Jiushi was quite confident in her haunted house.
Scaring people away would definitely not be a problem.
As for Shamare, the legendary former owner of Terror Island—she was already this powerful when hungry. If she ever got her fill, wouldn't that be disastrous?
She might just curse them to death outright.
Jiushi wasn't afraid of ordinary curses, but she hated curses with instant-death effects. They were impossible to guard against, and there would always be someone willing to try any means to kill her.
"Burp~"
She gradually came back to herself and suddenly realized something.
"Were those people following you, or were they here for me?"
"Does it matter?"
Hoshino began talking her into it. "At least right now, they've come to your haunted-house island and stirred up trouble on your turf. Don't you want to give them a taste of their own medicine?"
That was true.
Jiushi was convinced.
Hoshino and Jiushi returned. The two of them seemed to have suddenly become familiar with each other. Jiushi went off to arrange the haunted house, swearing that she would use its fully completed form to scare them all away. Lappland found it somewhat strange.
"You really plan to scare them all off? Isn't that troublesome?"
"It'd be more troublesome for you to memorize what they look like and take revenge on them one by one afterward. As for assassinating any of them, I won't interfere."
"Oh..."
Lappland suddenly remembered that, and her desire to fight flared up again.
"Shamare, could you stay a little farther away?"
Hoshino said calmly, "What comes next may not be suitable for children. I know Feater often lets you watch Saw, but here, children should act like children."
"Mm... be careful."
Little Mo had cast a curse upon the shrine maiden, a particularly vicious one,