When it came to Hanako of the Toilet—the vengeful spirit from urban legend—Shirakawa was more than familiar. A black-haired high school girl with short hair, her legend originated from tragic bullying incidents on campus.
She had died in the restroom, her deep resentment lingering long after her death. As the rumors spread and student fear grew, Hanako's power intensified—fed by the terror etched in every whisper of her name.
"This should be the place..."
Even though Yuriwakawa Hana was merely a classmate, getting entangled with an evil spirit of this caliber warranted intervention. As an exorcist of justice, Shirakawa couldn't ignore it.
The abandoned dormitory stood before him, overtaken by weeds. While he still couldn't figure out what had drawn her here, one thing was clear—the oppressive aura saturating the area confirmed it: a powerful vengeful spirit dwelled within.
Eyes gleaming with resolve, Shirakawa advanced toward the dormitory, his refined spiritual sense guiding his every step.
"Finally found you."
He didn't bother fully equipping his gear. If this Hanako matched his memory, then as a Forced Exorcist, he had... methods.
Dust blanketed the corridor. The air reeked of rot and mildew behind sealed windows. At the very back, he arrived at a spot revered—"Girls' Restroom."
A sacred pilgrimage, of sorts.
"..."
Pushing open the creaky wooden door, Shirakawa swept his gaze calmly through the stalls—until he sensed a powerful surge of resentment from the deepest corner.
"Hanako Hiraki."
"No point hiding. Come out."
Bang! The stall door slammed open.
Standing before him was a high school girl in a white blouse and red skirt, short black hair framing her pale, beautiful face. Her eyes burned red with hatred, dark shadows drowning her expression in gloom.
But what truly caught the eye—
Was her unbelievable figure, wholly
unbefitting a high school girl. Compared to Mary's mature build reminiscent of Yui Yuigahama, Hanako's was... exaggerated. Her creamy thighs peeked from under her skirt, white knee socks highlighting her curves, and her small brown school shoes completed the uncanny image.
This? Was prison-level bait.
"You know me?" she asked, her voice dripping with sultry menace. "Not that it matters anymore. I let some high-energy girl escape yesterday, but you won't be so lucky."
With a mature woman's voice and murderous intent, she stepped forward.
Even the crimson miniskirt struggled to contain her hourglass curves. Beneath the hem... hints of white.
Clearly a school uniform. But that body?
"Let me introduce myself—Shirakawa. I'm an exorcist. And judging by your current state... seems like you're deeply tainted by resentment."
"My goal here?"
"To purify you."
Even when facing a vengeful spirit, Shirakawa kept his manners. As Hanako advanced, he swiftly activated his "Mana Release" technique.
His cells flooded with power. An overwhelming strength surged through him.
He didn't wait.
Rather than defend, Shirakawa preferred the aggressor's stance. Vanishing in a blur, he reappeared—right behind Hanako.
"So fast!"
Even Hanako was stunned. As she spun to grab him by the throat—
He simply crouched.
Dodging her grasp with ease.
"All evil shall be judged by law!"
To show mercy to an evil spirit was to invite harm to oneself. Without hesitation, Shirakawa struck out—his hand darting for the soft spot beneath her crimson skirt.
Before she could react—
He grabbed her first "relic": her panties. Cool to the touch. Protective gear... befitting a spirit.
"First of all—" he began seriously, "I must clarify that my personal character and exorcism technique are unrelated. Please don't conflate them."
"..."
Feeling her spiritual defenses shattered, Hanako barely had time to gasp before Shirakawa summoned his sacred weapon—
The EX Curry Stick.
Its sheer size and presence shocked her—especially given she'd never experienced such... weapons. Fury and humiliation clashed within her.
"What are you trying to do?!"
"To purify you!"
"Evil!"
Without remorse, Shirakawa plunged the oversized, armor-piercing holy sword into her weak point.
"Is!"
His exorcism had begun.
"Power!"
"..."
"Yamerooooooo!!"