The wrong way to open the healing ability

"So what the hell is that?"

Conan, who was still in shock and fell to the ground, muttered to himself in a low voice, staring at the terrible sliding door with blank eyes.

"I don't know, but it's probably something like a monster or a ghost."

Zhenzhi didn't care that his freehand words caused Conan a second degree of mental damage. He picked up the bottle with another medicine powder in his hand and opened the door again.

There was the breath of a living person approaching, and the hair that had been sluggish due to the poison attacked again, and the greasy hair was about to wrap around Zhenzhi's ankle in a second.

It's just that the power of the powder this time is obviously more terrifying than before. As soon as the black powder touches the hair, it burns into a magical light blue flame. The hair that seems to be alive twists painfully after touching the flame. It makes a shrill howl that can be heard even by people who can't see or hear youkai.

Zhenzhi raised his eyebrows, obviously very satisfied with the situation, and closed the door cleanly again.

Conan, who managed to regain his view of the world, saw the shocking and miraculous scene in front of him, and his little brain, which was finally working again, fell into a crash again.

He looked at Zhenzhi who nodded to Dazai who came slowly, without changing his face after doing all this, and stumbled and asked questions.

"Are you also an exorcist?"

Otherwise, how could it be possible to just sprinkle some medicinal powder and have such a magical effect!

Zhenzhi gave Conan a little attention, tapped his chin with a finger, and said casually.

"I'm not some demon exorcist, I'm just an ordinary doctor."

Conan showed dead fish eyes in the continuous screams coming from the door.

Who are you kidding!Which doctor can save him much faster than Xiaolan, and he has a medicine powder that can scare supernatural creatures screaming!

Shinchi, who was originally talking nonsense to fool children, didn't care about Conan's excessively rich mental activities, but grabbed Dazai's wrist and pulled up his sleeve.

Dazai blinked, and let Machimo pull off the bandage on his arm to check the carefully bandaged wound.

"It's the same as I guessed just now, Mr. Zhenzhi. The wound is indeed directly related to the sticky lump."

Indeed, along with the weakening of the blob of hair, which is not known to be a monster or a wraith, although the wound on Dazai's hand was not big, the wound that could not stop bleeding has a tendency to heal.

Although Machi's healing ability was not effective for Dazai, but immediately after escaping from the hot spring pool, Makoto put a layer of medicinal powder on Dazai's injured arm, which has an excellent healing effect on trauma. The traditional medicine has no effect on this small wound, which is only half a finger long.

When Machi and Dazai walked into the smoky hot spring together, everything was normal.

The open-air hot spring built by this hotel is elegantly decorated, shrouded in a layer of orange light under the setting sun, which looks calm and romantic.

——If the body of a young man in a white bathrobe didn't suddenly float up from the pool with his face swollen and white, the atmosphere might have been a little warmer.

Dazai, who was trying to have his entire face in close contact with the scalding hot spring water, froze at the edge of the hot spring pool, and quickly took a step back.

"If it's a hot spring that has soaked in a corpse, or even a strange man, then forget it, it's disgusting to think about it."

Machimo silently turned around and walked back to the dressing room, put on her own yukata again, and handed the other to Dazai who was wrapped in bandages even in the hot springs. To the police in Tokyo.

But as the first discoverers, Machi and Dazai will not go anywhere easily, they will definitely be questioned a series of times.

Putting on the yukata again, Dazai muttered as he rewrapped some loose bandages.

"It's terrible, isn't this a good trip ruined in half!"

It's just that the duo who had just cleaned up their appearance were about to leave. The male body seemed to be pulled vigorously by something that existed underwater, and disappeared into the water with a splash.

Accompanied by a creepy clicking sound, a group of black unknown objects suddenly emerged from the water, and the huge splash even poured Zhenzhi, who was not too close and had no time to dodge, from head to toe.

"..."

On the contrary, although Dazai stood a little closer, he promptly picked up a not-so-small wooden barrel from the ground and put it on his head, avoiding the consequences of getting wet.

Zhenzhi, whose face was covered with hot water, quickly reacted, sensing that the crisis was about to hit, he quickly wiped his face and was ready to dodge at any time.

It’s just that Dazai, whose sight was not blocked by the hot water, obviously reacted faster, threw down the tub and rolled over, dodging the black unknown object that was attacking him.It wasn't until the sticky black mass flew empty on the ground that Dazai realized that it was actually a steady stream of hair, and frowned.

Ability?It doesn't seem to be.

Dazai, who had countless thoughts flashing through his mind at the moment of dodging, noticed that there was also a pile of snake-like hair preparing to attack Machi who was standing farther away, and he jumped at the right time.

While dodging the attack with the Blindness debuff applied to it, the hair of the attack happened to cut a small wound on his arm, although it looked obvious, but it was almost painless.

Zhenzhi, who regained his vision, saw the current situation and the small wound on Zhenzhi's arm, and his eyes changed.

"Mr. Zhenzhi is holding my hand so tightly, is he trying to touch me?"

Dazai smiled without any haze, and his iris eyes were rarely shining.

"But since it's you, I don't care about it."

"Let's talk less."

Although Machi said disgusted, the movements of his hands were very gentle, and he re-bandaged Dazai's wound.

"Even if I'm not in good condition now, it's not to the point where you need to come forward to protect me."

Although the poison that Zhenzhi had just sprinkled caused some damage to the hair, it still treated the symptoms but not the root cause in the end.

The originally sharp howling sound in the gate gradually weakened, and the bandaged wound began to ooze blood slowly again.

Natori Monday and Natsume, who happened to be inspecting the entire hotel structure after receiving an internal call from the proprietress, happened to appear around the corner.

After all, there is still a gap between him and the hair master, and the specific situation is not clear. Natsume, who was holding the cat teacher, saw Dazai's arm held by Machi at this time, and his expression changed.

"Mr. Eguchi, is Mr. Dazai's arm the wound left by that monster?"

The person involved, Dazai, had an indifferent expression, and Machi nodded solemnly.

Hearing Natsume's question, Natori Monday, who had been focusing on the direction of the hot spring, took a closer look at Dazai's wound, and his face was quite ugly.

"He has become the monster's highest priority target."

Natori sighed on Monday, took out the prepared spell from his pocket and pasted it on the gate, and the dangling gate finally temporarily settled down.

"The situation in this hotel is worse than I imagined, and it's a little troublesome now."

Conan, who opened the door to the new world, is obviously very interested in the dark side of this world, and he leans in front of Natori Monday with bright eyes.

"Brother, what happened in this hotel?"

Natori Monday squatted down and touched Conan's head, but did not directly answer Conan's question.

"Listen to what I'm about to say, kid. Don't be afraid. I remember you came here with your sister and dad, right? You may not see them tonight, and you may have sleep alone."

"Hey?"

Conan was dumbfounded.

"Little ghost, because you are now locked in the enchantment created by the comb monster like these people, otherwise how could you see the monster if you can't see the monster."

Spot, who has always been pretending to be an ordinary cat, has no need to hide the fact that he can speak now, so he just opened his mouth and made a sound. He was quite satisfied to see the shock of "this fat cat like a pig can actually talk" on the face of the glasses kid expression, feeling that his majesty has been affirmed.

Conan was shocked, and hurried back to the front desk where the proprietress was before, and sure enough, the proprietress had disappeared.

The entire hotel was empty, and all the guests had disappeared. Even if they opened the door and tried to go out, they returned to the hotel lobby in a blink of an eye.

"On the contrary, the other two brats escaped from the barrier by chance before, but now they come back by themselves. They will never get out until they deal with that little thing. How stupid they are."

"Cat teacher!"

The gentle Natsume was a little embarrassed, and interrupted Mr. Cat to explain the situation to the people trapped in the barrier.

The proprietress of this hot spring hotel has a very old antique, a wooden comb passed down from generation to generation.

Originally, it was just a dead object with nothing rare except that it was expensive, but the proprietress' family ancestors seemed to have priest blood, and the sacrifices to the gods had never stopped for many years.

Because of this, this comb, which has been passed down from generation to generation, has spirituality, but because a certain generation of masters were wronged and thrown into the water, it was contaminated with resentment, and has since become a monster that specializes in absorbing the resentment of women and the souls of adult men.

"We came here to solve this monster that started to go berserk for some unknown reason. But it's already night, and the comb monster's ability will be infinitely magnified, so it's hard to solve it. The best solution is to wait until noon tomorrow, when its power is at its peak. Destroy the main body when weak."

Natori patted the door on Monday, and the door that was stuck with a spell seemed to be activated by some power, and it was emitting a faint white light.

"Fortunately, the material of this door seems to be quite rare god wood, plus my spell can seal this monster for one night, you just go back to your room and sleep."

As if remembering something important, Natori Monday walked in front of Dazai, and stuck a spell on his arm, and the bleeding wound stopped quickly.

"Mr. Eguchi... isn't it? Since you are acquainted with Mr. Dazai, you'd better stay in the same room with him tonight. After all, he is the first target of monsters. If something unexpected happens, you also have one." Take care of each other."

Having checked the situation of the entire lobby, Conan, who had experienced several strange incidents of returning to the origin, returned to the gate with lingering fears, just in time to hear about the issue of accommodation in the room tonight, and felt that something was wrong.

"Then where do I live tonight?"

Natori Monday showed a kind smile.

"You are already in elementary school, of course you have to sleep alone."

"After all, comb monsters like the souls of young men the most. You don't have to worry about children like you outside the range of defense."

Conan was silent.

But my soul is an out-and-out high school student!

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