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'and……'

As she walked, looking at the ribbon she had drawn that was not far away but seemed untouchable no matter what, even the most oblivious Kyoko Toshino realized something was wrong.

"Hey, is it foggy?"

As her surroundings began to blur, Funami Yui wondered with some confusion.

I also felt a little flustered.

Even if one's personality is much more mature, one is still a minor middle school student, and one's still somewhat immature heart will naturally feel afraid.

The others panicked as they watched the mist gradually envelop them.

"Toshino Kyoko... go back quickly..."

"Kyoko-senpai, stop playing around, this... this place is too dangerous..."

Hearing the anxious tone of Ayano and the others, Kyoko Toshino's originally rosy face turned slightly pale.

The button in her hand also malfunctioned; pressing it did nothing.

For some reason, Kyoko Toshino didn't dare to think about it anymore.

A nameless panic welled up in her heart; it seemed as if something was watching Toshino Kyoko from the dark fog.

'Could it be...'

He quickly dismissed the sudden speculation from his mind.

'It's all... urban legends... legends and stuff, how... how could that be... possible...?'

"Hmm... hmm! Let's go back quickly! Look... it seems the Slit-Mouthed Woman... no... isn't here..."

Forcing a reply, Toshino Kyoko, her eyes darting around in a panic, turned around and led everyone in a near-jogging run towards the town.

but…………

"Hahaha……"

'I can't go back...'

I ran for a full five minutes.

No matter how far I ran, the blood-red graffiti seemed to always be there.

"Why can't we go back?!"

The fog grew thicker, and even the last vestiges of moonlight disappeared.

"Sizzle... sizzle..."

Suddenly, the flashlight in Toshino Kyoko's hand began to flicker frequently, as if it were being interfered with by some unknown force.

The light could only penetrate less than two meters before it could penetrate any further.

At that moment, fear overwhelmed Yoshikawa Chinatsu like a tidal wave. Unable to suppress her panic any longer, she burst into tears.

The cries acted as a fuse to ignite panic, and the girls could no longer suppress their fear. Even the strongest girl, Funami Yui, was completely thrown into a panic.

It felt like falling into an ice cellar; my hands and feet grew increasingly cold.

They might have encountered a maze of ghosts!

'Think of something... think of something, Funami Yui!'

Seeing the girls, all pale-faced, huddling together and sobbing as they sought solace in each other, I was struck by their demeanor.

Kyoko Toshino's young heart was immediately overwhelmed with feelings of guilt.

'If it weren't for me... if I hadn't insisted on bringing everyone out... to see that Slit-Mouthed Woman... things wouldn't have turned out like this...'

Heartbroken, Kyoko Toshino didn't want to lose her friends, even if they hit her or scolded her, no matter what.

At this moment, the innocent Kyoko Toshino only wanted to get everyone out of the house and then seek their forgiveness.

But before Kyoko Toshino could say anything, suppressing the bitterness in her heart...

"Da... da..."

Light and ethereal, as if coming from the depths of darkness, an inexplicable sound suddenly rang out!

It struck the trembling hearts of the girls instantly.

"Wh... what was that sound?!"

The girls, their faces pale and their bodies trembling uncontrollably, were terrified by the slightest sound.

"Da... da..."

In the heavy gray fog, only a blurry white outline could be seen faintly.

With the footsteps drawing ever closer...

As the gray mist slowly dissipated, a pair of eerie green eyes emerged like will-o'-the-wisps. A tall girl in white, wearing a mask and holding scissors, asked gently in a somber voice.

"Am I beautiful...?"

The girls did not answer.

Or rather, they couldn't answer.

Excessive fear had rendered them speechless; the fact that they hadn't fainted was a testament to their incredible strength.

He stared blankly at the white-clad woman in front of him who was asking him a gentle question.

'Slit-Mouthed Woman...'

Their bodies went limp and they collapsed to the ground. No matter how unwilling they were, the girls had to accept the reality.

'The Slit-Mouthed Woman... is real...'

'I... am about to die...'

"Am I beautiful...?"

Seeing the girls who were completely stunned, the Slit-Mouthed Woman seemed to have found some interesting prey.

He stretched out his pale, bony arm and slowly pulled down his mask.

A huge rift extending to the eye socket, the connected muscle tissue violently torn apart, sticking together like a rugged chasm, with blood dripping downwards.

With her eerie green eyes wide open, the slit-mouthed woman, holding scissors, slowly walked towards the group of women and smiled gently.

'Are we... going to die...?'

The girls had never wanted to faint like this before.

But some inexplicable force seemed to keep them conscious, and they could only stare blankly as the shadow of "death" gradually enveloped them.

Just as the slit-mouthed woman's scissors fell, and the girls were filled with despair.

"Please stay away from these lovely girls..."

A magnetic male voice suddenly came from behind the girls.

Like a ray of light shining into the darkness, the girls' empty eyes suddenly shone with a new vitality.

'A boy's voice... is someone coming... to save me...?'

Their eyes brightened as they noticed a strong hand reaching out to them, as if they were drowning.

At this moment, the girl had only one thought in her mind.

'Anyone will do... please... save them...'

"Da da……"

The footsteps were steady and powerful. As the footsteps drew closer, the dark fog seemed to have encountered its natural enemy and parted to create a passage without warning.

The figures gradually became clearer, and streaks of silvery moonlight shone down.

A handsome young man, dressed in white shirt and black pants, bathed in a hazy silver light, tall and smiling, carrying a bag, dispelled the gloomy fog.

It came into the girls' view.

"This smog lady, or rather..."

A faint, deep purple mist slowly emerged from his hand, and the boy's smile became even more pronounced.

'We caught a big fish...'

He looked at the woman in white, whose eyes held both fear and excitement, just like his own.

Jiang Yuan said slowly

"Where is the Slit-Mouthed Woman...?"

'The energy... is finally secured...'

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"Could you watch over the groceries I bought? They cost 700 yen..."

The handsome young man, who seemed to regard the monster as nothing and emanated a deep, ethereal aura, addressed Kyoko Toshino and the girls in this way.

"Oh... oh oh..."

Completely stunned and with her mind blank, Kyoko Toshino subconsciously took the bag from the boy's hand.

"I couldn't help but feel scared, but it was over very quickly."

He smiled and offered a word of comfort to Kyoko Toshino, Ayano Sugiura, and the others.

Then a tall figure stood in front of them, shielding them from the monster.

My face... feels so hot...

Why is my heart beating so fast...?

As Funami Yui and the others watched the boy's sturdy figure shielding them from the monster, a strange emotion welled up within them.

'How... strange...'

Unaware of what the girls were thinking, Jiang Yuan saw the Slit-Mouthed Woman as nothing more than a moving ball of energy!

Name: Slit-Mouthed Woman Level: Level 1 According to the system, from low to high, the levels of strangeness are: unranked, level three, level two, level one, and special level!

The standard energy points are increased exponentially by ten, one hundred, and one thousand, and the energy points also vary depending on the intensity of the strange phenomenon.

A single level one standard anomaly is enough to earn him 10, 000 energy points! That's a full thousand times more than a mediocre one!

Jiang Yuan didn't know how much energy it would take for the Sharingan to evolve into the Mangekyou Sharingan, but even if it couldn't evolve, 10, 000 energy points would be enough to boost his physical abilities significantly!

This is a mobile vault!

Looking at the humans who forcibly intruded into the space she had created, she felt a vague sense of stinging pain.

The Slit-Mouthed Woman's instincts craved the human before her with a frenzied desire!

'Eat him! Eat him! Eat him!'

To give in to the ever-growing greed in one's heart!

"Am I... beautiful...?"

Even as the stinging sensation intensifies, the instinct for hunting and evolution far outweighs any fear of danger!

Unable to suppress her overwhelming desire, the slit-mouthed woman's yandere-like voice trembled as she spoke.

"Oh……"

Just as the Slit-Mouthed Woman finished speaking, a strange feeling enveloped his heart, making him want to tell her his thoughts.

"The rules of murder?"

The so-called Slit-Mouthed Woman's killing rule is that if she is ugly, she will be killed.

If you say she's pretty, she'll slash your face with scissors, leaving a huge gash just like hers!