The Japanese-fear sorcerer who started by taking in Tomie

Shin Hengyuan didn't speak, but just looked down at the palm-sized spider, Narcissus, which was curled up in a ball and motionless, as if it were dead.

He slowly withdrew his gaze without making a statement.

Tamamo-no-Mae didn't care. She lightly touched the windowsill with her bare feet, and her whole body floated up. Her long golden hair flew in the night wind, and her nine tails stretched out behind her, covering half of the moon.

"That's settled then, young man."

Her voice floated down from above, full of laughter.

"Then we'll meet again, young man. Next time, remember to tell me your name."

Goodbye forever! Never again!

Shin Hengyuan had absolutely no desire to see Tamamo-no-Mae, given their lack of strength. This feeling of being easily manipulated was incredibly frustrating.

But what if they become stronger in the future? That's another story.

Xin Hengyuan stood in front of the broken window, gazing at the deep night sky, lost in thought.

These few days of experience were far richer than his life in his previous life spanning several years.

From beating up Tomie to defeating the Slit-Mouthed Woman, to drawing a fortune slip at the temple yesterday, and just now facing the Demon King Tamamo-no-Mae, these past few days have been quite eventful!

Xin Hengyuan held the essence in his hands, feeling the warmth emanating from his palms, and sighed.

"This essence feels strangely comfortable to the touch; I almost don't want to return it to Teacher Kuki. Wait a minute!"

Xin Hengyuan suddenly looked at the essence in his hand and suddenly remembered something!

It seems that Ms. Kuki is still lying down!

Taiga Kuru, still lying there like a corpse: "..."

You are such a good student of mine!

"Oh no, wait, my dear Kūki-sensei!"

Xin Hengyuan hurriedly ran to Kongmu Dahe's side, grabbed his chin, pried open his mouth, and forcefully stuffed the still warm essence into it.

However, Kūki Taiga's mouth was not very big, and Shin Hengyuan had to exert a great deal of effort to finally stuff all his essence into it, filling it completely.

The warm essence slowly dissolved in the mouth of the Kongmu River and flowed down the throat.

Kūki Taiga's complexion regained some color at a visible speed, and his breathing became steady and strong.

Xin Hengyuan released his grip, slumped to the ground, and let out a long breath.

"Alright... he shouldn't die."

He stared at Taiga's face for a few seconds, and after confirming that there was nothing amiss, he stood up and looked around the room, which had been ruined by the battle.

Xinhengyuan silently offered his blessings.

Hopefully, when Kūki-sensei wakes up, he won't be too "surprised"; this is just a necessary sacrifice.

Hopefully, this incident will serve as a lesson for Mr. Kumo, so he won't randomly pick up things and bring them home again.

Ms. Kuki is so lucky; who knows, she might end up taking Sadako's videotape home.

Besides, as the saying goes, out with the old, in with the new. I'm helping him get rid of the old and welcome the new.

Without him, he'd be in heaven today! Of course, he might also be in hell.

Shin Hengyuan found paper and pen in Kuki's house, and in a crooked, backward handwriting, he disguised himself as a "hermit Onmyoji" and wrote down the process of discovering the demonic aura and rushing to save people. At the end, he warned Kuki-sensei to keep it a secret.

Of course, this is an artistic interpretation; Shin Hengyuan would never write down the embarrassing story of being easily manipulated by Tamamo-no-Mae.

Then, he tore off a few more pieces of white paper, bit his finger, and used his blood to draw several distorted patterns on them, which he then pasted onto the four walls.

After doing all this, Xin Hengyuan took a step back and squinted as he surveyed the area.

The blood-drawn runes were crooked and chaotic, but they were mysterious enough. At least if Master Kumoki woke up and saw this scene, he would definitely think it was a seal left by a passing Onmyoji, and wouldn't think of anything else.

For Japan, a country with 800 million gods, is it reasonable for yokai (supernatural beings) to exist? It's perfectly reasonable. Is it reasonable for a hermit Onmyoji (yin-yang master) to appear? It's perfectly reasonable.

"Perfect."

Shin Hengyuan patted himself, turned around and was about to leave when his peripheral vision involuntarily swept towards the charred Jorogumo. He saw that Jorogumo's bent legs were still trembling slightly, clearly indicating that it was still alive.

Xin Hengyuan sighed, but in the end he couldn't bring himself to do it and stepped forward to put her in his pocket.

Ultimately, this Jorogumo didn't do anything too wicked. Although Utsuki-sensei had his life force drained by her, he wasn't killed, though he almost did... but at most it was an attempted murder.

Now, Jorogumo has not only lost all her demonic powers, but her child has also been taken away, which can be considered an atonement for her sins.

Of course, the main reason is that although Jorogumo has lost all her demonic powers, she is still a spider that has become a spirit, and must have her own unique abilities.

Pick it up and study it; it'll definitely be perfect as experimental material.

Why hasn't anyone come over yet?

Xin Hengyuan frowned slightly.

Logically speaking, the fight between himself and Jorogumo just now was quite loud, but so much time has passed and no one has come to check on him, which is very strange.

Could it be that Tamamo-no-Mae knocked everyone in the building unconscious before she arrived?

The more I think about it, the more likely it seems to be true.

After all, Tamamo-no-Mae is a demon king, so she should have some strength.

"what……"

A soft gasp escaped from Kongmu Daiga's throat.

not good.

Xin Hengyuan's heart sank, and he thought to himself, "Oh no!"

Kūki-sensei is about to wake up!

He quickly climbed onto the windowsill and leaped down. The [Mage's Hand], which had been waiting outside the window, caught him steadily and carried him slowly down to the ground.

He was able to fly up to this building just now precisely because of this "Mage's Hand".

The magician's hand is so versatile; New Hengyuan would call it the strongest magic trick.

"Ugh... my head hurts so much, how did I fall asleep?"

Kūki Taiga covered his head and slowly opened his eyes.

He propped himself up and sat up, groggily turned on the light, and looked around in confusion.

The window had a large hole shattered, and the night wind was howling in; broken glass was scattered on the floor; the tatami mats were charred black, as if they had been burned; several crooked, blood-red runes were pasted on the wall; and there were also patches of black stains.

"My house...how did it become like this? Was it burgled?"

Kūki Taiga muttered to himself in shock, rubbing his eyes in disbelief.

After confirming that he wasn't dreaming, he immediately opened his mouth wide, covered his head with his hands, and knelt on the ground with a "thump," letting out a heart-wrenching wail that would break the hearts of anyone who heard it.

"Oh no—!!!"

The sound was heart-wrenching and deeply moving.

He slumped onto the charred tatami mat, his eyes glazed over, muttering repeatedly, "My savings... my home... my insects... gone... everything is gone..."

Moonlight streamed in through the broken window, illuminating a forlorn middle-aged man.

As for the letter left by the "Onmyoji", Taiga Kuki didn't notice it until almost dawn.

After reading it, he remained silent for a full ten minutes before shakily taking out his phone and making a call to the insurance company.

"Hello... My house was damaged by a monster... Can I get compensation?"

The insurance salesperson across from me was silent for a moment before saying, "...Sir, we suggest you see a psychologist."

……

Meanwhile, the two culprits who caused all this had already leisurely left.