Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

Rubbing her arms, Komachi Hikigaya subconsciously turned around to look behind her.

What came into view were a few scattered pedestrians on the street.

It doesn't seem to be any different.

Scratching her head, Komachi Hikigaya looked puzzled.

She didn't know why, but she always felt a chill down her back.

It felt as if someone was watching me.

But when I turned around, I saw nothing.

Is it an illusion?

Turning her head, Komachi Hikigaya took a few steps forward.

Just before reaching the intersection, he suddenly quickened his pace, rushed around the corner, and entered another street.

Then he suddenly turned around.

There was still no one there.

"It seems like it really was just my imagination..."

Because her best friend has a criminal police officer father, and the other person has also inherited some of her father's genes.

Therefore, Mingpiaoliang is more mature than his peers in terms of vigilance in these aspects or other aspects.

He even learned some counter-surveillance techniques from his own father.

After all, girls should learn some of these things.

You can't gamble your safety entirely on the behavior of others.

You can win many times, but if you lose just once, your life is ruined.

This is what Luo Zhen mentioned when he was chatting with Naruhira Akito.

Narumiya Akito thought this made perfect sense.

Therefore, there is also a conscious effort to cultivate the ability to sing.

Naruhira also passed on these tips to Komachi Hikigaya.

Hikigaya Komachi naturally accepted this offer.

Junior high school students are always full of enthusiasm for these novel things.

Not to mention the counter-surveillance techniques taught by a criminal police officer.

Come on, that sounds really cool.

What are the reasons for refusing?

Teenagers and teenagers simply can't resist something like this.

With this in mind, Komachi Hikigaya diligently memorized the tips that Ryou Naruhira had taught her.

I never expected to actually use it today.

But it doesn't seem to be of any use.

Scratching her head, Komachi Hikigaya prepared to go home.

However.......

'Chirp chirp chirp!'

"Kakakaka."

A strange cry came from somewhere.

That sounds very strange.

It didn't sound like any animal that Komachi Hikigaya knew.

This was accompanied by a series of rapid sounds.

It felt like a sharp blade piercing the cold ground.

"Um?!"

Suddenly turning around, Komachi Hikigaya looked behind her with a puzzled expression.

That was just now...

what?

A nameless fear welled up inside me.

It was as if some mysterious creature was watching her from the darkness.

The dim sunlight fell on the earth, but it couldn't bring her any warmth or peace of mind.

It only makes one feel a chill run down their spine.

Frozen in place, Komachi Hikigaya slowly swallowed.

He slowly turned around and started walking, preparing to leave this place.

Almost as soon as she started to move, the strange sound rang out again.

'Chirp chirp chirp!'

Hikigaya Komachi was absolutely certain she hadn't misheard.

This is not some kind of auditory hallucination.

She could even detect emotions like joy in that voice.

Is it a prank?

isn't it?

With stiff steps, Komachi Hikigaya walked towards home.

The pace gradually changed from walking to jogging, and finally to running all the way.

But the strange sound did not disappear or go away.

No matter how fast Komachi Hikigaya runs, or where she suddenly turns, it doesn't matter.

That voice followed Hikigaya Komachi like a shadow.

Strangely, even though the sound was right next to her, Komachi Hikigaya never saw the source of it.

It's like a cat playing with a mouse.

At this moment, Komachi Hikigaya suddenly remembered what Ryou Naruhira had said before.

Some psychopathic serial killers never perceive themselves as simply criminals.

These guys might even consider themselves artists with aspirations.

I enjoy watching victims struggle and die in despair.

The common psychology behind these perverts is that simple killing is ugly.

There needs to be some sense of ritual.

That way, we won't be equated with ordinary murderers.

At this moment, Komachi Hikigaya was absolutely certain that she had encountered that kind of deranged killer.

As she ran, Komachi Hikigaya reached into her bag for her phone, intending to call someone to notify them.

But I don't know if it was because I was too nervous, but I couldn't find my phone after rummaging around in my bag for a long time.

It seems that whenever you really want to find something, that thing hides itself and you can't find it.

When you're no longer in a hurry, that thing will appear on its own.

What made Hikigaya Komachi even more distressed was that she seemed to be lost.

Because that guy always appeared in my path, I had to turn around and run in another direction several times.

After several attempts, Komachi Hikigaya lost track of where she was.

After all, it's difficult to think calmly in this situation.

Suddenly, a vermilion torii gate appeared in Hikigaya Komachi's line of sight.

'Is this a shrine?'

The noise behind them grew increasingly louder and clearer.

It seems they can't wait any longer.

Without a second thought, Hikigaya Komachi rushed toward the torii gate.

The moment I entered the torii gate, I stumbled and fell to the ground.

Feeling somewhat desperate, Komachi Hikigaya forced herself to get up quickly from the ground, enduring the pain in her knees.

However, the strange voice seemed to be wary of something and stopped moving forward.

After a brief hesitation, he slowly left.

Hikigaya Komachi didn't know whether the other party had left or was simply hiding and waiting for her to come out.

Fortunately, we finally have a chance to catch our breath.

Gasping for breath, Komachi Hikigaya felt as if her lungs were on fire.

There wasn't a single part of my body that wasn't in pain.

"Hey, girl."

You look disheveled.

A slightly flippant voice came from behind.

Hikigaya Komachi turned her head, and a man in sportswear came into view.

His disheveled self was reflected in his icy blue pupils.

Chapter 1146 Communication Between Monsters

"My name is Yato, the master of this shrine."

Inside the main hall of the shrine, Yato placed a cup of hot tea on a small round table and handed it to the still-shaken Komachi Hikigaya.

Komachi Hikigaya, whose mind had been blank, was only focused on running away.

Only after calming down did I realize what a dangerous situation I had just been in.

After all, a young girl like herself, who is powerless to even kill a chicken, would have almost no ability to resist in this situation.

Being able to die cleanly is probably something to be thankful for.

Looking at her phone on the table, Komachi Hikigaya made a decision in secret.

When I get back, I'll get a bigger phone charm or something.

This way, it will be a little easier if you encounter this situation again in the future.

That way, you won't have to search high and low and still not find it.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Yato."

Hikigaya Komachi bowed slightly in thanks as she accepted the tea.

After taking a sip of hot tea, her pale face regained some color.

"So, what happened before?"

Sitting cross-legged at the small round table, Yato asked a question he already knew the answer to.

He knew very well what had happened to the girl.

He had just clearly sensed a very evil and chaotic aura lurking in the darkness far from the shrine.

It smelled like a dead rat that had been soaking in a stinking ditch for days – utterly repulsive.

If it weren't for Komachi Hikigaya, Yato would have already rushed out with his sword and chopped that guy to pieces.

After all, he was a god who was relatively kind to humans.