There was crimson blood scattered everywhere.

The blood is viscous and mixed with minced meat...

The fragile human thighs were ripped off and thrown aside, and the arms were eaten more than halfway, exposing the musculature within—

In the numb chewing sound of the scalp, there is white heat rising up.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The girl's head turned to the side, and her eyes, which had long been lifeless, seemed to be staring at Xicheng style due to the dilation of her pupils.

"It's really..."

Xicheng Shi ignored the dead White Mist Divine Son, and frowned at the urban weirdness in front of him.

A giant mouth that eats people.

As the name suggests, the head is not visible from the neck.

In its place are mouthparts covered with dense teeth.

At this time, the other party's huge mouth was already stuffed with bloody pieces of meat, and he was eating happily.

The blue and white twisted body, the way of movement on all fours, and the feeling of oppression of the three-meter-tall body.

Nishijo took a deep breath and began to reflect on why he didn't have some weapons at his disposal.

So what to do next.

Xicheng-style mind floats.

Although others have already come, I feel that the resentment of the 'Three Imperial Spells' is not so easy to solve.

Unlike the last time the Fire Axe Female Wraith was locked in a cage, this Largemouth Wraith is free, not at the mercy of a Fire Axe female Wraith.

"Sure enough, it should be safe to retreat here...? No... Hasegawa will definitely call the police later, and if there are professional soul killers on the police side, they will expel the strangeness that they finally discovered..."

Nishijo thought quietly.

After all, the death of the White Mist Divine Son was already certain, so even if he wasted some time thinking about it, Xicheng Shi didn't have to face the condemnation of his conscience.

Just when Xicheng was sinking down and thinking-

A foul stench and a terrible scream came.

Xicheng came back to his senses in a trance, and then realized that he had walked in front of the giant mouth at some point.

The hideous and terrifying giant mouth emitted a foul smell and pounced on him without hesitation!

This is the muscle memory of the original owner again?!

Xicheng's gaze changed, and he just wanted to distance himself and then wrestle with the other party.

And then—

Boom!!!

It's like a tomato bursting open.

Undigested blood clots and organs of various colors burst out one by one.

The upper body of the West Castle style was blown up with a jet-black and smelly liquid, and his face was covered with the strange minced flesh of the giant mouth.

Boom!

This is the sound of the grotesque body of a giant mouth whose upper body was blown up by a Xicheng-style punch and fell heavily.

Belch...?

Nishijo-shiki, who maintained a punching posture, looked at his fist in a daze, and then looked at the mess on the ground.

It's not right.

I wanted to distance myself and get rid of it steadily.

Xicheng Shi touched the black blood stains on his face, and exhaled a breath, his heart full of strangeness.

He has always been a steady character.

Without saying a word, I walked over and got close to the distance, and I exploded weirdly with one punch... On the contrary, it made him feel a little complicated.

- I obviously want to be more stable.

Why did you blow up the opponent with one punch?

Xicheng shook his head.

Either way, if the result is good, then it is good.

Black qi was floating in mid-air, and after being pulled by an invisible force, it merged into Xicheng's body.

The purple air mass on his chest was partially peeled off again.

Very good.

Xicheng nodded, satisfied.

If you continue at this pace, you can find more than a dozen resentful spirits or urban weirdness exorcisms of the Three Imperial Spells to completely recover.

"It's time to leave, too."

Xicheng muttered to himself.

Although the weirdness has been dispersed with the wind, the body of the White Mist Divine Son is still here.

Calculating the time, Hasegawa Shizun almost called the police.

Xicheng doesn't want to cause trouble, and he doesn't want to make trouble, so it's good to choose to leave quickly.

But...

"What's going on?"

Xicheng looked up.

White mist as light as tulle ...

I don't know when, it has been wrapped in the West Side.

No, it's not a wrapping Xicheng style, it's—

Xicheng style bowed his head.

Under his gaze, the white mist, like a living thing, had already climbed above the carcass of the White Mist Divine Son, which had long since lost its temperature.

Hollowed out, eat more than half of the smooth abdomen.

Thin-threaded arms that have been twisted off and bitten.

Slimy flesh shattered... All wrapped in white mist.

Click. Click. Click, click, click

Where the white mist was attached, various sounds were heard.

The crunch of bones stretching, the creeping of flesh and blood...

Under the wrapping of the white mist, the broken limbs of the white mist god son were backfilled, and the bones grew, and they recovered after a while.

This unreasonable scene happened in front of Xicheng's eyes.

But he wasn't too surprised.

After all, the fact that he traveled to Tokyo, Japan, which is secretly revived, is not in itself common sense.

So no matter what doesn't conform to common sense, as long as you think about yourself, you will feel nothing.

Xicheng Shiki kept his composure, slowly pulling out the black qi in his hand, as long as the White Mist Divine Son had the intention of attacking him, he would make a move.

Under the gaze of the West Castle, the big black eyes of the White Mist Miko regained their color.

She reached out to sit up, and then subconsciously looked up—

I just saw the West Castle style.

"......" White Mist Divine Son.

"......" Xicheng style.

The atmosphere was silent, and neither of them spoke.

Half an hour later.

The White Mist Divine Son spoke calmly:

"Xicheng-san... Excuse me, but could you please take my right leg? It's over there. ”

The little girl said, pointing to her bent and twisted right leg that had been thrown on the other side of the road.

It was indeed the right leg of the White Mist Divine Son.

Her right leg was torn from her body by the Giant Mouth Monster and twisted into a twisted shape.

"......" Xicheng style.

Xicheng Shi glanced at the white mist miko who was acting too calmly, and after thinking about it, he still helped her take the broken leg.

"Thank you."

The White Mist Miko held his right leg with both hands and thanked him politely.

Xicheng Shi didn't answer, just stared at her intently.

Tender face, big black eyes, pretty and delicate facial features, cherry pink lips, shawl long hair sprinkled -

If she hadn't been holding her twisted and bloody right leg...

It's not impossible to think of each other as a cute and beautiful girl.

"Xicheng-san..."The White Mist Miko spoke again.

"What's the matter?"

Xicheng-style rhetorical question.

“... Can you stop staring at me..."

The White Mist Divine Son hugged his broken leg tightly, and said in a voice without any fluctuations: "I'm actually... Very shy. ”

"Shy?"

Xicheng Shi glanced at her expressionless cold face, and then glanced at her hugging her thighs without shying away.

Let's be honest... Xicheng Shi couldn't feel the word 'shy' from this girl's body.

"I'm really shy. It's better to say that being seen like this by a boy is a girl's shyness, right? I'm not a weirdo. ”

The face of the white mist god who hugged his broken leg did not change.

Not a weirdo...

Xicheng-style eyebrows were raised, and after thinking about it, he still didn't say anything.

"I know it might be a little rude, but I'm too shy, so could you please not look at this side for a while?"

The White Mist Mitsuko tried to argue with reason.

Yes.

I was seen like this by a boy.

How could the expressionless White Mist Divine Son not be shy?

She said as she spoke.

I couldn't help but hug my broken leg again.

It's really-

Too shy!