In this crossover anime, I fight against the supernatural in my everyday world.

"Xiaojing, do you know why you still can't find a boyfriend?"

"you..."

Hiratsuka Shizuka was taken aback by the choking, then let out a soft snort and struck a classic arrogant pose with her arms crossed over her chest and her chin raised.

"I...it's not that I can't find it, it's just that I don't want to look for it, hmph."

"You're really stubborn."

Immediately afterwards, Ye Xing added with a light laugh.

"However, even the toughest lips are soft when you kiss them."

"You guy..."

Hiratsuka Shizuka shook her fist, her face slightly flushed.

"You dare flirt with the teacher? You want to take my iron fist too?"

"That's unnecessary."

Ye Xing waved his hand, then looked towards the wall.

"However, evil spirits are not so easily dealt with."

Hiratsuka Shizuka followed his gaze and discovered that the short, evil spirit had vanished without a trace.

The next second, a blurry figure appeared from around the corner.

"You...you can all see it!"

This time, the diminutive evil spirit was even faster.

Their goal remains unchanged: to attempt something unethical against Hiratsuka Shizuka.

"Byd, you're asking for it."

Night Star said calmly, and the shower head in his hand flew out like a meteor hammer, hitting the short evil spirit squarely in the face.

"boom."

After the diminutive evil spirit landed on the ground, before it could make any move, Night Star took two steps forward and grabbed its bald head, where only a few hairs remained, with his left hand.

"It's time to enjoy yourself."

Night Star raised her foot and stepped on the abdomen of the small evil spirit, her eyes flashing with a frenzy and excitement that Hiratsuka Shizuka had never seen before. Her right hand held a shower head, and she slowly brought it close to the evil spirit's face.

The scene that unfolded in the next minute can only be described in one word.

cruel.

Hiratsuka Shizuka finally understood how to use a shower head.

The nozzle has a dense array of tiny holes for releasing water; the holes are hollow inside.

Then the problem is coming.

What would happen if you pressed the side with the small hole against the face of an evil spirit with tremendous force, and kept increasing the pressure and pressing it down?

That's right.

This short, lecherous evil spirit was "pulled out" by Night Star using a showerhead.

Having witnessed the entire process, Hiratsuka Shizuka was deeply shocked.

Only then did she finally understand something.

Although Ye Xing had done many outrageous things at Soubu High School, compared to now, he was actually quite restrained.

Slapping a few male students, sleeping in class, calling his teacher "Xiao Jing"...

All of this seemed insignificant compared to what had just happened before Hiratsuka Shizuka's eyes.

What is a violent maniac?

This guy is a real violent maniac!

Even if you beat Hiratsuka Shizuka to death, you would never have imagined that a shower head could have such a wonderful use!

She silently made a decision.

From now on... I'll just take baths in the bathtub.

"OK, that was fun."

After saying this easily misunderstood statement, Ye Xing, like a beast that had vented its desires, impatiently stomped on the head of the evil spirit lying on the ground, whose body was still twitching.

Just then, Hiratsuka Shizuka suddenly heard a soft sound and footsteps coming from the fire escape door behind her.

She turned her head and saw a woman dressed in black mourning clothes, with long black hair that reached her waist, obscuring her face. She was slender and tall, leading a group of hotel guests with terrified expressions as they slowly walked out of the stairwell.

The woman in mourning clothes paused slightly when she saw Yoshiki and Hirazuka Shizuka standing not far away. Then, a strange fervor shone in her eyes beneath her black hair as she strode towards where the two were standing.

Seeing the other person's appearance, Hiratsuka Shizuka's heart tightened.

It wasn't that she was paranoid, but rather that the woman in mourning clothes, her demeanor, her attire, and her eyes all resembled an evil spirit.

Who in their right mind would wear mourning clothes in a hotel?

No, a normal person wouldn't go out wearing mourning clothes!

Under the watchful gaze of Hiratsuka Shizuka, who seemed on high alert, the woman in mourning clothes had already walked up to Yohoshi.

She raised her hands and slowly brushed aside the long black hair that was covering her face, revealing a stunningly beautiful face that even Hiratsuka Shizuka, a woman herself, found breathtaking.

But within that exquisitely beautiful face, those delicate, slender eyes held a twisted, intense jealousy, fixed intently on...

The shower head in Ye Xing's hand.

"Owner..."

The woman in mourning clothes spoke with a deep sense of sorrow.

"Have you...found a new weapon? Don't you want to use me anymore? Are you tired of me? Don't you want me anymore?"

Hearing these words, and seeing the mournful expression on the woman's face, and her eyes twisted with jealousy, a word came to mind for Hiratsuka Shizuka.

Yandere.

But this yandere... why is she different from the yanderes I've heard of before?

Regardless of the relationship between this stunning woman in black mourning clothes and Ye Xing.

Even if she's a yandere, even if it's because of a strong possessive desire, shouldn't that jealous gaze be directed at her?

In this world, how can anyone consider a mere shower head a competitor?!

What kind of abstract development is this?!

"Oh, this."

Ye Xing shook the showerhead in his hand and laughed.

"Since you weren't here, and I didn't want to touch the evil spirit with my bare hands, I just grabbed something random."

Upon hearing this, the woman in mourning clothes looked at Yoru's face and spoke in a resentful tone, which made Hiratsuka Shizuka, who was listening nearby, feel her heart clench.

"Compared to me, whom you can use at will, do you prefer this mere modern creation? Is it because I am not good enough? If it is your order, Master, you may use me however roughly you wish."

Hiratsuka Shizuka blushed furiously, her head practically steaming.

She was truly shocked.

The woman in black mourning clothes had a classical style and demeanor, yet she could utter such bold and explicit words!

Rough use...

Hiratsuka Shizuka didn't even dare to imagine how brutally it was used.

"Don't get jealous here."

Ye Xing patted the woman in black mourning clothes on the head and laughed.

"You stay here and protect these people, especially the one next to me, do you hear me?"

The woman in mourning glanced at Hiratsuka Shizuka, showing no sign of jealousy whatsoever. Instead, her gaze was gentle as she smiled.

"Then please stay close to me and don't leave my side."

Hiratsuka Shizuka really couldn't understand it.

The other person is even jealous of the showerhead, but they're so gentle with me.

Does this mean...

In the eyes of this woman in black mourning clothes, she, as a woman, was not even as good as a shower head.

187 The Falling Elevator, the Exorcist's Entrapment

At that moment, Hiratsuka Shizuka suddenly began to question her entire life.

From childhood to adulthood, no one has ever said that she is ugly.

But now, Hiratsuka Shizuma is beginning to have doubts.

Why is this woman, who clearly has a strong possessive desire for Ye Xing and is dressed in black mourning clothes, not jealous of him at all?

Is my appearance really inferior to a shower head?

What brand is this shower head?

No, that's not the point...

"Okay, I'm leaving first."

Yoruichi glanced at Onimaru Kunitsuna, who had transformed into human form, and emphasized it again.

"Remember, everyone else can get into trouble, but this person..."

He pointed to the person beside him, seemingly lost in thought, and seemed to sense that Hiratsuka Shizuka had lost her luster.

You must protect it.

"Don't worry, Master."