While I was chanting a curse, the system said I was Xiao Yan?

Tianyan stepped past the two and walked at the front.

A thin layer of dust had accumulated on the stairs, and two pairs of footprints were clearly visible, probably left by the two high school students from before.

Tianyan continued walking uphill following the footprints.

Third floor.

The corridor was darker than the first floor, and the windows on both sides were blocked from the outside by something, so that not a single ray of light could get in.

Only the emergency exit indicator light at the end of the corridor remained lit, emitting a ghastly green glow that cast a sinister and terrifying light over the entire corridor.

Tianyan walked to the door of the women's restroom on the east side and stopped.

Their footsteps led them here.

The door was closed.

There was very little dust on it, as if it had been opened before.

The door handle is made of copper and has turned black from oxidation, but there are no rust marks on it. Instead, it has a smooth feel after being touched repeatedly.

Tianyan took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

The toilet was dark, with only a faint light coming in through the innermost window. The stall doors were all closed, and from the outside, there was nothing unusual.

He walked to the door of the first cubicle and knocked three times.

"Thump, thump, thump."

The sound echoed in the empty toilet, carrying an indescribable eeriness.

Then he went to the second cubicle and knocked three more times.

"Thump, thump, thump."

Go to the third cubicle and knock three more times.

"Thump, thump, thump."

Then he turned around and repeated the process, starting from the first cubicle.

Knock three times, move on to the next one, and knock three more times.

When he knocked on the door of the third cubicle for the third time and asked, "Is Ms. Hanako in?"

The air in the toilet suddenly froze.

A chill rose from the soles of my feet, as if something had crawled out from underground, spreading down my ankles, calves, thighs, and all the way to my back.

He heard a sound.

It came from the third compartment.

It was very faint and tiny, as if it were speaking through a thick layer of cotton.

"Yes, it is..." the female voice said.

Tianyan slowly lowered his hand and grasped the doorknob of the third cubicle.

The metal felt icy cold to the touch, much colder than normal, like holding a piece of ice.

He took a deep breath and, with a pilgrim's heart, flung open the door.

Behind the door...

It's a face.

It's not a young girl's face.

It's a...

A middle-aged man with a tumor on his head and a face full of fat!

The face filled the entire cubicle, piled from the floor to the ceiling. Its two eyes were different sizes, with cloudy, yellowish pupils. Its mouth was crooked, revealing a row of uneven, yellow teeth.

Then it laughed.

"Hehehe..."

The laughter was rough and harsh, like sandpaper scraping against sheet metal.

Tianyan's pupils suddenly trembled.

Who the hell are you?!

Where is my Hanako-san?!

Then, a huge, calloused hand reached out from the cubicle, its five fingers spread out like a net, covering Tianyan!

"Bang!"

Ten's back slammed through the toilet door, and he flew out into the corridor, sliding three or four meters on the ground outside before finally lying face up at the feet of Gojo Satoru and Natsumi Yuki.

The air fell silent for a moment.

Gojou Satoru looked down at Tenen lying on the ground, tilted his head, and drawled out his words.

"Tianyan-kun, are you alright?"

The tone was less one of concern and more one of schadenfreude.

Xia Youjie glanced at Tian Yan's condition and nodded: "I didn't see any external injuries, but judging from his expression, he seems to have suffered some kind of mental shock."

Gojo Satoru: "Ah! It really is!"

"Tianyan, what are you expecting?"

Tianyan lay on the cold ground, his eyes fixed on the sky shrouded in a tent.

His mind went blank.

It's not because of pain.

It's not because of disillusionment!

Utter disillusionment!

He roared inwardly:

"Where's Hanako?! Where's my big Hanako?! Where's the short-haired girl in the red dress you were promised?!"

"Why is he an old man?! And an old man with a tumor at that!"

"This isn't right! This script is wrong! That guy's an exorcist, isn't he?!"

He sat up from the floor, staring at the thing that had been squeezed out of the toilet, his face contorted with despair.

The thing's entire body squeezed out of the cubicle.

When it stood up, Tianyan could finally see its full appearance. It was over six meters tall, its body was bloated like an inflated balloon, and its skin was grayish-white, covered with tumors of all sizes.

Its head is the largest, taking up almost a third of its body, making it look like a giant baby with the face of an old man.

She was wearing a red... no, that wasn't a skirt.

It was a huge red cloth, wrapped around its bulky body like an apron, with tattered edges and covered in black stains.

"What is this thing...?"

Tianyan muttered to himself.

Xia Youjie stood behind him, hands in his pockets, tilted his head to glance at the cursed spirit, and then said thoughtfully, "This is probably... Hanako's boyfriend, right?"

Gojo Satoru nodded, looking serious. "Yeah, it should be Taro."

Tianyan suddenly turned his head and glared at the two people.

"Taro?! What Taro?!"

"Hanako's boyfriend."

Gojo Satoru said matter-of-factly, "Don't you know? In the legend of Hanako in the toilet, sometimes a male ghost named 'Taro' appears along with her."

"How should I know!"

Tianyan got up from the ground, dusted himself off, and said, "I only know Hanako! Who cares what her boyfriend's name is!"

He took a deep breath and looked at the enormous cursed spirit that had completely squeezed out of the toilet and was now standing hesitantly in the open space. His eyes gradually changed from despair to anger.

"OK."

His voice lowered.

"Boyfriend, huh? Watch me chop this thing into eight pieces!"

The power of the spell surged from his body, and the black iron-colored bone armor spread from his fingertips, covering his palms, wrists, forearms, and upper arms layer by layer.

But this time was different from the past; the bone blade that pierced out from the elbow was much longer than before!

Two black iron-colored bone blades, each two meters long, protruded from behind his elbows. Their blades were as thin as cicada wings, gleaming with a cold light in the dimly lit schoolyard.

The surface of the bone blade glowed faintly under the infusion of magical power.

Tianyan stretched his arms, and the two bone blades drew two sharp arcs in the air, the whistling sound seeming to cut through the air!

Gojo Satoru looked at the two long bone blades on Tenen's elbow, blinked, and then let out a sigh that was hard to decipher.

"oh!"

He tilted his head, looked it up and down, and then said in a serious tone, "I see, this is Koromon evolving!"

Xia Youjie tilted his head and glanced at him: "Rolling Ball Beast?"

"Um!"

Gojo Satoru nodded, his expression so serious it didn't seem like he was joking: "Because anger has evolved into..."

He drawled out the last syllable, a bright smile spreading across his face: "ZombieTyrannomon!"