Curse Return: Demon Void Girl Doesn't Want to Be a Weakling

In the center of the square, Gao Yu had already rushed up to Hu Zhang.

"It's obviously unfair for you to fight two against one!"

He struck a pose, staring intently at Huzhang, his voice booming.

"Although I can tell you don't seem like a bad person, it's not fair for two against one!"

"Oh?"

Haddō was a little confused. He took a step forward and asked, "So you want to fight me?"

"Yes and no."

Gao Yu shook his head and raised one finger. "I'm a comedian, I'm here to make the audience laugh!"

Huzhang blinked.

"You... are a comedian?"

"Exactly! Haven't you seen my show? It's that one, the one with the 'bang bang bang' sound!"

Gao Yu made an exaggerated gesture, and his body followed suit.

"I haven't seen it."

"..."

Gao Yu was momentarily dejected, but quickly cheered up again: "It's okay, even if you haven't seen it, I'm still a comedian!"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly waved his hand.

Urajon instinctively assumed a defensive stance.

But nothing happened.

Only Gao Yu stood still, striking what he thought was a very cool pose.

Itachi slowly lowered his fist, his expression complicated: "I'm getting a little angry."

"Then let's go."

Fushiguro Megumi twisted her neck and moved forward, walking up to Reggie.

Reggie stared at Fushiguro Megumi in front of him and said, "It seems you're determined to fight."

"If you obediently follow what we say, you'll avoid a beating."

What if I say no?

Fuhei did not answer.

His shadow flickered beneath his feet, and the Jade Dog Black and White darted out from the shadow, standing on either side of him, baring their teeth at Reggie.

Mashiro leaned against a lamppost, crunching potato chips.

"The show is about to begin."

The little deer stood beside her, the iron rod planted on the ground, its hand itching slightly.

"You really don't need me to go?"

"No need, you'd just be causing trouble if you went one-on-one."

"Humph."

The deer snorted coldly, expressing its dissatisfaction.

"Here, have a potato chip."

Mashiro reached out, trying to feed the deer a potato chip, "Stay with me and see how strong they are now."

The little deer looked at the outstretched hand, somewhat at a loss.

She had no experience of being fed.

After hesitating for a moment, the deer opened its mouth and ate the potato chip.

"..."

Mashiro looked helplessly at the missing potato chips in her hand and the tiny teeth marks on her fingertips.

"How could it bite me?"

"What can I do?!"

Little Deer's face turned bright red, and she snatched the potato chips from Shiro's hand and started eating them herself.

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Chapter 187 War Begins

Mashiro looked at the potato chips that had been taken away and sighed.

Then he took out another bag and started eating, turning his attention back to the square.

Fushiguro Megumi stood in front of Reggie, while Itadori stood in front of Takahata.

Itadori shouted at Fushiguro Megumi, "Fushiguro, don't lose too quickly!"

Fushiguro Megumi chuckled and retorted, "You're the one who needs to be careful!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the two rushed out at the same time, and the battle began simultaneously.

The little deer stood next to her, the iron rod planted on the ground, and began eating the potato chips he had snatched from Mashiro's hand.

"It's starting," said Little Deer, munching on potato chips. "Who do you think will be faster?"

“Fukuguro Megumi,” Mashiro said without hesitation.

"Shouldn't you trust your brother?"

"Compared to Fushiguro Megumi, Itadori is definitely stronger."

Mashiro smiled and said, "But Takahashi Fumihiko's strength should not be underestimated."

"You mean, this person is very strong?"

The little deer reached out, grabbed a handful, stuffed it into its mouth, and mumbled something indistinctly.

"It's not a matter of strength or weakness. His techniques are generally not lethal, so correspondingly, he himself cannot be easily defeated."

After hearing this, Hiromi Hiraka pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Spells are based on a correspondence; if one side is strong, the other side will be weak."

"Yes."

Mashiro nodded. As expected of Nichisha, his mind is sharp.

"Now that we've finished talking about this side, let's move on to the other side."

She pointed to Reggie, who was confronting Fukuro Megumi, and said, "His technique is called Re-image, which can visualize the things on the receipt."

Little Deer frowned: "What kind of spell is this? It seems very ordinary."

"It's not exactly impressive, but it's not without room for improvement." Mashiro chuckled. "If it were a receipt for a nuclear bomb, that would be something else entirely."

"But the receipt for this thing isn't something just anyone can get."

Nichisha stroked his chin and said, "So how did you know his technique?"

"I am naturally familiar with the techniques of the strong. Don't underestimate my intelligence network."

Mashiro said no more; their attention was focused on the battle.

Reggie stood in the center of the square, watching the shadow beneath Fushiguro Megumi's feet, and did not make any further moves.

He discovered during their brief encounter that this kid was quite strong.

Moreover, the shadow beneath his feet was constantly fluctuating, which was likely related to his spell.

He first surveyed the surrounding terrain, the street corners, the streetlights, the buildings—his gaze swept over every spot.

"Your shikigami are summoned from the shadows, aren't they?" Reggie asked. "Those two dogs just now crawled out from under your feet."

Fushiguro Megumi did not answer; instead, he made a dog-shaped hand shadow: "Come, [Jade Dog]."

Jade Dog Black darted out of the shadows with great speed, and with a low growl, pounced on Reggie.

"Aren't you going to answer?"

Reggie chuckled and pulled a receipt from his pocket.

He gathered magical power at his fingertips and burned the receipt to ashes, then two kitchen knives materialized and fell into his hands.

He gripped the knife in his backhand and blocked the claws and fangs of the oncoming Jade Dog Black.

"clang!"

The claws collided with the kitchen knife, sparks flying.

Jade Dog Black landed and immediately changed direction to pounce again.

"Humph."

Reggie let out a cold laugh, and with a slash of his cleaver, he sent Jade Dog Black flying.

"Is that all? My enthusiasm is about to die out!"

Reggie shouted, but the wariness in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

He knew very well that Fushiguro Megumi had more than one shikigami, and if multiple of them attacked at once, he would undoubtedly be unable to withstand them.

Fushiguro Megumi stood there, looking at Reggie.

Reggie's melee skills are decent; the kitchen knife is just something he's good at.

But the real problem is that he has so many receipts on him, and it's not easy to deal with them all at once.

If there's only one Jade Dog Black, you can't gauge its true strength.