After a brief test of Prajna's ability, Kamiyagawa was still very satisfied with his first Shikigami.

Moreover, this mask monster itself is still an alien, a flash Pokémon.

Comes with a growing white mask.

The future is promising.

"Let's try to do it in real time."

Kamiyagawa lifted the state of [Oni Posture Smiling Face], and at the same time let Pranya temporarily return to the tin statue and began to change himself into a dog song suit.

"If you want to fight in actual combat, you can go to the outskirts of Inumaki Village."

"In addition, in the world of weird talk, being possessed by a laughing mask will continue to lose the vitality of the paper man. But when I was wearing a mask just now, I didn't feel much about it. I don't know how long the dead paper man can resist the erosion of the laughing mask at most, and this will have to be tested. ”

Kamiyagawa held a wood-chopping axe and walked into the mouth of the long dark dog tunnel.

Behind him, tin figures and wooden plaques stood silently, yellow and green fluorescent flying.

……

Use the disguise effect of the suit to make your way through the tunnel.

Because I am a little used to rubbing shoulders with the villagers of Inuming Village, who love to grind their teeth, I feel that there is no danger.

"It's time for Prajna to help me get my revenge." Kamiya River walked in the direction of Inunaki Village.

On the outskirts of the village, near the dirt road leading to the deserted temple.

He found a wandering grandma fire.

"It's going to be in this position, and it feels like the one I did last time I did a sneak attack on the way back from buying candles."

Kamiyagawa approached and successfully pulled the hatred of his grandmother's fire.

"Hee-hee-ha-ha-hoo!"

The blue fireball whistled and flew over, and in the firelight, an old woman's resentful and ethereal face could be faintly seen.

"Pranya!" Kamiyagawa's heart moved.

The figure in the long undershirt followed the call, sketching out at his side and becoming more and more distinct.

Onmyoji, who has mastered the [Spiritual Arts], can use himself as a medium to summon the Shikjin who inhabits in the Shikigami to his side, regardless of distance, or even the barrier between the two worlds.

The ghost girl with the mask raised her hand, and the grinning ghost mask and the unformed white mask fluttered around her waist, spinning non-stop.

"Boom—"

The face of the laughing ghost seems to have suddenly come to life, becoming more and more vivid.

The mask let out a screeching laugh and flew out as a phantom!

Ghost Attack.

[Pranya summons a Smile Mask to attack the enemy, dealing a certain amount of damage and a certain chance to confuse and fear the enemy.] ]

Bang!

The fireball and the illusory grinning face collided in midair, and the faint blue flame flew everywhere, falling to the ground and quickly extinguishing, turning into black smoke and disappearing.

[Kill Grandma Fire and get 4 Soul Crystals!] ]

"Okay, I'll kill it in one go." Kamiyagawa, who was watching the battle, applauded and admired.

It's so cool to be an onmyoji!

You don't even have to make a move, and the enemy falls.

Prajna didn't respond to his onmyoji's praise, but he lowered his height in the air slightly and landed behind Kamiyagawa's side.

Raise your head and close your chin, your slender waist is straight, and your hands are gently crossed and overlapped in front of your body, matching the pretty face with a cold and arrogant temperament.

Elegant, so elegant!

"Let's go, now it's just a small test, let's do a big ticket next!" Kamiyagawa was in high spirits, carrying a wood-chopping axe to lead the way.

This time, it's the turn of the dog phone booth.

Don't even think about running away!

……

The main road outside the village is surrounded by abandoned farmland with cracked concrete floors and overgrown weeds.

An old-fashioned telephone booth stands out in the middle of the road.

Through the glass on all sides, you can see that there is an old green square telephone hanging inside.

There were still no mobs roaming around.

The elite monster of the map of Inuchi's pass,Strange talk with a tendency to visit,Inuming phone booth。

"Found it."

Kamiyagawa replaced the ordinary cos prop chopping axe with a handy firewood knife and stepped closer.

By the time he walked a dozen steps from the phone booth.

"Bell bell bell—"

A hurried electric bell rang.

This time, Kamiyagawa walked forward quickly without thinking about it.

Smack.

The glass door opens and closes again.

The microphone was picked up.

"Hello, I'm an honest foreigner. I'm back again. Kamiyagawa spoke first.

There was no response on the other end of the line.

But there was the sound of gurgling water, as if someone was spitting bubbles violently underwater.

And then, just like last time.

Smack, smack.

The drowning girl in the phone booth began to slap the glass.

At the bottom of the pavilion, and inside the receiver of the telephone, there was muddy sewage flowing out, and clumps of slippery and tangled, long black hair like aquatic plants were mixed in it.

When these black hairs gathered more and more, and almost occupied half of the space of the small phone booth, the drowning girl appeared from the murky water!

Goo-go

The white-haired grimace was spitting bubbles in the water, and the resentful eyes were fixed on Kamiyagawa's face.

The drowning girl felt as if she had killed the boy in front of her once, but for some reason, he was now back here unscathed.

But it doesn't matter.

No matter who it is, you can kill as many times as you come.

Drag them all into the water!

Clumps of black hair clinged to the boy's body, wrapping around his limbs.

The drowning girl also waited for an opportunity, intending to use her hands and feet again, hugging the boy tightly, and then caressing and drowning him in the water.

This time the situation is different from the last time.

When the drowning girl's hands and feet were about to touch the two-life boy.

"Prajna."

The other party spoke softly.

A beautiful figure with purple trim and white long sleeves flashed in the narrow phone booth.

Grabbed the boy from behind before the drowning girl, and then disappeared.

At the same time, on the young man's handsome face, a hideous and terrifying grimace mask appeared, instantly turning his image into a Shura demon!

But this ghost-like hideous appearance, under the ghostly aura, it is inexplicably attractive and seductive.

It was a strange beauty with an extremely inhuman temperament, indescribable, indescribable.

Borrow the mask of ghosts, and attach the posture of ghosts and gods!

The drowning girl couldn't help but be stunned when she looked at the changes in the teenager.

The next second.

Kamiyagawa moved, and his seemingly thin body moved quickly and his strength was amazing.

With his left hand, he tugged at the slippery clump of hair on the drowning girl's head, lifted the strange tale out of the water almost like a turnip, and slammed it against the glass.

"Divide the time to a flash, like the silk spit out by silkworms."

While launching a fierce attack, Kamiyagawa's heart gave birth to a different kind of enlightenment.

But even so, his movements did not stop in the slightest.

Holding a blood-stained firewood knife in his right hand, the bright head of the knife stabbed straight out!

Blade splitting time!

This blow, both in terms of speed and power, is even more amazing than the three-foot punch that Kamiyagawa is usually used to.

Faintly, you can even get a glimpse of the prototype of advanced Aoyi silk.

In addition, at the moment when the firewood knife was stabbed, behind Kamiyagawa, a smiling demon with a purple-edged white shirt and a hideous face could be seen, flashing by.

His god, his spirit, Prajna.

Boom!

The bloody tip of the knife pierced the drowning woman's throat and slammed into the glass of the phone booth behind her.

A crack like a spider's web burst open on the glass.

Blood and some fishy yellow mucus flowed down the blade, dripping into the sewage and disappearing.