Logically speaking, the person in front of him was his savior and a very beautiful girl. From any perspective, he should feel a sense of gratitude and goodwill towards her. However, the boy had no such thoughts. On the contrary, looking at the girl in front of him was like seeing a naless monster wearing a human skin, imitating human behavior, yet clearly not human.
And her eyes!
From start to finish, the girl never looked at them directly. It felt like although she was facing this way, her gaze was vacant, as if she was staring mindlessly at empty air. Her eyes showed no focus, and one couldn’t tell what she was actually looking at.
But, regardless, his crisis was finally over!
Thinking of this, the boy mustered his strength to stand up and bowed to the girl in gratitude.
"Thank you for saving , um... I..."
"Hmm?"
Hearing the boy’s voice, the girl seed to finally notice him. She leaned in towards him, staring, then grabbed his hand abruptly.
"Co with ."
"Eh? Wait, where are you taking ?"
"...... That’s how it was, so Satori brought him here."
Mianmu Zuoniao looked at Duanmu Huai with a sly smile, raising both hands triumphantly, while Duanmu Huai was at a loss for words.
"So you killed soone?"
"Eh? That wasn’t a person; it was sothing interesting."
"Even if you find it interesting, discovering a body would be troubleso for others, right?"
"This, there’s no need to worry about that..."
Just then, the previously silent boy finally spoke up.
"That thing doesn’t leave a body when it dies; it just disappears..."
"Oh? Is that so?"
Hearing the boy’s explanation, Duanmu Huai turned to Mianmu Zuoniao, who shook her head.
"I don’t know..."
"........."
Forget it; I should have known asking you would be pointless.
Then, Duanmu Huai turned to look at the boy.
He had introduced himself earlier; his na was Heikawa Shu, a second-year middle school student, still a kid. It seed he attended a nearby school... Now he sat on the sofa, as if on pins and needles, nervously glancing around. Clearly, the Tribunal’s office decor was quite daunting for this young boy.
"So, tell what you encountered."
Originally, Duanmu Huai didn’t want to ddle in trivial matters, but since it happened near his ho, it wouldn’t hurt to listen.
Upon hearing Duanmu Huai speak, the middle school boy quickly stood up.
"Sir, please save ... We’ve been cursed!"
"Sir?"
Just hearing that made Duanmu Huai’s veins throb in frustration, wanting to kill soone, but... What’s the point of arguing with a middle school kid?
"Fine, continue."
Perhaps from fear, Heikawa Shu spoke jumbled and incohesive words, but Duanmu Huai understood the gist.
Simply put, Heikawa Shu joined a supernatural club at school, which investigated strange and mysterious incidents. Their goal was traditional, to explore the seven great urban legends of the city—of course, these ghost stories were mostly just baseless rumors.
It’s not that Duanmu Huai hadn’t heard similar ghost stories. In his original world, tales like the ’Route 13 Supernatural Bus’ were widespread nationwide, with stories like this: soone gets on a bus at midnight, realizes that everyone else on the bus seems lifeless, then an old lady accuses them of stealing. They argue, and the driver forces them off.
Once off, the old lady says she saved their life because everyone on the bus was dead!
The next day, the bus is found abandoned, full of corpses...
Such urban legends exist everywhere, even more so in Japan. Claims of seven wonders when in truth, there are more than seven.
The students investigated the urban legends straightforwardly, going to the places and reenacting the rumors to see if ghosts would appear and reveal truth from fiction.
Hearing this, Duanmu Huai could only lant, ’they’ll only have themselves to bla if things go awry.’ If there’s no ghost, it was a pointless trip.
But what if there is a ghost?
Isn’t this just serving themselves up as prey?
And indeed, that’s what happened.
The first urban legend they investigated was "Hell’s First District," about a maniacal killer claid by a samurai, turning into an evil spirit that haunts nightly. The street was rarely trafficked at night, except for a shrine ant for appeasing the spirit.
Showing their boldness, they went.
Needless to say, they encountered the evil spirit, leading to their deaths.
The first victim was their Mysterious Research Society’s president. He was possessed by the evil spirit and horrifyingly used his own hands to tear open his throat at the intersection in front of everyone, dying a grueso death. The others were terrified, screaming and fleeing. They naturally called the police, who were shocked by the murder claim and hurried to investigate.
To everyone’s surprise, when they returned with the police, the president’s body was gone, as if nothing had ever happened, leaving no trace of blood either!
The police, thinking it was a prank by these kids, scolded them angrily and left.
Afterwards, with the president reported missing by his family, the police questioned them again. Initially, they told the truth but faced disbelief, so they stopped talking.
Yet it didn’t end there. The Mysterious Research Society mbers who went that night began dying one after another.
And their killer was the previously dead president!
Moreover, bodies kept disappearing after the murders, rendering them unable to report the deaths, and the police ignored their claims.
Finally, the remaining mbers decided to unite, desperate to find a solution to save themselves!
If this were a film, they would overco terrible trials, find a solution, and survive.
Sadly, in reality, the entire Mysterious Research Society perished, and if not for Mianmu Zuoniao’s intervention, this middle school boy would also have t his end.
And all this...
"It’s all because of the odd cult the president joined; if he hadn’t brought that book from the ’Light of the Universe,’ we wouldn’t have found that place or died!"
"Hmm?"
Hearing this, Duanmu Huai, who was about to doze off, perked up.
With news like this, how can I sleep?
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