"Taking the train to the coast, and then a ferry to Hachijo Island, is quite a hassle."
"We've been traveling for days. Let's find a place to rest for the night and take a car tomorrow."
Just as Kurozawa had this thought, a commotion suddenly broke out in the crowd.
Turning his head, he saw a burly middle-aged man, who looked drunk, his face flushed red, grabbing a woman's wrist.
"Hey, beautiful, how about you spend the night with me? I'll give you money."
The woman was wearing a gorgeous red kimono. Standing in the crowd, she possessed an air of distinction that made her stand out. Her expression showed no fear, only disgust and impatience.
The woman tilted her head and glanced at the man, her eyes filled with bone-chilling killing intent.
"Get lost."
As she spoke, the killing intent emanating from her body intensified to a terrifying degree, a result of countless deaths.
Everyone on the street suddenly felt a chill run down their spines, their hairs inexplicably standing on end. They instinctively wanted to distance themselves from the woman in red.
At that moment, Kurozawa actually experienced a hallucination.
The woman in red stood in a sea of blood, surrounded by floating piles of bones. The blood sea surged, and many pale faces wailed incessantly within it.
Looking closer, many of them were the faces of the pedestrians on the road right now, and even Kurozawa's own face was among them.
Damn it! Kurozawa felt a chill to his bones, realizing he was in big trouble.
This woman was likely a ferocious Demon.
In that instant, she had definitely harbored the terrifying thought of killing everyone around her.
Furthermore, the surging killing intent around her was something that even his master, Sakonji Urokodaki, couldn't match when he was serious about slaying countless Demons.
Unfortunately, ordinary people didn't understand something like killing intent. Some followed their instincts and left, but others remained, watching with great interest.
Not a single person stepped forward to help.
The drunk man had no idea how terrifying the woman in front of him was. He was still gripping her wrist, refusing to let go.
At this point, the woman looked coldly at the drunk man, and a breathtakingly beautiful smile suddenly appeared at the corner of her lips.
Kurozawa, who had been shaken by her killing intent, felt his heart pound like a drum.
This woman was actually going to act!
Killing intent was the manifestation of thought and will. Just now, Kurozawa had seen himself and the other passersby in the illusory blood sea. This meant that if the woman acted, she would kill all witnesses, and he wouldn't be spared either.
Thus, Kurozawa, who had half-turned to walk away as if nothing had happened, had to change his mind.
He gritted his teeth, then strode forward and kicked the drunk man away.
After rolling a few times, the drunk man lay on the ground, groaning in pain.
"I, Kurozawa, can't stand trash like you!"
Ignoring the drunk man who was wailing in pain on the ground and swearing to make him pay, Kurozawa walked towards the woman with somewhat mechanical steps, then forced a bright and pleasant smile.
In his mind, he roared, calling out to Gray.
Charm Stat, increase it for me! Add it to my smile! Add two hundred points!
Two hundred Potential Points instantly dropped, returning him to poverty once again.
This was also the first time Kurozawa had used so many Potential Points at once.
Because he could feel the gap between them, adding these Potential Points to his physical attributes would be useless. Moreover, the incident happened too suddenly, and Kurozawa had no psychological preparation at all. He could only try a different approach.
The moment the Potential Points were consumed, an indescribable change occurred within Kurozawa.
The instant he smiled, it was as if the sun had descended into the darkness. His brilliant and bright smile stunned everyone around him.
"I'm sorry, you must have been startled."
"People like this are everywhere, aren't they?"
Facing Kurozawa's smile, the woman opposite him was also momentarily stunned.
The killing intent that had been in her eyes vanished because of Kurozawa's smile.
A man's smile possessed a magical power.
Because of his smile, you would fall in love with his lips, his eyes, his brows, and ultimately everything about him, fall in love with him as a person.
At this moment, Kurozawa's smile had such magic.
At the same time, Kurozawa's heart was bleeding profusely. The Potential Points he had accumulated on Mount Fujikasane were originally intended to break through the fifth stage of the Breathing Technique, but they were used on his Charm Stat instead.
At this point, Kurozawa could finally see the woman's appearance clearly up close.
It was a cold and stunningly beautiful face. Even in the most turbulent crowd, if she just stood there quietly, without saying a word, she would attract everyone's attention like a cold moon hanging high in the sky.
No wonder that drunk man, even being stimulated by the killing intent at such close proximity, refused to let go. It turned out there truly were such beauties in this world.
In his previous life, Kurozawa had seen countless female celebrities who were pursued by countless people, but none of them could compare to the woman in red before him.
"Your heart is beating very fast. You are the one who is startled."
The woman in red's lips, as vibrant as blood, parted slightly, uttering a few words. After glancing indifferently at the Nichirin Blade at Kurozawa's waist, she looked up at Kurozawa and said nothing more.
The woman in red's gaze landed on Kurozawa's face, making him feel utterly miserable inside.
He could sense a strong desire in that gaze.
Not a worldly desire, but a possessiveness that wanted to collect.
The woman in red was intensely curious about his smile.
I don't want to die before I even start! Kurozawa's survival instinct surged, and he plastered on his charming smile again: "Seeing your appearance, no one's heart wouldn't race."
"Honestly, this is the first time I've ever seen a woman as beautiful as you."
"May I ask for your name?"
With a brilliant, dazzling smile on his face, Kurozawa's hairs were standing on end behind his back.
Who would have thought that right after arriving in Asakusa, while still reminiscing about the bustling metropolis of his previous life, such a terrifying presence would suddenly appear?
My ancestral grave must be spewing black smoke.
This person in front of me couldn't possibly be the Demon Progenitor, Muzan, could she? The feeling the woman in red gave Kurozawa was too terrifying; saying she was an Upper Moon felt like underestimating her.
That aloof, indifferent-to-everything aura was most likely that of the Demon Progenitor.
Only the identity of the Demon Progenitor could match that kind of aura and killing intent.
"My name is Hongyue."
"That's a beautiful name. Then, may I call you Hongyue?"
I'm finished! I should have made an excuse and just run off!
Kurozawa, oh Kurozawa! Why are you getting familiar now! In fact, Kurozawa was so nervous he barely knew what he was doing, only feeling a chill down his spine and toughing it out to keep the conversation going.
"You may call me by my name."
After hearing Kurozawa's request, Hongyue's brows furrowed slightly. She stared at Kurozawa for a moment before speaking slowly.
After the initial terror, and with Hongyue's killing intent dispersed, she looked like a cold beauty. Kurozawa slowly calmed down and began to think about how to escape.
"Hongyue, it was a pleasure meeting you."
"However, I still have some things to attend to, so I'll be leaving now."
"I hope I can meet you again next time I'm in Asakusa, haha."
After flashing a carefree smile, Kurozawa suddenly turned around, waved his hand, and walked away step by step.
His smile had a magical power, making Hongyue stunned once again.
By the time Hongyue came back to her senses, Kurozawa had already walked four or five meters away.
Watching Kurozawa's retreating back, Hongyue stuck out her small, delicate tongue and gently licked her lips, her eyes filled with longing.
"That smile... it's very interesting."
Watching Kurozawa leave, Hongyue made no move.
After this, Hongyue glanced at the drunk man who was already unconscious on the ground, quickly withdrew her gaze, and left.
At the same time, the drunk man's neck suddenly split open, and bright red blood flowed out, frightening the passersby.
Before long, guards appeared and asked what had happened, but all the passersby said they hadn't seen anything unusual. In the end, the matter was left unresolved.
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