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"This is also Sakurai-san's good luck. Just by chance, we found the right choice."
"Because it has the initial spiritual power of a god of mourning, it has a much larger internal space reserve than the external one. Not only that, it can also absorb the essence of the human world to further grow."
"As long as time and opportunity are sufficient, perhaps one day I can become a true Tsukumogami."
"Anyway, this is a rare and good thing."
"Just consider it as a return gift for the diary you gave to Kayako, Sakurai-san."
The bartender said this and frivolously stuffed the shoulder bag into Sakurai's hand.
Of course...
In fact, the value of storage items of this level cannot be compared with the small backpack that Sakurai prepared for Xiao Yexiao before.
Even with the bartender's connections, it still takes some effort to find and obtain it in a short period of time.
But...
worth it.
For the bartender.
Since Sakurai supports him so much, even the bartender has to show some support.
After all, he is the person in charge of the Tokyo area and has some connections.
I can't lose face in front of Sakurai-san.
The bartender's eyes narrowed as he watched Sakurai put the shoulder bag on his back with a smile.
"Thanks, profiteer."
"Then let's get back to the point. I'm very interested in the supernatural game of [Happy Sachiko] that you mentioned. Please tell me in detail."
After glancing at Xiao Yexiao who was already twisting her body restlessly, Sakurai followed the girl's instructions and started to follow the main purpose of his visit.
"Of course, we are fully prepared here."
His eyes were narrowed into slits, and the bartender looked like a fox that had eaten sesame oil.
......
......
According to legend, there is such an elementary school in the suburbs of Tokyo, and its name is Tenjin Elementary School.
One rainy day after school, a female teacher fell down the stairs and died in pain.
At that time, the school principal cared for the school as if it were his own child.
Unfortunately, sad stories followed one after another.
After a murder case happened one day, he finally decided to close the school.
The principal, who had lost all hope since then, committed suicide by jumping from the roof of the teaching building on the day the school was closed.
A few years later, the abandoned Tenjin Elementary School was abandoned and demolished, and a brand new high school was built on the abandoned site.
The name of this school is Ruzuki Academy.
It is said that the teacher who fell down the stairs did not realize that he was dead. Since the new school building was rebuilt, it is said that the teacher still wanders around the school building after school every rainy day...
It is dangerous to stay in school after 7pm...
It is said that the school building would suddenly lose power and become pitch black, and then the teacher would appear and give a warm reminder: "Haven't you gone home yet? Go home quickly!"
Today is the annual cultural festival of Kisaragi Academy.
A total of seven people, three boys and four girls from Class 2, Grade 9, were packing their things in the academy.
Soon after, the class monitor of Grade 2, Class 9, named Ayumi Shinozaki, suggested telling ghost stories.
They closed the door, lit a candle, and the seven of them sat in a circle around it.
Now, time has unknowingly come to seven o'clock.
"When that teacher is there, the school building will be completely dark because of the power outage."
The flickering candle flames illuminated the faces of seven boys and girls. The girl named Ayumi Shinozaki deliberately lowered her voice and talked about the story of the academy's past.
"Immediately afterwards, there will be a knock on the door, and then with a hiss, the door that was originally closed will open."
"A pale face poked out from the gap in the classroom door and asked in a long voice, "Are you not going back yet?"
Under the gaze of the boys and girls who were either nervous or uneasy, Ayumi Shinozaki spoke in a low voice.
[Dong dong dong]
There was a knock on the closed front door.
"Just now...did anyone knock on the door?"
With a grunt, one of the three boys was visibly startled, looking at his friends uncertainly.
"It's...it's an illusion."
He was also frightened and instinctively moved a little closer to the person next to him.
One of the four girls responded softly to the other.
The knock on the door sounded again. Perhaps because the window was not closed tightly, the only light source in the classroom, the flickering candle, suddenly went out.
The vast green smoke floated upward from the candle wick, and the classroom was suddenly filled with panicked screams.
"Shinozaki, this smile is wide open."
The boy glared at the position where the class monitor who loved to tell ghost stories was with dissatisfaction, and blamed everything on himself, the class monitor's bad taste and prank, while suppressing his panic and scolding her loudly.
"It's not me."
Xiaozaki, who was also frightened, raised his voice and refuted the other party.
"Oh my god, it's so dark, I can't even find the candle."
Because they were frightened, they were unable to react immediately, and one of the remaining three girls couldn't help but let out a cry.
"Where's the light switch?"
As the only light source in the classroom disappeared, the people, who were already feeling a little uneasy due to the atmosphere, raised their voices in panic.
"The switch is right next to the door."
The boy answered her question, but...
In this situation, how could anyone be willing to run to the door and turn on the light?
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I was filled with fear and anxiety, no matter how much I told myself that ghosts did not exist in reality.
However, the confusion and absurdity of this horror story in reality still made the seven people present panic.
When the seven people were panicking and had no idea what to do, accompanied by a "hiss" sound, a hand opened the tightly closed sliding door a crack.
The feeling of anxiety and panic in the classroom reached its peak at this moment.
"You haven't gone back yet?"
This sinister female voice, which was deliberately lowered, reached their ears.
A sharp, piercing, panic-stricken scream rang out.
With a click, the light that was originally off turned on.
"Are you scared?"
Under the bright light, a woman with short light brown hair, wearing a white coat and a mini panda pendant, walked in with her hands on her hips, looking at the seven people with a smile.
The woman's name is Yui Shishido and she is twenty-three years old.
She is the current deputy head teacher of Class 2, Year 9, High School, Kisaragi Academy, and a new English teacher who just passed the teacher qualification certification this year.
I have a cheerful personality. Since I just graduated, my teaching quality needs to be improved, but I work hard every day to teach better.
By the way, he is an unexpectedly naive person.
"Why haven't you gone home yet? Didn't I tell you that?"
"You have to go back early after you finish packing up the things for the cultural festival."
After a brief moment of daze and silence, Yui Shishido put her hands on her hips and looked at everyone helplessly.
As a teacher, she had no idea what to do with such disobedient students.
Especially when these students are all good students.
"elder brother."
Before anyone could speak, a little kid holding an umbrella timidly poked his head out from behind Yui Shishido and called out to the boy with short brown hair, one of the three boys.
"Yuka?"
"How did you come?"
In the darkness, Tetsuo Mochida accidentally grabbed Naomi Nakajima's breasts in panic and was unable to react.
"It seems like he's here to bring an umbrella to Mochida."
Shishido Yui said softly as she and Mochida Yuka walked into the classroom one after another.
"That's it, thank you."
He looked at his sister with a smile. As a man who was obsessed with his sister, nothing could make him happier than his sister's concern for him.
"What? Is she Tetsuya's sister?"
"Is it from the junior high school?"
Leaning forward, Naomi Nakajima, who was Tetsuo Mochida's childhood sweetheart and had known him since junior high school, was meeting Mochida's sister for the first time.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Yuka Mochida."
"My brother is usually taken care of by everyone."
She bowed to everyone with a smile, and as the younger sister, Yuka Mochida left a very good impression on the girls at their first meeting.