The field increases by 1 ghost per second. I am the ghost king in Tokyo.

A technique can be considered as a spell.

In essence, it is a way of using Yin power.

It can achieve many functions such as attack, defense, treatment, assistance, setting up barriers... etc.

Modern techniques are basically the product of many experiments after the ghost masters analyzed the abilities of ghosts and evil spirits.

The techniques currently circulating on the market are basically common ones.

Many powerful techniques are basically controlled by wealthy families, passed down from generation to generation, and widely circulated as a signboard.

Therefore, many ghost masters who want to learn powerful techniques have to join these large organizations and work for them.

But Makoto Ito, who possesses the Soul-Snatching Curse Eye, has no such worries at all!

He can use this pair of God's Eyes to copy and learn all kinds of techniques.

"As expected of a legendary technique, the effect is strong."

Ito Makoto put down his hand, and then probed his consciousness into the dark ghost cave in his mind.

Compared with the last time, the gray mist in the ghost cave seemed to have become thicker.

In the boundless space, a white figure was squatting in the middle, with her back to Ito Makoto, fiddling with something.

In addition, no second strange figure was seen.

Ito Makoto felt strange, but still waved to the white ghost.

""Kayako, I'm here to see you!" As soon as the words fell, the white shadow in the distance suddenly disappeared.

Before Ito Makoto could react, a soft and cold body fell into his arms.

A few strands of black hair fluttered and fell on his face, which made him feel a little itchy.

It was Kayako who heard the call and teleported over.

Her slender arms tightly hugged the master's neck, and her long and tight legs clasped his waist, wrapping Ito Makoto tightly like an octopus.

"Master... I miss you so much."

Kayako, whose face was hidden under her black hair, expressed her longing to the boy.

However, her voice was intermittent and sounded a bit eerie.

Ito Makoto buried his face in Kayako's soft chest, hugged her and smiled:

"Me too, I miss Kayako so much!"

Kayako hugged me tighter after hearing this, her smooth black hair quickly extended, almost wrapping around Ito Makoto's whole body.

It seemed that she wanted him to stay forever, to accompany her until the end of time.

The coldness became stronger and stronger, as if it was going to invade her bones and soul.

Ito Makoto suddenly felt overwhelmed, and his big hand slid down Kayako's back and slapped her plump and perky peach hard.

""Pah!"

The white buttocks almost overflowed from the fingers.

It was soft to the touch and had great resilience.

Ito Makoto praised in his heart - it was a masterpiece!

Kayako was startled, her body trembled, and the black hair that was tightly wrapped around her master loosened slightly.

Ito Makoto raised his head and admired her panicked face and nervous eyes hidden under her hair.

""Okay, that's enough of my spoiled behavior!"

Kayako nodded obediently, reluctantly letting go of her hand and slowly getting off Ito Makoto.

The restraints were lifted, and Ito Makoto breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, Master, I found something new.

Kayako said and disappeared quickly.

When she reappeared in front of Ito Makoto, she had a struggling little girl in her hands.

She was a cute little girl wearing a red kimono, a bun and wooden clogs. Her face was as white as jade and had some baby fat, which bulged like a hamster because of anger.

"Isn't it... cute?"

Kayako said as she stretched out her hand and pinched the girl's soft cheek again, as if she couldn't stop feeling it.

"Let me go, you faceless girl!"

After seeing Ito Makoto, the little girl immediately shouted for help as if she saw a savior.

"Master, help me!"

""Kayako, let her go!"

Ito Makoto ordered with a bit of amusement.

Kayako nodded and let go.

With a bang, the little girl fell to the ground with her buttocks, and her beautiful cherry pink eyes immediately became misty.

""Wow!!"

As expected, she dropped pearls.

Ito Makoto didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He squatted down and gently rubbed her head with his hand.

"Okay, okay, don’t cry, don’t cry. What’s your name?"

"I... My name is Hongdie."

The girl wiped her tears with the back of her hand and answered softly with sobs.

"Red Butterfly? What a nice name."

Ito Makoto smiled, rubbed her little head, and then checked her information.

Name: Red Butterfly (Zashiki-warashi)

Qualification: Excellent

Strength: First-level grudge

Abilities: Bringing good luck, weak telekinesis, hiding, puppetization...

Loyalty: 100 (respect you as a father)

Status: Just born, she is afraid of Kayako who keeps pinching her face.

Ito Makoto's eyes were surprised.

It turned out to be a Zashiki-warashi, no wonder she looked like a little girl. Zashiki- warashi is a kind of fairy in the legend of Iwate Prefecture, Neon, and often lives in the houses and warehouses of ordinary people.

Legend has it that they will bring good luck and happiness to the family they live in.

It can be said to be the patron saint of the family, the god of fortune.

Zashiki-warashi has a very naughty personality.

Sometimes it will make a huge footstep in the middle of the night to keep others awake.

Or it will make strange noises to scare you when you are alone at home.

But sometimes they will warn you in advance when a fire will happen, so that you can take precautions.

It can be said to be a good monster who is willing to bring happiness to mankind.

"But isn't it true that only children can see Zashiki-warashi?"

Ito Makoto muttered to himself, recalling the legend about Zashiki-warashi.

There is a saying that a man is a boy until he dies.

Perhaps there is always a little boy living in his heart!

Under his comfort, Zashiki-warashi Hongchou slowly calmed down.

Then, with Kayako's eyes that said,"It was obviously me who came first," she slowly crawled into Ito Makoto's arms.

Hongchou looked happy, and her two white and tender little feet swung back and forth in the air.

"Master, although the Red Butterfly cannot help you in battle, it will definitely bring you good luck!"

"Really? Red Butterfly is really amazing!"

Ito Makoto's eyes curved, and he liked this little guy very much.

With Kayako's help in the battle, there was no need to add new combat power. Even if Red Butterfly was a mascot, it would be fine.

At this moment, Kayako suddenly got on all fours and crawled over like a spider.

"Master, I...I want to be patted on the head too."

Ito Makoto was stunned for a moment, then put his hand on her head

""Okay!"

But the Zashiki-warashi in her arms was not happy again.

After Kayako came close, her space for movement was greatly compressed.

Her delicate face was full of resentment, and she stretched out her chubby little hands to push Kayako's head hard.

"Damn faceless girl, don’t come over here, Red Butterfly is in the master’s arms!"

"No...no."

Kayako refused decisively and stuck closer to her.

"Damn faceless girl!"

Hongdie bit her cheek, her face flushed red.

Ito Makoto laughed dumbly and quickly stopped her:

"Okay, okay, stop arguing, you should get along well."

Strange, why do I feel like I have both a wife and a daughter?