Decisive Moment

Matsuda Jinpei nodded, then got to his feet and walked around in a circle, trying to cover it up.

"Not bad."

The Spirit Medium Master was also very satisfied with the result. After praising him, he casually handed over a cigarette and, in a very good mood, lit it for him.

Matsuda Jinpei's face remained expressionless, but inwardly, he quietly relaxed a little, glad that this ghost-tormenting experiment was finally over. He took the cigarette and inhaled deeply, letting more of the Killing Intent contained in the Ghost Mint disperse to calm his nerves.

He had only calmed down halfway when he saw Jiang Xia check the time, then turn around to fetch a new Blood Bag.

Matsuda Jinpei: "...?"

"There are still two or three hours until the agreed time. Hurry up and absorb it. Once you're done, we'll try a few more times so I can get some practice."

Jiang Xia picked out a pleasing-looking Blood Bag, weighed it in his hand, then turned back and looked at him with satisfaction.

"In case it slips out because it isn't wrapped tightly enough, or if there's a situation where the puppet has to be dispersed and reassembled, it'll be easier to replace it at any time once you're proficient."

Matsuda Jinpei: "..."

Matsuda Jinpei: "..."

His expression remained calm, but the long fingers pinching the Ghost Mint trembled slightly. Ash dropped with a tap onto his leg.

Matsuda Jinpei lowered his head and looked at the faintly glowing cigarette butt in his hand. Then, through the curling Smoke, he looked at Jiang Xia across from him. Suddenly, he felt that what he held was not delicious Ghost Mint at all, but a last meal before lying down for some bloody laboratory experiment.

Two hours later.

Having become practiced