"Naphthalene~, Yazi, do you feel like it's extra cold today?"

Walking well, Shizuko, who was talking and laughing with the girl who was called Yazi next to her, suddenly trembled, and only felt that a gust of yin wind seemed to be conscious, frantically pouring into her clothes from her neckline, making her can't help but let out an uncomfortable exclamation.

It's just that Shizuko herself can't do anything about it, so she can only press the schoolbag in her hand to her chest.

In this way, you want to stop these strange winds from attacking.

And Yazi on the side doesn't have this feeling, and the flat neckline doesn't give the demon wind any room to exert power.

"Cold? Have it? It's Shizuko, you're in too bad health, I've said it, you shouldn't go to the classroom every day, it's better to exercise as much as I do, Hora ......"

Looking at the small faces on the side embarrassed together, the leather bag and body in her arms showed a seventy-five degree angle, Shizuko who pressed the soft flesh down, Yazi's face showed a smug smile, a pair of slender and powerful thighs straightened, the soles of the feet lightly touched the ground, a few strides, a few jumps were around the girl named Shizuko and turned around several times, and finally stood in front of Shizuko and walked upside down, that smug look, as if to say.

"Look how good I am."

"I'll just say, Shizuko, you still have to work hard......"

"Smack~"

But just after taking two steps, Ako's back hit something I don't know what it was.

Azi feels like a human being, because it doesn't feel like a car, a wall, or a street lamp or anything.

But it doesn't look like a human being, because it feels a little heavy when it hits, and it doesn't even shake a bit.

"Smimarseille~"

But although it felt a little wrong, Ako still quickly jumped up, jumped to the side, and quickly bowed and apologized.

However, after bowing and raising his head, Yazi realized that there was a tall man in front of him who was wearing casual clothes and was about 1.85 meters tall.

The other party had his back to her, the back half of his body was illuminated by the light, and the front half of his body was hidden in the darkness, and he was motionless, looking extremely weird.

"Oh no? Smimarseille. ”

Shizuko on the side also seemed to feel a little wrong, and she couldn't help but feel a bad feeling in her heart, and she couldn't help but take half a step back, remembering the people who committed suicide around the school mentioned by Yazi before, as well as the legend of the "Faceless Man".

And in the midst of the call of the two of them, the motionless person in front of them moved.

I saw him slowly turn around under the light of the street lamp, and in the alternating position of light and darkness, neither Shizuko nor Yako could see each other's faces clearly.

In the atmosphere of this name, Shizuko and Yazi, two female high school students, couldn't help but be a little scared.

"It's okay, I'm okay, you're okay."

Turning around was a handsome guy with a strong body.

As soon as Yazi saw this handsome guy, her eyes lit up immediately, but she was not too embarrassed to be too enthusiastic, she just bowed her head and apologized.

But Shizuko on the side didn't come forward, Because she is good at painting, Shizuko is extremely sensitive to the movement of human face muscles, looking at the "handsome guy" in front of her I don't know why, Shizuko always feels that the expression of the guy in front of her seems to be a little unnatural.

But what the problem is, Shizuko can't see.

However, Shizuko's worries were quickly put to rest, as the two of them were soon separated from the man.

And as they walked, the surrounding noise gradually returned, and the sparse crowd and brilliant neon lights slowly appeared, and the surrounding roads were illuminated again.

"Naphtha~, Shizuko, such a handsome guy, aren't you a little interested? I didn't even want to say a word just now. ”

On this occasion, the two girls completely regained their former liveliness and began to chat.

Hearing Yazi's words, the expression on the face of the girl named Shizuko did not have any other reaction, but she shook her head and said:

"I just don't feel right."

"What's wrong?"

Hearing Shizuko's answer, Ako also looked a little strange.

"The mask in his hand makes me feel that something is not right......"

"Masks? Have it? ”

Regarding the mask that Shizuko said, Yazi was at a loss, did that handsome guy have a mask in his hand just now? She didn't pay attention at all......

In this regard, Shizuko gave her a blank look.

"You've been concentrating on the handsome guy just now, and your eyes are almost imprinted on other people's faces, how can you still pay attention to this ......?"

……

On the other side, the two girls call "handsome guys" here.

The handsome guy has a mask and he also has a mask, but this mask is a mask that is not serious, and the handsome guy is also a handsome guy who is not serious.

The handsome guy is naturally Xiao Yiren's "holster", as for the mask......

That's a few minutes in advance.

About six or seven minutes ago.

It's still this place.

Feeling the inexplicable atmosphere around me, as well as the sparse crowd that inexplicably turned in the other direction, and the two female high school students who didn't follow the crowd at all, even when they found out that something was wrong.

"Illusion and idlers disperse, it is really a routine that ghost movies should have."

complained, Xiao Yiren directly controlled the holster and rushed into this "no man's land".

Then after passing through a string of dark and abnormal streets, I found a guy about three meters tall, tall and thin, who looked like a street lamp, hung his head, had no facial features at all, and looked quite underworldly.

To be honest, Xiao Yiren didn't react when he saw this guy at first, thinking that this thing was a broken street lamp, until this guy stretched out his claws to Xiao Yiren.

The blade-like claws slashed over like a sharp sword, and the sharp sound of breaking the air made Xiao Yiren's hair stand on end.

However, fortunately, Xiao Yiren's reaction was extremely fast, and the response of the outer leather case was not slow, and he jumped away directly and dodged the blow, while a long scratch fell on the ground.

"Good fellow, the avenue has been cut, and this facelinger is relying on this hand-shaved face."

Thinking about it for only a moment, Xiao Yiren didn't give him politeness, since he had done it, then he came more thoroughly.

"Walker!"

With Xiao Yiren's soft shout, a figure that was not very tall suddenly appeared, a pair of fists glowing with blue light, and mercilessly greeted directly at the outstretched claws of the faceling in front of him.

In an instant, there was a sound of gold and iron clashing.

Then I saw that the Faceling's outstretched palm was directly twisted into a ball, like a knife-like palm twisted and twisted, tangled together, looking like a fork that had been twisted into a twist.

Seeing this, the walker did not stop attacking, but directly perched forward, surrounded by cyan lightning fists, and he struck the body of the monster in front of him one after another, directly opening several holes in its thin body.

It's just that instead of blood, what flows out of these holes is a thin layer of gray powder like a poisonous mist, but even Sadako's virus is immune to the walker doesn't care so much.

Only a dozen seconds passed, and the giant Faceling was torn down into a scrap by the Walkers.

But even so, this guy still doesn't seem to be dead, and the gray powder that permeates his body attracts each other and wants to gather together, I really don't know if this guy can recover, but this scene still makes Xiao Yiren's brows furrow slightly.

Since he can still be a demon, it proves that the guy in front of him is not dead.

And now this guy's complete part is left with a head without facial features.

So that means if you want to kill this guy, I'm afraid you need to directly smash his head.

However, Xiao Yiren did not do that for the time being, but put away the walker first and summoned another stand-in, the prop maker.

Like the Transformation Withered Piercing Attack, Xiao Yiren directly pressed the prop maker's big hand on the only remaining head.

Part of the reason why Xiao Yiren didn't move when he was knocked over just now was that he was concentrating on converting the Faceling into a prop.

And when the props are made, all that remains is the mask in Xiao Yiren's hand.

Looking back at the present, Xiao Yiren looked at the brass-colored mask with a weird smile on his hand, and his face couldn't help but become serious, he was not familiar with this mask, but he was no stranger to it.

At the same time, it was only at this time that Xiao Yiren noticed that the gray powder on the ground was a poisonous mist, which was clearly the pencil ash of the paintbrush.

If things are really the same as he thinks, then in the next period of time, his workload will probably be very large, and at the same time it will be very troublesome.

"Forget about Sadako, Dark Shiba is also here, this JOJO's wonderful adventure is really a pervert, and it's a lot of disasters......"

(End of chapter)