After leaving the Amiya residence, Shiroko did not head to Seifu Academy.
Instead, he took out the Bamboo Copter, placed it on his head, and headed toward a certain location.
His destination was the Takayanagi residence. According to Mitsuko, this Friday, Takayanagi Tomozo would marry the married woman of the Takutomi family—Takutomi Sumie—as his third wife.
Since she hadn't yet beco the public plaything from the original plot, he didn't mind saving her.
After all, she was considered one of his formative awakenings.
Half an hour later, Shiroko successfully arrived in the airspace above the Takayanagi residence.
Sweeping his gaze across the area, he found it completely empty. In the massive courtyard, only a few cherry blossom trees blood quietly.
After searching several rooms in a row and finding them all empty, Shiroko erged from the ground, his brow furrowing slightly. "Hmm? Why is no one here?"
Right at that mont, the sound of braking suddenly echoed from outside the gates.
Following that, the sound of approaching footsteps could be heard.
Listening to the steadily approaching footsteps, Shiroko pulled the Thunder Blade from his coat, waiting for the person to enter so he could give them a big surprise.
However, the person did not enter the main door, but instead chose to change paths halfway.
Having finally found soone, Shiroko naturally wouldn't let them go easily. He imdiately sank slowly into the ground.
Following slowly underground, he found the right opportunity to cast an Eye of Investigation, and the target's detailed information appeared before him:
"Na: Takayanagi Ichiro Age: 28 Affection: 0 Skills: Business Mastery Overall Strength: Tier 1 High Stage Recent Thoughts: That damn old man, why won't he just die already..."
Before long, Shiroko followed him to a warehouse in the backyard.
Seeing the warehouse, he couldn't help but smack his own forehead hard. How could he have forgotten this place?
In the original plot, that bastard Takayanagi Tomozo had committed no shortage of beastly acts here.
The next mont, Takayanagi Ichiro pushed open the heavy wooden doors and walked inside.
Just as he entered, Shiroko could faintly hear waves of moans and cries of pain.
Heading toward the source of the sounds, what greeted his eyes was a scene that could only be described as R-rated.
Looking at the skinny, blood-red old man, Shiroko threw an Eye of Investigation at him:
"Na: Takayanagi Tomozo (Takayanagi Rensei) Age: 55 Affection: -20 Skills: Life Drain, Ghost Blade Slash, Whirlwind Slash, Wind-Facing Single Strike Overall Strength: Tier 3 Lower Stage"
This was his first ti seeing such a status panel. Adhering to the principle of asking when he didn't understand, Shiroko questioned his little system. "System, what's the situation with Takayanagi Tomozo?"
"Ancestor possession? Isn't that just a ghost!"
"Good grief, this world even has ghosts?"
Listening to the system's helpful prompt, Shiroko fell into deep thought.
Indeed, in many of the depraved ani from his past life, there were nurous overpowered existences, such as in *Bible Black* and *Moonlight Lady*.
It was just that he hadn't thought in that direction from the beginning.
Thinking about it now, since this was a combined universe of depraved ani, it was perfectly normal for such things to exist.
At this thought, Shiroko couldn't help but feel a bit eager to improve his own strength.
'It seems I really need to speed things up.'
Takayanagi Tomozo—or rather, Takayanagi Rensei—who was tirelessly thrusting away, heard the approaching footsteps and abruptly turned his head. "Who is it?!"
Then, he saw Takayanagi Ichiro slowly walking down the stairs.
Seeing that it was his son in na, Takayanagi Rensei's expression softened slightly. "What are you doing here?"
"Father, the matter has been taken care of!"
"Understood. Get out!"
Nodding with a hint of impatience, Takayanagi Rensei casually picked up a candle from the side.
"Ugh..."
Listening to that miserable whimper, it was as if he were hearing the most beautiful lody in the world, and a look of pure enjoynt surfaced on his face.
But the next mont, a voice as cold as ice suddenly echoed in the ears of the three people. "You won't be leaving!"
"Who's there?!"
Imdiately, Takayanagi Rensei moved with a whoosh, darting toward the katana enshrined in front of the idol not far away.
But just as he was less than twenty centiters away from it, a cold light flashed, followed by a withered arm flying into the air.
Along with the withered arm ca a geyser of blood.
Seeing this, Takayanagi Ichiro didn't say a word and imdiately turned tail and fled, trying to slip away.
But the next mont, twenty Thunderbirds fiercely struck him.
In just a few seconds, he was reduced to a pile of charred remains, burying him along with all his burning ambitions.
In response to this, Takayanagi Rensei didn't show the slightest bit of heartache. He rely clutched his severed arm and looked at the black-clad, masked Shiroko with an incredibly solemn expression. "Who might you be, sir?"
"You don't need to worry about that. Tell , should I call you Takayanagi Tomozo, or Takayanagi Rensei?"
Looking at the man before him, as well as that dripping wet thing, Shiroko felt disgusted, yet a dangerously amiable smile surfaced on his face.
The opponent's entire strength lay in his sword. Now that one of his arms had been severed, ninety-nine percent of his power was gone. He was no longer a threat.
"Y-You..."
Hearing his own na from Shiroko's mouth, Takayanagi Rensei was instantly shocked, his body involuntarily stumbling back two steps.
'How could anyone in this world see through my identity? How is that possible?!'
Quite satisfied with the other party's reaction, Shiroko gently stroked the Thunder Blade in his hand, a nacingly kind smile playing at the corners of his lips. "When people die, they should disappear. Don't you agree?"
"Damn it!"
Cursing angrily, Takayanagi Rensei didn't dare to hesitate and hurriedly separated himself from Takayanagi Tomozo's body.
According to his logic, since he was now a heroic spirit, the other party shouldn't be able to harm him at all.
It could only be said that he must have left his brain behind when he died. Did he not see the Thunderbirds the other party had just cast?
You're a ghost! Who gave you the sheer audacity to face lightning head-on?!
Thus, without any surprise, it was ga over for him!
Trapped in place by the Lightning Cage, he took thirteen Thunderbirds head-on before being reduced to a cloud of ashes.
Truth be told, to be able to take thirteen Thunderbirds head-on with a ghost's body before dying... this guy was undeniably tough!
And after his death, a pleasant system prompt suddenly chid:
It was only then that Shiroko rembered the system had once ntioned he could also earn Salvation Points by slaying evil creatures.
It was just that he had never encountered any, so he had tossed the thought to the back of his mind.
Now that he was reminded, he finally realized that the system had hinted long ago that this world was far from simple.
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