Surviving in Woman's world as a novel villain.-Chapter 466 - 464. Cute Ghost?

’Trap, Trap, definitely trap.’

All the alarms in his mind went off when he heard this ghost thingy come and asked him a question.

That is because he is well aware of the urban legend of the Kuchisake-onna, also known as the slit face woman going around asking questions that either way lead to the death of whoever answers.

He is not falling for such a cheap trick nor he wanted to try to see how it works as he didn’t know how it works duh.

A guy who is a control freak about the information and has inherent fear yet yearning to learn about the unknown.

There is no way in hell he is answering that without knowing the extent of her powers.

What if her power has some gimmick that if he answers it would be he consulting her to be whatever happened or just work ignoring the power difference.

It is not that uncommon, Rebbeca herself able to stop time and sneak him from under the nose of the 2 Apex of the S-Rank.

So there may be a chance this ghost thingy can just drag him to the underworld if he answered her, because why not? He didn’t even know what kinda ghost it was.

Or was this ghost in the first place, Maybe some resentful vengeful spirit or ghoul or outright hell demon playing tricks on the young lad like him.

Can he not just use his Eyes of Truth to check on what kinda stuff it is?

Of course he can but what’s the fun? Because identifying new things is more addicting to him then to just ruin the fun by seeing the spoilers.

Well is addicted not stupid, when needed he would use it till then he does not want to use it, Currently though every instincts of his was yelling at him to use Eye Of Truth to see what kinda thing this is and what the fuck it wannts from him but he didn’t.

He didn’t because he did not feel any threat from her yet, not to mention last time before Rita pulled him off the elevator to avoid an encounter with that ugly grotesque thing. He didn’t get to know any information about it.

"What do you think?" 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Alex finally looked at the ever chanting misty form of the ghost or whatever this little young mature old shit was, and other than answering her, he just asked her a question while thinking about why the hell she was able to stand close to him without getting burned off.

After all there was invisible Phoenix fire swirling around like an armour, though he made sure it did not burn anything just there sneakily but there is one teeny tiny detail.

Phoenix fire is mortal enemies of the force of the darkness, yeah his flames are not pure Phoenix fire rather on the higher level being the Eikon fire but that just more reason it doesn’t work.

As not only there is Phoenix fire but there is also Golden Crow fire, the bird is personification of the god damn Sun, Sun which is the primary weakness of the forces of the darkness, There is also Ifrit, and Vermillion bird.

So it is stupid that this thing is able to come this close without burning to a crisp by the automatic hatred they have for the filthy creatures of the darkness.

Only two reasons this happen, One being this is not the creature of darkness but some other creature mimicking as one to let his guard down.

Or this ghost or whatever does not have any ill intent toward him that automatic defense mechanism was not triggered by it, hence why this ghost is surviving.

Which highly likely as in the first case his Supreme Beastlord physique would take care of it.

So this ghost is either too smart to know not to attack him as she should know about the capability of my fire or she is genuinely just being friendly.

"...I don’t...know....do....you?"

A misty figure in her early 30s form as she tilted her head sideways as if trying to process what he even asked her slowly before she comprehend it then after doing the mental gymnastics in her nonexistent brain because she is literal mist, she said in weak exhausted voice to him no understanding how she should be responding to him.

So she did the way she knows, asking him the question back while her misty figure took her childish form looking cute, wanting to approach him but hesitating, trying to hide behind the pillar that doesn’t exist.

Her twin blank void vortex in place of her eyes which should look terrifying, it does not, it was rather cute looking at him with hope, while she changed again to her teenage form.

Her form kept changing as if she wasn’t able to decide on what her actual form should be and she kept shuffling through her 4 forms.

Yet when Alex saw those hopefilled "eyes", he didn’t wanted to disappoint her, thinking about what worse could happen if he just said yes? It would make her happy right?

"I may or may not like you in a platonic or romantic way."

Alex looked dead into her vortex-like eyes as he without any worry about her disappointment said it on her face.

Such simple seductive tricks do not work on him as his Sage heart was like an iron wall, this simple manipulative tricks get ignored by him outright.

Then knowing the ways to deal with those sexy split mouth girls, Well hear me out, she is a voluptuous sexy woman and the simple paper bag fixes the rest of the issue.

Anyway, He knows not to answer positively nor negatively as any answer would have different consequences from it.

"...Like.....no.....like?...Like?"

Poor misty figure sharing the single brain cells couldn’t figure out what the fuck he means as her brain crashed, her index finger was put in her lower lip as she til her head, trying to process it.

She would have looked cute if not for she is in her elderly wrinkled form.

’Well still cute though.’

(A/N : The ghost having the identity crisis, it happens to all of us...that I am assuming.

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