Transformed into the leader of an esoteric sect in Japan

Neither the students in the classroom nor the teacher on the platform heard the voice, and the woman outside the door didn't seem to care whether there was a response or not.

"Thank you everyone, I'm coming in." The woman's figure passed through the main entrance, smiling and bowing deeply to the students.

In the blink of an eye, the woman was already standing next to Ando Chinatsu, who was idly twirling her pen. Ando Chinatsu couldn't see the woman staring intently at her and tilted her head back to let out a long yawn.

No matter what class she was in, Chinatsu Ando was always playing on her phone under her desk. I peeked at her and saw that she was browsing various paranormal events shared by netizens on a paranormal forum. Judging from her fast typing speed, she was probably arguing with netizens again.

The ghostly woman slowly moved her head toward Chinatsu Ando, ​​as if she wanted to kiss her.

Kurosawa Shizuki stared intently at the woman the whole time. "Will this ever end? In broad daylight, under the clear sky, what right does this weirdo have to swagger into a school full of living people? Does she think I don't exist?"

The woman finally noticed Kurosawa Shizuki's gaze. She turned her head 180 degrees, looked calmly at Kurosawa Shizuki, and then suddenly revealed a sweet smile.

The corners of his mouth cracked, pointing upwards, backwards, then upwards again, then backwards again.

It was as if an invisible force was constantly at work, pulling the corners of his mouth wider and wider.

His mouth was exposed, revealing a blood-red oral cavity and a mouthful of black, foul-smelling teeth. The scarlet gash extended all the way to the back of his head.

"You...can you see me?" he asked with a sinister grin.

Kurosawa Shizuki nodded nonchalantly.

"Eat—" The slit-mouthed female teacher's mouth suddenly opened several times wider, as if she was about to bite off Kurosawa Shizuki's head at any moment.

Kurosawa Shizuki's shadow exploded with a bang, soaring higher than the Slit-Mouthed Woman's head, opening its blood-red maw three times larger than the ferocious slit, and bit down hard on the Slit-Mouthed Woman as well.

It bit the head of the slit-mouthed woman, lifted her up into the air from head to toe with ease, and then swallowed her several times like a giant python. The slit-mouthed woman was swallowed whole by the black spirit without making a sound, and then there was no more movement.

Kurosawa Shizuki rubbed her lower belly with a satisfied expression. Even though it was a dark spirit that was eating her, why did she feel this strange sense of satisfaction every time she devoured something?

[Your dark spirit has devoured the rifted Rie Tsuzuki, increasing your fourth-stage growth rate by 0.32%.]

Kurosawa Shizuki looked back at the podium. Having practiced before, she no longer had any particular reaction to the incredibly ferocious slit-mouthed woman.

This was the sixth anomaly she had consumed today, a very fruitful haul. The growth rate of the dark spirit she had gained today alone was a whopping 1.5%! Although each anomaly gave only a small amount of growth rate, the advantage was that it kept refreshing.

Kurosawa Shizuki discovered that these vengeful spirits all seemed to have a similar rule of action—most of the time, they were invisible to normal people, but once they encountered someone with high spiritual insight and were observed, it was as if a switch had been flipped, and they would attack the observer without hesitation.

Are they only able to attack observers, or do they exist because of observers? Kurosawa Shizuki was too lazy to ponder such questions; as long as she was enjoying her black matter, that was enough.

During class, Kurosawa Shizuki noticed more than once that various strange and supernatural phenomena would appear around Ando Chinatsu.

Reaching into the pencil case, you'll pull out a strange, dark creature with a dozen or so eyeballs, emitting a baby-like cry.

Go to the restroom, and when you come back, you'll be followed by a 1990s-style female student with braided hair, soaking wet and looking mournful.

Every time you attend a Chinese literature class, a polite, slit-mouthed woman will come to visit you during the day when the yang energy is at its peak.

However, apart from Kurosawa Shizuki, no one in the entire classroom could detect it! Was it really because her innate spiritual vision was too high?

These strange entities, once they realize that they have been observed by Kurosawa Shizuki, immediately abandon their pursuit of Ando Chinatsu and turn to attack Kurosawa Shizuki.

It seems that these strange powers were significantly limited because they appeared during the day. However, even at night, given their level of power, these strange beings still couldn't last a single round against the dark spirit.

Ordinary vengeful spirits are like delicious food to Kurosawa Shizuki; the dark-colored spirits eat them with relish, accepting them all without hesitation.

Kurosawa Shizuki somewhat understood why the original owner, as the leader of the secret sect, still came to school so diligently every day.

The person sitting in front of me is quite extraordinary. He probably has an extremely rare spirit-absorbing constitution, which allows him to continuously attract all kinds of evil spirits and strange creatures from all directions to fall into his trap. He can devour as many dark spirits as come.

The day's harvest is probably equivalent to the harvest obtained by hunting monsters at night with her sister several times, and it seems that all Kurosawa Shizuki has to do is sit in her seat and attend class.

Resting her chin on her hand, Kurosawa Shizuki gazed intently at Ando Chinatsu's graceful back and her long legs that were constantly trembling restlessly. She licked her slightly dry lips.

You should definitely stay by her side, preferably inseparable!

The place where Ando Chinatsu was located was simply an unbeatable leveling paradise in the universe. Kurosawa Shizuki, who had been looking forward to the seemingly endless fifth stage of the Black Spirit Body, finally saw hope for advancement again! If Ando's monster-slaying continued at this pace, she would probably be able to max out her fifth stage growth in just two or three months and hold the secret religious ceremony to advance to the "Undying Flame" of the Immortal.

The blissful yet agonizing morning classes ended, and as soon as get out of class was over, Chinatsu Ando turned around energetically and grabbed Shizuki Kurosawa's hand:

"Kurosawa! Charge! Charge! Charge!!! Let's go get some pork cutlet rice!"

Before she could react, Kurosawa Shizuki was dragged out of the classroom by Ando in a flurry of activity, almost losing her balance and falling over. "Hey, slow down!"

"Don't slow down! The first ten people to buy the pork cutlet rice bowl every day can enjoy an extra-large hot and spicy pork cutlet!" Ando sped up instead, dragging Kurosawa Shizuki along as they rocketed past many dumbfounded students. What made Kurosawa Shizuki's eyes even more fixed on Ando was the boobs on her chest that swayed up and down with her running. Those breasts were so lewd! Kurosawa Shizuki felt inexplicably envious. No, what was there to envy? The bigger those things were, the more troublesome life became!

I was the first to arrive at the cafeteria at Yamahiko High School, where the cafeteria staff looked at me with rather pitying eyes:

"How old is this little girl? She's already so thin. Don't just focus on dieting to lose weight, or you'll suffer from malnutrition." As she spoke, she deftly picked up the largest piece of pork chop for Kurosawa Shizuki.

Ando and Kurosawa each ordered a tonkatsu (fried pork cutlet) rice bowl. The pork cutlet was indeed a huge portion, fried to a crispy golden brown, coated with various sauces, and filled with a rich variety of side dishes. It only cost 500 yen, which was so reasonable that it made people want to cry.

After finding a seat near a corner, Kurosawa Shizuki and Ando Chinatsu clapped their hands lightly and said, "Let's eat."

Ando wolfed down her food, which was quite unlike her usual girlish eating habits. She was very hearty, which reminded Kurosawa Shizuki of her old man from Northeast China in her past life.

Watching Ando's blissfully happy eating with a hint of annoyance, Kurosawa Shizuki reluctantly picked up her chopsticks. "Have we really gotten so close that we're inseparable from morning till night?" Kurosawa Shizuki didn't know the exact nature of the original owner's relationship with Ando, ​​but since Ando was so affectionate towards her, she felt awkward about being too formal.

Kurosawa Shizuki could only eat small bites at a time. It wasn't that she didn't want to eat in a dignified, masculine way like Ando, ​​but rather that her current body had a very small appetite, and she was full after only a few bites.

Kurosawa Shizuki even suspected that with her current physique, she might not need to eat mortal food at all; simply relying on her black spirit body to devour strange creatures would be enough to obtain the energy to maintain her body's operation.

"Kurosawa, if you can't finish it, can I have some?" Seeing that most of the pork cutlet hadn't been eaten, and without even getting a reply, Ando, ​​with her big, blinking eyes, reached for Kurosawa Shizuki's bowl with her chopsticks without saying a word.

"Whatever makes you happy..." Kurosawa Shizuki rolled her eyes at her, watching Ando quickly and decisively swallow the pork cutlet she had half-eaten. Was that considered an indirect kiss? Kurosawa Shizuki was too lazy to think too much about it. Anyway, she wasn't at a disadvantage, so maybe.

Today is Wednesday. While eating lunch, Kurosawa Shizuki was mentally planning her next steps—tomorrow she would gather the secret followers of the intelligence department to investigate the matter of the Shedding Clothes Club and the Bond Pill, the day after tomorrow she would go to the Cursed Paradise, she had a younger sister to take care of at home, she had to deal with Ando, ​​that troublemaker at school, and she also had to maintain her studies and be a top student.

Her schedule is packed. If every day were as eventful as these past few days since she transmigrated, Kurosawa Shizuki suspects she'd break down very soon.

"Original owner, oh original owner, how did you manage to live like this?" With a bitter smile and a sigh, Kurosawa Shizuki, feeling utterly exhausted, could only grit her teeth and continue to endure. What could she do? She couldn't possibly commit suicide like the original owner, could she?

Even if this body wanted to commit suicide, it probably wouldn't be that easy, after all, the strange "immortal" characteristic of the black spirit body is still there!

P.S. The story in Volume 1 takes place roughly within five days of the protagonist's transmigration, so we'll probably cram various plot elements into each day. The pace of time will accelerate slightly after Volume 1, but until the end, it will roughly cover the events of the year from the protagonist's transmigration until the apocalypse.

That's what they say, but time is moving so slowly right now! I've only written half of the second day's story, I'm so tired.

PS2, another 3700-word chapter! I'm too lazy to write another 300 words just to get full attendance bonus, anyway, I'm destined not to get full attendance bonus.

Recommend it! Recommend it! Recommend it!

Section 43, Chapter Forty-Three: The Department of Ghosts and Sneaks

After school, the honey-like afternoon sunlight bathed the school grounds.

As soon as get out of class ended, Ando Chinatsu grabbed Kurosawa Shizuki in a flurry, saying they were going to the activity room for some kind of "strategy meeting" for the Sneaky Club.

"Why is the Film Club so quick to lend us their video recorder?" Kurosawa Shizuki carefully placed a well-maintained, dark black old-fashioned video recorder in the center of the Ghost Club's activity room, afraid of breaking it. This was the Film Club's prized possession; if it were damaged, they would have to pay a lot of money.

"I agreed to be their extra yesterday. They seem to have an art short film that they can't find a female lead for, and they think I'm perfect for it. After all, I'm naturally beautiful, and no one can refuse me~" Chinatsu Ando said proudly, shaking her head. She was holding a box television and placed it next to the VCR.

"You might as well be considered naturally beautiful," Kurosawa Shizuki rolled her eyes at Ando Chinatsu, "but I really don't think you can be a good extra with your weird personality. The people in the film department obviously don't know how to judge people."

After a long period of work, the two finally managed to borrow a power source from the school warehouse and connect the wires, thus finally having the hardware to play videotapes in the activity room.

Sitting with Chinatsu Ando on the only sofa in the Sneaky Club's activity room, Ando seemed to be in a good mood today, humming a cheerful tune while looking down at her phone; Shizuki Kurosawa looked around, taking the first time to seriously examine the so-called Sneaky Club's activity room.

The empty corner was piled with cardboard boxes, discarded tables and chairs, and various other miscellaneous items left over from past club activities. It looked like it used to be a storage room.

In the corner, several carp streamers of various colors swayed comically in the wind blowing in from the window.

Several heavy animal costumes and outfits belonging to princes and princesses in theatrical performances hung haphazardly on hangers, covered in a thick layer of dust.

Stacks of magazines and newspapers from who-knows-how-long ago were tightly bound together; most of them were unsold school newspapers and periodicals, probably from the news department or something similar.

The broken musical instruments, such as guitars, piccolo, and malfunctioning keyboards, likely came from the music department.

There were also skull-shaped plastic specimens, human models illustrating the location of internal organs, and several somewhat terrifying animal specimens, which were a bit creepy.

...There are too many elements. It's like any department except for a so-called "literature department." A literature department that should have its bookshelves filled with literary works has now been filled with comic books and gossip magazines like "Shocking! The truth is actually like this."

"President Ando, ​​speaking of which, how did you manage to get this activity room?" Kurosawa Shizuki chatted casually with Ando. She really didn't think any sane person would be willing to arrange an activity room for such an unreliable club president as Ando. What kind of club was it to explore the truth of urban legends and spread fear? It couldn't possibly be a legitimate club!

“Hehehe, Kurosawa, don’t underestimate me. We’re a legitimate club approved by the student council, and we have funding every semester,” Chinatsu Ando smiled meaningfully. “As for why the student council members were approved, you’ll have to ask that seemingly respectable student council president what kind of dirt we have on him.”

"Huh? President, you actually managed to catch the student council president red-handed? Can you share the secret with me?" Kurosawa Shizuki's curiosity was piqued. She had a slight impression of the school's student council. What secrets could the student council president, who always gave off an elite vibe, and the secretary, who had a gentle smile, possibly have that could be discovered by someone as oblivious as Ando?

"It's unspeakable, unspeakable. Nuclear weapons only have a deterrent effect when they are not deployed." Ando was quite tight-lipped.

Just then, someone pushed open the club's door, and the third member of the Sneaky Club finally arrived. The person's voice was as melodious as a nightingale's: "Good afternoon, Kurosawa-senpai and Ando-senpai."

Following the sound, I saw an elegant senior student with a slender and tall figure like a model. Her delicate face was adorned with an impeccable elegant smile. She carried a cloth bag in her left hand and walked in with light steps. She had slightly curly brown short hair and crystal gemstone pendants on her ears. Her temperament inexplicably reminded me of a fox, and also carried a hint of exotic charm, making people wonder if she was of mixed race.

What is particularly concerning is that she appears to have injuries; her forehead, wrists, and neck are wrapped in bandages.

"Welcome, Suzuki-senpai!" Ando exclaimed cheerfully. "Did you bring the strategic resources we need for today's event?"

"Haha, Ando is really impatient," the girl called Suzuki-senpai said calmly and reservedly as she sat in the chair opposite them, taking out items one by one from her handbag and placing them on the table.

A beautiful bone china tea set. Suzuki skillfully found the kettle in the corner, boiled a pot of water, put in the black tea bag, bent down and poured in the hot water, brewed the tea, and the aroma filled the air.

On several pristine white plates, Suzuki gracefully placed cookies, fruit-flavored cakes, and English scones, creating an appetizing presentation that made one's mouth water.

In addition to this standard English afternoon tea, Suzuki also pulled out various snacks such as potato chips, soda, cup noodles, and egg rolls from her treasure chest-like handbag.

"Um... I didn't know which type you liked, so I prepared both~" The senior student gave Kurosawa Shizuki and Ando Chinatsu a gentle smile, like she was looking at her children.

"Senior, you're so great! Bringing you into the Sneaky Club was absolutely the wisest decision I ever made!" With a blissful expression, Ando Chinatsu opened her arms wide and hugged Suzuki tightly without any hesitation, even nuzzling Suzuki's face.

“Ando… well, we don’t seem to be that close yet…” Although Suzuki’s face still had a flawless smile, Kurosawa Shizuki could tell that she seemed to want to push Ando away, looking a little disgusted.

Next, Ando began to devour the snacks and treats that Suzuki had prepared like a whirlwind. Kurosawa Shizuki felt that it was a real waste for Ando to ruin such a beautiful afternoon tea that Suzuki had put so much effort into preparing...

But seriously, are we really the Sneaky Club? We seem a bit like a lazy afternoon tea club, don't we? And will Azusa be joining us next?

"Kurosawa, don't just watch, give it a try!" Suzuki winked at Kurosawa Shizuki. "I'm really looking forward to your feedback."

"Huh? Well then, thank you for your hospitality, senior." Kurosawa Shizuki, who had almost no appetite, paused for a moment, then picked up her teacup and took a small sip. Surprisingly, it even had slightly sweetened milk added. The warm and delicate flavor lingered on her tongue. Enjoying such a cup of tea on such a pleasant afternoon was truly refreshing. Then, Kurosawa Shizuki casually picked up a few cookies and cakes:

"Senior, did you make all of this yourself? It's absolutely amazing!"

"No, not at all..." Suzuki smiled shyly, "This was prepared by the butler."

Kurosawa Shizuki looked at Suzuki in surprise. Such an elegant demeanor, was she really a young lady from a wealthy family? And she even had a butler?

Wait, Kurosawa Shizuki's gaze lingered on the bandage wrapped around Suzuki's forehead... She remembered that Kurosawa Ai had mentioned that the girl with the bandage on her forehead was named Suzuki. Could she be Suzuki Machiko, whom Ai had specifically told her to ask for help at school if she needed anything?

Kurosawa Shizuki looked Suzuki Machiko up and down. According to Ai, Suzuki was a member of the Anti-Corruption Bureau? And also the informant the original owner used to contact the Anti-Corruption Bureau at school?

No matter how you look at her, she seems like a pampered, sickly young lady.

"Kurosawa, why are you looking at me like that?" Suzuki noticed Kurosawa Shizuki's scrutiny and tilted her head in confusion. "Is there something wrong with the sweets?"