Dangerous girls put me in danger

There is no reason for a passive person like me to encounter such a situation... Or is it because I am so passive that things have become out of control...

Ah, my ordinary life... Where did it go off the track?

Chapter 1: Hit on the head by a UFO

I am a transparent person in the class.

How should I put it? I am the kind of person who has a low sense of existence and will only be called by name when the teacher calls the roll.

My seat is in the second to last row by the window, which is the so-called protagonist position, but I have not received the treatment that the protagonist deserves. Maybe it is because I don’t have the unique temperament of those male protagonists, and I don’t like to look out the window like those male protagonists...

Ah, it’s not a complaint, just an explanation of the current situation.

My name is An Juncheng, born in 2000, my birthday is January 1, I am 17 years old this year, and I am a sophomore in Gunshui High School.

I have an ordinary appearance, at least I am worthy of my parents, my short black hair is mixed with a lot of white hair, and from a distance you may think my hair is gray. Most of the white hair is hereditary, not because I think too much, and it’s not because I masturbate too much.

The name comes from the saying "If you treat me with sincerity, I will never let you down", which was given by my grandfather. It means that if someone treats you sincerely, you must not let them down and must repay them well.

It's a pity that your grandson has no friends at all... Grandpa...

Ahem, I accidentally fell into pessimism... It is also one of my habits to always think about things from the bad side.

As I said just now, I don't have many friends, so I stay alone all the time at school.

I always stay alone, of course, I can't always stare out the window. So the entertainment I choose is to read comics, novels, and watch animations and movies at home. I don't play games much. Compared with playing games myself, I am the type who likes to watch others play games.

I usually sleep at home and watch movies on weekends. If you say I am a otaku, I may be considered one. But I don't collect figures or anything, and I am not very interested in cosplay, so I am at most a pseudo-otaku?

Well, in short, I am such a boring person.

After confirming these pathetic aspects of myself once again, I sighed and closed the comic book I had finished reading.

It is now 8:45 p.m., evening self-study time, and I am still in the school library.

Although most schools have abolished the evening self-study system, our school still retains the evening self-study system, because most of our school students are day students, and we don’t even have dormitories. However, although there is an evening self-study, it is a little different from ordinary evening self-study because there is a "grading" system.

Of course, according to the Chinese tradition, students are graded according to their test scores. If you rank in the top 100 in the unified exam, you don’t have to come to the evening self-study. If you rank between 100 and 200, you can stay from 6 o'clock to 7:30 and go home. If you rank after 200... you have to stay until 9 o'clock in the evening.

This can also be regarded as a way for the school to motivate students. After all, most people probably don’t want to stay in school until 9 o'clock.

And I happened to be ranked 201st, so unfortunately I had to stay until the end of the entire evening self-study.

Although evening self-study time may be very torturous for other students, it is not so bad for me.

Because there are comics and light novels in the corner of our school library, I often hang out in the library since I found out about it last semester. It is indeed more interesting to read physical books than to read electronic versions on mobile phones.

It is not necessary to stay in the classroom for evening self-study. As long as I give the note signed by the librarian teacher to the class teacher the next day, it can prove that I have participated in evening self-study.

There are four other people who do this besides me, but they are not students in our class, and I did not try to get to know them. After all, it is common sense to keep quiet in the library.

I thought there would be a lot of people in the library, but there were only five including me. Others may think that it doesn’t matter where they stay... If they knew that there are novels and comics to read in the library, the library will definitely be full, but no one came to ask me. My interpersonal relationship is really terrible...

By the way, the librarian is a female teacher wearing glasses, her name is Yang Lili, and she looks to be in her twenties. Long hair covers most of her face, but don't imagine that Teacher Yang is very beautiful. I have seen Teacher Yang's appearance, how should I put it... well, it's a little ugly, so it's impossible for a teacher-student love story like in a novel to happen.

Teacher Yang should not be married. If she was married, she would not work overtime in the library until nine o'clock... and the reason why she can't get married is probably because of that face... Even I, who am not a member of the appearance association, can't accept it.

Ahem, it's a bit too rude to say that... Sin, sin.

Seeing that the evening self-study time is about to end, I put the book back on the bookshelf and walked to the counter to ask the teacher for a signature.

When I walked to the counter, I lowered my voice and called the teacher.

"Teacher Yang."

"Hmm? Oh, Juncheng, are you here to get a signature?"

Teacher Yang raised his head and glanced at me, then took out his phone and checked the time, guessing what I was here for. Because Teacher Yang and I are already very familiar, the teacher calls me by my first name. Occasionally, I will be asked by the teacher to help move things. Although I have no friends, I get along pretty well with my teachers, and my head teacher treats me well... Of course, it is more likely that she is worried that I will be excluded...

"right."

"Okay, I understand, just wait a moment."

Teacher Yang happily tore off a piece of paper from the notebook, then folded it into several sections and tore it open. The screeching sound seemed a bit noisy in the quiet library. The teacher tore up several slips of paper at once, then wrote names and stamped them one by one. He probably wanted to prepare other people's signature slips as well.

However, what I didn't expect was that in the end, Teacher Yang directly handed over all the signature slips to me.

"Here, take these."

"Hey? Give them all to me?"

I thought it was a note for others, but it was handed to me in one breath...

With so many signatures, it means that I don’t need to attend evening self-study. Is the teacher encouraging me to skip evening self-study?

No, no, no, definitely not. How could a teacher do such a thing? It must be because it's too troublesome to write to me every time, so I just distributed them all at once. She trusts me! I do this because I believe I won’t skip school.

In short, since the other party trusts me, I can't let him down, so that he can be worthy of my name.

"Well...you know what this means, right? It's not very safe at night recently. With these notes, you don't have to go to night study."

I'm going! It really made me skip class!

And what’s the reason? Not safe at night? What am I afraid of as a man... I won't say anything about a murderer coming out at night, but there's no such news at all recently, right?

Could it be...ah, I understand.

The teacher must want to skip class.

Yes, there are only five students in the library. As long as we students are sent away, Teacher Yang can get off work early!

That’s it~ I understand, I understand, teacher, I won’t expose it~ Maybe Teacher Yang is so anxious to get off work because he finally found a boyfriend.

After thinking about this, I nodded silently twice and took the signature slip from the teacher.

"Yeah!"

When I took it, I accidentally touched Teacher Yang's hand. As a result, the teacher screamed out inexplicably, and pulled his hand away like lightning, letting the signature strips scatter on the floor.

This kind of situation that should only happen when you are in contact with a beautiful young girl actually happened when you were in contact with a 'young' female teacher... I can't be happy at all.

"H-I'm sorry, Juncheng, there may have been static electricity just now..."

Teacher Yang apologized and hurriedly knelt down to pick up the signature slip.

"Ah, it's okay, I'll just pick it up."

I also squatted down to pick up the signature slip, but I was still confused. Static electricity? Why don't I feel it here?

After picking up all the signature slips, I put all the notes in my pocket, saluted Teacher Yang and left the library.

Before leaving, I heard Teacher Yang muttering to himself: "...Is it better to put on gloves..."

"..."

I don’t quite understand what Teacher Yang is worried about. Is menopause coming early?

When the bell rang, I happened to reach the school gate. The gatekeeper opened the school gate when the bell rang, and I became the first person to leave the school.

I took out the signature slips in my pocket and counted how many there were.

There are eight in total, which means I can skip self-study at night for eight days... But I don’t seem to have much to do if I stay at home...

"Um...what the hell is this?"

When confirming the number of signature strips, I suddenly discovered that there seemed to be something painted on the back of the signature strip.

Being a little curious, I planned to find a place to put them together to see what pattern it was.

After sitting down on a bench in a nearby park, I pieced the pieces of paper together one by one and easily spelled out the correct pattern.

It seems to be a five-pointed star array... No, looking at the text above, it should be read upside down. In other words, the reverse pentagram?

Well, I remember that the reverse pentagram seems to represent Satan or something like that... Could it be that Teacher Yang believes in some evil cult? This is kind of bad...

Just as I was thinking about what to do, there was a sound in the air. I turned my head in confusion, but when I turned halfway, something hit the side of my head like a meteor!

The violent impact caused me to fall directly onto my side, and eventually I hit the reverse pentagram that I had just restored to its original shape.

Then I felt a blinding light shining into my eyes!

The dizziness and blindness made me lose consciousness instantly.

…

"Wow, no good, no good! It has actually affected ordinary people!"

"It's all your fault for being so impulsive. Let me see... Fortunately, this person just fainted. It should be nothing serious. Just leave it alone and take the magic weapon back first."

"Oh...huh? Gone!"

"What?"

"The Bagua Demon Mirror is missing!"

"Huh? How could the magic weapon disappear? Look for it carefully."

"I've looked for it! It's really gone! And the connection with the magic weapon is also broken!"

"How is it possible? The connection between the magic weapon and the owner is broken, it can only be that the magic weapon is completely damaged... But how can the Eight Diagrams Mirror be damaged so easily?"

"But, I really can't feel it! Woohoo, what should I do... Grandpa will definitely scold me to death..."

"Ha... Anyway, let's go back first and think of a way when we get back."

"Woohoo... um..."

Chapter 2 It seems that I saw something strange

Uh... Damn, it hurts...

When I woke up in a daze, it was already pitch black around me, and even the street lights were turned off. I took out my mobile phone from my pocket, turned on the flashlight mode and took a look at the current time.

Oh my god! It's already one o'clock in the middle of the night!

I pressed the side of my head that was still aching, and struggled to get up from the bench.

Tsk, I feel that my vision is still shaking... I feel so uncomfortable...

I'm so unlucky, which bastard threw things around!

I took a photo of the surroundings with my phone, but I didn't see anything that looked like it could knock someone out. It seems that the guy who hit me on the head has already recovered the tools used to commit the crime.

Oh, forget it, just consider it bad luck. Fortunately, there is no bleeding, just a big swelling.

As Teacher Yang said, it is really dangerous at night. I'd better not wander around in the future and walk home honestly.

By the way, I have to collect the signature slips first. If I don't have those slips, I can't skip the evening self-study openly.

Huh?

I originally wanted to collect the signature slips, but I found something, that is, the reverse pentagram array drawn on the back of the slips disappeared!

Could it be that I had a dream... No, no, then I have no reason to come to the park.

It's really strange... How did it disappear? Could it be that Teacher Yang used a magic pen or something to draw it? Was it just drawn for a prank?

Oh, forget it, forget it, I'm too lazy to think too much. I get a headache when I think, so I choose to stop thinking now.

Because of the headache, my mood has become much worse. After putting the signature slip in my pocket, I set out on the road home again.

Because it was already late at night, it was too late, so I tried to speed up my pace. It usually takes half an hour to get home, but this time I only walked for about 20 minutes to reach the door of my house.

Entering from the main door, I took off my shoes and did not change into slippers. The stairs to the second floor were on the right. I walked up the stairs as quietly as possible, and this was also the reason why I didn’t wear slippers, because no matter how careful I was, there would be clattering footsteps.

Although that level of noise should not wake them up, it’s better to be careful.

Judging from the shoes in the shoe cabinet, my parents didn’t seem to be at home. My mother is an undertaker and my father is a surgeon. Because of the special nature of their profession, they often stay out all night... I’ve long been used to it. It may also be because of this special family environment that leads to my calm personality.

But because my sisters are still here, I have to speak softly so as not to wake them up.

I just walked up the second floor and was thinking about going up the third floor and going directly back to my room when I heard a cold voice.

"Who is it?"

Well, this is really a coincidence... Anyway, if you are here, turn on the light.