"Bang!"
With a dull thud, the glass didn't budge an inch.
Instead, Sanka was sent flying back by the force of the recoil. "We can't get out; the entire room has been sealed off!"
At this moment, Miko limped out of the bedroom in a disheveled state, with blood still at the corner of her mouth.
"Lord Akuto, I'm counting on you!"
"I told you, I don't care about your mess."
Akuto closed his eyes again.
"I'll wear that Gothic-style dress."
Akuto was taken aback.
Before Akuto could react, Miko closed her eyes and said with a flushed face. "And I'll pair it with black lace thigh-high stockings."
"I... who asked you to wear that kind of thing!" Akuto flared up in a fit of anger.
Miko had calmed down with eerie composure; she had caught Akuto off guard.
"Lord Akuto, the shopping platform has a browsing history."
"Who would use someone else's phone to look at that kind of stuff? It's weird, okay! Also, the black lace thigh-highs were in the search history."
Silence was golden tonight.
Following a period of silence, incantation marks began to crawl over Miko's body.
By now, the cursed spirit had already grabbed Sanka and was stuffing her into its mouth.
"Whoosh!"
Akuto's figure brushed past Sanka.
He originally intended to save Sanka first, but he hadn't expected the cursed spirit to react so quickly.
"Ah, what an annoyingly sharp reaction."
"Wouldn't it be better to just die quietly?"
Akuto stood up, swaying slightly, and scratched his head, "Hey Miko, that girl seems a bit dead, so let's just give up on her."
Hearing this, Sanka, who was rolling her eyes back, immediately exploded with an incredible will to live, waving her hands. "No, no, no! I think I can still be saved! Please save me!"
The cursed spirit's attention was drawn by Sanka, but when it looked back toward Akuto, there was no one there!
"How dull."
Akuto's low voice sounded from behind the cursed spirit, his index and middle fingers pressed against the back of its head.
"Cleave!"
Squelch!
Flesh and blood splattered, drenching Sanka in foul-smelling blood.
Looking back, the cursed spirit's head had been sliced into countless perfect cubes by Akuto!
"Mi... Miko? You..."
Sanka looked at Miko in shock, unable to understand why someone with such formidable power would take on a C-rank mission.
However, if it weren't for Miko, she and Inukai would probably both be dead. "I remember now, you are the fifth S-rank Psychic, Lord Akuto. There were rumors before that Senior Akuto was two souls in one body."
Inukai spoke the longest sentence he had said so far.
He then looked at Akuto with admiration.
"I didn't expect to be on a mission with an S-rank. Lord Akuto is indeed ridiculously strong."
Akuto, who was about to show off, lost interest after being showered with such flattery and silently went offline. "Sanka, are you okay?"
Hearing Miko's female voice return, Sanka snapped out of it and nodded. "I'm fine now, thanks to Miss Yotsuya."
...More than a month passed in the blink of an eye.
During the summer vacation, Miko's combat strength grew stronger, having essentially received the true teachings of Teacher Okuma.
After seeing Miko's talent, Teacher Okuma had been hoping she would participate in competitions.
However, Miko refused them all.
In that month, Miko's rank had also risen to B-rank Psychic.
Meanwhile, in the conference room of the Exorcism Society Headquarters.
"Kitamura, how is your experiment going?"
The man sitting in the main seat asked with a solemn expression while looking at the documents on the table.
The obese Kitamura gave a playful smile.
"Regrettably, Minister, we failed."
"The power of the mummy is simply not something an ordinary person can accept. We tried seven people, and all of them turned into Special Grade cursed spirits in an instant."
"Therefore, we have reason to suspect that Yotsuya Miko is special, or rather... The Yotsuya Family is special."
"I request to initiate Plan B."
"I disagree!"
A middle-aged man wearing thick glasses slammed the table and stood up. "This kind of thing is practically playing with fire. You are gambling on whether a cursed spirit has any humanity!"
"Have you considered what if Akuto cares deeply about the members of the Yotsuya Family? Then we will be facing an unprecedentedly powerful cursed spirit!"
The Minister in the main seat also looked toward Kitamura.
Kitamura narrowed his eyes, a cold light flickering in them, "Of course, we have considered that scenario."
"But we do not believe a mere Special Grade cursed spirit can have any significant impact on us."
(T/N: You sure?)
"Furthermore, once the plan begins, the primary participants will enter underground facilities where no one can find them."
Hattori leaned over the table, propping himself up:
"And what if you fail? We will suffer endless retaliation!"
Kitamura took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands and smiled slightly.
"If we succeed, we will obtain a powerful weapon capable of keeping Akuto in check, and we will also have control measures in place to prevent things from getting out of hand."
"If we fail, then it doesn't matter."
"It is just a cursed spirit. Since it wants the mummy, we'll just give it to him."
"You!"
Hattori was in disbelief; wasn't this an even more insane move?
Kitamura gave a cold laugh, "Of course, we are not without preparations."
"Do you all remember the S-rank spiritual item, the evil-suppressing hairpin? What would happen if it were paired with the original body of the spirit-dispelling mallet, the A-rank spiritual item, the Demon-Vanquishing Hammer?"
The entire conference room fell into a dead silence.
The plan Kitamura presented wasn't unfeasible, but it was extremely risky.
The evil-suppressing hairpin could seal any cursed spirit, Special Grade included; it just couldn't be moved.
And the Demon-Vanquishing Hammer could strike out all external evils from within a human body!
"Then what if Akuto forcibly parasitizes someone else?"
Hattori's tone softened; after all, this was his last card.
Kitamura laughed so hard that the fat on his body trembled. "Mr. Hattori is truly confused. How many people in the entire country can see the mummy?"
"As long as we ensure no one who can see it is present, Akuto won't be able to harm anyone, nor will he be able to parasitize anyone."
Thorough!
At this moment, everyone realized that Kitamura had calculated almost every possible situation to death.
The best-case scenario was that Akuto didn't care about the Yotsuya Family, giving them ample time for experiments, even if the test subjects died.
At worst, they could appease Akuto by 'handing over the mummy.'
Then take the opportunity to seal him.
If Akuto went on a rampage, they would just have to be quick; Akuto couldn't kill that many people in a short time anyway.
Appropriate sacrifices are necessary!
There were four variables in this plan: experiment success, experiment failure, Akuto going mad, and Akuto not going mad.
Contingency plans were made for all four situations.
Then there was no reason not to execute this plan!
"Very well! This matter will be handled by Kitamura. Be quick and don't leave any flaws."
"Once we fail, we won't have a second chance."
The Minister of the Exorcism Society made the final decision.
However, at this moment, Hattori raised his hand. "I'm sorry, I won't participate."
Just as he finished speaking, Mr. Tosou also raised his hand.
"I'm sorry, I won't get involved in these matters. I'm only responsible for intelligence."
"I'm not participating either."
"Me neither!"
A total of four people chose to withdraw, while the other eight chose to execute the plan.
"Fine, those who don't want to participate won't be forced."
"Dismissed."
"Kitamura, this behavior of yours will meet with retribution sooner or later."
Hattori whispered as he walked past Kitamura; he still couldn't accept Kitamura's use of others for experiments.
Kitamura was even willing to sacrifice a large number of civilians to let Akuto vent his anger.
"You think if we fail, you'll be able to stay out of it? Laughably naive."
"Those without the guts don't deserve a seat at the table."
"After all these years, the first controllable Special Grade cursed spirit has appeared! We will create a new era! Create true superhumans!"
Kitamura had a look of fanaticism on his face.
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T/N: And that's how the losers are written in history, confident but lost by the end of the war.
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