The Japanese-fear sorcerer who started by taking in Tomie

"Senior, senior!"

Fujiwara Chizuru put down the ancient book in her hand, looked at Shin Hengyuan who rushed in like a gust of wind, and sighed helplessly.

"Why are you back again?"

Shingen stood in front of the reception desk and asked Fujiwara Chizuru, "Senpai, do you know about Uzumaki?"

"Whirlpool, what is that?" Fujiwara Chizuru asked, her brows furrowing slightly in confusion.

"Are you talking about Umibozu?"

Umibozu, also known as Umizato, is a sea monster in Japanese folklore, often appearing as a bald, giant monk. Legend says it demands payment from passing ships, and if the ship is not satisfied with the payment, it will create a massive whirlpool that swallows it up.

In Fujiwara Chizuru's memory, besides Umibozu, there were many other giant monsters that could create whirlpools at sea.

But Umibozu was the most famous, so she subconsciously said that name first. However, she really didn't understand why Shin Hengyuan would come back specifically to ask about this, since she hadn't heard of any great sea demons causing trouble recently.

Fujiwara Chizuru leaned back in her chair, picked up her teacup, and waited for Shin Hengyuan to give an explanation.

Seeing Fujiwara Chizuru's furrowed brows, Shin Hengyuan knew that he wouldn't get anything out of her if he asked any further questions, so he changed the subject and his tone suddenly became exceptionally obsequious.

"Senior, there's something I need your help with again."

"Explain this vortex thing to me first! I'll consider helping you resolve your issue!" Fujiwara Chizuru squinted at Shin Hengyuan.

Xinhengyuan sensed a faint but palpable killing intent.

Fujiwara Chizuru hated two kinds of people the most in her life: the first was the damned eunuch who cut off the watch, and the second was the riddle-maker who only spoke halfway through his sentence!

You now have three choices!

Fujiwara Chizuru held up three fingers and counted them down one by one.

"First, tell me everything you know. Second, tell me everything you know. Third, tell me everything you know, and in return, you'll owe me a third favor."

New Hengyuan: "..."

Senior, this isn't a choice at all! Because there's no choice at all!

And when did I ever owe you three favors?

"Senior, how come I owe you three favors?!" Xin Hengyuan's voice was almost forced out.

Fujiwara Chizuru spoke with an air of complete nonchalance, leisurely sipping her tea.

"Does helping you suppress the bombing of the women's restroom count?"

"……Calculate."

"Telling you what spiritual power and demonic power are, does that count?"

"No, didn't you say there would be no consequences?"

"Wait, didn't you say there would be no consequences?"

"That's right, this is what it means to have no cost. What kind of cost is owing someone a favor?"

Fujiwara Chizuru put down her teacup, a sly glint in her eyes behind her frameless glasses. "Don't you know that what's free is often the most expensive?"

"walk slowly"

Xin Hengyuan was silent for a moment, then squeezed out a single word through gritted teeth.

Shin Hengyuan was just feeling grateful that there were still many good people in the world, but before long, his dear Fujiwara-senpai gave him a vivid lesson and dealt him a heavy blow.

"There's an old Chinese saying that goes, 'Those who indulge in drugs are heroes.' Shinheng, you're on the right track." Fujiwara Chizuru nodded in satisfaction.

Shin Hengyuan's expression instantly went out of control.

A drug addict? You're just being pragmatic! Stop speaking in that broken Chinese, senior, are you some kind of Japanese officer?!

Shin Hengyuan took a deep breath and looked at Fujiwara-senpai in front of him, who seemed to still be smugly pleased with herself.

"Senior, who taught you Chinese...?" Xin Hengyuan tried to make his tone as tactful as possible.

"I study on my own. There are a few Chinese textbooks in the library, and I just flip through them when I have nothing to do."

Fujiwara Chizuru took a sip of tea, paused, and then added, "What's wrong? Is your pronunciation off?"

Standard? It barely touches on the topic of standards; it's not standard at all.

But remembering he still needed their help, Xinhengyuan could only reluctantly give a thumbs-up and say without batting an eye, "Standard, absolutely standard! This is the most standard Chinese I've ever heard!"

Fujiwara Chizuru's lips curled slightly as she put down her teacup, clearly pleased with the answer.

"Don't change the subject. What exactly is that vortex? Tell me the truth."

"How about this, you tell me, and I'll help you suppress that matter. You can also make a request of me, okay?"

Xinhengyuan knew that this time there was no way to get around it.

Never mind, I've already said it.

It's wishful thinking for him to single-handedly confront an existence of the Vortex Galaxy's caliber.

Instead of trying to figure it out on your own, it's better to hand it over to this Fujiwara-senpai, who is clearly someone of high status, and see how a real professional would handle it.

So he recounted in detail the story of the vortex demon that had happened not long ago, as well as some other things about the vortex.

Of course, Shin Hengyuan could not reveal the matter of the Vortex Galaxy. Not to mention that he was just an ordinary student who could not even distinguish between spiritual power and demonic power before he met Fujiwara Chizuru. How could an outsider suddenly know about the crisis on a distant planet?

Besides, what good would it do to say it? At present, even New Hengyuan itself cannot be sure whether the vortex demon is related to the vortex.

Of course, it would be even better if it were unrelated.

The vortex is a calamity capable of destroying the world, but as long as it is dealt with properly before the events in Black Vortex Town get completely out of control, it will not attract the attention of the Vortex Galaxy itself.

The calamity of the vortex cannot be compared with the clearly catastrophic existences like Hell Star or Fish Star.

However, if left unchecked, it is highly likely to attract the attention of the vortex galaxy itself.

Black Vortex Town is essentially a signal transmitter. The vortex phenomena that have appeared recently are just residual energy released when the transmitter awakens from its slumber.

These unusual vortex phenomena, in turn, further amplify the signal transmitter's signal, making it even easier to attract the attention of the vortex galaxy.

What New Hengyuan cannot determine is whether that vortex galaxy is a civilization or a living galaxy.

In the special episode, the description of it is extremely vague, only mentioning that the group discovered a new galaxy, without any further details.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that the so-called vortex galaxy is also subject to spiritual pollution.

Fujiwara Chizuru's expression grew increasingly serious as she listened, until finally her brows furrowed and her eyes were fixed on Shin Hengyuan as she spoke coldly.

Are you sure?

Xinhengyuan nodded solemnly.

"I'm absolutely certain!"

"Where did you find out?" Fujiwara Chizuru pressed, her gaze never leaving his face.

Shin Heng Yuan knew she would ask that question.

He paused for two seconds, then raised his head, feigning a weathered look, met her gaze, and said calmly, "As you know, I grew up in Black Vortex Town when I was very young, and I've heard about this curse since I was a child."

"I understand. I'll have someone investigate and I'll let you know if there's anything. If I find out you're lying to me, you're dead!" Fujiwara Chizuru stared intently at Shin Hengyuan, as if trying to find a flaw in his face.

"Okay!" Xin Hengyuan gave an OK sign, turned around and walked out of the library, gently closing the door behind him.

Fujiwara Chizuru raised her hand.

The next second, a dark shadow silently slid out from the shadows deep within the bookshelf. It was a slender tengu with its black wings neatly folded behind it. Its face was covered with an ancient Noh mask, revealing only a pair of sharp, knife-like eyes.

It knelt on one knee, hands hanging down, awaiting command.

"Tengu, go and investigate whether it's true."

"Understood, Your Highness!"

"But there's one thing I don't understand: why not just seize that kid? I'm skilled in interrogation; I'm sure I can make him spill everything!"

Fujiwara Chizuru didn't turn around. She simply picked up the cup of green tea on the table, which had long since gone cold, took a small sip, and then spoke softly.

"Tengu, you've lived all these years and haven't improved at all? Didn't you notice the aura of that person on him? Or are you trying to—kill me?"

"Your subordinate wouldn't dare!"

The tengu immediately lowered its head.