Chapter 60: This Yokai of Mine Looks Quite Handsome

Facing Kamikawa Mitsu, who shared the same thoughts, Takee Sashiko felt as though she had found a kindred spirit, someone who fit in; slowly, her initial sympathy transformed into the joy of finding a like-minded friend, and she opened her heart to converse with him.

Kamikawa Mitsu, unaware of the truth, still believed Takee Sashiko had discovered much about him.

Therefore, while Takee Sashiko discussed the possibility that the deceased King was a Shinto figure, he offered various speculations and examples regarding that possibility, shifting her attention away from her contemplation that he might be the deceased King.

As they chatted on.

Takee Sashiko moved from discussing the deceased King being a Shinto figure to talking about Shinto itself; to divert the topic, Kamikawa Mitsu also began discussing Shinto.

The two exchanged words, one speaking and the other responding.

While Takee Sashiko spoke of Shinto matters, Kamikawa Mitsu listened, occasionally offering his opinions and insights.

As the conversation progressed further.

Kamikawa Mitsu realized Takee Sashiko knew Shinto very well; truly a Shinto priestess. Instantly, he changed his mind, no longer merely trying to divert the topic, but genuinely discussing Shinto with Takee Sashiko.

The reason was nothing else; Kamikawa Mitsu was also interested in Shinto.

The yokai had already been created, and the world believed it; to make the world believe even more, the Shinto, Buddhism, and deities closely related to yokai must also be established, so Kamikawa Mitsu needed to learn about these things.

And compared to acquiring knowledge by consulting books, acquiring knowledge by conversing with people was naturally the better choice; the former was dull and tedious, while the latter had companionship, allowing for laughter and speech, and was simpler.

Takee Sashiko was very happy.

For the first time, a peer discussed Shinto with her without aversion; instead, they showed interest.

She felt as though she had found a kindred friend, which made her exceedingly happy.

……

"Xia Mei, what are you so happy about?"

After school, Omotemachi Kenji, who had come specifically to pick up Xia Mei because he was worried about her attending school in the Arakawa District, looked surprised; how could his beloved granddaughter Xia Mei be so happy?

He could see that Xia Mei was not pretending to be happy; she was genuinely happy, her mood joyful.

"Could it be... Xia Mei, have you discovered a yokai?" Omotemachi Kenji's expression changed abruptly.

As Xia Mei's grandfather, how could Omotemachi Kenji not know Xia Mei's situation? Xia Mei only became this happy when facing Shinto matters.

One must remember she came to the Arakawa District for the sake of yokai.

Being happy on the very first day of school meant she might have discovered a yokai!

"Grandpa, don't talk nonsense; I haven't discovered a yokai."

Xia Mei sniffed her nose at Omotemachi Kenji, chiding her grandfather.

The image of Kamikawa Mitsu popped into Xia Mei's mind, and she covered her mouth, giggling secretly.

Grandpa probably thinks my happiness is because I discovered a yokai; if calculated that way, does that mean Kamikawa-kun is being indirectly treated as a yokai by Grandpa?

I am happy only because I found a like-minded friend.

However... Kamikawa-kun being isolated by classmates does indeed resemble a yokai; yokai and humans do not get along, leading to isolation.

Thinking this, she cast a glance from the corner of her eye.

Instantly.

Xia Mei raised her slender, white hand like a green onion, waving at Kamikawa Mitsu, who was leaving the school gate to go home but had noticed a luxury car parked at the entrance and was looking over out of curiosity.

"Kamikawa-kun."

Kamikawa Mitsu smiled and nodded; out of Japanese etiquette, he also nodded to Omotemachi Kenji standing beside Xia Mei.

Omotemachi Kenji was stunned, nodding mechanically, not understanding the situation.

"Kamikawa-kun, see you tomorrow."

"Omotemachi-kun, see you tomorrow."

After Kamikawa Mitsu left, Omotemachi Kenji came to his senses.

"Xia Mei, is that your classmate? Why does he look so familiar? You..."

He was not a fool; he could see the smile his granddaughter Xia Mei directed at Kamikawa Mitsu was brilliant and sincere, exactly the happy smile from today!

Very strange.

Extremely strange.

His granddaughter Xia Mei was very clear to Omotemachi Kenji; Xia Mei had never genuinely smiled at a boy before.

"That one, well, it's the yokai Grandpa you mentioned." Xia Mei interrupted Omotemachi Kenji's words, teasing playfully.

"Ah? A yokai? That's not right; I remember who that person is. He is Kamikawa Mitsu from NH137."

"I won't joke with Grandpa anymore; I am happy because..."

……

Tokyo, Japan, Arakawa District apartment.

Upon returning home, Kamikawa Mitsu, without stopping, quickly took off his shoes and rushed to his room, locking the door.

"System, I want to increase skill points."

Having held back for a full day, finally back home, Kamikawa Mitsu could not wait to start using his script points.

Immediately after.

As Kamikawa Mitsu issued command after command, the cold system prompt sounds rang out one after another.

Looking at the system panel again.

Host: Kamikawa Mitsu

Comprehensive Body Stats: 100

Skills: Martial Arts LV10, Firearms LV10, Swordsmanship LV10.

Script Points: 48800

Seeing all skills at LV10, Kamikawa Mitsu nodded in satisfaction.

"I should be the human with the highest physical constitution currently." Kamikawa Mitsu's gaze fell on the Comprehensive Body Stats.

The body's comprehensive value is a figure the system provides based on human big data; a value of 100 represents the indices of the human body in all aspects: strength, physique, explosive power, and so on.

To raise it further would be to surpass the limits of the human body, entering a realm beyond human reach.

"System, I wish to exchange for the character Great Onmyoji."

After a day of thought, Kamikawa Mitsu decided to exchange for the Great Onmyoji.

He did not choose to exchange for Lord Cimu or the child demon whose strength surpassed even the Great Onmyoji.

There was no other reason; the system assigned too many unestimable factors to Lord Cimu and the child demon. In other words, they could not be evaluated and had to be treated as zero.

If Kamikawa Mitsu exchanged for Lord Cimu, he could only obtain one racial ability, namely, demonic energy.

Exchanging for the child demon would grant skills and a racial ability, plus a sickle item that could not be evaluated and thus counted as zero; all things considered, it was a very poor deal.

In fact, Kamikawa Mitsu had considered exchanging for both the child demon and the Great Onmyoji, but after asking the system, he learned that exchanging for both was far too expensive.

Exchanging for the Great Onmyoji alone cost ten thousand script points.

Exchanging for the child demon, though its strength could not be evaluated, offered the powerful Scarlet Gale skill plus a sickle whose merits were currently unclear, costing twenty thousand script points.

A consumption of thirty thousand script points was far too great.

Kamikawa Mitsu was not yet familiar with demons and was still in the setting phase; in the future, he would set up many more powerful characters, so there was no need to spend so many script points now to exchange for so many existing characters.

Weighing all factors, Kamikawa Mitsu chose to exchange for the Great Onmyoji.

Ding! Consumed ten thousand script points; exchanged for the character Great Onmyoji.

Boom!

A mysterious power swept through Kamikawa Mitsu's limbs, bones, flesh, and blood, while a vast torrent of information surged into his mind.

"So this is demonic energy."

At that moment, rolling black mist coalesced into a silken band, winding around Kamikawa Mitsu like a dragon, while chilling black qi continuously rose from his skin.

Along with the change in appearance, his temperament also shifted.

Demonic energy surged.

A stern, chilling aura.

The temperature plummeted; moisture in the air condensed into frost, snow, and ice.

To look at Kamikawa Mitsu, one would say he resembled not a human but a demon stepping out of hell; demonic energy permeated the air, stirring chaos in the mortal world. His calm and steady demeanor was gone, replaced by something demonic and sinister, chilling and gloomy. Between his brows lay an otherworldly strangeness, radiating a stern, majestic authority.

"This demon of mine looks quite handsome."

Standing before a mirror and examining the demonic transformation in his appearance, Kamikawa Mitsu murmured.

……

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