Tokyo: The evil god doesn't want to be the top star

Immersed in the singing, Xia Fan naturally clasped his arms and hugged the delicate and graceful body in his arms.

The two of them maintained a posture that looked like the "Titanic hug", and just wandered in the singing and melody, swaying gently.

"..."

"I once thought about ending it all, but that was because I hadn't met you yet."

"The existence of people like you in this world makes me like this world a little bit."

"Because there are people like you in this world, I have some hope for this world."

I don’t know how long it took before Yayoi Tsuki finished singing the last line of the lyrics.

The melody stopped and the whole room returned to silence, but the two of them acted as if they didn't hear it and still kept hugging each other.

"Have you finished recording?"

"Ah."

After a while, Xia Fan asked softly.

"That……"

"don't want……"

He wanted to let go, but Yayoi Tsuki, who shared his sensuality, noticed it and grabbed him tightly first.

"Let me... feel again what it feels like to be able to hear the sound clearly..."

At this moment, Yayoi Tsuki's face was flushed and her voice was filled with weak gasps.

Her whole body looked like she had been fished out of the water. From her smooth long hair, towering chest, slender arms to her long legs, all were covered with beads of sweat.

She said she wanted to "listen" again, but she began to twist restlessly in Xia Fan's arms, with the movement gradually increasing.

"and……"

No longer satisfied with this increasingly subtle state, Yayoi Tsukishima turned around nimbly...

"And, what?"

Xia Fan only felt like he was in the sea, with his chest being hit by violent waves.

Yayoi Tsuki's ascetic face has completely captured his attention.

"Isn't your body also very honest?"

Her expression was still cold and proud, but there was another strong emotion in her eyes.

"Think about it, if we do something else now..."

"But what about the happiness for two people..."

Sexy red lips, with hot breath, closing the distance without any defense...

"But...I..."

Xia Fan had nowhere to hide, and his body instinctively didn't want to hide.

He had the illusion that the person in his arms was a charming and seductive fox...

Or, a flame that can burn everything.

At the moment when their lips almost touched...

“Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!”

Sitting in a corner of the room, the "audience" wearing handcuffs, straitjackets and a ball gag fell to the ground with the stool, struggling like a dehydrated fish, groaning miserably...

Yayoi Yue and Xia Fan were so frightened that they suddenly separated.

Hearing the noise, an agent ran in and helped the man up.

"Let me go... I don't want to commit suicide. It's just that I'm stuck in the stock market. The next bull market will be another good opportunity!!!"

The ball gag was removed and the man roared with all his might.

Not at all like the listless look he had before.

"Great, it works!"

Xia Fan smiled at Yayoi Yue with relief, and felt like something in his heart had settled down.

"It actually works... What's so weird about your song?"

Yayoi Yue put on her hearing aid with a sense of loss.

"As a modern psychic, it makes sense for me to use pop music to cast spells and remove curses."

Xia Fan answered seriously.

"It doesn't matter. I don't care... What happened just now was just a momentary foolish action. If you dare to tell others, I will sew your mouth shut."

Yayoi Tsuki came up to Xia Fan, touched his lips with her finger, and then gracefully walked out of the temporary recording studio.

……

Three hours later.

There was no more sound of Buddhist scriptures in the spacious warehouse.

Instead, the melody of "I Once Thought of Ending It All" and Yayoi Tsuki's soul-piercing singing were echoing.

As the song played, the eyes of dozens of "listeners" sitting in rows gradually lit up.

"If you don't want to commit suicide, just shake your head."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

"Shaking my head, not making any sound..."

One after another, people shook their heads frantically, expressing their unwillingness to commit suicide, and were then taken away by the agents for individual confirmation.

"Three consultants, after a professional physician's psychological evaluation, the first few victims who expressed a desire to survive have been confirmed to be free of suicidal tendencies!"

Inspector Higurashi rushed in excitedly.

"The recorded version of the song played by electronic devices is not as good as the live performance, but after listening to it for about three hours, it can remove the curse and restore the listener's desire to live."

"Three hours is enough... This time, it's all thanks to you, Xia Jun."

Aoi Jinguji, who was standing at the door of the warehouse, looked at Xia Fan excitedly.

"Amitabha, in the form of pop music, with the power of spells, remove this stubborn curse..."

"Xia Fan, you are so unconventional. It really opens my eyes."

The second monk's face was pale, but there was a hint of joy on his snow-white eyebrows.

If it weren't for Xia Fan's recorded version of the song that freed him from the "scripture chanting hell", he would probably have quickly become physically exhausted and run out of energy.

"But why did the victim wake up after only singing it once during the live recording?"

Xia Fan touched his chin with a puzzled expression.

“This may be a problem of sound quality.”

"The master recording is naturally not as good as the live performance. Compared with the master recording, the worse the sound quality of the song, the more sound details will be lost, and the effect will be lower."

Aoi Jinguji, a music enthusiast, gave her own guess.

Based on the situation so far, the song with original lossless sound quality is second only to live singing, and the time for gradually removing the curse is three hours.

If the speculation is confirmed, then the downgraded version of the song may take longer to remove the curse...

"Higurashi, compare and test songs of different sound qualities. Time to remove the curse."

"The song will be officially released tomorrow, and this variable must be confirmed before then, taking into account the subsequent 'curse removal' plan."

She reminded Higurashi.

Chapter 152 Xia Fan’s secret training?

2024-07-13

"No, just releasing songs on the Internet is not safe enough..."

"Go contact Company B and immediately arrange a live concert for Ms. Yayoi to release this song so that it can be widely disseminated..."

After thinking for a while, Aoi Jinguji gave another reminder.

The effectiveness of the recorded version of the song is not a substantive issue, as long as it is effective.

The reason why the curse of "The Complete Suicide Manual" left the authorities helpless was not because of its intensity, but because of the way it was spread in a secret, disorderly and widespread manner.

But this song recorded jointly by Xia Fan and Yayoi Tsuki only needs ordinary electronic devices as the transmission medium, does not need to be driven by extraordinary power, and can be effective without live singing.

With the execution and influence of official agencies, as long as this pop song is played continuously and at a high frequency through diverse and extensive communication channels, it can bring out its "popular" essence.

Theoretically, if all potential cursed people were to listen to this song at the same time, it would be possible to completely remove the curse of "The Complete Suicide Manual".

"Thank you for your hard work, three advisors. Please rest assured that we will carry out the next plan of 'completely eradicating the curse'."

Higurashi saluted solemnly and left in a hurry.

The curse removal work on site came to an end. Xia Fan, Jinguji Aoi, and Nixing Monk Zheng left the warehouse together and came to the office area of ​​the Metropolitan Police Department.

"what……"

A petite girl wearing OL clothes and glasses, holding a laptop, walked out of the office nearby and bumped into Xia Fan.

"Sorry, are you okay?"

After holding the woman who was about to fall, Xia Fan asked with concern.

"I...I'm fine..."

The woman stared at Xia Fan's face infatuatedly, her eyes sparkling with stars, and answered woodenly.

"This is our new agent from Section 9, Aiba Yui."

"Perhaps I will be working with Xia Jun on the next mission."

Aoi Jinguji introduced the two of them.

"I'm Aiba Yui, please, please take care of me..."

"No, I am."

Aiba Yui bowed to Xia Fan obediently, and her "cowardly gaze" remained on his stunning face.

"This time, thanks to you and the two monks for your help, let's have dinner together before leaving?"

Aoi Jinguji suggested softly.

"Sorry, I have a training appointment this afternoon..."

Xia Fan looked at the time and said apologetically.

"train?"

Aoi Jinguji blinked, somewhat concerned.

"Anyway, I've been taking a lot of classes lately to get stronger."

"It's the first class, and it's never nice to be late. Let's have dinner together next time we have a chance."

Xia Fan smiled awkwardly and said goodbye to her and the two monks.

"Amitabha, everything is predestined. Jinlongshan Sensoji Temple is always waiting for your visit, Mr. Xia Fan."

The second monk was putting his hands together and smiling broadly.

"In order to become stronger, a lot of practice courses have been arranged..."

"Mr. Xia, is it because of the recent frequent supernatural incidents that some secret intensive training for psychics is being conducted?"

"In this regard, Lesson 9 should be able to do its bit."

Watching Xia Fan leave, Jinguji Aoi pondered for a moment and looked as if he understood something.

"You will secretly assist Mr. Xia Fan and use all the resources of Lesson 9 to help him make the 'training course' the best it can be."

She pulled Aiba Yui, who was looking at the direction Xia Fan left with a yandere smile, to her side and whispered an order.

Lesson 9 and the Psychic Association owed Xia Fan so many favors, so naturally they would repay them as much as possible.