Chapter 81. Resentment
Chapter 81. Resentment
The smell of burning washed over his nose, and every face carried a look of distorted resentment.
Only now did Sakura Yuki understand what Kitagawaji meant when he said, 'I'll leave it to them to solve your problem. What exactly is the meaning.
This is the hatred that spans ten years, the heavy black resentment that rises to the sky, that even Kitagawaji can not help but frown.
"Kitagawa-kun." A voice sounded behind Kitagawaji.
Kitagawaji looked back, only then saw behind himself black dress half stained with blood Sakiya Yukie.
Her face was pale, the original whiteless pupils became scarlet and evil, a trace of black gas emerged from her body.
In the end, Sakiya Yukie still took this path.
Grievous Spiritualization.
"I kept my promise." Kitagawa-ji said.
He was not the least bit surprised by the appearance of Sakiara Yukari behind him.
Because it was Kitagawa-ji who brought her from the library side.
During the process of bringing her here, Kitagawaji had also mentioned that Sakiara Arihiko might be resentful, and that there should be no problem as long as she continued to stay in the library.
However, Sakiara Arashi smiled brightly at that time, and her quiet and elegant temperament blossomed: "Then when the time comes, I will trouble Kitagawa-kun to get rid of me."
Even now, Kitagawaji still remembers the expression of Sakiya Yukie, who had dark tears dropping from the corners of her eyes as she spoke.
Obviously afraid, but still wanted to be with his classmate at the end.
Obviously only a spirit, but still maintain the good nature of the living.
....
Sakiya Yukie also understands how she has changed now.
The biggest point is perhaps the mentality aspect.
She felt that she could do anything, a tyrannical emotion that she had never felt before was churning in her head, and she couldn't help but look at Kitagawaji in front of her and reach out and tear her opponent in half.
Black saliva slipped from her mouth as Sakiya Yukie looked at Kitagawaji's neck and couldn't help but reach out her claws...
--
Kitagawaji's icy gaze, however, quickly brought Sakiara Arashi back to her senses.
She sharply withdrew her hand, and her voice, which had been crisp and clean, became distorted and hoarse: "Kitagawa-kun...
"Kitagawa-kun... Wait a minute... Hands down faster, I'm afraid of pain."
"You go ahead." Kitagawa-ji stared at her, his face bland.
Sakiya Yukari nodded, and with a scarlet airflow, her whole body rushed into the black hole wrapped around the human face with all her might.
Rumble-
With a low muffled sound and a disgusting writhing, Sakiya Arashi's body emerged above the black hole of the human face.
The black fluid turned into Sakiya Asuka's long black hair, the painfully charred human face became a decoration on the long hair, the black dress on her body faded completely into a long blood red dress, and something seemed to twist and burrow under the hem.
As the only spirit with any sense, Sakiya Yukari gained dominance in an instant.
The resentment was even more intense, so thick that the nearest Yuko Sakura's eyes bulged and her throat puffed violently.
Ordinary people can't even breathe under such resentment.
"This is the complete medium resentment." Kitagawaji narrowed his eyes while expressionlessly trying to rip the poor Nishikujo, who was clinging to his collar and shivering, off his body.
The entire second year B class, with ten years of grievances brewing, was already only one step away from the medium grievance spirit, and finally with the entry of Sakiya Yukie, the former party, is also finally on the threshold of the medium grievance spirit.
"Now it's up to Sakiara to hold up that sliver of clarity in her brain."
Kitagawaji searingly watched the other party's movements while reaching out to cover Nishikujo's poor eyes.
"... Yukari..." Sakura Yuki was already almost at the end of her mortal life.
After being hit by such a strong resentment, her vitality had also dissipated quite a bit.
Sakura Yuki was just about to continue talking, however, the next moment -
Her body and the student bench were lifted up by Sakiura Yuki, whose hands were twisted and deformed.
The sound of bones shattering and blood exploding out of her body made the most miserable dirge.
Everyone knew how to wring a towel, but no one knew what a whole person would be wrung into by the wringing of a towel.
But Kitagawaji had seen it.
Blood spurted like a fountain into Sakiya Yukie's mouth, a crisp, clean death that left Yuki Sakura without even a wail until he died.
Sucha High School was quiet.
Except for the occasional sound or two from it, it seemed to be business as usual.
Kitagawaji pulled out the dagger he was rewarded with at that moment.
The dagger hilt with the entire body is frighteningly short, almost ten centimeters at a cursory glance.
And the dagger blade also carries a heavy black blood stain that cannot be erased at all, making the silvery shiny part of the dagger look a lot dimmer.
System prompt: You have found the 'Spirit Dagger Kanda'.
Spirit Dagger Kandin: This is an unknown and blood-stained dagger, the maker of which used it to pierce his own heart in order to prevent others from getting it, because he couldn't get enough of it. So far, it is said that those who obtain the dagger will see the undead carrying the scarlet forged hammer. Countless collectors have gone mad to get it, so I hope you won't be the next one.
System Tip: The parting will grow with the spirit you absorb.
System Tip: The parting is a special receding spirit item that cannot be seen by normal people or monitored by scientific means. The only way to detect its existence is to imbue it with special power.
The scent of blood came from the dagger body.
Kitagawaji's wrist turned, Kanadin on the dagger handle, like a butterfly fluttering between the fingers.
He looked back, the other side of the body surging Sakiya Arashi has thrown aside only the skin of the body, scarlet eyes also turned to him.
The red dress of Mori cold tyranny fluttered in the wind, and her claws were still dripping blood drop by drop.
In the end, Sakiya Yukie still failed?
Kantei slipped into his hand, Kitagawaji held his breath, not daring to slow down for a moment.
This was the first time he had actually fought a medium grievance spirit in full form, and it was only logical that he should do his best.
After all, the difference between a primary grievance spirit and a medium grievance spirit is a difference in level.
When Kitagawaji was on guard, he noticed that Sakiya Yuki's body suddenly trembled violently.
"Kitagawa-kun... Quickly..."
Sakiya Arashi's hoarse voice came out, but soon, the voice was covered up again, the clarity in the other party's eyes only remained for a moment, and the eerie and grim tone line came out as
"Kitagawa-kun looks so special... So eager to tear apart... I want to--"
Before she could finish her sentence, her entire body came to another halt.
The original in Sakiara Yukie's body trembling before speaking, Kitagawa Temple has already bully forward, a turn of the wrist, the whole person with a forward momentum ruthlessly through the Kanto into her neck.
Just like a hot knife cutting through butter, the sharpness of the kanji was not reduced by its plain appearance.
The head flipped up.
Kitagawa-ji's voice also came out.
"I can only use this way, it shouldn't cause you any pain."
That moment when Sakiya Arashi paused was supposed to be an opportunity.
Kitagawaji is not like some novel protagonists who have a chance to solve everything, but they have to talk for a while, pretend for a while, and then settle things.
That is simply a need to play hard to get plot.
And Kitagawaji from the beginning is as long as you can do it absolutely do not say a word about the character.
Besides -
That in itself was Sakiya Yukari's request.
But...
Kitagawaji pulled the deadly aura at the tips of his fingers and withdrew Kanade, and when he looked back, his opponent's head actually flew back, and with a sickening writhing sound, his neck was connected to his head again.
It seems... The matter is not so easy to end.
Kitagawa-ji's eyes reappeared with a slight aura of death.