Anime Collector: Starting With the Malevolent Shrine-Chapter 200 ⟴ Tsuki Uzaki’s Request

Faced with her seniors Shizuka and Chihiro's clutches, Mafuyu remained trapped but kept her lips sealed.

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Sneaking up to the rooftop door, Eriri peeked through the iron gate's gap and spotted Daiki surrounded by numerous female students.

Though the atmosphere appeared harmonious on the surface, a murderous aura silently permeated the air.

"Is this the Jujutsu Inspector General that Eromanga-sensei mentioned? No one in Sōbu High stands out quite like him. If the gate weren't unlocked, I'd think they were having some private gathering in there."

Eriri's fang pressed against her lip as her golden twin-tails swayed.

Though she knew his identity, she was unsure what to do next. She had hoped to connect with him as a classmate, but that seemed impossible now — dealing with people like Kaguya was already troublesome enough.

Sitting on the rooftop, Utaha remained silent. Her former sanctuary had been invaded, leaving her to retreat here like a stray dog.

"Tch!" She clicked her tongue in displeasure, her beautiful eyes instantly locking onto the figure peeping through the rooftop door, "That's... second-year Eriri Sawamura, isn't it?"

Utaha narrowed her eyes.

As the ace of the second-year art club, Eriri barely qualified as a popular figure at Sōbu High. Yet now even she could only stand outside the door and peek in.

Utaha had nothing to say and no intention of acknowledging her.

"Jujutsu Sorcerer... Cursed Spirit... Evil Spirit..."

The unknown and mysterious always piques human interest, and Utaha was no exception.

She wished to learn from Daiki. However, the distance between them had grown too vast — she had missed her chance, and now she couldn't even approach him.

Sighing helplessly, Utaha turned to revising her manuscript. The editor's deadline loomed, and she hadn't written a word.

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Meanwhile.

Mrs. Izumi had her hands full — her daughter Sagiri never left her room, while Ai Hinatsuru, their ward, constantly begged to go find her master.

Sagiri used to avoid going outside because she could see Cursed Spirits clearly, but now she simply preferred staying indoors.

Despite Mrs. Izumi's calls and pleas, Sagiri refused to leave her room, apparently occupied with certain activities.

"Good heavens, what's gotten into her, drawing such lewd illustrations! Who corrupted my daughter? This is absurd!" Mrs. Izumi complained loudly while tracing suggestive curves in the computer software, convinced someone else had led Sagiri astray.

Beside her sat Ai, who had been relentlessly asking to see her master, but they'd fortunately found a way to keep her occupied.

"Phew! Finally won! This opponent's shōgi skills were impressive, but I couldn't disgrace master—losing to me was only natural!" The little girl wiped the sweat from her small face.

Mrs. Izumi glanced over and noticed that Miss Amaui on the other side of the network had lost again.

"Could this be natural talent? This child's gift for shōgi is remarkable — she might even rival the Naniwa Snow Princess!" She marveled at the numerous victory screens displayed on the computer, amazed by Ai's prowess at shōgi.

Among her peers, Ai could barely find worthy opponents — only Miss Amaui, whom she had met online a few days ago, could truly challenge her.

While Ginko Sora would occasionally make time to thoroughly defeat the girl at shōgi, it was usually Keika Kiyotaki who faced constant losses. Keika hadn't been online recently, reportedly devastated by Ai's overwhelming talent.

Ding!

An unexpected email interrupted her thoughts.

Mrs. Izumi checked her inbox — the sender was another Mrs. she had met online. Reading through the email carefully, she learned that this person was troubled by Cursed Spirits and had been witnessing strange phenomena.

The sender described seeing a pedestrian hit by a car while grocery shopping, with strange black entities crawling from the blurred flesh and possessing random passersby.

| Mrs. Uzaki, I believe you've awakened the Spirit Sight — seeing souls of the dead and Evil Spirits is actually quite common! My daughter experienced something similar. I recommend seeking professional help, and please be wary of misleading information. |

Mrs. Izumi responded eagerly, deeply touching Mrs. Uzaki, who expressed profound gratitude to her online friend.

"Though I've had my share of troubles — like those scary people at the pet shop who wanted me to wear a collar and become a pet, and now seeing Evil Spirits — meeting such a kind online friend somehow makes up for my misfortune."

Tsuki Uzaki cupped her face in her hands happily before asking about specific solutions, to which her friend responded without hesitation.

| I do know an extremely powerful Sorcerer who can banish Cursed Spirits with a mere wave of his hand, but... he's quite busy these days. |

Mrs. Izumi considered recommending Daiki but hesitated, knowing his high position might prevent him from helping with this situation.

Additionally, given their distant relationship, she expressed her uncertainty, which Tsuki detected in her response.

| Would you please recommend me to him, sensei? I can seek him out myself, and I promise not to involve or implicate Eromanga-sensei. |

| It's not about involvement, but... here's the address. Please don't disturb him, or I won't know how to explain. |

| Thank you so much! |

Shortly after receiving Mrs. Izumi's email, Tsuki read it and murmured, "Daiki-kun? Just from the name, I can tell he's a good person!"

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Meanwhile, on Sōbu High's rooftop, Iroha was browsing questionable items on her phone.

'Hmm, these tongs look simple but they're quite complicated.'

Initially, she had thought she only needed to disrobe and lie on the table, but after last night's knowledge transfer, she realized it wasn't so straightforward.

'This one's essential for the hands, and we definitely need this sweet cake to put on top of Yukino.'

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While scrolling through the interface, her eyes landed on an elegant collar with a surprisingly expensive price tag.

'Well, it's Miss Mei Mei's money anyway.' She said, tapping the purchase button.

Beside her, Ayase watched with growing concern — at this rate, Iroha would become fixated on nothing but these things.

Kirino remained oblivious, engrossed in conversation with the other girls, marveling at Alice-senpai's culinary prowess as the true prodigy of molecular gastronomy...

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