The Japanese-fear sorcerer who started by taking in Tomie

"Ugh! What?! It's you, you bastard! Shinheng-kun! Where's my Shinheng-kun?!"

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Early in the morning, Tomie, who had gotten up very early, tiptoed into Shin Hengyuan's room. As usual, she prepared to climb into bed, holding her own pillow in her arms, with a determined smile on her face.

This time, she's determined to take over New Hengyuan!

However, the moment he stepped onto the edge of the bed and slipped under the covers, his smile froze on his face.

At this moment, someone was already lying on the bed.

A woman, no, a ghost story, or a familiar ghost monster.

A slender figure lay on his side among the bedding, his smooth hair spread out on the pillow, a mask tightly pulled up over his face, and a beige trench coat and two huge pairs of scissors on the small table next to him.

This all demonstrates the owner's status.

It is the ghost story of the Slit-Mouthed Woman.

Tomie's beautiful eyes widened suddenly, and a sharp, explosive sound erupted from them.

"Hmm? Kawakami Tomie? It's you... Oh, where's Gen-kun?"

The Slit-Mouthed Woman was awakened by the shout. She rubbed her eyes and sat up groggily, her beautiful hair slipping off her shoulders. She recognized the person who had come and her voice was still somewhat slurred from sleep.

"Yuan-kun?! Ugly monster, how dare you call me that? I've never even called Shinheng-kun Yuan-kun!"

That cry of "Yuan-kun" felt like a poisoned blade, piercing Tomie's heart.

Upon hearing this, Tomie instantly exploded. She jumped onto the bed, stood barefoot on the bedding, pointed at the slit-mouthed woman, and her fingertips trembled with anger.

On what grounds?

Tomie clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug deep into her palms.

You know, even she's only allowed to call him "Shinheng-kun" now, not "Yuan-kun," but what about her? Why does she have the right to call him "Yuan-kun" so casually!

On what grounds?

Suddenly, a sour and bitter anger, mixed with jealousy, surged from her chest to her throat, burning Tomie with rage.

No, this isn't over.

"I've never called Shinheng-kun or Gen-kun! Who do you think you are! Ugly monster!"

The Slit-Mouthed Woman is now fully awake.

She slowly sat up straight, meeting Tomie's almost fiery gaze without backing down. She was about to pick up the scissors and tear Tomie's mouth apart, but then she suddenly changed her mind and replied with a smile, word by word.

"But it was Gen-kun who told me to call him that."

After a pause, the Slit-Mouthed Woman tilted her head, and a hint of pity appeared in her clear eyes that were visible outside her mask.

"Kawakami...didn't you get permission from Gen-kun to call him Gen-kun?"

With a thud, this directly caused Tomie damage amounting to a million.

Tomie's vision went black, and she nearly fainted, leaving her unable to refute the statement.

"Could it be that Gen-kun has never actually liked you? Otherwise, why wouldn't he allow you to call him Gen-kun?"

The slit-mouthed woman blinked and mercilessly seized the opportunity to deliver another blow, her tone both innocent and naive, as if she were truly thinking of Tomie's best interests.

You...you're talking nonsense! I was clearly here first!

Tomie's eyes instantly reddened, large tears welled up in her eyes, her teeth clenched so tightly they made a grinding sound, she clenched her fists, and her whole body looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, with all its fur standing on end!

"I was the one who met Shinheng first! I was the one who moved into this house first! I was the one who...! I was here first in everything! What do you, you ugly wretch who came later, know?!"

Her voice rose higher and higher, until the last word was tinged with a hoarse sob.

The Slit-Mouthed Woman listened quietly, sighed, and casually uttered a single sentence.

"Is this related to... Yuan-kun telling me to call him Yuan-kun?"

Then everything went black before Tomie's eyes again.

Before she could even recover, the slit-mouthed woman brazenly pulled up the blanket, buried her face in it, and took a deep breath. Then she looked up and said provocatively, "The whole night was filled with Gen-kun's scent. How blissful, Kawakami. You haven't experienced anything like this before, have you?"

Tomie was experiencing one darkness after another.

Tomie was now gritting her teeth. If she weren't outmatched by the Slit-Mouthed Woman, she would have fought her to the death right now!

"It's so noisy, where did this 'loser dog literature' come from?"

The closet door in the corner of the room was pushed open with a whoosh, and Xin Hengyuan crawled out with a speechless expression.

The two "women" turned to look at him at the same time.

The slit-mouthed woman's gaze was gentle and affectionate, filled with Shin Hengyuan, but Tomie's gaze seemed to want to devour Shin Hengyuan alive. Her red eyes and clenched teeth clearly said:

If you don't explain yourself clearly, I'll fight you to the death.

Xinhengyuan rubbed his forehead and decided to strike first.

"We just slept in the same room, not together." Xin Hengyuan rolled his eyes.

When he got back last night, Tomie was already asleep, but Shingen knew that she would definitely climb into his bed again in the morning, so he simply let the Slit-Mouthed Woman sleep in the bed and, like Doraemon, slept in the closet all night.

Of course, the real reason was that Shingen wanted to see what kind of expression Tomie would have when she climbed into Tomie's bed in the morning and saw the Slit-Mouthed Woman.

Now that I see it, he really is a loser.

Xin Hengyuan leaned against the wardrobe door frame, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Look at him! He was so easily defeated by the Slit-Mouthed Woman that his eyes were red and he could barely speak. All his usual arrogance had vanished.

What a jack-of-all-trades, Tomie! She had absolutely no chance against the Slit-Mouthed Woman.

Isn't that Tomie Zakou?

Mixed mouths! Mixed mouths!

With tears welling in her eyes, Tomie bit her lip and pressed, "Shining Genji, why did you bring another woman back? Especially that Slit-Mouthed Woman!"

Shin Hengyuan looked at her expressionlessly and raised an eyebrow.

"Didn't I bring you back too? What's the problem?"

"This is my home. I can bring whoever I want back. You were 'taken in' by me, and so was she. You two are essentially no different."

Tomie was speechless; there was simply no room for rebuttal.

"The Slit-Mouthed Woman? Will you even pay rent?"

Shin Hengyuan asked the slit-mouthed woman.

"Slit-mouthed Woman, will you pay rent?"

The slit-mouthed woman placed her hands together in front of her chest and nodded earnestly: "As long as Gen-kun wants it, everything I have belongs to Gen-kun."

Shin Hengyuan completely ignored those words, shrugged, and looked at Tomie: "Look, raising one is the same as raising two. They're better at fighting than you, more obedient than you, and quieter than you. Why not?"

Tomie panicked immediately, quickly reaching into her breast pocket and pulling out a bank card, waving it frantically: "I...I have money too! There's lots and lots of money in here, all for Shinheng-kun!"

The money in this card certainly wasn't earned by Tomie herself; it was given to her by her suitors. Tomie usually just played a decorative role because if she wanted to buy something, other suitors would pay for it for her.

Tomie never dreamed that she would actually need this.

Shin Hengyuan climbed down from the closet, took the bank card, patted Tomie on the shoulder, and said, "So, Tomie, from now on, just like this. Don't always bother others, and think about what you should do."

"Yuan-kun, am I better?" the slit-mouthed woman suddenly spoke up.

"Shingen-kun, I should be the best, right?" Tomie retorted immediately, not to be outdone.

The two stared at each other simultaneously, their gazes colliding and creating an invisible, intense spark.

New Hengyuan: "..."

Let's fight, the more intense the better.

Let me, the fisherman, pick up the scraps.

Xin Hengyuan silently closed the door and left. He was going to the kitchen to prepare breakfast and lunchboxes for the day.