Zongman, daily life starting from hunting the supernatural

Zongman, the daily life starting from hunting the supernatural Author: Xiaoli Yan

Summary:

The so-called supernatural beings exist on the opposite side of reality.

Behind this modern society, there are hidden wonders that even modern science cannot explain.

Another world that humans cannot look directly at, composed of the unknown, horror, curiosity, weirdness and grotesqueness.

Behind the strange story of the dead coming back to life is the fallen god who is sealed and sacrifices the girl...

The curse game of Sachiko, who is called happiness, in the long-closed Tenjin Elementary School...

The demon among demons entrenched in the capital, hiding in the world and controlling humans...

A cursed video tape that will cause you to lose your life on the seventh day after watching it...

Hanako in the toilet is waiting for someone to knock on the door...

The slit-mouthed woman wandering the streets holding scissors...

The eight-foot-tall man peered into the child's bedroom window...

Miss Mary called your number...

The person outside the mirror is crying, and the person inside the mirror is smiling.

Walking in the spiritual world where common sense collapses, what does he see in the eyes of this visitor from another world between humans and aliens?

Keywords: The Visible Girl, We Can't Study Together, Dark Rally, Days at School, Nura: Rise of the Yokai Clan, Corpse Party, Soul Eater Zero, Invasion of the Other Dimension, Ranpo Kitan...

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1. Visitors from Another World

The still bright sunlight barely shone through the dark frosted glass onto the desk.

In the bedroom, Sakurai Eito, who was sitting on the desk, quietly looked at a series of school supplies neatly arranged in a certain order on the desk, and then habitually fished out the only white candle left from under the desk.

The candles were lit, and with the help of the flickering candlelight and the not-so-bright sunlight, I could finally see everything in the room.

He casually took out a not-too-thick notebook from the locked drawer.

He tore off the first page of the diary. It was obviously much thinner than a normal notebook, and it seemed that this was not the first time he had done this.

The sloppy and powerful handwriting was printed on the white paper. Finally, Sakurai, with a twinkling look in his eyes, looked at the two lines of handwriting he had written and slightly pulled the muscles of his cheeks.

After a long moment, he restrained his muscular smile and, without showing the diary to anyone else, he placed the page of paper close to the flickering candlelight until the flames engulfed the words and finally turned them into complete ashes. He swept the ashes into the trash can, breathed a silent sigh of relief, and gently blew out the candlelight.

"I'm going to be late for class."

Sakurai said this to himself as if to remind himself, put away the candles, and then completely woke up. He quickly packed his things, opened the door of the single apartment, and walked straight down the stairs.

Along the way, he completely ignored the neighbors' surprised looks.

To most people, he might indeed be a weirdo.

There is a more convenient elevator but it is not used. People choose to take the time-wasting stairs to go up and down the stairs every day.

He was so serious that he seemed like a robot without any emotional plug-in installed, and he was too lazy to pay attention to the neighbors who passed by.

The etiquette of this country is less important to him than a pebble on the roadside.

Well, it seems like this is a natural thing, after all, he is not from this world.

A month ago, he was just an ordinary person in another world, ordinary yet extraordinary.

It's because I can't remember anything except that I came from a different world and both of me are dead.

It was like waking up from a hangover with nothing in sight. He had lost most of his memory.

I can't even remember who I am anymore.

Over the past month, he has gradually begun to get used to life in this world.

Although, in reality, there are still many things that are too incompatible, but at least I can survive, right?

All this is thanks to that overly responsible teacher.

It seemed like I had gone off topic. If I continued to think about this, I would really be late. Thinking of this, Sakurai subconsciously pulled his collar and quickened his pace.

Fortunately, the apartment he lives in now is unexpectedly close to the school, and...

Before he came into this world, I paid the rent for the next three years in one go.

It's really great that I don't have to worry about rent.

Would anyone really be willing to rent a house to a minor for three years, especially when all the water, electricity and other expenses are included?

Even the penalty for breach of contract is unilaterally directed to the landlord.

There is definitely something wrong with the landlord's brain.

Sakurai thinks so.

Thinking back to the first day he came into this world, when he dug out a contract from a drawer to gather intelligence, even now, he still felt...

[Surprised] and [incomprehensible].

After he learned some survival skills, he tried to use a public phone to dial the landlord's phone number, which was almost garbled, but the result was that the call could not be connected.

Bustling streets, hustle and bustle of pedestrians, and the modern society we are accustomed to.

what...

What a peaceful world.

"No matter what, it's really great to be able to live in peace."

After daydreaming for a while, Sakurai sighed sincerely without stopping at all.

Yes, for him who has died twice, the two remnants come together to form a new life now.

It is a blessing to be able to live in peace.

Therefore, no matter who it is, if anyone wants to stop such a daily routine, he will never tolerate it.

Then, the consequence of saying such a thing is that passers-by will look at you with respectful yet distant eyes.

Keep a distance and mind your own business; this is the instinct and norm for survival in this country.

Ignoring the surprised looks of passers-by, Sakurai quickened his pace and strode towards the school.

Even he would feel...

I'm sorry.

Although only a tiny bit.

......

......

"Great, we finally caught up."

He casually wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and after a one-minute death sprint with a slightly flushed face, he barely stepped into the school gate before the security guard closed the door.

Sakurai and the security guard smiled sheepishly, and then...

Quicken your pace and rush towards the classroom.

Ichinose Gakuen, one of the best high schools in the area, recently merged and expanded with several closed schools nearby.

It is also the college he attends, and Class 1B is the class he attends.

As a professional at scouting, Sakurai arrived at school ten seconds before the bell rang. He used the ten seconds of countdown to sit down in the back row by the window, put down his schoolbag and took out the world history textbook he would use for the next class.

Then...

As the bell rang, the beautiful teacher with cherry-colored waist-length hair, wearing a dark business suit and a dark hip skirt, walked into the classroom with a lesson plan in her arms.

After circling the teacher, he finally set his sights on Sakurai who was sitting upright. Finally, the iceberg teacher withdrew his gaze from Sakurai and began today's teaching.

In the blink of an eye, the school bell rang in my ears, and finally...

has it ended?

Sakurai, who looked exhausted as if he had just run a half marathon, quickly put the textbooks into his schoolbag. After completing this step, he was the first to rush out of the classroom.

This may be a bit embarrassing for the people of another world, but it is quite sad...

Sakurai had to admit that he, who came from another world, was completely clueless about things like going to school.

I have absolutely no motivation to work on this.

Classes were like a mystery to him. The teachers' patient and encouraging instructions went in one ear and out the other. This was his daily routine.

2. The person who saved my life was Kirisu Mafuyu

In this country, there is a number called deviation value that is used to measure academic ability.

The higher the deviation value, the better your grades are, and accordingly, it will be easier for you to enter a better university.

For schools, there is also the concept of deviation value.

In this city, the deviation value is far higher than the median value of 50 points, and is even infinitely close to 60 points. With strong financial resources and abundant teaching resources, this is the most appropriate description of Ichinose High School.

However, although he attends a very good high school and his teachers are quite responsible, there are still some poor students who hold him back.

Among these guys who are holding back, Sakurai is one of them.

He was one of the main culprits that prevented Ichinose High School's deviation value from reaching 60 points.

Compared with others, he lacks more than ten years of knowledge accumulation, and does not want to spend time on studying.

This is the result of being ranked last in the grade.

Well, the class time is over, and now it’s finally time for the wonderful after-school time.

What are you going to eat today?

After all, ramen is the best.