A group of people traveled through a strange world, and I was the only one who was not a refugee.

"You handle it."

After the words fell, Akita Makoto's voice was no longer heard.

The man and woman who fell in front of Ayanokouji suddenly turned pale.

Although the two men had recovered their movements, they groaned in pain as if they had suffered severe injuries.

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, who had already tensed his body, did not let his guard down and released the weirdness in his body.

"This is what you want."

It seemed that the high-quality food was too tempting, and the weird person who rarely left his host could no longer suppress his greed.

His body began to swell, and Ayanokouji Kiyotaka frowned and tilted his head to the side.

The next moment, a large cut was made on the skin at the artery in his neck.

What was strange was that no hot blood spurted out, but instead a pool of dark liquid appeared.

The man who saw this scene

The woman looked terrified.

Soon, a row of dark sharp teeth appeared in front of them, accompanied by a stream of foul-smelling saliva...

The following scene is extremely uncomfortable.

on the street.

Akita Shin withdrew his mental strength and shook his head.

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka's personality is actually quite suitable for the underground organization.

"Welcome to the Classroom of Empowerment" is quite similar to the environment of the underground organization, or even more appropriate.

The female companion he was referring to...

Akita Shin remembered this incident and couldn't help but feel a little excited, wondering if he would meet someone he knew.

who can that be?

"Teacher, you are in a daze again." The girl's dissatisfied voice sounded in my ear.

Sakurajima Mai did not forget to add insult to injury: "Sir, since you agreed to accompany Miss Chisa shopping, you must be serious."

Akita looked at her and said, "Okay, I'll be serious."

"That's more like it." Kujo Chisa snorted.

Mai Sakurajima looked at the smile on his lips and suddenly felt something was wrong.

But she still comforted herself.

It's fine.

…………

After defeating the enemy, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka did not feel relieved. Instead, he knelt on the ground with a ferocious look on his face, tightly grasping his throat with both hands.

One, three, ten...

All the muscles in his body seemed to be endowed with life, and they were throbbing strangely.

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka is well aware that if the monster parasitic in his body becomes stronger, it will break the balance between him and the host.

But no one expected the backlash to be so violent.

He even began to have auditory hallucinations, as if there were countless mouths next to his ears, constantly telling something, which made him feel upset and extremely uncomfortable!

"If I die, do you think you can survive in Kyoto?!"

Before he was about to lose consciousness, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka spoke word by word, but he did not hold any hope in his heart.

After all, the weirdness in his body does not include wisdom.

It's simply an inhuman monster.

But what made him not know whether to be thankful or confused was that after he uttered this sentence with difficulty, a few seconds passed.

The force of the strange backlash against the host was weakened by two points.

Not daring to think too much, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka took this opportunity to let out a low roar, his face flushed to the extreme.

Black blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth.

After a long time, he was breathing heavily, unable to move, and leaned against the cold corner of the wall.

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka looked at the glaring black blood on the snow. Instead of feeling any emotion of surviving a disaster, he frowned deeply.

He has always had a question in mind: how did that adult determine the forces to which the extraordinary people in the underground organization belonged?

Now the answer is before us.

In the pool of black blood, there were several small black snakes that were almost invisible to the naked eye, rolling around.

After about half a minute, the black snakes lost their vitality.

"It seems... it's not that the weirdness in my body understood human language, but it survived by relying on the tricks that the Black Snake Society had planted in my body at some point."

While catching his breath, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka thought a lot.

For example, if he hadn't relied on Akita Makoto as a strong partner and had rashly betrayed the Black Snake Society, would his fate have been worse than being attacked by a strange backlash?

For example, even if he was promoted to C-level or even B-level extraordinary person, would he still be a puppet to the Black Snake Society and be discarded at any time?

After he was able to move again, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka grabbed a bunch of cold snowflakes and rubbed them hard on his face.

He stood up, picked up the fallen black robe and put it on again, then walked towards the exit of the alley with an expressionless face.

Looking at the crowds on the street with a gloomy look in his eyes, he thought it would be nice to be an ordinary person, but unfortunately this did not conform to his philosophy.

The investigation of the painting has come to an end. Since Akita Makoto has not allowed him to continue, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka will naturally not be too clever.

He planned to return to the Black Snake Society's base first, buy some medicine for healing, and then go find that group of classmates.

Unexpectedly, halfway through the journey, we met a group of security team members.

"Little brat, you're the one called Ayanokouji Kiyotaka?"

While Shizuka Hiratsuka was questioning, she was rubbing her hands together with a grim look on her face. After these few months, she was now filled with anger towards the members of the underground organization.

Especially this weekend, she was scheduled to work overtime.

"Hiratsuka, calm down."

It was a rare opportunity for a big move, and it was under the order of the director, so Kazuo Tsuyama naturally couldn't let her beat up Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, who was suspected to be an informant.

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka looked at the group of people in front of him and immediately realized that Akita had not told them the details of the process. He immediately lowered his eyes and said:

"Let me briefly explain the painting..."

He spoke very quickly, and after he finished explaining what happened, he apologized, said "Lord Akita has given me a new task," and left in a hurry.

In Ayanokouji Kiyotaka's opinion, the violent woman called "Hiratsuka" and the man who tried to persuade her are the most dangerous, but also the safest.

Several of the other uniformed police officers had clear murderous intent in their eyes.

If he stayed any longer, he might be in danger.

Half an hour later.

The heavily made-up woman, holding a cigarette in one hand, said dissatisfiedly:

"What's the matter? Why do you have to come here at this time? Don't you know that for us

Is day the night?"

There was still a blush on her face that had not yet faded. From the half-open wooden door in front of her, she could faintly hear a man's painful groan.

The woman noticed his gaze, chuckled, put her hand on his shoulder, and said lightly: "Do you want to play with me? If you play three times, I can exempt you from half a month's rent."

"No need."

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka took a step back and held out his hand in a coy manner: "Miss Meiki, I want to go see my friends."

"Tsk, kid, stop pretending."

"You look okay, but this is disgusting."

The woman cursed and threw a key to him impatiently.

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka didn't say any more words. After taking the key, he returned to his expressionless state, turned around and strode away.

After leaving the Black Snake Society’s base, head straight to the outer city.

After a long time, we arrived in front of an old house...

"Squeak--Gah--"

A harsh friction sound indicated that the basement door was pushed open.

In the dim environment, a number of figures with their hands and feet bound by chains suddenly raised their heads.

What surprised Ayanokouji Kiyotaka was that none of his former classmates said a word, and they didn't know what the woman had done.

But it doesn’t matter. This is his second time here and also the last time.

"You, you, you...all of you, get up."

He pointed to the group of women on the left and selected five people in a row, all of whom were women he thought might meet the adult's aesthetic standards.

However, this action completely woke everyone up.

A man ignored his bound hands and feet and rushed madly towards where he was standing, and the chains were pulled with a "cracking" sound.

"Ayanokouji, take me away from this damn place, please!"

Like a chain reaction, seven or eight men began to make a loud noise.

Ayanokouji frowned slightly, and then slowly approached under the hopeful gazes of the group of male classmates.

Raise your leg and kick hard.

"It's better to beg that woman than to beg me."

"For the sake of the fact that we were once a world and a school, I will give you a piece of advice."

"The world has changed, people."

“People without value are just rusty tools, garbage in the truest sense of the word.”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was complete silence all around.

Seeing this, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka nodded with satisfaction.

He was completely unaware that he was different from before, or that an evil face slowly squeezed out from the back of his head and then quietly merged into his body.

The women on the other side seemed to have seen the most horrifying scene in the world.

The mentally fragile ones even rolled their eyes and fainted.

…………

Night falls.

Perhaps because it was approaching the end of winter, an extremely strong cold wave swept across Kyoto in the afternoon.

The snowstorm reduced outdoor visibility to a level that was poor even for extraordinary people.

This kind of weather is suitable for sleeping, suitable for staying in the study and reading... but not suitable for going out.

But Akita Shin came anyway, after all, he is a man of integrity.

"Akita-sama." Ayanokouji Kiyotaka shouted respectfully.

Akita Shin just said "hmm" and his eyes fell on the five women behind him who were shivering with fear or cold, and soon raised his eyebrows slightly.

Two of them are acquaintances.

287. Honami Ichinose, Arisu Sakayanagi, and the ruthless Ayanokouji

The underground organizations in Kyoto all have their own network of intelligence channels.

The most common method is to bribe official personnel to obtain the specific areas where the refugees appear, and then secretly transport them to Kyoto to develop into the blood of the organization.

But this actually only started in recent months.

In the past, there were not so many people flowing into Kyoto from other safe zones, and the underground organizations’ targets were not ordinary people.