I'm not that kind of orc

"Well, I also... think so." Angelica agreed.

"I have always believed in Brock." Princess Alisa whispered.

"You three are looking at my eyes and talking!" Facing the guilty three, I regained the initiative.

But if I counted it carefully, I was completely wrong. I glanced at Tilawa who obviously hadn't figured out what was going on, and suddenly felt a little ashamed.

"What's the matter, Master Bullock?" Tilawa blinked.

"...I'll help you carry your luggage later." I looked back and forth between her and Arsena, "Is it really okay for the two of you to live together? Will there be any inconvenience?"

"No problem. My dormitory is quite big. It's no problem to separate an extra room. I think it's better for two people to live in. After all, there is still a distance from the school building. I live alone in a house by the woods. It’s okay during the day, but at night... To be honest, I think it’s still a bit creepy.” Arsena clasped her hands.

"Why are you scaring yourself? Isn't the most recent haunting incident in this college because of you?" Feilan looked indifferent.

"...Obviously I was so scared at that time." Angelica looked at her speechlessly, "It's the same every time I read a horror novel, and I insist on running to my room to occupy my bed."

The corners of Feilan's eyes twitched at this dismantling: "Hey girl, if you talk too much, do you believe I'll splash this tea on your face?"

"It's great, I can still drop by at any time... It would be great if I could arrange to stay in the dormitory." Arsena looked envious.

"Who told you that you were a boy when you entered school?" I calmly complained about her.

"Boy, boy!?" Tilawa suddenly looked at Arthena in amazement, his eyes moved down from her chest to her crotch, and the confused expression was obviously thinking about something.

"Don't think too much, don't worry, she's a woman, she just pretended to be a man because she had some inside story before." I patted her on the shoulder in time.

"Then Bullock is the only student living outside. By the way, now that you are an international student, I should be able to arrange for you to go to the boys' dormitory." Princess Alyssa clapped her hands suddenly.

"It doesn't matter. I heard that the boys' dormitory seems to be empty." Feilan put down her teacup, "Because there are too few boys, living in such a big building feels like living in a haunted house. In the end, all the remaining boys said I’m not used to living outside the campus to live.”

"Does Mr. Bullock want to live with me? Living alone in the house at night, maybe something strange will come out!" Arsena half-jokingly stretched ten fingers at me, posing threateningly. posture.

"I don't know how many times I have hunted at night in the wilderness before. You still want to scare me with this?" I raised my eyebrows at her.

"Really, how about I tell you some horror stories." Arsena said reluctantly.

"If you're talking about that kind of stuff, it's better to have an atmosphere at night, right?" Angelica interjected.

"That's right!" Arsena's eyes suddenly lit up, "Why don't we come here to hold a ghost story conference at night! It must be very interesting to light a candle on the table and tell horror stories in turn!"

"I'm participating, just to pass the time." Angelica, who only needs four hours of sleep at night, raised her hand.

"Then let me prepare some snacks, which can be used as a welcome party for Tilawa." Princess Alyssa also agreed, clapping her hands together.

"Hey, can I come too?" Tilawa also seemed quite interested.

The only one whose expression became stiff was Feilan: "I, I still have projects to do..."

"Well, it's better...don't force yourself." Angelica nodded understandingly at her.

But Feilan was obviously aroused when she heard this: "Girl, what do you mean! Okay, isn't it just telling horror stories? Who is afraid of whom!"

Wait, why do you have to come here to do this at my place?

I suddenly found this development a bit strange.

Forget it, just borrow a place, let them go.

Welcome new students (5)

In the evening, a few of them really got together in my room as promised and held a ghost story conference.

"...After the girl who moved in fell asleep, when she was about to fall asleep, she heard another girl say in her ear, 'Sister, you sleep on the upper bunk'. She suddenly thought that she had locked the door Oh, why would someone talk to her by the bedside, she woke up with a start, and—” Althea sat at the tea table telling horror stories vividly, and the whole room lit a candle in front of her. , the shadow of the candlelight added a bit of weirdness to her mysterious expression.

Everyone else moved their stools closer to me and squeezed in front, back, left, and right of me. They swallowed nervously when they heard this, and I was the only one who was eating snacks with a plate on my face.

"...In the end, she didn't see anything. The room was still the same as it was before she fell asleep, and the doors and windows were closed." Arsena continued.

Everyone around me breathed a sigh of relief.

Then Arsena suppressed her voice and continued: "She felt that she was just dreaming. 'Bunk bunk or something, it's just a bed here' she thought so, closed her eyes again and lay down on her back, but this The next time when she was about to fall asleep, she heard the voice again saying, "Sister, we are back to back". So she woke up again, and then the more she thought about it, the more something went wrong. Then she suddenly had a thought, got up from the bed, and then carefully I lifted up the sheet hanging on the edge of the bed and looked under the bed, and she saw..." Arsena paused, and then suddenly raised her voice, "The body of the girl who lived in this room before and then disappeared, is here. Tie it under the board of this bed!!"

"Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!" With a burst of screaming, the others crowded towards me. Tilawa and Princess Alyssa huddled beside me from left to right, and Feilan lay on my back. Angelica directly changed from her stool to my lap.

"Hey, calm down." I lifted the biscuit in my hand a little so as not to be crushed by them.

Strange, what's so terrible about finding a dead body tied under the bed?Find a place to bury it and have a good burial, wouldn't it be good?

"Idiot! Why are you telling such a story! How can you sleep in bed at night!" Feilan, who was kneeling on the stool behind me and grabbed my shoulder, scolded Arsena.

"...In that case, wouldn't it be good if you lay the floor in the room?" I glanced at her speechlessly.

"Wouldn't it be possible to see the bottom of the bed just by turning your head? You idiot!" Feilan pulled my hair.

"Don't take it out on me if you're afraid!" I sighed.

"Okay, who's coming next?" Arsena was obviously very excited.

"W-do you want to continue?" Feilan pressed herself against my back, trembling.

"This is the second story." Arsena picked up the glass from the table and poured the limoncello she had brought into it, then pushed it over, "Come on, Miss Feilan, would you like some, the wine is so strong! "

"Who are you calling cowardly, bastard!" Feilan glared at her.

"Don't encourage her to drink, it's not at 01:30 that this girl's wine is so bad." I took the cup and drank it myself.

Yes, they listened to their ghost stories, and I came to drink and eat.

"Okay, who's coming next? I've already said two things in a row, so it's time for a replacement, isn't it fair for you to squeeze next to Mr. Bullock?" Arsena showed a little dissatisfied look.

"Then let me tell you one." Tilawa raised her hand cautiously.

Then Tilawa and Alsena exchanged seats and told another story opposite us. It said that an old hunter told another young hunter that when he was walking in the wild at night, he was prepared to sneak up on him in case there were wild animals behind him. , You can pick up a stone on the ground and throw it behind your back from time to time. The sound of the stone falling on the ground can scare the unsuspecting beast and make it move, so the hunter can detect its tracking in time.

Then the old hunter threatened the young hunter by saying that if there is no sound of the stone falling to the ground, he must not look back, and just keep running without turning his head, because he will see something terrible.

As a result, a few days later, the young hunter was found dead in the wild. The eyes of the corpse were wide open, as if he had seen something terrifying, and someone had put a stone in his mouth.

Later, the old hunter went hunting at night and walked in the field, and he also habitually threw stones behind him.

At this time, he suddenly remembered the dead young hunter, and remembered what he had said to scare the young hunter before, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.His intuition told him not to look back, but to run away.

But he struggled for a while, and finally couldn't hold back his curiosity, and turned his head away...

"...Then, he saw the dead young hunter staring at him with the stone he threw behind him." Tilawa said the end of the story.

"Ahhh!"

The others leaned close to me again.

"I've heard this story before." Surrounded by a group of girls, I recalled the past, "The first time I heard it, I was still studying in an intermediate school. I thought it was very interesting, so I ran to the tribe at night. Go out and try it out."

"Brock, you're so brave..." Angelica, who was sitting on my lap, looked up at me.

Why does this description feel weird?

"You still tried!? You're too good at playing tricks, aren't you?" Feilan exclaimed at me.

"Well, if you insist on talking, it's really a bit of a death..." I nodded, "That time when I threw a stone and hit the guard who was running around the grass and shitting wild shit while patrolling the border at night, he thought I did it on purpose, so he lifted his pants Chased me for a long time."

These words made the atmosphere a little easier, and both Princess Alisa and Arsena burst out laughing.

"Stories are always stories, I just scare myself." I casually threw the fork used to eat cakes on the plate in my hand and threw it behind me.

Then, there was no landing sound.

The fork seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness in the corner behind him, and the room, lit only by a single candle, was silent.

Eh?

The atmosphere suddenly became tense and became indescribably weird.

Angelica, Princess Alyssa, and Arsena all changed their faces, and they stuck to me even tighter, and Feilan was so scared that she hugged my head tightly and shook: "Hey idiot, look at you! What happened! You, you, you, go back and check for yourself!"

"But how can you tell me to turn around when you hold my head like this?" I was a little helpless.

With this posture of holding my head and arms vigorously, aren't you really going to perform the neck-bending technique on me?

When there was chaos here, only Tilawa, who was sitting facing us, blinked: "Well, everyone, the fork seems to have fallen on the bed..."

Welcome new students (6)

The guys took turns telling horror stories until midnight, and more than once I wanted to wash up before I went to bed, but whoever was telling the story and the others crowded around me so nervously that I couldn't get up.

Finally, Feilan glanced at the wall clock on the wall: "Hey, it's only 5 minutes until midnight. Just, didn't there be a story just now that bad things will happen if you tell a ghost story past zero?"

From the beginning to the end, she has been lying on my back and shaking constantly, making me feel like I have a vibrating spar that occasionally appears in those books that Roland often reads pasted on my back.

...I suddenly feel a little sad that I have become familiar with that kind of thing for no reason.

"Oh, that clock seems to be 10 minutes behind, but it's already past midnight." I reminded her.

"What! Why didn't you say it earlier... No, why don't you say such a thing!" Feilan pulled my hair anxiously again.

"Don't move my hair anymore, I'll make you bald after listening to a few ghost stories!"

"Hmph, what does it matter if you are bald? Didn't you see that half of you male orcs were bald in the north?"

This is true... among the male warriors of the orc tribes, it is very popular to shave their heads, saying that they look tougher, although I have never understood the logic of this.

"Okay, it's really late, why don't we stop here." I took the crystal lamp from the table and lit it up, and the room suddenly became much brighter, "There is still class tomorrow, you should probably gone back."

"Okay." Tilawa was the only one who responded that I stood up from my seat, and no one else moved.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" I looked around, a little puzzled.

"Brock, it's too much, let the scared girl... walk back at night by herself." Angelica, who was sitting on my lap with her legs crossed, raised her head and said.

No, your expressionless face doesn't look like you're scared?You're a werewolf, don't you hang out every night when you're excited?

"Can't you all go back together?" I wondered even more.

Princess Alisa, Angelica, and Feilan all live in the girls' dormitory, and Arsena and Tilawa live together, so no one is alone.

"I, I don't want it, this girl will definitely scare me on the way." Feilan muttered softly.

"Then why don't I get criticized and send you back?" I suggested again.

The others remained silent.

"Hey, what's wrong with everyone?" Tilawa looked around carelessly.

At this time Arsena made a move first, she suddenly hugged my arm and shouted artificially: "Ah, no! I'm so scared, I can't even walk out of the house now, I want to go back through the woods It’s impossible for a concubine to go to the dormitory.”