Night.

Half past eleven.

It is a residential neighborhood not far from Fuyumachi and not too close.

Kume-cho.

A beautiful JK girl, carrying a light and delicate leather schoolbag, walked alone on the road.

The girl's long black hair was coiled on her head, and she had a simple, inconspicuous hairpin, which was almost completely submerged in the hair, and it was not easy to see.

He wears a white sailor suit with a blue bow tied to his chest. The lower body is a pleated skirt, black schoolgirl socks, and small flat leather shoes.

The bare thighs are fair and well-proportioned, fleshy but not thick.

Moreover, the proportion of legs to the body is long.

Full of youthful energy, it can be called perfect.

The girl looked slightly tired, probably having just finished her part-time job in the evening.

"It's so tiring to work. However, we are finally getting home. This JK thought to himself.

It's probably not too far from her house.

After a tiring day, little JK just wants to go home quickly.

Take off your small leather shoes, unbutton your corset, and take off your sweaty clothes for a good bath.

In this way, you can heal the fatigue caused by studying and working.

The journey home wasn't too dark, but because it was late, I couldn't see any other pedestrians.

"It's so late, I don't know if my grandmother at home left me some supper." Little JK bowed his head slightly, looked at the tips of his shoes and thought.

When she looked up, she suddenly saw a person standing under the street lamp in front of her, in the middle of the road.

"Was anyone standing there just now?"

Little JK was a little confused, but kept walking.

Under the street lamp, there was a man in a floral shirt.

It was obviously not raining today, but the other party was holding a large black umbrella with a straight handle.

The umbrella covers the light from the street lamp, and also completely obscures the other party's face.

In addition, the man who is not holding an umbrella can be seen carrying a small narrow-mouthed white porcelain bottle, like a sake bottle.

He just stood there, motionless.

Because I felt that the other party was a little strange, the pretty little JK suddenly felt a little scared.

However, this is probably her residence in front of her.

You can't go home without passing past this strange person.

Little JK moved a few steps towards the foot of the roadside wall, intending to stick to the wall and quickly walk past the strange man with the umbrella.

Click.

The small leather shoes stomped on the ground in a panic, and the girl quickened her pace.

Just as she was about to pass by the umbrella man, she heard a voice coming from under the umbrella: "Your face is so beautiful." ”

It was the voice of a young man.

The timbre is low, with a bit of deliberately contrived bubble sounds.

Then, the black umbrella edge lifted a little.

Little JK saw the face of the man under the umbrella.

It was a fairly good-looking face, but it had an abnormal feeling.

The girl didn't know how to describe it more appropriately, in short, she just felt weird.

The eyes, nose, and mouth are all handsome, but they seem to be improvised patchwork, each handsome, not coordinated at all.

It even makes people watch, a bit of an uncanny valley effect.

The pretty little JK only felt disgust and fear for the face of the umbrella man, and his heart was furious.

She wanted to escape.

Wow –

But before JK could take a step, the big black umbrella that was stretched out suddenly blocked in front of her.

"You've got a pretty face."

This time his voice was no longer simply low, but deliberately contrived bubbles. It's mixed in with something else, like two people talking.

Another voice sandwiched in the middle of it, sounding like an old woman's. Hoarse, like a male duck whose neck has been trampled.

Between the words, there is no secret of greed and thirst.

The girl turned her head in horror, only to see the incongruous face of the man with the umbrella, which had become completely white at some point.

It seems to be smeared with a thick layer of white powder!

"For such a beautiful face, put on some fat powder, right? And then, give it to me, right? Give it to me! ”

The man spoke, still making two different sounds.

His emotions were too excited, his white strange face was distorted, and the white was shaking. His face began to change, becoming old and wrinkled, like an old lady with an old clock.

The strange man waved the narrow-mouthed white porcelain vase and swung it towards JK's face.

And that bottle was full of weird white powder!

But just when the white-pink man was about to succeed, his vision suddenly darkened.

Nothing can be seen.

There was only darkness left in all directions.

Babbling.

Something was waiting in the dark.

The white-pink man tried to look into the darkness, and then he saw—

It was one eye after another, closed and opened, and the scarlet-eyed boy was staring at him!

The white-pink man was shocked.

Only then did he realize that there were definitely not only two people on this street, he and the beautiful JK, but a third person shot at him.

Can be a second.

The blackness in his vision had completely faded, and the red eyes that had been watching in the dark, making people shudder, and his body stiffened, were also gone.

The man with his face painted in white powder can be seen normally again.

In front of him, there was still the beautiful girl he had just regarded as his prey.

It's just that the originally slightly exaggerated look of horror on the face of this little JK has disappeared, and has been replaced by a sly triumphant smile.

The girl's soft apricot eyes narrowed slightly, and she spoke calmly, and her tone was soft and soft, but she didn't lose at all in terms of momentum:

"I'm pretty happy with my face, I don't want to give it to you at all."

Little JK had already pulled out the quaint hairpin in his hair, and at the same time there was an extra yellow rune paper in his other hand.

The yellow charm is painted with a clear bellflower.

The tip of the hairpin pierced through the yellow talisman like a short dagger.

The girl's movements are much more flexible than the eccentric man's.

"Broken!"

Little JK drank lightly.

The clear bellflower on the yellow rune paper suddenly glowed, and an unreasonable blast stretched unilaterally forward from the rune paper.

And the white powder man is completely in the scope of this explosion.

Rumble!

The man was blasted out for a long distance, like a kite with a broken string, dangling and smashing to the ground.

He let out an old moan, struggling to get up and run backwards.

On the other side of the street, a solemn old woman walked out slowly.

The old woman was holding a blind cane in her hand, and her eyes were hollow and seemed to be unable to see, but she seemed to be staring indifferently at the man on the ground.

"Powder woman?"

The old woman with the blind cane must have sensed something from the man, and muttered like this.

And the little JK, who had stopped playing the showdown, took out a few yellow runes from his pocket and pounced on the strange man:

"You're dying!"

……

Meanwhile.

"There's a situation with the onitsuka shrine maiden and the blind mother-in-law!"

Around the neighborhood of Kume, more and more people are moving closer to the location where the brief battle has just broken out.

These are all officially organized soul slayers, or members of the Metropolitan Police Department who cooperate with the operation.