How should a person without supernatural powers save the world in the Shura field?

Yamada**.

Died in an unmanned men's bathroom in a weird and eerie way.

Not long after Tsunayoshi and Ayu left, even before the bell rang for the end of the class, he was tragically found dead with all his bones broken in reverse.His face was bloody and bloody, except for the wounds he had scratched, there were lacerations all over his face, his whole body was torn apart, blood was drained, and the white bones were exposed in the bloody air.

At the age of 16, Yamada ended his life in this ridiculous place with the appearance of neither human nor ghost. There is no doubt that it was homicide.

The first person who discovered the scene was a classmate of Class B of the first grade. Before the end of get out of class, he sneaked out of the classroom to go to the bathroom with a smile, but when he lifted the curtain, his brain went blank, and he collapsed tremblingly on the pool of blood all over the floor. .Now he is being sent to the hospital for psychological counseling, and will be questioned by the police later.

The crime scene was quickly cordoned off, and the strong smell of blood was mixed with a stench and evil atmosphere, as if Yamada's ghost was still lingering in place for a long time.

And the students who had seen the scene were all pale and trembling, "What happened? That boy Yamada, what's going on?" Even if the students who played well came to ask, they just stared at him like ghosts. Come on, keep your mouth shut.

"It's a monster." One of the sensitive and daring students recalled the red eyes. He is a member of the Abnormal Phenomenon Research Association of Yangide High School, a fan of abnormal phenomena, and has always believed in the existence of ghosts and ghosts. Courage, he quickly said in a low voice as if avoiding taboo, "It's definitely a monster undead. Yamada was definitely killed by a non-human creature!"

"Damn, it's the same thing again. God and God talking." The visitor backed away cursingly, but the uneasiness gradually surged in his heart.

What kind of death method will make the audience so frightened?The more silent others are, the more curious they become in their hearts, and the more curious they are, the more secret thoughts are born, and some existences that are ready to move in the dark become more active, and the twisted shadow that shrouds Yangide High School grows larger.

This high school is boiling quietly amidst whispers——Yide High School actually infiltrated with ghosts, and it is said that they were tortured to death by such things as monsters. It's so scary and so curious!The suspects must be Ayu and Tsunayoshi. Could it be that these two guys still drive ghosts?

Ho ho ho, ho ho ho, ho ho ho ho.

Yamada**.

But no one cares.No one cares whether his parents are sad, no one wants to visit his home, just as all the classmates know nothing about Yamada's family situation and living conditions, it is not worth caring.

Yamada's seat was solitary and empty in the front row, which was very different from the noisy and noisy appearance in the past. The students passing by here always quickened their pace and did not dare to glance over.After all, it is that Yamada, the Yamada who has done all kinds of evil, the partners who used to be beside and behind Yamada shrugged, it is a good thing that that guy is gone, okay, aren't you all secretly happy.

Indeed, everyone is sympathetic and happy, fearful and excited, should it be said that evil people have their own troubles? Isn’t it that Yamada has fallen to such a point that he has brought the blame on himself? Live well, well, after all, it is that Yamada, the Yamada who does all kinds of evil.

Gang Ji also saw the scene.

When he heard the unlucky boy who found the scene collapsed on the ground and yelled for help, it's over, he popped up this idea, the buzzing super intuition screamed, and the tight string in his brain finally broke Tsuna was the first to rush out of the classroom, praying desperately that it wouldn't be what he thought.

Then he saw Yamada—dead Yamada—Yamada who died in a tragic way—Yamada with all his bones folded back and twisted out of shape, dripping with blood.

This is hell, right?

This is hell, right?

Gang Ji's eyes widened meaninglessly, and the tragic scene was reflected in his eyes, his eyes were full of blood, flowing on the ground, splashing on the wall, distorted bloody handprints were impressively printed on the bottom wall, and long nails were drawn. The long bloodstains stretched from the door to the end, and suffered the death penalty of the evil spirits, and the souls of the viewers would be sucked into the scarlet.

Gang Ji stood blankly at the door, he couldn't feel anything, he couldn't feel anything from the pushing and shoving of people coming from behind, the screams and nausea from others.

"Uh--", a strong sense of vomiting hit, the whole world in his eyes was spinning, Tsuna couldn't stand up, fell to his knees, pressed the ground tightly with one hand, grabbed his chest with the other, desperately thinking About to vomit, Yamada's scream echoed in his ears constantly, a nauseating sense of collapse surged up, almost tearing him apart from the inside, it was he who pushed Yamada to death.Tears of regret and pain were running from the eyes, why... such a thing happened... why... if, if he didn't ask to leave at that time, why did he run away, why why?

Snapped.

A slight touch, something was put on his shoulder, and Tsuna looked up mechanically. It was a pale hand with well-defined joints. Under the light above his head, there was a cold and soft shimmer, like redemption.

Gang Ji came back to his senses, the tip of his nose was sore, and he could barely hold back the tears that were about to fall, and his heart that was roaring, hating, and destroying the surroundings suddenly calmed down for no reason.

He stood up reluctantly, pulled Ayou back out of the crowd, and met the eyes of the person who came up, Ayou was standing in front of him, looking at him with empty eyes as always, a pupil of nothingness that could not reflect any brilliance: "There is something into your body."

Can't understand.incomprehensible.But he is not alone, and he has to protect Ayu.Gangji lowered his head and clenched his fists, hiding the sadness and embarrassment in his eyes, these... are all his fault.

Are you not listening?

Ayu tilted his head, looking a little troubled, turned his hand on Tsunaji's shoulder upwards, pinched Tsunayoshi's chin and lifted it up slightly, he lowered his head slightly, and motioned for Tsunayoshi: "Open your mouth."

?The cheek was clamped by Ayu's index finger and thumb, turning into a cute pouting mouth, and Tsunayoshi slowly put a question mark on his face.

disobedient.

Putting his mouth on Gangji's lips, Ayu leaned close to Gangji, prying it open with the tip of his tongue, sucking something to himself like a fox sucking the soul of a mortal.

The ice-cold breath hit Tsunayoshi's face, and the tiny, invisible hairs faithfully conveyed this wonderful and ambiguous touch to the owner. Unlike Ayu's body temperature, which was slightly lower than ordinary people's, the tip of Ayu's tongue was warm. Humid and warm.

!

What is he thinking!Shocked, Tsunaki blushed and immediately reached out to try to push him away, but Ayu enveloped him heavily like a flock of crows.

"Well, don't move for now." Ayu held Tsunaji still, some saliva slipped down the gap between the two's lips and teeth, and stayed dangerously on the jaw.

"Woo, woo, woo!" Don't talk, tongue!Tongues touched!

Soon Tsunaki couldn't care about the ruined tongue. As Ayu continued to snatch the air in his mouth, the suffocation from lack of oxygen made his consciousness gradually blurred, and a sense of nausea surged in his body, as if a monster was following along. He could even faintly hear a scream coming from his throat as his esophagus flowed backwards.

Um?Screaming?in his throat?

Tsuna opened his eyes suddenly, and Ayu let him go immediately.

Stretching out the tip of his tongue, evoking the saliva that couldn't fall off, Ayu licked the corner of his mouth, not paying attention to the "forced kiss" incident just now: "It came out."

No, don't do this!Gang Ji covered his flushed face, his brain burnt out by the high temperature finally calmed down, stammering and trying to calm himself down, he asked, "What, what came out?"

But Ayu didn't answer, it's so troublesome, he shifted his gaze to Tsunayoshi's back.

"Papa, hehehe, it's really good." There was a crisp applause from behind Tsunayoshi, and Tsunayoshi was shocked again. This unique voice with wavy lines undoubtedly belonged to the newly appointed Mr. Dazai, "It's very Passion~ Tsunayoshi-san, Ayu-san."

Gang Ji was about to kneel down, it wasn't passion or danger, what happened, this was at the scene of death wow, one or two can be serious, okay?

"Shh," Dazai put his fingers up in front of his mouth, showing an ambiguous smile, "come to our side."

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The three of Dazai walked into an empty classroom.

"What the hell happened? Yamada...why did he die?" Stepping into the classroom, confused and unable to bear the anxiety and self-blame in his heart, Tsuna-kichi struggled to spit out the word "death" and opened his mouth to ask .

"Don't worry. All in all, it's a curse." Dazai waggled his fingers with a smile, and took a step back to let out the person hiding in the dark behind him. "Well, let's leave the details to this professional."

The visitor was dressed in a black uniform, taller than Dazai at more than 1.7 meters tall, strong and stern, but his face was still very young, he seemed to be a high school student about their age, he stood still in front of Tsunayoshi and Ayu , looked at Ayu thoughtfully, and explained:

"I'm Megumi Fukuro, a first-year student at the Tokyo Metropolitan College of Curse Arts. I'm here to deal with the death of Taro Yamada. Due to special circumstances, I need your cooperation."

"The average number of abnormal deaths and disappearances in Japan is more than 10000 people every year, and most of them are caused by the negative emotions of human beings, that is, the 'curse'."

"Like schools, hospitals, and cemeteries, places where there is a lot of people and emotions, curses are easier to precipitate."

"Under special circumstances, the curse will be absorbed by the human body, just like invisible dust, it will be inhaled by the human beings living here, slowly affecting the human spirit, cognition and character, and finally transforming them into a curse-like existence—— Miserable, ugly, mutual torture, boundless regret."

"The people here, all the staff, have been distorted."