Traveled through time and space and became Sukuna, but the host was Yukinoshita?

The chance encounter with Ooka was just a small episode, and the pink-haired girl returned to the Service Club not long after.

Hayato Hayama and his companions had also left, leaving only Yukinoshita Yukino who was quietly reading a book and Hikigaya Hachiman who was in a daze.

"Here, the drink you wanted, Xiaoqi!" Yuigahama Yui shook the Max coffee in front of Hikigaya's lifeless eyes, summoning back his wandering consciousness.

"Oh, thank you."

He took the coffee and was about to pay Yuigahama, but the girl stopped him by shaking her head.

"No need, it's just a drink. It's normal for friends to treat each other!" Yuigahama Yui said with a smile, "Xiaoxue has one too, here!"

She bought strawberry milk for Yukinoshita Yukino, which was what Yukinoshita drank last time.

"Thank you, how much is it?" asked Yukinoshita Yukino.

"You didn't listen to what I just said!?"

Yuigahama was startled and was about to repeat her friend's declaration again, when she saw Yukinoshita Yukino slightly raised the corner of her mouth: "It's a joke."

"Xue, you're so annoying!" The girl with the bun-haired hair shook Yukinoshita Yukino's arm coquettishly, and then asked curiously, "So what are the results of the investigation? Has the criminal been found?"

"Yes, it's Ooka."

"Ehhhhh!!?"

Yuigahama Yui's face was full of disbelief, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt that it was not impossible. After all, she had just met Ooka on her way back.

"No wonder his attitude is so bad, it turns out that Xiaoxue exposed him." She said with sudden enlightenment.

It was more than just exposing the truth. They literally hung Ooka on a fire rack and even hit him on the back. This should be considered as torture to some extent.

Hikigaya Hachiman complained silently in his heart while drinking sweet coffee.

"You met him on the way back?" Yukinoshita Yukino asked, "He didn't do anything to you, did he? After all, he didn't look calm at the time."

"No, you just yelled at me twice and scared me." Yuigahama Yui said, patting her chest. Her slightly shaking chest felt like a needle, stinging Yukinoshita Yukino's eyes.

She looked away calmly: "Really? I'm glad you're okay."

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the other side.

Ooka skipped the soccer club's club activities and left school with his schoolbag on his back.

This was probably the earliest time he had been dismissed from school since he followed Hayama to join the football club.

"Damn it, if it weren't for that nosy woman, how could I have ended up like this..."

Ooka was walking home, carrying a small stone along the way, as if he was venting his anger on it as if he was treating Yukinoshita Yukino.

"I really want to teach her a lesson!" Passing by a telephone pole, he kicked it hard.

A person who is emotionally aroused is totally irrational. He even kicked a passing yellow dog, which then trotted away while barking at him.

"That's too much! The puppy is so cute, why kick it?"

If possible, Ooka really wanted to teach Yukinoshita Yukino a lesson, but when he thought about how she threw him away so easily like trash, Ooka felt so ashamed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

His back still aches.

"…No, it's not me who is abnormal, but that woman who is as strong as a monster!" Ooka muttered indignantly.

"Do you crave power?"

"Hiss... I feel a little dizzy. Was it because of the previous blow?" Ooka muttered as he touched the back of his head.

"Oh? You are cursed."

At the back of his neck, hidden by his collar, a few small eyes quietly opened, and the black eyeballs moved irregularly.

"Aha! It's decided. I'll use you as an experiment!" A hand quietly rested on Ooka's shoulder, "It will definitely be fun~"

The chestnut-haired boy stopped and stared with wide eyes at the strange man who suddenly appeared beside him.

Using the word strange to describe him is a compliment to some extent, and weird might be more appropriate.

He has long, smooth blue hair and his eyes are of different colors, one is dull gray and the other is warm blue. Judging from his appearance, he is a handsome man, as long as you ignore the stitches on his face.

"Hey, what's your name?" asked the strange man.

"I, I am Ooka..." Ooka replied tremblingly.

"My name is Zhenren. Please give me your guidance, Ooka." The man said with a smile.

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Chapter 65: Ink Dye (II)

"Okay, everyone go back to your seats and the class will begin."

As the bell rang, Shizuka Hiratsuka, wearing a white coat over her suit vest as usual, came into the classroom holding the textbooks.

Hayato Hayama stood up from his seat and asked, "Teacher Hiratsuka, why didn't Ooka come today?"

"He has taken a leave of absence today. Aren't you friends? Go and ask him yourself." Shizuka Hiratsuka waved her hand, motioning him to sit down quickly.

Hayato Hayama gave a wry smile. Of course he sent a message to Ooka to ask, but he never received a reply, and the message was even in unread status.

That kind of thing happened yesterday, and today the Ooka people lost contact, which made him somewhat worried.

If Ooka was really stimulated by what happened yesterday and did something impulsive... Hayato Hayama would probably feel guilty for the rest of his life.

Shizuka Hiratsuka was speaking passionately at the podium, but Hayato Hayama had no intention of listening to the class at all. His mind was filled with all kinds of random things, and even his anxiety was reflected on his face.

The anxiety on his face was all seen by Hikigaya Hachiman.

"Regret it?"

After class, Hikigaya Hachiman, who usually either sat in his seat looking at his phone or slept on the table and rarely took the initiative to interact with others, took the initiative to find Hayama and talk to him.

Looking at his classmates who were all looking at him and Hikigaya with doubtful eyes, Hayato Hayama smiled at them, then turned to Hikigaya Hachiman and said, "Let's talk outside."

The two left the classroom one after another, and most people didn't care. After all, that was Ye Shan, the sunny and warm boy recognized by the whole school. It was natural for him to take care of the unpopular students in the class.

In addition to Yuigahama Yui and Miura Yumiko, there was another one who started to fantasize about their relationship. While preaching, her nose began to bleed. The two girls next to her could only frantically help her stop the nosebleed.

Hayato Hayama and Hachiman Hikigaya came to the corridor. Hayama stood by the window of the corridor. The morning sunlight shone in from the window, illuminating an area while casting a shadow.

Hayato Hayama stood in the sun, and Hachiman Hikigaya stood in the shadows, the two seemed to be in two different worlds.

Ye Shan turned around, leaned against the wall and gave Hikigaya a wry smile: "No regrets... Even if I said so, you wouldn't believe it."

"Indeed." Hikigaya Hachiman nodded.

"If I hadn't asked the Service Club to handle this matter, what would have happened now? Is there a better way to solve this problem? I keep thinking about these things in my mind..." Hayato Hayama lowered his eyes, "Although I know Ooka is not such a fragile person, but what if? If he really did something impulsive and caused irreversible consequences, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep well in the future."

"If anything happens, I will take responsibility," said Hayato Hayama.

"That's good. If you had said something like 'If Yukinoshita hadn't said those words, this wouldn't have happened', I would have punched you hard in the face." Hikigaya Hachiman waved his fist.

"...What kind of person am I in your eyes?" Hayato Hayama smiled helplessly.

"A hypocritical guy who likes to play games with friends?" Hikigaya Hachiman said bluntly, without paying any attention to the person's expression.

"That's really an exaggeration." Hayato Hayama seemed to have expected that he wouldn't be able to say anything nice, and said sternly, "But I don't think it's fake, nor is it what you call a friend game."

After he finished speaking, he raised his legs and prepared to leave.

After this conversation with Hikigaya Hachiman, Hayato Hayama completely gave up the idea of ​​going to the Service Club for help again. He decided to rely on his own strength to reconnect the broken friendship between Ooka and them.

As he passed by Hikigaya Hachiman, Hayato Hayama's voice came from behind him: "Hikigaya, I probably can't be friends with you."

"Must-have." Hikigaya Hachiman's voice also reached Hayato Hayama's ears.

He returned to the classroom without stopping, and soon the sound of him greeting his friends could be heard in the classroom.

Hikigaya Hachiman walked through the sunlight with his hands in his trouser pockets, heading towards the vending machine downstairs alone.

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……

Ye Shan is indeed trying hard to maintain the friendship among their small group.

He first persuaded Tobe and Yamato, hoping that they could forgive Ooka for what he had done.

"Tsk, although I'm still unhappy, after all, Hayato has said so. If that guy apologizes to us, then let's forgive him." Tobe said.

"Me too." Yamato nodded in agreement.

After convincing his two friends, Hayato Hayama went to Shizuka Hiratsuka's office again to ask her about Ooka's home address.

"By the way, aren't you two on good terms? How come you don't even know his home address? Have you never been to his house?"

With a half-burned cigarette in her mouth, Shizuka Hiratsuka wrote down Ooka's home address on a torn piece of paper and handed it to him.

"Haha..." In response to Hiratsuka Shizuka's question, Hayato Hayama could only respond with an awkward smile. He reached out and took the note, "Thank you, Mr. Hiratsuka, that's a great help."

"Hiss...Fuhu..." Wisps of smoke came out of Shizuka Hiratsuka's mouth and rushed into her nostrils. The cigarette tapped lightly on the ashtray which was about to overflow.

"What happened?" she asked.

Hayato Hayama was silent for a moment, then he smiled and shook his head, "If there's nothing else, I'll leave first, Mr. Hiratsuka."

"I originally thought you were a child who could make the teacher worry-free. Come on, go." Shizuka Hiratsuka stared at him for a while, pinched her eyebrows with a headache, and waved her hand to signal him that he could leave.

"Students nowadays are more troublesome than each other..." When Ye Shan left the office, he could still hear mumblings coming from behind him.

Hayato Hayama left the office with a barely perceptible gloom on his face.

After school, he asked for leave from the soccer club and followed the address given by Mr. Hiratsuka to find Ooka's home - a single-family house that is very common in Japan.

He walked up and rang the doorbell, and after waiting for two minutes, the door of the house opened and Ooka appeared in front of him wearing a black shirt and trousers.

He didn't seem to be in a very good mental state. His chestnut hair style had collapsed, he had heavy dark circles under his eyes, and there were a few bloodshot lines in his eyes.

"Ooka, listen to me..." Before Hayato Hayama's smile could fully appear, the door of the house was slammed shut.

"Get back."

The smile on Hayato Hayama's face suddenly froze.

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...Chapter 66: Ink Dye (Part 3)

"Ooka, do you believe in the existence of the soul?"

In Ooka's room, Masato placed his hands gently on his chestnut head, as if giving him a head massage, and spoke in a gentle voice.

The doors and windows of the room were closed, the curtains were drawn tightly, and darkness enveloped the entire room.

"Soul? Does such a thing really exist?" Ooka asked puzzled.

"My technique is to change the shape of the soul through touch." Zhenren said with a smile.

However, this is the first time I have tried to inject magic into ordinary humans. I am really curious about what kind of product will be born.

Compared to the crude method of transforming a person's soul into a cursed spirit, this method of changing another person's soul to allow it to gain cursed power and techniques is much more sophisticated.

But he still maintained a nonchalant attitude.

Anyway, it's just a trivial attempt. Even if it fails, we can just find the next experimental subject. The consumables are just humans that can be found everywhere.

"Oh, I think I've overdone it." The real person winked playfully, "Never mind, let's just leave it like this."

"Eh? What do you mean by overdoing it...Ahhh!!!" Before Ooka could finish his words, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, as if a thousand silver needles were constantly piercing his brain. "Mr. Zhenren, my head hurts so much!"

"It's okay, it's okay. This is the price of gaining power." The real person touched his head as if coaxing a baby. "Now you can do whatever you want."

His voice rang in the ears of Ooka, who was in a daze due to a headache, like the whisper of a devil from hell, bewitching and deceiving humans into giving up their souls.

"Anything...I want to do...?"

"Yes, anything." The real person described the "bright future" to him in a gentle voice, "Go grab what you want, kill whoever you want to kill. You have transcended humans and entered the realm of a sorcerer."

"If you want to kill... then kill..."

The pain in his head gradually eased, and was replaced by malice and brutality that began to expand from the depths of his heart and spread outward. Ooka murmured with his eyes blank.

And where he couldn't see, the strange eyes behind his neck had spread to his back, occupying a large area of ​​his spine under his shirt.

"Please use this power well."