I don't want to be a heroic spirit

Are you worried about your washing machine damaging your clothes?

Bawanxi felt a headache.

"Jasmine! Come with me."

"But...but I still have to keep an eye on the washing machine..."

Before the trembling Jasmine could finish her words, she was frightened by Bawanshi's look.

"You don't even want to listen to me? Or do you want me to let you bleed and hang you from a lamppost? Since you just learned the reversal technique, I'd like to hang you for a day and a night to improve your proficiency."

"No no no...I'll be right there!"

Seeing the frightened, pale Jasmine stand up and trot over, Bawanshi smacked her lips irritably.

Don't get her wrong, she wasn't angry at Jasmine's stubbornness; she was angry at herself.

Bawanshi's spiritual base has been subtly influencing her personality over the years. It's okay under normal circumstances, but when her emotions fluctuate violently, the influence becomes more obvious. The words of concern she wanted to say change their meaning as soon as they come out.

Sitting down on the sofa, Bawanshi patted the seat next to him and ordered, "Come and sit here."

"Oh……"

Jasmine responded softly, then carefully sat down next to Bawanshi, her small hands clutching her skirt tightly in anxiety.

But what Jasmine didn't expect was that as soon as she sat down, Bawanshi moved her butt to the side, a little further away from Jasmine.

"Did I...make my sister angry?" Jasmine couldn't help but think so.

Before Jasmine could reveal a frustrated look, a hand gently pressed on her head, causing her, who was in a daze, to subconsciously follow the gentle force and lie on Bawanshi's soft thighs.

Bawanshi was used to wearing stockings. Although she didn't need to wear her overly gorgeous dress at home, she still wore a pair of translucent black stockings.

With my head resting on Ba Wanxi's firm and elastic thighs, the sweet body fragrance that belongs only to Ba Wanxi lingers in my nose, and the texture of her black stockings makes me immersed in it.

Although there is a little bit...really just a little bit, I feel a little bit of a pity.

It would be better if it was directly on the thigh skin instead of through black stockings...

"Stay like this and don't move."

Bawanshi's calm voice exploded in Jasmine's mind, and she realized that she was lying on Bawanshi's sister's thighs. Her whole body was stiffer than ice.

"Why are you so stiff? Relax."

As Bawanshi said this, she reached out and stroked Jasmine's head as gently as possible while controlling the strength.

His palms stroked his hair, brushed against his earlobes, and his fingers slid across his cheeks.

Jasmine was too shy to speak.

"This position isn't very comfortable, take off your shoes and put your feet on the sofa."

Then, Jasmine obediently put her legs up.

Realizing that Jasmine still hadn't completely relaxed, Bawanshi pondered for a moment and hummed a song.

It is not a famous song, but something that Bawanshi composed at her own will. She just sang about her tenderness towards Jasmine.

But coupled with Ba Wanxi's sweet voice like an oriole, it feels more and more appealing the more you listen to it.

Feeling the girl's breathing in his arms gradually become steady and long, Ba Wanxi's face showed a smile as gentle as the warm spring sun.

"Sweet dreams."

Since you are tired, you should have a good rest.

Why are you trying to be so brave?

Bawanxi didn't stop stroking the hair with her hand, and took out her mobile phone with her other hand to look at it.

…………

When Jasmine woke up, she almost thought she woke up in a bush of flowers.

Because you can always smell a pleasant fragrance.

Until her golden eyes slowly focused and she could see everything around her clearly, the strong sense of shame was like a hydrogen bomb dropped into her head, and it exploded with a "bang".

"Sister... Sister Ba Wanxi! I, I, I..."

"We'll talk later. Wipe the saliva from your mouth first."

Huh? Am I drooling?

I wiped the corner of my mouth and it did feel wet.

My cheeks quickly became hot and my head felt dizzy.

"I really want to die..."

"If you want to die, don't die at home. Hurry up and get ready to go out with me."

Bawanxi patted the thigh that Jasmine had just rested her head on. If it were an ordinary person, they might feel a little numb due to the lack of blood circulation, but the Servant's strong body obviously wouldn't have such a feeling.

"Eh?"

Looking at Bawanshi who stood up, Jasmine opened her eyes blankly.

"Haven't you always wanted to go on a mission with me? Now's your chance."

Bhavanshi raised her phone, and the first thing that caught Jasmine's eye was a photo of a high school girl.

Name: Riko Tennen

Bounty: 30

Chapter 15 Astral Plasma

"Drip-drip--"

The phone rang, but everyone in the store was staring intently at an old TV.

I picked up the soy sauce bottle on the table and poured it all over the freshly grilled takoyaki. It made people think, "Wow, what a waste!"

"What the hell, they didn't even go back to the Polytechnic?"

The rough voice came from a very sturdy man with black hair, a black shirt, black loose casual pants, and black slippers. The scar at the corner of his mouth was his only distinctive feature. His outfit was almost invisible even in a crowd.

However, this person exudes an astonishing presence at all times that is enough to scare away ghosts and gods. It can be said that he is powerful in every angle.

"Just looking at it makes me feel powerful, like a monster."

This description can be said to be extremely appropriate.

"This is really lucky." He clamped the phone between his neck and stretched out his arm to grab the disposable bamboo chopsticks. "Now the people who are lured by the bounty will go from being fools to being decent fools."

His half-open eyes gave the impression that he had no interest in anything. He picked up a steaming takoyaki and put it into his mouth without even blowing on it.

"But there's Gojo Satoru over there. He has the [Six Eyes] that haven't been seen in hundreds of years. Coupled with [Unlimited Curse], as long as he's guarding nearby, it's almost impossible to kill the Death Star Plasma."

The other end of the phone suddenly became quiet, and the man was not in a hurry. He was still playing with the takoyaki in front of him with bamboo chopsticks.

"...What if Tristan also accepts this mission?"

The crispy and soft skin of the takoyaki was punctured and the white juice inside flowed out.

The man narrowed his eyes and remained silent for a while.

"...Ah, if she gets involved, things will get complicated. Looks like this bounty is harder to get than I thought."

"I thought you would give up on this mission. After all, that was a killing god who slaughtered most of the curse masters in just half a year."

"Ha, what nonsense are you talking about? This is 30 million, enough for me to live a carefree life for a while."

"Anyway, with your personality, even if it's 30 million, you'll lose it all in gambling very quickly."

The man did not deny it. He picked up the punctured takoyaki and put it in his mouth and chewed it for a while.

The voice on the other end of the phone sounded again.

"You must have met that person once before, right? What kind of person is he?"

The man was a little dazed, and his memories from a few years ago gradually came back to him.

"Dangerous... right? I feel like I'm going to die in the next moment." The man tilted his head and wanted to pick up another takoyaki, but found that he had already eaten it.

"Gojo Satoru might reach that level in the future, but right now he's just a cocky brat, so I won't take him seriously."

"However, I can't continue to be so leisurely..."

Everyone in the store suddenly stood up excitedly. It turned out that the game on TV was finally over, and these people were basically the ones who participated in gambling on this game.

The man looked at the game results on TV, then looked at the ticket in his hand, then tore it up with a bored look on his face and stood up with the help of the table.

"That woman's habits are like those of a snake. If she encounters prey she's interested in, she won't rush to kill it but will toy with it first. Furthermore, Gojo Satoru is no simple man, so the battle between them won't be over quickly. However, it won't be easy to take the astral plasma away from them either."

I walked to the tea machine, pressed the button, and light green tea flowed out.

"I'll be there. For now, let them fight each other."

The warm sunlight came through the floor-to-ceiling windows, shining a little dazzlingly on the man.

"What a nice day."

…………

Location, Okinawa.

The bounty on the Astral Plasma, a high school girl named Tenriko, started yesterday, and since then, curse casters and ordinary people trying to kill this girl have been flocking in like ants smelling honey.

But these people failed in the end, simply because of the two people who were responsible for serving as bodyguards for Tenriko.

The second-year students of Jujutsu High School - Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru.

Perhaps they finally realized that it was not realistic to kill Tenriko from under the protection of these two people, so some people kidnapped Tenriko's good friend, Kuroi Misato.

In order to rescue each other, Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru took a plane to Okinawa with Tenriko and rescued Miss Kuroi Misato who was kidnapped by the Star Plate Cult.

Then, a few people decided to have a good time in Okinawa, a tourist destination, before the bounty ended!

"How naive... No, should I say fearless?"

As an archer, a pair of good eyes is standard.

Even though she was on the top floor of the seaside hotel, Bawanshi could clearly see the faces of several people playing on the beach.

"So, is that the goal of this mission?"

Jasmine, who did not have as good eyesight as Bawanshi, could only rely on a telescope to barely see the figures of several people on the beach.

"Astral body, Riko Tennai."

On the way here, Bawanshi had already explained to Jasmine the existence of astral plasma.

There is an authoritative figure in the Japanese magic world, whom everyone respectfully calls Lord Tengen. He used himself as the foundation to strengthen all the barriers in Japan and made great contributions to the harmony and order of this country.

Lord Tianyuan possesses the art of immortality, but cannot avoid aging. When his aging accumulates to a certain level, the art of immortality will transform his body, making him surpass the human species.

By that time, Lord Tianyuan will no longer possess human will and may even become an enemy of humanity.

In order to avoid this situation, his physical information is updated every once in a while, which means looking for a new body.

Because Lord Tianyuan himself is an astral plasma body, the new body must also be an astral plasma body.

Looking at Tenriko splashing water at the people next to her on the beach, Jasmine pursed her lips.

"Sister Bawanxi, if she and Master Tianyuan merged into one...what would happen?"

"It's like being dead, right? Your consciousness is replaced, and your body becomes a container for Tianyuan-sama."

Although it's not as disgusting as the brain taking over Geto Suguru's body, it's still a little hard to accept. The meaning of one's life is just to be absorbed by others...

Perhaps it was because of his guilt towards Tenriko that Lord Tengen not only did not let Gojo Satoru and the others send Tenriko over immediately, but instead asked her to say goodbye to her friends properly over the next few days, and also asked Gojo Satoru and the others to try their best to meet each other's needs.

They are all very kind and understanding people, and that is why...

"That gave us the opportunity to take advantage of it."

Chapter 16 Those who cannot understand the atmosphere should disappear

"So, Sister Ba Wanxi," Jasmine looked up at Ba Wanxi and whispered softly, "Should we go over now and capture Miss Tiantian?"

"Now is not the time."