Shen Gu Mirai promised to go home tonight to get the money for Beichuan Si.
Beichuan Si didn't say anything about this, as he didn't think that the shrewd little girl, Shen Gu Mirai, would harbor ill feelings toward him over something like money.
The afternoon classes went by.
Beichuan Si and Shen Gu Mirai walked to the multimedia room.
Apart from being used by certain clubs or teachers for lectures, the room was mostly unoccupied, making it the best place to deal with the two grudges entangled around Shen Gu Mirai.
Beichuan Si followed Shen Gu Mirai into the classroom, and before he could even take in his surroundings, he heard a rustling sound behind him.
He turned around, his gaze shifting slightly, "What are you doing?"
Shen Gu Mirai had already taken off her blue-and-white school uniform jacket and was now unzipping her dark blue skirt.
Hearing Beichuan Si's voice, Shen Gu Mirai's movements were still quick and clean.
She swiftly removed her skirt and turned back, naturally saying,
"When removing evil spirits or grudges like this, shouldn't one stay completely clean and free of external objects, Mr. Temple?"
"I don't recall ever saying that," Beichuan Si replied emotionlessly.
"Hehe, Mr. Temple, are you embarrassed?" Shen Gu Mirai confidently puffed out her chest, "I'm just saying, you're the only boy who's seen me like this, so it's normal to feel shy!"
Much to Shen Gu Mirai's surprise, Beichuan Si's reaction to these jests remained very composed.
He even expressionlessly reached out to his clothes and, with those particularly deep eyes, he said to her,
"Since it's come to this, why don't I help Shen Gu take everything off?"
"Wait, wait! I was just joking! Beichuan! Beichuan!!!!"
Shen Gu Mirai panicked.
She had just met Beichuan Si and instinctively started teasing him.
But Shen Gu Mirai hadn't expected Beichuan Si to be so relentless, reaching out to remove her clothes.
"Shen Gu," Beichuan Si's voice suddenly lowered a few degrees, his expression cold, "If you really think a deceased's grudge is easy to resolve, I don't need the fifty thousand yen either, and you can just go about your business."
No matter what, one's attitude needed to be correct.
Beichuan Si had accepted Shen Gu Mirai's money, so he would naturally help her remove the grudge, as this was a mutually beneficial arrangement.
But that didn't mean Shen Gu Mirai, the person involved, could have a wrong attitude.
Life was not a game.
With his background as a medical student in a past life, Beichuan Si understood this better than most.
No matter how cute or beautiful one was, what did it matter?
Once dead, they'd be nothing more than a pile of yellow earth.
For a patient like Shen Gu Mirai, who was so uncooperative, Beichuan Si didn't mind letting her find another expert.
Perceiving the weight in Beichuan Si's words, Shen Gu Mirai's small body trembled.
After a long while, she apologized softly,
"I'm sorry, Mr. Temple. I got a bit carried away."
Shen Gu Mirai knew her playful behavior was disrespectful to Beichuan Si and sincerely admitted her fault.
Beichuan Si's expression softened slightly, and he nodded.
"You have two grudges on you; one has lingered for a long time and isn't specifically against you, so its remnants aren't very powerful. You probably had a major illness or a period of bad luck long ago, right? As for the other grudge, it's the one left behind by Hoshino Nana after her death."
"Hoshino's grudge? But I didn't have any conflicts with her. Why would she...?" Shen Gu Mirai asked while dressing.
"Pure malice creates vengeful spirits. Hoshino Nana isn't targeting you specifically but rather 'living people.' You might think the vengeful spirit is Hoshino Nana herself, but that's a mistake," Beichuan Si said calmly, pausing before continuing, "A vengeful spirit is merely a non-human existence; it can establish a faint connection with you through this thread of grudge."
"If I don't remove this grudge today, she, as a vengeful spirit, will inevitably climb into your bed one day for a reunion."
Shen Gu Mirai's face turned pale.
Just imagining one day waking up to find the lifeless face of Hoshino Nana beside her bed sent a shiver down her spine.
Luckily, Beichuan Si was here now.
Shen Gu Mirai cautiously raised her head to look at Beichuan Si.
"Rest assured, since I've accepted your fifty thousand yen, I'll get this sorted out for you," Beichuan Si responded, seemingly sensing Shen Gu Mirai's thoughts.
"...If possible, I wish you wouldn't measure our friendship in terms of money," Shen Gu Mirai said, feeling a bit exasperated.
She had shamelessly tried to befriend him, yet this guy gave her no face at all.
Even if I'm not cute, I'm still a girl.
As Shen Gu Mirai murmured to herself, Beichuan Si surprisingly pondered and then nodded.
"Indeed, discussing friendship with a girl like you is somewhat costly."
"Beichuan!!!!" Shen Gu Mirai exclaimed in mock complaint.
"I was joking," Beichuan Si coldly dismissed the matter, pulling over a chair, "Sit. I'll try to be quick and not let you feel pain."
"..." Shen Gu Mirai's mouth twitched.
If someone else had said those words, she might have thought they were trying to make an inappropriate joke. But with Beichuan Si, the process probably wouldn't be comfortable.
"Mr... Mr. Temple," Shen Gu Mirai looked at Beichuan Si with a courageous expression, "Please, be gentle."
Hearing Shen Gu Mirai's words, so reminiscent of patients he'd encountered in his past life in the hospital, Beichuan Si felt a wave of nostalgia.
He nodded; in that very instant when Shen Gu Mirai relaxed, a black mist emerged from between his five fingers, thrusting into the air behind her head!
Before Shen Gu Mirai could even react, Beichuan Si had already reversed the grudge out.
It was just like blood sampling or an injection. Before patients could even ask doctors to "be gentle," they'd deftly drawn the blood or inserted the needle, ending the procedure before the patient felt any pain.
In fact, it wasn't far off from this process. Shen Gu Mirai only felt a brief cooling and pain at the back of her head; a massive weight seemed to have lifted from her entire body.
That sensation was like a boulder being removed from her back.
Shen Gu Mirai felt significantly more at ease.
The young girl tilted her head curiously to look at Beichuan Si's palm.
In his palm, two misty spheres, one larger than the other, were intertwined with crimson threads, swirling and pulling at each other.
Watching these two spheres of mist, Shen Gu Mirai felt inexplicably chilled, even giving a small shiver.