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The boy with the pink buzz cut patted his head.

"this...."

Fushiguro took out a photo from her phone.

"Hey hey hey... I found it."

Yuujin Itadori nodded repeatedly, then leaned back on the sofa nonchalantly: "I don't really care, but the seniors do, so?"

"Most of the people who die in Japan each year for unknown reasons are caused by cursed spirits."

"Curse spirit?"

Urajiro lay on the sofa, completely unconcerned: "Huh?"

Seeing his meaning, Fukuro Megumi calmly said, "Schools and hospitals are hotspots for cursed spirits, filled with jealousy, resentment, regret, and pain... Therefore, most of them have cursed objects to suppress them. Your school has a top-grade cursed object."

Itachi raised his hand to interrupt, saying, "Since it's an exorcising object, isn't that a good thing?"

"Listen to me!"

Fukuro Megumi frowned and said, "A cursed object is also a curse. Now that the seal is loose, it will attract cursed spirits, and then be devoured by the cursed object to strengthen itself."

"Hand it over before anyone gets killed."

Itachi stood up abruptly and impatiently tossed a box over: "I already said, I don't care. If you want it, go ask your senior."

Fushiguro Megumi opened it and exclaimed, "Empty?!"

Seeing that Itadori was about to leave, he grabbed the other man's shoulder and asked urgently, "Where's the stuff?"

Itachi slapped his hand away, somewhat annoyed, and said, "Didn't I already say that at the senior's place... hey, it seems they said they'd break the seal tonight at eight o'clock (when the curse power is at its strongest)."

Fushiguro Megumi retreated step by step in shock, her pupils contracting violently.

"What's wrong? Is something terrible happening?"

Itachi scratched his head in a daze.

"More than that..."

Fushiguro Megumi took a deep breath, trying to calm herself: "They will die, many people will die..."

........

"It's about 8 p.m. now."

Ayanokouji judged.

"Our location should be in the suburbs."

"There must be plenty of important people in the suburbs, right? How about we find a place to stay and borrow their property for a while?"

Kazuma said lazily, "Let's at least rest for one night and look for the Black Chamber again tomorrow."

"Um...."

Hachiman nodded naturally: "It just so happens that important people are more likely to come into contact with supernatural things, and perhaps this world has also become aware of the existence of the Black Hole."

"It can also cover living expenses here."

Ayanokoji added.

The three of them looked at each other.

It's clear that everyone has realized that there are definitely people in this world who specialize in dealing with evil spirits, and the fact that this world still maintains order is proof of that.

'So, your way of thinking really is like that of ruthless bandits...'

Shoko Toyokawa muttered a complaint to herself before glancing at Miko Yotsuya, whose body was tense and who was trying her best to pretend she hadn't seen anything.

Has Mr. Rosser's seal failed?

Or has the boundary between evil spirits and humans in this world become so blurred?

She patted Miko Yotsuya on the shoulder, comforting her:

"Stop looking. They speculate that the evil spirits in our world are likely related to this world, and the evil spirit at the shrine that's haunting you might even have originated from this world."

The density of evil spirits is at least several times that of our world..

If you can't kill them, you can only pretend you didn't see them.

Before Toyokawa Shoko could say anything more, she saw Yotsuya Miko looking incredulously at something not far ahead, and she also felt a strange pressure.

The other three also suddenly looked up.

"big guy?"

"perhaps....."

So... go check it out!

If there were officials present, they would surely be there to witness such a strong fluctuation, right?

"Miss Toyokawa, protect Miko. Kazuma, Ayanokouji, let's go!"

soon.

The source of the evil spirit's fluctuations appeared before them at Sugisawa Third High School.

........

Fourth floor.

"what time is it now?"

A monotonous, human-like voice echoed down the corridor.

The lights flickered eerily, and a viscous, tar-like curse crawled out of the shadows, accompanied by the sounds of twisted flesh and bones grinding against each other as it echoed down the corridor.

Sasaki, with his short hair and bangs, covered his mouth tightly and pressed himself against the wall.

Why did this happen.

Why would such a thing exist in the world? It was just something strange that my junior had picked up...

She does like these strange and mysterious things, but it's just a case of loving dragons but fearing them in reality.

I really don't want that to actually exist in the world...

boom! !

Outside the window, a suffocating sense of oppression filled the air. A ferocious monster, like a whale, leaped up, its massive form obscuring the moon and plunging the room into darkness.

Then came the second, the third... and the entire campus seemed to come alive.

Many monsters pierced through walls and the earth, wandering between buildings as if searching for something.

Until the monsters that were searching for something went far away.

“Sasaki.…”

A hoarse, urgent call rang out, and a figure staggered out of the darkness.

"Well, that's great! Where did you go to open it...?"

The sound stopped abruptly, and the tears that had welled up were forced back. The girl, Sasaki, stared blankly at her companion who had walked out.

"Help me..."

It looked as if the brain of the wellhead had been swallowed by a monster with many hands; its eyes were white, yet it was still trying to call for help.

How to save?

What can be done to save it?

Sasaki shook his head desperately, retreating step by step to the corner of the wall, struggling in fear.

suddenly......

"what time is it now."

That thing is back.

Four hands braced against the corridor, and four heads, one large and three small, were filled with countless eyes staring at her.

"Kekeke..."

Tears streamed down her face, but she could only gurgle and gurgle in the face of intense fear.

"Fireflies..."

suddenly.

A calm voice came through.

Tiny, inconspicuous specks of fluorescence appeared.

No one cares.

'Powerful....Evolution.....'

The enormous monster, its face torn open with hunger, revealed a terrifying maw, wide enough to swallow half an elephant, splitting open 160 degrees as it lunged down at her...

"Scattered blossoms, scorching bones... Listen—I am the flame that cleanses the world, the remnant of civilization, the blazing flame... Starfire Cannon!"

The insignificant fireflies suddenly erupted, like an enraged swarm of bees, spiraling and intertwining, instantly scorching through the corridor walls, transforming into a flowing torrent of liquid light that pierced the monster's body like spears.

Before any reaction could even occur, a surge of light and heat was released.

There was a loud bang.

The raging flames raged.

Windows within a radius of more than ten meters shattered at that moment.

The deafening explosion shook the entire corridor and classroom doors, and even the skeleton at the end of the corridor hummed from the raging airflow.

"It seems... we made it in time?"

Kazuma opened the window and came in.

"Stop talking, I've really squeezed you dry this time."

Hachiman followed them in listlessly, glancing at the two boys and girls whose hair and clothes were badly burned. He scoffed, "You really do die when you're courting death, kid..."

One look and you'll know what's going on.

It's probably just a curious teenager trying to break some kind of seal or perform some kind of ritual.

They're really asking for trouble.

In a world ravaged by evil spirits, there must be many strange legends.

But these teenagers are even less able to control their reckless urges...

"Magic is truly amazing!"

Shoko Toyokawa, carrying Miko Yotsuya, slowly descended into the corridor, supported by beautiful bubbles.

Hachiman didn't give her a strong feeling, at least not to an exaggerated degree.

But the fact that magic can cause this level of destruction only proves the special nature of magic.

"Don't relax yet, here it comes again. There are really a lot of evil spirits in this godforsaken place."

Kazuma gripped the imposing, rugged silver revolver, watching the various evil spirits gradually reappear, and grumbled, "How are humans managing to hold on in this damn world?"

Although their strength was nowhere near that of the evil spirit their shrine had defeated, their numbers were truly numerous.

"Trouble~"

As the fish-man spirit slowly emerged at the entrance of the corridor staircase, Ayanokouji was just about to go up.

suddenly.

"Awooo—!"

A powerful canine howl.

A dark shadow darted past the hunched merman, splattering foul-smelling blood.

A piece of the fishman's shoulder had mysteriously disappeared.