The man is a monk in the inside, and he starts by giving his wife a crown.

The students, who were originally just confused and shocked, quickly showed expressions of disbelief and fear on their faces.

They looked at the distraught and tearful girls around them, and then looked at Xiu Yuan who was standing on the podium with a calm expression, and for a moment they felt their scalps tingling.

"There are... demons in the school?"

A braver boy asked in a trembling voice.

"Does magic really exist?"

"Kitami-sensei...was that Kitami-sensei they were talking about?"

The whispers sounded again, but this time it was no longer filled with excitement and curiosity, but was filled with panic and anxiety.

Mizunase Taki felt like her blood was about to freeze.

He held on to his trouser pocket tightly, the outline of the hardcover book hurting him, but he didn't dare let go.

His face was as pale as paper, his lips were trembling, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his breathing was as rapid as if he had just finished a marathon.

He didn't even dare to look up at Xiu Yuan, for fear that the other party would point at him the next second and say something like "You are also an accomplice."

Imari Kurumi beside him also put away her previous seriousness, her face full of shock and worry, and she subconsciously grabbed Mizunase's arm.

At this moment, some of the dozens of girls who had regained their memories stood up tremblingly, supported each other, and walked towards the podium step by step.

They walked in front of Xiu Yuan and could no longer hold on, and fell to their knees with a plop.

"Master!" The leading girl burst into tears, her voice hoarse, filled with despair and the last glimmer of hope.

"Please, save us! Kitami Reika, that demon! She's not human! She did terrible things to us!"

"Yes, Master! She uses strange methods to control us and make us forget."

"Please help us!"

They cried and kowtowed, placing all their hopes on the monk in front of them who was like a god descended to earth.

Xiuyuan lowered his eyes and looked at the girls kneeling in front of him with a calm expression. He did not immediately go to help them.

　4.6 He spoke slowly, his voice clearly reaching everyone's ears:

"Please stand up, benefactors. Exorcising demons and evil spirits, defending the Way and saving the world, is the duty of us, the disciples of the Buddhist sect."

He paused, and his eyes swept across the audience, with a sense of compassion and an unquestionable majesty.

“I will deal with the evil spirits here myself.

I will seek justice for the suffering you have endured. Rest assured."

His words were like a reassurance, calming the kneeling girls' cries and giving the terrified students in the auditorium a momentary sense of security. Everyone's eyes were fixed on this unfathomable Buddhist teacher.

After comforting the girls who were kneeling and crying, and promising to deal with the evil spirits and seek justice, Xiu Yuan's gaze slowly moved and finally fell on the boy at the back of the auditorium who had been fidgeting and had a pale face from the beginning.

Mizunase Taki.

Mizunase Taki felt as if he was hit by an invisible spotlight. All the blood in his body rushed to his head and then suddenly retreated, leaving only cold stiffness.

He subconsciously tried to shrink back, but found himself squeezed in the middle of the seat with nowhere to hide.

On the podium, Xiuyuan looked at Mizunase's poor concealment and almost collapsed expression, but did not point it out directly.

He simply withdrew his gaze from Mizunase and turned to all the students. His voice remained calm, yet it carried an unquestionable authority:

"The growth of evil is often not without roots. Sometimes, it is precisely because of certain opportunities, certain 'keys' that should not exist in this world, that open the door to disaster."

He paused and glanced in the direction of Mizunase again.

"This classmate"

"The object you carry will not bring you strength, but will instead bring disaster, even eroding your mind and ultimately becoming a slave to evil. Hand it over now before it causes disaster.

I can help you break this evil bond and avoid its harm."

Chapter 112: Kitami Reika’s covetous gaze!

In an instant, thousands of eyes in the auditorium focused like searchlights on the corner in the back row, landing accurately on Mizunase Taki.

The air seemed to freeze.

Mizunase Taki's entire body stiffened, as if he had fallen into an icy cave. He felt his cheeks burning, his heart pounding so hard it threatened to burst through his chest, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something, unable to utter a single word. He could only open his mouth and utter meaningless "uh...uh..." sounds.

He subconsciously pressed his trouser pocket tightly. The outline of the hardcover book hurt him, but it also became his only shaky support at the moment.

"Duoxi is not the kind of person you say he is!"

A clear and firm female voice broke the silence.

Imari Kurumi suddenly stood up, opened her arms, and stood in front of Mizunase Taki like a hen protecting her chicks, facing Shuen on the podium.

"He, he's just an ordinary vice president of the Art Society! He doesn't even dare to say harsh words, so how could he possibly touch something so dangerous!"

Her voice trembled slightly, but her eyes were extremely firm, full of trust in her childhood sweetheart.

After she finished speaking, she turned her head sharply and looked at Mizunase, whose face was as pale as paper, and said in a hurried tone:

"Duoxi! Tell the master! You don't have any strange books on you, right? Prove it to everyone!"

Kurumi's eyes were full of expectation and encouragement, but this trust was like an invisible mountain, pressing Mizumuse so hard that he could hardly breathe.

He looked at Walnut's anxious face and felt the gazes of the people around him. He opened his mouth, but still no sound came out.

What could he say?

Say you do have it?

What would Walnut think of him?

Say you don’t have it?

But that master... he didn't dare to lie.

A dead silence.

Mizunase Taki's silence seemed particularly harsh at this moment.

"hehe."

On the podium, Xiuyuan chuckled, breaking the suffocating silence21.

He looked calmly at Mizunase, who was protected by Imari Kurumi, and his tone remained calm:

"There's no need for this lady to get so excited. I observe the aura surrounding this boy. Although it's tainted with darkness, it's not entangled with much sin. This shows he hasn't used that evil thing to harm anyone and still has some conscience, which is quite rare."

These words sounded like an excuse for Mizunase, but they also quietly confirmed the fact that he was in possession of an evil object.

The students around were suddenly in an uproar.

The color drained from Imari Kurumi's face in an instant, and she looked back at Mizunase Taki in disbelief.

Mizunase could no longer bear the tremendous psychological pressure.

Walnut's disappointed look, the pointing and gossip of the crowd around him, and the seemingly calm yet all-seeing gaze of the monk on the podium were like countless needles piercing his heart. Trembling, he finally made a decision.

Rather than being exposed in public, it is better to...

Slowly and with great difficulty he raised his hand and reached into his trouser pocket.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch the hardcover book, a cold and seductive voice rang out in the depths of his mind like a venomous snake:

[Idiot! What do you want to do? Hand me over? Hand me over to that hypocritical monk?]

Mizunase's whole body trembled and his movements stopped.

"You think he's a good guy? Will he purify you? Don't be foolish! He'll only take away your power! Think about it, Duoxi! With me, do you still need to be watched and pitied like this?"

[Shiraki Rika, the high-ranking student council president, will look at you differently! Imari Kurumi, no longer has to worry about you! You can protect her! You can get everything you want!]

[Don't listen to his lies! He's a liar! He covets my power! Quick, use my power to tear apart his hypocritical mask! Let everyone see who is the true master!]

The voice was full of temptation, depicting an attractive prospect, while at the same time exuding extreme hatred and fear towards Xiu Yuan.

Mizunase Taki's eyes began to struggle violently. On one side was the road to "salvation" from the monk, and on the other side was the power and desire promised by the black magic book.

His hand was suspended in mid-air, his fingertips just a hair's breadth away from the book that brought both disaster and temptation.

The string of reason in Mizunase Taki's heart was finally broken completely by the public criticism and the instigation of the black magic book.

He suddenly raised his head, and the last trace of clarity in his eyes was replaced by a crazy bloodshot.

[Accept me! Accept this power! Silence them! Make everyone submit to you!]

“Ahhhhh——!”

Mizunase let out a roar that was not like a human voice, and the hardcover book that he had been holding tightly in his pocket flew out by itself and hovered in front of him. The pages moved without wind, emitting a thick black and purple mist, and rushed into his seven orifices like a living thing!

"Taki!" Imari Kurumi looked at him in horror.

But it was too late.

Mizunase's body was undergoing horrific changes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His skin turned gray and his nails instantly became sharp and black, like the claws of a wild beast.

Two hideous horns bulged out on his forehead, his eye sockets were sunken, and his pupils had turned into upright scarlet, filled with an aura of tyranny and chaos.

A disgusting smell of sulfur mixed with a foul smell emanated from him, and powerful dark energy impacted the surroundings.

"Monster!"

"Run!"

"He, he really turned into a demon!"

The auditorium exploded instantly.

Students who were nearby screamed and scrambled back, tables and chairs were knocked over and over, and the scene was in chaos. The auditorium, which had been relatively orderly, instantly turned into a living hell.

Shiraki Rika's face turned pale. She subconsciously took a half step back and tightly grasped the golden lotus in her hand. The warm touch was her only comfort at the moment.

Saeki Kaori had a completely different reaction. Far from being afraid, she widened her golden eyes, a hint of morbid excitement appearing on her face.

"Really... it's demonization! The ritual described in the book!"

But she reacted quickly and looked at Xiu Yuan, waiting for her master's instructions.

Mizunase, or rather, Mizunase who had been partially eroded by the devil's power, felt a powerful force in his body that he had never experienced before, and a twisted pleasure filled his brain.

He grinned, revealing a hideous smile, and his scarlet eyes swept across the panicked crowd, finally landing on the girl who was standing in front of him, the only one who did not retreat, her face full of tears and disbelief.

"Duo, Duoxi...how could you..."

Imari Kurumi's voice was choked with sobs, filled with heartbroken despair.

"Stop it! This isn't you! Throw that book away!"

"walnut?"

The demonized Mizunase tilted his head, as if trying to recognize the name, and then let out a shrill laugh that was a mixture of pain and pleasure.

"Shut up! You're making so much noise! ​​What do you know? I feel great right now! I've never felt stronger!"

He raised his clawed hand and pointed it at Imari Kurumi, his eyes filled with cruelty and a desire for destruction.

"Since you're such a nuisance, be the first to die!"

Black energy gathered at the tip of his claws, and was about to shoot towards Walnut who was nearby.

"Kurune!" Mizunase's former friends exclaimed, but no one dared to step forward.

Imari Kurumi closed her eyes in despair.

At this critical moment, a figure appeared silently in front of Imari Kurumi.

It is about cultivating karma.

He had left the podium without knowing when and came to the center of the chaos, right between Walnut and the claws that were about to swing down.

Facing the hideous demonized boy and the condensed dark energy, his expression remained calm, and even the corners of his monk's robe did not rise.

"Amitabha."

A low Buddhist chant sounded, clearly reaching everyone's ears, carrying the power to calm people's hearts.

The next moment, a soft, brilliant golden light erupted from Xiuyuan's body, like the rising sun, instantly dispelling some of the black mist emanating from Minase. The warm, sacred light formed an invisible barrier, firmly protecting Imari Kurumi behind him.

The dark energy condensed by Mizunosei hit the Buddha's light barrier, like ice and snow melting, making a "sizzling" sound and instantly dissipating.