The Woman, whose spellcasting was interrupted by Hayato and who stood frozen in place, watched Hayato run away, a cold killing intent flashing in her dark eyes.
"Running?"
"Do Hayato think I am very ugly?"
"If Hayato thinks so, then I cannot help it."
The expression on Hayato's face was helpless.
If Hayato had any self-awareness, he would not ask such a question.
"Then Hayato... just die!"
The gentle voice was filled with malice.
The Woman behind him whispered, and an intense, thick malice instantly enveloped the entire alleyway.
Hayato, who was running, suddenly felt his hair stand on end, and a strong sense of danger rapidly approached from behind him.
Swish!
A sharp blade emitting a cold glint stopped three feet behind him.
His kasaya glowed with Buddha light, isolating the Woman's attack outside.
Hayato held his prayer beads, his expression cold, and slowly turned around.
"This humble monk saw early on that Hayato was not human; This humble monk never expected Hayato to be a demon."
As early as when he first saw the Woman, he felt something was off.
Besides him, the people around seemed to be deliberately ignoring this Woman.
This kind of situation only occurs with Evil Spirits.
However, he did not sense the aura of an Evil Spirit from this Woman.
Even the glow on her body was a dead gray, not the black of an Evil Spirit.
That is why he followed this Woman in, wanting to see exactly what she was.
Now, he saw it.
A demon!
Unlike Evil Spirits that only have illusory spiritual bodies, this was a demon that possessed a physical body.
With this physical body isolating her demonic energy, it was no wonder he could not discern her true nature.
Hayato looked at the thing that attacked him, a pair of red scissors.
The half-meter-long scissors emitted a thick black energy, their blades sharp, revealing a biting edge.
Unfortunately, before his magic artifacts, everything was illusory.
With a flick of his finger, the scissors flew towards the nearby wall.
The hard concrete was as fragile as foam under the sharpness of the scissors, easily torn apart.
Hayato frowned slightly.
These scissors were excessively sharp.
If it were not for his kasaya protecting him, he estimated he would have been down just now.
However, what Hayato was more curious about was where such a large pair of scissors had been hidden before.
"Since it is a demon, it will be easy to handle."
Hayato said indifferently.
He still had some scruples when dealing with people.
When dealing with demons, just get it done.
Tap! Tap! Tap!
Black high heels tapped on the ground, making a crisp sound.
At the end of the street, the Woman in the black dress slowly walking towards Hayato calmly asked the previous question.
"Am I beautiful?"
Wisps of black energy emanated from the Woman, and the world behind her seemed to become distorted and gloomy.
As the black energy spread, the entire alley seemed to be frozen by an invisible force.
The bone-chilling cold made Hayato feel his entire body turn cold.
What is going on?
Hayato exhaled, the expression on his face gradually becoming serious.
This Woman seems strange.
She is not on the same level as that Evil Spirit from before at all.
"Beautiful!"
After a moment of thought, Hayato decided to go along with this strange Woman's words.
He found that the current state of this Evil Spirit seemed a bit strange.
"Then Hayato will become as beautiful as I am."
The Woman slowly raised her head; under the black hat brim, a semi-transparent black veil obscured half of her face.
In her pitch-black eyes, a dangerous aura filled the air.