I was the fourth disaster in Yokohama and was loved by everyone.

The outline of the cursed spirit gradually blurred in the light, eventually turning into countless shimmering points of light that drifted away with the wind.

His vision began to shrink into a long, narrow tunnel, and the girl was walking from the end of the tunnel.

As she walked toward him, her footsteps were so light they seemed to be treading on clouds, amplifying the sound of her crushing the pebbles on the ground.

With his fingers hanging at his sides, those seemingly slender hands had just wiped away the cursed spirit that had left him utterly powerless to resist, as easily as brushing off a flower petal.

Zenji Naoya's Adam's apple bobbed as he forced down the bloody froth, his heart suddenly pounding.

She stopped three steps away from him.

Her gaze finally met his.

—What kind of eyes are those?

The depths of his pupils held something more profound than the night, reflecting his disheveled appearance without stirring a ripple, as if he had witnessed countless similar scenes: the struggle of ants, the despair of the defeated, the grotesque trembling of mortals in the face of absolute power.

Zenji Naoya saw himself in her eyes: a curled-up body covered in cold sweat and blood, with dirt and grime dug out during the struggle stuffed under his fingernails.

He was covered in filth and looked disheveled.

Why... do you look at me like that?

Zenji Naoya's heart pounded violently against his will, not out of ecstasy at surviving a disaster, but out of a more subtle tremor.

When the other person lowered their eyes and reached out to him, he finally couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed forward in the instant his consciousness dissipated.

The last thing I felt was the cold ground touching my forehead.

What I remember most vividly is the pair of eyes I saw before I lost consciousness—

*

After saving the file and trying out several techniques, Zhu Yu finally decided on the technique with the keyword "purification".

I had just drawn the technique and hadn't even had a chance to test it when the system popped up a notification—

[Attention! Your teammate is under attack...]

Oh no, my teammate died and I have to reload the save.

Zhu Yu rushed to the location of her teammate NPC.

I glanced at the level of the cursed spirit.

Seriously? My teammates are so bad. They can't even beat such a weak cursed spirit?

She's not as good as her fellow NPCs (definitely nodding).

I glanced at my teammate's health bar; he wouldn't die anytime soon.

Zhu Yu happily tested her new spell on the new cursed spirit.

Throw a skill—

Zhu Yu: !!!

The cursed spirit stopped moving, the cursed spirit glowed, the cursed spirit passed away peacefully!

With a slight sense of awe, she walked towards her NPC teammate, just about to initiate a conversation.

"Pfft-"

The NPC teammate fell down, leaving her with only a dirty back of her head.

Zhu Yu: Ugh, this is an NPC who doesn't like to clean things (disgusted face).

Chapter 130 It was a mission earlier

Zhu Yu, with a hint of disdain, grabbed the cleanest corner of his teammate NPC's clothes, like a butcher carrying a chicken to be slaughtered, and dragged him out.

Zenji Naoya's head drooped and tilted to one side, his expensive clothes were covered with dust and bloodstains, and his two legs collapsed weakly to the ground, leaving long marks on the dusty surface.

As soon as I stepped out the door, I encountered the assistant supervisors who were waiting outside.

The auxiliary supervisor emitted a sharp, explosive sound after recognizing the person approaching.

"This, this Zen master, he..." He's not dead, is he?

The assistant supervisor, feigning composure, sized up the disheveled Zenin Naoya, glanced at Zhu Yu, and hesitated before speaking.

at last......

The competent worker decided to pretend nothing had happened, helped Zenji Naoya into the car, and then rushed Zhu Yu back to the college.

*

The NPCs at the same time seemed very interested in her new technique.

Wu Tiao Wu took a step forward, his fingers swiftly removing his sunglasses. He suddenly leaned close to Zhu Yu, his eyes shining brightly as he scrutinized him up close.

What's it like to come back from a mission and find that your teammates have probably gotten stronger?

"Wow—" He observed the newly emerging flow of magical power within Zhu Yu's body, clearly indicating the awakening of a true spell. "[Kuzi] What is the effect of your spell!"

Without waiting for an answer, he was already eager to try, casually twirling the sunglasses he had just taken off in his left hand: "Let's have a match! I've gotten stronger too, you know."

Why are NPCs challenging the players again?

Zhu Yu was helpless.

Ever since he defeated the white-haired NPC for the first time, he has been sending out challenge invitations every few days.

Defeating green-named NPCs doesn't grant experience points, so she's naturally not that keen on fighting them.

--【reject】

--【reject】

............

After skillfully declining countless invitations from Gojo Satoru, a side quest unexpectedly appeared.

—[Side Quest: Gojo Satoru longs for a thrilling match. Are you willing to grant his wish?]

Zhu Yu: ...Sigh, you should have said it was a mission earlier, this whole thing is a mess.

She naturally wouldn't turn away a task that was offered to her.

As for Gojo Satoru, he could succeed in one or two out of ten challenges. Each time she didn't want to accept but suddenly changed her attitude, Gojo Satoru discovered a mysterious pattern.

Simply put, if your thoughts are strong enough, the other person seems to be able to sense them miraculously, and in the end, it's like a god in the clouds casting a light, fleeting glance.

Then—his idea was realized.

This time, it's no exception.

*

When Zhu Yu heard Gotō Sū's challenge to a fight, she turned around and left, but the yellow exclamation mark that popped up above his head made her spin around again.

came back.

Honestly, fighting against the white-haired guy at the same level is a tough task. This NPC is simply a genius in the game. Every time we fight, I find that he is stronger than the last time.

If you're not serious, you'll lose to the NPCs!

I don’t want this kind of thing!

[Battle Mode Now Activated]

Dust from the training field swirled between the two.

The two figures clashed rapidly, their fists and feet striking each other with dull thuds.

Normally, sparring starts with physical techniques. Only when both sides get really into it and forget that they are just having a friendly match will they start recklessly throwing out powerful moves.

After exchanging several blows, Zhu Yu just wanted to finish the mission as soon as possible. Suddenly, she leaped back to create distance, and a ball of magical power condensed at her fingertips—she activated the newly acquired spell.

She had already tested the spell's effects on spirits, but she was still unsure of its effects on humans.

So, it's you I've decided on, my perfect match for you, fellow player!

She quickly selected her target and unleashed her skill.

——【Successfully hit】

The magical power carried by the spell suddenly transformed into a gentle halo, enveloping Gojo Satoru like a thin veil. The moment he was touched by that subtle light, his pupils dilated slightly, and his taut muscles visibly relaxed.

The previously fierce offensive came to an abrupt halt, and the raised arm slowly fell, as if all fighting spirit had been drained away.

Chapter 131 Do Not Disturb While Idle

what happened?

Zhu Yu noticed that Wu Tiao Wu was standing there, staring blankly at her without moving.

*

A kind of clear light spread out from the point of contact, like moonlight dripping into muddy water, washing away the soaring fighting spirit layer by layer.

The dim sunlight cast pale golden spots on the ground, and a shimmering halo appeared in his eyes, reflecting his peaceful expression.

Something has been soothed.

At first, I felt a slight warmth in my chest, as if someone had lit a nightlight there.

My breathing slowed down automatically, and each breath felt like being immersed in warm amniotic fluid, bringing a primal sense of security.

The power of the curse comes from negative emotions, and at this moment all his emotions are like the receding tide, unknowingly removing all the murky foam.

The flow of magical power slowed down, and the headache caused by the operation of the six eyes was also relieved.

It was as if a pool of warm water was silently flowing over the wasteland of consciousness.

I haven't felt this relaxed in a long time.

Ah, what a foul spell...

*

The mission was completed the instant the spell hit the opponent.

But Gojo Satoru maintained a lost-in-the-world expression.

Oh no, the white-haired guy seems to have gone a bit idiotic.

Could it be that the effect of her technique is also called—a brain-depressing attack?

He looked like he had seen through the illusions of the world and was about to become a monk.

"Wu Ta... looks like he has been given a proper rite of passage."

Xia Youjie revealed the truth in one sentence.

"Hey, really?" Ieiri Shoko watched the spectacle with amusement and let out a mocking laugh.

Gojo Satoru snapped out of his daze and suddenly realized that his classmates were all surrounding him like they were watching a monkey. He protested indignantly, "You'll know once you experience it for yourselves. The [Kuzi] technique should be able to affect emotions, or rather, the soul."

"It's that feeling of being hit 'biu' and then 'whoosh whoosh—' and feeling really safe..."

"A very abstract metaphor." Ieiri Shoko remained silent.

“You’re like that too, Mingming.”

Xia Youjie smiled. When they asked Ieiri Shoko how to learn the Reversal Technique, her answer was exactly the same as Gojo Satoru's.

They are all very abstract.

"【Kuko】chan, let them experience it too~"

Gojo Satoru clung to her, poking Zhu Yu's shoulder in an attempt to seduce her and drag her two other uninvolved classmates into the mess.

That's terrible.

After being hit by the spell, Gojo Satoru didn't even break a skin. Instead, he seemed very excited, as if he was about to run another thirty laps on the track to burn off his excess energy.

It doesn't appear to be an aggressive spell.

For a moment, Xia Youjie and Ieiri Shoko also became curious.