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Chapter 72: Rat and Curse

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*click*

Just as everyone held their breath and was alert, the deadly door in front of them silently opened a crack.

A thin, pale woman staggered out with a hurried look on her face.

"..."

When the woman saw the people at the door, she might not have expected that there would be a group of strong women and strong men surrounding the door at night. She was shocked and stared at the people in front of her with her eyes wide open.

No one knew who the woman was or why she appeared here.

Except for two people.

"..."

Dazai remained silent and looked at her coldly.

And Nakahara widened his lake blue eyes, looking at the woman in front of him in disbelief, who was eroded by the vicissitudes of life but still looked as beautiful as before.

"...Yuan?"

The orange-haired, blue-eyed man slowly and hesitantly uttered a name.

"..."

The woman with light pink long hair pursed her lips and stared at Nakahara with her almond eyes, just stiffly looking at her.

She looked very fragile.

The thin body was wrapped in a light-colored long skirt. From the curves outlined by the wind, it could be seen that she was so thin that she was almost skin and bones. Just standing there, the woman would tremble weakly in the cold wind.

"Yuan? Is it you?"

Nakahara swallowed his saliva and asked the woman with a familiar face again.

"...?"

It seemed that because she heard her name, the woman slowly moved her body... then she looked deeply at Nakahara.

She stared at Nakahara with a guilty and horrified look, and finally showed the man a smile that was uglier than crying.

"...yes... I'm sorry..."

"Don't come over, don't come in."

Yuan spoke hoarsely, and her voice, which used to be as beautiful as a nightingale, now sounded as harsh and unpleasant as a child scratching glass.

"Yuan?"

Nakahara frowned, and before he could react to what she wanted to say, he stepped forward and wanted to talk to Yuan closer.

"Wait, don't go over there!"

Tiantian looked at Yuan's pale skin color, which was not like that of a normal human, and stretched out his hand to stop Nakahara.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

At this moment, Yuan opened her mouth towards everyone and let out a series of shrill, creepy and inhumane roars and screams.

"Run away! Run away! There are monsters below!!!"

Yuan screamed heartbreakingly, her skin was almost transparent.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

She screamed shrilly under the stunned gaze of the crowd, tears and blood flowing from her eyes, her mouth opened wider and wider, and her chin almost dropped to her chest.

*pop* *pop*

Scarlet blood mist burst out from Yuan's thin abdomen.

Two pairs of purple arms with blood sticking out from the sides of the woman's chest and abdomen.

When the arms were "born" from her body, the vitality of Yuan's face quickly faded, and a lot of blood spurted out from her wounds, smearing scarlet "dahlias" on the ground.

"..."

Nakahara was dumbfounded as he watched the familiar face of the past turn into an inhuman appearance in front of his eyes. There was no sound at all.

"..."

Even Dazai, who had seen a lot, was stunned by such a scene.

"It's a curse!"

Maki reacted immediately, her eyes were sharp, and she rushed forward with a sword in hand.

"Ahhh!!!"

Yuan let out a sharp wail, and her whole body fell backwards. When she lay on the ground, her limbs began to twist, and her whole body was like a big spider supported by countless branches, crawling rapidly towards the door she came out of.

"Maki, don't be impulsive!"

Tiantian was worried that Maki would follow Yuan into the door and be tricked by the monster Maki described behind the door, so she hurried forward to hold Maki.

"Can she be saved?"

Tiantian didn't know much about this, and he looked at Maki's cold pupils hesitantly and asked. "...there is no hope. The moment she was infected by the curse, she was already dead."

Maki pursed her lips and spoke in a low voice.

"..."

After getting this expected answer, Tiantian took a deep breath and stared at the door.

Yuan just said.

Don't come over, there were monsters below.

The monster was down there.

In other words, there was no monster in the house, but in the sewer.

So why? Yuan came out of the house?

Was there a passage in the room that connected to the sewer?

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*swish* *swish* *swish*

A sparse crawling sound rang out in the sewer, with a numbing echo.

"Huh?"

Dostoevsky, who was playing cards with a gray-haired man covered in sutures, slowly raised his head and looked at the place where the sound came from.

The female figure was vaguely visible, and Yuan was crawling forward on her limbs, wading through waves of turbid sewage in the sewer.

"Ah, she made a slip of the tongue."

The gray-haired man with sutures on the opposite side muttered to himself, threw away the full row of bad cards in his hand expressionlessly, and said with a sigh.

"I thought this kind of woman would never say something wrong."

The gray-haired man pouted, as if he was very dissatisfied with his decision, and had a bit of a child's anger.

"You can bring in all the people who want to enter the house so that you don't have to turn into an ugly monster. Why don't you do it obediently? Human women should all love beauty, right?"

The gray-haired man hastily put away the cards and waved at Yuan, calling Yuan to come over like calling a puppy.

"But I can survive as a mutation for so long, this trip is worth it."

"..."

Dostoevsky said nothing, glanced at Yuan, then took back the cards in his hand and put them neatly.

"...so, this is your plan?"

Dostoevsky spoke lightly, looking up at the childish Mahito.

"Feeding this bunch of meaningless untouchables to Ryomen Sukuna's fingers? If you keep feeding them like this, when will they be able to stir up a commotion in Suribachi City?"

His tone was flat, sounding neither sad nor happy, and there was no anger in it.

"But now it has attracted the attention of that Port Mafia." Mahito said unconvinced.

Dostoevsky: "...at your speed, it is estimated that before you kill a hundred people in Suribachi City, you will be wiped out by the Port Mafia and the Armed Detective Agency... and then the Tokyo sorcerers."

At this point, Dostoevsky became curious.

"They are all poisoned to death, why not throw the remains of this demon into the water source of Suribachi City? It's dead anyway, wouldn't it be much faster than catching people one by one like you?"

"Or are you using this remains to do some experiments that I don't understand?"

Mahito: "..."

Mahito: "...it's okay to tell you, but Geto only asked me to assist you in coming to Suribachi City... but didn't ask me to talk to you... But Geto can't be contacted recently..."

Geto.

Hearing that word, Dostoevsky blinked very inconspicuously, then he lowered his head and silently began to change the subject.

"Those people up there haven't left yet? Why not ask your children to kill them?"

*clap*

Mahito heard this and his eyes widened with excitement.

He stood up and clapped his hands.

"Yoshi— then—"

*bang*

The explosion instantly covered the voice of Mahito behind him.

"!!"

Dostoevsky was stunned.

He didn't hesitate at all, and threw Mahito who was standing still, and did a side flip, perfectly avoiding the shock wave and gravel brought by the explosion.

"?"

Mahito's smile froze on his face.

He blinked his gray-blue eyes, which were as innocent as a baby; the next second he was buried by the dust and smoke.

"..."

Dostoevsky half-crouched behind the bunker, covering his mouth and nose with his sleeves, frowning at the figure who jumped down with the explosion.

The smoke dissipated.

A familiar blue-eyed gray-haired woman was carrying a silver axe and standing in front of them.

"Surprise, motherf*cker."

Tiantian jumped down from the grenade pit sponsored by Mori Ogai with an axe, and said something foreign.

Then, she suddenly saw Dostoevsky squatting in the dark, her eyes as bright as light bulbs.

"..."

At first, Tiantian felt that this guy looked familiar. After thinking about it for a while, she immediately remembered where she had seen this face.

"Russian?"

Didn't this Russian betrayed that squinty-eyed guy and then threaten to revive the motherland and rekindle the great red?

Why was he squatting in this sewer?

"...!"

Seeing Tiantian's face, Dostoevsky's eyes flashed with a dangerous look.

"Kill her quickly, her ability is a variable."

The man spoke calmly and quickly.

Tiantian: "!!"

Accompanied by the sound of tiles being uncovered, a pale palm attacked Tiantian's back neck.

Just as she was about to hide forward, she saw Dostoevsky, who was squatting in front of her, rushing out, stretching his arms, and pressing his palm on her cheek.

Front and back attack.

One palm in front, one palm in the back.

*clonk*

Critical moment.

Tiantian's figure disappeared on the spot.

"!!"

Mahito and Dostoevsky both stared at each other with shocked expressions on their faces.

For no other reason.

They were about to press their palms on each other's faces.

At this speed, they probably couldn't take them back.

...

Crime and Punishment vs. Idle Transformation.

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