Tsukasa Kurihara took the fog and returned to the rented hut in Nishijima, located in Itabashi Ward.

Not to mention anything else, shrinking the ground into inches after becoming a demon lord is the skill that Tsukasa Kurihara thinks is the best to use. In fact, in the common sense he received, the final form of the Demon Lord should be a space shuttle, and there is no need to go through the human path.

But not now, Tsukasa Kurihara can only walk back bitterly with the fog. However, the terrain is not limited to inches, which allows him to float in mid-air and reach it in a straight line.

There was a person who believed in strange talk and didn't sleep in the middle of the night when he happened to see Tsukasa Kurihara passing by the window and his eyes widened: "What is that?" ”

He quickly got up from the bed and leaned out of the window, but Tsukasa Kurihara was already far away.

"Blinded? Or is it a bird flying past? But it can't be a bird at that size. The man was puzzled, but couldn't find an answer, so he scratched the back of his head and went back to bed to surf the web.

Tsukasa Kurihara arrived at his destination half an hour later, and the time shifted to eleven o'clock in the evening.

The fog in his hand lessened a little as he hurried, and he quickened his pace upstairs, and when he entered the room, he heard the sound of water in the toilet. Nishijima taking a bath.

Because Tsukasa Kurihara lived in Nishijima, the small living room was renovated.

A curtain was drawn in the middle to enclose her bed and dresser, and the remaining passage was used as Tsukasa Kurihara's bed. During the day, Nishijima put away the quilt that was spread on the ground, and then spread it on him at night.

Tsukasa Kurihara basically doesn't stay in his room either, disappearing during the day and returning late at night. When Tsukasa Kurihara returned, Nishijima had already fallen asleep, and the two met in the morning.

This made Nishijima breathe a sigh of relief.

However, when she came out wrapped in a bath towel and wiping her hair while humming a song, she never expected that there would be Tsukasa Kurihara standing in the center of the room.

For the first time, she didn't stiffen from fright.

Two people face each other.

Tsukasa Kurihara unconsciously looked at Nishijima from head to toe.

From the beginning to the present, because he is concerned about himself, Tsukasa Kurihara really doesn't care what Nishijima looks like, but now when I take a closer look, I find that she doesn't look bad. Small face, peach blossom eyes, two pear vortices next to the stiff smile on the face, fair skin, exuding a feminine beauty all over the body.

His gaze finally settled on Nishijima's chest.

Xiumei is really beautiful, and good-looking is really good-looking, but this chest is also really flat, it's a pity.

Nishijima felt Tsukasa Kurihara's scrutiny, and pink rose from the back of her neck to her cheeks, but her shy appearance seemed to Tsukasa Kurihara to have a different taste.

Sure enough, girls are the most beautiful thing in the world. Tsukasa Kurihara sighed. Tsukasa Kurihara likes to embody the beauty of women more than shooting from the perspective of the male protagonist, and the women he shoots from the male perspective have an inexplicable attraction, which is one of the reasons why he was able to shoot and make money in the first place.

Nishijima covered his chest with his hands, lowered his head and hurriedly ran into his nest, scrambling to find pajamas on the bed.

The room was very quiet, and the sound of changing clothes was even more ambiguous, and Nishijima had to speak: "Kuri, Kurihara-san, why are you back?" ”

At the same time that Nishijima disappeared from sight, Tsukasa Kurihara had already recovered from this little episode, and he stared at the clothes floating in the air in front of him, and his face sank with a relaxed expression because of Nishijima.

He took his clothes away, and the fog that had been wrapped around him almost disappeared, and Tsukasa Kurihara reached out and touched it. He felt a faint force of life coming from his fingertips, contrasting with the strong plea.

"Please, save me, Lord Mo."

Lord of the Demons.

This title was unexpectedly felt from the fog, and Tsukasa Kurihara was not surprised at all, as if he had known that the other party would say this, and he was used to such a request.

The next second, a guess popped into his head.

It's not the first time he's done it, otherwise it's hard to explain his calm at the moment.

It seems that the original memory fusion made him lose some of his common sense, no wonder Tsukasa Kurihara always felt weird. He is not the only one in the world, and if there are others, according to the number of legends, he should not be unimpressed.

For a week, Tsukasa Kurihara didn't feel anything anywhere he went. Today's fog was only seen by mistake, and if Tsukasa Kurihara hadn't paid attention to the middle-aged man, it would have been difficult for him to feel such a subtle abnormality.

It would be unrealistic for him to have the neon bottom turned upside down like this by himself, and besides, Tsukasa Kurihara had no intention of doing so.

He's fine, why should he help other weird talkers? He is a mud bodhisattva crossing the river and it is difficult to protect himself, and the fog he encountered today can only be said to be lucky, and Tsukasa Kurihara needs the existence of another strange story to confirm something.

It seems that the fog knows a lot of things.

Tsukasa Kurihara passed his thoughts through his fingertips: What are you.

He didn't get an answer for the first time, and the other party passed on after a pause: I don't have a name.

Don't have a name?

Tsukasa Kurihara raised his eyebrows, so how is he going to explain the current situation to Nishijima?

At this time, Nishijima changed his clothes and opened the curtain, his face was still red, and he didn't dare to look at Tsukasa Kurihara with low eyebrows.

"Kurihara-san, I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to come back at this time·····" Nishijima explained.

However, Tsukasa Kurihara's focus was no longer on the embarrassing scene just now, and he looked sideways at Nishijima: "Can you see the fog in front of me?" ”

"Mist? What? ”

"Look at my side."

"Ahh

Only then did Nishijima raise his eyes and look over.

“······ It's not for you to look at me, it's to look in front of me, have you noticed something? Tsukasa Kurihara circled the place where the fog was with his hand.

Nishijima really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into, but under the watchful eye of Tsukasa Kurihara, she had no choice but to try to look, but she didn't find the fog.

"Yes, what?" The West Island is not visible.

Tsukasa Kurihara glanced at her, thought for two seconds, and without saying much, grabbed Nishijima's wrist and let her hand touch the dying fog in front of her directly.

I can't see it, but I can feel it. Nishijima didn't react for a while, and was pulled forward by Kurihara Tsukasa, and soon felt the indescribable chill.

It's not cold, it's a chill that comes out of my heart, and fear hits her in an instant. The fear is stronger than when I met Tsukasa Kurihara.,It makes people want to flee back into the crowd.。 But it's a two-way battle.

As fear rose, another warmth spread from where Tsukasa Kurihara had held to Nishijima's limbs, making her feel her feet touch the earth again.

Compared with the fear of touching the things in front of her, the sense of security that Tsukasa Kurihara brought to her behind made Nishijima a little stunned.

From this moment on, Nishijima was really not afraid of Tsukasa Kurihara, and when he glanced at his side face, he was suddenly convinced that Tsukasa Kurihara would do his best to do what he said before.

Tsukasa Kurihara didn't know Nishijima's mental journey, he just guessed that she felt the fog based on Nishijima's performance, let go of her wrist and said directly: "What you just touched was a strange story, maybe you are dying." ”

"Strange talk?" Nishijima shuddered and hugged himself tightly.

"Hmm." Tsukasa Kurihara nodded, "It's a child, I met in Shibuya, next to a middle-aged man, and now it's turned into a cloud of mist." ”

After listening to Tsukasa Kurihara's description, Nishijima suddenly remembered the urban weird talk about children he had seen in the book, and the key word fog.

She subconsciously said, "Disappearing Kiritaro!" ”