Tokyoites don't have martial virtue

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In the evening, the two arrived at Tongda High School.

Due to four assault incidents within two weeks, the school ordered all students to leave the school after school, and club activities were suspended unconditionally.

Apart from the occasional teacher who finishes their work and leaves, the school is deserted and unusually quiet.

The campus space is very narrow, making it difficult for large trucks to drive in and impossible to make long-distance sprints, so Kyushu Makoto had to abandon the "dump truck Iai" tactic.

However, even without the big truck, he didn't think he couldn't fight the "Scissors Girl".

He put the talisman Eliza had given him into his pocket, carried the sword box on his back, changed into a Tongda High School uniform, and then walked into the school building alone.

According to the testimonies of the four victims, they were all attacked in the same school building—the same building where Yuki Suigin was murdered.

The "Scissors Girl" seems to only attack male students from this school, so according to the plan, Kyushu Makoto will be the bait this time. Eliza will secretly follow behind him, ready to provide support at any time.

The last rays of the setting sun shone through the windows, casting fragmented shadows on the corridor. Kyushu Makoto walked cautiously, each step creating a dull thud in the silent space.

Upon reaching the center of the corridor, Kyushu Makoto took out eight talismans and affixed two to each of his four limbs.

A few days ago, Kyushu Makoto had already tested the effects of the enhancement talismans. He discovered that by attaching two talismans to each of his limbs, he could temporarily increase his strength and agility, even surpassing his peak performance from his previous life.

However, when he tried to stick three talismans on his arm in one go, his entire arm began to ache, and his muscles kept spasming, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.

Eliza explained that this was because his "stone soul" couldn't hold a large amount of spiritual power at once, and sticking on so many talismans would cause his meridians to burst. Even for a talented spirit master like her, sticking on five talismans on one arm was the limit.

Having completed the preparations, Kyushu Makoto cleared his throat and said loudly:

"I know where Ogiwara Yu is. If you want to know, come out and let's talk!"

If the "Scissors Woman" is the vengeful spirit of Yuuki Suigin, then she should react to this statement.

Makoto Kyushu's shouts echoed, but the corridor remained silent and deserted; the "Scissors Woman" seemed to have no intention of showing herself.

Seeing this, he simply resorted to drastic measures:

"What a pity about Ogiwara-senpai! Such an outstanding man had to bear the burden of murder! It's all Yuuki Suigin's fault! She deserved to die!"

"quack"

Suddenly, a muffled sound came from Kyushu's ears, like someone choking him and yelling.

He turned around abruptly, only to find an empty corridor behind him, except for an unnatural shadow that had inexplicably appeared on the floor.

Up there! Kyushu Makoto looked up alertly and saw a person hanging from the ceiling.

This was a girl with long, disheveled hair and skin as pale as paper. In her right hand, she held a pair of rusty, blood-stained scissors, which hung from the ceiling in an extremely contorted posture, like a spider, staring intently at the boy.

Upon closer inspection, her appearance was exactly the same as that of Yuuki Suigintou in the photo. However, her eyes were sunken, her pupils bulged out, her face was as grotesque as a corpse, and she kept making eerie "ga ga ga" sounds.

Although he had dealt with many monsters in recent days, at this moment, Kyushu Makoto still got goosebumps all over his body, and even his heart skipped a beat.

However, at least one thing is certain: the female ghost in front of us is the "Scissors Woman" that we are tasked with defeating in this mission.

"Gah...gag...die..." The moment she met Kyushu Makoto's gaze, the girl's eyes suddenly widened, and she grinned in horror, emitting an unpleasant sound.

She leaped from the ceiling in an exaggerated manner, her rusty scissors aimed straight at Makoto Kyushu.

129. Which of you two is the ghost?

The rusty scissors came straight at him, but Kyushu Makoto decisively threw out the sword case on his back to block the blade.

"Ding--!"

The scissors were deflected by the sword case, and both the human and the ghost took two steps back simultaneously, creating distance between them.

"Gah gah. Gah." The Scissors Woman lay sprawled on the ground like a spider, her joints twitching intermittently, her waxy yellow eyes staring straight ahead, and she kept emitting terrifying screams.

Kyushu Makoto slammed the sword case to the ground, and a small door on the side of the case opened, revealing a rusty broken sword.

"Gaga. Hahaha." The scissor woman grinned in horror, her head twisting seventy or eighty degrees mechanically as she quickly crawled toward Kyushu Makoto.

Kyushu Makoto exhaled a breath of stale air and gripped the hilt of his sword with his right hand.

Just as the victim had said, the scissor woman's appearance easily reminded people of the female ghost in horror movies, and Kyushu Makoto's heart was racing to its limit.

But even such a terrifying monster is not invincible. Moreover, it has harmed many innocent students; it absolutely cannot be let off easily!

"Don't be afraid. Hehehe. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I don't need to be afraid." Kyushu Makoto lifted the corners of his mouth with his thumbs and laughed along.

"Hehehe! Come on, only one of us will leave alive today!"

The broken sword "Yuan Yiyong" sensed its master's fighting spirit, and black energy like flames quickly surged from its blade, gradually condensing into a complete blade.

However, what condensed from the black mist was not a katana, but a demon-headed greatsword with a large, square blade, a thick back, and a wide face, exuding a fierce aura.

Minamoto no Yoshiyuki seems to possess the ability to "transform into any weapon," but his basic default form is a katana.

Kyushu Makoto had never practiced with a katana, but he had practiced with a large broadsword, which was actually more suitable for him to use.

He raised the large knife above his head with one hand and slashed at the woman with scissors.

"Clang!" The woman with scissors raised her rusty scissors and barely managed to block the slash, sparks flying everywhere.

Kyushu Makoto's eyes widened in fury, and he swung his blade upwards with a swift motion.

The woman with scissors twisted her waist in a bizarre way that no human could do, barely dodging the knife, but dared not continue to advance rashly, instead choosing a conservative fighting style of fighting and retreating.

"Hahaha! Die! Die!" Kyushu Makoto continued to swing his greatsword, the blade cutting through the corridor with sharp, whistling sounds that overlapped with his laughter, like a death knell tolling.

After several exchanges, Kyushu Makoto had figured out the female ghost's strength.

Ultimately, its appearance and posture are extremely terrifying, but its combat ability is only slightly stronger than that of an ordinary person who has never practiced martial arts.

If that's the case, then there's nothing to be afraid of.

With a sharp "snap," the woman with scissors stumbled backward, a hint of hesitation gradually appearing in her horrified eyes.

In its eyes, the boy wielding the large sword was not only unafraid of it, but his smile was even more terrifying. An invisible aura seemed to be burning fiercely around him, almost incinerating it alive!

"Hurry up and die, or I'll chop off your hands and feet and crush your body piece by piece!" Kyushu Makoto grinned, his face hideous, wielding his broadsword with fierce speed, each strike aimed directly at vital points, showing no mercy.

"Witness it, how powerful my lord is!" The blade vibrated slightly, emitting a boastful cry: "Kneel down, you weakling! You have no chance against my lord!"

After several exchanges, the Scissors Woman was in a sorry state, and her movements had become much slower.

Seemingly realizing she was outmatched, the woman with scissors decisively retreated and jumped away, fleeing into the distance on all fours.

"Hehehe, don't run! I'm going to cut off your legs!" Kyushu Makoto laughed wildly as he chased after him.

As the woman with scissors fled to the stairwell in the corridor, her shoe accidentally stepped on a talisman. The talisman instantly wrapped around her ankle, emitting a pale blue light.

"You can't escape!"

Eliza, from the Qing Palace, emerged from around the corner like a ghost. Several talismans transformed into butterflies and flew towards the Scissors Woman, turning into chains to bind her limbs.

Kyushu Makoto rushed forward just in time and slashed with his sword, smoothly cutting the scissor woman's arm in two.

"I told you not to run! Try running again!" Since ghosts don't die easily anyway, Kyushu Makoto simply slashed down with three more blows, severing all four of the female ghost's limbs to ensure she had no ability to resist.

The woman with scissors, her limbs severed, leaned against the wall, her yellowish eyes staring at the two men in terror.

"Gaga. Gaga gaga." She seemed to want to say something, but could only make strange, struggling noises.

Kyushu Makoto saw a bloody scar on its throat, as if it had been stabbed by a sharp weapon—perhaps that was why it could only make such a strange sound.

"So, the extermination was a success?" Kyushu Makoto swung his sword, and the black substance clinging to it quickly dissipated, returning it to a rusty, broken blade.

"It's not very strong, it feels like they're just bullying kids."

Upon hearing this, the female ghost swayed slightly in fear.

"Is this the power of 'tearing apart evil spirits'?" Eliza nudged Kyushu Makoto's shoulder with her elbow and exclaimed in amazement.

"When I watched you fight it just now, I almost couldn't tell which one was the ghost."

"You know what, it almost scared me to death just now." Kyushu Makoto sighed, his tone a little aggrieved:

"I'm the kind of person who doesn't even dare to watch horror movies normally."

"Ha, you're probably afraid you'll smash the TV in your excitement while watching a horror movie," Eliza joked, casually sticking a talisman onto the ghost's forehead.

"Alright, it's time to start the psychic communication."

Makoto Kyushu grasped Eliza's wrist. The female ghost remained completely still, staring blankly at them, lost in thought.

A bizarre and fantastical fragment of memory flooded into Makoto Kyushu's mind:

"Nice to meet you, my name is Yuuki Suigin!" A six-year-old girl met her neighbor's boy of the same age for the first time after moving.

"Hello, my name is Ogiwara Yuya," the boy greeted him warmly.

【.】

"Ogiwara-kun, where are we going to play today?"

"Ogiwara-kun, we were in the same class in junior high!"

"Ogiwara-kun, I've prepared a bento for you, please try it!"

"Ogiwara-kun, final exams are coming up soon, let's study together!"

"Ogiwara-kun, where do you want to go to high school?"

"Great, Ogiwara-kun! We got into the same high school... Eh? No, I didn't deliberately fill in the same application as you!"