About three minutes ago.
At dusk, Asakura, through the small snakes lurking in the annex, confirmed that most of the people in the annex had already left, and the remaining servants were gathered downstairs eating.
He then drove the invisible Ford car to the window of the girl's room on the second floor.
There were anti-theft bars on the window, but Asakura touched them, and those prison-bar-like bars and window locks all turned into small snakes and scattered away.
One of the locks turned into a small snake and drilled into the room, helping Asakura push the window open from the inside.
Only then did Asakura pull open the window and lightly flip from the car into the windowsill.
Just as he was about to enter the room, he saw a girl, so thin she was almost just a skeleton, on the bed, staring at him in surprise with wide eyes.
"Yo~"
Asakura greeted the girl with what he considered a very composed attitude.
Just as he thought she would scream, and he was ready to use the Curse [Scale] to envelop the entire room for complete soundproofing, she only asked gently, with a hint of curiosity, "Who are you? Why are you here?"
Asakura quickly analyzed her mindset.
She probably thought that since she was going to die soon and her life was already like a flickering [Candle] in the wind, there was nothing left to value.
Therefore, it didn't matter to her whether Asakura was a thief planning to steal money or other things; she could chat with him calmly.
"I'm here to perform an exorcism."
Asakura replied, "If, after this, you can pretend you haven't seen me, that would be great."
"Exorcism?"
The girl looked at Asakura, then at the corner not far away.
After realizing that Asakura had not looked in that direction at all, she shook her head indifferently, "It's fine even if you don't tell such lies."
So that's it, is there something in that corner?
Asakura thought to himself.
As mentioned before, ghosts do exist in this world.
Before meeting Gokou Ruri, Asakura had even received missions from the system, like expelling Evil Spirits, but at that time, he couldn't do anything, so he naturally had to give up and wait for the mission to refresh.
Moreover, unlike strange or magical creatures that can be seen by those with Curse, Asakura himself does not possess Truth Vision; he can only see those things when activating Truth Vision.
However, Truth Vision can only be maintained for a few seconds at most, making it impossible to use as a regular skill.
Furthermore, those spirits seemed to have no effect on the material world, so Asakura hardly paid them any attention.
He didn't expect to encounter such a thing today.
But coincidentally, during the Chiba Port Tower incident, Asakura's right eye went blind.
Although it wasn't true blindness but a temporary overload similar to a fuse, a self-protection mechanism of the human body, it would slowly recover over time.
However, just like Asakura's hair has not returned to completely black, this process is quite slow.
Currently, Asakura's right eye is in a state slightly stronger than light perception, only able to vaguely see a few things.
Nevertheless, in this state, Truth Vision can still be activated, but because he can barely see anything, almost no useful information can be extracted.
However, this way, the burden on his brain and eyes when maintaining Truth Vision is much less than before.
He doesn't feel like a red-hot iron rod is piercing his eye socket and going straight into his brain the moment he takes off his glasses, as he used to.
Not only is the activation time greatly extended, but it can also be used as Ah Yin-yang eye for extreme myopia, allowing him to see things that his left eye cannot.
For example, the Evil Spirit that was almost touching his face.
"You can see me?"
It said in a sticky, as if leaking, voice.
"Yes, what's wrong, you motherfucker?"
Asakura, who had just taken off his glasses, gave it the middle finger.
The Evil Spirit let out a shriek, its entire body transforming into a wave of flesh that surged towards Asakura, as if to bury him in its distorted, smoke-emitting body.
But Asakura was faster; he directly reached out and pinched its face: [Candle]"
The next moment, the opponent began to burn.
The pale belly rippled with grease, and although it was a spirit, when torn open by the flames, it revealed a subcutaneous fat layer like fat, bubbling up like boiling asphalt, with each bubble's surface reflecting a ghostly blue not belonging to any spectrum.
It frantically scratched its navel, and dozens of protrusions emerged from its sac-like body, then dozens of hands pierced through the skin and emerged, wanting to extinguish the flames on its body.
But at this point, what overflowed from its nail seams was no longer blood or anything else, but viscous, pearlescent, ghostly blue liquid flames.
Those centipede-like knuckles melted into dust and scattered as soon as they touched the abdomen.
The screams welling from the Evil Spirit's throat shattered between its teeth; its pale skin, semi-transparent, was riddled with holes by the tongues of fire, clearly showing orange-yellow fat flowing upward, forming a vortex at the collarbone.
The girl's dressing Mirror in the room was shattered by it, and the broken Mirror surfaces reflected countless distorted faces of it.
When the skin was burned away, countless internal organs spilled out as if poured from a bag, but were then swallowed by the flames.
Although it sounds complex, the entire process actually did not exceed three seconds.
When all was said and done, the huge Evil Spirit only had its face still clutched in Asakura's hand; the rest of its body had left no ashes behind.
He disdainfully threw the thing in his hand onto the ground, and then that face opened its mouth, letting out a silent scream, and was subsequently swallowed by the ghostly blue flames, leaving no trace behind.
Fujiwara Chika stared in shock at everything before her.
The moment the flames rose, almost filling half the room, she thought she would also be burned to death in the fire.
However, after the Evil Spirit was completely incinerated, the girl discovered that apart from the knocked-over dressing Mirror, everything else in the entire room was intact, and even the velvet carpet on the floor showed no change, as if the great fire just now was entirely a hallucination of hers.
"Alright, the troublesome guy has been dealt with."
Asakura swaggered over and sat on the single sofa by the girl's bed, meant for visitors.
This sofa was clearly much more luxurious than the one in the Clubroom, and sitting on it felt incredibly comfortable, as if sinking into soft clouds.
"Let's continue talking about exorcism."
"Eh?"
The pink-haired girl, who hadn't even fully processed her narrow escape, showed a bewildered expression that seemed to say, "Didn't you already exorcise the spirit?"