Quicklime into the eyes.

The pain was instantaneous.

Even if the other party can no longer be called a 'human', the pain is beyond the other's ability.

However, compared to ordinary people, this serial killer who twisted his mind fired several shots at Ryosuke's location the moment the pain began.

Bang bang bang!

When the quicklime was raised, Ryosuke made a movement of turning his head sideways.

The bullet hit the wall behind him, and the splash of cement slag hit Ryosuke in the back of his head and neck.

However, it was the chest that hurt even more.

He was shot.

Not the heart.

But the lobes of the lungs were pierced.

Ryosuke could even feel the sensation of blood gushing in his chest.

The pain was far more severe than before.

It's just that Ryosuke is unmoved.

He quickly pulled another gun from under his arm and pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang!

A shot of eyebrows.

One shot in the left chest.

One shot in the right chest.

The serial killer fell to the ground, his eyes covered in quicklime with disbelief.

How does Ryosuke still have a gun?

Until death, the other party does not understand.

"Idiot!"

"Men are born with a gun."

Ryosuke coughed as he spoke.

Blood kept pouring out of his mouth.

He must be dying, right?

Such a serious injury, even if it is sent to the hospital now, is difficult to save.

Even if he is saved, there is a high probability that he will be disabled.

He didn't want to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair, needing someone to help him go to the toilet.

That's a little too miserable.

It's better to just die.

Even if......

I'm kind of sorry Jason.

It's a cover-up.

This time it's going to be a black pot.

Sorry!

Ryosuke felt a deep apology in his heart.

Then, darkness struck.

Ryosuke lost consciousness throughout his body.

……

Light.

A faint halo penetrates through his eyelids, reviving Ryosuke.

I'm not dead?

Or is it dead?

Where is this?

Santugawa?

When Ryosuke's consciousness woke up, such information naturally popped up in his mind.

If he hadn't come into contact with the 'mysterious side', Ryosuke would most likely think he was in the hospital at this time.

But when it came into contact, Ryosuke's thoughts had already wandered.

I've become a ghost, so I shouldn't be a demon, right?

If it's a ghost, will it be judged?

I should be able to meet my parents and sister, right?

I hope my parents and sister will forgive me.

In the wandering thoughts, Ryosuke was full of apprehension.

At this time-

"When you wake up, sit up."

Ryosuke was stunned for a moment in a slightly familiar voice, and then he turned his head and saw a handsome face.

Dogomon Moto!

Ryosuke is quite familiar with this person.

It's just that such familiarity is definitely not positive.

He didn't like the man.

Not only because of the other party's disregard for life, but also because of the other party's secret layout.

Although the relationship between the other party and Jason should not be ordinary, Ryosuke doesn't like it if he doesn't like it.

Undoubtedly, such a look was shown on Ryosuke's face.

"Is that how you treat your savior?"

Tuyumen Yuan held a folding fan in his hand and gently tapped the palm of his hand, and the sound was soft and warm.

A lifesaver?

He saved me?

Ryosuke was stunned.

Later, Ryosuke found that his ankles were no longer in pain, and his lungs were no longer in pain, and he almost didn't have any injuries all over his body, except for feeling a little tired.

"Yin-Yang Technique?"

Ryosuke asked subconsciously.

"Or else?"

Tsuchigomon asked rhetorically.

Such a rhetorical question made Ryosuke fall into embarrassment.

There is the embarrassment of knowingly asking, but more importantly, the embarrassment of not knowing how to face the earth royal gate yuan.

He hates each other.

But the other party saved him.

Naturally, he wanted to express his gratitude, but because he hated it, such a thank you would become very hypocritical, which he did not want to see.

Ryosuke hopes that the thanks are sincere.

It's just that he can't deceive his own heart.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man was in a dilemma again.

What's more, it's a lifesaver.

It's not something that can be thanked in a few words.

Ryosuke frowned, and finally, said like this-

"How much did it cost you to save me, tell me, and I will pay you back three times as much."

"You saved my life, I owe you two lives, and I will pay you back."

"And ......"

"Thank you, thank you."

It was extremely difficult, and a stammering voice came from Ryosuke's mouth.

The corners of Tuyumon Yuan's mouth turned up, revealing a smile that can be called beautiful.

The Onmyoji opened the folding fan and stood in front of his face, revealing his slender eyes, admiring Ryosuke's embarrassment.

That's right, it's appreciation.

Especially when I think of the other party's anger and stubbornness before leaving his mansion.

The scene in front of him made him feel more and more interesting.

Stubborn or like that.

However, mixed with embarrassment, it is really fun.

Under the gaze of Tsuchigomon, Ryosuke became more and more awkward.

He wanted to push open the door and get out of here now.

It's just that Tsuchigomon hasn't told him how much it has been spent, and he needs to be patient.

"No need."

"I'm just helping my lord avoid unnecessary trouble."

"That's what a retainer should do."

Tuyumon Yuan waved his hand, looking unconcerned, his tone was so light-hearted.

But the more this happens, the more uncomfortable Ryosuke becomes.

"Jason?"

Ryosuke asked tentatively.

"Or else?"

Tsuchigomon asked habitually.

Ryosuke was silent.

Once again, he owes a favor.

Great favors.

How should he pay it back?

Ryosuke pondered.

At this time, Tsuchigo Moto spoke again.

"As a retainer of my lord's family, I must remind you not to involve my lord in those disgusting disputes—this is the first, and I hope it will be the last."

"If ...... again"

Tuyu Menyuan elongated his tone, and his slender and good-looking eyes were filled with a hint of coldness.

It was a blade-like chill.

Ryosuke shuddered.

Ryosuke almost subconsciously bowed and agreed.

However, at the last moment, Ryosuke held back.

"Do you know what's going on?"

Ryosuke asked.

"Know."

"A group of guys who were both referees and athletes made an organization, in the dark side, quickly grew in the dark side, and then, the ambition began to swell."

"Eventually?"

Tuyumen Yuan sneered and didn't say any more.

Became both a referee and an athlete?

It means that they are both police officers and ......

Ryosuke is not a fool and reacted quickly.

His brow furrowed.

Far tighter than before.

With the hint of Tsuchigomonmoto, Ryosuke had thought of enough things.

"The one just now?"

Ryosuke asked about the doubts in his heart.

"Corpse golem."

Or ...... Ghoul. ”

"He—no, it's something in between."

"There are both yin and yang arts, as well as alchemy, and the so-called science and technology are involved, creating a kind of monster - the stinking world pollutes the world."

When mentioning the guy who was obviously a policeman, but became a serial killer, Tsuchigo Moto looked disdainful.

"It's thought to be made?"

Ryosuke was stunned.

"Of course."

"How else would it happen?"

"After those guys' ambitions are inflated, they not only want to have limited control over the present world, but they also want to intervene in the inner world...... Hehe. ”

Tsuchigomon sneered again.

Then, this onmyoji, put the fan away.

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, the onmyoji looked directly at Ryosuke.

"I'm talking to you so much, just telling you."

"These are not things you can be involved in."

"Especially when it comes to implicating my lord, you should know what you have to do."

Tuyumen Yuan said word by word.

Then the car stopped.

As soon as the door opened, Ryosuke saw the car he was riding in earlier.

"I've wiped the traces off for you."

"All that's left is for you to return to the 'Glowing Cooking Pavilion'."

As he spoke, Tsuchigomon made a gesture of please.

Ryosuke walked straight and got out of the car.

The car did not stop.

As soon as the door closed, it drove into the night.

Ryosuke frowned and stared at the car.

It wasn't until the car completely disappeared that Ryosuke got on the bike and headed towards the 'Glowing Restaurant'.

The oncoming wind didn't make Ryosuke's brow stretch.

On the contrary, his countenance was wrinkled.

What should he do?

Really just pull out and don't care about anything?

But if this doesn't matter, what is his previous insistence?

But if you continue to manage it, what if you implicate other people again?

The more I think about it, the more irritated I become.

Ryosuke couldn't wait to shout.

But in the end, I could only pedal the bike twice.

……

"My lord, will the officer give up?"

The partition separating the front and back rows slowly fell, and the waiter sitting in the passenger seat turned his head to look at his master and asked.

This titular attendant is actually a retainer of the Tsuchigomon Yuan.

Otherwise, it would not be possible to ask at this time.

If an ordinary waiter dared to ask such a question, he would have been beaten to death with a stick a long time ago.

"Arashimaru, what do you think?"

Tsuchigomon Gen habitually asks rhetorical questions.

"I don't think so."

"Because, that officer looks like he's not going to give up."

"Even if he encounters a dilemma, he will definitely work hard to overcome it."

Arashimaru replied.

In fact, if Ryosuke had given up, Arashimaru wouldn't have asked.

"And what do you guess he's going to do?"

Tsuchigomon continued to ask.

"This ......"

Arashimaru hesitated slightly.

It's not that he doesn't know the answer.

Rather, he had already thought of the most appropriate answer.

It's just that this answer is a bit unrealistic.

"Speak up."

Tsuchigomonmoto encouraged the very young retainer.

"Fake your death!"

Arashimaru gave his answer.

Tsuchigomon smiled and nodded.

"Not bad."

"What else could he choose but fake his death?"

"Now that Ryosuke is dead, the lord will naturally not be involved."

Tsuchigomon said softly.

Arashimaru nodded, and then, the young man was stunned.

It seems, as if, all this was arranged by his own lord.

Could it be that the lord has already had such a plan?

Arashimaru couldn't help but have doubts on his face.

"The lord has the lord's plan, and as a retainer, he naturally has to worry about the lord, especially someone like Ryosuke, so it's better to leave the lord's side as soon as possible."

"And now a method that does not hurt the peace and takes into account the face of the lord is what we have to learn as retainers."

Tuyumen Yuan generously admitted.

Arashimaru nodded thoughtfully.

Then, the retainer of the Tsuchigomon Yuan sat up straight in the co-pilot.

"I'll study hard."

"For the sake of Lord Jason and Lord Jason."

Arashimaru said loudly.

Tsuchigomon laughed.

He believed that Arashimaru would.

After all, Arashimaru grew up in his family since he was a child.

He knew too well what the young man was thinking.

I also know the character of this young man too well.

Everything will work out as he envisioned.

"The lord's power is still too thin."

"Where my own family is, it's not enough."

"There needs to be more development to ......"

Tsuchigomon thought about it.

Naturally, he thought of the person he was about to meet.

Smack, smack.

The folding fan was closed, and it tapped the palm of the hand again and again.

The crisp sound is very rhythmic.

Arashimaru immediately held his breath, he knew very well that this was what the lord looked like when he was thinking.

Akamaru, who was driving, also tried to make the car as stable as possible.

The speed of the car did not slow down at all.

Soon, the car arrived at its destination.

A three-story Western-style building on the outskirts of Ginno-ku.

The Western-style building is located at the top of the hill, and there is a road leading to it, and the 'street lights' turn on as the car approaches.

Clusters of ghost fires hung on the trees.

Several floating figures walked down from the top of the mountain.

Arashimaru couldn't help frowning as he watched this scene.

He doesn't like the other person's habits.

Even if he comes from the Onmyoji family, it's the same.

Akamaru?

If it weren't for the fact that the lord didn't speak, he would have smashed all these things.

When the ghost fire was lit up, Dogomongen ended his thoughts.

Looking at the phantom shadow falling in the distance, Tuyumen Yuan sighed slightly and shook his head.

"If this ancestor saw the appearance of his descendants, he would probably crawl out of the coffin in anger and beat such unscrupulous descendants, right?"

Tsuchigomon said.

"Don't worry."

"Even if he wants to crawl out of the coffin."

"You'll have to find your own coffin."

A cold, but sarcastic voice sounded in the car after Tuyumen Yuan's voice fell.

Arashimaru's hand tightened the handle of the knife at once.

Akamaru's eyes were also cold.

"Bee, you're still like that."

"Can't you learn like a normal person?"

Tuyumen Moto's face showed helplessness.

"What is a normal person like?"

"A normal person in my eyes is like me."

"On the contrary, you are abnormal in my eyes."

In a cold voice, a figure sat opposite the Earth Imperial Gate Yuan.

He was a young man in his twenties, wearing a black power suit on the inside and a large coat on the outside, his hair was scattered down, and his face was as cold as his voice.

The eyes, in particular, seem to be lifeless and fluctuating.

Ordinary people will feel uncomfortable when they are looked at by these eyes.

But there is no Tu Yumen Yuan.

He spread his hands very calmly.

"I'm here for the 'fear' of the flag."

"I just want to know what the truth is now."

As he spoke, his eyes stared into the eyes of the person sitting opposite.

The latter's lifeless and fluctuating eyes did not change in the slightest under such a gaze.

At the same time, in the 'Glowing Dining Pavilion', there were bursts of exclamations—

"Ahh It's ......"