Tokyo, love before they become female ghosts

Chapter 81 Stay away from Takuya, I won't kill you.

As the two women sat facing each other, all the few customers in the izakaya turned their attention to them.

As they gazed at the alluring and seductive woman and the handsome tomboy with a touch of sensuality, most of the guests, sensing the awkward atmosphere between them, looked on with amusement.

A small number of people, not wanting to get into trouble, quickly finished their beer and left.

Her slender fingers unconsciously twirled along the rim of the cup, and Fu Jiang's narrow eyes looked at Mako across from her with a half-smile.

"No doubt about admitting your mistake?"

"It's impossible for me to admit I'm wrong."

"Kawakami Fukie".

"Mako Yamamura."

As she spoke casually, Fukie's ink-black hair, with its invisible cells floating through the air towards Mako, was revealed to be invisible to the naked eye.

Since we've already run into them, it wouldn't be in my style not to teach them a lesson.

Her eyes glanced at Mako's ample bosom, which was clearly bulging out of her coat, and Fukie couldn't help but recall the look of disgust in Hase Takuya's eyes as he looked at her chest.

Thinking of this, Fukie's gaze toward Mako's breasts also revealed a hint of hostility.

Looking at Mako, whose skin was bronze, across from her, an extremely wicked thought popped into Fukue's mind.

Once we've got her under control, let's cut off those two eyesores and disgusting creatures.

Fu Jiang has no interest in, and would never, tamper with, her body.

However, there are some things we must objectively acknowledge our shortcomings in.

While she acknowledged it, Fu Jiang never said she would choose to accept it.

What should you do if they don't accept it?

Naturally, those unsightly things were dealt with.

If these two eyesores weren't there, Takuya Hase wouldn't be able to compare himself to anyone anymore, right?

Killing her would be one thing, but this woman clearly has a complicated relationship with Hase Takuya. Killing her might provoke Hase Takuya to rebel.

However, after cutting off these two lumps of excess fat, I'll restore her to her original state when Hase Takuya comes begging me for help.

Just thinking about the complex expression on Hase Takuya's face when he saw Mako's flat chest, and the way she knelt in front of her and begged in a low voice, Fukie couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle.

Then her neck broke.

It ended very suddenly, and without a sound.

So much so that even after Fujang's body instincts returned, she was still somewhat unaware of what was happening.

Inside the izakaya, Fukie twisted her neck with a terrifying expression and looked at Mako across from her, speaking coldly.

"A superhuman?"

A hint of doubt appeared in Mako's eyes. She had just broken the neck of this strange woman, so why wasn't she dead?

"Rebirth..."

As Mako's calm murmur faded, a ferocious glint of murderous intent appeared in Fukie's eyes.

"I've changed my mind..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Fukie's cells surged wildly toward Mako in front of her.

Then she was surprised to find that her cells were unable to enter Mako's body.

Moreover, Fu Jiang discovered that his mental pollution had no effect on this despicable woman.

It was as if an invisible and impenetrable barrier stood in front of the two of them, and no matter how Fujiang tried, she could not break through it.

This discovery caused Fukie's brows to furrow tightly, while also making Mako's gaze across from her become even more indifferent.

"What did you do to Takuya?"

Fukie's unpleasant expression froze for a moment after hearing those words, then she revealed a look of interest, leaned back in her chair, crossed her legs, and propped her chin up as she looked at Mako.

Guess~

As soon as he finished speaking, a man who was eating chrysanthemum squid sushi suddenly grabbed the fork in front of him, raised it sharply, and plunged it deep into his eye.

Blood spurted out, but no one around reacted.

Mako frowned at the man and instantly released her telekinesis to stop his suicide attempt.

However, he discovered that as soon as he withdrew his mental energy, the man would start stabbing him again in a frenzy.

Even though his brain was already smashed to pieces, he didn't stop moving.

Upon noticing this, Mako turned her gaze to Fukie across from her.

"What exactly are you?"

Fu Jiang smiled to this.

"How rude of you! Asking a beautiful woman what she is, but treating her like she's not even human. Didn't your parents teach you proper manners?"

"Or are you some unwanted, money-losing commodity?"

"My mother is mentally ill, and my father is crazy."

When the calm and crisp voice rang out, Fu Jiang was stunned for a moment.

What's wrong with this woman? Normal people would at least react to being mocked, even if they don't retaliate.

Why could she say such a thing with such a calm expression?

"Stay away from Takuya, and I won't kill you."

Hearing Mako's calm threat, Fukie's eyes flashed with disdain.

"Kill me? Do as you please."

As soon as she finished speaking, a massive amount of psychic power instantly enveloped the entire izakaya. To her surprise, Fukie found herself and Mako in a dimly lit basement.

Before she could react, a massive surge of psychic power instantly flooded her mind, crushing her brain in an instant.

Blood splattered onto Mako's face, but froze in mid-air.

I can't get my clothes dirty, because if Takuya finds out, he'll definitely ask me all sorts of questions, and I can't let him worry.

Moreover, there's something wrong with this blood; it contains a strange kind of spiritual energy.

As soon as the thought crossed her mind, Fujang's body suddenly exploded.

After dealing with Fue, just as Mako was about to return to the izakaya, to her slightly surprised gaze, one Fue after another suddenly and quickly appeared before her.

"That's interesting..."

Amidst their maniacal laughter and murmurs, the group of Fukie immediately rushed towards Mako in front of them.

Mako suddenly stood up from her chair, her psychic power exploding once more, and the dozen or so Fujō around her fell to the ground like wrung-out rags.

Then, to Mako's surprise, she discovered that this blood was rapidly growing into more and more Fue.

"Hehehe..."

"Haha~"

"Ara ara~"

Fukie looked at Mako, who was frowning, with a sneer, interest, or excitement.

"Come on, come and kill me~"

As soon as she finished speaking, Fukie and the others charged towards Mako again.

Mako frowned as she looked at the Fujō, and with a burst of her psychic power, she exploded into a pile of flesh and blood, leaving only the original Fujō.

"What exactly are you?"

"Well, who knows?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Fujang, accompanied by numerous clones, charged towards Mako with a sinister grin.

Fu Jiang, who was charging towards him, leaped up halfway and delivered a beautiful spinning kick to his head.

Mako easily dodged by taking a small step back, then grabbed her ankle and slammed her heavily to the ground like a sandbag.

Bang!

A muffled thud accompanied the sound of bones and internal organs breaking. Looking at Fukie, who was bleeding from her mouth and nose and was in pain but still alive, Mako's eyebrows furrowed more and more.

Seeing the other Fujiang rushing up again, Mako pondered for a moment. With a distortion of space, the Fujiang and Mako appeared in a wide ruin.