The Strange Cat from Fuuto

Having dodged Black Ghost's slash, White Ghost rolled on the spot and then materialized the Ghost Driver to transform.

"clang!"

The white-haired kid hurriedly drew his gun and saber to block the black-haired kid's slash, but the black-haired kid's strength was beyond his imagination.

The white-haired boy, holding knives with both hands, watched helplessly as his opponent pressed down with a knife held in one hand, the blade of the military knife pressing directly onto his shoulder.

"What incredible strength!"

The white-faced boy, his face flushed, wanted to fight back, but he couldn't. Just as he was struggling to hold on, a large foot appeared in front of him.

"Oh!"

The black guy, who had kicked the white guy away, shook his head and continued to approach without stopping.

"So strong!"

White Ghost Boy was half-crouched on the ground, facing Black Ghost Boy who was closing in step by step. He was in a panic. At the critical moment, You Liuxian reminded him: "Don't just stand there, hurry up and change your eye soul!"

"Oh, and you can also change the eye soul!"

Despite the pain of being slashed again, the white-haired boy took out Musashi's Eye Soul: "Please, Musashi, lend me your power!"

The short shirt on the upper body of the demon boy who activated Musashi's Eye Soul disappeared, along with the lines on his face.

“Kaigan!

Musashi!

Duel! Zubatto! The Ultimate Swordsman!

The white-clad boy in a red short-sleeved shirt split his military knife into two katanas, holding one in front of the other to block his way.

"bring it on!"

Without a reply, the black-clad boy lunged forward, thrusting out his naginata. The boy blocked the naginata's attack with one sword, and just as he was about to slash with his other sword, the black-clad boy suddenly disassembled the naginata and, also using a two-handed grip, swiftly slashed out with a single blow.

"laugh!"

A flash of light appeared, and White Ghost Boy flew backward.

"How is this possible? This is the power of the swordsman Musashi!"

The white-haired boy, who had been stabbed, bumped into countless tombstones. Still immersed in the pain, his vision blurred, and the next second he was grabbed by the neck and lifted up.

"Weak!"

The black guy, who had spoken the first words since the start of the fight, stabbed out with his knife, hitting the eye of the Ghost Drive center.

"Oh!"

Amidst sparks, the Ghost drive opened, and Musashi's Eye Soul flew out from it.

"Snapped!"

The black-haired boy, who had grabbed Musashi's Eye Soul, glanced at the red Eye Soul in his hand, then turned and left indifferently.

"My eye spirit, Musashi's eye spirit!"

Forced to undo his transformation, the little ghost sat down on the ground, feeling a pang of sorrow as he watched the departing figure of the black ghost.

"Damn it!!!"

..........

A cramped one-bedroom apartment.

The dimly lit room was illuminated only by the faint glow of the television, which was positioned directly opposite the kotatsu and connected to a videotape projector.

At first, the screen only showed fine white snowflakes, accompanied by crackling noises.

Miku and Iggy watched the TV intently, waiting for the girl they had slipped into the videotape to appear.

Gradually, the static on the television screen disappeared, replaced by a black, dirty ancient well surrounded by decaying leaves.

"Crack!"

A soft, rustling sound came from the well, and a woman in white with long, flowing hair climbed out of the well. As soon as she appeared, the television screen went static again. The static disappeared, and the woman moved a short distance away from the camera.

And so, amidst the shimmering snowflakes, the woman moved forward.

After flashing several times, Sadako finally appeared in front of the camera and extended her hand.

When Sadako crawled halfway out of the television, Miku could feel the temperature around him drop instantly, and a chilling, terrifying atmosphere spread throughout the room.

Then....

She's stuck!

"Why isn't it moving?!"

Miku asked in confusion, and Iggy tilted his head as well. Sadako, stuck on the TV screen, bared her teeth and claws at Miku and Iggy, her face full of resentment.

"Did you get the wrong version?"

After reviewing the information he had collected, Miku was astonished to find that he seemed to have found the wrong information. The spine of the document clearly stated the words "Sadako-san fell in love with me."

"Forehead...."

Miku, who angrily threw the book down, then realized that the woman in front of him, Sadako, had an incredibly good figure.

"Damn it, what are these people thinking right now? Do they think they can see through everything?"

Miku, who slapped Sadako back into the television, turned it off, took out the videotape, and began re-editing it.

All he saw was a transparent spirit being pulled out of the videotape, and then he began to modify it as if kneading clay.

"Make it even more vicious, a bit cold, and ruthless!"

"And the final pattern of murder!"

"All done!"

After kneading the spirit for a while, Miku wrote new rules into it and then stuffed it back into the videotape.

To avoid the previous situation, Miku put the videotape back into the projector, and this time Sadako appeared much faster than before.

The well appears, Sadako emerges, and then comes the much-anticipated scene of her crawling through the TV. This time, Sadako doesn't get stuck; instead, she successfully climbs out of the TV.

As soon as she entered the room, Sadako pounced on Miku.

You do this!

Miku, who had pulled Iggy to his side, watched as Sadako desperately choked Iggy's neck, trying to break it, but one second passed, two seconds passed, three seconds passed, and Iggy was still unharmed.

Iggy, who was staring wide-eyed at Sadako, rolled his eyes. "Are you even capable?!"

"ah!"

Sadako let out a venomous scream, her black hair, which was hanging loosely on her head, coiled around Iggy like a snake. Before she could touch Iggy, Miku slapped her into the television screen.

"Behave yourself!"

After giving Sadako a low shout, Sadako shuddered and quickly crawled back into her well. At the same time, the television went dark, and the videotape popped out of the projector.

"That's a success!"

Miku, who had rolled up the videotape, grinned: "The only question is, who will be chosen as the victim next?"

"Fine, let's see who's unlucky enough to get it!"

Miku casually opened a spatial rift and threw the videotape inside.

"After she's done her hundred-man kill, I'll take it back and send it to Ghost Boy!"

"Urban legends also need time to develop!"

As Miku was talking to himself, the videotape he had thrown away was picked up by a young man wearing gray clothes and feather earrings.

"What is this thing?!"

Chapter 5: Aaron and Saionji's Day of Suffering, Encountering Miku, the Cat Abuser!

What is this?

Faced with the suddenly appearing videotape, Aaron, the third prince of the Eye Demon World, was very curious, but he did not intend to pay any attention to it, as he held a disdainful attitude towards the human world.

However, some things are beyond human control; a single glance or thought can plunge a person into an abyss of no return.

Not to mention, the videotape in front of Aaron was created by Miku, which itself carries a great deal of allure for people.

Aaron, who had just turned to leave, stopped after taking only a few steps. He turned to look at the videotape on the ground with a conflicted expression.

Why would I be interested in the boring creations of humankind?

"why is that?!"

Unable to control himself, Aaron quickly took a few steps and picked up the videotape. There were no notes on the videotape, and the label on the black casing was blank.

"hiss...."

Aaron gasped, clenching the videotape in his hand. He turned to leave, but the act of putting the tape in his pocket betrayed his inner turmoil.

Aaron, who was passing by a long-haired woman wearing a red coat, scarf, and mask, had no time to appreciate the beautiful scenery.

I had only one thought: to find a television and a projector, insert this damn videotape, and see what was on it.

But after walking a few steps, he realized he had no means of watching the movie and stopped. At the same time, the woman who had just passed him also stopped and looked at him with a mocking gaze.

"That's right!"

Remembering his collaborator, Saionji Shusuke, he took another step and headed towards Saionji's nearest lodging.

As the slit-mouthed woman watched the other party leave, a hint of disappointment appeared in her eyes, but bound by the rules of killing, she could not break her own rules.

They could only watch helplessly as Aaron went.

Aaron hurried to an abandoned factory, where Saionji Shuzai was slowly sorting through a relic of a great man that he had just acquired.

"What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry?!" Saionji looked at Aaron in surprise. Aaron, panting, asked, "Do you know how to use this thing?"

"A videotape?!"

Saionji took the items and examined them curiously: "Where did you get these?"