Lilly…

No, please… I beg you, don’t!

Josh stuck out his tongue, his eyes rolling back for a moment.

Damn it…

In a fit of anger, he reached out and pulled out a ritual blade.

He wildly stabbed at bootlicker, hitting him right in the waist.

Bootlicker furious, “I’ll strangle your throat!”

Josh replied, “I’ll gut your waist!”

They wrestled together, a chaotic tangle of limbs, chasing and escaping, waist for the waist.

Josh had made the ritual blade himself. Originally, he had intended to make a ritual sword, but it was too long to fit in his backpack.

So he improvised, making it shorter, and it became a ritual blade.

With a direct stab, he managed to seize the bootlicker’s waist.

He was stunned: “Do ghosts even have waists?”

Aren’t ghosts just a mass of bad aura? A floating specter? How could they have waists?

Bootlicker: “My waist… Give me back my waist!”

Josh: “Release my throat… Let go!”

Lilly remained silent.

Even she was shocked.

was this? Who would have thought that Josh would conquer his opponent by

finally understanding why

ghosts who had quietly peeked out to watch

was shocked, “This…

replied, “Harem, you’re talking nonsense! A

spirit curious,

spirit gave them each a punch, “Shut

face full of exasperation, said, “I can’t believe you two can

colors? I don’t understand.

Unlucky ghost fell silent.

the bootlicker fought fiercely, kicking up clouds of dust. Amidst the haze, only glimpses of Josh’s occasional face and bootlicker’s

submit!”

was furious, “…Damn

dare to say

in the

could a man

was even more infuriating was that the kid was covered in

had just flickered briefly and then mysteriously went dim. Bootlicker had no idea that Lilly had suppressed the protective bracelet on purpose, just so he could be used as a sparring partner for

way too many quirks. Talismans were stuffed in

his stylish hair, standing tall

I call you ‘bro’?” Bootlicker looked frustrated, but couldn’t help adding, “Give me back my

return the

of souls or a Hell Ruler Palace, but he did

had two layers, and the

the waist into the bag, and the bootlicker could forget about getting

Bootlicker fell silent.

kid… was he

the ground: “I’m not fighting

“Tell me your name, where you’re from, and how you

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