Weird Tokyo, I am the master of strange stories

Chapter 7
The teaching building has three floors.

"Hoo! Hoo..."

Ishikawa Yuki and others panted and ran up after Hagiya Rang.

In this dangerous and strange realm, Yu Gonglang, who holds the demon sword, has undoubtedly become the backbone among them, giving them a sense of security.

"This is...the art classroom?"

Ishikawa Yuki was stunned.

She actually has good art skills. She has painted since she was in elementary school and won several small prizes in junior high school. The art club of Anhe Academy also took the initiative to invite her to visit here.

However, because Ishikawa Yuki had more ambitious goals and gave up further studies in art, she declined the art club's invitation.

She was inexplicably absent-minded, and the feeling that she had forgotten something emerged again.

"Art classroom..."

Among the girls following, someone murmured: "I remember, about the strange talk about the pure white phantom, the first few students seem to be members of the art club?"

Her tone was a little uncertain.

After all, ghost stories will naturally be distorted and distorted in the process of dissemination. It is not uncommon for more than a dozen versions to appear, so it is naturally difficult to confirm.

At this time, everyone looked at the door of the art classroom and felt an inexplicable sense of fear.

It was like facing some kind of monster that could tear them apart and eat them at any time.

This is the horror that comes from the suppression of the food chain.

Moreover, it seemed as if the other party was going to come out from behind the door the next moment!
In fact, in the next moment, a pale thing squeezed out from the crack in the door and stabbed a girl in the back at lightning speed.

However, what was faster than it was a bloody sword light.

Swish!
The pale living creature was chopped off and fell to the ground, allowing people to see its shape clearly.

This is a white tentacle, as thick as a girl's wrist. It looks like an organ only possessed by molluscs living in the ocean. It also has opening and closing mouthparts and fine barbs.

Even if it is broken right now, it still maintains a strong vitality.

Constantly curling and squirming.

It makes people instinctively feel uncomfortable.

But in the blink of an eye, it turned into a puddle of white paint that seeped into the floor.

"What the hell is this? It's disgusting!"

Most of the girls looked unhappy and felt a chill in their hearts.

However, Yu Gonglang did not hesitate and slashed at the door of the art classroom with his knife.

Click!

The door panel shattered with a sound, and a strong fishy stench overflowed.

At the same time, what was behind the door surged out like a river bursting from a dam.

Those are countless tentacles!

The pale color and lifeless atmosphere are not what any living creature should have.

At this time, they were like monsters that had been opened "Pandora's Box" in a movie, entangled, clinging, and rubbing against each other as they emerged from the room.

It's hard to imagine how such bloated and numerous tentacles were crowded in this small art classroom.

Seeing this scene, the girls all looked frightened and suffered a huge mental shock.

At this moment, how they wished this was just a ridiculous nightmare!

Someone screamed and ran away, only to be targeted by pale tentacles that attacked her back.

The girl screamed and fell to the ground.

On her back, there was a pale human face with a pale and weird smile.

As the smile expanded, the pale color gradually covered her body.

Just like the description in the ghost story.

The pure white demonic shadow will only devour its prey from behind.

The tragic situation of their companions made the remaining people more and more frightened. They either begged, screamed, or collapsed on the ground.

In the midst of the chaos, Ishikawa Yuki still gritted her teeth and followed closely behind Hanomiya Rang.

Her intuition told her that she was safest only when she was around this boy!
Yu Gonglang always looked cold.

Whether it was the tentacles that surrounded him like a sea wave, or the victimized girl, none of them could change his expression one iota.

His eyes searched among the bloated whiteness.

As the tentacles surged, among the many light spots, the largest light spot soon emerged.

He took a step forward.

The demon knife in his hand fell lightly.

Click!

The sound of something invisible breaking was heard.

The tentacles that were still raging and surging a second ago seemed to have been pressed on a pause and were frozen in place.

The next moment, all the tentacles began to melt, not only the tentacles that came out of the art classroom, but also the ones in the art classroom, all like ice cream under the scorching sun, dripping on the ground.

It disappeared in an instant.

It's like they never appeared.

And in the pale raindrops that fell one after another, the young man sheathed his sword and walked forward leisurely.

Everyone looked at this scene blankly, their hearts filled with shock.

Kill them all with one sword!

This mysterious transfer student only used one knife to kill these tentacles that should not exist in reality!
This scene can only be seen in comics or movies!
Ishikawa Yuki opened her mouth slightly and couldn't close it for a long time.

Although she guessed that Yu Gonglang would be very powerful, but...

This is too much! ?
Ishikawa Yuki quickly trotted to follow and asked softly: "Is the Pure White Demon Shadow dead?"

Yu Gonglang shook his head and said: "In the realm of ghost talk, ghost talk cannot be killed."

"Even if you kill Him a thousand times and cut Him into particles smaller than molecules, He will rise again."

The current situation is different from facing the faceless girl.

At that time, Yu Gonglang directly cut off the faceless girl and her Kaidan domain, thus solving the trouble once and for all.

And the pure white demonic shadow's strange realm has enveloped the entire campus.

The two levels are different, so more effort is needed.

While talking, Yu Gonglang had already entered the art classroom.

The art classroom is neither big nor small. Although pure white tentacles are pouring out from here, the scene inside is still normal. There are only brackets, messily smeared canvases, and strange sculptures.

Yu Gonglang looked around, and his eyes quickly stopped at something in the corner of the classroom.

This thing was covered by a piece of black cloth. It was about half a person tall, and the outline could barely be seen.

To others, this may be just ordinary debris.

But in Yu Gonglang's right eye, it is one of the intersections between the realm of ghost stories and reality.

Seeing this thing covered by black cloth, Ishikawa Yuki held her forehead and felt faintly dizzy.

"What is this..."

Yu Gonglang glanced at her and stepped forward to lift the black cloth.

A strange-looking statue was revealed.

This statue is made of white plaster, with a human face carved on the front, which seems to be smiling but not smiling.

It can be seen that there is still a lot of room for improvement in the sculptor's skills.

The facial features are lifeless and have no spirituality, so they are a bit strange.

What’s even weirder is that below and on both sides of the human face, tentacles are entangled one after another, and details such as mouthparts and suckers are carved out, making them lifelike.

Coupled with the human face, the whole statue becomes even more grotesque and terrifying.

However, Yu Gonglang knew that this statue was not weird, but simply a sculpture with novel aesthetics and unique shape.

Under the statue, the name of the creator is also engraved——

Class A, first grade, Otake Ai Shi.

First grade class A, Yuki Ishikawa.

(End of this chapter)