That same evening, inside an izakaya.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it!"
The man who had groped on the train was now clutching a bottle of shochu, gulping it down directly without using a glass.
Looking at the messy tabletop, the scattered liquor bottles, and the flushed look on his face, he was clearly drinking alone to drown his sorrows.
"Damn brat..."
The man slammed the liquor bottle onto the table, raised his hand to touch his mouth, and recalled what had happened on the train, a strong hatred showing in his eyes as he gritted his teeth and muttered.
The intermittent throbbing in his wrist constantly reminded him of the humiliation he suffered in the train car.
He had actually been made to lose face in front of everyone by an ordinary male high school student, even kneeling on the ground, begging for mercy with snot and tears.
It was too humiliating!
The physical pain was secondary.
The main point was that Kano Yoruhoshi's actions had brutally pulled the man out of his fantasy of gaining control by bullying the weak.
Making him realize once again that he could control nothing.
The man did not think there was anything wrong with him.
The woman who was groped clearly dared not resist.
Since she dared not resist, didn't that mean she was willing to be touched by him?
Where did this little brute come from, needing to be so nosy!?
"Soubu High School..."
Because both Kano Yoruhoshi and Yotsuya Miko were wearing school uniforms, the man simply searched online for the school uniform styles of various high schools in Kyoto, and thus knew their identities as students belonging to Soubu High School.
He clenched his jaw, his breathing becoming heavy.
He would absolutely not let this go.
He had to let those two high school students know how terrible it was to provoke him.
The man was already fantasizing about Kano Yoruhoshi and Yotsuya Miko kneeling and begging him for mercy.
Just thinking about it made him tremble with pleasure.
Just then.
"Ugh!"
The man suddenly showed a pained expression, reaching out to clutch the front of his shirt, gasping for air.
"What... what's going on..."
He felt as if his heart was being squeezed by an invisible hand, and the blood flow in his body began to slow down.
Lack of oxygen to his brain caused his vision to gradually blur.
"Hoo..."
A strange voice, carrying a chilling aura and indistinguishable as male or female, sounded in the man's ear.
"You are a sinner."
"Bang!"
The man's eyeballs instantly filled with a crimson color.
Before losing consciousness, the last sound he could hear...
Was the muffled thud of his heart being crushed.
...
Outside the izakaya.
"It's over."
Kano Yoruhoshi, now in a black tracksuit, looked at the pale giant hand floating back behind him and said calmly.
He was a timid and fearful person.
Therefore, it was better to nip potential disputes in the bud before they came knocking.
The long, slender fingers of the pale giant hand trembled, its sharp black nails constantly scraping against the wall, revealing an unbearable restlessness.
With the taking of a human life, the giant hand's form also changed.
It had originally been just the shape of a hand, but now, some growth had appeared from the wrist.
"Your growth is ridiculous."
Looking at the grown form of the pale giant hand behind him, Kano Yoruhoshi casually complained.
To be honest.
He had been pondering a question.
What exactly was this thing?
If it was an Evil Spirit, what Evil Spirit looked like this?
If it was a Guardian Spirit...
It looked too strange.
Kano Yoruhoshi vaguely felt that this thing should be the Soul Materialization of himself, a treasure against Evil Spirits.
The problem was, after his Soul Materialization, it looked like this?
Once there was Gaara's Sand Defense: Mother's Susanoo.
Now there was his Kano Yoruhoshi's Hand Susanoo?
He wasn't Yoshikage Kira, he wasn't into this.
In short, from the information he had so far, there were three ways for the pale giant hand to grow.
One was the slowest growth method, which involved consuming hundreds or thousands of incredibly numerous Evil Spirits to barely condense into a single hand.
The second method, removing "Gates" within Kyoto, was significantly faster than consuming Evil Spirits.
And then there was the method of using the pale giant hand to take human lives.
Looking at the current situation, the last method was the fastest in terms of growth.
Could it be that this was the cheat ability of a transmigrator?
This thing was very convenient for killing people and left no trace.
But the problem was, he didn't want to become the God of the new World, so why would he want this thing?
"Forget it, having it is better than not."
Kano Yoruhoshi didn't pick and choose.
He actually had a very curious question.
Since this pale giant hand could continue to grow...
Could it one day grow into a human shape?
If it were a normal person, just by associating this with the terrifying appearance of the pale giant hand, they would probably not dare to do anything that would accelerate the giant hand's growth, such as devouring Evil Spirits or removing "Gates."
But Kano Yoruhoshi was not quite normal.
His main characteristic was curiosity.
Not only would he continue to devour, he would devour fiercely.
The true appearance of the bizarre giant hand?
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Three days later, at Soubu High School, during Friday's lunch break.
Yotsuya Miko sat in her seat, nibbling on a cream bun, chatting and laughing with Yui Yuigahama, who sat beside her.
After these few days of interaction, the two had become good friends.
Or rather.
Yui Yuigahama, with her cheerful, lively, innocent, and slightly silly personality, was friends with most of the classmates.
Only three people were exceptions.
Kano Yoruhoshi, the abstract powerhouse who occupied the throne in the corner of the classroom, making everyone talk about him with fear.
Toma Kazusa, the sleeping arhat who sat beside him, sleeping from morning until the dismissal bell rang.
And the most significant person.
Yukino Yukinoshita, the ice beauty who, despite being in the center of the classroom, spent all day holding a book and never conversing with anyone.
These three could be considered the three heavyweight figures of Class A of the first year.
At the same time, they were also the three high mountains Yui Yuigahama wanted to conquer.
"Hey, Miko, what method do you think I should use to become friends with these few people?"
Hearing Yui Yuigahama's question, Yotsuya Miko picked up a tissue, wiped the cream from the corner of her mouth, and then slowly replied.
"Why do you have to be friends with them?"
"Of course I have to make friends."
Yui Yuigahama looked as if it were the most natural thing.
"It must feel bad to have no friends in class, to be all alone, right?"
Yotsuya Miko sighed helplessly, placed her hand on Yui Yuigahama's shoulder, looked directly into her eyes, and slowly spoke.
"How about this, I'll answer your question with something Kano Yoruhoshi would say."
"Eh? What?"
"I think you might have a mental illness, go to a hospital as soon as possible, don't delay treatment."
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