Before it could vanish completely, a black shadow suddenly sprang up, darted to the little puddle, grabbed the Observer Spirit that was in the middle of disappearing, and yanked it out... Yin, who had just reached the construction site entrance, went weak in the knees. If Kaguya had not caught her from behind, she would have collapsed outright.
The stubbled middle-aged man standing at the site was dumbstruck! What the hell was this? He had to use his ability to catch an Observer Spirit, but this guy had used his hands!?
He rubbed his eyes and looked carefully. Once he confirmed that the Observer Spirit in Jiu Ming's hand was real, his expression grew even more stunned. He was not seeing things after all. He tried activating his Contractee ability to retrieve the captured Observer Spirit, but it did absolutely nothing.
Instead, the connection of capture rapidly weakened, until it was completely severed...
"...Who are you?"
Isaac stared at Jiu Ming with a grave expression. That one display alone was enough to keep him from acting rashly, never mind the speed at which he had darted over just now—it was so fast it scarcely seemed human. He rapidly searched through everything he knew about Jiu Ming, and soon thought of something...
"Just a passerby."
Passerby, my ass!
Jiu Ming squeezed the Observer Spirit in his hand. Its texture was like a glutinous rice dumpling—soft and squishy, with a surprisingly nice feel.
"Hey! What are you doing!?" A stone struck the back of Jiu Ming's head. Supporting the slightly breathless Yin, Kaguya called out to him, "Getting handsy?"
"...Huh?" Jiu Ming raised the Observer Spirit in his hand. "Does this have something to do with it?"
"What do you think?" Kaguya gently pinched Yin's cheek. "Look what state she's in. Aren't