Tokyo Ghost Diary

stomping on...

"Well, when I came, Zemei sent me a text message saying that our class was going to perform "Romeo and Juliet" on the day of the school festival, and that the girls would play Romeo and the boys would play Juliet. The boys would vote on who would be the girl. Act, the girls vote to choose which boy will act.”

"Really? It does sound interesting." Knowing that Yu Shimizu was chatting to dispel fear, Gen Hoshino, who was basking in the sun at the school gate, also agreed in cooperation.

Walking on the dark and cold stairs, Yu Qingshui looked at the scattered pages everywhere on the stairs under his feet, and kept telling himself not to be afraid.

"Zemi said that the girls are very interested in you, so you never speak in the class." Shimizu Yu said with a smile: "They all really want to see you performing a play on stage dressed as a woman."

Genya Hoshino on the other end of the phone smiled and said: "That may disappoint them. If they really choose me, there is a high chance that I will be sick on the day of the school festival."

"Eh-~" Shimizu Yu said with a disgusted tone: "I thought you were so fearless, but it turns out you are also afraid of standing in the spotlight."

"Participating in a play requires time, physical strength and even energy, but in the end the benefits to me are basically zero. What reason do I have to do it?"

"Who said there is no profit? If you perform well and get high scores, you will not only get a class trophy, but also a large bonus! Although the bonus will be used as class fees."

"Isn't that the same as nothing?"

"But you are also from our class. Isn't the class a collective?"

Hoshino Gen chuckled: "You're right."

"Then if you are voted for, will you participate in the show?" Yu Shimizu became happy. After all, she also wanted to see this guy put on women's clothing and act in a play.

But unfortunately, what came from the earphones was still Gen Hoshino's smiling "No."

Shimizu Yu, who had already walked up to the second floor, stuck out his tongue and said with regret: "Then I'd better help you tell them not to vote for you, otherwise if you really disappear on the day of the school festival, you will probably be killed. Cursed to death."

Gen Hoshino's chuckle came over the phone, with a sense of indifference. Yu Shimizu also knew that this guy didn't care about that, but as a friend, she still couldn't just watch something like that happen.

And just when she was about to say something, a sizzling sound suddenly came from the earphones. Originally, even if Hoshino Gen didn't speak, she could still hear the sound of the wind over there. There was no more movement in the earphones, and a drop of cold sweat quietly hung on her forehead. .

"Hello? Can you still hear me?" Yu Shimizu asked tentatively. As expected, nothing came from the earphones.

Slightly smacking her tongue, Shimizu Yu was hesitating whether to take out her phone and call again, when she suddenly felt a hot feeling on her left wrist. The next moment, a golden-red brilliance bloomed, and she pricked her fingers and pulled out the talisman paper almost like a reflex. , the blood came into contact with the talisman paper, Yu Shimizu imitated Hoshino Gen and wiped the talisman paper on the wooden sword.

The electric light flashed, Qing Shuiyu turned around with his sword in hand, only to see a black shadow flashing into the office next to him.

The golden-red light on his arm gradually dimmed.

His heart was beating wildly, Shimizu Yu couldn't stop breathing heavily, adrenaline was being secreted at a rapid rate, as if a large wave of emotions were gathering and brewing in his chest.

It's nervousness and fear, but there's also a hint of excitement and eagerness to try.

Although she didn't even collide head-on with Li Gui just now, there is no doubt that Li Gui didn't do anything to get her!

It seems that she has some capital to compete with the evil spirits?

Quickly suppressing the bulging thoughts in his heart, Yu Qingshui rubbed his slender arms that were cold from the cold. You can't think like that, that's a ghost! When facing a ghost, at best, I am like a five-year-old kid with a kitchen knife facing an adult!

Never be careless!

Shimizu Yu held the wooden sword with flashing electric light in both hands. He was alert to the surroundings and paced towards the corridor, intending to go there to signal Hoshino Gen to come over.

However, just as she passed the first classroom door, a desk placed in the corridor suddenly knocked her to the ground, and then a rotten and tattered hemp rope instantly wrapped around her wrist and dragged her into the classroom.

With a bang, the wooden door closed.

Qing Shuiyu vigorously swung his wooden sword and slashed at the hemp rope that was still dragging him. With a sizzling sound and a burning smell, the hemp rope broke.

Shimizu Yu turned around and ran towards the classroom door, but all the desks in the classroom moved quickly to the classroom door as if they were equipped with pulleys, and were stacked on top of each other, blocking the exit.

Teeth chattering slightly, Qing Shuiyu swallowed and turned around tremblingly. He only saw the neatly arranged stools in the classroom, filled with students wearing school uniforms and with pale skin. They tilted their heads and glared one by one. Round, deathly gray eyes stared at her.

Qing Shuiyu felt that his breathing was about to stop, his heart had jumped to his throat, and even the golden-red light emanating from his arms was slightly dimmed.

Shimizu Yu shrank to the corner, his face looked weak, but he held the wooden sword in both hands and assumed a mid-length posture.

The evil ghosts stared at her without making any move.

Except for Shimizu Yu's breathing and heartbeat, the classroom was silent.

Boom! !

The sky outside was filled with dark clouds again at some point, and the previously bright sunshine disappeared. The light of lightning shone into the classroom through the windows, making the ghosts sitting on the stools even more terrifying.

Fear almost overwhelmed Yu Shimizu. If there was only one ghost, she might have gritted her teeth and made up her mind to fight. But there were so many people sitting in this classroom...it was like God was going to kill her!

His arms were shaking so much that he could no longer maintain the posture of holding the sword in the middle, and the golden light on his arms was getting darker and darker for some reason.

Qing Shuiyu had a premonition in his heart that as long as the golden light disappeared, those evil ghosts would definitely attack him in groups, and he would be killed in an instant, and maybe even be torn into many pieces and eaten.

The more I think about it, the more I am afraid. The more I am afraid, the more I think about it.

Bang!

Suddenly, a desk fell from the "desk wall" that was built up to block the exit. It hit Yu Shimizu's hand at a very tricky angle. With the pain of a blunt object hitting his hand, the wooden sword suddenly He took off his hands.

Shimizu Yu's face suddenly turned pale. Just as he was about to pick it up, the desk moved quickly and pushed the wooden sword far away.

This seemed to be the last straw that broke Yu Shimizu's psychological defense line. The mist in Anko's eyes quickly condensed into tears and rolled down, and the golden light on her arm also went out at this moment.

Crunch-!

There was a sound of stool legs rubbing against the floor in the classroom. The devils stood up in unison, and then walked towards Shimizu Yu with all their movements stiffly.

To be honest, Shimizu Yu felt that her mind was completely blank now. A group of stiff ghosts covered in blue-gray bodies were approaching her head-on. When she had no way to retreat, even her last bit of strength was taken away by fear.

But at this moment, there was a deafening roar, the desk wall blocking the classroom door collapsed, and the wooden door of the classroom was kicked open.

Qing Shuiyu stared blankly at Hoshino Yuan, who walked in leisurely with a calm expression, watched as he stretched out his right hand, and streams of black light converged into a long black knife in his palm, watched as he suddenly appeared in front of him, and watched Looking at his back, he scattered all the evil ghosts in the classroom into black mist like chopping melons and vegetables. Looking at him, he frowned and complained, "Why are they all remnant souls?"

An indescribable emotion rushed straight into her brain, and almost uncontrollably, she cried loudly and felt extremely aggrieved.