Simultaneous Transmigration: A Fateful Traveler's Journey Begins in Mystery

"what happened?"

But Morion just smiled and shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

A mosquito landed on Morion's forehead, and Morion casually swatted it away.

…………

The kunai was inserted into Morion's brow, but no blood appeared as it should have.

It looks like a pile of gravel has been inserted.

The ninja looked at the "wound" and met the gaze of the tiny compound eyes that had opened around it.

On Moraine's body, the fluorescent patterns cracked open, revealing numerous fissures from which swarms of insects flew out, quickly engulfing the ninja.

boom!

Brush brush!

The hotel’s floor-to-ceiling window shattered, and three shurikens immediately flew in from outside.

Those were the ninja's accomplices.

They certainly couldn't assassinate a top-tier assassin alone.

At the same time, another wall on the side was smashed open by a hammer, and an iron lock flew out from the next room, grabbing the ninja's arm and trying to pull him to the next room.

It was very easy, with no resistance at all.

The chains easily pulled Taro Igawa's arm back.

But it was only the arm.

The chains only pulled back the arms; the ninja at the forefront had already been overwhelmed by the swarm of insects.

Another ninja next door reached out and caught the arm that had been pulled back. He was about to throw it away and turn to run away when he suddenly froze, a question forming in his mind.

Why would I pull back a severed arm?

The ninja Igawa Jiro looked at the swarm of insects gathered in the room with a puzzled expression, then at the severed arm in his hand.

Yes, that's right. Two people came, one on the rooftop and one next door.

Their plan was to launch a surprise attack while Morion was asleep.

This was their consistent battle plan.

Thinking about this, he suddenly paused for a moment, instinctively realizing a problem he had never thought of before.

He was clearly the eldest son in the family, so why was he named "Jiro"?

But he quickly put that feeling of unease behind him.

When ninjas are on a mission, they can't think about anything else.

He took a step back and looked through the smashed hole in the wall at the next room.

I saw that the rooftop glass was shattered, and a large number of insects were crawling and flying around in the next room, obstructing the view.

He cursed under his breath, wondering why his younger brother was in such a hurry. Suddenly, he threw a shuriken through the window, interrupting the original plan and forcing him to follow and provide cover.

He looked down at the severed arm in his hand again.

"Is this the target's arm?"

"I actually managed to injure a Special Grade expert with a single strike."

"Truly pathetic."

Just then, some insects noticed his direction and rushed toward the hole he had smashed with the hammer.

Having anticipated this, Igawa Jiro immediately extended his left hand, which was covered in cursed power, and grabbed the insect that had just flown out of the hole. At the same time, he took out a blowpipe with his other hand, pulled down the cloth covering his face, brought the blowpipe to his mouth, put his left hand to the other end of the blowpipe, and blew hard into his outstretched left hand and the hole.

He blew flames from the blowpipe, and the insect in his palm was quickly ignited, carried by the wind towards the hole.

Then, the entire swarm of insects in the room was quickly set ablaze.

The entire room was engulfed in flames.

Jiro Igawa grinned.

He had made preparations long ago, knowing that this special-grade expert was skilled at using large numbers of insects, and had taken precautions.

His spells don't seem particularly powerful on their own, but their effect is to imbue any creature he touches with the property of "flammability," and any creature touched by a creature hit by his spell will also become flammable.

His technique wasn't particularly strong, but in this situation, it was just right when facing a dense swarm of insects.

This is precisely why the family sent him and his brother to assassinate Morion.

Each has their own specialty; they are ninjas skilled in assassination, and their techniques happen to be a perfect counter to Morion.

They are not without a chance of success.

Just then, more and more insects appeared in the room, gradually filling it up.

With a loud bang, a huge explosion suddenly occurred.

The wall, already riddled with cracks and riddled with holes from being smashed by Igawa Jiro, shattered instantly, and swarms of insects poured out from the other side of the wall, rushing towards him.

Igawa Jiro immediately put away the fire-blowing tube, gripped the long sword at his waist, holding the hilt and scabbard, and assumed the stance for an iaido slash.

"New Yin Flow..."

He decided to use the maximum power of the "New Yin Flow Draw Sword Technique" to cleave the entire swarm in two when it engulfed him.

A few seconds earlier, on the rooftop, Saburo Igawa also looked at the shuriken between his fingers with a puzzled expression, not understanding why he had suddenly attacked his target.

After a moment of surprise, he came to a conclusion.

It was the target's technique that influenced me.

It seems the target possesses some kind of technique that can arouse strong emotions.

Just then, he saw the flames his older brother blew out and immediately followed, taking out three bullets from his satchel.

These are three special, highly explosive projectiles. They have an extremely strong explosive force, but they will only explode upon contact with an open flame.

boom!

The bullet was thrown, causing a violent explosion inside the room.

The room was completely filled with swarms of insects.

They crashed into the window, which already had a small hole, with a loud explosion, shattering the entire pane of glass and bursting out of the room.

Saburo Igawa, having anticipated this, concentrated his magical power in his legs and leaped high into the air, reaching an even higher floor.

The surging swarm of insects rushed out like a tide, almost brushing past his feet.

He landed on a higher rooftop, somewhat smug.

As expected of him, the eldest son of the Igawa family, he easily dodged the special-grade attack.

At the same time, he inwardly mocked the top-ranked person in the room.

This death row inmate was playing with fire in his room and accidentally set it on fire.

He just happened to have a special kind of bullet on him; he was really lucky.

However, we cannot let our guard down. Facing a Special Class, such an explosion should not be enough to eliminate him...

Just then, the shadow behind him began to wriggle, and a pale blue light emerged from it.

Saburo Igawa immediately turned around and threw a shuriken.

The moment the shuriken was thrown, the shadow beneath his feet swelled up.

Countless white, furry rabbits covered in pale blue crystals emerged from his shadow, like cotton candy that had instantly expanded. Hundreds and thousands of rabbits emerged from the shadow beneath his feet.

Saburo Igawa's eyes widened in surprise.

how can that be!

How can the target summon creatures from his shadow?

He quickly flipped sideways and lunged out onto the balcony, escaping the encirclement of the splendid rabbits, and swiftly vaulted over the balcony and jumped down.

At the same time, he remembered that when he jumped, his shadow had been swallowed up by the swarm of insects.

Was it around that time?

Because the shadow was touched by the swarm of insects, something could crawl out of the shadow.

Saburo Igawa's long-standing experience immediately helped him assess the current situation.

But, just as he realized the situation, his pupils suddenly shrank to pinpoints.

He still has a shadow on him!

Without hesitation, Saburo Igawa grabbed the collar and was about to tear off his clothes.

But as soon as he opened his collar, he saw an adorable, fluffy rabbit peeking its head out from the shadow between his body and clothes.

In an instant, his clothes billowed up, and fluffy, white rabbits with pale blue diatomite on their bodies emerged from his collar, cuffs, and trouser legs, quickly enveloping him. From below, he looked like a white cotton candy that had suddenly expanded.

Soon, one after another, the Brilliant Rabbits fell from the sky like rain, landing on the ground and disappearing into the shadows.

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"Eat up," the father said, walking out of the kitchen with a plate in his hand.

He finished his cigarette, put it out, and left the butt in the ashtray.

The mother wrinkled her nose in disgust, seemingly not liking the smell of cigarettes.

"What are you doing?" the father asked in a somewhat affected voice, which, combined with his old face, successfully disgusted his wife.

His mother rolled her eyes at him and continued watching TV on her phone.

The father picked up a peeled orange from the plate, broke it in half, and handed one half to his wife.

The mother readily took it and began to eat it piece by piece.

"Aren't you going to eat?" the father asked Morion.

"Eat." Morien nodded gently, picked up a slice of watermelon with a toothpick, and put it in his mouth.

"What's wrong with you today? Are you in a bad mood?" The father sat down again at the table and looked at Morion.