I'm a villain in high school

The surrounding curse spirits were of different shapes, and the only thing they had in common was the malicious eyes they all looked at him.

The blue spell spirit that is the leader is more than twice the size of these spell spirits, and a thin layer of spell power is attached to the sticky tentacles.

The leading magic spirit quickly and agilely jumped up and down between the garages, trying to throw the tentacles on Ryo Kawakami from various tricky angles.

Kawakami Ryo, who plays games, has always liked to add extreme value points to the character to increase the challenge. Specifically, it is to point all the bonus points to one value, and playing "Spell Return Battle" is no exception.

In order to conquer the final boss Fuheshier, Kawakami Ryo's sixth chapter specially pulled his strength to the maximum. In other words, his current body has inherited all the points of the sixth chapter, and his strength can compete with Fuheshier.

The price would be a speed, agility, stamina, and defense value close to zero.

Dodging a few tentacles of the leading curse spirit, Ryo Kawakami couldn't stand it and closed his eyes.

too ugly.

The disgust of Tomie from the part of his body almost came out from the pores, and the strong sense of disgust impacted Ryo Kawakami's rationality, making it impossible for him to judge the next move of the curse spirit.

Fu Jiang's rejection of this curse spirit was so obvious that Ryo Kawakami even found that when he looked at this thing, a lot of white mist appeared on his retina.

This is too terrible.

Kawakami Ling stood in the middle of the garage and sighed softly. It was obviously not an option to hide like this.

The leading curse spirit saw her stop and let out a strange whistling sound. The surrounding curse spirits who had been staring at him stretched out four tentacles on their backs and rolled them over. A way out.

I don't know when Gojo Satoru came in, but he was still standing on the beam without saying a word, showing no sign of making a move.

The tentacles of the curse spirit were about to touch his high bundled hair.

This is what you asked for, Kawakami Ryo flicked his wrist, casually broke the rear window of a car, took out a wooden sword from the Kendo Club, and waved it at the curse spirit casually.

The basement was eerily quiet for a few seconds, and then the floor in front of Ryo Kawakami cracked a deep crack, and all the curse spirits around this crack began to twist silently and ferociously.

After a few breaths, the underground parking garage was quiet.

"Ah, it's troublesome." Kawakami Ling raised his right hand and licked the newly added wound on his thumb, and said a little annoyed.

"I haven't used the sword for too long, it was cut."

His sword was thrown out too fast just now, and the tiny blood beads oozing from the wound were thrown out with the speed of the sword, and fell on the surrounding ground.

The blood that had just landed seemed to have self-awareness, and quickly approached the bodies of these curse spirits, and then devoured and assimilated them.

These things are growing rapidly as if they have their own thoughts.

Many drops of blood that fell on the ground are growing rapidly. In just a few breaths, the huge curse spirits were completely swallowed up, and the flesh and blood that swallowed these curse spirits slowly grew into a head. look.

The facial features of the head continued to be refined, and when the whole head grew out, it looked like Kawakami Ling standing in the middle of the garage.

"What kind of counterfeit are you!" The head on the ground began to curse impatiently as soon as its mouth grew.

The scattered heads around also began to scold sharply: "I am the real Tomie Kawakami, what are you!"

"Shut up the counterfeit!"

"I knew I didn't need a sword." Kawakami Ling took out a serial sticker from his pocket to cover his scratched finger with a headache. He couldn't cope with these differentiated "Tomie Kawakami".

Kawakami Ryo was agitated by these Tomie noises, and at this time Gojo Satoru, who was still standing on the beam calmly, became particularly hateful.

He walked over and pursed his lips angrily, "Is there a lighter?"

"I don't smoke." Gojo Gojo shrugged his shoulders.

Kawakami Ling got even more headaches, he took out a matchbox from his pocket: "I only have one match left."

After saying this, he walked towards those twisted and broken limbs expressionlessly.

The fastest-growing head had grown two arms, and it was dragging its upper body and crawling to the side of the other less-developed heads, grabbing it and smashing it to the ground.

Kawakami Ling picked up these things neatly and gathered them into a pile, and simply struck a match and threw them away.

The fire started strangely fast, a small flame turned into a fire that shot straight to the ceiling within a few breaths.

Kawakami Ling walked around the place where the "Fu Jiangs" were just now, took out a few napkins, wiped off all the blood drops and hair that fell on the ground, and threw them into the sky-high fire in a ball.

"What's that?" Gojo Satoru suddenly appeared next to Kawakami Ling and asked.

Kawakami Ling was really not in a good mood when he saw these things. He forced himself up and replied, "Didn't my sister tell you? This is also part of God's curse."

"As long as your flesh and blood are separated from your body, can you become a complete individual?" Wujo Wujo scratched his chin and pondered. This scene of falling san, which is quite shocking to ordinary people, seems to be unable to arouse the slightest splash in him.

"Well," Kawakami Ling lied, "When these things grow into a complete person, my sister and I will be killed by them."

Fu Jiang's individuals are themselves hostile to other Fu Jiang, and he is not lying when he says that.

"It's usually not so fast," Kawakami Ling frowned and looked at the "Fu Jiang" who were rapidly dissolving in the fire. "Maybe it's because they swallowed those curse spirits."

"It's an amazing God-given curse," Gojo Satoru turned around and sighed inexplicably, "Be careful not to hurt yourself in the future."

Kawakami Ling watched the last flame go out, and saw that the place where the fire was still ignited just now was only a slightly blackened ground, so he turned and left in peace.

Gojo Satoru was standing outside kicking stones and waiting for him bored, and beside him stood Yoshino Junpei with a worried face.

Kawakami Ling stood at the door of the underground garage and watched him for a long while before walking over.

"My sister said she wanted to eat the best sushi restaurant in Tokyo."

"Okay."

Both of them tacitly kept silent about what happened just now.

Kawakami Ling walked for a while, but still couldn't hold back the desire/desire that belonged to Tomie in his blood and asked: "My sister said that she lost her skirt, and she wants to buy some more beautiful skirts."

"I've wanted to ask for a long time," Gojo Satoru looked back at him with great interest, "What style of school uniform do you want?"

"Hmm..." Kawakami Ling touched his chin and pondered for a moment, as if communicating with "Kawakami Tomie" in his mind, "Is there only one set?"

Gojo Satoru answered quickly: "It's all casual."

"Then a set of men's clothes and a set of women's clothes?" Kawakami Ling thought for a while and said, "My sister said that although she doesn't go to school, she still wants to experience the feeling of wearing a jk uniform."

When he talked about his sister, his expression was extremely pious and gentle. When this body was still "Fu Jiang", his dark pupils turned into "Kawakami Ryo" and then turned into a gentle light brown color. After talking about his sister, this The light brown eyes are full of tenderness.

"When I was young, my family always thought we were monsters," Kawakami Ling turned his head and glanced at Gojo Satoru's expression, and then began to make up nonsense, "Only my sister has always protected me, and every time she went, she would quarrel with those adults."

"When I was young, my sister couldn't beat those people. Every time I contradicted the elders of the family, I was beaten up."

Kawakami Ling lowered his eyes slightly when he said this: "Later, when we grew up, we escaped."

"I've never heard of a family named Kawakami." Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows and said.

Of course I haven't heard of it, because it was compiled by Ryo Kawakami.

"There are too many small families without names and surnames in Japan," he smiled helplessly, "Later when we went back, we found that our family had already been burned down, and those pedantic old men didn't know if there were any. Get out."

Rei Kawakami was busy with this a while ago. He forged a house that had been burned by a fire and a piece of information about a small family. That is to say, if Gojo Satoru went to the so-called "Kawakami" house now, he would be able to find a man with the same name as Kawakami. Ling described exactly the same house.

Gojo Satoru suddenly asked, "Don't you hate those elders?"

"Hate it," Chuan Shangling blinked his eyes and said helplessly, "But what is there to hate when people are dead? You can't chase Wang Chuan and scold them again."

He paused in the middle of the road after saying this, then raised his head and smiled helplessly at Gojo Wu: "My sister told me to tell you, if you find the trace of the elder, you must tell her."

"She said she had to beat up these old men to get rid of her hatred."

"Hey——" Gojo Satoru elongated his tone rather novelly, "You and your sister Kawakami Tomie are really two completely different people."

Kawakami Ling shook his head innocently: "Sister is sister, I am me, of course we are different."

"Eh? You grew up together, but your personalities are completely different." Wujo Satoru continued casually.

He found out where it wasn't installed properly?Kawakami Ling's fingers clenched for a moment, and then he naturally raised his hand to pull back the untied hanging hair.

"I'm not like my sister at all." He lowered his head slightly and gave a wry smile. "My sister... just treats me like a child, and I've never helped her in any way."

"You actually like your sister, don't you?" Gojo Satoru suddenly stopped and asked sharply.

"Eh?" Shunping, who was walking quietly beside him, suddenly said in shock, "Ling, do you like... Sister Fu Jiang?"

"Maybe..." Rei Kawakami flicked his wrist and replied, "Is there anyone who doesn't like my sister?"

He looked up at Gojo Satoru with a crazy desperate look in his eyes, the same eyes as all the men who were charmed by "Tomie Kawakami".

Full of mad love, desperate obsession, and pathetic possession so thick it overflows.

"Finally, I stopped putting on airs—" Gojo Gojo sighed and crossed his arms and looked at Ryo Kawakami, "You look a lot like your sister now."

"Conjurers are all lunatics," he said as he walked, "You and your sister are rated as special class together."