Weird Tokyo, I am the master of strange stories

Chapter 3 Demonic Sword Heart Slash
"Can you see it?"

"Can't you see?"

"Can you see it?"

…………

A strange murmur echoed in my ears.

"call!"

Ishikawa Yuki suddenly woke up from the desk, raised her head, her face was pale, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and she couldn't help but breathe heavily.

He looked like someone about to drown.

"Huh...huh..."

"Yuki-chan, what's wrong?"

A female classmate next to her saw her strange behavior and couldn't help but asked with concern.

"Why do you look so bad?"

Ishikawa Yuki still hasn't recovered from the scene just now.

She vaguely remembered that just now the classmates around her had turned into strange and indifferent looks, as well as the fleeing male student, and the terrifying pure white shadow behind him...

"That...was just a dream?"

Ishikawa Yuki breathed a long sigh of relief and murmured: "Isn't this dream too realistic?"

Suddenly, she remembered something and looked down at the inside of her arm.

There, there was a clear red nail mark!

"..."

Ishikawa Yuki was stunned.

Not a dream!
Everything just now was not a dream!

Her delicate body began to tremble slightly, her face became paler, and her lips almost lost their color.

Ishikawa Yuki tried hard to recall what happened before waking up, and thought of a face with black-rimmed glasses.

At that time, the other party's figure seemed to have entered another space, separated by an invisible barrier that could not be seen or touched.

Beside him, strange blurry figures appeared.

Then, he seemed to... pulled out a knife and cut a figure in half?

Who is he?

What is that bloody knife?
What's wrong with this world?
Ishikawa Yuki really wanted to cry.

"Yuki-chan, what happened?"

My friend in the same class looked even more worried: "You are sweating coldly. Is that the one coming?"

"How about I take you to the infirmary?"

Ishikawa Yuki calmed down, suppressed the fear in her heart, and asked.

"Xiangzi, how much do you know about the Pure White Demon Shadow?"

"Oh, are you talking about that weird story?"

Xiangzi was a little surprised: "Yuki, didn't you just ask me this two days ago?"

"Come to think of it, you seemed not to be interested in such weird stories before..."

Ishikawa Yuki looked dazed, feeling like she had forgotten something, but she still managed to smile: "People's thoughts can change."

"In the final analysis, the Pure White Demonic Shadow is just a myth, made up by the students."

Xiangzi smiled easily and said: "The person who made up this weird story is also interesting. He said that people who are eaten by the pure white demon shadow will be forgotten. Doesn't this mean that there is no proof of death?"

Ishikawa Yuki was excited and asked: "Xiangzi, I remember that you seem to have a roster of all boys in the school, right?"

"Can you show me?"

My friend Xiangzi is a member of the student union.

The student unions of Japanese universities have great power and can be called a small autonomous government. It is normal for them to have a roster of all students in the school.

Of course, Xiangzi's original purpose of copying this list was just to make it easier to find her Prince Charming.

After a while, Ishikawa Yuki flipped through the roster four or five times.

My mood gradually sank to the bottom.

No!

Really do not have!

As an top student with a deviation value of 72.5, Ishikawa Yuki is quite confident in her memory. She clearly remembers the appearance of the boy who was swallowed by the pure white shadow.

But now, in this list, the other party's existence is completely missing.

It's as if this boy has never appeared!
Ishikawa Yuki fell into the ice cave and almost screamed in fear.

Physical death may not scare her so much. This kind of situation where even the existence itself is erased and no one remembers it is terrifying.

Even her memory of the boy's appearance was becoming blurry little by little.

"What if the pure white demonic shadow targets me..."

Ishikawa Yuki stood up suddenly and ran out of the classroom.

"Yuki, where are you going?!"
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A corner of the atrium.

Yu Gonglang had just killed three little devils who could see him, and the demon sword in his hand became even brighter red!
As expected, these three imps didn't drop anything.

Within a month of coming to Tokyo, Yu Gonglang also figured out some of the strange patterns.

First, there is a gap between weirdness!

Imps like this wandering around campus are just the lowest and most common kind of weirdness. You can see them everywhere when you walk around Tokyo streets.

The previous faceless girl, in essence, has fallen into the category of ghost stories.

Weird stories are the weirdest among the weird!

A ghost story can be anything. It can be an eye, a demon sword, a piece of light and shadow, a sentence, or a story.

Ghost stories often have all kinds of incredible powers. They can manipulate rules, rewrite thinking, create things out of thin air, and even reverse cause and effect, and reverse time and space... These appalling qualities are as common to ghost stories as chow mein bread in convenience stores. .

This is probably because people tend to subconsciously exaggerate when spreading their opinions, and this coupled with this strange and resurgent environment has created the existence of strange rumors.

Secondly, only weirdness can eliminate weirdness!
Conventional physical methods are ineffective against the weird.

Even if we invite a few more little boys and fat men to visit Japan, we still can't kill these weird things.

Yu Gonglang's ability to eliminate evil spirits like eating and drinking water is naturally due to his eyes and the demon knife in his hand.

This demon sword has a long and narrow blade with a blade length of about eighty centimeters.

The pattern of the knife is like a crescent moon, its luster is blood-colored, cool and graceful.

【Demon Sword Heart Slash】

[Ghost Story Level: Blue]

[Traits: Heart-cutting, Devouring, Exclusive Desire]

[Heart Cut (Blue) - You can cut off things you believe you can cut off. 】

[Swallowing (white) - Xinzhan can swallow certain foods and absorb nutrients, but please note that it has favorite foods and disliked foods. 】

[Desire for exclusivity (blue) - Xinzhan is loyal to his living master, and hopes that his master will be loyal to him. 】

[The demon sword enshrined in Hanomiya's home was forged hundreds of years ago by the famous swordsmith "Hanomiya Yasutsuna." In order to forge this sword, Hanomiya Yasutsuna sacrificed his life and right hand to the ghosts and gods, and finally he was able to create it. This rare treasure. 】

[After forging Chuxinzhan, Hanomiya Yasutsuna no longer forged swords. 】

[As the masterpiece of this famous swordsman, Heart Slash has the power of ghosts and gods, and can even kill them! 】

[However, all warriors who wielded this sword in battle, without exception, met an extremely miserable end, either hearing low murmurs, seeing horrific visions, or being accidentally injured by the Heart Slash. Over time, , it was called the "demon sword", and ordinary people would change their color after hearing it. 】

[After the last master died in battle, the Demon Sword Heart Slash was sent back to the Hanomiya family for storage, never to see the light of day again. 】

[However, the rumors about Heart Slash have been passed down and worshiped in the Hanomiya family for generations, and are regarded as true. 】

"The ghost stories are all nonsense. How can Heart Slash be so scary?"

Yu Gonglang gently stroked the blade of the sword with a gentle expression: "He is obviously a good boy."

Xin Zhan hummed in response, rubbing his palm very affectionately.

"What? These three guys don't taste good, and they still want to eat fried noodles and bread?"

"I don't have much money these days..."

Yu Gonglang touched his chin, feeling a little worried.

Both of the original owner's parents died, and he has no brothers or sisters. Except for the demon sword, there is basically no inheritance left in the family, and the money is very tight.

Being a high school student also costs money!
At this moment, a blond girl hurried out from the nearby corridor.

(End of this chapter)