Horror simulator, if you survive till tomorrow, you win

Shikino said seriously.

"The president is right!"

"The president is really foresighted!"

Koizumi, Yamashita and others were like yes-men. As soon as Shikino finished speaking, they immediately supported him.

Seto Akane looked at Ito Jun curiously, then at Shikino, and suddenly realized that she might have done something wrong.

Could it be that President Shikino doesn't know anything about Tomie Kawakami?

Chapter 72: Rumors about Macchio

"Humph! You can never stop someone who seeks death. What is this student doing here?"

Ito Jun ignored Shikino's pretense and asked the female classmate who was fidgeting on the other side.

"I, Ito-san, I'm here to ask for help."

The female classmate looked like she was about to cry and looked at him in panic.

"Please tell me."

Ito Jun sat down and spoke gently.

100 wen, 1000 wen, or 10000 wen.

In Ito Jun's eyes, the female classmate constantly changed from a small pile of bad karma to a medium pile of bad karma and then to a large pile of bad karma.

The famous ghost king, Yamamura Sadako, is on his back. He is paid billions every day. How can he not help with the work?

The female classmate calmed down a little and asked, "Have you heard of Macchio's urban legend?"

"Mazzio? I've heard about it. I think it's been spreading since yesterday afternoon. The students at the dojo told me about it."

Seto Akane raised her hands lively and spoke loudly.

"In the park at night, there was a little boy playing alone. He said, come and play with me. The boy's name was Macchio. If you play with this boy, you will never be able to go home again."

“It feels a bit nonsensical.”

Shikino said with no interest.

"Urban legends lack logic. The more ridiculous they are, the more likely they are to be true."

Ito Jun took out his cell phone and searched the Internet for urban legends about Macchio as he spoke.

【His eyes will glow.】

[I heard that the second-grade boy from XX Elementary School played with Macchio. ]

[It's okay because I didn't sit on the swing. 】

[Yes, I can’t ride on the swing with Machio who has glowing eyes.]

[Macchio was a boy who was forced to go to a cram school and committed suicide.]

【All students in the cram school will become victims of Machio.】

……

The female classmate said anxiously: "I made up this weird story. I just made it up yesterday afternoon."

Shikino said: "That means it was spread by someone. It's normal. Rumors always spread quickly."

The female classmate retorted: "But I have never told anyone about this. I wrote this on my brother's computer document. How could it be spread everywhere in one night?"

"Huh? Explain it in detail."

Hearing this, Shikino immediately became interested and asked the female classmate.

"I don't actually believe in urban legends, but my brother likes them very much and even created a document to record popular legends. Because I wanted to play a prank on him, I wrote a legend in that document... But, after just one night, my class started talking about the legend I wrote this morning."

The female classmate recalled yesterday's experience and said with an uneasy look on her face.

Although it could be explained that her younger brother spread the legend, it would not have spread so quickly. Moreover, after school, she called to ask about it, and her younger brother claimed that he had just learned about the legend as well.

“That’s too vague.”

"It's already very detailed! I told you everything I did!"

Faced with Seto Akane's questioning, the female classmate shouted loudly in despair.

She also knew that what she said was very confusing, but this matter was just so confusing.

"There's no need to say so much. Just go and see if it's true or not."

Ito Jun put down his phone, turned his gaze to Shikino who seemed to be thinking about something, and offered his suggestion.

"OK! The first research subject of the Paranormal Research Department will be Machio. If you have nothing else to do, let's set off now!"

Shikino came back to his senses and said excitedly.

"Um, President, I have..."

Mitsui raised his right hand hesitantly.

"This is the first group activity of the Paranormal Research Department. It is of great significance. If you don't even participate for the first time, you will become a marginal person in the future. After all, it is difficult for such a person to be trusted by his peers."

Shikino narrowed his eyes and said threateningly.

Sanyi quickly put down his right hand.

"Is this boring thing finally coming to an end? I'm going back first."

There are still some people who dare to openly go against Shiye's opinion.

Tomie Kawakami stood up and stretched, her graceful curves attracted the boys' attention.

Shikino said with a fake smile: "Kawakami-san has no interest in supernatural phenomena? By the way, the work of the Discipline Committee is very important, right? I really can't waste my time in the Supernatural Club. Why don't you quit the Supernatural Club?"

Shikino looked like she was concerned about Kawakami Tomie, and she had never intended to let Kawakami Tomie join the supernatural club from the beginning.

Although I learned from Seto Akane that Kawakami Tomie was also a supernatural phenomenon, it is too dangerous to keep supernatural phenomena around.

"The work of the Discipline Committee is not that heavy. I feel that this kind of thing is boring. However, if Ito invites me, it would be nice to kill time."

Kawakami Tomie spoke casually, but her eyes were on Ito Jun.

Tomie Kawakami was a little impatient.

Since the last time he invited her to join the supernatural club, Ito Jun has not made any other comments.

Although her beauty is unmatched and there is no man in the world who will not fall in love with her, but the willpower he has to persist to this point and not let her express her love is too terrifying.

"Ito, why is your face pale again? Do you need to go to the infirmary?"

Yamashita asked in surprise.

"I've been feeling a little under the weather these past few days, but I don't need to go to the infirmary yet."

Ito Jun took a sip of wolfberry tea to dispel the eerie cold wind that had been seeping into his bones.

"Kawakami-san, come as well, if there's nothing else."

Ito Jun invited Kawakami Tomie.

Although Sadako seems to be very unhappy, we can't just agree with her in everything, otherwise this guy will become more and more unreasonable.

Moreover, we also need to take care of Tomie. With an unlimited number of tools, it is necessary to maintain the relationship between the two parties without being affected by magic.

Shikino smacked his lips in dissatisfaction, but of course, no one else noticed.

Half an hour later, Ito Jun arrived at the door of a female classmate named Natsuko carrying a tennis backpack. After knocking on the door, it was Seto Akari who ran out to open the door.

"Eh? Ito, do you want to play tennis? You actually went back all the way."

Seeing the shoulder bag that Ito Jun was carrying, Seto Akane asked curiously.

When leaving school, after asking about Natsuko's address, Ito Jun said he was going back to get something, but what he got was a tennis bag.

"That's not the case. This is a gear bag."

Ito Jun smiled slightly, full of confidence.

Pistols, liquid bombs, time bombs, remote-controlled bombs, short knives, old seals, crowbars, Fuhu pills. With Sadako and these friends, he didn't believe that anything would go wrong with such a complete set of equipment.

Chapter 73: The Truth of Strange Stories

"Could it be a tool for exorcising spirits?"

Seto Akane's eyes sparkled and she was very excited.

"more or less."

Ito Jun held up the night vision goggles on his forehead. This was the most important equipment. Without it, he couldn't touch the monsters at all.

"Senior is indeed an expert in this area."

Seto Akari looked at Ito Jun with admiration and changed his address.

"What is a senior?"

"Ito-san is older than me, right? And it seems that he has dealt with supernatural phenomena a long time ago. He always rejected me before because he didn't want to implicate an outsider. In this case, isn't he a senior in the supernatural world? Senior!"

Seto Akari is very enthusiastic, and even Ito Jun can't understand why she is so enthusiastic.

"What are you talking about?"

A cold voice was heard, and Ito Jun and Seto Akane looked into the house together.

A girl who was so beautiful that she was terrifying stood on the stairs with a cold smile on her face.

Seto Akane subconsciously tensed her muscles, and Ito Jun, who was standing next to her, could feel that Seto Akane's aura had changed.

"Nothing to talk about."

Ito Jun walked past Seto Akane and stepped onto the stairs.

Kawakami Tomie glanced at Ito Jun, and his sinister gaze fell on Seto Akari.

Seto Akane shuddered and quickly chased after him.

"Seto-san."

"Yes!"

As she passed by Tomie Kawakami, the sound as if ants were crawling inside her bones made Seto Akane's body stiffen for a moment.

"Ito Jun is mine."

Kawakami Tomie turned her head to look at Seto Akane's profile and said coldly.

"Senior, you can't describe it with things, right?"

Seto Akane said awkwardly.

"Don't you understand what I mean? Ugly girl, stop pestering Ito Jun. Although I don't think Ito Jun's taste is that bad, I will be very unhappy if an ugly girl like you always stays around Ito Jun."

Kawakami Tomie sneered, and the words that came out of her mouth were straightforward and harsh, with no pretense at all like her usual self.

Hard! Seto Akane's fist is hard!

Regardless of whether it's weird or not, this woman's character is too bad!

If it were somewhere else, Seto Akane would have already punched Kawakami Tomie.

Kawakami Tomie snorted disdainfully and turned towards the room on the second floor.

Seto Akane was sulking and walked over with her head down.

The atmosphere in the room was depressing.

Everyone was staring at the computer screen. Natsuko opened the document and found that the document recording the ghost stories had been updated.

“I didn’t write any of this stuff?!”

Natsuko was horrified.

“These are all things that are circulating on the Internet.”