In the dark corridor, it took three full minutes before the lingering fear that enveloped Mochizuki Ayano's heart completely dissipated, allowing her to recover from a state where she was completely unable to control her body.

At the same time, Sousuke Araki, who put on his pants and looked content, just pushed the door out of the men's toilet.

"Eh? Mochizuki-chi, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Those two bowls of ramen are too few. They're just enough to stimulate my stomach and empty my inventory, and I can't even talk about filling my stomach..."

As soon as she turned her head, she saw Mochizuki Ayano, who was holding the "duck sitting" at the end of the corridor, looked at herself with strange and complicated eyes.

Under the meeting of eyes, his forehead was slightly sweaty and he greeted with a pretense of calmness.

"Arrow, wood, sect, introduction..."

"Ok?"

Looking at this guy who was not ashamed, but saved his life again, Mochizuki Ayano's blushing cheeks bulged like a blowfish.

Having witnessed the scene just now, she naturally no longer thought that the other party was a simple-minded, well-developed blond gangster.

The one who can easily press and rub this man with terrifying abilities, which even Siena can't defeat, to the ground twice is at least a powerhouse with a level of [Three] or higher.

Chaotic thoughts, full of doubts, and countless memories kept flowing in Mochizuki Ayano's mind, finally converging into one sentence...

"...You bastard! Big liar! Big idiot!"

Her legs were numb and unable to move, but her brain was abnormally awake. She rubbed her vocal cords with all the strength of her body and roared out.

...

After half an hour.

"Who am I... where am I... who **** me..."

With a bruised nose and a swollen face, "No. 4" with a wet body and a mask opened his eyes in confusion.

The strong breath on the wet mask and the pain like tearing all over his body made him wake up instantly.

At the moment, he is handcuffed and held alone in a completely sealed interrogation room that appears to be made of special materials.

On one side of the room, there is a huge mirror that occupies the entire wall, reflecting his panic and haggard figure under his black robe.

"Your Excellency, are you finally awake?"

Mochizuki Ayano's silver bell-like voice came from the speaker in the corner.

In the next room, looking at the cell through the one-way glass, there were two other people besides Mochizuki Ayano and the detective who came to support him.

A white-haired old man wearing a Taoist robe and a middle-aged monk holding a Buddhist bead.

It was after receiving the call for help from Lesson 9 that Ichiro Tokimoto and Kobo, who came on behalf of the Spirit Slayer Association, presided over it.

The two highly respected spirit slayers, after meeting with the supporting detectives, carefully entered the toilet.

Immediately, the black-robed man who was unconscious and whose whole head was stuck in the toilet bowl with strong "user breath" was found.

"Humph."

After regaining consciousness, "Number Four" in the room snorted coldly, subconsciously trying to escape.

"Uh...how could..."

However, the "source of divine power" in the body did not respond to his call.

"You, what did you do to me?!"

In other words, he couldn't feel the existence of the "source of divine power" at all.

Looking down at the handcuffs covered with talisman paper on his wrists, "Number Four" flashed an indescribable panic in his eyes.

"Your Excellency, you don't have to work hard. Under the influence of the outer seal, I am afraid that even pure resentful spirits can't be transformed into invisible..."

Tokimoto Ichiro lightly stroked his beard and yawned.

Although for some reason, the "external binding mark" of the handcuffs has not been triggered, and the other party has been unable to use the ability.

However, as long as the result is the same, that's fine.

"Dingyue Youtai, former deputy director of the Ciji General Hospital, I am now representing the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, and I have formally arrested your Excellency on suspicion of organ trafficking, abuse of supernatural power, multiple murders, illegal assembly, etc..."

In Lesson 9, through fingerprints and DNA extraction, it was confirmed that this man was one of the main culprits in the "Organ Harvesting Case in Ciji General Hospital" ten years ago, Deputy Director Dingyue Yuta.

It was the first time that Mochizuki Ayano had issued an official arrest statement to such an extraordinary person in the ninth class.

After all, after many "cleansings" decades ago, half-demons awakened by bloodlines or humans who have mastered ghost-like abilities through "sacrifice" and "possession" rarely appear in front of the world.

"Hey, arrest? Do you think this will bring me into submission?"

Hearing Mochizuki Ayano's words, "Number Four", who was wearing a mask in the room, showed a disdainful expression.

"When the 'True God' comes, your world will be crushed!"

"God? Your Excellency is obviously using a power similar to a ghost, but you still deceive yourself and worship a god?"

Hearing the man's frantic words, Tokimoto Ichiro couldn't help but sneered.

"Hahahahaha... Foolishness!"

Hearing the words coming from the speaker, "Number Four" couldn't help covering his face and laughing wildly, his eyes full of contempt.

"...What is a god, what is a ghost, and it is not defined and promoted by the ruler in the end! How can the false gods in your mouth ever look at us and respond to our prayers?"

"However, the 'True God' is different... As long as you believe in him and pay the price, you will definitely be able to obtain the corresponding 'gift'!!!"

"In my eyes, as long as it can give me strength and let me transcend this humble life, it is the true God!"

"The people of the true God, never give in! Aum!!!"

The more he talked, the more excited, "Number Four"'s hand gradually reached out to the mask on his face.

"Be careful, he's going to unleash that grudge..."

Seeing the other party's movements, Mochizuki Ayano and the others were clearly prepared and left the observation room directly.

The shadow shrouded in fear in the corridor still remains in her heart, and it has become a new scar that will never heal because of "unforgettable memories".

I didn't rashly remove the grudge on the opponent's face before, because I was worried about the terrible fear effect of accidental touch or the transfer of side effects.

"Am I pretty?"

"No. 4", who didn't know how many people had already left the room, still faced the one-way glass in front of him and asked the "send proposition".

As the mask was lifted, he suddenly had an ominous feeling.

The side effects of this grudge seem to change over time...

How long have you passed out?

However, it's too late.

"Uh ah ah ah ah ah..."

In the empty cell, the desperate cry of "Number Four" sounded.

Looking through the one-way glass mirror, on his pale face, the corners of his mouth on both sides have been split directly to the back of his head...

After waking up, he lost the power of Kama Itachi~lightnovelpub.net~ He couldn't even stop the bleeding and pain himself, so he could only fall to the ground helplessly, watching the blood spurt out...

When several agents rushed into the room, "No. 4" had lost his breath, lying on the blood-stained ground with his big gray eyes open.

The huge crack extending from the corner of his mouth almost split his entire head in two, leaving only a trace of scalp connected.

"Confirmed the death of the target. Record: Suspected resentment of [Cracked Woman's Mask] has the side effect of splitting the corners of the wearer's mouth."

A detective took out a tape recorder and recorded calmly.

"The side effects of this grudge are so terrifying..."

Mochizuki and Ayano, who had returned to the interrogation room, were speechless for a while watching the tragic scene in the next room.

Even if the mask was taken off before the interrogation, it is estimated that the black-robed man would still die.

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