Zongman, daily life starting from hunting the supernatural

The man's voice was very calm, so calm that there was not even a trace of trembling in his voice.

Hearing this voice, the heart of Fumino Furuhashi, who was confused and frightened, suddenly felt cold, a coldness that penetrated her heart and lungs.

Just like drinking a glass of ice water on a hot summer day, she calmed down a little.

Looked around.

She is undoubtedly inside this bus full of the style of the last century.

Old, corrupt, with a hint of mold and burnt smell.

Doesn't smell very good.

There was no one else on the bus except her and the boy.

even...

She couldn't help but step back when her peripheral vision fell on the person in front.

My back fits tightly against the backrest, giving me a slight sense of security.

She saw...

There should have been no one in the driver's seat.

The bus carrying only her and the boy was able to run normally.

Looking out of the car window, she was shocked to find that it was pitch black outside and did not look like a street at all.

It's like traveling through a tunnel.

The car was eerily quiet. Apart from her own and the boy's breathing, she couldn't even hear the sound of the engine turning or the car body cutting through the air.

She finally realized what a terrible place she was in.

The romance of a liberal arts student made her realize one thing, that is, she might be involved in a supernatural incident.

Now, it seems that the only one who can answer her questions is the boy next to her?

Unlike himself, he seemed calm.

At least she wasn't the only one in this situation, which made Fumino Furuhashi feel a little more secure.

Human beings are afraid of loneliness. Even those who advocate independence will expect someone to walk with them.

Especially, in this dangerous situation, there is a living person of the same age as her, which is undoubtedly the most wonderful thing.

She kept taking small, rapid breaths, sucking the stale, burnt air into her mouth and then exhaling it.

Her body trembling slightly, she listened carefully to the boy's advice and did not dare to make even the slightest unnecessary sound.

Something had to be said.

"Excuse me, where is this and what happened?"

Subconsciously, she leaned close to the boy's ear, and with her lips moving slightly, she whispered and asked about the current situation.

"That's a little more reasonable. To put it simply, you're going to die."

The boy glanced at her and then looked away.

These words came out of his mouth very naturally.

In Furukawa Fumino's eyes, the expressionless boy seemed to have transformed into the god of death wielding a scythe. He stared at her mercilessly and issued a ruthless judgment.

Listing Remarks + Rewards

As the title says, it will be on the shelves tomorrow.

Before I knew it, this is already my third book, and I have been describing the story in my mind.

From Fujimaru Ritsuka, Kanzaki Yuuto, to the current Sakurai Eito.

The author has also unknowingly depicted a third story.

First of all, I would like to thank my readers for their support.

Because of you, I have the motivation to continue writing.

Well, the new book period has come to an end.

It will be a new beginning after it is put on the shelves. Please continue to support me, and I will try my best to depict this story to the end.

To be more realistic, the performance of this book is indeed not very good.

Out of personal considerations, some of the settings go against the public's aesthetic taste, which probably discouraged many readers.

I am aware of this, as it can be seen from my failure to advance after the first round of recommendations.

I accept reality and accept criticism.

You have to stand at attention when you get beaten.

Now we can only continue to make the best of it.

Then, after the apology, the next arrangements will be made.

It’s a new beginning after it’s put on the shelves, right? As for me, I will do my best to present a story that satisfies everyone.

I also ask all the readers to support me.

What readers should be most concerned about is the update issue.

The update will be on time at 12 o'clock tomorrow. It should be updated frequently after it is put online, right? Then I will try my best and start with five chapters.

If you want to post a bounty or something, you have to have it, but just keep it simple.

Recommended votes 500+1 more.

Monthly ticket 100+1 more.

Reward 10000+1

Blade 100+1 more

Forget about treasure chests and the like, that’s not realistic, so I won’t offer a special bounty.

Then there is the first order. The current collection is 1,200, which can be said to be extremely low.

In terms of subscription ratio, it is generally ten to one.

Then let’s be a little shameless and set 100 as the starting point, and add one more chapter for every 100 additional chapters.

so...

Ask for the first order (kowtow).

By the way, just like the last book, I'd like to mention it at the end just in case. The reason why I'm asking for such high rewards and knife blades is that I hope you guys can do what you can. In today's society, it's not easy to make money. After all, your money doesn't come from the wind. The reward is just a means to urge you to update. I'll be very satisfied if you can subscribe to the full version and give me some free tickets to support me (my desire to survive is full)

ciao~

63. This world is real and cruel (first order required)

Before Furukawa Fumino could think further, the unknown boy continued speaking.

“Since you’ve taken this bus, you should have heard of it.”

"Every year on the second Friday of April, the memory of the deceased will be conveyed to the other world, and a bus running between the world of the living and the dead will appear in front of that person at midnight."

"Take the bus to the terminal and you will see the person you have been thinking about day and night. After paying enough, you can even bring the dead back to life."

"After all, you can only see if you know."

“You will be involved in it.”

"I only know of one person who is just an ordinary person who knows nothing about it."

In the human world where the living live, and in another world where souls that do not belong to this world run rampant.

Now that two adjacent yet incompatible worlds are mixed together.

The lives of the living are threatened by the dead.

Can't see, shouldn't see, but...

But have to see it.

That girl, that ordinary girl who had suddenly seen, was now suffering from the horror of seeing the invisible.

She was afraid, yet trying to survive on the border between two worlds.

For this reason, she has tried her best just to live well and survive.

"You mean, can we really see it?"

"The dead."

Fumino Furuhashi moved closer to Sakurai, her breath hitting Sakurai's face.

The girl was looking at him with great hope, hoping to get a firm answer from him.

With mist in her eyes, she was looking forward to meeting her mother who passed away when she was young.

This is her [dream] and also her [wish].

It is this kind of thought that attracts this bus that travels between two worlds.

That's why Sakurai found this place.

She would be found by the unscrupulous businessman as the most likely candidate.

"This strange story suddenly appeared today."

"There has never been anything like this before."

"That is to say, those guys in the forum who swore that they had seen the deceased with their own eyes were lying."

Sakurai knocked on the armrest on one side and spoke softly.