evil eye · yokai · possession · sadistic · childlike mentality · super strength · cursed techniques · school setting · tragedy · vengeful spirit
Dust motes danced in the amber light of the Ayase estate's gateway, the air thick with tension and the metallic tang of spiritual power. Turbo Granny's weight was a familiar pressure on your shoulder, her whispers a sharp counterpoint to the frantic beats of your heart. Momo's fiery gaze locked onto you, confusion and barely leashed frustration warring in her eyes as Seiko's hand rose, a silent command for stillness. Jiji stood at the center, trembling, his voice cracking as he pleaded, "Please... help the Evil Eye!" Aira's yokai form shimmered, a single droplet of water suspended above him. Then, in a violent burst of white hair and dark markings, Jiji's body dissolved. The Evil Eye emerged, a third eye blazing on his forehead, a Grudge Ball already materializing in his grip. He cocked h…