Chapter 254: Soul Summoning Pencil

Kimura Kazuki had a theory in mind before he arrived, but he just could not confirm it.

Now that he met Takeshi Yuta, he confirmed most of his theory. He had been curious as there seemed to be no reiki in the eyes of the little ghost he just saw as well as in the eyes of the ghost face warrior. More importantly, their gazes had been sluggish. Although the dark red little ghost had a dynamic mannerism, it felt somewhat “designed.”

Besides, although he realized that there were a hundred ghosts when he entered the house earlier, they did not have much potential. They looked like they were controlled by someone, like puppets dangling by a string.

Especially Yuki-onna, her sluggishness was the most apparent of all since the distance between them was the closest when they were facing each other.

He looked at Takeshi Yuta without any expression while thinking. Without introducing himself, he said, “Tell me, are the ghost face warrior around Takeshi Rena and the ghost following Ayumi Murakami your doing?” He had no intention to show a good face toward some supernatural criminal.

Takeshi Yuta tore his gaze away from Chiba Shiori’s face and finally looked at Kimura Kazuki. With his fat cheeks, he snorted and said. “What ghost face warrior? That’s Asahi Kamiya from “The Warrior of the Dawn.” The little ghost has a name too, it’s called Yuichi.” He realized what he said soon, but he did not explain why pop culture came into discussion.

Kimura Kazuki looked around his surroundings before he set his eyes upon a bamboo-made pencil. He used his powers slightly, and the pencil reached his palm within a flick of his consciousness.

The bamboo-made pencil was no different from those on the market. However, there was cool to the touch. He did not even need to sense using his powers to notice that there was a strong reiki that was emitted from the pencil. Sensing the reiki, he was surprised, but he did not show it.

He had been guessing that Takeshi Yuta obtained some sort of object akin to “The Art of Kendo”.

During the earlier times of recuperation of reiki in his past life, aside from animals, plants, and humans, there were also strange phenomenons on books and other everyday objects. These objects from the ancient era absorbed reiki and presented itself in the form of a spiritual body. This allowed the people who absorbed reiki to fully understand the contents of these books, allowing even ordinary people to use these unusual objects.

Although the reiki of this world had not recuperated yet, absorbing reiki for a long time could still cause certain soul bodies to be born. He had unexpectedly bumped upon it.

“What are you doing!?” Takeshi Yuta shouted, fear lacing his voice when he saw his pencil appear in Kimura Kazuki’s palm in just a blink of an eye.

At the next moment, Kimura Kazuki felt the pencil leave his grasp to reappear on Takeshi Yuta’s palm. There was no motion, the pencil simply disappeared and reappeared on Takeshi Yuta’s hands.

Takeshi Yuta stared at Kimura Kazuki with anger as he felt disrespected. However, there were hints of fear deep in his eyes. The fear only dissipated when he gripped the pencil in his hands as it gave him a sense of security.

He was clear that he was nothing but an ordinary person. Although there might be a hundred ghosts in the house, he knew that he would not be able to handle any fights by himself. He felt regretful as he thought back to the moment he invited the two individuals into his house.

He got too prideful, confident that he would be safe with the ghosts in the house.

Deep in thought, Takeshi Yuta gripped the pencil tightly. At the next moment, six demons appeared by Takeshi Yuta’s side, along with some swishing noises.

Kimura Kazuki shook his head but said nothing when he saw Takeshi Yuta relax while being protected behind the demons. It probably meant a lot to Takeshi Yuta, although Kimura Kazuki could just take the demons down with just one breath.

He looked at the demons in front of him, not recognizing who they were. He turned to Chiba Shiori and saw that she was leaning toward him, looking confused as well.

Having done her research on the supernatural world of Japan to get close to Kimura Kazuki, Chiba Shiori still did not recognize any of the figures in front of her. The demons in her mind were horrifying and grotesque, but these demons seemed to be those beautified by pop culture.

She could only depend on their characteristics to identify them. There were still some that could be easily recognized. For example, the Tengu, Tamamo no Mae, and Shuten-dōji. They were the demons that were famous in Japan with distinguishable characteristics. They could change their faces, but Chiba Shiori would still recognize them as long as they did not change their characteristics. “Who the hell are you two!?” Takeshi Yuta hid at the very back under the protection of the six strongest demons among the hundred. He glared at Kimura Kazuki with hatred, “Are you from the government?”

Kimura Kazuki did not answer and stared at Takeshi Yuta instead. He looked like he was not to be messed with, “Is the little ghost following Ayumi Murakami your doing?”

Takeshi Yuta did not understand why Kimura Kazuki kept asking this question but came forward with his answer without bothering to lie because he was confident with the potential of the hundred ghosts, “That’s right. I ordered Yuichi to follow that woman and give her a little lesson. When my sister brought me to Seikisha for a visit, that woman scolded my sister as soon as they met. She must be jealous of my sister’s talents and a wicked woman. She probably made her way up to power by sleeping around.”

So prideful!

Looking at Takeshi Yuta, who was acting proud as if he was doing a reasonable thing, Kimura Kazuki could only think of this term.

An ordinary young person could have an imbalance in feelings after getting his hands on a superpower, but that was not an excuse to harm anyone. Besides, letting a little ghost out to harm someone just because that person had scolded his sister? The guy obviously had some problems in the head.

“Did you know that Ayumi Murakami is going crazy after half a month of torture?” Chiba Shiori could not help but voiced out. Although Ayumi Murakami looked normal when they met this afternoon, she knew that she was just being professional at work.

However, as soon as she communicated with Ayumi Murakami on a deeper level, she found out that she was reaching her limit very soon.

She had spoken to Ayumi Murakami, so she knew that she was not as horrible as Takeshi Yuta described.

Takeshi Yuta’s tone softened as he retorted Chiba Shiori’s accusation. He had never gotten a lot of chances to see pretty girls in his life, “I am letting Yuichi follow her for a month, and that is my test for her. If she can’t get through it, then she’s not strong enough mentally. If she ends up dead, then she’s dead. It might be better for our society to have someone as horrible as her gone.”

Chiba Shiori only got angrier upon listening to his reply.

Takeshi Yuta did not look like a bad person, but to have no respect for life and to take other people’s lives and play with it was infuriating. There might still be mercy in him, and he might do some kind acts sometimes. However, his mentality mutated when it was challenged. He no longer saw himself as a human but as a higher form, a god.

Chiba Shiori could never understand this kind of attitude whereby one could have no respect for human life.

On the contrary, Kimura Kazuki could understand it perfectly.

He had met many people like Takeshi Yuta in his past life, especially during the earlier times of the era of the recuperation of reiki.

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