Chapter 200: The Death of Shinichi Sato
Kazumi wasn’t feeling very good right now.
Perhaps it was the unsettling feeling of being alone and skipping school to walk through the empty school? Perhaps it was that scoundrel who left despite her pleas, ruining her long-planned scheme?
Or perhaps it was…
That faint, uneasy premonition in the depths of her heart…
Shaking her head, Kazumi looked at herself as she walked along the campus road, feeling a bit helpless.
Perhaps women were emotional creatures; often, before they even fully processed things internally, their bodies had already made the choice that their hearts desired most.
Kazumi was no different. Recovering from the young man’s outrageous behavior, her heart was entirely filled with concern for this oblivious guy.
“Seriously, hot-blooded idiots are truly the worst kind of people!!”
The mind flashed back to the intimate scene from a few minutes ago. Her face, which had finally calmed down, flushed “ting” again. She stomped her foot in annoyance and quickened her pace towards the school’s north gate.
Truthfully, Kazumi didn’t know why she was rushing. Her combat abilities weren’t that strong at the moment, and according to her plan, quietly lurking in the school to accumulate resources was the best option. Moreover, it was practically suicidal to expose her abilities in places around the school.
[You think I wanted this!!!]
Fiercely yelling at the little figure in the black robe in her mind who was constantly criticizing her actions, the young girl impassively handed her school ID to the gatekeeper uncle at the entrance. She calmly fabricated an excuse about needing to buy something for a teacher and was allowed to leave.
This was also thanks to the relatively liberal academic atmosphere of Shikoku Gakuin. For these students from wealthy families, even a gatekeeper uncle, a retired police officer, wouldn’t make things particularly difficult.
Of course, registration was mandatory, and it was even real-time. Kazumi already saw the pitch-black, angry face of her homeroom teacher, Ishiryu Daito. If she couldn’t come up with a suitable explanation, Kazumi was genuinely worried that this outing might affect her graduation score.
[I just don’t want the guy who put in so much effort to die! I haven’t even recouped any of my investment yet!!]
Constantly explaining herself in her mind like a mantra, the young girl took out her phone and navigated to Ginkgo Park. After all, even though it was the park closest to the school, it was a place Kazumi had never set foot in.
Everything now, in Kazumi’s eyes, was merely a plan to recover her sunk costs. Skipping school could always be explained away, but it was genuinely hard to find another “conscientious cash cow” like Shinichi Sato, who was so foolish, stupid, and rich.
Kazumi had a decent grasp of her “tea ceremony skills.” Even though she had completely fooled this simpleton now, judging by her own “fluffy ball” like bodily reactions, if she encountered a more skilled bad guy, she might have already been completely consumed.
“So, I can’t discard him for now…” the Undead Lord, whose first thought upon seeing a person of the opposite sex was to consider them as flesh material, shamelessly muttered to herself.
After all, from Kazumi’s perspective, the current situation was still manageable. Although Shinichi Sato insisted on chasing after Shinomiyai Mai, the purple giant snake from before didn’t exhibit particularly powerful abilities, so she felt there wasn’t too much danger.
If she went over, she could first show her concern. Furthermore, by skipping school and even coming to such a dangerous place out of concern for him, she could use this sense of guilt to further break down his defenses. And when the day finally came that she completely controlled Shinichi Sato, all of the Sato family’s assets would be hers, Kazumi’s!
After all, the upbringing of an “evil savior” begins with taking over the family fortune. (Unfounded connection)
And even if something went wrong, she could summon a coffin to help the foolish dog escape. She could then fabricate any plausible tragic reason, like being bullied because of her abilities since childhood, or being abused by her parents because of her abilities. If she could squeeze out a few tears, it might even make him feel a lot of guilt about the matter.
“Boom—”
Just as the young girl was walking forward while thinking peculiar thoughts, a sudden, huge lightning strike shattered her reverie. The intense vibration and energy were palpable even to Kazumi, who was standing at the park entrance. The aura accompanying the thunder brought a hint of solemnity to the girl’s already stern face.
Composing herself, the girl followed the trail into the park, the ghostly image of a skeleton on her right hand flickering intermittently, ready to unleash the [Black Coffin] at any moment.
[This level of lightning strike, could it be…..]
Her mind raced as she processed everything she perceived. If it was lightning that sent shivers down one’s spine, it definitely couldn’t be from an ordinary psychic. At the very least, it would be on the level of a second-rate hero. And such power was far beyond what Shinichi Sato, a half-baked martial artist, could handle. Perhaps…
The ominous feeling in her heart grew. The young girl gritted her teeth and quickened her pace, no longer caring about her skirt fluttering in the wind, as she ran towards the corner filled with dangerous energy.
A breeze carrying the scent of gunpowder ruffled the hair on the girl’s left side, and faint strands of hair drifted in front of her eyes. But the scene that met her gaze caused the calm, unruffled eyes of Kazumi to tremble intensely like ice breaking. Her chest, heaving from the strenuous run, rose and fell, and the skeleton on her right hand, which was previously a phantom, solidified in that instant.
The park, as shattered as a battlefield, was littered with disgusting craters. The ground in the distance had completely caved in, turning into a pond filled with purple venom.
A long-haired man in uniform stood elegantly in the distance, his right arm burning with purple flames, emitting that incredibly familiar, eerie aura.
And directly in front of her was a girl with a look of shock on her face, completely disheveled.
And also…
The familiar blond young man, whose upper body was covered in terrifying corrosive and burn marks, his flesh bloodied by disgusting gore.
And the clearly visible, gaping hole through his chest.
(PS: Yugan is so tired after rushing to write immediately after the exam! There’s another tough one tomorrow, I really have nothing left, QAQ)
