Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

He noticed wisps of demonic power emanating from those malevolent eyes.

"Due to prolonged exposure to demonic energy, his mind was clouded, he became violent, and his desires were amplified?"

"The demonic aura emanating from Hisafuji Chiba is so strong?"

"It's truly karma; retribution is inevitable. I bullied her too much, and now she's been corrupted by demonic energy and lost her mind. That's what will happen to her in a moment."

"They're doomed. The more smug they are now, the more miserable they'll be in a moment."

Although Uesugi Kiyoshi was thinking this, a wisp of sword energy in his hand had already solidified into a tangible form.

If things are not going well, then step in to save them.

He couldn't just turn a blind eye. He couldn't bring himself to let a young girl be harmed by these bad influences just to achieve his goal.

However, just as his sword energy was taking shape...

The delinquent was yelling and cursing at Fujimura Chiba, trying to take off her clothes.

Several delinquent teenagers had lewd expressions and strange smiles, their faces revealing undisguised malice.

The girls were laughing and joking, their faces beaming with the joy of revenge, and some even took out their phones to record videos.

They didn't consider at all what consequences their evil deeds would bring to the girl in front of them.

"Don't hide! You ugly freak, if you dare to hide again, I'll bring your whore mother here too, and we'll have a mother-daughter donburi together."

I don't know what taboo Fujimura Chiba was touched by those words.

Uesugi Kiyoshi's eyes narrowed—he saw it; the frenzied demonic energy had completely merged with Fujimura Chiba.

The thin girl slowly raised her head, staring at the delinquent with an emotionless gaze, and reached out like a walking corpse to grab his wrist.

Immediately afterwards, a hoarse voice came out of his mouth.

"Ugly?"

"."

"Are you talking about me?"

Do you think I'm pretty?

Although the thug found the woman somewhat creepy, he didn't think too much of it, snorted, and shouted, "What are you saying, you ugly monster?"

These were his last words.

Fujimura Chiba swiftly swung her hands, bending the scoundrel's neck at a ninety-degree angle—he was definitely not going to survive.

The unpleasant half-spoken words were stuck in his throat, and before the ferocious smile had faded, he had already bid farewell to this world.

The delinquents and punk girls who were watching were stunned.

Like a robot, Fujimura Chiba slowly turned her head and stared at another delinquent.

Am I pretty?

She asked this question as if the Grim Reaper from hell were demanding a soul.

The thugs were terrified—their legs trembled, they screamed, and tried to run away.

But the next second, they followed in the footsteps of that delinquent leader.

These punks lay sprawled on the ground, their throats marred by deep, bone-revealing gashes—the culprit being Fujimura Chiba's long, sharp fingernails.

This wasn't enough to kill them, so they could still linger on the ground, contributing their agonizing screams like chickens being slaughtered.

Immediately afterwards, Fujimura Chiba turned around and set her sights on the group of delinquent girls.

A sinister smile had appeared on her face at some point, which, combined with the bloodstains from the wound at the corner of her mouth, made her look incredibly terrifying.

"what about you?"

Do you think I'm pretty?

Those few girls, the ones with less courage, were so scared they wet their pants.

"Beautiful, you're beautiful!"

With someone taking the lead, cries of pleading for mercy rose and fell.

The smile on Fujimura Chiba's face grew increasingly sinister.

"Since I'm beautiful, I'll make you as beautiful as me~"

She seemed quite enthusiastic and did the same thing to all the girls, giving them a makeover.

Amidst the screams, Fujimura Chiba smiled knowingly and muttered to herself, "All done."

"Cooking complete"

"Now you can eat me, right?"

Kyoko was too frightened to speak, but Uesugi Kiyoshi remained unmoved.

Those who are wicked have brought this upon themselves, and he has no sympathy for them.

He only uttered one word after seeing Fujimura Chiba's actions.

"Slit-mouthed woman?"

This is an urban legend that circulated in Japan in the 1970s and 80s. It's not unusual, and it has been made into movies many times, making it very well-known in Japan.

Fujimura Chiba's behavior just now had some of the characteristics of a slit-mouthed woman.

However, when he saw what Fujimura Chiba did next, he called out another name.

"No. This is"

"Futakuchi-onna?"

This creature looks exactly like the Futakuchi-onna, an ancient Japanese yokai (supernatural being) from the association's materials.

He didn't have time to think much about it, because Fujimura Chiba seemed to want to have a big meal.

Uesugi Kiyoshi broke his silence and suddenly spoke up.

"Hey, have you thought it through?"

"If you do that, there's no going back!"

Chapter 322 Conversion

A clear sound pierced the night sky, echoing in the quiet alley, startling the moon in the sky and the people on the ground.

A thin, grotesque girl, shrouded in a strong demonic aura, mechanically turned around.

Then, Uesugi Kiyoshi saw intense emotional fluctuations appear in those indifferent and ruthless eyes.

He ignored Fujimura Chiba's feelings and simply strode closer to the chaotic scene.

As the footsteps echoed, Fujimura Chiba's expression seemed to contort with effort.

Blood continued to seep from the wound on her face, dripping onto her simple clothes and staining them like red roses, blooming alluringly in the moonlight.

"Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!"

The girl covered her head, lowered her head, and tore at her hair. Behind her head, the strange object with a gaping maw, resembling a snake, thrashed wildly.

Uesugi Kiyoshi began to speak on his own.

“I never thought that killing was a capital offense—maybe it was the inflated sense of power that made me feel that life and death were the most ordinary things.”

"Every time I go on a mission, I'm practically risking my life, living on the edge."

As for these scumbags...

"Do your own fault, don't live."

"They approached you, humiliated you, and were infected by the demonic energy within you. They lost their minds and tried to violate you, which caused you to become demonic. In the end, they died at your hands, and their accomplices were also seriously injured and dying."

"This is called cause and effect, and retribution is inevitable."

"In my opinion, you acted in self-defense, and it was good that you killed him."

"The law may not recognize this principle, but I do."

"But, Fujimura-kun."

"If you were to eat these people, that would be a completely different story."

"I don't like it, I don't agree with it."

"Just like how I couldn't stand them bullying you during the day."

As soon as he finished speaking, Uesugi Kiyoya walked up to Fujimura Chiba.

He stood there unguarded, his expression calm, and his words were not in a tone of advice, but rather a straightforward statement of fact.

Uesugi Kiyoshi had a hard time discerning whether Fujimura Chiba had listened to what he was saying.

The girl's eyes were now completely filled with blood red, making her look extremely eerie.

"I'm telling you, don't come any closer!"

The suppressed roar coming from her throat sounded like a girl's final accusation, which was quite shocking.

A moment later, Fujimura Chiba slightly raised her eyes and glanced at Kyoko.

A flash of resentment crossed her eyes, but it was quickly overshadowed by a ferocious, beast-like look.

"Senior Anzu, please... don't come any closer, don't look at me."

"me."

"I must look awful right now."

"I am an outsider, I am a monster."

"I am an ominous sign; I will bring misfortune to those around me!"

"Dad, Mom"

"I"

The girl was already incoherent.