The evil spirit lady Mary on the phone fully demonstrated to Kamiyagawa what it means to keep one's word in ghost stories.
At 10:15 every night, the famous ghost storyr called Kamiyagawa without hesitation.
Then at half past ten, Mary arrived at the gate of Hualing High School on time, and would politely inform in advance on the other end of the phone:
"Hello, I am Miss Mary. I am now at the entrance of Hualing High School."
This happens every night, every time.
Not a single second is postponed or advanced.
Kamiyagawa had an inexplicable illusion these past two days, as if he had been dating a girl with a strong sense of time every night.
It's just that the content of daily dates may not be so easy for ordinary people to accept, and Kamiyagawa himself doesn't particularly like it.
…
"Hello, I'm Miss Mary. I'm right behind you."
The huge gleaming butcher knife crashed from top to bottom.
Clean and tidy, without any mercy.
With the death reminder of [Death], Kamiyagawa's consciousness returned to reality once again.
Hualing High School is very quiet at night.
In the cherry blossom forest where all the pink branches have fallen, only the subtle chirping of insects can be heard.
But this calmness was soon broken by the noisy cell phone ringtone——
"? Dahuang, いつか大夫になる, なんて思う日々を Severalつ重ねた, Today's だってloneりThe scenery of Tokyo にthrough けるPUは, 夜霊みたいだ?"
It's that very familiar number.
Mary's call.
As before, the call is automatically connected without Kamiyagawa's operation.
On the other end of the phone was a young female voice that was cold and seemed to have no trace of human emotion: "Hello, I'm Miss Mary. I'm tired today. I'll come see you again at this time tomorrow."
Dudu.
After finishing the sentence, the phone was hung up.
"The sixth time."
Kamiyagawa was a little numb. He patted the dust on his clothes and stood up from the edge of the cherry blossom forest with a look of despair on his face.
six days.
Do you know how I spent these six days?
Every night I was chopped down by Mary with a machete as tall as a man!
Moreover, every time Miss Mary hacked herself to death in the world of ghost stories, she would make a phone call and make an appointment for tomorrow's trip.
"So when will she let me go? Will she ever get tired of doing this every day?"
Will your eyes not get dry?
Buzzing.
When Kamiyagawa was still doubting his life by the cherry blossom forest, his phone vibrated and a message popped up.
This is the system prompt of "Kaitan Monogatari".
Kamiyakawa couldn't help but shrink his neck. He was a little bit into PTSD from the notification of this garbage game.
Every time "Kaitan Monogatari" makes a notification, something bad is bound to happen.
[Your character gains a new status.]
Click on the [Personal Information] column, and the [Mary's Curiosity] in the status has disappeared, replaced by a new entry——
【Miss Mary wants to play】
[It’s so interesting! It’s so interesting! Miss Mary thinks that you, who will never really die no matter how she kills you, are her most suitable playmate!]
[But the time of happiness is always short. Miss Mary wants to prolong this happiness, she wants to play hard with you.]
[Miss Mary hopes that next time we play together, you can run. If she chases you and you run away, you will be unable to fly.]
"Is it okay to play hard with me?"
Kamiyagawa was no longer able to complain about anything. After carefully reading the new entry from beginning to end, he roughly understood the meaning of his recent fixed date.
The emotions between humans and ghosts are not the same.
Kamitani didn't feel any fun in the "game" with Mary.
But Miss Mary was not tired of playing at all. She even felt that she had not played enough and wanted to extend the time of a single play.
Just like a cat teasing its prey when hunting, the evil spirit on the phone hopes that it can resist a few times before being killed next time.
"What kind of bad woman have I provoked?"
Kamitani River felt like crying but had no tears.
But then I thought about it, Miss Mary’s wish to extend the time of a single trip is not unacceptable.
As long as she doesn't think about playing with him twice a day, other things...
Already, it doesn’t matter.
…
At around ten o'clock the next morning, Kamiyagawa logged into the game at school.
There are only 14 days left before Hanako completes her foreign visit.
Because the scapegoats every night are now consumed by Miss Mary, the opportunity to log into the game during the day to advance is extremely precious.
The third floor of the teaching building on the west side.
Kamiyagawa once again entered this BOSS area this morning.
Including the swordsmanship experience gained from the previous hang-up with Akauki-sensei, Kamiyagawa's current proficiency level [Nodachi Self-evident Style] already has nearly 700 experience points.
There are still 300 points left to upgrade.
It's a bit too forced to rely on AFK to gain this missing part of experience.
Therefore, Kamiyagawa planned to gain wealth through danger.
The last time he met Hanako for the first time, he performed exceptionally well in the face of adversity and forcibly killed Hanako's father with the secret of the three-foot strike he learned on the spot.
I got a lot of skill experience from this.
"If I could replicate the experience I had last time, I should be able to calmly improve my swordsmanship to a higher level before Hanako completes her foreign visit."
After all, it is the only reliable combat skill he has at his disposal. Kamiyagawa still attaches great importance to the level improvement of [Nodachi Self-Revealing Style].
The familiar cramped women’s toilet.
As before, there are five toilet cubicles, four of which are open, while the third one where Hanako is located is tightly closed.
Hanako's father in the first room has been killed by Kamiyagawa, and now it is empty. There are only two, four, and three rooms left, where Hanako's mother, sister, and brother are sitting in order.
"What do you want from our Hanako?"
"Looking for my sister, what can I do for you?"
Similar to the last BOSS battle performance, Hanako's family stood up on the toilet like marionettes, twisted and swayed, and stepped out like marionettes.
Kamiyagawa is also ready for battle.
Holding the [bloody hatchet], the three-foot strike is ready to go.
Flying across the distance, the blades split...
Before a set of silky small combos could be fully executed, Kamiyakawa suddenly felt his shoulders sink.
It was as if something extremely heavy fell from the ceiling onto him, and hugged him tightly from behind.
"Yes, oh~"
A slightly playful, yet extremely sinister little girl's voice rang out from his ears.
Kamiyagawa could even feel that the speaker was blowing into his ear. There were strange hairs, accompanying the voice, rubbing his collar and neck.
Lower your head.
I saw a pair of pale and childish little hands hugging his chest from behind.
The ominous black energy visible to the naked eye is rising from these hands.
Kamiyagawa still couldn't figure out what the thing that fell on him from the ceiling was.
Ghost doll Hanako!
This BOSS didn't just stay in the third toilet cubicle, but hung on the ceiling waiting for him!
Shortness of breath.
The air in the lungs seemed to be squeezed out in an instant, and the skin on the strangled chest turned purple and black.
After being hugged by Hanako from behind, Kamiyagawa lost his ability to fight and fell forward.
"What's the matter?"
"What's the matter?" "What's the matter?"
His vision began to blur, and all that was left in his ears was the repeated words of Hanako's family, like a repeater.