Both start in hell: but their talents are multiplied a hundredfold.

One bite, two bites, the evil dragon's head kept emerging! It devoured the slit-mouthed woman almost to the point of being slowly sliced ​​to pieces!

After the slit-mouthed woman was completely devoured by the evil dragon, the dragon seemed to chew a few times before shrinking back into Shen Jue's clothes.

Shen Jue shook his hand in disgust, still able to feel the slippery texture of the slit-mouthed woman's head.

The scene of killing the Slit-Mouthed Woman may seem grand, but in reality, it is only visible to ordinary people who have not cultivated magical powers.

Shen Jue simply raised his hand, grabbed a woman who was constantly waving scissors, and stood there for a while before the woman disappeared.

Under the eerie Tokyo sky, Shen Jue paid no attention to whether his actions would alert the enemy.

From the moment Shen Jue set foot on this land, those great evil spirits had nowhere to escape.

In a street corner, a cute JK girl with a backpack is stiffly taking out coins and inserting them into a vending machine.

Once, twice, the girl took a deep breath and finally put the coin into the vending machine.

The girl named Miko was dressed in a neat dark blue suit-style uniform, paired with a plaid pleated skirt, the hem of which swayed gently with her movements.

Seeing that the red bow tie at her collar was tied meticulously, and that she wore a school badge on her chest, with her slender wrists showing through the cuffs of her sleeves, and a simple silver watch hanging on her wrist.

The soda fell off the vending machine shelf. Shen Jue watched Jianzi's actions from afar and felt sorry for the little girl.

Jianzi bent down to pick up the soda, her dark blue uniform outlining the girl's graceful curves.

As she bent down, she glanced at Shen Jue's face out of the corner of her eye and saw that Shen Jue was still staring at her, which made her scalp tingle.

Tears welled up in Miko's eyes.

"Oh! That's right! Mom asked me to buy white radishes to take home!" Jianzi seemed to be talking to herself.

Her gaze drifted to Shen Jue, but she tried her best to maintain an empty calm, deliberately avoiding the point where her eyes would meet Shen Jue's.

Seeing Zi tightly gripping the strap of her schoolbag, her knuckles turning white, she forced a smile that looked even worse than crying on her tear-streaked face.

She clearly saw Shen Jue, but pretended not to see him.

He deliberately walked past Shen Jue as if nothing had happened, muttering about white radish under his breath.

Shen Jue watched as Jian Zi slowly approached and then walked past him.

Having finally overtaken Shen Jue and left him behind, Jian Zi visibly relaxed.

Even her cute little face showed a happy smile.

Even though there were still tears in her eyes.

"clatter."

Seeing that Zi's smile had stopped, she felt Shen Jue take a step behind her and follow her.

Seeing Zi blink rapidly, as if trying to dispel the blurry mist in her eyes and forcefully suppress the bitterness welling up in her heart.

She maintained her usual pace as she walked towards the fresh food market, but her slightly stiff back revealed her inner turmoil.

Seeing this, Zi thought to herself, she mustn't cry, because if she cried, the ghosts and evil spirits would discover that she could see them.

Miko, who mistook Shen Jue for an evil spirit like the Slit-Mouthed Woman, is doing her best to pretend to be an ordinary person who has not seen anything.

Seeing this, she took another deep breath, trying to make her steps look more natural, pretending that she was very focused on completing her mother's task.

In the bustling Tokyo night, Miko arrived at the fresh food market with trepidation.

Upon seeing the large, round white radish, tears welled up in Jianzi's eyes almost immediately.

Despite the surprised looks from the market staff, the resilient Jianzi forced back her tears, bought a large bag of radishes, and ignored Shen Jue following behind her as she walked home.

Shen Jue followed Jianzi the whole way, watching Jianzi try to hold back her tears and force herself to maintain a calm and cute appearance. He thought of teasing the cute Jianzi.

In the evening in Tokyo, neon lights bathed Miko's way home in a nauseating dark red.

Jianzi lowered his head, staring intently at his toes, carrying a large bag of radishes in his hand, clutching his schoolbag strap, each step stiff and heavy.

Her eyes were brimming with tears, threatening to spill, but she dared not blink, much less turn around.

If the girl turns away in fear, the dragon-shaped evil spirit will devour her piece by piece.

"Don't cry... Absolutely don't cry..." Jianzi chanted frantically in her mind. She had seen many terrifying evil spirits, but this was the first time she had seen someone as special as Shen Jue.

Despite having a halo and a compassionate appearance like a Bodhisattva, he viciously summoned a wicked dragon that devoured another monster.

Jianzi desperately wanted to escape, but the footsteps behind her never stopped.

"Da, da, da..."

From Miko's perspective, the sound didn't seem like the crisp sound of shoes hitting the ground, but rather like something wet and soft being dragged along.

Shen Jue followed three steps behind her, maintaining a constant, suffocating distance.

Seeing that Zi dared not turn around, but out of the corner of her eye she could always catch a glimpse of the radiance behind Shen Jue swaying in her peripheral vision.

From Miko's perspective, Shen Jue at this moment, although still in human form, is ten thousand times more terrifying than the ghosts and monsters she has ever seen!

After a complex mental storm, Jianzi finally returned home.

But at that moment, a warm feeling spread along Miko's neck, as if a small sun was pressing against the skin of her neck.

Jianzi felt something was pressed against her back from a distance.

Please don't let it be that thing, please don't let it be that thing!

Miko, who kept repeating this sentence in her heart, prayed frantically to Amaterasu, the Three Pure Ones, the Jade Emperor, the Buddha, and Jesus God at that moment.

"A cute little girl..."

Shen Jue's voice rang in Jian Zi's ears. Jian Zi did not turn around, but the voice seemed to penetrate directly into her brain.

Seeing her son tremble, a tear finally slipped down his cheek.

Just as her tears fell, she caught a glimpse of Shen Jue's long shadow under the neon lights.

The shadow was perfectly normal, but in Jianzi's eyes at this moment, Shen Jue, who looked like a normal person, was the most abnormal and terrifying evil spirit!

Seeing that Zi bit her lower lip, she forced back the rest of her tears.

The Japanese high school girl pretended not to hear Shen Jue's words and quickened her pace, almost closing her eyes as she staggered in another direction.

Gradually, the footsteps behind him faded away.

Jianzi, panting, arrived at the end of a narrow alley.

When Shen Jue's footsteps disappeared completely, Jian Zi happily shed tears.

"I said, you saw me, didn't you?"

Shen Jue pressed his warm breath against Jianzi's earlobe. He stood beside Jianzi, looking down at her face with a mischievous grin in his smiling eyes.