You say this is a love game?

Haji Cheng's sensitivity was seven times higher, and he reacted instantly.

In Gu Chun's memory, the Hiiragihara family sacrificed the lives of 42 children to get rid of the Nue, and were cursed by the resentment for 42 generations. It is estimated that by the generation of Soichiro Hiiragihara, the sins they carried had not been completely settled!

Now, Soichiro Hiiragihara actually recruited 42 people as new members of the student council in the same year.

"Wait, I remember this student union is related to the cram school."

Mizutani Makoto seemed to have thought of something and directly took out the diary fragments he had found in the teaching building before. One of the pages said this.

【Teaching Building Diary Fragments】

[Description: Kaneda Hayabusa is amazing! He won the election this time and will be the president of the student council! But then, everyone who can go to the cram school is already confirmed... Oh, that's weird. Why do you have to join the student council to go to the cram school?]

"The ominous feeling deepened."

Night cram school, 42 places, special hallucinogenic meals... When all the clues were pieced together, Mizutani Makoto felt his head start to buzz.

He even thought of the corridor on the second floor of the school building. It seemed that Kaneda Hayabusa, the student union president who was suspected to be a scumbag, was also very busy.

With mixed feelings, Mizutani Makoto read Sato Ayako's second diary.

[Sato Ayako's Diary Part 2]

Description: I was so happy to accept Soichiro's invitation. The students at this school are so adorable, especially Hayabusa and Hanako. I ran into them on my first day, and I heard they're childhood sweethearts. Every time I see them together, it reminds me of my college days with Soichiro... I still have the ring he gave me.

[…It’s just as I thought. He invited me over with the same intention as expected… He told me he still loved me.]

Is this really possible?

He's obviously married, and he even has a son and a daughter. I've even visited his children, and they're truly adorable... Seeing this makes me feel a bit sorry for myself. I really love Soichiro. I've waited so long for him, and finally, the news that he's married and has children is finally here.

[…Finally, I’m sorry, Mrs. Hiiragihara.]

He also loves me, my voice, and my singing voice.

"?"

No, ladies.

Are you still being someone's mistress?!

Perhaps he had never expected that Sato Ayako's diary would contain such explosive content, Mizutani Makoto couldn't help but lean back, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

It's too abstract.

So, Sato Ayako is actually Soichiro Hiiragihara's old lover? They rekindled their old love at school and had an affair behind Mrs. Hiiragihara's back...

Where is Mrs. Hiiragihara?

The top of my head is so green that it makes me anxious!

"Keep reading."

This diary entry was a bit over the limit, and even Mizutani Makoto had never seen one before. He gathered his thoughts and continued reading, prepared for some gossip.

But unexpectedly, Sato Ayako did not dwell on her lover's deeds, but instead turned to the topic of the cram school.

Soichiro suddenly told me that he was planning to organize a cram school... It seemed so sudden when he was told, but he seemed to have been preparing for a long time. He planned to have the new class of students attend the cram school and start night classes to improve their grades.

There are many special cases this year. Even a freshman can run for student council president. Soichiro is really doing his job with a serious attitude.

I really enjoy chatting with children and helping them learn, so I agreed...

[I talked to Hayabusa for a bit, and Hanako seemed really down... I went to comfort her. That girl and Hayabusa have a really good relationship. I don't want them to end up like Soichiro and I. I just wish them a happy ending.]

[In short, I hope that students' grades will get better and better, and that everyone can have a bright future.]

Chapter 130: The snow globe in the auditorium, the student ID card that takes shape in an illusion.

After Mizutani Makoto finished reading the diary, he felt a severe shock to his mind.

"This Sato Ayako is actually not a wolf."

Judging from the diary, apart from some shortcomings in her personal ethics in love, Sato Ayako is actually a good teacher who cares about her students overall?

Is she an innocent person caught up in this?

"Old Hei mentioned earlier that Soichiro had organized a special training class based on the unsatisfactory academic performance of the previous classes, and he was personally supervising it."

"Now it seems that this was all a cover-up. He had already prepared the cram school arrangements..."

"Then Sato Ayako was chosen to supervise... What was the reason for choosing her?"

Mizutani Makoto suddenly thought that Sato Ayako was Hiiragihara Soichiro's lover. Maybe Hiiragihara Soichiro wanted to find someone who was easier to control?

He put the diary away and turned to look at the calm artificial lake behind him. The quiet water was calm, with only a faint smell of blood still lingering in the night wind.

The boy did not stay long.

After a little thought, he ran straight to the nearby gymnasium.

On the steps in front of the gymnasium, Mizutani Makoto brought up the matter of the artificial lake and had a good talk with Kurosawa Ryojin. Kurosawa was also a teacher at the private Hiiragigaoka Academy and a colleague of Sato Ayakono, and he knew this female teacher.

"The monster at the bottom of the lake is actually related to Mr. Sato?"

Kurosawa Ryohito was shocked.

When Mizutani Makoto continued to ask, he looked nostalgic.

"Teacher Sato is a very popular person. Both colleagues and students like her very much. I have spoken to her several times before. She would help Soichiro poison students... To be honest, I really find it hard to believe this."

Mizutani Makoto pondered: "The monster at the bottom of the lake might be her, but why didn't she attack me?"

"Logically speaking, most souls that fall into the rift will inevitably end up falling into madness. Old Black, since you've seen her wandering around and killing people, she must have transformed into an evil spirit. Then why didn't she react to my approach?"

Kurosawa Ryojin shook his head awkwardly.

He seemed surprised that Mizutani Makoto hadn't been attacked. But just because Mizutani Makoto hadn't been attacked didn't mean he was safe either. He couldn't possibly go to the artificial lake with Mizutani Makoto and serve as a control group for him, could he?

The boy was puzzled and soon left the gymnasium.

"Put it aside for now. At worst, I can come back and force the boss open later."

He opened Tongzi's task panel. Now the main line of exploring the map has reached 84%, and the fog of war of the private Hiiragiyama Academy is only a little bit away.

--hall.

The auditorium of the private Hiiragigaoka Academy is located on the east side of the school, squeezed in the middle area between the school building and the playground. The gymnasium where Makoto Mizutani is located is on the west side. This section of the road almost crosses the east and west sides of the entire private Hiiragigaoka Academy.

Take out his blue-plate bicycle.

Relying on his supernatural powers, Mizutani Makoto rode his bicycle far ahead of everyone. The JK ladies along the way were attracted by the sound of the bicycle chain turning, and followed him closely like a tide of zombies in a zombie movie.

Before, his pedaling speed was slightly slower than Miss JK's lower body.

But now, his physical strength and explosive power have increased significantly, and he can pedal like a pair of Hot Wheels, leaving Miss JK far behind.

He got off the car in the open space in front of the auditorium, swung his sword and turned to face the JK ladies behind him. He simply swam a dragon to warm up and harvested hundreds of souls before turning around to look at the gate of the school auditorium.

There are still traces of fire burns.

The night breeze blows gently in front of the auditorium.

The last of Miss JK's shattered half-body slowly crumbled, turning into fine sand and dispersing into dust in the air. Those controlled and cursed souls were finally freed, vanishing into the darkness with the night wind.

Mizutani Makoto stood there, looking at the dilapidated auditorium door in front of him.

It has long been mottled and the paint has peeled off. The door that was swept by the flames still has charred marks. The decorative patterns carved on the door have been blurred by the erosion of time.

Suddenly, a bit of white fell from the sky.

At first, there were only a few scattered particles, like snowflakes falling at the wrong time of year. But soon, a faint fragrance drifted through the air, and the white objects overhead became more and more numerous and denser, until the entire auditorium was like snow, accompanied by a howling wind.

But this is no snowflake.

Instead, it's like a snowball the size of a ping-pong ball.

One by one, they fell from the sky, landing on the ground, steps, or eaves, making a slight "tapping" sound.

"Snow globe."

An urban legend circulating on campus - the snow globe.

Now in 2025, this strange story has almost disappeared, but more than 20 years ago, it was also a hot topic of campus ghost stories.

"When you look up at the sky, white furry objects the size of ping-pong balls will fall from the sky. Those are the legendary snowballs."

According to legend, this kind of snowflake ball is a ball of hair that fell from an angel and can fly freely in the sky. If you put a snowflake ball and incense powder together, many snowflake balls will multiply at once.

And if you get it, you will get happiness.

“It’s actually wish fulfillment.”

"As long as you hold the snow globe in your hand and think of a wish, the snow globe will grant your wish like a wishing machine. In exchange, the snow globe will shrink... The bigger the wish that is granted, the more of the snow globe will disappear."

"If you greedily make a huge wish, the snow globe will disappear and you won't have the chance to make a wish with it again."

What is a greedy desire?

It's probably a wish like "I want to destroy all monsters before they are born!", which might get me elbowed by the magical girl next door.

Mizutani Makoto looked up at the strange snow scene.

The snowballs melted quietly the moment they touched the ground, turning into a pool of transparent liquid that seeped into the cracks in the stone slabs, leaving no trace.

Is this a weird thing?

"The strange story of the demonized snow globe..."

Mizutani Makoto thought about it, then reached out and caught a falling snowball.

As soon as his fingertips touched, a chill spread along his palm. The fluff on the snowball actually squirmed like a living thing and quickly pierced his palm directly.

In an instant, the bright red blood was absorbed by the fluff, and half of the snowball turned red.

The chill quickly turned into a stinging pain, spreading upwards along the blood vessels. This blood-red ball of hair was like a greedy parasite, wantonly sucking his blood and vitality!

"what is this?"

Mizutani Makoto frowned until a pop-up window appeared in front of him.

【Death Curse: 1/100】

"?"

Mizutani Makoto understood immediately.

No wonder Lao Hei said that this place was a bit similar to a school building and could not be explored.

This snowball actually comes with a "death curse" judgment!

The small snowball on the palm of his hand became heavier and heavier, and his blood and physical strength were lost at a high speed.

Mizutani Makoto closed his palms without hesitation, and instantly crushed the snowball, causing it to burst. Red liquid splashed everywhere and turned into wisps of black smoke in the air before losing its shape.

【Death Curse: 1/100】

Mizutani Makoto's eyes darkened as he stared at the curse bar for a while. He found that after about thirty seconds, the curse bar began to fluctuate, became transparent, and then disappeared.

He paused in thought again. "The snow globes here also bring the Death Curse bar, but the Death Curse is much weaker than the one in the school building... I even stopped to use it, and it only increased the Death Curse bar by 1, and it will continue to decrease."

This thing is more like a parasite.

Despite successfully escaping the snowball, Mizutani Makoto's palm still bore deep puncture marks. The moment he'd popped the snowball, its fur had exploded like a pufferfish, piercing his palm with countless bloody holes. Blood was now oozing from the wounds, leaving his entire palm a bloody mess.

Mizutani Makoto took a deep breath, endured the severe pain from his palm, took out the [Camellia Blood Cup] from his backpack, and drank a mouthful of it. With the surge of vitality, the injury recovered quickly until it was back to normal.

Mizutani Makoto didn't hesitate any longer and quickly walked towards the auditorium door.

When he pushed open the rotten door, the interior of the auditorium was pitch black, with only faint moonlight pouring in through the broken windows, like a few pale searchlights, illuminating parts of the area.

The air was filled with a stale smell, a mixture of dust and some indescribable stench.

He stood at the door, his steps pausing slightly.

There were corpses scattered on the ground.

Not just one, not two, but a dozen, perhaps even more. They lay or curled up in various postures, but without exception, they all presented a strange state. Their bodies were shriveled like dead branches, their skin an unnatural grayish-white. Lying on the ground, they looked like shrunken corpses on the roadside, a true reflection of the essence of the soul-wandering scene layout.

And the most disturbing thing is -

Those snowballs are attached to these corpses.

Like parasites, they clung to the bodies of the deceased, their necks, chests, and wrists. Their snow-white fur burrowed into flesh, greedily consuming the long-dead flesh. Some snowballs, swollen to the size of basketballs, dangled from the remains of the corpse like insect eggs, veins emerging on their surfaces, their color shifting from pristine white to deep red, even hinting at black.

They are still moving.