“How is it, little girl?”
After simply explaining the usage of the Command Spells to Mizuki Mirei, that playful, mocking smile appeared once again on Ibaraki Doji’s innocent-looking face.
She tilted her head, her golden slit pupils examining Mizuki Mirei with great interest, as if she were admiring an interesting toy.
“Now, you are already my shrine maiden, and you have also grasped this power from the hell of resentment.”
“So… the next thing to do… is to stir up conflict, right?”
She whispered in a tone filled with temptation.
“No need to deny it. I can clearly see that in your heart, the flames of anger are raging.”
“That old head priest in the inner shrine was sighing constantly just now. It must be because this shrine has encountered some massive trouble, right?”
Ibaraki Doji’s voice became increasingly delighted.
By the end of her words, she couldn’t help but let out a low, snickering laugh, a sound filled with a craving for blood and violence.
“Oh, my shrine maiden, rest assured… I am not the type of demon who just takes a free ride.”
“Tell me, where are we going next? Who are we going to kill? And how many?”
At this moment, she was no longer that cute loli who loved sweets, but a genuine evil spirit that had crawled out of hell.
She made no effort to conceal her yearning for slaughter and destruction; that pure malice made the surrounding air turn icy cold.
Being stared at by Ibaraki Doji’s aggressive gaze, Mizuki Mirei felt a chill shoot from the soles of her feet straight to her scalp.
She subconsciously took a step back, avoiding the other’s gaze.
“I… I haven’t… thought it through yet.”
She said somewhat flusteredly.
She truly hadn’t thought about what she should actually do after obtaining Ibaraki Doji’s power.
This is 21st-century Japan, a modern civilized society ruled by rules and order.
Although the Miyuan Cult was pressuring Shifune Shrine step by step with despicable methods, at least on the surface, they were still using debt contracts and legal provisions to exert pressure on her father.
A seventeen-year-old apprentice shrine maiden like her—was she really going to use this kind of supernatural power to deal with a group of people who…
at least on the surface, were still considered “legitimate”?
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“Huh? What kind of answer is that?”
Hearing Mizuki Mirei’s weak response, the smile on Ibaraki Doji’s face vanished instantly, replaced by undisguised disappointment and disdain.
“You are a shrine maiden who serves a demon! What’s with that pathetic look on your face?”
“In my opinion, there’s no need to think about so many superfluous things. Just tear all those guys you hate into pieces, isn’t that enough? Simple and direct!”
Ibaraki Doji’s words were like a devil’s whisper, filled with a fatal temptation.
Listening to her words, Mizuki Mirei’s eyes gradually began to blur.
She seemed to recall once again that bone-deep fear and powerlessness she felt this afternoon when the people from the Miyuan Cult broke into the shrine.
She also remembered her father’s aged and lonely back, as well as that sigh filled with helplessness and bitterness.
Angry?
Of course she was angry!
Hateful?
Of course she was hateful!
At that moment, she had even had the crazy thought of just taking those people down with her and destroying everything completely.
“Kill them… kill them all?”
Mizuki Mirei’s gaze involuntarily turned toward the dark, deep mountain path down the hill.
In her mind, the face of Saito Shigeru from this evening, polite yet exuding a cold aura, clearly emerged.
That’s right, for dealing with jackals like the Miyuan Cult who wear the cloak of religion, the simplest and most effective method is to use absolute violence to crush them completely!
But…
Is this really okay?
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Once she did that, what would be the difference between her and those people?
“Sorry… I really am… a wishy-washy woman.”
Mizuki Mirei’s eyes regained their clarity; she painfully closed her eyes, a look of self-loathing appearing on her face.
“When it comes to the critical moment, I can never make up my mind.”
Just by imagining the scene in her mind where she coldly ordered Ibaraki Doji to attack, Mizuki Mirei felt a wave of inexplicable panic.
After all, she was still too young.
Although she occasionally had some crazy thoughts due to impulse, when it came to actually putting them into practice, she would always shrink back due to various concerns.
At the end of the day, she was just a young girl who grew up in an ordinary family environment and whose mind was not yet fully mature.
Just like at school, she knew full well that as long as she could be more proactive and decisive, put aside that pathetic self-esteem, and build a closer relationship with Hibiki Tachibana, it would be possible to connect Shifune Shrine to the unshakeable Tachibana Family.
But, she hesitated.
As a result, after being classmates for over a month, their relationship had only remained at the awkward level of acquaintances who were slightly better than ordinary classmates.
She was always like this, hesitant and indecisive in the face of opportunity.
“Well, it’s understandable that you would be so hesitant.”
Unexpectedly, this time, Ibaraki Doji did not mock her again.
She looked at the shrine maiden who was hugging her knees and curled up on the ground like an injured little animal, a flash of calmness passing through her golden slit pupils.
Such a Mizuki Mirei could not become a qualified tool in Hibiki Tachibana’s hands.
“After all, you have lived under the sunlight your whole life.”
“Since that’s the case, let me take you to see it.”
Ibaraki Doji jumped down from the corridor and walked in front of Mizuki Mirei.
“This world… the side that is steeped in darkness.”
“There, the boundary between humans and demons becomes very blurred. The number of humans we evil spirits eat is far less than the number of their own kind that you humans eat…”
She reached out her hand, a meaningful smile on her face.
“Let’s go, my shrine maiden. Tonight, I will teach you a lesson.”