It's Hasshaku-sama.
The moment he saw her, her name surfaced in Alex's mind.
"This world is getting more and more outrageous."
Having just sighed, Alex thought of Itsuki Shima.
Alright.
I guess that's normal too.
On the other side!
Hasshaku-sama also noticed Alex's presence.
Although she had just become an Intermediate Curse Spirit and still possessed the instinct to kill, a strange feeling arose the moment she saw him.
The next moment, her eyes turned pitch black, and a sinister smile curled at the corners of her lips.
Silently, the figure of Hasshaku-sama vanished.
"Yo, is this aimed at me?" Alex smiled silently, then looked at his glowing [Demon Contract] Skill.
Tsk tsk... She actually has the potential to be a Dependent. It seems she is also a pure soul. That makes sense. After all, in this hodgepodge of a world, many plotlines are just fleeting clouds. Not to mention, she encountered me right after transforming into an Intermediate Curse Spirit.
Since that's the case, and she's already here, I might as well take on another Dependent.
Beep beep beep! Just at this moment, bright headlights shone over. A yellow taxi was driving from the end of the path.
Alex: "..." This sense of déjà vu is too strong.
Soon, the taxi stopped in front of Alex. As the window rolled down, Hasshaku-sama, dressed as a driver, came into Alex's view.
"Hiss—" Alex drew a sharp breath, his hands gesturing involuntarily. Compared to before, seeing her from such close range was even more shocking. The perfect silhouette pressed against the seatbelt was almost bursting out. Should I say, as expected of Hasshaku-sama? This level—even among his Dependents, even the highest-ranked ones like Itsuki Shima, would have to bow down in defeat.
As if she hadn't noticed Alex's gaze, Hasshaku-sama smiled and said, "Sir, it's already very late." "I wonder if you'd like a ride?"
"Of course." Alex nodded and sat in the passenger seat without hesitation. Soon! The taxi started slowly. At the same time, a strange power descended upon Alex.
"Hmm... Is this the ability to tamper with memories?" A smile curled at the corner of Alex's lips. A strange power was attempting to confuse Alex's memories. It was a memory from childhood. He had once been a village boy. Then he met Hasshaku-sama and was run over by a large vehicle again and again. The village elders intervened, and he fled the village in terror.
I have to say, Hasshaku-sama really knows how to play. And as an Intermediate Curse Spirit that just broke through, this ability is already quite astonishing. However! Trying to shake Alex's memory with just this much Skill is simply impossible.
"Guest, where are you from?" Hasshaku-sama asked indifferently while driving. "In this lifetime, I suppose it would be the Underworld." Alex answered solemnly.
"Haha, you really know how to joke, guest." Hasshaku-sama smiled lightly. "Your destination is still a bit far, why don't we tell a story to pass the time?" "Sure." Alex shrugged indifferently. "Then I'll tell a ghost story."
Hasshaku-sama's voice remained calm as she began to speak slowly. "Once upon a time, there was a girl who had a dream one day." "She dreamed of the children's monkey tram she had seen at an amusement park before..." As the moonlight grew thicker, the story gradually hit its stride, making one unable to help but shiver.
"...This is the ghost story I wanted to tell, titled 'Monkey Dream'." Hasshaku-sama turned to look at Alex, hoping to see something. But she was disappointed. Alex's gaze had been perfectly calm from beginning to end.
"Hmm, I suppose it's my turn now." Alex rubbed his chin and began to speak. "Since I was a child, I was adopted by my older sister. In the Underworld, she is a true Demon King..."
Hasshaku-sama: "..." What is going on? What happened? Why doesn't this man play by the rules? His story right now—shouldn't it be the memory she implanted, followed by him crying his eyes out? But what is happening now? Why is it even more absurd than the story she made up? Underworld, demons, even demons are showing up now?
It seems her tactics have failed. Since that's the case... Without warning, Hasshaku-sama's neck began to stretch eerily, and her entire face appeared out of thin air in front of Alex. Her originally soft eyes had turned pitch black and deep, like bottomless voids, filled with endless resentment. A terrifying, frigid aura began to spread.
"Yo, interrupting someone else's story isn't a good habit, you know." Watching all this, Alex smiled indifferently. Hasshaku-sama: "..." This man, he wasn't afraid at all.
When they first met, she had taken a liking to this man and wanted to make him her possession... That was why she had gone to such great lengths to perfectly tamper with his memories, to make him belong only to her. She had originally wanted to use the ghost story to subtly make him voluntarily integrate those memories. But who would have imagined it would be useless? That was why she wanted to use fear to affect his mind and forcibly integrate the memories. But now it seemed, it was still useless.
Hasshaku-sama returned to her original appearance and said sinisterly, "It seems you are not an ordinary human." By now, even if she were slow to react, she realized something was wrong. The man in front of her was definitely not simple.
"I already told you just now, my name is Alex, I come from the Underworld, and I am a demon." "Demons really exist?" Hasshaku-sama blinked, slightly confused. After all, she had been wandering here ever since she gained consciousness. Her impression of demons was no better than that of an ordinary person. But! So what if he was a demon? As a Cursed Spirit, one must satisfy one's own desires. If she took a liking to something, she had to get it. Since she couldn't modify his memories, she would just force him to stay by her side.
Boom! A shocking burst of Cursed Energy erupted. The entire taxi vanished completely. Hasshaku-sama's body expanded once again, and her already exaggerated, perfect curves became even more oppressive.
Whoosh!
The hurricane howled, sand and stones flying.
Hasshaku-sama's giant hand, resembling a palm-leaf fan, reached out to grab Alex's head.
Slap!
Alex backhanded her, slapping her back.
"Ah, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts."
Just from this single blow, Hasshaku-sama screamed in pain.
"Being naughty is not allowed, you know."
Alex smiled slightly and stepped forward.
"No, I am no match for you."
A flash of clarity passed through Hasshaku-sama's eyes, and she turned and ran without hesitation.
"But you were the one who provoked me."
Alex shook his head with a half-smile.
"It's too late to run now."
The moment his voice fell, a Magic Circle appeared beneath Hasshaku-sama's feet.
Clatter!
A crisp sound echoed in the air.
Dark red chains emerged from the Magic Circle.
In an instant, Hasshaku-sama was bound tightly and left hanging there.
"Since you were prepared to attack me, you must pay the price."
Alex's expression was indifferent, his eyes devoid of sorrow or joy.
For a Cursed Spirit that brings harm to the human world, a divine punishment must be meted out.
As he spoke, Alex arrived in front of Hasshaku-sama.
His vision was immediately met with that dark and profound...
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