In Tokyo, building the Holy Light Girls team

Golden light burst forth in an instant.

Xia Mu felt that under the golden light, his stiff body gradually recovered, including his rapidly beating heart, which instantly became stable.

He also discovered that the golden light seemed to have an effect on Nakamura Ichiro as well. The two shadowy arms suddenly retracted and broke free from the restraints on Natsuki's ankles!

We can't let him escape!

After a thought popped into his head, almost imperceptibly, Xia Mu reached his left hand towards the shadowy arm—

The moment the touch occurred, the palm was enveloped in golden light, as if boiling water had been poured onto ice. White smoke rose from the shadowy arm, and Nakamura Ichiro's shrill roar followed.

"Let me go! Damn it! Let me go right now!!!"

Before the other party could resist, Xia Mu hardened his heart and dragged the shadowy arm over. Nakamura Ichiro, who had been desperately hiding in the depths of darkness, was pulled and flew towards Xia Mu!

"hateful!!!"

At this moment, Xia Mu saw the other party's ferocious face and the look of disbelief and shock reflected in his eyes. Without hesitation, he clenched his right fist, which was also shrouded in golden light, and threw it out!

"You dare mess with me? Go to hell!"

Teetering between life and death, even the usually calm Xia Mu couldn't control himself at this moment, and his violent fists became the outlet, venting all his anger on Nakamura Ichiro's face!

boom!

A burst of golden light erupted, and Nakamura Ichiro's demonic face instantly deformed. At the same time, his body was sent flying by Natsuki at an even faster speed!

"what--"

As Ichiro Nakamura's shrill scream faded into the darkness, the surrounding mist suddenly dissipated.

The night was dotted with starlight, and rows of streetlights emitted a soft glow. Apart from the absence of pedestrians, where was the eerie and terrifying scene from before?

Xia Mu withdrew his fist, the golden light dissipated, and his chest heaved violently. After a long while, he finally exhaled.

"Am I... back...?"

Only now did Xia Mu realize that he had just walked between life and death. If it weren't for the cross, he probably would have been dead already!

Thinking of this, Xia Mu looked down at the cross in his hand. There was no longer any mystical power on it, and it was just like the one he remembered... No!

Upon closer inspection, a faint golden light floats within the bead in the center of the cross. By concentrating, the golden light undulates within the bead, allowing one to use the power again!

In the depths of his being, Xia Mu also came to know the true nature of this power: it was the holy light that could subdue all evil and strange phenomena!

It was thanks to the special properties of the Holy Light that he was able to escape from that dangerous situation.

It should be noted that using Holy Light seems to require a certain amount of physical strength. If you fight for a long time, it may put a heavy burden on your body and even threaten your life!

At this moment, as if he had thought of something, Xia Mu's expression turned serious!

He looked up at the moon in the sky and murmured, "This so-called modern new world doesn't seem to be as peaceful as I imagined..."

……

The scene shifts, and Xia Mu has returned home.

Since he lived alone, he simply took off his clothes and tossed them onto the sofa. His natural muscle definition perfectly matched the description of "looking slim in clothes but muscular without them."

Xia Mu sat down at the computer, placed the cross on the table, and started looking up information online.

"really……"

A headless, dismembered body was found in the house...

Students keep going missing...

A mountain village that vanished overnight...

These news articles that Xia Mu had previously browsed all depicted phenomena that science has yet to explain.

He hadn't paid much attention to it before, but thinking back to the scene of encountering the ghosts, perhaps their shadows were among them!

and--

He picked up the cross and, while searching online, compared it with other information, trying to find clues related to the cross.

As a result, after screening dozens of useless website listings, he completely gave up on the idea.

"Hmm, I should probably go back to the original owner's hometown sometime. Maybe I can find some clues about this thing..."

Before he knew it, it was already late at night. A strong sense of drowsiness washed over him, making Xia Mu's eyelids grow heavier and heavier. Finally, he couldn't resist the sleepiness and drifted off to sleep.

"By the way... I'll never be a pushover again..."

Under the soft glow of the computer screen, the golden light within the bead still floated, reflecting Xia Mu's sleeping face and gradually smoothing away his furrowed brows...

……

Chapter 3 Photos

Jingle Bell……

The continuous noises forcibly woke Xia Mu from his deep sleep. He stretched and felt like he had inexhaustible energy.

"That's strange, I think I had a nightmare last night?"

Xia Mu blinked in confusion, not thinking too much about it. She simply picked up the alarm clock from the side as a matter of habit. When she saw that it showed 8:20, her eyes widened immediately!

"Oh no! I'm going to be late for class!"

As a psychology teacher, Xia Mu's courses were originally electives, and the classes she was responsible for only needed to attend one class per month. Compared to teachers of regular courses, her teaching pressure was quite small.

However, the suicide rate in China has been rising recently, and more than 70 percent of them are among junior and senior high school students!

As a result, psychology quickly became an important course in schools.

In addition to not participating in the entrance examination, corresponding class attendance targets and exams will be set, and Xia Mu's classes will be held once a week for each class.

If the dean of academic affairs hadn't also served as a psychology teacher, the fifteen classes across the three grades at Tokyo Gakuen would have been enough to keep Natsuki extremely busy.

Even so, he still has two classes he can't avoid every day: he teaches first-year high school students in the morning and second-year high school students in the afternoon.

……

"...Straighten your chest...Inhale...Three, two, one...Exhale...Repeat it again..."

In the classroom of Class E of Grade 11, Xia Mu was walking around the aisle between the desks, keeping an eye on the students.

This is a way to relieve psychological stress.

With the increasingly heavy academic burden, using this method can alleviate stress to some extent and is an essential part of the daily classes.

As he walked around, female students would occasionally glance at Xia Mu, only to shrink back like startled rabbits the next second.

You can tell they were trying their best to keep their expressions normal, but their earlobes inevitably turned red, revealing the girls' obvious excitement!

These students are going through a period of explosive hormone activity.

Xia Mu, with his tall and handsome figure and intellectual appearance wearing glasses, was even more charming, naturally winning the favor of the female students.

Furthermore, Natsuki was voted the most popular male teacher at Tokyo Academy for three consecutive years, which shows just how popular he is!

However, Xia Mu was used to the female students' attention. He simply pressed his hand down and returned to the podium after the students finished their "breathing" movements.

"Next, please open your textbooks, we will talk about..."

It has to be said that a teacher's good looks seem to make students more focused during class.

As Xia Mu explained, their eyes followed him the whole time, and the content of the book unconsciously entered their minds.

However, when Xia Mu walked to the last row, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and he tapped the table, saying, "Hand it over."

"It's so noisy, can't you see I'm busy..."

The boy seemed to snap out of his daze, paused his hand reaching into the desk, and, feeling Xia Mu's increasingly "burning" gaze, obediently handed over his phone.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Natsuki."

While the students were talking, Xia Mu subconsciously glanced at the content on her phone. When she saw the photo on the screen, her heart skipped a beat.

It was a slightly blurry photo.

A figure with downcast hair, dressed in a white gauze dress, is standing by the window. Even though the photo was taken from a great distance, he can still see a pair of blood-red eyes under the hair, as if they could freeze the soul completely.

A sense of déjà vu surfaced in Xia Mu's mind; he suddenly remembered what had happened last night—

Could it be that guy?

No, it doesn't look quite right...

Xia Mu glanced at the photo and saw that it came from a group chat, which included not only the boy but also the names of other students in the class.

At the same time, strange words such as "Fujii High School female student", "missing", and "unidentified figure" appeared in the group.

Although she vaguely sensed something, Xia Mu, as a psychology teacher, still glared at the student and said:

"Seriously! You dare to daydream in the class of the most handsome male teacher in the whole school? Come find me after school, you hear me?!"

"what……"

The students slumped down instantly, while Xia Mu put his phone in his pocket and continued talking about the content of the textbook.

"...Next, I will talk about..."

Shortly after, the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class. Xia Mu put away his textbooks and left the classroom amidst the students' thanks, heading towards the office.

As he walked down the corridor, he once again attracted the attention of many female students, whose eyes turned into hearts, but Xia Mu remained unmoved.

Although these students are close to adulthood in terms of age, they are still children at heart.

For Xia Mu, he still prefers more mature women, such as Hata-san, Amami-san, or Suzumura-sensei from the Mosquito Coil Club this year. That's what boys should pursue, okay?

"Ms. Natsuki, you're finally here!!!"

As soon as he arrived at the door of the instructor's office, a burly, dark-skinned man rushed up, spreading his arms as if to hug him. Xia Mu seemed to have already noticed this, and simply squatted down, causing the man to fly away!

call out--

boom!

Xia Mu stood up again, glanced at the dark-skinned, muscular man, rubbed his forehead, and a hint of helplessness showed in his eyes behind his glasses.

"Teacher Peter, this puts me in a very difficult position!"

"If anything were to happen to me, the students of this academy would lose one of the best psychology teachers in history, wouldn't you agree, Ms. Mai?"