Tokyo: Magical Girl Shatters My Dream of Going Public

Chapter 118 The Third Technological Approach—Symbiosis! (3/5)

The three of them stared at the screen, forgetting to breathe.

That twisting, writhing, ominous black monster was coiled around [Justice].

This contrasts sharply with the holy, radiant wings surrounding the girl.

The Radiant Magical Girl —

Why would someone carry something like that around with them?!

Xuecun looked at the now-dull crystal, then at the repulsive "long monster," and a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Now she understands everything.

On the first day of school, the unease that felt like she was being pricked by needles made her instinctively want to get away—not from the person who was the savior.

It's that crystal, and the "thing" sealed inside the crystal.

Her intuition had already sounded the alarm back then.

"President—" Kaoru's voice was a little hoarse. She turned to Kurokawa, her pupils reflecting the eerie image on the screen. "That's—a vengeful spirit, isn't it?"

Chinatsu also turned her head sharply, her eyes filled with disbelief: "How can a magical girl fight alongside a vengeful spirit?!"

Kurokawa's gaze never left the screen.

"It's a vengeful spirit," he affirmed. "And a vengeful spirit of the materialistic type."

"A spirit-type?" Xun frowned.

The difference lies in the "source".

Kurokawa quickly gave the three of them a brief explanation.

"Most vengeful spirits originate from human emotions, thoughts, and legends. For example, the Slit-Mouthed Woman, the High-Speed ​​Granny, and this No-Face in front of us."

He paused.

"But object spirits are different. They are born from the emotions accumulated within the object itself over a long period. Like the legendary tsukumogami, objects develop a spirit over time."

Chika blinked: "Objects—can they have feelings?"

"It's not that the objects themselves have feelings," Kurokawa corrected. "It's the feelings of the user that are attached to the objects."

"Joy, appreciation, resentment, fear—accumulated over time, under the catalysis of magical energy, may come alive."

Upon hearing this, Chika immediately recalled the [Maiko Doll] housed in the factory.

When she first helped take in the geisha doll, she didn't encounter much additional danger.

Kurokawa continued.

"Some emotions are relatively mild, or even positive, such as our nostalgia for an old object. These kinds of vengeful spirits are often not very dangerous."

His gaze returned to the writhing black monster on the screen.

"But there are also some—that are steeped in strong negative emotions. For example, murder weapons that have been associated with killing for a long time, or instruments of torture that bear endless pain. These kinds of vengeful spirits are themselves a sign of calamity."

Kaoru immediately grasped the key point: "So—someone is using the special abilities of these vengeful spirits" to help them in battle?"

"Yes," Kurokawa nodded.

He silently added in his mind.

In their previous lives, besides the "purification route" for magical girls and the "containment route" for their company representatives...

There is actually a third path: the symbiotic route!

However, this route is extremely niche and almost unpopular.

Some people who call themselves "spirit masters" are constantly searching for, cultivating, and even forcibly "creating" vengeful spirits of the object spirit type, attempting to control their power.

But this road is too difficult to travel.

The growth of spirits of the material world is slow, and their ability limit is often restricted by the object itself, making it extremely difficult to break through.

more importantly.

This route is extremely unpredictable!

It differs from the containment route, which involves imprisoning vengeful spirits and extracting resources.

The symbiotic approach is an utterly insane approach.

Ultimately, it's all about the spirit system, whether it's born from positive or negative emotions.

They are ultimately "vengeful spirits" and may turn against their masters at any time.

Therefore, in his previous life until his death, this path was always the choice of a few fanatics or those who had no other options, and it never formed a real force.

But right now—

How could a respectable D-rank magical girl, a magical girl belonging to a legitimate association, openly use vengeful spirits in battle?

Moreover, judging from the monster's ferocious appearance, the dripping slime, and the intense malice it exuded—

They don't seem like the "gentle and positive" type at all.

How did she do it?

How can she make this clearly malicious vengeful spirit obey her?

How dare I call it "Mom"?

Kurokawa stared at the long black worm in the screen that had begun to slowly swim and locked onto the faceless man below, his brows furrowing deeply.

This is not reasonable.

The Magical Boys Association—do you know about this?

Or is it that the very concept of "justice" is flawed?

Kurokawa's doubts grew, but the battle situation on the other side didn't allow him to think about it any further.

The faceless man is indeed a Class D vengeful spirit.

With a roar, its hunched body suddenly swelled up.

It is not the body, but the shadow.

Thick, inky darkness erupted from every crevice of its surface, transforming into raging "black fire" that clashed violently with the intense light poured down by "justice"!

laugh-!!!

At the boundary between light and darkness, a corrosive sound erupted.

The air was distorted, and the light flickered.

It is vying for control of the "light and shadow" in this area.

"A trivial skill."

[Justice] snorted coldly, and the wings of light behind him flapped again.

The light grew even brighter, like a tangible tide, pressing forward, and the darkness retreated step by step, emitting a hissing wail.

But just as the light was about to completely engulf No-Face...

It used all its strength to shoot the last wisp of black fire at a shadow on the wall of the teaching building not far away!

The building's shadow on the wall came alive the moment it came into contact with the black fire, stretching and deepening to become a "shadow gate" through which one could pass.

The faceless man's remaining body parts dripped into it like ink and vanished instantly.

The light swept across, but it missed.

[Justice] hovered in mid-air, his brows furrowed.

The teaching building — this is troublesome.

The room was numerous and complex, with walls, furniture, and pipe gaps—

There are countless corners where the light doesn't reach, and no matter how strong her "light" is, it's impossible to purify every inch of shadow in the entire building in an instant.

That was their natural hunting ground.

She remained silent for a few seconds, a hint of impatience flashing in her eyes.

She raised her left hand and pointed to the silent building below: "Let's see if you can hide from it."

The words fell.

The long black worm that had been hovering beside her suddenly moved.

Its massive body twisted into a powerful arc in the air before crashing heavily onto the top floor of the teaching building!

Boom!!!

A loud bang came through the screen.

Bricks, concrete, and steel bars crumbled and flew everywhere, like paper.

One corner of the entire top floor was violently smashed open, revealing the twisted steel bars inside.

Yukimura called out in a low voice, "Wait, the school—!"

That was the school, the place where she worked every day and where the students studied every day.

And just like that—it was so easily destroyed.

"At this level of combat," Kurokawa shook his head helplessly, "the school building can't be saved."

He paused, then added, "However, the good news is that the government will cover all reconstruction costs afterward."

Xuecun did not respond.

She simply looked at the girl with her wings of light, floating above the ruins on the screen, and then at the pitch-black monster slowly wriggling beside her.

My heart is heavy.

Is this how you "solve" a problem?

The battle did not stop; on the contrary, it intensified.

The faceless man was completely enraged.

It no longer hides.

Using its familiarity with the building's internal structure and its ability to leap through shadows, it begins to fight back.

Dark flames erupted from unexpected corners, attacking the "Justice" in mid-air.

More attacks were directed at the conspicuous "mother" vengeful spirit.

puff!

A solid, dark spike pierced deep into the body of the black worm.

Thick, asphalt-like liquid spurted from the wound, and the worm writhed silently and violently.

It even attempted to ambush the [Justice] entity itself.

With a sudden leap of shadow, the faceless man appeared almost touching the edge of her wings of light. His hand, devoid of five fingers but consisting only of a flat, blade-like blade, carried a chilling resentment and pierced straight at her heart!

At the critical moment, [Justice] swung her sword to block, and a loud clang of metal clashing exploded, the shockwave causing her to stagger forward half a step.

Her eyes sharpened.

The light wings flapped rapidly, quickly creating distance, and his brows furrowed completely.

This monster is more troublesome than expected.

The D-rank [Extremely Dangerous] vengeful spirit, hiding in its own territory, began to truly demonstrate its threat.

The faceless man uses the complex environment of the school building to appear and disappear unpredictably, with darkness becoming its best weapon and shield.

Sometimes it would extend its claws from the shadows of a window, and sometimes it would shoot out corrosive black thorns from the darkness at the end of the corridor.

It is, after all, a D-level vengeful spirit, and its strength should not be underestimated.

In several fierce counterattacks, it seized upon the weakness of "Mom's" large body and slow turning, and its dark claws tore through the sticky surface, bringing with them a large amount of foul-smelling black slime.

"Mom" let out a painful scream, her body twisting wildly.

On two occasions, it even emerged eerily from the shadows beneath "Mother's" body, its sharp claws aimed directly at "Justice" in mid-air!

The situation was fraught with danger.

[Justice] parried with his sword, his light wings flapped rapidly to create distance, and his expression darkened.

The other party's tenacity clearly exceeded her initial expectations.

This was no easy opponent to defeat. The track and field was ablaze with light and shadow, while the school building echoed with the muffled sounds of collapse.

The aftershocks of the battle were gradually turning the campus into ruins, and the air inside the car seemed to freeze.

Everyone held their breath and stared at the screen.

The battle lasted a full five minutes.

The battle made Chika and the others sweat profusely.

Their own psychological assessment suggested that if they were to fight this faceless man in the dark, they would likely lose very quickly.

It will never be like the justice before us, where we can still manage to maneuver.

The screen was filled with interplay of light and shadow, accompanied by constant booming sounds.

Finally, a blazing light sword struck down, pinning the hunched figure that had been darting about in the shadows to the bare ground on the second floor of the teaching building.

The sword pierced through the torso and disappeared into the concrete.

The faceless man struggled violently for a few moments before letting out a final, short hiss.

Then, it stopped moving.

Its dark gray body began to disintegrate, like ashes scattered in pieces.

The dense darkness then faded away, leaving only a murky crystal core the size of a pigeon's egg, lying quietly beneath the sword's edge.

Inside the car, all was silent.

Immediately following were long, unanimous exhales.

ended.

at last.

Xuecun relaxed his tense shoulders and leaned back in his chair.

Her palms were a little damp and cold, from the sweat she had unconsciously produced earlier. As she watched the girl on the screen retract her wings and slowly land, the heavy weight in her heart finally lifted.

Although Saviour Light transferred to the school because of the monster, she has been my student for the past few days.

Seeing her fight against such a terrible thing, Yukimura couldn't help but worry.

Now, it's safe.

She can leave now with peace of mind.

Kurokawa also let out a soft breath.

The heavy feeling that had lingered in the depths of his eyes since his rebirth seemed to have dissipated somewhat.

The tragedy of Chenghua College.

The vague and tragic reports from the previous life, those words like "the cause remains a mystery" and "all students were wiped out"—were rewritten at this moment.

The crisis is over.

He has altered a corner of the course of history.

However-

Just as he was exhaling halfway through his breath...

hum! ! !

A sharp pain, as if a steel needle were piercing directly into the skull, struck without warning!

"Ugh!"

"hiss--!"

The four people in the car groaned simultaneously.

Chinatsu and Kaoru suddenly clutched their heads, their faces turning deathly pale. Yukimura's vision went black, and his fingers gripped the edge of the seat tightly.

Kurokawa's pupils contracted sharply. He endured the throbbing pain in his head and abruptly looked up at the screen.

School direction.

In the ruins that had just calmed down, a thick, almost viscous, blood-red pillar of light shot into the sky!

It tore through the lingering smoke and dust, striking the curtain.

The drone shook violently, but it still couldn't be completely suppressed, and blood shot straight into the sky!

Inside the pillar of light, it seemed as if countless distorted human figures were struggling and wailing.

An indescribable resentment and malice surged forth like a real cold wave, even across a screen and distance.

Kurokawa's breath caught in his throat as he stared at the crimson pillar of light, his mind going blank for a moment.

Isn't it over?

The crystal nuclei were all left behind.

No-Face — He has indeed been purified.

What is this?!

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