You say this is a love game?

When you see injustice, draw your sword and help.

As someone once said, young people have always been chivalrous since ancient times.

He may not be chivalrous, but compared to many people who are trapped in appearances, he should live with more open mind.

The Jingguan in front of him was also collapsing into sand with the death of the contract ghost.

What a pity, with more than fifty heads piled together, such a spectacular scene can only be preserved for a short while... Hiss, no, he is a peace-loving and good young man, why does he speak like a Khorne believer?

Be careful with what you say and do!

But we can't set a strange example for Xiao Jiazi.

Only after the Jingguan Temple was completely reduced to ashes did Mizutani Makoto turn around and walk towards the [Gorgeous Golden Box]

The last drowned corpse died here.

Then the drops of the Contract Ghost Story are also here.

[Contracted Spiritual Core]

[Description: A lower-level spiritual core, where filthy souls gather, greedily craving everything from the living. Twisted desires and malice will eventually drag them into the abyss of destruction.]

【Comment: Who lives in a big pineapple in the deep sea~! 】

The translucent moss-colored spirit core was filled with things that looked like mealworms. They were piled up together, and the squeezing in the middle of the spirit core made people feel physically nauseous.

But in addition to the spirit core, the Contract Ghost Story actually gave him a piece of equipment.

Scales of the Drowned

[Description: Swollen scales soaked in rotten green blood, their once hard surface has swelled and softened, losing their original sharpness, but this has acquired a strange effect. The wearer can consume spiritual energy to enter a state of "underwater adaptation."]

【Comment: Makoto-chan, breathe with your gills! 】

This is a wrist guard.

The dark green scales are gathered into the shape of a wristband. The scales are very thin and soft, and you can feel a chilling chill when wearing it on your wrist.

The probability of these monsters of the same rank dropping materials or equipment seems to be much higher.

Mizutani Makoto glanced at the shallow water area behind him. Even the water in the deep water area had been drained, and the shallow water area must have not been spared. But at this moment, there were no swollen arms at the bottom of the swimming pool in the shallow water area to brush, and those things disappeared directly.

Does it have to appear in the water?

When he first came to the pool, these arms were indeed hidden...it was only after he was tricked into the shallow end that they began to show their fangs.

Mizutani Makoto turned around and picked up the treasure chest that was crushing the tiles.

Well, I can’t hold it at all.

Mizutani Makoto tried to show his innate strength, but the golden box really didn't move at all.

It's still too inflated.

It was filled with a whole swimming pool of water. If he could push this thing, he could run to the top of the dojo and beat up Kitajima Sensei tonight.

It was very easy for Mizutani Makoto to put away the treasure chest. Even if he couldn't lift it, as long as he put his hand on the box, he could use Tongzi's magical power to put it into his backpack.

But this water certainly cannot be kept there forever.

His suitcase was his backpack for connecting the two worlds. With its current weight and the large amount of water stored inside, his suitcase was completely useless.

Open the box.

The water in the box gushed out, soon flooding Mizutani Makoto's ankles, and slowly climbed up Mizutani Makoto's calves, knees, and thighs...

Mizutani Makoto didn't leave.

He remained motionless, using his spiritual power to activate the newly acquired [Scale of the Drowned]

The water in the pool reached his chest.

Before, when the water level in the pool reached above his waist and abdomen, Mizutani Makoto would have found it difficult to adapt, but now the water level had already reached above his chest. With the help of the [Scales of the Drowned], he did not feel any discomfort at all.

The water level in the deep water area is 1.6m.

Only Mizutani Makoto's head was still floating on the water. Feeling a slight sense of stagnation, he simply made up his mind and dived into the water.

He can swim, so he is more sensitive to changes in his senses underwater.

Underwater adaptation

This state is incredible. It allows him to breathe normally underwater and his vision is astonishingly bright, as if he had a bottle of night vision potion.

The impact of the water flow on him was also greatly reduced.

Before, he'd been practically crippled when diving deep into the water. But now, with the aid of the Drowned Scale, he could probably unleash 30% to 40% of his full strength. While he still wasn't quite used to underwater combat, he wouldn't be kicked to death by ordinary monsters like a stray dog.

Mizutani Makoto's head emerged from the water and climbed directly into the swimming pool.

Casting your eyes to the shallow water area, you can now see the fingers sticking out from the gap like seeds, and those swollen arms are hiding in the corners, waiting to be deceived.

"Wait, wouldn't it be more appropriate to use the blessing of this wristband to clean the swimming pool?"

Mizutani Makoto suddenly came to his senses.

This wristband can't make him very powerful in the water. At most, it can relieve some of the pressure of water battles. But if he wears this wristband to kill monsters in the shallow water area... wouldn't that be extremely cool?

He couldn't even imagine how many souls he could earn in one swimming pool!

It's just... he always felt like something was missing.

Yoshiko Satori sat beside the swimming pool, her petite body wrapped in a gorgeous black and gold karasaki kimono. She stretched her feet into the pool, swaying gently.

The water ripples and ripples...

A different color rippled from the cracks in the tiles. The girl uttered an "Eh?" and the annoyance on her face faded for a moment. She glanced at Mizutani Makoto, who was also lost in thought, and decided not to disturb him. She thrust her little arm into the water and fished out the soaked document.

"……Um?"

"what?!"

“Big Brother! Big Brother!!”

Makoto Mizutani turned his head and saw Satori Yoshiko rushing towards him. He turned his head to look at Satori Yoshiko who was flying towards him. The child looked anxious and held an ID card tightly in her hand. This ID card actually looked a little familiar to him.

Is this... the student ID card of Yemi High School?

Makoto Mizutani took the student ID and was shocked.

【Panasonic Kai】

The name of the deceased is written on this student ID card.

His name was not crossed out by a black line. In the photo on his student ID card, the shy boy wore a pair of black-framed glasses and had evasive eyes, looking unsure of himself.

"..."

Mizutani Makoto was stunned for a moment, not understanding why this student ID card appeared here and what its significance was, until Satori Yoshiko caught a glimpse of something. At this time, she grabbed Mizutani Makoto's arm, pointed at the swimming pool water, and shouted: "Look! Look there!"

He looked over.

A ball of soul light fell out from the cracks in the tiles.

This soul is very different.

He had picked up two types of souls: [Weak Soul] and [Ordinary Soul]. The light emitted by these souls was white, but the soul that was floating in the water at this moment was blue and almost transparent in the pool water.

Mizutani Makoto didn't hesitate. He jumped into the swimming pool in a flash of inspiration. With the blessing of the [Scales of the Drowned], he swam as flexibly as a mermaid and held the soul in his hand in the blink of an eye.

He climbed up toward the shore, the soul in his palm showing an evaluation he had never seen before.

【The Soul of Panasonic Kai】

[Description: Gain 10 souls after use]

[Comment: A soul not captured by filth is sleeping quietly, waiting for the coming end, but perhaps there is still a small miracle waiting to happen.]

【Countdown:163:52:19】

Chapter 124 I don’t know whether he wants to live or not, but I can give him a choice.

Countdown.

The countdown of the blue soul is ticking away every second.

"What does it mean?"

Mizutani Makoto held this sudden soul in the palm of his hand. His hand, which was extremely skillful in killing evil spirits, seemed a little at a loss when lifting this tiny object.

He stared intently at the countdown in the tool, and then at the comment that "perhaps there is still a small miracle waiting to happen", and suddenly he had an epiphany as if it had dawned on him.

One hundred and sixty hours seemed like almost seven days.

Mizutani Makoto calculated the time of Matsushita Kei's death and found that it matched.

So this countdown...

"You're not kidding me, are you?"

Mizutani Makoto wanted to have a good talk with his son Tomoko, but Tomoko kept jumping back and forth between artificial intelligence and artificial stupidity - especially when it was very smart to laugh at his ending, but very stupid when he needed it to explain.

However, Tongzi would never lie in his reviews.

"A tiny miracle."

The soul in my hand is so weak, like a flickering candle flame, which is at risk of being extinguished at any time.

But someone picked it up.

The wind blew under the lush sycamore trees, causing ripples in the deep swimming pool. Mizutani Makoto raised his hand to protect the soul, just like protecting a candle flame.

This subconscious action made him stunned, and then the corners of his mouth curled up.

With a flip of his wrist, the soul was placed in Tongzi's backpack.

Yoshiko Satori followed with her short legs: "Big brother, how are you now?"

"It seems there is still work to do."

under night.

The boy put away his student ID and turned to leave.

He is a self-taught person who doesn't understand many things.

But it doesn’t matter, behind every successful immortal, there is a great fire keeper/old woman/old blacksmith/onion brother/thief/Rhodos/Oubak/saint/witch/Bugatti Veyron... In short, there are countless immortals, and behind the main one there are men, women, old people, and even those who are not human.

A gentleman is not born different, but is good at making use of things.

When in doubt, ask a professional.

……

……

at the same time.

At the gate of the private Hiiragigaoka Academy.

A tiny speck of light quietly appeared in the night in front of the school gate. At first, it was so faint that it seemed just an illusion, but after just a few seconds, it quickly expanded, like a lit star, exploding in the air, twisting, forming a vortex of light blowing in the wind.

The space seemed to be torn apart.

The boundary between the present world and the crack was briefly opened.

The center of the vortex was like a broken mirror, with light flickering continuously, and a figure fell out from it.

——It’s a girl.

Mai Yajima emerged from the light and chaos, and when her shoes touched the ground, her vision gradually became clear.

"Is this here?"

She stood at the main gate of the private Hiiragigaoka Academy, looking at the scene inside the gap in confusion.

Gray colors, traces left by the fire.

In the sky, there was a scarlet moon glowing with blood, and a chasm stretched from north to south, as if it was going to split the sky and the earth apart.

The girl's pupils reflected the cracks in the sky, and for some reason, she shuddered violently. The girl, fearless since the dawn of consciousness, felt a strange sense of dread as she gazed up at the abyss that stretched across the sky.

It wasn't long before she came to her senses.

"Where's Makoto?"