, and he didn't know where he had seen it before. And the oppressive feeling he exuded made him the strongest human being Takahashi Takumi had ever encountered.

He was a dangerous guy. He felt like the odds of winning against him were 50-50, making him difficult to deal with. Takahashi Takumi secretly added him to his list of people to be wary of, and should avoid any contact with him.

Before I returned to the room, Yukinoshita Yukino had already sent me a message reminding me to go have lunch together.

"I heard that the dishes this time were made by Kojiro Shinomiya, the first Japanese citizen to receive the 'Order of Pruspur'. This is French stewed cabbage rolls. Come and try it," said Yukinoshita Yukino as she introduced the dishes on the table.

"Wow, this dish looks so good, I can't bear to eat it!" Yotsuya Miko held her knife and fork, her lips moist. Although she felt a little reluctant to eat such a beautiful dish, the aroma that filled her nose whetted her appetite. The saliva in her mouth kept flowing, so she quickly cut a piece and put it into her mouth.

“Mmm~ It’s so delicious.”

After chewing a few times, Yotsuya Miko was so excited that she put her left hand on her chest and her right hand on her waist, her face flushed and her head tilted back. It was as if her tongue and body were bound by the taste.

Is this too much of an exaggeration? Takahashi Takumi looked at a vegetable roll on a small plate in front of him and, without even using a knife, simply forked it up and gobbled it up in one gulp. It was truly a sublime experience, the silky, melting chicken mousse and the sweetness of the vegetables swirling around on his tongue.

But this was too little. A dish was gone in one bite, while Yotsuya Miko and Yukinoshita Yukino were still cutting and tasting it. Like little hamsters, their little mouths kept chewing, and their noses made satisfied sounds from time to time.

Fortunately, the other dishes weren't quite as delicate, allowing Takumi Takahashi, a big eater, to thoroughly enjoy them. Yotsuya Miko also got to sample dishes at the level of the top ten, her smile having persisted since lunch began.

After eating, drinking and having fun, it was already night. Takahashi Takumi couldn't get used to the large public bath in the hotel, and he couldn't bathe with the beautiful girls, so it was better to go back to his room.

As he was about to walk to the front of the room, he suddenly saw a tall and plump girl. It turned out to be Hojo Miyoko. Takahashi Takumi was about to greet her, but he found that her steps were very strange. When she walked, her hands and feet moved very stiffly, like a puppet.

Seeing her walking up the stairs, why didn't she take the elevator in the hotel? Takahashi Takumi stared at her in confusion, and suddenly realized that there was someone behind her.

Without thinking too much, Takahashi Takumi quickly hid on the other side of the corner, and the person following Hojo Midoriko was actually the middle-aged gentleman with gold-rimmed glasses whom she met at noon.

I didn't expect it to be this guy, he must have bad intentions. Takahashi Takumi stayed close to the wall, hanging behind him from a distance, watching where he was going.

It wasn't long before they reached the rooftop. Along the way, Takahashi noticed that all the cameras on the stairs were turned to face the wall. Even the cameras in the hallway weren't looking at the stairs. It was truly insidious. This way, no matter what he did, no one would be able to detect him.

Takahashi Takumi saw that the door to the rooftop had been closed. Did he not want anyone else to disturb him? Could this guy be a flower thief, planning to attack Hojo Midori?

Chapter 36 Turns out to be a pervert

But why did Hojo Midori go to the rooftop? Was she being controlled? Hypnosis, or some other ability? Regardless, we had to be wary of this guy's ability to control others.

The door to the rooftop couldn't be opened, otherwise it would be discovered immediately. Fortunately, there were steel chain fingers, which could be used to directly cut a hole anywhere as a passage.

Now, on the rooftop, Hojo Miyoko was so frightened that her legs went weak. After resting for a while after the special breakfast, she had recovered a lot and relied on her own strength to pass the afternoon trial. After taking a shower in the evening, she was thinking of going back to sleep, but she suddenly lost control of her body.

Before she could react, her feet began to move up the stairs. Her struggles were futile. Terrified by this bizarre situation, she tried to scream for help, but even her mouth wouldn't respond. Like a puppet being manipulated, she continued to walk up the stairs.

After reaching the rooftop, Hojo Miyoko was completely disheartened. Besides practicing her cooking skills at school, she'd occasionally heard news reports about high school students jumping off buildings. Those who had good grades, were optimistic, and got along well with their classmates would suddenly jump to their deaths. Was this situation the reason she'd uncontrollably leaped from the rooftop?

Just as Hojo Miyoko began to recall her short and ordinary life, and even thought about what she would say to her father in her dreams after her death, her entire body, including her hands and feet, suddenly regained control. She fell to the ground without reacting for a moment.

At this moment, a middle-aged gentleman in a suit and gold-rimmed glasses closed the door and slowly walked towards her. The moonlight reflected from his glasses was like a poisonous spider walking out of the darkness.

"Who are you? Why did you bring me here? What are you going to do?" Hojo Midori asked three questions in a panic.

"Tsk tsk, I haven't even started asking you a question, and you're asking me? How rude!" The middle-aged gentleman walked slowly to Hojo Midoriko, held up the frame with his hand, and said slowly:

"I am Yashiro Sugo, a sorcerer. And I want to know who helped you with that thing on your back. I don't remember any sorcerer appearing here."

As he spoke, he greedily licked his lips. Yashiro Sugo was originally an ordinary sorcerer. However, his own skills were not very powerful. He could only use cursed energy to form silk threads to connect and manipulate objects, and injecting cursed energy could transform cursed spirits to a certain extent. It looked very good, but in fact it was very useless.

The maximum level a cursed spirit can be transformed into is no higher than level 3, and even after transformation, the combat power of the excavated cursed spirit is unlikely to reach level 2. Controlling the cursed force thread is even more ridiculous, as the speed of the thread is roughly the same as the speed of a tennis ball. This speed seems fast from the average person's perspective, but it is completely inadequate against a sorcerer who can even dodge bullets. Furthermore, even if they connect, it's useless. A level sorcerer can easily break free, and the same goes for the cursed spirit.

But thanks to his weakness, he was not sent on dangerous missions. After more than ten years of wandering, he could barely reach the level of a second-level sorcerer at best, and that was because of his many years of work.

Seeing the end of his career as a sorcerer, Yashiro Sugo began to indulge in life, and his extravagant material life soon consumed all his savings. At this time, he began to collude with some notorious curse masters for money.

This time, he had his eye on Hojo-ro, the restaurant owned by Hojo Miyoko. He had originally planned to use some trickery to convince the owner of the restaurant and then buy it at a low price. To his surprise, he was still rejected, and was told that he would not sell it even if it went bankrupt.

So Yashiro Sugo set his sights on Hojo Midoriko who was still in school. Could it be that the boss could just watch his daughter fall ill and not sell her? His daughter was his weak spot!

I originally planned to use a fly head to possess Hojo Midori and make her seriously ill. But today I suddenly discovered that the fly head on Hojo Midori had been exorcised, and no one around her could use cursed power. Who could it be?

Someone without any magical powers could exorcise cursed spirits. Did someone use a cursed tool? But I haven't seen that sorcerer come here. If this person were transformed, could an even more powerful cursed corpse be created? Remembering it's been a while since I've done a living body transformation, my hands are itching.

After hearing what he said, Hojo Miyoko realized that the problem with her back was caused by this guy. Now she had no choice but to try to hide it. She thought about it and said:

"My back has been hurting these days, besides frozen shoulder. Please move aside. I need to go back and rest. I have to continue my residential training tomorrow."

"Humph! It turns out that women learn to lie when they grow up."

This Yashiro Sugo suddenly stretched out his hand into a claw and hooked forward, and Hojo Midori seemed to be hung up by an invisible rope, and was tied up and hung up like some kind of eccentric person's turtle binding technique, with the two big puddings on the buttocks and chest deliberately made to bulge out.

"Ah ...

"Don't waste your energy. No one will notice me here. I'm a sorcerer after all. It's easy for me to make ordinary people ignore this place."

Yashiro Sugo looked at the curvy figure in front of him with disgust and said, "Humph, you've developed so quickly at such a young age. You're already expired and spoiled, just like a rotten orange. It just makes me sick. Only innocent elementary school students are God's masterpieces..."

While he was making his gentlemanly remarks, a zipper appeared silently on the wall in the corner. After the zipper opened, a figure quietly came to the roof.

"Tell me who fixed your back problem. If you still dare to deny it, your naked body will be hanging outside the hotel entrance tomorrow just like it is now. It won't just be your personal problem then. Think about your father and your school. Besides being heartbroken, they will also be humiliated."

It’s okay to tell it, no one will know, and even if they do, no one will blame you, after all, you were forced to do it.”

Hearing Yashiro Sugo's threat, Hojo Midori frowned, as if she was afraid of her situation, and seemed to be struggling with whether she should betray the benefactor who had helped her.

Seeing that Hojo Miyoko was very conflicted, Yashiro Sugo laughed and said, "Even elementary school students know that people should be honest. Just answer my questions truthfully and I will let you go. Don't you want to go back and rest? Then tell me quickly. Don't worry, I just want to get to know you."

Miyoko Hojo's tears dripped down, and she said very aggrievedly, "I don't know either. When I was making special breakfast this morning, there were people coming and going. My back suddenly felt so relaxed, as if it had suddenly healed. I don't know what happened. How do you want me to answer?"

Chapter 37 Fierce Fight

"Ahahaha, I didn't expect that I would be looked down upon by an expired orange. I think you are a duck in the middle of July, you really don't know how to live or die. You don't know what terror is without some tough measures. I hope that when you are in a state of despair, you can still keep your stubborn mouth."

Yashiro Sugo gently hooked his index finger upwards, and Hojo Miyoko's arms were placed behind her back and slowly lifted up, which made Hojo Miyoko gasp in pain, but she did not dare to struggle because the more she struggled, the more painful it would be.

Looking at Hojo Miyoko's pale face, Yashiro Sugo said proudly: "This is just an appetizer. What should I do after I break your arm? Oh, right, why not break your legs too..."

Just as he was proudly telling her about her perverted punishment hobby, a blue and white figure suddenly appeared on the roof and attacked his back at lightning speed.

"Nani!"

Yashiro Sugo suddenly felt a murderous aura coming from behind him, and immediately turned around to check, only to see that a man in blue and white armor had already rushed towards him, with his arm like a knife slashing towards his neck. It was too late to dodge at this time.

"coffee"

Hit it! Takahashi Takumi, who was hiding behind, was about to cheer for his successful sneak attack, but he didn't expect that Yashiro Sugo was still standing on the roof intact. He quickly jumped a few steps away, looked at Takahashi Takumi's hiding place vigilantly, and shouted loudly:

"Who are you? You're so unethical and are trying to launch a sneak attack! You idiot, I've already seen you, why don't you show yourself!"

The sneak attack had failed, and Takahashi Takumi couldn't help but feel secretly shocked. This guy was quite something. It looked like tonight would be a fierce battle. Now that he had been discovered, there was no point in hiding here. So he stood up and stepped out.

I saw a cursed spirit cut in half on the ground, with small holes like a hornet's nest on its body. It seemed that it had used this thing to block the attack just now. Then I looked at Yashiro Sugo in front of me and said provocatively:

"A sneak attack? What a joke! This is my way of attacking. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not having eyes on your back and not being alert enough. Anyway, when it comes to dealing with a disgusting lolita like you, no matter what method I use, it's a just punishment."

"Hmph! I'm not a lolita complex, it's just that the person I like happens to be younger. What do you, a brat, know? I, an uncle, have my own hobbies and freedoms. When will people finally understand each other?"

Yashiro Sugo looked at the young man in front of him who was taller than himself, and then looked at the blue and white armored humanoid figure beside him, wondering secretly: "Is this the person who just attacked me? This person's cursed power level is only that of an ordinary person, and it can't be the heaven and curse binding.

What's that bluish-white thing beside me? It doesn't look like a cursed spirit; there's no cursed energy flowing through it. But its attack is powerful. Fortunately, I just released the stored modified cursed spirit in time to block it, otherwise I would have been cut in half like the cursed spirit on the ground.

This is the cursed spirit I carefully modified, and it has reached level two. It can't even withstand a single blow. This guy is not easy to deal with."

The moon was bright in the sky. Under the quiet moonlight, the two looked at each other for a moment, neither daring to act rashly.

Meanwhile, Hojo Miyoko, already on the upper floor, watched Takahashi Takumi charge out. Although she hadn't been able to defeat the man named Yashiro Sugo, she was safe for the time being. To avoid being used as a hostage and dragging Takahashi down, she could only keep silent and quietly move away from the situation.

Finally, Yashiro Sugo couldn't help himself. He considered himself a well-known curse master, so how could he show his weakness in front of a nobody? If his peers knew about this, wouldn't they laugh their heads off?

Yashiro Sugo's eyes gradually revealed murderous intent. He stared at Takahashi Takumi's blue-white steel chain fingers and said coldly: "Two against one is not an act of justice. If you have the courage, come and fight one-on-one!"

"Haha, you've lived for decades in vain, yet you're still so childish. This is a just gang fight, don't blame me."

"In that case..."

Yashiro Sugo raised his hand and three cursed spirits, each covered in small holes, erupted from his palm. The situation on the field suddenly reversed, and the 2vs1 situation escalated into a 2vs4 situation. The advantage on the cards made Yashiro Sugo sneer and said, "This is a righteous gang fight, don't blame me!"

Damn, Takahashi Takumi was a bit panicked. He himself had no cursed energy, so physical attacks on those cursed spirits were ineffective. So, these three cursed spirits could only be dealt with by using the steel chain fingers.

It's tough to deal with three on one. One of these cursed spirits seems to have wings, and the other two look like boxers. If these guys can work together as a team, with one ascending and attacking from a distance while the other two engage in close combat, Steel Chain Fingers won't stand a chance.

The damage done to the Stand is reflected in Takahashi Takumi, and the steel chain fingers won't automatically attack, nor will Takahashi Takumi be distracted by fighting Yashiro Sugo. Both the sorcerer and the curse caster use cursed energy to strengthen themselves, so being sent flying and shattering walls will only result in a bloody mouth, and they can still get up and fight again. Whether Captain America's 50/50 strength can match his is also a question.

Things often develop in the worst direction. The winged cursed spirit really flew up, and the remaining two boxer cursed spirits, one on the left and one on the right, attacked Takahashi Takumi from both sides.

At this time, Takumi Takahashi had no choice but to let Steel Chain Finger go up to fight.

The one on the left swung an arm that was thicker than Takahashi Takumi's thigh and hit the neck of the steel chain finger, while the one on the right attacked the lower three parts of the steel chain finger like a monkey stealing a peach.

The two cursed spirits' movements weren't much slower than Takahashi Takumi's steel-chained fingers, but they weren't slow enough to outmaneuver him. If he'd faced one of them alone, Takahashi Takumi was sure he could have finished the fight within three minutes. But now, with two of them attacking him simultaneously, and another lurking in the distance, he had to be wary of a surprise attack.

Steel Chain Fingers stepped back to avoid the attacks of the two cursed spirits. The moment his legs touched the ground, he exerted force suddenly, leaving a footprint on the floor. He lowered his body and pounced on the cursed spirit on the right. His fists bombarded the cursed spirit alone like cannonballs.

However, this cursed spirit actually moved without wind, and its feet flew into the air and quickly retreated, narrowly avoiding the fist of the steel chain fingers.

Before Takumi Takahashi could figure out how it did it, the evil spirit on the left jumped up and pounced on the steel chain finger with a sudden force. By this time, it was too late for Takumi Takahashi to let the steel chain finger jump away.

I saw the steel chain finger perform a Lushan Shenglongba move on the spot, and his fist collided with the evil spirit's chest.

The chest of the cursed spirit was dented, but it did not die. Regardless of how serious its injuries were, its two arms tightly wrapped around the steel chain fingers like two giant pythons.

The curse spirit that had retreated just now came back again, swinging its fist as big as a casserole and hitting the head of the steel chain finger hard.

Chapter 38 I'm Back

"Ali!"

The steel chain finger activated its power and slashed upward with its right arm, slicing the zipper of the cursed spirit that was entangled with it from the chest upwards, splitting the cursed spirit's upper body in two. The arm that bound the steel chain finger also loosened, but at this time, the other cursed spirit's fist was already unavoidable.

Bang! Steel Chain Fingers was knocked back a few steps, but his right shoulder was actually hit by the punch.

Takahashi Takumi also felt his right arm shaking weakly, probably dislocating his shoulder. Fortunately, he had just let the steel chain finger lean sideways to absorb the blow with his shoulder. If it had hit the back of his neck, he would have collapsed by now.

However, the battle wasn't over yet, and the enemy's attack didn't give Takahashi Takumi any time to relax. Before the steel-chain finger could even come to a complete stop, the flying cursed spirit suddenly flapped its wings and slashed at the steel-chain finger's head with its two sharp claws.

Are you still in melee mode? Are you flying behind me, trying to find an angle to attack me? Throwing a rock is much better than that!

Steel Chain Fingers leaned his body back, dodged the claws of the cursed spirit with an iron bridge, and took the opportunity to cut off one of the claws with a knife.

Before Steel Chain Fingers could get up, the cursed spirit that had just succeeded caught up with him and kicked him like a football.

Are you going to fight One again? You're a super fighter after all. Are you trying to get the ultimate fight? This is a forbidden move. I'll give you a red card soon.

Takahashi Takumi naturally wouldn't let the football kick succeed, and with a few backward rolls with his steel chain fingers, he distanced himself. Although Takahashi Takumi was slightly injured in this round, at least he had reduced one of their members. Next...

No, it seemed like there had been no casualties. The cursed spirits whose upper bodies had been cut in half had been stitched together, and they were surrounding us again. Yes, the zipper cut was still there, but it had been stitched together by an unknown object.

Could this be... Takahashi Takumi looked closely and saw clearly that a line of energy stretched out from the small hole in the cursed spirit's body, sewing the two halves together like a wound. Furthermore, several energy lines extended from the small hole in its body to connect with Yashiro Sugo behind it.