Tokyo, love before they become female ghosts

Looking at his own panel and then at Fukie, who was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, Takuya Hasegawa felt as if he were running naked.

Looking at the ambiguous smile in Fukie's eyes, Takuya Hase felt a deep sense of powerlessness in the face of this manipulative witch.

Fukie watched as Hasegawa Takuya remained silent and did not urge her, but waited patiently, her toes twitching with interest as she wore slippers encased in gold stockings.

After much deliberation, Hase Takuya decided to tell Fukie about the changes to his panel.

As soon as he finished speaking, a look of satisfaction appeared in Fu Jiang's eyes. He got up and sat down on the armrest of the sofa.

The dress revealed her shapely hips and rounded thighs beneath the side hem. A faint smile appeared on Fu Jiang's lips as she took his hand and placed it on her lap amidst his complex expression.

"Very wise of you, you didn't choose to deceive me. This is a reward for you~"

Under her influence, the silky feel of the gold stockings traveled through his palms to his mind, but Takuya Hase had no romantic thoughts and only wanted to escape from this witch as soon as possible.

Seeing that Takuya Hase did not show the look of infatuation that she wanted to see, Fukie's expression suddenly became extremely ugly and terrifying.

"What's with that look? In all my years, you're the first person of the opposite sex to touch my thigh! Cheer up!"

As the cold, sharp words were spoken while gripping Hase Takuya's cheek, Hase Takuya's lips twitched for a long time.

"I can't do it."

Fu Jiang swiftly moved closer to Hase Takuya, looking at him with icy eyes devoid of any warmth.

After a long while, a dangerous smile reappeared on Fu Jiang's lips.

"Considering how special you are, I will grant you the right to make your own choices."

As she spoke, Fukie picked up Hase Takuya's hand and raised it upwards.

Her red lips parted slightly, and under his furrowed gaze, she extended her tongue and licked it seductively before taking a sudden bite.

A sharp pain suddenly shot through him, and Hase Takuya shoved her away abruptly.

Pushed onto the carpet by Takuya Hase, Fukie stood up, looking at Takuya Hase, who was clutching his fingers with a look of disgust and fear in his eyes.

"So this is what emotions look like in a man's eyes, besides fanaticism and infatuation~"

With a frenzied tone, Fu Jiang licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, swallowed it, and sat down on the sofa again.

"What exactly do you want to do?!"

"Looking for fun~"

With a nonchalant air, Fukie looked at Hase Takuya with a half-smile.

"And right now, you are the greatest source of amusement for me."

"You son of a bitch...!"

Seeing Takuya Hasegawa's near-collapse, Fukie put away her frivolousness and transformed into a high and mighty queen, resting her chin on her hand and looking at him lazily and elegantly.

In the silent exchange of glances, it was finally Hase Takuya who dejectedly lowered his head.

"What exactly is your purpose?"

"I just want to see what kind of changes your unique existence, combined with mine, can cause in this world."

Upon hearing this, Hase Takuya looked up at Fukie.

"What do you mean?"

Fu Jiang raised an eyebrow.

"It's simple, just see what you're capable of in this world."

"After all, in novels, those time travelers always end up standing at the top of the world. I want to see if you can do that too."

With a half-smile, Fujang's fingers slowly slid down her chest.

"If you really do that, I can become yours too~"

With an alluring voice, her fingertips slid down her chest until they stopped at her most sensitive spot.

Glancing at Hase Takuya's reaction, Fukie's lips curled into a mocking smile.

"I thought you were a block of wood."

Takuya Hase took a deep breath with a grim expression and chose to keep his mouth shut.

"Don't worry~ I'm not lying to you, I really haven't been touched by anyone else, not even my clone."

"Because they simply can't stay rational when facing me, and in the end they just end up making a bloody mess, which is not gentlemanly at all."

With a tone that was both coquettish and resentful, Takuya Hasegawa opened Fukie's control panel.

【Name - Kawakami Fukie - Bloodshed】

[Trait: An extremely frenzied ego, an unstoppable killing spree]

[Humanity: 1 points]

[Ghostly Principle: 92 points]

[Abilities: Flesh and Blood Allure, Desire Coupling, Infinite Splitting, Shared Memories, Mental Pollution, Body Stealing, Atomic Regeneration...]

[Warning: The target's Ghostly Reason points have exceeded 70. Please kill the target immediately or escape from the target's vicinity!]

"Are you looking at my control panel?"

Takuya Hase looked up and gave Fukie a cold glance. At this moment, he had completely lost the will to deal with this crazy woman.

Seeing Hase Takuya's expressionless face, Fukie's lips curled up slightly, and she stopped trying to provoke him.

After all, what I want is a decent playmate, not someone I personally push to the opposite side.

"If you're not going to talk, you can get out."

Takuya Hase glanced at Fukie, then got up and left the bedroom without any hesitation.

With the door closed, Fujang was once again alone in the bedroom.

She picked up the juice on the table, took a sip, and a thoughtful look flashed in Fu Jiang's alluring eyes.

With a snap, the door was suddenly opened, and Fujang's expression turned utterly terrifying.

"I remember saying that you shouldn't bother me without my permission..."

"Find someone to take me out."

Before Fukie could finish speaking, Hasegawa Takuya's helpless voice came from behind.

Fujang paused for a moment, then turned around to look at Hasegawa Takuya, who was leaning against the door frame with a frustrated expression, but could only honestly ask for help.

"Pfft..."

Amidst the laughter that reached her lips, Fu Jiang trembled uncontrollably.

No, she can't tremble...

"puff!"

Before Takuya Hase could react, Fukie appeared before him like a ghost and kicked him hard in the stomach, sending him flying.

Before Hase Takuya could get up, Fukie stood in front of his head and stomped on it.

Enraged, Hase Takuya grabbed her ankle, pulled her to the ground, and pinned her hands down, speaking angrily.

"What's wrong with you?!"

"Do you think I don't know what you were thinking just now?!"

"..."

"hiss!!"

A large chunk of flesh was torn from his wrist, and Fujang coldly stood up, biting his own flesh.

"Pfft, you stinky man."

"Ha, you crazy woman."

During the standoff between the two, the servants and bodyguards in the corridor remained motionless.

A moment later, Fu Jiang's anger turned into a playful smile as she went to Hasegawa Takuya, straightened the collar of his shirt that she had messed up, and said in a gentle tone.

"If you dare to look at my chest and think any more impolite things, I'll cut off your breasts and feed them to you."

"....sorry."

The sudden apology startled Fujang for a moment, then she smiled slightly and waved to the maid behind her.

"Send him back."

Before Hase Takuya could react, Fukie turned around and gracefully disappeared down the corridor.

In the bedroom, watching the car carrying Takuya Hasegawa leave the manor on the surveillance footage, Fukie stretched lazily, then found the remote control on the coffee table and pressed it.

The wall directly opposite the bed, which looked exactly like the surrounding walls, suddenly transformed into an LCD screen. Fu Jiang went to the bed and lay down lazily.

"Terminal, bring both Number One and Number Three into the conference room."

"OK."

After the synthesized voice finished speaking, and a short wait followed, three figures with distinct personalities appeared on the screen.