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"..."
"Hiratsuka-sensei."
As he opened the passenger door and leaned against Shizuka, Shiraishikawa could feel the resentment emanating from her, caused by the harassment of evil spirits.
Very rich.
But this isn't the aura of the human-faced dog. I guess it was someone who gained spiritual awareness and could see evil spirits before being tainted by them.
"fasten your seatbelt."
"I'm in class every day, and it's been a long time since I've driven this car out to relax."
Hiratsuka Shizuka spoke with a touch of emotion, without mentioning the evil spirits, but instead slammed on the gas pedal, accompanied by the burst of power from the engine.
A strong feeling of being pushed back instantly came over me.
She focused intently on driving the sports car, wanting to use the thrill of speed to shake off all the troubles of the past few days, and gradually leave the city.
Park the vehicle on the overpass.
Ignoring Shiraishikawa sitting in the passenger seat, Hiratsuka Shizuka got out of the car, took out a bottle of black coffee, and lit a cigarette for herself.
She held onto the railing with both hands.
Looking out at the vast ocean, her tone became much lighter: "I don't know why, but I always feel like I'm encountering a lot of troubles!"
"..."
Standing beside Hiratsuka Shizuka.
Even though she was a tall, mature woman, she was still half a head shorter than Shiraishi Kawa, looking at Hiratsuka Shizuka, whose face was etched with exhaustion.
I didn't mind.
He said in a relaxed tone, "Hiratsuka-sensei, you must have... encountered an evil spirit, right?"
"Correct!"
She took a deep drag on her cigarette, handed the canned black coffee to Shiraishikawa, and stretched lazily, the sea breeze carrying a salty, damp feeling.
She said it very calmly.
Just by turning her head to see Shiraishikawa, who was completely at ease and took a sip of black coffee, Hiratsuka Shizuka's eyes twitched wildly.
I asked you to help me get it.
I didn't ask you to help me drink it, so isn't this practically the same as an indirect kiss?
She gripped the railing with both hands, looking at Shiraishi's calm face, and her mood inexplicably calmed down as well, just like when they spent time together in private.
I can't act like a teacher with this guy.
"Evil spirits have actually existed for a long time. To be precise, ordinary people don't have spiritual abilities, so they are not affected by them."
"So I suddenly gained spiritual abilities?"
"Yes."
Hiratsuka Shizuka was indeed easier to communicate with than Yukinoshita. She gathered the intimidating power that her Vajra Body passively emitted against evil spirits and pointed it forward.
It appears that the accident occurred on this overpass.
The evil spirit, still mutilated after death, is wandering by the roadside, waving and trying to get passing vehicles to stop, but these vehicles...
They did not notice the presence of the evil spirit.
The vehicle passed directly through its illusory, intangible body.
"Without spiritual awareness, evil spirits will not cause any impact on life, but if you can see evil spirits, there is no way to avoid them."
"And it can't be discovered by evil spirits, even though you can see it."
Shiraishikawa explained in a relaxed tone, pointing to the case in front of him, "If you are discovered, then the evil spirit will attack you."
"..."
Following Shiraishikawa's gaze, Hiratsuka Shizuka saw a mutilated, resentful evil spirit waving from the roadside in the distance.
I couldn't help but swallow hard.
According to Shiraishikawa, pretending not to see the evil spirits would prevent them from affecting her life, and she naturally had to find a way to overcome this.
But...
As the gaze focused on the evil spirit in the distance, it seemed to sense something and moved towards the direction where Shiraishikawa and Hiratsuka Shizuka were.
Even with his broken body, he had to come.
Its tone was chilling, and as the evil spirit drew closer, it seemed as if the air temperature dropped considerably as it roared, "You...you can see me?"
"..."
"I'm looking after your mother."
Noticing Hiratsuka Shizuka's solemn expression, Shiraishikawa didn't mind. Taking advantage of the fact that there were no vehicles passing by on the overpass, he handed over the Holy Sword.
The myriad phenomena of the universe.
Summon it directly. As the Holy Sword Master's level increases, the control over the Holy Sword becomes more and more effortless, following one's thoughts.
The crimson holy sword appeared like a fleeting shadow.
Piercing through the evil spirit, the purest soul power has a natural advantage against evil spirits, and the body, exuding a strong resentment, shatters instantly.
You have successfully killed the intermediate evil spirit and gained 100 experience points.
"..."
Watching the fleeting evil spirit and the weapon that Shiraishikawa casually summoned, Hiratsuka Shizuka's originally pale face went completely blank.
The evil spirit that was successfully killed turned into black mist and disappeared.
She tried to calm herself, turning her gaze to Shiraishi Kawa beside her, and said seriously, "So besides being a student, you're also..."
"She's an exorcist?!"
"..."
"That's it."
Considering that Miura Yumiko had already become a professional, there was no need for her to hide anything from Hiratsuka Shizuka, Shiraishikawa nodded with a smile.
He looked at the mature and elegant woman, Hiratsuka Shizuka, standing beside him.
He said in a relaxed tone, "Actually, there are quite a few people with spiritual abilities. My recommended solution is to just pretend you can't see them."
"Having spiritual abilities is an unchangeable fact."
"I can't exactly be like those characters in light novels, acting as a bodyguard and a personal exorcist for my beautiful teacher every day, can I?"
"..."
"What do you mean by a beautiful teacher's personal...exorcist expert?!"
Hearing Shiraishi's words, Hiratsuka Shizuka, who had read many of these kinds of clichéd comics, couldn't help but twitch at the corner of her mouth as she sized up the boy in front of her.
Take a deep breath and try to calm down.
Her tone was exceptionally serious: "Shiraishikawa, is there any way... to have a method like yours to fight evil spirits, so that the problem can be solved!"
"Have."
"But there's a price to pay, Professor Hiratsuka, can you accept it?"
Chapter 77: I have no objection to being a stepping stone, but can I take a look at your jade feet first?
Sensing that Shiraishi Kawa wasn't joking, Hiratsuka Shizuka looked at his serious expression and asked, "What's the price?"
"Hiratsuka-sensei, I recommend the method I just described."
"As long as you pretend you can't see ghosts, they won't pose a threat to you. As for the price of becoming... a superhuman."
She looked at Hiratsuka Shizuka, whose face was full of curiosity.
Shiraishikawa calmly shook his head and said, "Even from Hiratsuka-sensei's perspective, I would never accept such a price."
Don't be a riddle-maker!
The more Shiraishikawa said these words, the more curious Hiratsuka Shizuka became, confirming the methods this guy had just displayed.
It only appears in action-packed superhero comics.
now
The opportunity to possess the same power as the comic book character is right in front of me, and if the price is acceptable, I should be able to agree.
"It means becoming a servant of God, offering Him everything—body, soul, and faith—in this way."
"In exchange for the divine protection that grants them the status of extraordinary beings."
When pressed for answers, Shiraishikawa didn't identify himself as a god, wanting to see Hiratsuka Shizuka's reaction to the consequences.
result.
Somewhat unexpectedly, Hiratsuka Shizuka did not fly into a rage. Instead, she chuckled and shook her head, saying, "This price is actually quite reasonable."
"Shiraishi River..."
"You must be that...god, right?"
"Yes."
His identity was guessed, but Shiraishi Chuan didn't try to hide it. He nodded calmly and said, "Because the price is very high."
"So I don't particularly recommend it."
Carefully examining Shiraishikawa Koi's unwavering gaze, Hiratsuka Shizuka couldn't find any clues, but then she thought about what might truly be a deity.
I want to pretend.
How could an ordinary person like myself possibly see that?
She didn't seem to care, after all, it wasn't a dirty joke, it was just the result of pressing her: "Tell me, what happened?"
"Become an apostle of the god of pleasure, be chosen by the god of pleasure, gain divine authority, break through the shackles of ordinary life, and obtain extraordinary power."