Hayato dusted himself off, looking at the Female Ghost who was still about to act with a slight smile.
"After all, Madam, you don't want me to destroy this house, do you?"
Upon hearing this, the black hair wildly dancing behind the Female Ghost paused slightly, and a hint of panic flashed in her eyes.
"If I remember correctly, there's a type of Jibakurei in Japan."
"These spirits are bound to the place of their death by their obsessions and resentment from their lives, unable to leave or die."
"Although you're not a Jibakurei, you're probably similar. This house should be the place of restraint that traps you."
Hayato's tone carried a hint of playfulness; he had just discovered something strange.
The battle between him and the Female Ghost was intense.
Theoretically, let alone a wooden house, even an air-raid shelter welded with reinforced concrete should have been reduced to ruins.
But from the beginning of the battle until now, the only things damaged in this house were the miscellaneous items inside and the glass on the windows.
Neither the walls nor the floor showed any trace of damage.
It seemed as if a special force was protecting this house.
So, to make a bold guess, this Female Ghost should be a Land-Bound Spirit parasitic on this house.
It's just that because her resentment was too heavy and she had killed many people, she possessed such terrifying strength.
However, this didn't change the fact that she was trapped here.
Looking at the Female Ghost who stood quietly in place, unwilling in her eyes but not daring to approach, Hayato's lips curved slightly upward.
Clearly, he had guessed correctly!
"We have no feud, so what's the point of fighting me to the death?"
"Anyway, Hayato can't kill me, but instead, Hayato's life is in my hands. How about we negotiate?"
Hayato casually sat cross-legged on the ground, smiling as he looked at the giant Female Ghost before him.
Although the Female Ghost was somewhat unwilling in her heart, now that Hayato was the knife and she was the fish, she could only force herself to nod.
"Before negotiating, shouldn't we introduce ourselves to each other?"
Hayato sized up the Woman's face. He had to admit that this face, from any angle, perfectly matched his sexual preferences.
Her figure was also good, and so was her temperament.
If he didn't consider her an Evil Spirit, his dream lover would probably be like this.
Of course, what about being an Evil Spirit?
The Evil Spirits around him were not just one or two.
As long as they were willing to cooperate, he could still experience the ultimate pleasure.
Moreover, the physical structure of an Evil Spirit, whether it was flexibility or endurance, was much more durable than that of a human. It was like a toy that would never break or deform.
It was fine in the past.
Although his physique was strong, it was still within the human range.
However, after strengthening his muscles and bones, his strength had gradually reached a non-human level.
With his current physique, ordinary humans would probably not be able to withstand the impact of his full-force charge and the injection of patriotic genes.
For example, when he was with Hayakawa Rin, no matter how wild he got, he had to control his strength to avoid accidentally causing a tragedy.
If he couldn't sprint with all his might, what meaning could life have?
Now, only these supernatural beings like Evil Spirits could withstand his recklessness.
Moreover, one was not enough.
His vital energy and Buddha Law were too fervent. Even Evil Spirits like Tanaka Saya and Eight-Foot Lady could only withstand one Buddha Law transmission for a short period.
He only had a few usable Evil Spirits in his hand right now.
When the feeling really hit.
Not enough, simply not enough.
Therefore, the more Evil Spirits with strength and that fit his preferences, the better.
He wouldn't complain about having too many.
However, it wouldn't be that simple to make her obedient.
"What's your name?"
Hayato propped his chin with his hand, looking at the Female Ghost with a face full of resentment, his smile exceptionally bright.
He loved that look of wanting to kill him but being unable to.
What was the use of being unwilling? Now that the handle and the initiative were in his hands, she had to endure it even if she didn't want to.
"Yamada Yumi!"
A cold voice echoed in Hayato's ears. This was the first time he had heard this Female Ghost speak.
It was cold, but it had a lot of flavor.
It was somewhat like an older sister's voice, with a low, mature woman's charm and seduction.
If he had to describe it, it would probably be the uncontrolled tone that came out during deep communication at the end.
Just listening to it felt as if a feather was constantly fluttering in his heart, instinctively creating a surge of impulse.
She had a cold and abstinent face, but her figure and voice gave a completely opposite feeling.
This extreme contrast was quite intoxicating.
"You can talk? I thought you were a mute."
Hearing Hayato muttering to himself, Yamada Yumi couldn't help but grind her teeth, the resentment on her body seemingly growing stronger.
Her pupils turned black, and bloodstains gradually appeared on her white long dress.
"Don't be angry, pretend I didn't say anything."
Hayato raised his hands, appeasing the Female Ghost who was about to go berserk.
She was quite beautiful, but why was her temper like she had swallowed gunpowder, exploding at the slightest touch?
"My name is Hayato. How about we make a deal?"
"Not interested!"
Yamada Yumi looked at Hayato coldly, the resentment in her eyes not diminishing at all.
She had no interest in the deal he mentioned.
If she wasn't temporarily unable to do anything to this guy, the thing she wanted to do most right now was kill this bastard.
"What if I help you fulfill your wish?"
Hayato sat cross-legged on the ground, propping his chin and looking up at Yamada Yumi. From this angle, that huge size seemed even more exaggerated.
Tall, round, and from any angle, it was an impeccable type.
The reason Evil Spirits are Evil Spirits is because they had unresolved obsessions during their lifetime, which is why they turn into such things after death.
This Evil Spirit was now bound here, unable to fulfill any unfulfilled wishes even if she had them.
So, this deal was simple.
He would help her fulfill her dying wish, and in return, this Female Ghost's next life would have to be used by him, cough, work for him.
He dared to propose this deal because he naturally had some confidence.
After all, that's how Tanaka Saya was subdued by him and completely tamed into an exclusive tool.
In this regard, this Evil Spirit was no different from Tanaka Saya.
Moreover, compared to Tanaka Saya, this Evil Spirit was clearly easier to deal with.
Because she couldn't leave this room and couldn't harm people outside the house other than the owner.
Now that the house had been bought by him, it meant that all the karma had been inherited by him.
To fulfill her obsession and wish, the only one she could rely on was him.
Yamada Yumi's eyes froze. Looking at the man with a smile on his face, the resentment on her body seemed to be gradually dissipating.
A hint of contemplation appeared in her eyes. She had to admit that this condition did make her feel tempted.
"There's a chance."
Hayato's eyes flickered. He wasn't afraid of how difficult the conditions Yamada Yumi proposed were; he was afraid that there was no room for negotiation in this matter.
As long as Yamada Yumi agreed, with his methods, even the most troublesome things had a chance of being resolved.
"What do you want!"
After a moment of silence, Yamada Yumi looked up at Hayato, the resentment in her eyes seemingly having dissipated a lot.
"That depends on how big your wish is."
Hayato tilted his head and said with a smile.
A deal, of course, had to be fair and equal in value.
If he rashly stated his demands before understanding the Female Ghost's wish.
If he asked for too much, this Female Ghost might directly turn hostile.
So, what he wanted depended on what this Female Ghost's dying wish was.
If the deal wasn't equal, then he would find a way to make it equal.
"Help me kill two people!"
"No, I want to kill them myself!"
Yamada Yumi gnashed her teeth, her face contorted in a grimace.
As if she had thought of something she didn't want to recall, the resentment on her body couldn't be suppressed and spread outwards.
Her white long dress was also gradually stained with blood.
Killing people?
Hayato rubbed his chin and didn't find it strange.
The resentment on this Female Ghost was so deep, it was clear that she hadn't died normally.
Since she was harmed by someone, it was understandable that she wanted revenge.
"Who do you want to kill?"
Hayato didn't ask for any reasons or explanations.
Is it so obvious that there's still a need to ask?