Weird Stories: Gothic Lolita Begins

Four days passed in a blink of an eye, and Lei barely learned how to transform his arm into a demon.

Why barely?

Because he could only keep one arm in the demon state at the same time, and it would turn back into a human hand if he wasn't careful... Obviously, other monsters would reveal their true form when they weren't paying attention, but he did the opposite...

It was outrageous.

Waving his demonized right arm, which was unexpectedly light and inconsistent with his bulky appearance, Lei asked happily: "What should I learn next?"

"Don't learn it now, wait until you have mastered this skill thoroughly." Night Crow flew in the air, looking across through the open window.

Seeing Night Crow's unusual movements, Lei asked vigilantly: "What's wrong?"

"Over there, several rooms away... something seems to be moving?" Night Crow said uncertainly.

Hearing this, Lei decisively moved to the window and squinted his eyes to look at the window of the opposite room.

——In this room, the door and window are exactly in a straight line.

The recently "mirrored" room will be as consistent as possible with the original. In other words, if all other windows are opened and the door is opened, the windows of the room opposite the door will also be all open.

"Something is indeed moving... It's too small to see what it is." After trying, Lei said helplessly.

Night Crow thought about it and landed in the appearance of Talos.

—— She remembered that Talos's body had magic related to "eyes"... Even if it didn't, she knew a lot of visual magic, and several of them could be used as long as she had a certain amount of magic power.

After closing her eyes and studying for a while, Night Crow roughly mastered how to use this body.

Purple eyes suddenly turned into golden snake pupils, and Night Crow looked at it.

I saw a sloppy middle-aged man wearing Japanese clothes, with his chest open and a knife on his waist, walking in a room in the distance, as if he was rummaging through boxes and cabinets to search for something.

Relaying what he saw, Night Crow asked for advice: "What should we do? Ambush where we are? Or raid?"

"Uh, can't we discuss it in a friendly way?" Lei expressed his objection tactfully.

Night Crow shook his head: "Don't forget, it has been more than 800 years since the country was engulfed by the Shenyin Mist... I don't think that's a cosplay enthusiast."

"...Kaidan won't invade Kaidan?" Lei thought.

"It's usually like this."

"What's unusual?"

"Some Kaidan have self-awareness, some Kaidan have too strong anthropomorphic abilities, and some Kaidan are too stupid and rigid..."

"I roughly understand... Let's raid, that person may not necessarily go this way."

"Okay."

...

Numajiri Taro, to put it nicely, is a wanderer, but in fact he is a stray dog.

He followed his lord for several years, and he became a deserter the first time he went to the battlefield.

Not long after he became a deserter, he suddenly came to such a ghost place.

From then on, the sun and the moon disappeared, and the years blurred.

…

With some demonstration intent, Night Crow transformed into Lei's appearance, and rushed into the target room at a speed that ordinary people could hardly see clearly. He controlled the wooden furniture in the room to grow thick vines, and tied up the unprepared middle-aged man on the spot.

Reluctantly following Night Crow into the room, Lei looked at the winding vines on the ground and said in a slightly bewildered manner: "Is this a vine? Can maple trees also grow vines?"

Night Crow rolled his eyes: "Why don't you ask those plant-based psychics how they can affect so many plants? They are all monsters, so what's wrong with being more lenient? Besides, these are just derivatives of monster power, not real life."

"…Okay."

While the two were talking, the middle-aged man who was forced to lie face down on the ground watched for a moment, and found that he could not understand the other party's language, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "I am willing to hand over all the food and serve you as my master, please don't kill me!"

Lei was stunned.

"Is he speaking... the language of the country?" Lei turned around and asked Night Crow uncertainly.

"Yes, it is the language of the country. Do you understand it?" Night Crow raised his eyebrows.

"I understand it." Lei nodded, "This is obviously the first time I have come into contact with it..."

"Why is it so well inherited in a place like this..." Night Crow complained in a low voice, without stopping his hand movements, condensing a suspicious little seed on his fingertips and flicking it onto the back of the middle-aged man.