In this anime crossover, who stole my module?

The status is displayed as: [Contained/Purifying].

After doing all this, Natsume Ryo finally opened the door that was sealed by the talisman and walked out.

……

Outside.

in the corridor.

Like an ant on a hot pan, Yotsuya Miko paced anxiously back and forth, her face pale and her hands clenched tightly together.

Ever since the senior went in, strange noises have been coming from inside from time to time.

There was a faint, tearful sob.

There was also a crisp sound of something being slapped hard.

And a... well, it's hard to describe, a strange noise like something being stirred.

"S-Senior...what are you doing in there?"

Yotsuya Miko's cheeks flushed.

This "purification" ceremony, filled with misunderstandings, lasted for a long time.

……

I don’t know how much time passed.

squeak-

The door was finally gently pushed open from the inside by Natsume Ryo.

Yotsuya was startled and quickly stepped forward.

I saw.

Natsume Ryo walked out of there looking refreshed, with a satisfied smile on his face. His clean school uniform was still impeccable, without a single wrinkle.

"S-Senior! Are you alright?!"

Yotsuya Miko quickly stepped forward and asked anxiously.

"What can I do?"

Natsume Ryo casually peeled off the dimmed talisman from the door panel, watching it turn into ashes at his fingertips, before turning his gaze back to Yotsuya Miko's tense little face.

"It's really hard on you, Zizi, who's been waiting outside all this time."

"No, no, no, compared to me who didn't help at all, it was you who worked the hardest in the toilet."

Yotsuya Mikoko waved her hands vigorously, shaking her little head like a rattle drum.

It was at this time.

Om-!

The "Strange Investigation Request Form" in Yotsuya Miko's pocket suddenly emitted a soft white light.

"senior!"

Startled by this sudden turn of events, Yotsuya Miko hurriedly pulled out the still-glowing card and handed it to Natsume Ryo as if it were a hot potato.

Natsume Ryo took it, his gaze falling on the card.

I saw.

The line on the card that read "Investigating the strange tales and rumors surrounding the women's restroom" had faded.

Three small characters appeared next to it.

[Investigation of Strange Rumors and Tales about Women's Restrooms] - [Completed].

Followed by.

New text slowly appeared on the [Strange Investigation Request Form].

【Ding! 】

[The commission has been completed, and the reward is being settled...]

[Reward: Slight increase in Inspiration level, obtain special item Hanako's Red Overalls (Replica) 1]

……

Yotsuya Miko: "..."

Senior, is this really a reward?

A barrage of complaints flooded Yotsuya Miko's mind.

……

Subsequently.

Natsume Ryo left the old school building with Yotsuya Miko.

Neither of them spoke on the way back.

Because her mind was in such a mess, on the one hand, she felt increasingly awe of Natsume Ryo's unfathomable strength, and on the other hand, she was filled with all sorts of unrealistic speculations about the "purification" process that sounded so embarrassing that she even walked with her arms and legs moving in unison.

It wasn't until Natsume Ryo brought Yotsuya Miko to her doorstep that this happened.

Facing the ambiguous gaze cast by Toruko Yotsuya standing in the entryway.

With a flushed face, Yotsuya Miko stammered her goodbye to Natsume Ryo before running into the entrance hall like a frightened little rabbit.

This is the end.

The evening breeze carried a slight coolness, gently brushing against Natsume Ryo's hair.

Ryo Natsume walked along the quiet streets of a residential area.

Calculating tonight's haul, it can be described as quite bountiful.

They learned of the potential trouble caused by the "Strange Investigation Request," and incidentally also took in two rather eccentric characters from Japanese school ghost stories—Hanako from the Toilet and the Red Cloak.

"One is petite yet has stunning curves, the other is tall and graceful, exuding mature charm..."

"Materials" are much more interesting than simple data.

"Speaking of which, there really was something under that red cloak..."

"She's surprisingly honest. I'll have to find an opportunity to study her spiritual structure properly next time."

Natsume Ryo thought to himself, his mind already drifting towards the idea of ​​a completely completed "purification" ritual.

Besides.

Natsume Ryo wasn't in a hurry to go home, or rather, to return to his private base deep underground.

On the one hand, it's because they've just finished a "battle" and need some time to walk around and calm down their stirred-up instincts;

On the other hand, he wanted to see if there would be any more surprises for him nearby.

After all, the "Strange Investigation Request Form" already exists.

So the strange creatures in this world are probably far more active than he imagined.

As his thoughts wandered, Natsume Ryo turned into a quieter alley.

Immediately.

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

A tall figure emerged silently from the shadows at the alleyway in front of Natsume Ryo, blocking his path.

She was a tall woman.

Her thick, slightly wavy black hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and she wore a retro-style dark red trench coat.

Although the trench coat was conservative in style, it still couldn't completely conceal the mature and voluptuous curves beneath. The belt cinched at the waist, outlining her breathtakingly full figure, which undulated slightly with her steady breathing, making her presence undeniable.

Under the dim streetlights, her shadow was stretched long on the ground.

The lower half of his face was completely covered by a huge white medical mask, revealing only a pair of dark red eyes that appeared somewhat obscure in the shadows.

Am I... beautiful?

Chapter 105: The Slit-Mouthed Woman Muzan, the Parasite Beast's Banquet Invitation to Humans, and the Appearance of a New Module?

Slit-mouthed Woman

The moment he heard that signature question, the name immediately popped into Natsume Ryo's mind.

Unlike the toilet girl and the red cloak I encountered last night, the legend of the Slit-Mouthed Woman has an almost phenomenal impact.

She wasn't confined to a specific location or campus; rather, like a contagious disease, she swept across campuses throughout Japan in a very short time, from north to south, almost everywhere.

During that period, rumors about being chased by women wearing masks on the way home from school caused extreme fear among the public. Some schools even dismissed students early or required parents to pick up their children in person.

She is one of the very few top-tier ghost stories that has evolved from a simple "campus ghost story" into a "social phenomenon".

Its danger is beyond doubt.

According to the legend, if you answer "not beautiful", she will kill you on the spot with the scissors or sickle she carries with her.

If the answer is "beautiful," she will take off her mask, revealing a hideous, gaping mouth that stretches to her ears, and then ask, "Is this beautiful too?"

No matter how you answer, you will ultimately be doomed to have your mouth cut into the same shape with scissors.

"The Slit-Mouthed Woman?"

Natsume Ryo's gaze lingered on the other person's signature mask for a moment, and he immediately understood.

It seems there's more than one "surprise" tonight.

"Ha, really... one after another."

Natsume Ryo had a playful smile on his lips as he looked at the other person with great interest.

How could one refuse such excellent "material" that was delivered right to their doorstep?

Seemingly noticing Natsume Ryo's overly direct, even somewhat aggressive, gaze.

The slit-mouthed woman paused for a moment as she approached Natsume Ryo, but quickly regained her composure.

Da da.

The crisp sound of high heels clicking on the concrete floor was captivating.

Finally, the Slit-Mouthed Woman stopped just three steps away from Natsume Ryo.

Am I... beautiful?

The results were as expected.

Faced with this question, Natsume Ryo's playful smile grew even wider. He even stroked his chin with feigned seriousness, his gaze lingering unabashedly on the slit-mouthed woman's still exquisitely curvaceous figure, which was encased in a trench coat. Finally, he nodded and commented sincerely:

"Yes, although her face is covered and we can't see it clearly, her figure is definitely top-notch."

"With a curvaceous figure, a slim waist, and long legs, even top-tier photo models would be ashamed of themselves."

"In terms of figure alone, you absolutely deserve to be called beautiful."

"..."

Faced with Natsume Ryo's almost thuggish comments, the Slit-Mouthed Woman's movements visibly stiffened.

I don't think I've ever encountered such an answer before.

A clear look of astonishment flashed in the Slit-Mouthed Woman's eyes.

But she quickly regained control of the rhythm, her slender fingers slowly rising to hook one edge of the mask.

"So……"

"how about this?"

As the Slit-Mouthed Woman finished speaking, her mask was slowly removed.

A terrifying face, enough to drive any normal person crazy, was exposed to Natsume Ryo.

—That mouth, with its wide, gaping wound stretching from the corners of the lips all the way to the base of the ears, looked like a hideous wound slashed open by a sharp blade.

At the same time, a resentment a hundred times stronger than before suddenly erupted as if it were a tangible substance!