The Japanese-fear sorcerer who started by taking in Tomie

[Defeat monster Tomie, experience +25]

[Defeat a group of humans, experience +5]

Looking at the face in front of him, now bruised and swollen again, Shin Hengyuan felt a sense of relief. He shook his slightly reddened wrist, his gaze sweeping over the baseball club members lying haphazardly on the ground before returning to Tomie.

Tomie knelt on the ground, supporting herself with her hands, panting heavily. A dark circle appeared around her left eye, a trace of blood hung from the corner of her mouth, and her long, black hair was scattered messily over her shoulders.

Those dark eyes stared intently at Xin Hengyuan through the gaps in her hair, filled with humiliation, anger, and a hint of excitement that she herself was unaware of.

Xinhengyuan withdrew its gaze and began to take stock of its gains.

Four humans only gave a total of 5 experience points. He estimated that the mixed-race strongman named Jack alone contributed 2 points, since Jack's combat power was slightly higher.

Tomie's experience points have been reduced from 50 to 25, so it seems that repeatedly grinding for experience points won't work.

Alas, it seems I'll never become the Sword God of Shili Slope.

Xinhengyuan sighed silently.

He had originally hoped to use Tomie as an experience booster to quickly reach level two or even level three, but now it seems the system had already anticipated this move.

I need to investigate this thoroughly when I get back.

Those strange tales that have physical forms, no special abilities, and low combat strength.

With his current strength, if he were to encounter a ghost story of the level of Sadako or Kayako, he would be doomed.

Shin Hengyuan felt somewhat fortunate. Fortunately, the first ghost story he encountered in this world was Tomie. Apart from her charm and regeneration abilities, her combat power was not much different from that of an ordinary person.

Tomie: I have a feeling that this bastard is thinking something bad.

He snapped out of his thoughts and reached out his hand to Tomie.

"Elbow! Come home with me!"

"You're too dangerous, I have to keep an eye on you!"

Although Tomie was no longer worth much experience to gain, Shin Hengyuan would never allow a monster that hated them to roam freely outside. Especially not one as dangerous as Tomie.

What if this woman hooks up with a high-ranking official one day and then throws a missile at his house? He'll have nowhere to cry then.

Moreover, this is a rare and indestructible living ghost story material.

Once I've mastered necromancy, I can use Tomie's body for experiments. She's not going to die anyway, so why not use her?

I'm sure she won't have any objections.

Shin Hengyuan also wanted to investigate why Tomie was immortal. If they could figure out her regenerative abilities, it would be a huge advantage, whether for extending lifespan or for survival in combat.

At this time, Tomie had no idea how miserable her future life would be.

She reluctantly and awkwardly placed her hand in Xinhengyuan's palm, only to be pulled up by him.

"Hiss—why are you using so much force?"

Tomie's wrist ached from being pulled, and she instinctively tried to pull away.

"Um?"

Xin Hengyuan turned his head and glanced at her indifferently.

"...Okay, I'm not saying anything anymore."

Tomie lowered her head, silently spitting at Shin Hengyuan's retreating figure. "So ungrateful! No wonder you don't have a girlfriend!"

But she was right.

Despite Xin Hengyuan's ambitious appearance, he hasn't even been in a relationship in the more than half a month since he transmigrated.

It's not that I don't want to, it's that I really don't have the time. I'm so busy dealing with the inheritance left by my original parents that I'm constantly on the go.

All the procedures, documents, insurance claims, bank transfers, etc. are too troublesome. An 18-year-old high school student has to deal with all of this on his own. How can he have the energy to think about any pretty girls?

I finally finished all my work yesterday and was thinking of going to a bar for a drink to relax.

Who would have thought that I would run into Tomie?

To make matters worse, he was also targeted by Tomie.

Xin Hengyuan suddenly chuckled softly.

Oh no.

He wasn't the one who was unlucky.

It's Tomie; she's been targeted by Shin Hengyuan.

"You'd better behave yourself. If you try to run away halfway, I'll find a rope and tie you up like a dog and drag you along!"

New Hengyuan threatened.

Tomie thought for a moment.

Being led home like a dog in public.

For Tomie, that was a tremendous humiliation.

If other imposters found out, they would definitely laugh at her.

Tomie nodded decisively.

New Hengjia.

A two-story detached house, similar to Shin-chan's house, a typical Japanese self-built residence. It has an entrance hall, living room, kitchen, bathroom, and four bedrooms, with a total area of ​​nearly 200 square meters.

The house, which the original owner's parents bought when they were alive, has now quietly been transferred to Xinhengyuan's name along with the insurance money. For a high school student living alone, this space is indeed quite empty.

Xin Hengyuan pushed open the courtyard gate, passed through a small, neglected front yard overgrown with weeds, and changed his shoes in the entryway.

Tomie followed him in, her gaze sweeping over a pair of men's slippers and a pair of women's slippers covered in a thin layer of dust in the entryway. Her lips twitched slightly, but she didn't say anything.

Tomie lived in a manor comparable to a 5A-level scenic spot or a luxurious room in a five-star hotel. Where had she ever stayed in such a humble abode?

The living room in the Xinheng family home is not large, but it is kept fairly tidy.

Sofa, coffee table, TV cabinet, and a rarely used LCD TV hanging on the wall.

The kitchen is open-plan, with no piles of dishes in the sink and a light layer of dust on the stove, indicating that the owner has rarely cooked lately.

Although Xin Hengyuan can cook, he has been too busy lately and has no free time at all, so he usually eats out.

"You, a dignified Onmyoji, live in a place like this?"

Tomie stood in the center of the living room, looking around with a disdainful gaze.

Xin Hengyuan threw his schoolbag on the sofa, walked into the kitchen without looking back, opened the refrigerator and glanced inside. There was nothing else, only a few cans of coffee and a carton of milk that was about to expire.

Why would you think I'm an Onmyoji?

"Xinhengyuan opened the milk and asked in confusion.

"You're clearly human, yet you possess such strange powers! If you're not an Onmyoji, then what are you?"

Tomie had a "you can't fool me" look on her face.

Xin Hengyuan chuckled.

"I am not an Onmyoji, I am a sorcerer."

Warlock?

It should be a type of Onmyoji.

Don't try to fool me!

Tomie isn't stupid; she's quite clever and resourceful.

Tomie pondered to herself, then carefully looked around again, finally fixing her gaze on the stairs.

"Is my room upstairs?"

"No."

Xin Hengyuan tilted his head back and took a big gulp of milk, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"You'll sleep in the basement."

"...Your dilapidated house even has a basement?!"

"Of course there are, but they used to be used as storage rooms."

Shin Hengyuan turned off the refrigerator, turned around, leaned against the kitchen counter, and looked at Tomie with a serious expression.

Tomie stood under the living room light, the bruises on her face had mostly faded, and her expression was full of shock and disbelief.

"Shinheng-kun, you're not really planning to make me live in the basement, are you?"

Why do you think I'm joking?