I'm raising a fox fairy wife in Tokyo

When he heard the news of the other person's death, Yoshida Shoichi could hardly believe his ears.

Is it really true?!

That woman finally stopped bothering me.

I only spoke to her a couple of times back in high school, and she actually fell for me without even realizing how ugly I am.

Really are……

It's so frustrating. Being liked by a gloomy, ugly girl who has to follow him around every day makes Yoshida Masashi feel like his high school life is completely ruined.

I had thought that after entering university, I would finally usher in a new chapter in my life.

As it turns out, that woman somehow got into the same school as him.

What's going on?! Are you some kind of persistent ghost?!

[Go to hell, go ......]

Yoshida Shoichi sincerely wished for the other person to die.

And this wish has finally come true today. Ah, it's so wonderful to move into this apartment.

and so.

Who will be the "sacrifice" offered to that great man tonight?

I lingered in the corridor on the ninth floor.

As he walked, Yoshida Shoichi suddenly realized that he seemed to be all alone.

Where did all the apartment residents, who should have been searching for the first person to fall asleep as a sacrifice, go in the pitch-black corridor?

A cold sensation inexplicably blew from behind his ear, and Yoshida Shoichi seemed to suddenly realize something.

"Shoichi-kun."

The familiar voice behind him startled him!

He suddenly turned his head.

In that pitch-black corridor, what Yoshida Masakazu saw emerged clearly from the darkness was the woman's ugly, mangled face, crushed by a large truck.

The woman was so thin it was almost unbelievable; she looked as if she were malnourished.

His sallow and rough face was covered with a dense array of pits, and his already unsightly features were twisted and deformed together.

"!!!"

"Shoichi-kun."

She softly called Yoshida Shoichi's name, following closely behind him as always.

Then he reached out and cupped the other person's head in his hands.

"save……"

The man's voice abruptly stopped, and warm blood suddenly bloomed in the darkness.

Meanwhile.

Similar scenes are playing out repeatedly in the apartment building…

……

Based on the experience of spiritual mediums from various countries over thousands of years, generally speaking, the danger and power of the "spirits" that people become after death mainly depend on two points.

1. The cause of death.

Second: Personal factors.

In short, an elderly person who lived a happy life and died of natural causes, or someone who, for some particularly funny reason, pushed someone away to save them from being hit by a car, only to have the car stop and then die of fright.

Even if it becomes a [spirit], it won't pose much of a threat.

However, those who die with intense hatred, resentment, malice toward someone or the world become especially dangerous.

Just like the legends of "red-clothed ghosts" in Eastern culture and folklore, including those in Japan.

And besides that.

If the deceased was inherently dark-hearted, extreme, pessimistic about everything, or had strong antisocial tendencies, their spirit would be very troublesome.

However, if the two are combined...

If a dark, antisocial individual dies with intense hatred and malice toward the world for some reason, and then becomes a spirit.

Then...

[To become the most delicious and appetizing food.]

……

Takagawa Takayuki, who was originally in the old lady's room, suddenly sensed the presence of several spirits in the apartment.

And none of them are weak.

"Long, you mean...this old lady is mistaken?"

"Ah."

The boy had just shared his guess with the girl.

This old lady is probably one of those people who are born with the ability to "see" spirits, but her ability is rather weak.

And just right.

During every happy moment in her life, "death" would appear beside her relatives or friends.

Therefore, the old woman attributed her normal accidental death to the work of an evil spirit.

After losing all his loved ones, and filled with intense hatred for "Death," he ultimately committed suicide and became a spirit.

And after becoming a [spirit].

What this old woman was doing was taking revenge on "Death".

The room was piled high with black garbage bags, each containing a sticky black liquid—proof that "Death" had once been inside.

The old woman's spirit was collecting and hunting "Death" everywhere, and she locked it in her house.

That's really special.

It's the kind of rare type that's not even recorded in books.

"It's an extremely rare Pokémon."

"???"

Let's not talk about games at a time like this!

"If that's the case, why did it turn out like this later..."

"The Pokémon has mutated."

"???"

Everyone's saying we shouldn't talk about Pokémon anymore!!

"The Grim Reapers collected in this room, after devouring and fusing with each other, evolved into Super Grim Reapers."

"..."

I'm too exhausted to even complain.

"That old woman's spirit was probably eaten by it too."

Ok……

The Possession Group probably played a part in this, though it's unclear whether they orchestrated it from the beginning or accidentally discovered an extremely rare Pokémon here and thus intervened.

"That serial killer who was caught earlier should be a body-snatcher."

"After he was taken to the police station, he abandoned his physical body and left, transforming back into a [spirit], and killed the two undercover officers who had captured him."

"And now..."

If I'm not mistaken, this apartment building has now become the hunting ground for that "Super Reaper".

"Let's go."

The object of worship for the apartment's residents is definitely this guy.

He was still holding the girl's slender hand.

Takagawa Takayuki and Shinomiya Kaguya quickly left the room and came to the corridor outside. Then, following the icy atmosphere that filled the apartment, they walked towards one side of the corridor.

In the quiet night, the soft footsteps and the sinister whispers of the apartment residents were no longer heard.

But...

The sounds of frantic running, howling and agonizing cries, and the faint chewing sounds coming from somewhere.

This apartment seems to be turning into hell.

Following the scent, Gao Chuanlong led the girl back to the eighth floor of the apartment building. There, in the corridor, they saw a family of three dismembering and devouring a resident.

The thin old man lay in a pool of blood.

The men, women, and children, their bodies stained crimson with blood, continued to gnaw at their own bodies.

He didn't seem to be dead yet; he was even making small whimpering sounds.

Kaguya Shinomiya swallowed hard. The family of three with blood all over their faces were the residents of the apartment building where she and the boy lived, the ones who had previously gone missing.

Was it called the Ota family?

They ate with complete absorption, utterly ignoring the two of them.

"Ah, I feel like it's only from C to B."

"Not very strong," Gao Chuanlong quickly gave a professional assessment of the family of three.

therefore.

Ignoring the other person, they walked deeper into the corridor, where an even more dangerous atmosphere emanated.

Soon after, a pure white figure emerged from the depths of the corridor.

The thin and ugly woman was completely devoid of yin and yang, burying a man's head deep into her chest, which looked as if it had been crushed and then pieced back together, resulting in a messy head and face.

He was wearing a satisfied smile at that moment.

"..."

"..."

This is close to an "S".

That's some great potential. Reaching "A" level right after dying is no small feat.

But she is still not Gaochuan Long's target.

Because the truly terrifying thing in this apartment is...

Suddenly, a tattered, black cloak appeared from behind the ugly woman, and even in the darkest depths of the corridor, a deformed skeletal face could be seen emerging from the darkness.

It opened its mouth.

Then the ugly woman's spirit was suddenly cut into countless pieces, and countless arms—some withered, some tender, some strong, some fair—extended from under her turban, taking all those pieces of flesh into their hands.

Pick it up and put it inside the cloak.

Chapter 128 Gao Chuanlong: I am the Summoner!

[Spirits] will devour each other to enhance their own strength; this is a fundamental characteristic.

but.

It is extremely rare for a creature to absorb another creature's abilities and still retain those abilities. Rather than absorbing, it's more accurate to say that it is directly "fused."

The tattered cloak of the [Super Reaper] floated up as black wings resembling withered branches unfurled behind him.

Then, his body was exposed.

Those were originally slender hands and feet that looked like some kind of black liquid, completely unlike human beings, crouching on the ground like a monkey.