Transmigrated as Sukuna, but the Host is Yukinoshita?

Chapter 208: A New Use for Duplicates

Hazuki Shizuka was indeed not joking: the Service Club room was really in a mess.

No, that’s wrong, this place is not yet the Service Club room.

“How dirty, Demon Lord, come out and help me clean.”

When Yukinoshita Yono pushed open the door and stepped inside, the swinging door stirred up a cloud of floating dust, while sunlight streamed through the windows, filling the room with an old, musty smell.

“What a beautiful idea.” Eichi Lin laughed lightly, paying no attention to her.

She borrowed a broom and mop from the restroom, and started cleaning earnestly.

Due to the heavy layer of dust, there wasn’t even any space to put the guitar case down, and had to carry it on her back while cleaning, truly exhausting the girl, who eventually resorted to using curse energy to enhance her physical attributes just to finish cleaning the classroom alone.

She put away the mop, placed the guitar case on the sanitized podium, and collapsed into the chair, too exhausted to move.

In terms of physical ability, she was much weaker than her sister Yukinoshita Yukino, who had been subtly enhanced by the system.

If it were the latter, even carrying a guitar wouldn’t tire her out, let alone cleaning up the entire activity room, she would likely not even need to take a breath.

She wished Demon Lord could take over her body and bring her home.

However, after finally tidying up the activity room exclusively for her, she felt like she hadn’t done a thing if she didn’t practice playing guitar.

After resting for a moment, Yukinoshita Yono stood up, retrieved a guitar case from the podium, and took out the guitar stored inside.

The guitar, which had lain untouched for nearly two days, was at last revealed.

As the eldest daughter of the Yukinoshita family, owner of Chiba lands, she naturally possessed wealth beyond measure, enabling her to purchase high-quality items.

She chose a guitar from the ESP Nature series, its superior timber coupled with exceptional craftsmanship, ensuring excellent sound quality and reliability. The guitar bore the artistic inscription “HARUNO” on its body.

Holding the guitar close, her delicate fingers glided over the strings, producing a crisp melody.

After a few simple chord exercises to get the feel of the instrument, she recalled the simpler piano songs she had played previously, attempting to replicate them on the guitar.

Moments later, a melodious tune echoed throughout the activity room and floated into the deserted corridor before gradually fading into the wind.

With exactness, she played the notes as written until halfway, when it turned into improvised performance without any defined structure. Her emotions were conveyed through each note: serenity, joy, confusion. Although incoherent, the intent was clear.

Unfortunately, there was no one to share that feeling.

Wait, there actually was, in Yukinoshita Yono’s mind, but the only spectator had no interest or ability to appreciate music.

He thought Yukinoshita Yono was just playing randomly according to how she felt.

One could say: A wild boar can’t digest fine bran.

Time flew by again as more than half an hour passed. The sun slowly set, casting a crimson glow in the sky. The last sliver of light filtered through the window, illuminating the short-haired girl with a stark light-shadow divide.

Finally, Yukinoshita Yono put away the guitar, slung it over her shoulder, and prepared to leave the school.

Hazuki Shizuka didn’t ask for her to return the club key, so she kept it, eliminating the need to frequently visit the office for a new one whenever she came.

Hazuki Shizuka was thoughtful indeed.

Though Lin Qi believed Hazuki Shizuka merely didn’t want to see Yukinoshita Yono’s ambiguous smile.

“Home, home!”

With both hands raised above her head, the short-haired girl stretched, revealing a patch of smooth skin as the total sumo uniforms moved slightly.

Guitar-playing was also considered rest, and walking home on her own shouldn’t be an issue, there was no need to trouble Lin Qi to ferry her back.

On the way from the General Martial High School to the station, one would encounter a long, steep slope. Along this incline were planted many cherry trees; during April, these trees blossomed, and their pink petals gently drifted down, looking like a pink snowfall.

Unfortunately, it was now late May, the cherry blossom season had passed, only lush green leaves remained on the branches.

“Wait, isn’t that… a cursed spirit?”

Yukinoshita Yono suddenly stopped, observing a woman heading towards her from the opposite direction, accompanied by a well-behaved young boy.

The mother and son held hands, chatting merrily as they walked toward Yukinoshita Yono then went past her.

The short-haired girl turned around, her gaze landing on the woman nearby.

In her view, a mosquito-like cursed spirit circled around the woman.

It was a cursed spirit, one of the weakest types, capable perhaps of giving someone persistent mild discomfort and tension. Even if left unchecked, nothing serious would happen.

Lin Qi’s voice echoed in her mind.

“But leaving it unchecked doesn’t seem quite right?” murmured Yukinoshita Yono quietly.

What? You used to resist exorcising cursed spirits rather strongly, remarked Lin Qi teasingly.

“I mean I won’t specifically be a super-hero for exorcising cursed spirits, unlike Spider-Man, but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t deal with it when it crosses my path,” replied Yukinoshita Yono rather helplessly.

Furthermore, her reluctance towards exorcising cursed spirits stemmed from your crafty manipulation forcing me to save people.

“Well, since you mentioned it’s the weakest type of cursed spirit, I should be able to handle it easily.”

She watched the pair of mother and son continue walking away, took a step forward then abruptly paused, a conflicted expression on her face.

“But simply going up and eliminating the cursed spirit seems rather abrupt and awkward, after all, the woman can’t see it.”

While苦恼地思索，她选择在一个不太近的距离尾随二人。

不久，她似乎恍然大悟般，眼睛一亮，“对了，你说过普通术式是不会被普通人看见的对吧？”

是的，但你们的术式除外。

“那么，如果是一个不完整的术式呢？”

她的身体闪烁着白色残影，她挥挥手召唤出了一道分身。与之前的分身相比，这次的分身仅仅是停留在白色虚影阶段，并未构成实体，也没有她的外貌，看起来就像一个白色的木偶。

“术式没有完全构造，所以失去了自主行动的能力，嗯…不过我可以手动控制。”

思考着自己的新发明“白影分身”，她尝试用意志力操控它。

很快，白影分身开始移动，虽然动作僵硬如同僵尸，但她一步步控制它，同手同脚地朝着那对母子走去。

随着她越来越专注于分身的操控，分身的动作渐渐流畅了起来。

很快，原本僵硬的脚步变得迅速敏捷，冲到了那女人身后，手掌刺出，将缠绕在女人身边的虫灵消灭。

一切无声无息，没有人注意到这一点，这也表明白影分身并未被人发现。

解决了虫灵，她收回了白影分身，翘起二指，在身前比了一个“耶”手势：“怎样？我果然是个天才吧！”

林绮轻笑：“做得不错。”

母子渐行渐远，很快消失了。

夕阳彻底消失，天空渐渐被染黑，街灯一盏盏亮起。

晚风吹拂，勾起了少女的笑容。

……洱

那个喧闹的夏天

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