In Tokyo, building the Holy Light Girls team

However, Xia Mu clearly didn't pay attention to this scene. He simply tilted his head and said, "Huh?"

Sayuri also became interested.

She slurped up the rest of the noodles in one go, then raised her little fist and excitedly began to tell Xia Mu her story.

"Teacher Xia Mu, ever since I experienced that, I know that supernatural phenomena must exist in this world!"

"In other words, in places we don't know about, there may be many ordinary people who are facing danger..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Xia Mu raised his hand as if to pause, then pointed to himself and her, and asked, "Why me, and you too?"

"That's because your amazing ability is absolutely unique in this world! At least, Sayuri has never seen anyone like Natsuki-sensei since she grew up!"

"In other words, to save the world, Natsuki-sensei and I will form a super-intuitive detective duo—"

"I see."

Natsuki suddenly placed his hands on Sayuri's shoulders, and the moment their eyes met, Sayuri's heart skipped a beat.

"Sayuri, I suggest you suspend your studies for the time being. I think you need to rest properly. As for Mrs. Mikiko, I will talk to her..."

"Teacher Xia Mu!"

Sayuri was furious, waving her little fists repeatedly, wanting to explain again, but Natsuki simply turned around and waved his hand, saying, "Go home after you finish eating. I guess you don't want your dear mother to know about this, do you?"

He brought up "Mikiko," and Sayuri seemed to deflate immediately. But after glancing at Natsuki, she turned away angrily.

"That's right!"

"Mr. Xia Mu, have you agreed?"

Sayuri exclaimed in surprise, only to see Natsuki pull out a bear-patterned hair clip from his pocket and hold it up in front of her, much to Sayuri's dismay.

[Holy Light Forging]

As Xia Mu's mind stirred, a faint light shone from the surface of the necklace, and holy light flowed into the hair clip like water.

About a minute or two passed, and when the light faded, the eyes of the bear pattern flashed with golden light, then returned to calm.

He handed over the hairpin and said, "Keep this with you. If you encounter... a dangerous situation, it should be able to protect you."

"This……"

Sayuri stared at the hair clip, seemingly remembering something, and said excitedly, "Is this... the legendary token of love?"

"no!"

Xia Mu shook his head in denial.

"Your past experiences give me reason to suspect that there might be something about you that makes you prone to attracting those kinds of things..."

As he spoke, he saw that Sayuri had already put the hair clip on her head, and her face was radiant with a glow she had never shown before.

"..."

Xia Mu sighed, but still emphasized, "But remember, this thing can only be used once. If the danger isn't resolved, then—"

He paused, his expression serious and earnest: "Run! Run as far away as you can! Do you hear me!"

Although the items he had "enchanted" could deal with certain ghosts, Xia Mu had only encountered them twice from beginning to end. Unsure if there were other powerful ghosts, running away became the only chance to survive!

Seemingly sensing the care in Natsuki's words, Sayuri finally snapped out of her joy at receiving the hair clip and nodded emphatically: "I understand, Natsuki-sensei!"

……

pat!

As Sayuri left Natsuki's house, she gently touched the hair clip in her hair while chuckling to herself, her smile never fading.

It wasn't until her backpack vibrated that she took out her phone and looked at the information on the screen with a puzzled expression.

"Hey, this is..."

……

Chapter 13 Do you think I'm pretty?

On Sayuri's phone, messages kept popping up in a group chat.

"...What bad luck! I just came back from the school district and ran into a mentally unstable woman!"

"How terrifying! Tell me more!"

"...That's right, the woman had very long hair, so you couldn't see her face, but she was holding a huge pair of scissors. It's hard to believe this is Tokyo!"

"If I hadn't run fast, I probably would have met with certain death!"

"I remember when that woman appeared, she seemed to say something like, 'Do you think I'm pretty?' Come to think of it, doesn't it remind you of the urban legend of the Slit-Mouthed Woman?"

"Everyone, please be careful when you pass through there..."

"..."

As the conversation went on, the chat was suddenly filled with other content after one of the girls mentioned some new food items.

Sayuri put away her phone, glanced back at Natsuki's house, and murmured, "I hope everything's alright?"

On her way home, she would inevitably pass through the school district. If it were her past self, she might have been eager to try it out after hearing about such things, but after two consecutive bizarre experiences, Sayuri couldn't help but feel scared.

However, thinking of the bear hair clip on her head, Sayuri clenched her fists and tried to bolster her courage: "It's okay, as a future super-sensory detective, Sayuri won't be afraid of such things!"

As she spoke, she strode toward her home, her shadow stretching longer and longer in the reflection of the streetlights. Then, a second later, the streetlights went out with a "snap."

Only the cold moonlight remained, casting a faint glow upon this land...

The scene shifts, and Sayuri has already walked most of the school district. She only needs to walk a little further to get back home.

"Phew, I knew I wasn't going to be that unlucky! I was just scaring myself!"

Sayuri patted her already developed breasts, and as she was about to return home, her steps became cheerful, and her bouncy and lively manner made her appear youthful and energetic.

Suddenly.

"what--"

what sound?

Sayuri was startled and quickly turned around to look around. She found that the sound was coming from a nearby alley and sounded strangely familiar.

After a struggle within herself, Sayuri gritted her teeth and ran over.

"The Incredibly Intuitive Detective is Fearless!"

……

"No...don't come here..."

In the alley, Mai Teruhashi lay half-lying on her side on the ground, blood flowing from her feet, yet she still struggled to retreat backward.

Her face was filled with terror, her black-rimmed glasses had fallen off somewhere, and she stared at the figure in front of her, holding a large pair of scissors, with long hair almost reaching the ground, slowly walking towards her. Despair welled up inside her.

Today, she was walking home as usual when she encountered a strange woman shortly after stepping onto the school street.

Do you think I'm pretty?

These are the words Mai heard from the other person.

Frustrated by work, she just wanted to get home as soon as possible, but a casual, perfunctory remark immediately triggered a frantic chase from the other party!

To make matters worse, she also fell and injured her leg while running.

Later, the strange woman caught up with them and pulled out a huge pair of scissors from behind her back. Mai was immediately filled with a strong fear of death!

"...No...don't come any closer...please...let me go..."

Mai kept pleading, but she couldn't elicit any sympathy from the other person until they were only a meter apart. Finally, she saw the face hidden under the hair.

The other person had a gloomy face, and their skin looked bluish-black in the moonlight. What was most terrifying was that "her" mouth was stretched out, with the corners of her mouth extending to her ears. Mai could even see that the rows of sharp teeth were gleaming with a cold light!

Upon seeing "her" scene, Mai finally remembered that a similar figure had appeared in a certain urban legend—the Slit-Mouthed Woman!

Rumor has it that she would appear late at night and ask passersby if she was pretty.

If the other party's answer is not satisfactory, they will cut open their mouth with scissors. In some horror stories, the appearance of the Slit-Mouthed Woman is even accompanied by life-threatening danger!

The problem is, such urban legends only existed a few decades ago, so how could they appear in today's rapidly developing technological society?

Do you think I'm pretty?

The Slit-Mouthed Woman spoke again.

At this distance, Mai could even clearly smell that the moment "she" opened her mouth, an unpleasant odor entered her nostrils, as if she were being immersed in a gasoline drum, and felt as if she would suffocate at any moment!

"Beautiful! Beautiful! You are very beautiful! Are you satisfied with this answer?"

Mai said, her voice trembling.

The next moment, however, the slit-mouthed woman suddenly raised her scissors, and those demonic words rang in her ears again.

"Since you're so pretty, I'll do you a favor and make you as beautiful as me!"

"!!!"

Mai's eyes widened, reflecting the cold glint of the scissors, and a tear uncontrollably rolled down her cheek.

Suddenly, a figure appeared between the two. She opened her arms and turned her back to Mai. Her figure was not tall, but it made Mai's heart tremble!

"Ms. Mai, I'm here!"

"You are……"

Sayuri turned around and gave Mai a bright smile: "I'm your student, Sayuri!"

“Sayuri… classmate…”

As Mai spoke, she finally remembered the other person's identity, and the next second she shouted loudly, "You should leave here quickly, that guy is dangerous!"

However, Sayuri turned her head and looked up at the slit-mouthed woman in front of her, saying, "As Mai-sensei's student and a member of the Super Sense Detectives, how can you watch your teacher be in danger?"

"Super Inspiration—"

Mai's expression was strange.

Although Mai didn't know what she meant by "super-intuitive detective," she saw that Sayuri's body was visibly trembling, clearly quite frightened.