Damn! I'm surrounded by beautiful women's ghost stories

Chapter 236 Young People Have Their Own Ways of Diing

Trying to find the "answer" on the Internet is an unreliable behavior.

It’s true that everyone has their own imagination, but it has no basis in reality.

There are basically no results when searching for things related to "dream". Many people are commenting on how good the comics are and how "low-cost" it is to adapt them into a movie.

“There’s even a movie?”

He threw the cigarette butt into a plastic bottle of water.

The cigarette butt went out with a "sizzle", and the ash water, which was already in bad color, became even darker.

"Why don't we just go ask Junji Ito?"

Xia Shu felt that his idea was completely correct. Anyone who could draw such a strange work must know something.

He searched the Internet for a while, and finally gave up and fell back, collapsing in his office chair.

I seemed to be too deeply involved in the dream, my mind became abnormal, even a little crazy.

Xia Shu picked up the phone and dialed a number.

The person on the other end picked up the phone very quickly.

"What's wrong? President Exorcist."

The voice sounded a little nervous, and also, for some reason, a little sweet.

Is Rinko like this?

By the way, because of what happened, the two of them don’t seem to be in a relationship yet, and Natsuki and Rinko follow the “three no’s” principle…

It happened "yesterday".

Xia Shu was thinking about what to say, so he just breathed normally and didn't speak for a long time.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Hojo Rinko seemed to have noticed something and quickly freed herself from her "shy" state.

He shook his head, even though he knew the other party couldn't possibly see it.

Among the people I know, Ichika Furudera is considered an "exorcist" with many books and records, but when it comes to things related to urban legends, no one can compare to Rinko Hojo.

But it was only after the call was connected that Xia Shu vaguely remembered that the other party seemed to be taking the college entrance examination soon.

It’s been a dream for two months, but I actually forgot about it.

I called her because I needed her help, and for her, only one night had passed.

"Do you want to act cute? I'll come visit you after I finish my exams, okay?"

Hojo Rinko said this in a troubled tone. If she were standing in front of Natsuki now, she would definitely reach out and pat him on the head.

The sense of déjà vu is very strong.

You look too much like an old man! Read less light novels.

Xia Shu couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Pat a girl on the head, and she will blush and fall in love with you. It's too strong.

Regardless of gender, even children don’t like to be patted on the head. Even if a dog is patted on the head, it will show its teeth. How can it feel shy after being patted?

"I didn't ask you to come..."

Oh no! After saying this, Xia Shu suddenly realized that what he just said sounded too much like a spoiled child.

"Hehe" Listening to the laughter on the other end of the phone, Xia Shu cleared his throat.

He also realized his own problem.

It's easy to say "not taking the initiative, not refusing, not taking responsibility", but my instinct is to "start with emotion but stop with courtesy" when dealing with girls, and it seems that I am really a harem scumbag.

Although he didn't do the last step, judging from the fact that Hojo Rinko answered the phone at a lightning speed, she must have been waiting for him after she returned.

What about the ancient temple flower?

The two of them get what they want from each other, but the relationship is probably not so simple to sort out. Maybe Ichika Furutera is just emphasizing the "running buddies" relationship in her heart, hypnotizing herself not to be sad about Natsuki's indifference, and not to be sad that he only contacts her when he has physical needs.

Natsuki, who wanted to be a scumbag, suddenly realized that he seemed to be even worse than Yuuma Uda, and the feeling of being a scumbag was really uncomfortable.

It is important for people to know themselves, and he felt his own progress.

"You haven't told me what the matter is yet!" Hojo Rinko urged.

As Natsuki listened to the "swish swish" sound, the image of Hojo Rinko holding the phone in both hands, with her legs on the chair and her chin resting on her knees appeared in her mind.

It seemed like he was waiting for Natsuki's answer in some very comfortable posture.

She looks like a caring sister.

That's not right, Xia Shu suddenly realized. When had he ever been at a disadvantage in a fight with her? Why was he counterattacked all the way to the high ground today?

Our crystal is in danger!

"I just simply missed you."

So greasy!

I felt uncomfortable all over after I said this.

But at least he is still a human being. It would be fine if Hojo Rinko didn't have the college entrance examination that would determine her life, but now she is in the final sprint stage. Using "urban legends" to attract her attention will definitely have a great impact on her.

After knowing each other for such a long time, he has a clear understanding of Hojo Rinko. Nothing can compare to the attraction of "urban legend" to her, even the danger to her life can be ignored.

"Eh——!" Hojo Rinko's reaction was very intense. She must have been shocked by his sudden words.

If this is a "pushing" sister gal, Xia Shu undoubtedly made a very wrong choice, which will eventually lead to a regrettable ending.

"Let's contact each other after the exam." Hojo Rinko had already hung up the phone, leaving only a series of silent sounds in Natsuki's ears.

"Huh" he reached for the cigarette box again, only to find that he had finished his cigarette.

"Hey!"

As soon as I finished the cigarette, my stomach started growling. It was so timely.

Now I really have to eat something. I have to comfort my stomach, otherwise I will starve to the point of "losing blood".

He took out his phone and ordered takeout.

Then continue to browse the phone, and let’s talk about everything after I’ve eaten my fill.

Under my own account, the discussion never stops.

But why didn't I appear in the legends of "Lucky God" or "Nioh" or "Sleeping Monster Detective"?

However, Xia Shu found a comment from one netizen very interesting.

"In the 21st century, young people should have their own way of dying. Compared to the end of life, the slit-mouthed woman, the Hanako and other old-fashioned weird stories, social death is the most terrifying way to die! If there is an urban legend that kills people, it should be called 'browsing history monster' or it should make public the shameful things people have done!"

Xia Shu gave a thumbs up, then looked at the takeaway and knew he would have to wait for a while.

……

"what--!"

After hanging up the phone in a panic, Hojo Rinko jumped from the chair onto the bed like a hungry tiger.

Rolling around on the bed with a pillow between my legs.

"I just simply missed you."

Xia Shu's "greasy" words were still echoing in her ears.

"President-san, you're too greasy!"

The tumbling continued, wriggling like a worm.

I didn't contact him after I went home, and I was actually feeling uneasy. But until this moment, Xia Shu called me. Although the words he said were a bit greasy, she was excited in her heart.

There is a sense of security.

"Click" the bedroom door was opened.

Rinko Hojo, who was tumbling, froze, maintaining her twisted "C" posture, and stared at Naoto Hojo who pushed the door open with her eyes wide open.

"Sister Rinko, I, I just knocked on the door." Hojo Naoto didn't expect that Hojo Rinko could do such a difficult pose, and said carefully: "Well, your friend is here to see you."

His sister was very different from usual, and the "change" just now really scared him.

Hojo Rinko moved her gaze and noticed her classmate A. Chisato standing behind Hojo Naoto.

I remembered that we had an appointment to buy exam supplies.

Qianli raised her hand and waved to Hojo Rinko with a face that was trying not to smile: "Hi."

"..."

Hojo Rinko felt that she should be dead by now.

social death.

Chapter 237: Love After Love

It suddenly rained a little in Tokyo in early February. It was quite sunny during the day, but as soon as the sun set in the west, the air suddenly became much colder.

Natsuki was wearing a fur coat with a Uniqlo sweater underneath, and versatile black trousers. Perhaps not wearing a pair of inappropriate large cotton boots was his final compromise with fashion.

There is still a scabbard hanging around his waist, hidden under his coat and not too conspicuous.

Even if someone saw him, they would just think he was a loyal Devil May Cry player. There are countless people like him who carry cosplay props with them.

Shuquan GRANDE, located in Chiyoda Jimbocho, is the destination of Xia Shu's trip.

The dim street lights and drizzle at night are like an old movie with an old-fashioned flavor, pulling people into the history with the smell of yellowed pages, making people sigh about the past when passing by after a full meal.

It is rare to be able to open a bookstore in the era of the Internet explosion, and it is difficult to persist.

Ichika Furudera, wearing a jacket and black trousers with leggings, was flipping through a book.

Although she did not strictly follow the "Tokyo is hot" theory and show off her long legs despite the severe cold, she did show that she was very cold-resistant and wore as little as possible.

Perhaps, there will never be bulky and warm clothes in a beautiful girl’s wardrobe.

Natsuki walked up to her, stopped, and glanced at the book she was reading.