Chapter 509: Reward Time
It’s coming, it’s coming, it’s coming!
It’s here.
The black flames on the cloak,
after the suppression of power was lost,
burned fiercely.
And under the hood of the cloak, Kazumi’s face
showed a trace of unhealthy
flush. Her jet-black eyes flickered
with extreme excitement. Her lips
curled, and her tongue couldn’t help but lick
her already moist lips.
She wouldn’t even blink
her eyelids easily, all to admire the
upcoming exquisite expression.
“Swish—”
The swiftly sweeping flames brought
a scorching impact. Even so, Kazumi
maintained that
eerie, stiff smile,
like a lifelike actor waiting for the next
performance of the person entering the stage.
“How… how is
this possible?
Kazumi?!”
First, a subconscious murmur of disbelief,
followed by shock and confusion after silence. Shinomiyai Mai’s
soft voice had never sounded so
pleasant to the girl’s ears. Amidst the girl’s collapsing emotions,
mixed with a few expressions of confusion—
the widened eyes from disbelief,
the frozen movements from bewilderment—
everything was perfectly displayed before Kazumi’s eyes.
“Yes, that’s right. It’s my
fault. This is the expression, this is the gaze! Continue!
Continue! Hahahahahahahaha!”
A surge of ecstatic emotion suddenly erupted
from Kazumi’s mind, and with the actor’s perfect performance before her, it spread uncontrollably throughout her entire body, as if long-accumulated emotions had found their perfect release. The comfort and stimulation from head to toe, the surging impact deep within her body, made the girl’s originally pale cheeks turn rosy. Her delicate body couldn’t help but begin to tremble. The slightly torn pain at the corners of her open mouth, stretched to the limit, finally erupted from her throat.
“Hahahaha—hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!”
The urgent, short laughter gradually lengthened, eventually becoming a chain of high-pitched, eerie laughter. Finally, as if her throat was damaged from the forceful exertion, it turned into
the hoarse roar of an old woman, yet still maintained its high pitch, appearing so bizarre and tragic.
The girl’s body convulsed uncontrollably from extreme excitement, with wisps of black
flame encircling
her on her body. She took a step forward, her head drooping slightly, and suddenly swelled,
instantly transforming into the slender, dirty head of a ghoul, but quickly returning to its original youthful appearance.
Her eyes, flickering with excitement like
a predator’s, glanced sideways at Shinomiyai Mai, who stood stunned in the distance, and she smiled as she spoke.
“Hello, my best friend, Shinomiyai Mai!!”
Kazumi, who had poured all her emotions onto her face,
rationally remembered the performance she wanted to watch. She controlled Little Black inside her to perform an
instantaneous head swap. Kazumi’s smile deepened, and she stood tall, waiting for the girl’s next reaction.
“You’re not Kazumi! Who
are you?!”
The obvious physical changes
were practically screaming “problem.” Mai Shinomiyai, who had initially been stunned by the girl’s appearance, snapped back to reality due to the completely different aura and changes in “Kazumi.” Her spiritual energy on her left hand flickered again, tightening the ring of fire around “Kazumi” in an attempt to stop her from approaching.
“Hmm? I’m not Shimizu Kazumi?
”
Mai Shinomiyai’s words made the “Kazumi” in front of her stop. A hint of confusion appeared on her eerie face, and then she actually pulled out a brand-new student ID from her pocket.
“Toshikuni High School, Regular Department B, Class 1, Shimizu Kazumi? I shouldn’t have gotten the wrong person?”
Resting a hand on her chin, “Kazumi’s” head continuously switched between human and ghoul forms as she mumbled repeatedly. Then, she suddenly
turned around, her face contorted with ferocity, and glared at the naked girl controlling the black flames in the distance.
“You must be lying to me, you must be lying to me! This is your best friend! This is the best gift I prepared for you! Hahahahahahaha!”
Incoherently repeating these words, Kazumi looked again at the thick, fire rope blocking her path. Baring her teeth at Shinomiyai Mai in the distance, she then tilted her fair, tender neck directly into the fire rope.
“Don’t!”
The jet-black flames vanished into thin air the moment “Kazumi” touched them. Mai Shinomiyai, holding the flickering spiritual energy in her hand, gasped for breath, her eyes meeting “Kazumi’s” eerie expression.
“Oh my, it seems I didn’t grab the wrong person? Are you satisfied with this gift? To repay you for dressing me up before, I spent a lot of effort catching her.”
“Kazumi” walked towards Shinomiyai Mai with an eerie gait, staggering and twisted as if a resurrected zombie unaccustomed to its new body.
Her hands gently caressed her face, as if feeling a sensation she had never felt before.
Finally, with a hoarse voice completely unfitting her appearance, she spoke in an irritating tone:
“What exactly do you want to do?!”
A flash of blue flickered in Mai Shinomiyai’s eyes. She slowly lowered her raised left hand, gritting her teeth. However, the unending sense of powerlessness within her gradually drained the strength that had come from the swelling of her upper body.
The person before her was Kazumi.
Her spiritual perception wouldn’t be wrong. From the familiar fluctuations of spiritual energy, Mai Shinomiyai recognized the true identity of the person before her almost instantly.
This meant that her classmate and best friend, Shimizu Kazumi, had been controlled and used as a tool for revenge due to Mai’s previous battle, and brought before her.
Powerless, helpless, confused.
These emotions gradually spread through Mai Shinomiyai’s mind, extinguishing the flames of hope that had previously ignited. The exhausted Onmyoji girl had no idea how to face the current situation. An enemy beyond compare, a broken body controlled to kill, utterly devoid of strength.
The last bit of strength was drained from her body. The naked girl knelt on the ground again. The final black flames, deprived of spiritual energy, dispersed into the air, leaving behind the remnants of the large Human Skin Cloak on the ground.
”
A pile of slender silver threads was tossed beside Mai Shinomiyai, who was kneeling. The helpless girl instinctively turned her head, only to see a bloodthirsty and cruel smiling face.
“Let’s play a simple game, shall we? But it’s one you can’t refuse.”
Strangely, this smile, in Mai Shinomiyai’s eyes at this moment, inexplicably seemed perfectly suited to that familiar yet unfamiliar cold face.
