I'm doing Jujutsu Kaisen in the ninja world.

He wanted as many women as possible to be buried with him!

He even tried to harm the princess, but unfortunately, the princess was heavily guarded and he was not given the chance.

Female celebrities are better; in order to maintain their public image, they'll give someone a chance to get close, no matter how much they dislike them.

The reason he was so eager to sneak in in the middle of the night was because he had heard a rumor these past few days.

It's said that a new female celebrity is actually a princess from some country, which is why she has huge funds behind her to help her rise to fame.

At this point, he was too lazy to distinguish between the truth and falsehood of these messages.

His greatest obsession before his death was to drag a princess down with him.

So he came, but he also failed.

After hearing this somewhat bizarre and utterly unsympathetic tale, Shinji was about to send him off when he discovered that the man had already breathed his last.

He carried this "magic mirror" with him for a long time, never leaving it day or night, for fear of losing it.

The consequence of doing this is that you will exhaust all the remaining years of your life.

After the previous series of shocks, he naturally died.

Even without Shinji and the others' intervention, this guy's body would probably have been discovered in a few days.

However, in that case, the Magic Mirror might fall into the hands of some people with ulterior motives.

Shinji possesses an immortal body, so naturally he is not afraid of the side effects of this [Magic Mirror].

In addition, he can conduct a test.

He put the [Magic Mirror] directly into his [Shadow Pocket].

The side effects mentioned above indicate that the body will constantly drain the holder's vital energy.

The concept of 'holder' is very vague.

Does holding the item count as ownership, or is carrying it on your person considered ownership?

What if I pick it up and then throw it away?

Based on the story told by Yusuke Katagiri and the other person's physical condition, Shinji speculated that the medium for this side effect was contact, or that one had to be very close to the human body to absorb the essence.

The Shadow Pocket is essentially another space, and the Magic Mirror probably can't do anything inside it.

Shinji felt that his guess was probably correct. After putting it into the Shadow Pocket, the faint feeling of energy loss he had just experienced disappeared instantly.

"Not bad, I got a spell tool for free."

Shinji was in a good mood. Not only that, this mission was being paid for with a combination of magical tools and money.

In other words, by taking this guy's corpse to the underground gold exchange, he can get another useless cursed artifact for free.

After all, even he didn't expect that the real culprit was just an ordinary human being.

This also explains why the person who received this commission was never able to find out the truth.

Unless caught red-handed like him, who would suspect someone whose body has been ravaged by alcohol and sex?

Dragging a corpse, Shinji arrived at the door of Tamamo Hotaru's room.

Upon entering, one sees the white fox, Jiaoyue, guarding Yuzao Hotaru's side, baring its teeth at the door and whimpering warningly.

However, upon seeing that the person who entered was Shinji, it immediately changed its expression and wagged its tail ingratiatingly.

Seeing this, Shinji chuckled and scolded, "You're a fox, why do you always act like a dog?"

Jiaoyue didn't feel ashamed at all; instead, she wagged her tail even more happily and nudged her sleeping master with her head.

Shinji knew that Tamamo Hotaru had been infected, but he didn't expect that the guy would be lost in his dream for so long.

Clearly, the power of this [Magic Mirror] may be even greater than he expected.

"Don't worry, she's just asleep and dreaming."

No sooner had Shinji finished speaking than someone was heard talking in their sleep, saying, "You must refer to yourself as a servant, understand, Shinji, you big jerk! Hehe...hehehe~"

Jiaoyue stared wide-eyed at Shen Si, then helplessly covered her forehead with her paw.

Master, oh Master, I really can't help you this time.

[333. Chapter 327 Anything Can Be Dreamed Of (One more chapter coming later)]

"Hahahaha, raise your head and let this queen see you."

Tamamo Hotaru leaned lazily on the two-meter-wide throne, using a black leather whip to lift Shinji's chin.

Shinji, dressed in the flamboyant attire of a geisha, with tears in his eyes, obediently raised his head.

"Please, Your Majesty, have mercy!"

"Pity? No! This queen prefers the rough. Guards, carry him back to your palace, wahahahahaha."

. . . . . .

"Hahaha... Wahahahaha..."

"You've finally met your match! Take a whip from this queen!"

"Go ahead and scream! The louder you scream, the more excited this queen will be! Wahahaha..."

Seeing her master grinning and talking in his sleep, Jiaoyue wisely hid in the distance, afraid of getting splattered with blood later.

Didn't you see that the lord's face was now as black as the bottom of a pot, and he was moving his hands and feet with a forced smile?

"Master, even if you really have such thoughts in your heart, you can't just say them out loud!"

Sigh, my teammates are too bad, I just can't carry the game.

Forget it, I'm doomed.

Jiaoyue simply closed her eyes, plugged her ears, and went to sleep.

I'll go collect the owner's body tomorrow...

Then Shinji gave a cold laugh and said in a low voice, "Wake up!"

In order to wake Tamamo Hotaru from her dreamlike state, he had to use a spell.

Because the sleeping effect she was under came from the cursed object, when she would wake up depended on her own mental strength and willpower; she could not be awakened by external force alone.

Otherwise, Katagiri Yusuke wouldn't be able to do whatever he wanted.

I was giving a patient an injection when the patient suddenly woke up. Can you imagine how awkward that would be?

However, since [spells] are a type of magic, they can break the effects of this type, so it can be considered that it has encountered its nemesis.

In her dream, Tamamo Hotaru was wildly wielding a small leather whip, relentlessly lashing someone, her laughter exceptionally unrestrained and joyful.

After all, the effect of the [Magic Mirror] will plunge the victim into an absolute dream, from which they will not want to wake up.

God knows why she would dream of something like this instead of seeking revenge for her country.

Could it be that, subconsciously, taking revenge on someone brings her the greatest pleasure?

Do not understand!

Then, with a snap, the dream woven by the [Magic Mirror] collapsed.

Filled with a profound sense of emptiness, Tamamo Hotaru opened her eyes in a daze.

"Huh? Where am I? Wasn't I..."

"Shinji slave!"

Oh no, we're doomed!

The moment Tamamo Hotaru uttered the name from her dream, her face turned deathly pale and she broke out in a cold sweat.

Because she finally distinguished between reality and dreams!

He recalled the scene before he was ambushed and knocked unconscious, and he also remembered where he was.

"Hehe, little slave?"

Shinji's smile grew increasingly terrifying; his gleaming white teeth, illuminated by the moonlight, made him look like a man-eating demon.

"No, I...I...I was just dreaming, I don't know...I wasn't talking about you..."

In her panic, Tamamo Hotaru began to ramble incoherently, and even she herself did not know what she was saying.

Then she hurriedly searched for Jiaoyue's figure. At this moment, only the cute little fox could save her life.

However, before she could find Jiaoyue, a dark face radiating a terrifying murderous aura appeared before her, almost touching the tip of her nose.

"Ah... Waaah."

"Shh, don't scream! Or I'll kill you."

With tears in her eyes, Tamamo Hotaru covered her mouth tightly and nodded frantically.

"Now tell me, what did you dream about? Oh, right, I like kids who tell the truth. The last guy who lied to me is probably two meters old by now."

"Then...if I tell the truth, can you forgive me this time?"

"I can let you leave this world peacefully and with more dignity."

"Waaaaah... I was wrong, I'm sorry!"

. . . . . .

The next day, early in the morning, everyone noticed that Tamamo Hotaru was acting strangely, running around like a maid.

Even during meals, she would stand to the side.

With just a glance from Shinji, she would immediately put down her rice bowl, refill his rice and pour him water, her face full of flattery.

"Hey, pour me a glass of water too."

"I also want."

"No time! Pour yourself if you want a drink!"

Tamamo Hotaru rejected Hidan and Tobi's requests without hesitation, but when facing Shinji, she changed her tune completely.

"Lord Shinji, is this water temperature alright?"