Most importantly, Ai Enma, who should have vanished, had suddenly solidified again. It was simply beyond description!
Bone Woman shook her head in utter distress. They had no intention of getting involved in this matter now. The only thing they could think about was when exactly this guy would finally leave!
There was something else they did not understand. Since the curse placed on Jiu Ming had been useless, violently broken every single time by him, why not simply refuse the requests outright? Hell Girl was close to Jiu Ming, sure, but making a wasted trip every time...
Ahem! It was not that they were showing such emotions—it was Hell Girl herself.
"Hell Correspondence, right?" Using Mikage Yuzuki's computer, Jiu Ming narrowed his eyes at the monitor. The instant midnight struck, he searched for Hell Correspondence.
"..." Mikage Yuzuki watched Jiu Ming from beside him with an inexplicable look in her eyes. What was this? Did he have someone he resented? Why was he trying to access Hell Correspondence too?
"Because it's fun."
Jiu Ming smiled and pressed Enter. Naturally, as expected, the login failed!
"You have grudges too?" Ai Enma, already transformed beside him, asked indifferently.
"Uh, how could I not?" Jiu Ming scratched his head and smiled rather awkwardly. "I've been really busy lately."
Previously, Mikage Yuzuki could still occasionally sleep straight through until broad daylight. Now, however, she had to transform into Hell Girl almost every night. Clearly, more people were logging into Hell Correspondence. Was Hell Correspondence a place for the people of this world to vent their sins?
Jiu Ming shook his head. He had noticed another subtle point: Mikage Yuzuki's ability to sense those logging into Hell Correspondence had limits. That limit seemed to be the area around her that she could affect. If