The Demon’s Menu
Chapter 1053: The Dilemma of Middle-aged People Is Due to Embarrassment

Why is there no smell of food?

Jason’s eyes were filled with confusion.

Monsters should have the smell of food.

Could it be not a monster?

Jason’s gaze turned towards the entrance of Tongshou Town.

There stood a ’woman’ in sportswear.

In the sunlight, her face looked as fierce as a demon’s.

Her body was also beginning to twist in a certain sense.

Such distortion made even the sunlight that shone upon her seem to lose its warmth, especially when she walked with a creaking noise coming from her joints.

In her mouth, she was repeating one sentence over and over—

"Urashima! Urashima! Urashima!"

"Give me back Urashima!"

This voice from low to high, after only four or five iterations, turned into a scream.

The female detective, Urashima, covered her ears and stepped back.

Jason remained unmoved, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

He always felt that the ’monster’ in front of him was a bit strange.

Not in terms of appearance.

The woman in front of him, no doubt, had the appearance of an ugly and fierce monster.

Her aura was also very similar.

But...

Why is there no ’food’ smell?

To know, all the monsters he had encountered before had the smell of food.

Standing to one side, the old Monk of Tongshou Temple, He Tai, looked very serious.

Especially that Monk who was shouting loudly.

"Be careful, that is a very terrifying monster..."

"Hannya!"

Hannya?!

Jason was taken aback.

"Hannya is a kind of Evil Spirit formed from a woman’s intense jealousy and resentment, and in a sense, very powerful, because their Strength comes from jealousy and resentment," explained the wandering Onmyoji in a low voice, while taking out Talisman Paper.

He knew the power of Hannya.

If he let her continue to grow, he would not be able to handle her at all.

Fortunately, the woman in front of him had not yet become a true Hannya.

She had just undergone a transformation.

She must be dealt with immediately!

With that thought, the wandering Onmyoji lifted the Talisman Paper in his hand.

"Haste!"

A spell command.

Six pieces of Talisman Paper flew out.

Whew!

In mid-air, the Talisman Paper turned into fireballs, quickly enveloping Yukiko.

But...

When the Flame touched Yukiko, it simply extinguished.

Not only had the Flame gone out, but Yukiko’s skin also began to change.

Under the morning sun, her originally fair skin started to turn red.

Like fire.

And like blood.

A pair of black horns began to grow from her forehead.

The horns grew from small to large.

At first, they were as thin as little fingers, and then they turned into the size of goat horns.

Thick and black.

As the horns grew, Yukiko’s aura began to strengthen at a visibly rapid pace.

The intangible aura stirred the wind around her.

Whoo, whoo!

The wild wind raged.

Causing the wandering Onmyoji to continuously step back.

"How, how is this possible?"

The wandering Onmyoji froze in shock.

Everything in front of him completely overturned his understanding.

How could a recently parasitized Hannya possibly grow into a full form so quickly?

The old Monk of Tongshou Temple was also stunned.

His learned ’mystical knowledge’ did not have an explanation for the scene before him either.

However, the Monk soon thought of something.

Could it be...

"Urashima!"

"Give me back Urashima!"

While the Monk was still pondering, Yukiko had already rushed forward.

Fast as an arrow released from its bow.

Whoosh!

Before the sound of the air breaking could fade, Yukiko was already in front of everyone.

The female detective raised her gun.

Urashima instinctively wanted to step back but gritted her teeth and endured.

The wandering Onmyoji took out Talisman Paper again.

The old Monk of Tongshou Temple put his hands together in prayer.

Everyone had their own actions.

But Yukiko was too fast.

So fast that the female detective didn’t have time to pull the trigger, so fast that Urashima had just stood firm, so fast that the wandering Onmyoji had just pinched the Talisman Paper, so fast that at the moment the old Monk of Tongshou Temple pinched the Talisman Paper, she appeared right before Urashima.

Her face twisted with a hideous laugh.

"Mine!"

"You are mine!"

Raising her claws that were no longer human, Yukiko reached out for Urashima.

Then—

Clang!

In a sound like a sword drawn from its sheath, a silver slash appeared before Yukiko.

An incomparable sense of danger filled Yukiko’s heart.

The proclamation of death howled incessantly in Yukiko’s ears.

Yukiko wanted to dodge.

But she was helpless.

She had rushed too fast.

The slash in front of her appeared too cleverly.

The perfectly timed slash left her powerless.

Spurt!

In a sound like a blade cutting through leather, the silver slash swept past Yukiko’s body.

The forward-charging Yukiko stood frozen in place.

Her raised claws were stiff in mid-air, less than a fist’s distance from Urashima’s chest.

Her widened eyes were full of unwillingness and envy.

This was originally the source of her Strength.

But the slash just now had already destroyed such a source of Strength.

Without the support of Strength.

She used all her might, only able to say out that name.

"Ura, Urashima."

Bang!

With that sound, Yukiko’s body burst apart.

Everyone quickly dodged.

Only Jason didn’t move; he looked at Yukiko, who had turned into a fog of blood and chunks of flesh, his mildly furrowed brow growing tighter.

It was the smell of human blood.

In the blood mist, there was the smell of human blood.

Not a monster!

What’s going on here?

Jason pondered.

The female detective gave Jason a thumbs-up.

"Well done!"

The female detective said straightforwardly.

Just now, she thought the jerk beside her was surely dead.