【Comprehensive Anime】Gender-swapped Tomie is a popular figure

The booklet was still shaking in front of Jiang Chuan Shang's eyes, and Jiang Chuan Shang had to focus his eyes on it.

Jiang Chuanshang's eyes were a little distracted at first. He kept moving slowly to the side. There was nothing next to the stool. If he moved any further, he would fall down.

He was thinking about standing up quickly, but when he saw the booklet, his eyes suddenly became focused and his movements stopped.

At this moment, Ashiya Michiman took the opportunity to move a little closer. To outsiders, the two of them seemed to be very close, even their faces were almost touching.

"What is this?" Jiang Chuan Shang's tone was still cold, revealing a hint of alertness and confusion.

Ashiya Michiman was very close to Ekawakami, so close that he could hold him in his arms with just one hand. A faint floral scent wafted in his face, fresh and pleasant.

His throat rolled slightly, and his eyes involuntarily fell on Jiang Chuan's round lips.

After a while, he replied in a low and hoarse voice: "This is a method that can save your life. It contains a forbidden technique that can change your fate."

Jiang Chuan Shang's eyes were still full of confusion.

Upon seeing this, Ashiya Doman gently opened the booklet, turned it to a specific page, and handed it to Egawa so that he could see it more clearly.

"Here, this is the so-called 'one life for another' forbidden technique. I have mastered this forbidden technique. As long as you are willing to go back with me, I can perform this technique and transfer your illness to someone else. In this way, Your Highness can live a long and healthy life."

There was a peculiar allure in Ashiya Doman's voice, as if he was describing a bright future for Egawakami.

Jiang Chuan Shang looked at the page carefully. It said that a person's soul could be transferred through a magic circle, and both parties could exchange souls in order to achieve the purpose of possessing another's body.

This is indeed a forbidden technique, and it can indeed make people live a long life without any disease. However, after the replacement, he will no longer have his own body.

"Am I still the real me even though I'm wearing someone else's skin?" Jiang Chuan Shang turned around and stared at Ashiya Doman and said, this time they were really nose to nose.

At this moment, he seemed to have changed his face. That beautiful face was still cold, but when the corners of his lips curled up slightly, those cold eyes began to become charming and affectionate, especially the little red teardrop mole, which was as captivating as a hook.

The extreme beauty and temptation are displayed on a cold face. The huge contrast makes people even more fascinating.

Ashiya Doman watched his changes, his light brown eyes sparkling, he was very excited, as if the evil dragon had found the treasure he wanted to treasure for the rest of his life.

He said: "The soul is you, so isn't it still you, Your Highness?"

Jiangchuan's breath intertwined with that of Ashiya Doman. His cold eyes were filled with arrogance as he looked at Ashiya Doman with disdain. "My soul is unique, and my body is even more unique. I only want my uniqueness, and you can't do that."

As he said this, he was about to stand up and distance themselves from each other which was too ambiguous. If Abe Haruaki saw this, he probably wouldn't be able to explain himself no matter what he said.

Ashiya Doman looked at him and felt his heart pounding. He felt that the current him was just right for him. The current Kawakami Hime-kun was probably "her" true face.

Cold, arrogant, aloof and exploitative, what a venomous scorpion beauty, I like her!

Ashiya Doman thought about it, and finally reached out and put his arm around his waist, pulling him into his arms.

This sudden movement made Jiangchuan Shang lose his balance and he was actually pushed into Ashiya Doman's arms.

Jiang Chuan Shang tried to break free but failed. His big hands were like iron clamps, pinching his waist and making him unable to move.

"let me go!"

Ashiya Domitsu ignored his cold look, rolled up the forbidden book with one hand, used it to lift Egawakami's chin, and then slowly spoke.

"But now, Your Highness, I think you are the most beautiful. I want to love you, in the warm hibiscus tent, especially with the warm and soft jade in my arms."

He smiled softly and wanted to kiss her, but Jiang Chuan Shang dodged him.

Ashiya Doman said angrily, his tone becoming more vicious, "I know much more than that hypocrite Abe Haruaki. Don't you really consider me, Princess?"

Jiang Chuan Shang sneered when he heard that. Because of his actions, a few messy hairs on his porcelain-white face stuck to his cheeks. His black hair was like a waterfall, and his delicate face looked like a captivating ghost.

His eyes were still cold and arrogant, as if he had not been bullied. He opened his thin lips slightly, pretending to be pitiful.

"But didn't you dislike me before? You wanted to fight for whatever Abe Haruaki liked, and you had a bad temper and refused to admit defeat. I thought you liked Abe Haruaki, so why do you say you like me now?"

Ashiya Michiman felt a chill, his face twisted with disgust, and he felt like vomiting when he thought of that scene, ugh—

After vomiting in his heart for a while, Ashiya Doman directly refuted. He said frankly, "Before, it was before, but now I have discovered your true face, Jijun. If you had this face before, the first person to like you would be me, Ashiya Doman!"

"Abe Haruaki, that hypocrite, won't like you. I am the only one who truly loves you."

After Ashiya Doman said this, he wanted to continue kissing her. Even though he was deliberately disgusted, he still didn't give up the idea, which shows that he was really persistent.

The word "lust" is like a knife that can fall on you at any time.

Even if Jiang Chuan Shang was held in someone's arms and allowed to be slaughtered, he would always remain proud and watch others being fascinated by him with indifference, remaining unmoved.

He glanced at Ashiya Doman who was approaching him, and watched his face getting bigger and bigger in front of his eyes. Then he put out his hand to protect his lips, and Ashiya Doman kissed him directly on the back of his hand.

Ashiya Doman raised his eyes slightly, looked at him with a smile, and pecked the back of his hand a few times, with a frighteningly strong desire in his eyes.

Just as he was about to pick the person up, a bone-chilling voice suddenly came from the door: "What are you doing?!"

When Jiang Chuan Shang heard the voice, he knew that the person coming was Abe Haruaki. His face turned pale as paper in an instant, and his eyes were immediately filled with tears. He looked cold as ice, and even his eyelashes were wet with tears. He looked very pitiful.

He struggled with all his might, but the spell around his neck gradually dissipated. It turned out that the time had come, but he himself did not realize it.

He yelled at the top of his lungs: "Qingming, come and save me!"

After hearing the shout, Abe Haruaki's originally cold face became even colder. He walked towards this side with big strides, with raging anger burning in his eyes.

Just now, when he walked to the door, he saw with his own eyes a gray-haired man hugging Kawakami Hime tightly, trying to do something indecent to "her".

Their bodies were pressed together, and from his perspective, it looked as if the man was about to swallow Kawakami-kun whole.

Abe Haruaki stopped him without hesitation.

There is only one person in this country who has this kind of grayish-white hair color, and that is Ashiya Doman!

When Abe Haruaki heard Egawakami's miserable cry for help, his brows furrowed. He walked straight over and kicked Ashiya Doman to the ground with one kick.

Jiangchuankami broke free from his restraints and immediately threw himself into Abe Haruaki's arms like a frightened deer, his thin body trembling constantly.

"Seimei, Seimei, you're here, I knew you would come to save me!"

Ashiya Doman was just about to turn around to look at Abe Haruaki, but when his eyes passed over Ekawakami's neck, they suddenly stopped, and he was surprised.

Because he saw that there was suddenly a bulge on Jiang Chuan's neck, which was originally empty and clean.

Ashiya Doman could tell at a glance that it was a men's Adam's apple. Even if a woman was thin and had an Adam's apple, it would not be as big as that of a normal man. It was clearly the Adam's apple that only men should have.

He originally wanted to take a closer look at Jiangchuan's neck, but he was kicked to the ground by Abe Haruaki without paying attention.

After Abe Haruaki kicked Ashiya Doman over, he also caught Kawakami Hime who rushed over and hugged "her" tightly, and his big hands kept running through "her" silky hair, constantly soothing her.

"Seimei is here, Kawakami don't be afraid," Abe Seimei said softly, his lowered eyes looking at Kawakami with particular tenderness.

Jiang Chuan Shang raised his head from Abe Haruaki's palm, tears falling drop by drop on his pale little face. He just looked at Abe Haruaki with unspeakable grievance in his eyes.

“Seimei…”

Jiang Chuan Shang's lips trembled and his voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.

Abe Haruaki watched him crying silently, and his heart ached as if it was being grabbed, twitching as if it was about to be torn apart.

His heart was broken, and he wished he could tear the person who hurt Jiang Chuanshang into pieces immediately.

"He didn't do anything to you, did he?" Abe Haruaki asked in a low voice, gently wiping away a tear with his fingertips, but more warm and cool tears continued to fall on the back of his hand, making him feel frighteningly hot.

Jiang Chuan Shang gently shook his head, "... No, Qingming arrived just in time."

Abe Haruaki looked Ekawakami up and down, carefully checking for any injuries.

When he saw that Jiang Chuan Shang was safe and sound, the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, but the anger and worry in his heart did not subside.

He hugged Jiang Chuan Shang tightly, feeling his trembling body, hoping to give him some comfort and strength.

"Don't be afraid, it's all over, and I won't let anyone hurt you again."

Abe Haruaki whispered in Ekawakami's ear, his tone firm but gentle.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chuan Shang nodded almost imperceptibly in response.

After comforting Egawakami, Abe Haruaki looked at Ashiya Doman who was laughing wildly on the ground, his eyes as cold as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Ashiya Doman, it seems that Qingming was too tolerant of you, so you got too far and even wanted to humiliate Jijun. You really don't take me seriously!"

When Ashiya Doman heard this, he continued laughing wildly and stood up from the ground. He looked at the people hugging each other tightly and laughed again.

He looked at Abe Haruaki as if he were a clown. He laughed so hard that he could hardly straighten his back and could hardly speak.

“Hahahahahaha, Abe Haruaki, hahaha, you’re so funny, hahahaha——”

"..."

Abe Haruaki frowned slightly, his face still cold. He didn't understand, and there was no need to understand.

Without giving it too much thought, he quickly formed seals with his hands, launched a move, and attacked Ashiya Doman.

At the same time, more small paper shikigami emerged one after another, rushing towards Ashiya Doman like a tide and surrounding him.

Ashiya Michiman dodged the attack nimbly. He held the forbidden book tightly in his hand and tore it into pieces without hesitation. He swung it hard and scattered the pieces of paper into the air.

The scraps of paper and the shikigami intertwined and fought fiercely.

However, Ashiya Doman did not summon his own shikigami to participate in the battle.

He chose to fight alone, using his physical strength, and could only barely manage a draw with the numerous Shikigami.

At this moment, Abe Haruaki used his precise magic and hit him hard.

Ashiya Doman seemed to feel no pain and continued to fight tenaciously, as if he was venting some emotion deep in his heart.

Finally, he spat out a mouthful of blood. His clothes were already tattered, with several obvious blood holes visible. Although these injuries were not fatal, they seriously affected his agility.

Seeing that he was about to be surrounded, Ashiya Doman stared deeply at Abe Haruaki, or to be exact, at Kawakami Hime-kun in Abe Haruaki's arms.

That look is full of meaning.

Then he threw a smoke bomb and his figure instantly disappeared in the thick smoke.

When the smoke cleared, Abe Haruaki took back the shikigami, picked up Egawakami, and walked towards the inner room.

Jiangchuan Shang let him hold him, and after being put into the quilt, his slender and beautiful hands were still tightly holding Abe Haruaki's sleeves, and he was unwilling to let go at all.

He didn't know that the spell on his neck had disappeared, and he just looked at Abe Haruaki who stood up with a pale face.

Abe Haruaki sighed softly, then sat down on the edge of the bed and took his other hand.

The hand was also white and slender, beautiful like a top-notch work of art, with long and distinct joints.

The temperature of his hands was also relatively low. When he held something in his hands and played with it, he would want to use his body temperature to warm it up, including his entire body.

Abe Haruaki lowered his eyes, tucked in Jiangchuan's quilt, and said softly:

"Be good Kawakami, Qingming will get you some hot tea. Don't be afraid, I won't leave."

His gaze moved slowly, finally stopping on the white and slender neck that was as white as mutton-fat jade, but he did not show the slightest strange expression, and his face was still calm and indifferent.

Those deep blue-black eyes always contained strong and inextricable affection and deep pity.

Jiang Chuan Shang pursed his lips tightly and looked at the person in front of him pitifully, as if he was afraid that the other person would suddenly disappear without a trace in the next moment.

There were still traces of tears on his cheeks, and his hair and clothes looked a little messy.

He is so pitiful and beautiful.

Abe Haruaki looked at him carefully inch by inch, reached out his hand to gently smooth his silky black hair, and carefully smoothed out the wrinkles at the corners of his clothes.

He took care of him as if he were a precious piece of porcelain, fearing that it would be damaged or broken if he was not careful.