Chapter 4 The Successor of the Black Crow School

If the whole world deceives you, will you fight back? Or obey.

I have no appetite, so I made a cup of black coffee as breakfast.

At the table, Kenmei Isayama habitually sat in his own seat, picked up the teacup and took a sip. His expression did not change at all when the hot and bitter coffee flowed into his mouth.

"Sister."

Kenmei Isayama looked at the seat opposite him and was slightly stunned. That was his sister's seat. Now it was empty, and the bitter coffee in his mouth had no taste.

"Xiaoming, you are lazy again!"

The familiar voice in his memory suddenly woke Kenmei Isayama from his meditation.

It was so fierce, was it an illusion?

In a trance, he seemed to see his sister sitting in front of him with a puffed face, holding the table and saying in a preaching tone

"This is not okay! Breakfast must be delicious."

Kenmei Isayama, who is afraid of trouble, keeps everything simple for eating, so the sister in his memory often complains about him like this, and then brings him a plate of hot breakfast.

Since the day of his sister's death, this scene has never appeared again.

Feeling the gentle breath coming out of the "girl"'s mouth so close, and the most familiar and closest face in his memory appearing in front of him.

"Sister."

Everything is so real, which makes Kenmei Isayama stunned.

The sister in front of him is like walking straight down from the portrait, standing in front of him.

A trace of pain appeared on Kenmei Isayama's face. He knew very well what this "sister" who appeared in front of him was.

And Sakura Isayama took the opportunity to hug Kenmei Isayama and gently held his head in his arms.

"Why don't you recognize me?"

Said softly

"It's my sister~ Xiaoming."

It was simply a touching picture of "sister and brother reunited".

But if you can ignore the fact that the sister's quiet smile is gradually becoming colder, and a clear blood line appears at the corner of her mouth.

With a "rip" sound, the mouth began to open as wide as possible and soon opened to half a meter wide. In the bloody mouth were three rows of sawtooth-like sharp gums and a rough tongue with barbs, and sticky saliva was stretched as it opened.

Who is this person?

It is clear that one more look will make people's SAN value drop wildly and want to explode. It is a huge and terrifying cursed spirit.

The open bloody mouth gradually covered the top of Isayama Kenmei's head completely. This size, let alone a human head, even a watermelon weighing more than ten pounds can be swallowed by her in one bite.

"Hey, dear brother."

The girl's gentle brown eyes had turned into scarlet vertical pupils at some point. She showed a cruel smile and said in a hoarse and obscure voice like scratching nails on glass.

"Sister is hungry too~"

Facing the sister who turned into a terrifying cursed spirit, the invitation of "Brother, hungry, food" was made.

The "cursed spirit" looked at Jianshan Xianmei greedily. It was self-evident what the breakfast in her mouth was. It was her former brother Jianshan Xianmei.

But this monster in human skin didn't know that the brother she was holding belonged to Jianshan Xianmei. There seemed to be something quite terrifying lurking in the shadow under his seat, and the calm shadow had begun to surge.

Now, because of her transgression, a pair of cruel beast eyes that were several times more terrifying and ferocious than hers had opened their eyes in the darkness.

The blood-red eyes were staring at her intently. This unknown thing might jump out of the darkness in the next second to start hunting and tear the things in front of it into pieces.

But "Jianshan Yingliang" didn't know it at all.

And Jianshan Xianming, who was nestled in Jianshan Yingliang's arms with his eyes closed, sensed this eager hunting intention. Instead, he glared at the shadow on the ground.

Sensing the resistance of the master, the monster lurking in the shadow seemed to be quite dissatisfied and even a little aggrieved. He whimpered and immediately dived into the "shadow".

The phantom of the terrifying beast disappeared from the shadows, and peace returned again.

Seeing this, Kenmei Isayama also closed her eyes and continued to play this family game between the siblings.

Unfortunately, the cursed spirit, who had completely torn off her disguise, narrowed her eyes, as if she couldn't wait any longer.

From the moment she broke free from the previous seal, the bloodthirsty desire in her mind, like waves, tortured her so much that she couldn't breathe.

The hungry stomach must be satisfied with the warmest blood.

"Bite it!" "Eat him!"

The cursed spirits born from the most extreme malice of humans are born cruel, and killing and blood are what they desire most.

With a terrifying roar, the cursed spirit immediately closed its mouth and wanted to bite off Kenmei Isayama's head.

But the expected blood splashing scene did not appear, and nothing happened.

Time seemed to stand still at that second

The part of Isayama Sakura in her body that was not the incarnation of the cursed spirit, resisted all her actions that might hurt her brother.

It was more like something invisible and intangible, covering the whole body of the "cursed spirit".

"Why! Why! Why!"

Not only could her mouth not close, but her arms on Kenmei Isayama could not move.

The incomprehensible cursed spirit's body was covered with crimson smoke, which was her inner curse power burning madly to fight against this power.

It was enough to make ordinary people fall into complete madness and scream, because the screams produced by the crazy shouting directly exploded the coffee cup Kenmei Isayama placed on the table.

But that was all.

She couldn't do anything to resist, as if her body was invisibly restrained by some force.

"Why can't I move!!!"

Even though the cursed spirit was overwhelmed by the desire to kill, she understood it now.

The abnormality came from her former brother who was still leaning against her.

"It must be painful, sorry."

The boy's calm voice was like an incredible magic power. The blood-red violent breath that was just emitting was washed away by all the ominous curses, and they disappeared.

Isayama Kenmei, who had hugged Isayama Sakura's waist tightly, finally let go of her arms, with a bit of nostalgia and reluctance.

When he opened his eyes again, the brown pupils that were exactly the same as Isayama Sakura had turned into a deep blue, and the silver-white particles that kept spinning in the pupils made them look brighter than the shining stars.

At the same time, a black raven symbol appeared on the back of Isayama Kenmei's hand, which was the symbol of an ancient school.

In fact, before he turned into a "flesh hound", Kenmei Isayama had experienced a simulation. That was the first simulation in the true sense. That experience allowed him to gain a powerful force from the subspace - psychic energy.

Master: Azak Ahriman

Kenmei Isayama looked at the half-human and half-ghost Isayama Sakura in front of him, with a trace of sadness in his eyes, and a pain in his heart that was almost torn apart.

No one could accept that the person closest to him had become like this.

It was he who covered the whole body of the cursed spirit incarnated by Isayama Sakura with his majestic psychic energy, and instantly imprisoned her movements.

A brass collar with spikes suddenly appeared in his hand, and the smell of burning sulfur and blood appeared in the air for a while.

The bound cursed spirit seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying, and struggled frantically to escape, but it was still useless, and even the noise was blocked by Kenmei Isayama.

Without hesitation, Kenmei Isayama bit his finger and dripped blood on it. As soon as the blood touched the surface of the collar, it was completely hidden in it like dry land. After tasting the blood, the brass collar was slightly surrounded by blood-colored mist, and it looked brighter.

After all the preliminary work was done, Jianshan Xianmei gently bent the brass collar and it opened obediently.

In the resentful eyes of the "cursed spirit", Jianshan Xianmei directly put the collar on her neck.

After the wide brass collar was put on the neck, it automatically tightened to the right size.

Of course, the changes brought about are far more than that. The terrifying cursed spirit seemed to suffer great pain and kept roaring in anger.

The curse power was suppressed.

In the end, the originally huge body gradually shrank to the size of a normal girl.

The hideous and terrifying face returned to exquisiteness again. She was a very cute girl. Her slender and lovely figure was covered by her hair like the finest silk, and her skin was whiter than snow.

The collar on the girl's neck gave people a feeling of wanting to bully her.

"Sister..."

Isayama Kenmei looked at Isayama Sakura's blood-red eyes with a gentle expression, which were full of murderous intent towards her

"This time, no one can separate us."