Tokyo, love before they become female ghosts

Fu Jiang is someone who has achieved unified consciousness through physical means and whose body has undergone a bizarre evolution.

Takuya Hase felt utterly desolate. If there was still a chance to save Kazuya and Mako, then there was absolutely no hope left for this unbelievably beautiful monster in front of him.

At this moment, Takuya Hase clearly knew that in addition to facing supernatural pollution that could suddenly cause widespread death and injury at any time, the humans of this world also had to deal with other supernatural threats.

They also need to face a monster whose emotions are extremely unstable and which can physically annihilate humanity.

"What did you do before?"

During a casual inquiry, Takuya Hase spoke with difficulty.

"Ordinary office worker".

"Oh, that's it?"

With undisguised disdain, Fukie frowned and glanced at Hase Takuya beside her.

"What abilities did you gain after you transmigrated?"

"..."

While Hase Takuya remained silent, Fukie slowly turned her head to look at him with a blank expression.

As the silence deepened, the impatience in Fu Jiang's eyes gradually transformed into an uncontrollable ferocity and murderous intent.

"Extract skills from you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Fukie suddenly rushed in front of Hase Takuya, grabbed his neck, and said coldly.

"This is the last time. If you test my patience again, I'll personally grind you into mincemeat and feed you to my dog..."

Amidst the calm threat, Takuya Hase instinctively tightened his grip on the Spirit Suppressing Sword.

Fukie noticed Hase Takuya's movements, and sat down next to him with a playful and teasing look in her eyes.

She held his right hand, which was gripping the Spirit Suppressing Sword, in both hands, and led him and the sword to her snow-white neck.

"you...!"

Amidst Takuya Hase's terrified voice, Fukie, with his hand and the Spirit Suppressing Sword, suddenly slit her own neck.

Blood splattered out instantly, staining Takuya Hase's clothes and face red, and making his eyelids twitch shut in a daze.

Then, under his horrified gaze, Fujang reached into his slashed neck, where large patches of crimson blood stained the wound, and licked it.

"Shall we make a deal?"

"Wh-what..."

"You can try any means to kill me, but if you can't, then it'll be my turn to torture you."

Amidst the burst of crimson light, Fukie, who had straightened up, revealed a mad look on her exquisite and alluring face as she gazed down at Hase Takuya in his seat.

Fu Jiang smeared his own blood on his lips, then sat back down with a cryptic laugh.

Then, in Hase Takuya's bewildered gaze, apart from the crimson stain on Hase Takuya's lips, all the blood that had spurted out of the carriage flew into the air and returned to Fukue's body.

As the car drove along, it soon arrived at a spacious villa in the mountains.

The villa was extremely luxurious, so luxurious that the ground was painted with dense array patterns in white road sign paint, and the green plants were arranged in a specific layout to form an array powerful enough to trap most evil spirits.

As the car stopped, Fukie glanced at Hase Takuya beside her.

Seeing that he remained unmoved, Fujang, having put on her shoes, spoke coldly.

"If I have to remind you to open the door again, I'll cut off one of your fingers."

Amidst the terrifying voice, Takuya Hase could only go to the other side and open the door for Fukie.

Elegantly stepping out of the car and onto the ground, Fu Jiang crossed her arms and walked forward expressionlessly.

The gate opened automatically, and maids dressed in maid skirts walked out of the villa in an orderly fashion and stood on both sides.

"Welcome home, Master."

Takuya Hase followed behind Fukie, looking at these beautiful maids whose expressions were all cut from the same mold, and pursed his lips.

It's obvious that these maids are all under Fukie's control, and in a way that makes them impossible to get rid of.

Stepping into the villa, it was even more luxurious than Takuya Hase had imagined. The first thing you saw was a soft carpet, and all the furniture was made of black wood.

Fu Jiang lazily kicked off her high heels, revealing her slender feet encased in black stockings.

The moment the shoes hit the ground, a maid immediately came over, picked them up, and carefully placed them on the shoe rack.

Takuya Hase changed into the slippers handed to him by the maid, and Fukie's voice came from the front.

"The women in my house are all clean. If you want to do anything, just take them to a corner. But not when I'm sleeping. If you disturb me, I'll kill you all."

As he turned and spoke in a cold tone, aside from a change in Hase Takuya's expression, the maids around him showed no reaction.

Even as Fukie gave the order, the maids around her looked at Hase Takuya with a hint of anticipation.

However, Takuya Hase had no such thoughts; he was now eager to escape from this hellhole.

Fu Jiang looked at Hase Takuya, who was standing beside her, with a mocking smile on her lips.

"Do you know how many so-called important people would kill for the maids I've trained?"

"If you'd like, they can wash your feet with their mouths!"

"I don't want to know..."

"Oh..."

As they walked, the two soon arrived at a garden covered by transparent glass.

The ground was covered with smooth marble tiles, and Fu Jiang walked barefoot on them, looking like a strange and beautiful witch.

Arriving at the central circle in the garden, surrounded by four small fountains, Fukie glanced at the empty space beside her, while Hase Takuya hesitated for a moment before quickly walking over.

Then the floorboards collapsed, and Fukie and Takuya Hase disappeared into the garden.

As the elevator descended, Takuya Hase and Fukie quickly arrived at a spacious basement living room.

There were many researchers walking around here, and judging from their fearful yet weak gazes toward Fu Jiang, it was clear that these researchers had not been corrupted by her spirit.

"I treat talented people very well. After all, the most important thing about talented people is their minds. If you pollute them, many things will lose their creativity."

As soon as she finished speaking, a bespectacled, intelligent-looking female researcher walked over carrying test tubes and blood-drawing equipment.

When the female researcher walked over to Fu Jiang and drew a vial of blood from her, a wicked smile appeared on Fu Jiang's lips.

"Kneel down and let him bite you."

A struggle flashed across the female researcher's face, but she then obediently knelt down.

"you...!"

Takuya Hase took a step back and looked at Fukie with an ugly expression. Fukie turned her head and gave him a half-smile.

"As compensation for intimidating you today, I'll let you have some fun."

"I don't need it."

With an unpleasant expression, Fukie glanced at Hase Takuya with surprise, then a smile of interest appeared on her lips.

Just as the female researcher breathed a sigh of relief, Fu Jiang lifted her chin as if petting a dog.

Snapped!

The glasses fell to the ground, and a bright red stain appeared at the corner of the female researcher's mouth.

"If you're even a fraction of a second slower next time, I'll have your family cut off their own little fingers, make a video, and put it on a loop in your dorm room."

With a malicious smile, the female researcher cried out in terror that she would never do it again.

Looking at her expression, Fujang squatted down, gently touched her swollen face, and spoke softly.

"But you were obedient enough today, so I'll reward your family with $100,000."

"Thank you, Lady Fukue! Thank you, Lady Fukue!"

Amidst the female researcher's terrified and profuse thanks, Fukie turned to look at Hase Takuya and spoke with a smile.

"You must learn to use both kindness and severity."

As soon as she finished speaking, Fukie pointed to the transparent glass room filled with high-tech medical equipment and addressed Hase Takuya.

"Go in."