Chapter 64

In the Battlefront family home, Aoba and Battlefront Mai were watching an anime and discussing the characters in it.

Meanwhile, Battlefront Fubuki quietly drank tea and accompanied the two.

By suppressing the bloodlust within her through the cultivation of the "Yōmei诀" (Yōmei Technique), Battlefront Fubuki had not gone out to kill for some time.

Since she had escaped the police pursuit last time, the police had intensified their search efforts, but because Battlefront Fubuki's killings were purely driven by passion and had no discernible pattern, the police had not yet traced it back to her.

As long as Battlefront Fubuki could suppress her bloodlust and stop going out to kill, the police's pursuit of her would gradually ease.

"Brother, are you staying here tonight?" Battlefront Mai looked at Aoba with anticipation.

However, before Aoba could answer, Battlefront Fubuki blushed and said, "Mai, what are you talking about!"

"It's not possible, I have to go back tonight." Aoba patted Battlefront Mai's head and said.

"Eh? Why not? Last time you stayed here too, right? Brother, you can stay in Onee-sama's room tonight, right? Don't worry, Mai won't eavesdrop." Battlefront Mai, acting like a little devil, made a knowing face.

"Mai!" Battlefront Fubuki looked at her sister with a dark expression.

"Ah, ghost! Demon! Brother, save me." Battlefront Mai immediately hid behind Aoba.

"Alright, alright, she's just a kid, don't take it to heart." Aoba immediately stopped the furious Battlefront Fubuki.

Battlefront Mai, protected by Aoba and thus avoiding her sister's wrath, stuck out her tongue triumphantly.

"You little brat, if you keep talking nonsense, I won't be able to save you anymore." Aoba patted Battlefront Mai's head, who was hiding behind him.

"I understand." Battlefront Mai immediately replied.

Just as the three of them were in the midst of their commotion, Aoba's phone rang.

"Alright, alright, stop it, I need to take this call." Aoba said, pulling out his phone. It was a call from Ishihara Yūma.

"Hello, Yūma? What's up at this hour!" Aoba answered the phone.

However, there was no sound from Ishihara Yūma, only static.

"Hello, Yūma, Yūma!" Aoba shouted.

Finally, a voice came through the phone.

"Aoba, Aoba, can you hear me?" Ishihara Yūma's voice, mixed with a lot of static, came through.

"I can hear you, what's wrong?" Aoba sensed something was amiss from Ishihara Yūma's urgent tone.

"Great, finally got through. The school, something's happened at the school! Come quickly." Ishihara Yūma's voice, accompanied by static, came through in fits and starts.

"Something happened? What's going on?" Aoba wanted to ask more clearly.

"I don't know, a black mist surrounded the school, and I can't get out! Then there were ghosts, a lot of ghosts." Ishihara Yūma's voice cut off, and the phone went dead, only the beeping sound remained.

At the school, Ishihara Yūma immediately tried to call again, but this time he couldn't get through, meaning the last line of communication between the school and the outside world had been cut off.

At the Battlefront family home, Aoba did not try to call back but instead looked at Battlefront Fubuki. "Something's happened at the school, want to go check it out?"

"The school? What happened?" Battlefront Fubuki asked in surprise.

"I'm not sure what exactly happened, but I think you should come along. Experiencing such things will be beneficial for your cultivation." Aoba said, looking at Battlefront Fubuki.

"I understand." Battlefront Fubuki nodded.

Then Aoba turned to Battlefront Mai and said softly, "Mai, I have some things to take care of, and your sister is coming with me. Can you stay home by yourself?"

"Is it something important?" Battlefront Mai, seeing the serious expressions on their faces, asked.

"Yes, it's very important." Aoba nodded.

"Mai, Onee-sama and Aoba-sama will be back after we finish. Can you go to sleep by yourself?" Battlefront Fubuki patted her sister's head.

"Okay, I will." Perhaps because she was rarely treated so gently by her sister, Battlefront Mai enjoyed Battlefront Fubuki's head pat and answered with a smile.

Leaving Battlefront Mai at home to watch anime, Aoba and Battlefront Fubuki left the Battlefront family home.

"Don't move." Aoba said, reaching out to wrap his arm around Battlefront Fubuki's waist.

Battlefront Fubuki stiffened, but she did not resist Aoba's arm. Her face turned red, and her hand, which was holding the bamboo sword case containing a katana, began to sweat.

However, Aoba did not make any further moves as Battlefront Fubuki had imagined. Instead, he held her with one arm and started walking, gradually speeding up.

With Pure Yang True Qi infused into his feet, Aoba's steps were at least three to four meters long, and he looked as if he were strolling leisurely, without any sense of running fast.

If seen from a distance, it would seem that Aoba was taking a leisurely walk, but he would disappear from sight in the blink of an eye.

This was the first time Aoba had used his steps to travel since regaining his past memories. Carrying Battlefront Fubuki, he moved at a speed no slower than a car and quickly arrived at the school gate.

From the outside, the school at night looked like any other school, silent and unremarkable.

However, as they approached the school gate, Aoba's divine sense extended out, probing the school, and he indeed found something amiss.

The school seen from the outside was a complete illusion. The real school was enveloped in a strange black mist, which formed a natural maze, trapping all the students who had not left before nightfall.

Battlefront Fubuki, who had been brought to the school by Aoba at a speed comparable to a car, felt a mix of emotions as Aoba's arm left her waist.

On one hand, she felt relieved, but on the other, she wished to be closer to Aoba for a bit longer.

As for Aoba carrying her at such a high speed, she was not surprised, as she had seen many of Aoba's incredible feats before.

Meanwhile, Aoba took out his phone and dialed a number.

The call was soon answered on the other end.

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