A journey through the underworld, starting from the Tsubakihara family.

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Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Jingu Makoto raised his hand and slapped Hiraki Hanako hard, making her scream and cry.

"Speaking of which, you strange creatures don't bleed, so why do you bleed?" Looking at the muddy mountain road, Makoto Jingu was extremely curious.

Driven by a spirit of exploration, he decided to delve deeper into the matter. So, it's time to unleash that move!

evil!

即！

sudden!

Remove the membrane and uphold morality, starting today.

The vajra, adorned with a mix of gold and red, plunged into the monster's weakest point with an unstoppable momentum.

The perfectly round lotus petals were violently knocked away by Makoto Jingu, but then returned to their original positions under the influence of gravity.

The clash of muscles, glistening with sweat, ignited Jingu Makoto's passion, making his attacks even more ferocious.

For Hanako Hiraki, the tight ropes caused intense friction with every pull, making her feel as if her soul was about to fly away.

"Waaaaah... Ah!..."

"Stop hitting me, I was wrong..."

"I promise I'll be a good person from now on, please let me go..."

Hiraki Hanako, who was already out of her mind, uttered all sorts of strange pleas for mercy.

Instinctively, her body launched a final counterattack, splashing thick, resentful black water onto the vajra.

The Vajra Pestle immediately responded with a powerful golden dragon-shaped light.

The black mist collided with the golden light, producing a hissing sound.

In the end, the power to subdue demons prevailed, and Hanako Hiraki's face was flushed with tears of humiliation.

But Makoto Jingu was not happy, because he found that the exorcism was progressing a bit slowly.

“Master, to successfully exorcise the demon, we must destroy our spiritual core and inject yang energy into it.”

The Slit-Mouthed Woman, who had mostly recovered, seemed to sense Jingu Makoto's confusion and floated to their side, smiling and chatting.

"Could it be?" Jingu Makoto recalled the original plot and seemed to understand something.

"That's right, Hanako's spirit core is different from ours, she's here."

The Slit-Mouthed Woman grinned, her finger brushing across the gurgling, exorcising energy emanating from the hole, pointing to another spot adjacent to it.

Chapter 104 Watase Fuuka Wants to Repay

"So this is it."

Following the instructions of the Slit-Mouthed Woman, Jingu Makoto grabbed the smooth millstone and pulled it outwards, creating waves of red and white spray.

The true path to the Spirit Core was then fully revealed to Makoto Shingu.

Looking at the vibrant colors and the deep intersection, this road is probably not going to be easy.

While diverting water from the south to the north, Makoto Jingu wandered outside the pass with his Vajra pestle, searching for the best opportunity and angle.

Hiraki Hanako, who had previously seemed completely submissive, suddenly opened her eyes wide and begged for mercy:

"No, no, not there! Waaah, my lord, I'm willing to submit to you, to sign a master-servant contract with you, please spare me..."

"No need for all that trouble, Master." The slit-mouthed woman's words shattered Hanako's last illusions. "As long as you take Hanako-chan's spirit core, she will be just like me, forever inseparable from Master's Yang spirit root."

"Slit-mouthed woman, you wicked devil!" Hiraki Hanako was completely taken aback, and her pitiful little face once again showed a venomous expression.

"Hehe, you can't scare me like that." The slit-mouthed woman smiled charmingly, showing no fear whatsoever.

Sigh, why do women have to make things difficult for each other?

However, based on their conversation, Makoto Jingu understood what he should do.

Taking advantage of Hiraki Hanako's heightened state of mind, he gripped the Vajra pestle and bravely charged into the enemy ranks.

"Ouch, it's too narrow..."

"Ugh, ahhh!!!"

The brutal invasion from the enemy almost distorted Hanako Hiraki's face.

She screamed, and black energy surged around her again, as if she were making a final stand.

Layer upon layer of tentacles frantically wrapped around and contracted to clamp down on the Vajra Pestle, preventing it from getting close to the deep spiritual core.

"Hanako-chan, don't resist, come with me. You seemed quite comfortable just now~"

Seeing this, the Slit-Mouthed Woman made her move. She grabbed Hiraki Hanako's shoulder and pushed her towards Jingu Makoto...

In an instant, Jingu Makoto merged with that smooth back, and the Vajra Pestle broke through numerous obstacles to reach the Spirit Core.

Then, like pounding rice cakes, it grinds on a millstone, the speed increasing each time, completely unstoppable.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~!"

Faced with the combined force of Makoto Jingu and the Slit-Mouthed Woman, sandwiching cheese between two slices of bread, the weak and helpless Hanako Hiraki was powerless to resist, and two clear tears fell from her dazed eyes.

Now we're really inside...

[Ding ding, congratulations host for successfully purifying and forming a contract with Hiraki Hanako.]

[Gained 60000 points.]

Current points: 6000520.

Fighting is fun!

Having achieved the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top achievement, Makoto Shingu was in an exceptionally joyful mood.

In contrast, Hanako Hiraki fared rather poorly.

As the Slit-Mouthed Woman loosened her restraints, she slumped limply onto the pristine white ground, her pale cheeks streaked with tears and drool.

Jingu Makoto, who always treats everyone equally, naturally gave her the same treatment as the Slit-Mouthed Woman he had treated before, no, even better.

He not only wrote the proof of the exorcism's completion on the snow-white mountain peak with a flourish, but also carved a neat "正" character on the smooth millstone.

"All evil will eventually be brought to justice!"

"Jingu Makoto has completed the exorcism today."

Hiraki Hanako pitifully raised her head, looking obediently as if to say, "I know I was wrong."

"Will you dare to continue harming humans in the future?"

Jingu Makoto looked down at her from his high position, while receiving the Kuchisake-onna's attentive care.

"Waaah, I'll never do it again."

Seeing that Hanako was completely convinced, Makoto patted the head of the Slit-Mouthed Woman who was still in her cocoon, signaling her to stop.

Although the Slit-Mouthed Woman was somewhat reluctant, she obediently released Makoto.

"I might have to go out of town next week."

Makoto Jingu switches to serious mode.

"Your task is to keep an eye on these people's safety, understand?"

He figured the story of the Iron Witch was about to begin, and since he wasn't around, the girls around him would need someone to protect them.

These two guys are practically immortal in a sense, and their strength is enough to handle most unexpected situations.

"Hehehe, are these the matriarchs?" Kuchisake-onna exclaimed excitedly, patting her chest as she looked at the photos that Jingu Makoto was showing her.

"I will definitely protect the safety of the mistresses!"

"Hanako, Hanako will also complete the mission diligently," Hiraki Hanako quickly added, her voice slightly delicate.

“Very good.” Jingu Makoto nodded in satisfaction. “If everything goes smoothly, I will reward you handsomely when you return.”

After giving him a few more detailed instructions, he activated the ring and left the swimming pool.

This exorcism took quite a while, and by the time he came out, the sun was already setting.

Jingu Makoto walked home with light steps.

Having secured two powerful female vengeful spirits as bodyguards, the safety of his backyard is now maximized when he goes out to cause trouble.

……

On the other side, at the door of Makoto Jingu's classroom.

Because of Hanako's fright, Watase Fuka was also distracted during training in the afternoon. After the training, she changed her clothes and went to find Jingu Makoto.

The girl peeked into the classroom, where students were already packing their bags in twos and threes, but the figure she longed to see was nowhere to be seen.

Senior Jingu... has he already gone back?

She stood somewhat dejectedly at the door, her fingers swiping across her phone screen, wanting to send a text message, but a strange shyness held her back.

Oh, right, Akane-senpai!

As if she had thought of something, Watase Fuka immediately turned around and walked quickly toward the classroom next door.

Sure enough, she saw that familiar figure at the door of Nanao Akane's classroom.

Akane Nanao was sitting in her seat packing her schoolbag. Her short, red hair was bathed in a soft, warm glow in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Senior Qian!"

"It's Fengxia. Is there something you need?" Nanao Akane looked up with a gentle smile on her face.

"Um...excuse me, have you seen Senior Jingu?"

Akane Nanao was taken aback for a moment before taking out her phone and tapping the screen lightly with her fingertips.

"I will help you ask."

A moment later, she waved her phone and smiled apologetically: "Chengjun said he's already gone home."

"Ah... I see." Watase Fuuka's shoulders slumped instantly, her expression somewhat disappointed.

Akane Nanao took in her expression, a barely perceptible smile curving her lips, but feigning ignorance, she asked, "Is it urgent that you need to see him?"

"N-no, that's not it!" Watase Fuka quickly waved her hand, her cheeks flushing red. "It's just... he did me a big favor today, and I... I want to repay him."

She nervously twisted her fingers, her voice growing softer and softer.

"So I wanted to ask you, senior, what are some things that Jingu-senpai likes?"

Akane Nanao did not answer immediately.

She stood up and walked slowly to Watase Fuka, looking her up and down with great interest.

The scrutinizing look made Watase Fuuka feel like her little thoughts had been laid bare, and her cheeks burned even hotter.

Just when Watase Fuuka was about to give up, Nanao Akane burst out laughing.

She extended her index finger and gently tapped Watase Fuka's forehead.

“Feng Xia looks just like me back then.”

"Eh?"

“I want to repay him…” Nanao Akane rested her chin on her hand, pretending to think, then leaned forward and whispered in Watase Fuuka’s ear in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"He's a super big pervert, you know. He likes pretty and cute girls like Feng Xia the most."

A warm breath brushed past her ear, and Watase Kaede's body instantly stiffened. A surge of heat rushed from her neck to the top of her head, even turning her ears pink.

Seeing that she was almost smoking, Nanao Akane straightened up with satisfaction and waved her hand with a smile: "Just kidding."

"However, he is actually a very simple person."

Akane Nanao's fingertips seemingly unintentionally brushed along the edge of the bulging fabric on the chest of her shirt, the movement gentle and slow.

"He prefers things that convey the other person's feelings rather than expensive gifts."

"Heart...?" Watase Fuka repeated blankly.

Akane Nanao's smile was meaningful: "Yes, as long as it's prepared with care by Kaede, he will be very happy, I guarantee it."