I'm surrounded by devil sisters!

Huakaiyuan Fugui paused for a moment, and then nodded firmly and vaguely.

"It's okay. It's not something difficult to learn anyway. My sister Yuluo can already use it even though she's still in junior high school."

"That's it."

Since Huahua’s sister can do it, then Huahua should be able to do it too... Heige thought.

Then she turned her gaze back to the purple-black fingers on the table that had torn off the talisman.

"Well, what should we do with this thing? The seal has been torn off. If we just leave it like this, won't something weird come out of it?"

"Theoretically, I can just wrap it back together, but it looks like this charm is about to lose its effect. Forget it, I might as well make a new one..."

Hanakaiin Buddhagui ignited spiritual pressure with his fingertips and lightly touched the suitcase he had taken back earlier.

In an instant, the spiritual pressure turned into mysterious characters that were imprinted on the surface of the suitcase, and they flowed rapidly as if they had their own life, and soon formed a criss-crossing sealing array on the suitcase.

"That's it, just throw the lid in and close it later."

"But then again, what the hell is this?"

With a slight hiss, Huakaiyuan Fogui tilted his head and looked left and right again. After thinking for a moment without any result, he picked up his mobile phone from the side, took a picture, and then opened a certain online forum APP.

Heige took a curious look and asked, "What kind of forum is this?"

"The supernatural forum was created by someone from the Jujutsu High School in Tokyo."

Huakaiyuan Buddhist Gui explained.

"The main users are mostly sorcerers, and there are also some psychic enthusiasts. I've taken some orders from them before."

"Take orders?" Heige blinked. "But I remember Huahua, you used to look down on sorcerers, saying they were all a bunch of upstarts..."

"It makes money, it's not shabby."

The young man who was posting the message flexibly adjusted his standard line, pressing the screen with his fingertips to add text.

[How did you know I caught this while night fishing? ]

Then add the picture of your fingers you just took and click post.

“…Is that all that’s going to work?”

Seeing the words "Posting Success Experience +3" pop up on the screen, the cat-eared girl also tilted her head.

At this time, Hanakaiin Fukui had turned off the screen of his mobile phone, put away the finger, covered the lid of the box and put it aside, then freed his hand to pat the girl's butt through her kimono.

"Of course, I don't necessarily have to stay up all night waiting for netizens' replies. I can still check it tomorrow morning."

"Well……"

Heige responded, but did not stand up obediently as Huakaiyuan Fugui expected.

She flexibly turned 90 degrees in the boy's arms again, from leaning sideways to facing each other, and put her arms around the latter's neck. Her legs flexibly fell to both sides under her kimono, and she closed the distance and whispered softly.

"Now that we've eaten and bathed, isn't it time to eat my sister?"

Chapter 4

Beep, beep, beep...

When the disturbing alarm clock echoed in the bedroom, time had already come to the next morning.

Bright sunlight shone into the room through the gaps between the curtains and landed on the wooden floor. Traces of last night were visible everywhere in the room.

A black cat ear stood up from the quilt on the side of the bed. Along with the slight movement of the quilt on the bed, the girl's lazy and slightly confused voice rang out.

"What's that noise?"

"The sound of the wake-up bell."

A corner of the quilt was lifted up, and Huakaiyuan Fogui covered his mouth, yawned, and sat up steadily.

Ignoring Heige who was squinting her eyes and meowing, trying to keep him with her body, he got out of bed and walked to the desk facing the window, and stopped the alarm clock that was still making sounds on the corner of the desk.

It was not until the noise died down that Heige, who was still curled up in bed, opened his sleepy eyes and raised his head. One of the cat ears on his head was raised, and the other was drooping.

"I have to go out to that school again. I have to say that the alarm clock is really the worst invention you humans have ever made. Haha (yawn)... Oh, Huahua, I remember your alarm clock didn't sound like this before?"

"No way, because I got a new one."

Hanakaiin Fugui released his hand from the alarm clock, turned around and looked back at the cat-eared girl who was half-prone on the bed, with her body like a mountain hanging upside down and touching the ground.

"The previous one was placed on the bedside, but you, Heige, broke it with a punch."

"Well, who made it suddenly make such a loud noise? I was half asleep and half awake when it suddenly rang out. I was scared to death..."

Heige's eyes were wandering, and it was obvious that he lacked confidence.

The boy shrugged slightly. "So this time I just put the alarm clock on the desk so I can't reach it when I'm lying in bed."

"Well……"

Heige puffed out her cheeks and was about to continue complaining about how alarm clocks were bad civilization, but when her gaze returned to the former, the words that were already stuck in her throat could not be uttered.

The sunlight that originally shone through the gaps in the curtains onto the floor now slanted down onto the young man's body, clearly outlining his slender yet powerful muscles.

"……What's wrong?"

Seeing someone on the bed mumbling and then falling silent, a question mark slowly rose above Huakaiyuan Fogui's head.

And Heige was still staring blankly, her seductive red lips trembling slightly.

"It's becoming more credible..."

"There's no point in building up your credibility. I don't have that much time in the morning. I'll deal with it for you when I get back in the evening."

Huakaiyuan Fogui shook his head, bent down to pick up the clothes scattered on the ground last night, thought for a while and added another sentence.

"Besides, he was so exhausted last night that he fainted, and he wanted to do it again this morning. Even if a youkai is strong, he wouldn't be so indulgent."

"Every time I hear you, Huahua, a human being, say such things to a monster, I always feel a strange sense of dislocation..."

Watching the boy pick up all the clothes scattered on the ground one by one, Heige, who had already sat up from the quilt, curled his lips slightly.

Then she lifted the other half of the quilt covering her body, completely ignoring the fact that she was not wearing any clothes, and jumped up from the bed nimbly and pounced on the boy who was about to walk out the door, grabbing Huakaiyuan Fogui from behind like an octopus with eight tentacles.

During the entire process, the boy's body did not shake at all, as if he had already anticipated that she would do this.

The two of them pressed their skin against each other, and the body temperature and touch of each other were clearly felt. Huakaiyuan Fogui turned his head and rubbed the tip of his nose on the girl's cheek.

"Put on your clothes first..."

"Sister, I won't. Anyway, we're at home and no one else will see us, so what's the big deal?"

Heige hummed, shaking his head.

Her idea was simple. She already had credibility. Although she could use magic to "clear negative status" at any time, a better solution was to boost Huahua's credibility as well.

This way Huahua doesn't have to go to school, and the two of them can stay at home and chat all day long.

Everyone is happy, congratulations.

Unfortunately... it didn't succeed.

Twenty minutes later, Hanakaiin Fukui, who had finished washing up, sat down at the dining table in the living room. Sitting next to him was Heige, who looked depressed after being forced to wear a kimono.

Breakfast is a sandwich with milk. Hanakaiin's own is a fried egg and bacon sandwich, but because Heige is a cat-like creature and cats like to eat fish, the filling is changed to sardines and bacon.

"By the way, Huahua, did anyone reply to the post you posted last night?"

Heige took a bite of the sandwich. Although she was forced to wear clothes to avoid being immoral, she was still not honest. She swung her legs back and forth under the dining chair and kept scratching the boy's calves with her toes exposed to the air.

"Let me see……"

Hanakaiin Fukui put down the glass filled with hot milk, freed his hands, and slapped the hem of the former's kimono, causing him to straighten his back instantly and become stiff. Then he took out his mobile phone from his clothes and logged into the forum.

Back to the post I posted last night, as expected, there are already quite a few replies.

Some people directly deducted 6 points for the reply, some replied with "Who asked you?", and the rest basically just asked whether it was true or false, or if it was a prank prop.

"That's very strange..."

Huakaiyuan Fogui stared at the sliding screen and slowly took a bite of the sandwich.

At this time, Heige beside him finally recovered a little from his trembling, and leaned forward with a slightly red face.

"…What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

"Well, I can't say there's a problem."

Huakaiyuan Fogui shook his head hesitantly.

Although this forum was created by the Tokyo Jujutsu High School, ordinary people can access it at will. Especially for some paranormal enthusiasts, it can basically be regarded as a gathering place for like-minded people.

But the purpose of the Jujutsu High School in creating such a website is ultimately to take advantage of the convenience of the Internet to keep an eye on the occurrence of supernatural phenomena within Japan.

To put it simply, early detection and early treatment.

After all, even the Hanakaiin family, a family with a thousand-year tradition of Onmyoji, can only "go on missions after receiving commissions", let alone the new group of sorcerers.

It is simply impossible to ask them to conduct a high-intensity, carpet-style investigation of paranormal phenomena in Japan 24 hours a day. No matter how many people they have, it will not be enough.

In comparison, it is better to directly trick paranormal enthusiasts into posting and sharing on the forum to increase work efficiency.

But this does not mean that the group of sorcerers just browse the forum after they created it. Sometimes they will respond to some help posts or posts that are indeed questionable.

The sealing spell on the finger he picked up yesterday was obviously made by a sorcerer, but no "professional" has contacted him so far.

Isn't this a spell?

unless--

Like a flash of lightning passing through his mind, the question mark above the boy's head instantly turned into a bright light bulb.

Then Huakaiyuan Fogui closed his post and returned to the forum main page, and then opened his private message box.

Sure enough, there was an unread message lying quietly in it. It was received last night, probably less than two minutes after he posted the message, but at that time he was already doing it with Hei Ge, so he didn't see it at all.

The person who sent him the private message was an account with the ID [明景止水]. Judging from the nickname, it should not be the real name, but the identity of the other party was directly revealed at the beginning of the private message.

[Hello, I am Saeko Busujima, a third-year student at Tokyo Jujutsu High School. According to my assessment, the item you posted contains a special-grade sealed artifact belonging to Tokyo Jujutsu High School. It is extremely dangerous. Please stay away from the sealed artifact immediately after seeing this message and contact me!]

The wording was very polite, the tone was very strong, and it was followed by a phone number.

Logically speaking, there is nothing wrong with this, but Huakaiyuan Fugui just felt inexplicably uncomfortable watching it.

What do you mean it belongs to the Jujutsu High School? It was clearly him who handed it over, so how did it become your high school's property?

And dangerous?

The boy glanced sideways at the suitcase on the table last night. The sealing spell he had temporarily added on it was still working steadily.

When I opened the box, I saw that the finger inside was still lying quietly in the groove, without even changing its direction or position, as if it had obediently begged to be let go.

That's right. If this thing dares to bend, he will directly hit it with a powerful dragon.

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So after a little thought, Huakaiyuan Fogui typed a reply.

【Hello, I am Qin Shi Huang.】

Chapter 5 Busujima Saeko

The Tokyo Metropolitan College of Jutsu is located on the west side of Tokyo, nestled in a mountain forest with a very low degree of urbanization.

If you look down from above, it can't even be called a "school". Instead, it looks more like a large temple with a history of hundreds of years.

It was 7:25 in the morning. The bright, warm spring sun shone on the wooden handrails of the outer corridor on the second floor of Hachimanzobutsu-ji Temple. A tall, dark purple-haired kendo girl in a school uniform looked at the scenery of the distant campus below, put down her phone, and let out a sigh.

At the same time, footsteps were heard from behind the kendo girl.

Although she could tell the identity of the person just by his footsteps, the girl still looked back out of instinct as a person who practiced kendo.

The person coming out of the room was a black-haired hedgehog-haired boy who was also wearing the uniform of Jujutsu High School. Behind him was a gym student whose hair seemed to have been highlighted, with the upper half being burgundy and the lower half being normal black.

Especially the latter has two shallow lines under the eye sockets, which at first glance looks like there are two other eyes that are just closed and not open.

The eyes of both sides met in mid-air, and the boy with black hedgehog hair raised his hand and greeted first.

"Good morning, Busujima-san."

"It's Fushiguro, and..."