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Chapter 138 - Do Old People Play This Way Nowadays

Medea and Tsuchiya Garaku left the living room. Next, Medea would conduct a detailed examination and thorough treatment on Tsuchiya Garaku.

Eiji, meanwhile, headed to the room where the Lion King was.

Then, Eiji saw the shirtless old man from that morning.

'I remember his name is Michael Kohara. Is he a foreigner?'

At that moment, Michael was using some kind of oil that Eiji didn't recognize to maintain the Lion King.

Eiji's gaze was quickly drawn to some strange items on the floor and table nearby.

"Is this an electric iron?"

Eiji picked up the electric iron on the table curiously, wondering why such an object would be present at a research site.

The word "Spirit Extermination" was also printed on the bottom of the electric iron.

"Boy, are you interested in this?"

Michael, having just finished maintaining the Lion King, stood up and approached Eiji.

"I feel like people would think you're a creep if you act like this."

It was fine that Eiji was a boy, but if a girl were suddenly approached by a muscular old man like this, she'd probably deliver a fatal kick.

"This is my latest creation. It's called the Spirit Extermination Iron Fist: Model 28."

Model 28? That meant he'd made 27 electric irons before this?

"Can this... exterminate spirits?"

"That's right, boy."

As Michael spoke, he picked up the electric iron and pulled.

"Pull out the chain disguised as a wire like this, and then throw it."

Following Master Michael's actions, the chain with the plug flew out and securely bound a box.

With a strong tug, Michael pulled the cardboard box back.

"Then, inject Cursed Energy into the Spirit Extermination Iron Fist."

Visibly, pale blue Cursed Energy surged onto the electric iron.

Around Grade 3 Jujutsu Sorcerer level.

Eiji judged Michael's Cursed Energy level.

Then, Michael forcefully pressed the electric iron onto the cardboard box.

"This way, you can exterminate Cursed Spirits."

Eiji silently observed the electric iron... or rather, the Spirit Extermination Iron Fist.

Because judging from Michael's demonstration, this thing actually seemed capable of exterminating Cursed Spirits.

The question was, who did he intend for it to be used by? Was he recruiting housewives skilled in using electric irons?

"Master Michael, do you have any more... ordinary Cursed Tools?"

Eiji asked tactfully.

"What do you mean by 'ordinary'?"

Michael looked a bit confused.

Wasn't an electric iron ordinary enough?

"I mean, something that looks more like a normal weapon."

"Ah, I understand. Come, come, boy, you try this one."

With that, Michael produced two spiral drill bits, each about a meter long.

Thinking about it, Eiji had only ever seen drill bits this large on the underground drilling vehicles in movies.

"Boy, put your hand in here and hold this."

Faced with Michael's enthusiasm, Eiji finally decided to give it a try.

As he put his hand inside, Eiji felt the weight of the massive drill bit.

'It must be over 50 catties. Someone who isn't a Jujutsu Sorcerer really couldn't use this.'

Eiji pressed the switch Michael had indicated, and the drill bit began to spin at high speed.

"Try injecting Cursed Energy."

Eiji did as he was told. The Cursed Energy, driven by the drill bit, formed a whirlwind.

Eiji carefully examined the large drill bit.

The tip of the drill bit was extremely sharp; if it hit a Cursed Spirit, it could definitely pierce through most of their defenses.

If this whirlwind-like Cursed Energy rampaged inside a Cursed Spirit...

Eiji suddenly felt that the things Michael made might actually be quite useful.

"Anything else?"

"How about this Spirit Extermination Iron Fist: Model 27?"

"A dumbbell?"

So not all of them are electric irons.

"Have you considered adding something like a combat knife or brass knuckles to the front? Just smashing people with barbell plates doesn't really count as an iron fist, does it?"

"Hmm, while it would ruin the overall aesthetic, it's certainly a good suggestion, young man."

Aesthetic? On an electric iron, a dumbbell?

"...Is your aesthetic based on household appliances?"

After that, Eiji took a good look around the house.

He gained a certain understanding of the Cursed Tools crafted by this old man named Michael.

This was a trendy old guy. Honestly, sometimes Eiji felt like this world was a bit strange. Young people were playing with traditional martial arts, while the elderly were getting more and more creative.

Yeah, he was talking about you, Electro-Music Old Man Rock Temple.

This was an incredibly imaginative old man, completely unrestrained by era or ideology.

For example, he had prepared a Pneumatic Spirit Extermination Blade for Tsuchimiya Kagura.

The blade had a trigger, and bullets could be loaded from the bottom of the blade.

When the trigger was pulled, the blade would shoot out using compressed air, capable of multiplying the attack's power by three.

After talking for a while, Eiji realized that although the old man's behavior was eccentric and his personality seemed unreliable, he was indeed a talented individual.

Such talent would be a good fit for my research institute.

Knock knock.

A sudden knock on the door interrupted Eiji's thoughts.

"Enter."

Click.

"Master Michael, has the Lion King's maintenance been completed? I just received an urgent notification: two Grade 1 Cursed Spirits are heading towards the city, and I need to intercept them immediately."

Isayama Yomi entered the room.

"Riya and I will go."

"Huh? But you're guests."

"Don't worry, we're Special Grade. Grade 1 Cursed Spirits are a piece of cake."

With that, Eiji called out to Altoria and headed to the mission location.

After arriving at the battlefield by car, Altoria swiftly exterminated the Cursed Spirits in just a few slashes.

Eiji's side was similar.

"What kind of fish is this? It even has legs?"

Eiji was a bit puzzled. The ocean hadn't been discharging wastewater yet, had it?

In front of Eiji was a fish with several legs, covered in spikes, constantly emitting gas.

Eiji dodged the strange fish's attacks nimbly.

Ding.

Mahoraga's Wheel spun, and his inventory increased by one again.

"So, it's poison."

The Ten Shadows Wheel in the shadows spun.

Eiji's shadow extended forward, covering the Cursed Spirit's feet.

Then, Kuro leaped out from the shadow, bit the Cursed Spirit, and dragged it into the shadow.

In the shadow, the other Summoned Spirits were already preparing for a feast.

At this moment, on a tall building not far away, a white-haired boy was looking intently in Eiji's direction with a grave expression.

"Is this Special Grade? Grade 1 Cursed Spirits have no power to fight back."

"Should I wait? Wait until he leaves."

The boy's name was Sanzu River. He was the one who had been lurking behind the scenes, guiding Cursed Spirits towards the city.

He was also the one who caused the Cursed Spirit surge three years ago and ambushed and killed Mrs. Tsuchiya.

It was a shame that Tsuchiya Garaku arrived too quickly, and he couldn't seize the Tsuchimiya family's Cursed Stone.

No need to wait. Once we obtain all the Cursed Stones, no one will be able to oppose us.

A seductive female voice appeared beside Sanzu River's ear.

"Yes, no need to wait. I can't wait to see you all either."

Sanzu River's mind flashed back to his parents, who had died in the accident.

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